A/N - RED!

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You've Got A Girl At Home And Everybody Knows That

(Girl At Home - Red - 2012)

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"Hey, Granger!"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Why would I wan to go on a date with a foul, arrogant git?"

"Ouch. I won't stop trying!"

"Do shut up. And anyway, aren't you dating Marlene McKinnon?"

"No..."

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Hermione grimaced at the outfit in front of her. A yellow micro-mini skirt and a red spaghetti-strap top. Disgraceful. Far too revealing. Hermione sighed and put it on - Merlin knows what Lily would do if she didn't wear it.

Donning her new outfit and orange heels, Hermione apparated to where she and Lily were supposed to meet up.

"Hermione Jean Granger! You look gorgeous!"

Hermione smiled, "Surely I did before?"

"Of course, of course you did. But, you look even better. Give us a twirl."

Hermione gave the redhead a look - the 'Are-You-Crazy?!?!' look - and spun around.

"Beautiful. Come on! We're going to be late!"

Hermione laughed and ran - which was difficult in her shoes - after the other witch.

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The party was fun - but you could guess that, the Marauders being the hosts and all.

"You look beautiful."

Hermione turned and saw Potter, smirking at her. No, smiling at her, like she was a fond, lost memory.

She glared at him, "Do shut up."

"But it's the truth!"

"Please don't stare."

"Whyever not?"

"You've got a girl at home and everybody knows that."

James frowned, "Have you been living under a rock?"

Hermione scowled.

"Me and Marlene called it quits ages ago! She wanted Sirius and..."

"Go on."

"I wanted you."

Hermione's frown ceased, she wrapped her arms around his neck and then...

Then, they kissed.

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"Why do you want to know, sweetheart?"

"I'm 14! I need to know how Dad wooed you so I have a method!" Harry cried.

"Not here, please! There are children," Lily shouted, pressing her hands to her sister's ears.

"We're both 17!" Marlene growled.

"Um...James, love! You are required!" Hermione called. She turned to her son, "Why do you 'need a method'?"

His cheeks flushed, "Um..."

"Who is it?"

"Luna Lovegood..."

Hermione nodded, whispered something into James' ear and sat with her daughters. James left the room and came back with a cassette tape and player.

"This son, is how  'wooed' your mother. Your Aunt Lily recorded it, so you can blame the bad quality on her."

Harry laughed as his sisters sat next to him and his mother joined James.

Hermione was wearing red and yellow, house pride and all, wearing her hair in a braid. Her cheeks were flushed and she was collapsed on a chair.

"You look beautiful," James said, coming up to her and laying her feet on his lap.

"Do shut up."

He smiled, "It's the truth."

"Please don't stare."

"Why not?"

Whatever Hermione said was muffled by Lily yelling. The camera turned back to James and Hermione.

"Have you been living under a rock? M and Marlene called it quits ages ago! She wanted Sirius and I..." he swallowed nervously, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Go on," Hermione started to sit up.

"I wanted you."

Hermione wrapped her arms around James' neck and their lips met.

"What did you say when Aunt Lily was yelling?"

"You've got a girl at home and everybody knows that," Hermione answered softly.

Harry nodded, "So, Dad's methods are weird."

Hermine smiled, "Very."

"Oi! I'm right here you know!" James called out.

"Do shut up," Lily and Marlene said, creepily in unison, they probably practised it - which Harry understood, they were twins after all, they did everything together.

James groaned, "I'm stuck with three Hermione's!"

Mum turned to him, "Do you have a problem with there being any Hermione's?"

He shook his head, she nodded.

Harry smiled, his family was crazy.

And he loved it!