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"Hermione Granger," Professor McGonagall called out, smiling at me as I passed her. My hands were clammy and sweaty. I was extremely nervous, an old brown hat was going to tell me my home for the next seven years. I cautiously journeyed the twenty steps to the chair on which the hat was sitting. Professor McGonagall placed the hat on my head right after I sat on the chair. For some reason, my mind kept thinking about continental drift and oceanic plates. Then all of a sudden I heard a voice in my head.
"Hmmm, interesting you are very good at literacy and languages meaning Ravenclaw would do you good, but there is a block on some of your memories," the voice said in a scratchy voice.
"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.
"I mean that some of your memories have been erased," the voice answered kindly.
"Can you remove the block?" I asked.
"Already did, and I have two things tell you first, your name is not Hermione Granger your name is Hermione Black. You were adopted when you were two, in February. The second is that you were separated from your intended, Draco Malfoy," The hat said.
"That is a lot to take in," I said.
"I know that is why I am putting you in Slytherin," the hat said to me before calling out,
"Slytherin, Hermione Black!" The whole room erupted into chaos. I slowly walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down.