Heyy all! Nina again! GUESS WHO ISN'T GROUNDED ANYMORE AND WANTS TO START A NEW STORY! Lately I've been bursting with plot ideas and scenarios that I want to see. M and I are going to try to work them into our stories but if you want one review with your e-mail address and we'll send you one. And speaking of M, she still has about three more days until she gets her laptop back. READ HER STORIES! (Daddy Dearest, The Perfect Makeover, Time After Time and Revenge Isn't Everything)

Chapter One: Candy and Trips

"But mum, I don't want to visit Emelyn in America!" Hermione Granger whined as she stomped her foot on the ground. Normally this was behavior she would frown upon, but this was an exception.

Cousin Emelyn was the family's black sheep. Hermione hadn't seen her since she was thirteen, but news of her conquests were always getting back to her. Aunt Deidra and Uncle Jalen sent letters to her parents constantly and were always calling. Diedre and her father were twin brother and sister and Jalen was her father's best friend growing up, so the four were quite close, but they moved to New York when Hermione was three with their daughter, Emelyn, when Diedre's company sent her to manage the New York division for a fashion line.

From the letters sent from her aunt and uncle, Hermione knew enough about her cousin. Unfortunately for her, her cousin didn't think so and somehow got her screen name, every single one of them. Fortunately for Hermione, though, Emelyn seemed to be busy the majority the past few summers, which made it easier for Hermione to avoid her, well, online at least.

"Hermione Serena Granger! You will march your butt up those stairs and pack your bag or you will go to America with nothing but the clothes on your back because you are going!" Mrs. Theresa Granger yelled at her daughter. She was sick of this argument year after year. Every time Hermione came home she would suggest that the two girls spend time together, and Hermione would refuse, but this time she had bought a ticket in advance and Hermione would not have a choice on whether she went or not.

"Reese, calm down," Damian Granger told his wife as he held her softly by the arms. He looked at his daughter. "Hermione, how about if your friends, Harry and Ronald, come with you?"

"But Damian-"

"No, Reese, in fact, Deidra told me that Emelyn had a little friend who they could keep company while the girls catch up." Damian explained.

"Okay, fine, they can come if Deidra and Jalen say it's okay, but I will not be the one to suggest it." Theresa pointed her finger at her husband before stalking over to the kitchen to get her cell phone. "Here you go. Speed dial one."

"Oh, Reese, Oh hi Dee, how are you?" Hermione crossed her arms and looked up at the ceiling. Ron and Harry would make it better, but it was still no fair! "Great, thanks. No, but I was thinking, you know how Em has that little friend, well would it be okay if Hermione brought two of her friends so that the two-exactly. You know that you're my favorite twin, right?" Hermione could not believe this was happening! "Haha. Uh huh. Oh no, no, no, no. Yes, don't worry. No, I'm positive. Don't worry. Haha, yeah, I think it should be vice-versa, though. Okay. You sure? Thanks. Uh, huh. I won't keep you then. Bye."

"So I have no say in this?" Hermione threw her hands in the air.

"Aunt Dee says hi, but she was on her way out of the house to go driving with Emlyn. Em just got her junior license in the mail the other day." Damian told Hermione and Theresa. "She says you can bring your friends if they want to come and that they can stay."

"Great, honey. Now you get to introduce your friends to your cousin." Theresa tried to make the situation more positive. This wasn't exactly what she wanted, but it would have to do.

"Whatever. How long are stuck there?" Hermione asked as she flopped down onto the living room couch. She had only been home for three days and her parents were already shipping her off to some foreign country,

"Maybe a month and a half. Don't you give me that look Hermione, because we already have your ticket and your father is about to go online and reserve two more with you in a minute." Hermione sighed. What was the point of fighting? "You can ask the guys to stay over the night before so that we can take them all with us to the airport. Why don't you go owl them right now and ask them to come. The flight is in one week."

Hermione growled and stomped up the stairs. Her last summer before never returning to Hogwarts and she was stuck with her stupid cousin in stupid New York! This was no fair! She was a bloody adult in the magical world! UGH!

She stalked into her room, slammed the door shut, and took out a box of stationary.

'Dear Harry,

How is your summer going so far? I hope that the Dursleys are not being too horrible to you. If they do anything wrong just write Ron or myself and we will be right over. I have good news, though. My parents hot tickets for New York for you, me and Ron to visit my cousin. Write me back as soon as you can to tell me whether you can come or not. The trip will be about six or seven weeks, I have no idea, but you can stay over at my house afterwards.

Hermione

P.S. If you are able to come, would you like to stay over the night before so that my parents can give you a ride to the airport? The flight is in three days (July 3 at like six in the morning!) and will be about nine hours there and back, not combined, so you may want to pack a bag with a book, or maybe homework.'

