"Mum, Dad, this is Winky and Dobby. They are house elves," She said in introduction. "Winky, Dobby this is Richard and Jean Granger, my parents."
"Winky is happy to meet Mistress Hermione's parents," Winky said excitedly. "Can Winky work here while Mistress is away from Hogwarts?"
"Dobby is happy to meet Mistress Hermione's parents as well," Dobby said.
"Uh...nice to meet you," Jean replied. "Hermione? Are these the...the," she wasn't sure what to call them, "beings you were fretting about last summer?"
"Yes, but I was wrong...but we can discuss that later," She replied to her mother before turning to Winky. "Yes, as long as you aren't missed from Hogwarts you may work here. You can ask my parents if they have any chores they need accomplished."
"Chores?" Jean parroted.
"They like to work mum, if you need anything cleaned or work done, they'll do them for you," Hermione said. "But whatever you do, don't try to give them clothes or pay them."
"But…but I thought you said..."
"As I said, I was wrong. I still don't really understand it, but I know I was wrong."
"Well okay, I guess," Jean Granger said hesitantly.
"Now where can we put a fairly large piece of furniture? About this size," Hermione held out her hands to show the size of the vanishing cabinet.
"Why?"
"It's going to allow Harry to visit me and for me to visit him," Hermione explained. "As I said it was his idea, this way I can spend my whole summer here with you and still spend time with him."
"How?"
Hermione explained about the cabinets and how they worked.
"This cabinet just lets you travel between one and the other?" Her father asked suspiciously. "Did Harry suggest you put it in your bedroom?"
Hermione glared at her father before answering. "No he didn't, but thank you, that's an excellent idea. I'll get the larger bookshelf moved and it'll fit there."
"Hermione..." Her mother started.
"I am not serious mother. I don't need to give dad any more reasons to not like Harry," She turned on her father. "Dad, again I ask you to give Harry a chance."
When the glare from his wife joined the glare from his daughter, Richard held up his hands. "Fine," He said.
It was decided to put the cabinet in the garage. Though it was connected to the house, Richard pointed out that the door would be locked and Harry could be let in when he knocked. Hermione didn't bother to tell him that Harry owned a knife that could open any door if he truly wanted to get in. Ten minutes later Winky and Dobby had the cabinet in a corner of the garage and it was covered by a large tarp.
"So how does it work?" Richard asked.
"Just have to get in it and close the door," Hermione explained. "You'll appear in the matching one."
Late in the evening as the sun was beginning to set, Jean Granger invited her daughter for a walk. They'd only made it down their street when she said. "I really only wanted to talk to you away from your dad."
"I know," Hermione replied.
"That obvious?"
Hermione shrugged. "I thought so."
"You know he loves you don't you? Your father I mean."
"Of course."
"It's difficult for a man to see his little girl turn into a young woman," Jean explained. "We've seen so little of you that I think he wants you to go back to being his little girl again," They turned onto another street. "The kiss at the train station didn't help."
"I know," Hermione replied. "I'm sorry; well not for the kiss but for not spending very much time with you."
"Are you really here for the whole summer?"
"I want to be mum," Hermione replied. "I've really missed you two."
"You missed a great skiing trip at Christmas."
"I'm sorry but..." Hermione shrugged.
"I understand. So tell me about your boyfriend. Tell me about your Harry," Jean prompted. "Tell me about that first kiss."
"It was magical mum," Hermione replied truthfully. "I can truthfully say a single kiss changed my life."
"That might be exaggerating but I know the feeling," Jean replied.
"If you only knew," Hermione thought with a smile as she remembered that first kiss with Harry.
They spent the next hour discussing Harry Potter. Hermione gave her mother the fictional version of them getting together right after the Quidditch match celebration. She described some of the things Harry had done including taking her to see the sunrise that very morning, though she didn't mention waking up in the bed with Harry right before that sunrise. By the time they'd returned to the street they lived on, the half moon was high in the night sky.
"Would you have really left?" Jean asked, stopping as they turned into the driveway. "Earlier I mean?"
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