Hiya ya'll! This is my new story so here is the full summary… Hermione wants Ron (her boyfriend) to meet her parents before they go any further into their relationship, but Ron doesn't want to. Hermione suggests he brings along a wingman. What happens when Hermione's father likes The Wingman better than Ron? H/Hr pairing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter… Or else would I really be doing fanfiction?
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Everyone has a special place in their heart for someone, for a certain Harry Potter he had his heart reserved for a very special someone. This person was beautiful, smart, kind, brave, and unfortunately not his. She was with his best friend, Ron Weasley. Hermione Granger a muggleborn, the brightest witch of her age, and his other best friend. During the war Hermione and Ron hooked up and Harry and Ginny got together, but Harry never loved Ginny. He would have the best times with Hermione, both of them were interested in the same things and they both got each other more than anyone else. The thing is though… At this time Hermione was daft. Even after Harry's subtle hints of reasons why she should break up with him, Hermione would never catch on…
"Please Ron!" Hermione pleaded practically screaming.
"NO! I already told you that I'm not ready to meet your parents!" Ron screamed back.
The two were arguing because Hermione thought by this time point in their relationship Ron should actually meet her parents, but he kept arguing back saying that he met them when he was twelve. Being the logical one she is, Hermione kept telling him that it doesn't count.
The couple was sitting in a park with the birds chirping and the sun shining, but it seemed whenever Ron and Hermione got into an argument, all the beautiful things around them would run away avoiding their madness.
"When are you going to be freaking ready?" Hermione asked standing maliciously over a cowering Ron.
Ron softened his eyes. "I've never met a girl's parents before. I'm just really nervous."
Hermione also softened her expression and sat back down on the park bench. "I'm sorry Ron. I didn't realize that you'd be nervous." Ron pushed a stray strand of hair out of her face, and she continued. "If you really are having problems with this, then ask someone to help you out. Perhaps Harry, he and my father are friends."
Ron stopped all motions and furrowed his eyebrows. Hermione noticed his sudden hesitation and stared him in his eyes. Ron started to stutter his words. "Wh-what do-o you m-mean Harry and your father are good friends?"
Shrugging Hermione answered. "You remember, after the war Harry helped me find my parents in Australia. Well Harry and my father really hit it off when they met, officially.
"Well where was I during that time?" Ron asked turning red.
Hermione cocked her eyebrow. "You were in mourning with your family, remember?"
"Oh." Ron murmured.
The two were silent after this. Hermione watched the children play on the play structure thinking of one day taking one of her children here to play. Ron on the other hand was thinking of his lunch the Hermione had yet to buy him. He was also thinking of his jealousy of Harry, lately Hermione has been talking an awful lot of him. But was she talking sense when she said that Harry could help him out with her dad? She's Hermione! Of course she was talking sense.
"Hermione, I think I'm going to talk to Harry about being my wingman."
Instantly Hermione's face broke out in a white smile. "Excellent! I'll drop you off over at Grimmauld Place right now!" She exclaimed enthusiastically jumping up from her seat.
"Right now?" Ron asked confused.
"Yes! Now hurry!" Hermione pulled Ron's arm sliding him off the bench and dragging him after her towards the Apparition point.
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"Kreacher do you mind fetching me my death eater report?" Harry asked his house elf that afternoon. Harry was rushing around trying to get all his papers in order since he was called to the Auror office on an emergency call.
"Would master like me to get his cloak?" Kreacher asked as he handed Harry his papers.
Before the wizard could answer the elf, the doorbell rang. "Yeah go get my cloak, I'll go answer the door." Kreacher nodded at his master's request and left the room while Harry headed towards the door.
Standing outside in the cool spring air stood Hermione and Ron. It wasn't that Harry wasn't glad to see them; it was just that he had to leave to get to the ministry soon. "Hey guys." He greeted flatly. "I'm sorry but I can't talk right now. I got a call from the Aurors and they need me A.S.A.P. Can whatever you need to talk to me about wait a couple of hours?" he questioned folding his arms. Seeing Hermione on the arm of Ron wasn't a pleasant picture for Harry to be looking at right now.
Hermione's face was expressionless as she stared up at Harry, but Ron's looked nervous. "Sorry mate, but this can't wait. May we come in?" Ron asked taking a step forward towards the inside of the house.
