Title: I'm With You
Author: Melly
Rating: G?-PG? I dunno! Lol PG-13 for my bad language.
Date: July 22, 2002
Disclaimer: Uh, Harry Potter is not mine *sigh* but then again I don't want him, I want Draco *evil grin* Oof. *gets kick in head* Sowwy! It's J.K. Rowlings that lucky thang!
Chapter 1.
"Mione!" came her mother's voice up the stair well and into Hermione Granger's room on the second floor. "Mail's come and there's a message for you from school."
Only something like that could get the 16 year old out of bed on this warm, sunny Saturday morning. She glanced at her bedside table, 8:30 am. Ooof! Too early! But a letter from Hogwarts? This was what she had been waiting for all summer, to see what the parchment would say.
Bang, bang, bang! Came the heavy footsteps as her rumbled down the stairs, laden heavy with sleep. Hermione slouched into her spot at the kitchen table, facing the huge picture window, between her mother and father and poured herself a small bowl of Cheerios to please her mother.
Of course her mother wouldn't buy the good kind of cereal, the stuff that basically couldn't be classified as cereal but more along the lines of just plain sugar. Added the fact that she hated eating breakfast and the morning was shaping up quite nicely. Finishing her last bite of the soggy O's she dropped her spoon in the bowl of brown milk and glanced up at her mother with an expectant face.
"Well?" she demanded. Her father John Granger glanced over the morning paper he was reading and chuckled. This was his wife's way of bribing Hermione to eat breakfast on Monday morning's when the mail came. Eat first, mail second.
Mrs. Elizabeth Granger grinned and then pulled the brown envelope from her shirt pocket and handed it to Hermione from across the table, who snatched it and took off across the house on her now long legs.
Bang, bang bang! Went her footsteps across the family room, through the porch where a yelp from Crookshanks was heard and a crooning of apologizing and then the front door slamming as she took off across the yard.
"Is that girl ever going to stop making so much noise?" Mrs. Granger grumbled as she finished her spreading jam on her toast.
"Give her time Beth. You know she has grown 4 inches this summer. Give her time to adjust to things, she's becoming a woman." Came his soft reply.
"That's what I'm afraid of." Mrs. Granger softly whispered as she watched her only daughter take off across the yard and into the bushes.
Chapter 2"Mrrrroooow!" Cranshooks complained at the height from Hermione's shoulder he looked over.
"We're almost there luv." Hermione comforting voice came and finally there were at the top. Exactly 15 steps up the old tree and into her tree house, Hermione carried the letter and Cranshooks. Settling on a worn bean bag in the corner, she petted her faithful companion until his purring settled and he was asleep and only then fingered the letter. The familiar Hogwarts crest rested on the back, soon becoming 2 pieces as she sliced the back open with her finger nail.
Dear Ms. Hermione Granger,
The new Hogwarts school year will commence on the 2nd of September, of the year 2002. The train from platform 9 ¾ will leave promptly on the hour of 9 am.
She moaned after reading that bit. That meant she had to be up at at least 7.
Along with careful reviewing of your behavior and schoolwork of the past 6 years, you have been chosen to be a perfect for the house of Slytherin. Congratulations, we are looking forwards to your arrival. The first perfect meeting will take place in Professor Snape's office immediately after you arrive.
Greetings,
Hogwarts School of Magic
Hermione stared in confusement at the letter in her lap.
Perfect? Expected
For Slytherin? What the hell!?!?
Must be a typo or something, she though waving the feeling away and poking Cranshooks awake. No way would she ever be in Slytherin.