Hermione Granger woke up on a normal day in her normal house, in a normal town. Yet while everything around her is normal, she was anything but. Things seem to happen around her that no one can explain - except for her friend. The friend she had told no one about, not that she had anyone to tell to begin with. She's hated by her peers because of her intelligence, even now at the age of nine. She can't get through a single school day without taking a beating from one of her classmates. Her parents don't care what happens to her as long as she gets a good job and earns enough money to send them to a nice retirement home.
Maybe that's why she was drawn to him; he cared about what was happening to her. Or maybe it was because he was another outsider, though only within his family. Yes he looks like the rest of his family - red hair, pale skin, freckles and blue eyes - but he doesn't act like the rest of his family. His brother in my year is a moron yet he seems to know the answer to all the questions people ask him. His twin is a clown, and though he acts like one in public he believes the jokes to be immature. His next oldest brother is work obsessed and thinks he's more important than others but he is the most humble boy I've ever met. His second oldest brother works with dragons and has his head stuck in the clouds, whilst he only looks at reality no matter how bleak it may be. He's probably most like his eldest brother but with one difference. His brother thinks family is all you need whereas he believes that only those that earn his loyalty should be the ones he cares about.
How she earned his loyalty is anyone's guess. She often finds herself thinking back to the first time that they had met. She had been walking home a year ago, having thought she had escaped a beating for the day, when she was pulled down an alley. There were three boys who she had recognised as being from the secondary school a street away from where her school is. It turned out that they wanted her to pay for showing up their little sisters in class and started to shove her around. When she refused to cry out they started to become rougher until Hermione couldn't stand it anymore. What happened next had confused her before he had explained to her what she is. All she remembered is wanting them to stop and leave her alone when they just turned and walked away. Only once she was sure they were gone did she let herself break down and cry. That was how he saw her, a bawling mess. But what had made their meeting even stranger was the words he spoke to her before he ran to catch up with his brothers.
"You're a witch."