Harry groaned but pulled them inside anyway. "Fine guys but make this fast, got it?" His two friends nodded, so Harry led them into the living room. Kreacher must have suspected there was company over because he came into the room with a tray of tea. "Thank you Kreacher." Harry mumbled taking the tray away and then dismissing the elf.
"He's gotten a lot better since the war, hasn't he?" Hermione asked creating small talk.
Harry chuckled. "Yeah, he's less of a butthead and actually pretty helpful around here." Hermione smiled at Harry. Harry stared back happily. "You know Kreacher has been asking about you." Harry said after their moment, raising his eyebrows. "He hasn't seen you since last year, and personally you have always been his favorite person. You know, after he got over you being muggle born and all that prejudice stuff."
Hermione smiled again and answered. "I've missed him to. It's been a while since I've been around house elves. We don't get to see them often over at the bookstore in Diagon Alley." She added with a slight chuckle.
Harry laughed with her back as they enjoyed their small moment of their inside joke. Ron, sitting there awkwardly decided it was high time to remind Harry that he was still there. "Ahem." He coughed catching his friend's attention. Once their eyes were curiously set upon him he spoke. "Harry, Hermione wants me to meet her parents, but I haven't met a girl's parents before so we were thinking that since you are close with her dad that you would help me out and become my wingman for the evening." Hermione nodded quickly and stared at Harry with hopeful eyes.
It broke Harry's heart to hear this and to see Hermione's eyes, but as the saying goes 'If you love someone set them free, if they come back their yours, if they don't, they were never yours to begin with.' Harry finally choked out, "Sure. I'll do it. When's this um, dinner thing?" he asked spitting his words out.
"Tonight. Can you make it?" Hermione wondered softly.
Harry reluctantly nodded. "Of course anything to help you guys out. I'll be there around six o' clock sound good?"
"Yes! Thank you Harry so much! You probably just saved us!" Hermione exclaimed lunging towards Harry giving him a tight hug.
Feeling her soft skin and smelling her beautiful scent made Harry start to drift off to his happy place that is until Ron pulled Hermione away. "Well thanks Harry, see you tonight." Ron said. Harry could have sworn he was scowling as he said this though. But of course, Hermione missed this small detail as she waved goodbye and she and Ron left the house.
"What have I done?" Harry wondered out loud still staring at the door that his friends just left from.
Kreacher came up behind him holding his worn out cloak. "Master better get to his office before he gets in trouble with Shacklebolt. I'll prepare your things for this evening." He said knowingly. Kreacher was always one step ahead of everyone else it bugged Harry at times but at this moment he didn't care much. So he silently thanked the elf and glided out the door.
"Mr. Potter do you have your report for me today?" Shacklebolt asked Harry once Harry had entered his office.
"Yes, it's right here. Now what was that emergency call about?" Harry wondered standing still with his hands behind his back.
Shacklebolt looked up curiously at him over his glasses. "Emergency call? I did not send you one. What is the meaning of this?" Shacklebolt boomed furiously.
"Relax sir!" Harry said trying to calm down the big man. "It was probably just a office joke sent in by Draco Malfoy or something. Still can't stand that man." Harry added under his breath.
But Shacklebolt heard what he said. "Now Potter, Malfoy was indeed a death eater but he's under the ministries custody. He won't be doing anything bad for a long time. Just trust us that we can handle him, alright?" Shacklebolt said seriously.
Harry groaned. "Yes sir."
"Now onto other matters, I feel as you have done an excellent job here so I'm going to reward you with the rest off the week off. I will fill your job while your away, so go home and enjoy yourself, go meet someone. I've noticed you've been acting depressed lately so I don't want this impacting your work, fix your problems and hopefully by the end of the week you'll be well rested and happier. Now you are dismissed." Shacklebolt said. Then he waved his wand and the door flew open.
Harry sighed, of all the days he could have gotten a day off it had to be today. Secretly Harry wanted an excuse not to make it to the dinner tonight, but now he was forced to go. Harry glumly left his boss's office and slowly left the ministry.
Tonight was going to be hard, especially if Harry was trying to make Ron look good. Hopefully Hermione's parents would see through Ron's perfect boyfriend act and not approve of him. Well, a dude could always hope right?
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That's it for chapter one. Review this story and tell me if you guys like it so far and want to hear more. Compliments are appreciated ;) Thanks! –SR7