That should be enough. Hermione wrote a similar letter to Ron and gave both letters to Lovette, the owl she had gotten for her birthday. She was a small Tawny owl Hermione had fallen in love with the second she laid eyes on her.

She opened the window and watched as Lovette flew off into the distance. Turning around, Hermioen began to scan her room and pick out what books she was going to bring. Sighing, she took her trunk out from under her bed. She was going to come home a week before she had to get back to school, so she would not need to bring her robes or cauldron, but her wand would definitely be by her side at all times. Who knew what her cousin would do while she was there?

Two hours later Hermione was looking at her trunk. It was filled with jeans, sweatshirts, T-shirts, a pair of sandals and books. Emlyn would never agree with her wardrobe selection, but too bad for her. She took a small knapsack and packed a notebook, a book for light reading, and some other little tidbits she would need on the plane ride.

All of a sudden, she heard a soft tapping on her window. She turned around to see Hedwig with a letter in he beak. Hermione opened the window and opened the letter.

"YES!" Hermione jumped into the air and started to do a little dance without realizing Lovette coming in through the window with a reply from Ron.

"OH YEAH! OH YEAH! UH HUH!" She turned around and saw Lovette taking a sip from her water dish. After reading the letter from Ron she punched her fist into the air.

"MOM! DAD! THE GUYS SAID THAT THEY CAN COME AND THAT THEY'LL BE OVER AT LIKE FOUR! RON IS GOING TO BRING HARRY!" Hermione didn't get why her parents didn't just let the three of them apparate over to New York. She and Ron were allowed to and had passed their test and Harry could just hold onto her arm. Oh well. They were coming! She wasn't going to have to go alone! Thank god!

"Oh Ron! Harry! Thank goodness you're here!" Hermione pulled her two best friends into a large hug.

"Hermione!" Harry yelled as he picked up the petite girl between him and his teller friend.

"We missed you so much!" Ron said into Hermione's hair. The two boys put Hermione down and picked up their trunks. "So where are we staying tonight?"

"My room. Mom set up the air mattresses. Come on!" Hermione squealed as she led Harry and Ron into the house. "Mum, dad, you remember Harry and Ron, right?"

"Ah yes, from the bookstore with that Lockheart fellow?" Damian asked as he shook their hands. "Pleasure to see you two again."

"You too sir." Harry said. Ron was looking around the room, his eyes falling on the television.

"Dinner will be ready in about two hours." Theresa said, smiling. "We're having Japanese. I have a reservation for us at that new place about two miles up for six. You three have an early morning ahead of you."

"Thanks mum. I'll just go show the guys where we're sleeping tonight." Hermione told her mother. She took out her wand and levitated the two trunks up the stairs wit Harry and Ron following her up.

"Wow, Hermione. This is such a nice room." Ron said as he looked around. Hermione's room was painted purple with a few green vines painted around the walls and ceiling with flowers of all shades of purple. There were two large windows on two of the walls, one of them facing her queen-sized bed with light green comforters and sheets. She had a large wooden desk covered in books and papers with a white laptop in the middle.

"Thanks." Hermione said, blushing. "Mum wouldn't shut up until I cleaned it up for you guys," she lowered her voice, "but what she doesn't know is that I used a spell." She put her fingers to her lips.

"Hermione Granger, you bad, bad girl." Harry said as he smirked down at her.

"Oh shut up Harry," Hermione slapped the snickering Harry's arm and smiled at him. "But how about this, we can shrink our trunks to fit into my knapsack so we don't have to worry about checking them in or whatever."

"Sure, why not." Harry threw his arms up in the air playfully before saying, "Now who will be shrinking mine, seeing how I am still sixteen."

Hermione and Ron laughed at their friend and his problem.

"Don't worry, I got it Harry." Ron said. "And I promise nothing will blow up." All three of them started laughing.

Dinner went spectacularly. Ron and Harry had to get forks so they could eat their dinners after accidentally getting soy sauce all over themselves and the rest of the white tablecloth, along with everything on it. Hermione accidentally knocked over her water while trying to take some food from Harry's plate, Ron was unwilling to share more than half of a bite. A few girls from Hermione's old school came over while her mother was picking up some snacks from the health food store down the block (not knowing that Hermione had bought three large bags of candy) and her father was getting the car, and sat down at their table. One of them tried to talk up Ron while the other two focused their attention on Harry. All in all it was a memorable meal.

That night, the three stayed up late talking. They reminisced about all of their past adventures, spoke about what they were planning for the future, and even warning Ron about muggle stuff he was bound to encounter the next day. They finally fell asleep at one in the morning.

A/N I know what I want to do with Voldie, but Dumbledore isn't dead. HBP never happened and the bathroom next to where I am sitting right now is stinking up the entire room so this is all for tonight!

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