That hadn't stopped certain.... realities from becoming misconstrued once Hermione had tearfully rambled through her side of the story. Upon hearing that his only daughter, his little girl, had been shacking up for months in a tent.... with two boys, no less..... Mr. Granger had appeared in danger of popping a vessel. And also wanting to have a gentleman's go at Ron; between wands and fists (even though Ron wouldn't have dared to use magic as defense unless as a last resort), Hermione wasn't altogether sure who would win that bout. Ron had grown into a truly talented wizard, but Daddy had boxed at Oxford – home videotapes attested that her father still carried a mean right hook. She had felt the need to move between the two most important men in her life and insist that nothing had gone on untoward.