June 25th 1996 Continued
Hermione turned sharply when her father had burst into the room and started yelling. "Yes?" She asked in a tone that Richard felt was too much like her mother's when she was angry.
Richard Granger stood still for several seconds only just managing to close his mouth. "Uh...yes... your mother and I are home," He finally stammered out. It was then he noticed that Hermione had moved to put herself between the young man and himself.
"And that was the reason for you yelling?" Hermione asked in a tone that still had a distinctive chill to it.
"Your bedroom is an inappropriate place to entertain your friend," Richard replied as he tried to retreat and remain firm at the same time.
"It's where my computer is isn't it?" Hermione asked. "What else do you think we were doing?"
Richard Granger swallowed hard on that question but he didn't dare answer it.
Harry stood up from the chair and nodded at Hermione's father. "Sir; I'm sorry. I'd never got a chance to use a computer and Hermione was showing me hers."
By then Jean Granger had arrived in the room. She brushed past her husband and made her way to Harry. "That's perfectly fine Harry. I hope you two were having fun."
"We were thanks. My cousin has a computer, but I wasn't allowed to touch it."
"Well you are more than welcome to come over anytime you'd like," Jean replied as she put another piece of Harry's upbringing into place. "Isn't that right Richard?"
Richard Granger didn't answer. He was still trying to figure out exactly what had happened in the last minute.
Jean shook her head and turned back to the teens. "You will always be welcome here, I will assure you of that," She turned and glared at her husband for a second to assure him of that fact as well before turning back. "Now you had mentioned shopping. Do you still want to go?"
"Yes mum."
"Well when would you like to leave? Most stores close at eight tonight."
"We are planning on purchasing him an entire new wardrobe so we probably need to leave soon," Hermione replied. "I thought we'd eat out as well."
"That's an excellent idea," Jean replied. "It will give me a chance to get to know Harry," The last was said as she smiled at the black-hair young man.
"Ma'am, I got money from Gringotts today but Hermione thought it would be dangerous for me to carry that much with me. She thought it would be better to give you the money and then have you make the purchases on your debit card."
"That's a very reasonable suggestion," Jean replied. "How much do you have?"
Harry pulled out the notes. "Ten thousand," He said as he held the notes out. "Will that be enough?"
"I think it will be more than enough, don't you Richard?" Jean asked her husband with a bemused smile. She wondered if her daughter had staged this, just to get at her father. If she did, Jean thought that she'd help. "Dear, I think you should hold onto it."
Mr. Granger stared at the notes the boy had outstretched in his hand. He could see it was a fairly large pile of fifty pound notes. Slowly his own hand seemed to move on its own and took them from the young man. He knew better than to count it. "Yes...uh ten thousand did you say? Uh...I'll just put this in safekeeping until you see how much you actually spend."
"Thank you sir," Harry replied. "We asked to see if Gringotts had a debit card or anything like that, but they don't."
"That's inconvenient," Mrs. Granger said. "Have you thought about opening your own bank account? I mean at a non-magical bank?"
"Why didn't I think of that?" Hermione remarked. "I mean that would be the easiest thing for the future."
"Yes it would," Harry agreed. "Especially since I'd like to spend time with you in the muggle world," That earned him a smile and he found her hand in his. He took a moment to smile back before he turned back to Hermione's mother and asked. "How much should I put in the bank?"
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