Hermione Before Hogwarts

"Hermione!" Sara Granger yelled. "Breakfast!"

Annoyed, Hermione went down stairs. "Why now? I was busy!"

"As much as I hate to say Hermione, homework can wait!" John Granger exclaimed.

Hermione took up a seat next to her father. She reached for a piece of toast and started gulping it down.

"Chew! Chew!" Sara told her daughter, shaking her head. "Kids!"

"What's the hurry?" John asked.

"Busy-need-fast-busy." Was all he got.

John rolled his eyes and started on his own toast.

There was a flap as the letterbox was pushed open.

"Hermione, be a good girl and get the post," Sara said.

"I am eleven you know!" Hermione snapped, but she went to get the post anyway.

"Dad, dad, dad, mum, mum, me and me!" Hermione said, dropping the letters on the table. She flipped over the first letter for her and opened it. "It's from Callie, she went to Disneyland!" Callie was Hermione's best friend.

Hermione flipped over the second letter, and looked at it, it was written on parchment!

She opened it and read:

Dear Miss. Granger,

You have been accepted to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. A teacher will be round later today speak to your parents.

M. McGonagall

Deputy headmistress.

"Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry?" she repeated.

"What?" John asked, taking the letter from Hermione.

"Oh fuck!" he exclaimed.

"JOHN!"

John passed the letter to Sara, who, as soon as she read it, fainted.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Hermione went to get it.

"Hello." There was a woman in black robes and a pointed hat standing at the door. " I'm Professor McGonagall, I need to speak to your mother and father.

Hermione stepped aside to let her in. "In the dinning room, mother's fainted, by the way."

McGonagall smiled. "Very well." She handed Hermione a book called So, you know you're a witch? "It should help you come to terms with this matter, go up to your bedroom and read it, I need to speak to your father, and possibly your mother, alone."

* * *

"Miss. Granger!"

Hermione ran down the stairs, book under her arm. "Yes Professor?" she asked.

"You're going to have to come with me, your mother and father do not agree, so you'll have to come with me. Pack a few things, and be quick, I've only knocked them out with a simple spell."

Amazed, Hermione ran back upstairs to pack, she wrote two notes one to mother and father:

Mum, dad,

I'll see you soon!

Love Hermione xxx

The second one was to Callie:

Callie!

Look, I have to go to a boarding school, I'll probably see you at Christmas.

Hermy.

* * *

"Now, out, quick!"

Hermione rushed out if Madam Malkins robes, with a package of school robes.

"Right, next Ollivanders, we need to get your wand!" McGonagall said, pushing Hermione into the shop.

* * *

Hermione had tried out many wands, but the one for her was beech, unicorn tail, fifteen inches.

She gulped and ran though the wall, as professor McGonagall had told her to.

"Wow!"

She climbed onto the train called the 'Hogwarts Express'.

* * *

"Hello, my names Neville, can you help me? I've lost a toad," said a round-faced boy who had just came into the compartment.

Hermione sighed, she was reading Hogwarts, a history for the third time. She put the book down and got up to help the boy look. "I'm Hermione Granger, you take the left compartments and I'll take the right ones.

She opened a door, there were tow boys in there, a rat, and a whole load of sweets.

"Have you seen a toad? A boy called Neville's lost one."

She asked.

The boy with jet-black hair and glasses shook his head.

The one with red hair ignored her, he had his wand out.

"Your doing magic? Let's see then!" she said, inviting herself into the compartment and sitting down opposite the boy with glasses.

The red haired boy waved the wand and said: "Butter daises, sunshine mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!"

Nothing happened.

"Is that a real spell?" Hermione quizzed. "Well, it's not very good is it?"

The boy with the glasses hair moved, Hermione saw a scar.

"Holy cricket! You're Harry Potter!" she exclaimed. "I'm Hermione Granger! And you are?" She looked at the boy with red hair. "Ron Wesley."

"Pleasure. You two better get into your robes, I expect we'll get there soon." Hermione left to go to the next carriage.

FIN