Hermione Wonders

A Harry Potter Story.

Chapter 1:

It was a cold, dark, silent night in winter; and Hermione Granger was lay in bed wondering. Wondering about a lot of things. Things that confused her. Things that intrigued her. Things which downright irritated her.

Although she had read many books, much more than that of your average eleven year old, there were some things that could not be found in books. Some things, which were maybe mentioned, but never fully explained, because nobody really had the answers.

This deeply annoyed Hermione. She thought that reading all they books in the library in record time would teach her everything she wanted to know about magic, but she soon learnt that this was certainly not the case.

At first she decided to try and forget about these things, as they were distracting her from her school work, and were causing her to achieve above average levels, rather than exceptional ones. However, this was proving more difficult by the day. It was getting to the point where she couldn't sleep, as she so wanted this information. (This is Hermione we're on about, after all!)

She decided that she couldn't hold it in any longer, she just had to know. She got out of bed, pulled on her dressing gown, and made her way out of the dormitory and into the common room, climbed out of the portrait hole, and made her way to Professor McGonagall's room.

'This is crazy.' She thought to herself. 'What am I playing at, waking up a teacher in the middle of the night to ask a few silly questions?' Her head told her that she'd get into trouble, and that it was an awful idea, that she should go and get back in bed right away and go to sleep; but somehow her legs continued to carry her right the way to McGonagall's office, and automatically, her fist knocked on the door.