Well this is Harry Potter and the Philosophers stone following Hermione instead of Harry. Enjoy and please review. Please read past this Chapter, this one mainly just sets the scene if you get past it it will get better.

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Chapter 1: The First Owl

The Grangers lived in sixty-four Swallow drive Merithorough, a town about twenty minutes away from London. Mr and Mrs Granger were dentists in London and their only child, Herimione, attended the Channel Academy in London.

Hermione was, to put it lightly, a scholar, she had wild bushy and uncontrollable brown hair. She was the top of her year at school and had been since she began there. Hermione loved school; she loved the classes, the information, learning new things. However, she didn't have many friends. To most students she was just the bossy know it all or the girl with her nose always in a book.

Even though she didn't have any good friends, Hermione was content. She didn't really want a close friend, someone who may notice, and then tell everyone else, the strange things that happened around Hermione.

She didn't know why, but whenever Hermione was particularly angry, or upset, or even happy sometimes, strange things happened. She'd been lucky enough to be able to pass them off as not being her fault. Hermione never showed her emotions very much, so even when she was feeling angry and something happened, there was no way anyone could trace it back to her.

"Hermione!" Mrs Granger yelled up the stairs, "We need to leave for school in ten minutes." Hermione was an organized girl and of course, she was already ready. She bounded down the stairs for her final week of her sixth year at school.

It was nearly June and the summer holidays would begin, giving Hermione a three month break before she had to return to school for her seventh year. Hermione was one of the oldest students in her year, she would turn twelve only nineteen days after the commencement of term, on September 19th.

Today Hermione was feeling particularly happy; as this was her last week she would have to spend at the Channel Primary Academy. Most students who attended would move up to the Channel Secondary Academy for young Ladies, along with students who had left their Primary schools and were having private education. Not Hermione though, for she would be moving to Ingalls Girls College.

Ingalls Girls College was a selective secondary school in London, they only took sixty students a year, and they had to go through all sorts of application process's to be accepted. Hermione would fit in at Ingalls; she would be around other girls her age who also liked to study and to read.

Although Hermione didn't want a good friend so that she wouldn't be noticed, she also didn't want to stand out either. Standing out from the crowd was the reason that Hermione's secret had been so close to being found out so many times, because people noticed it when you were different, when you behaved differently to the others around you.

On this particular Monday morning Hermione was doing something that she usually forbid, something that she spent her life trying to control so as to avoid these shenanigans, she allowed her emotions to take over. Just at the thought of leaving the Channel, she became insanely happy. Something that was incredibly dangerous. Although she hid her emotions so that no one could see how happy she really was, she knew that something would happen today.

Hermione climbed into the car with her mother and father and they drove into London. We passed Kings Cross stations, a whole lot of shops including one named Purge and Dowse Ltd that was closed for refurbishment. Never in all the years that she'd lived there had she seen that place open. It was by far the shabbiest shop on the street.

Finally they drove up in front of a grand looking building. The Channel Academy. Hermione knew that seeing as her mood was out of control, she wouldn't be able to control it if something made her angry and then there would be consequences. But she just loved the Idea of being out of there.

Class started in a usual fashion, Hermione entered the classroom and sat down at her desk with her book and began to read, and the other students laughed and called her the usual names and as usual didn't care. However, things started to get interesting when class started.

"Okay class, quiet down now please." Professor Jordan walked into the classroom, a smile playing on her lips. "As you all know, this is the last week of term, and next term you will not only be entering your seventh year of schooling, but you will be moving to secondary school. Now I believe that most of you will be continuing onto the Channel Secondary Academy, however there is one student who will be leaving us." At that statement, all the students looked around the class, wondering who was going. "Hermione Granger, had been accepted at Ingalls Girls College, now I'm sure that everyone here will all be sad to see Miss Granger go, but will wish her the best of luck at this selective school."

There was a spattering applause around the room and everyone was turning to their friends and rolling their eyes, as if to day, 'what a surprise!' This did not surprise Hermione, it embarrassed her a little, but surprised, no. She was keeping up her perfect charade of ignoring them until one particular girl made a comment.

"Of course Hermione," she spat the name with Venom, "got into Ingalls, her nose is never out of a book. It's not as if she has any natural talent." Hermione looked round to see Annette Bishop smirking from across the room. This was too much, her charade slipped and she blushed out of embarrassment.

Just as she was recovering from this slip, Annette added something else. "Of course, I'm surprised that she's able to study at all, wouldn't her hair get in the way? It does look like a birds nest after all. It must be where she hides notes during exams…" She never got to finish her sentence, as that was just going to far. Insulting her was one thing, but Hermione wouldn't take being called a liar or a cheat. She stood up; the class stared at her in shock and anticipation. Annette looked too shocked to continue her sentence, Hermione never stood up for herself, she usually just ignored the jibes. But not this time, this time, at the end of her career at the Channel Primary Academy, she was going to say something.

Hermione's rage was, for the first time, apparent on her face, but before she began her sentence a gust of wind swept through the room, and Hermione knew how to control it too. The wind went blew her hair around her face and made her look intimidating, she didn't dare to let herself speak, she didn't know what she would say, she hadn't stood up for herself in six years, what would she say now? Instead, she just walked out of the classroom and into the hallway.

As she left the wind that was in the classroom followed her, blowing papers all over the place as she went. The teachers stuck their heads out of the doors and got a shock when all they saw was papers blowing madly and Hermione storming out.

She knew that the school would call her parents, Professor Jordan had seen the incident, and surely she wouldn't be in too much trouble. She sat on the ground in the corner of the courtyard and cried. By now the wind had died down, she just sat there and sobbed until she felt an arm around her shoulders and looked up and saw her mothers kind eyes looking into hers.

She stood up and cried in her mothers arms. Hermione had never let her parents know about the snide comments that she endured every day at school, mainly because normally they didn't bother her.

That was the day that Hermione Granger left The Channel Primary Academy, she didn't wait until the end of the week. There was no point; she was already accepted into the most prestigious school in London, where she would be headed next term.

For the rest of the week, Hermione distracted herself by immersing herself in study. She read up on the material that she felt may come up next year in the subjects that she was taking. She memorized all of her textbooks and could recite each chapter by heart. For the rest of the week, Hermione didn't think at all about the disastrous incident at school.

Finally the Holidays came round, but unlike most people, Hermione didn't stop studying, she continued until she knew everything that they would be covering that year. By the end of the first week Hermione had run out of material to study for school and was back to studying general things from the books she borrowed from the library.

It was at the end of the First week, that the Owls began to arrive.

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