To Live Mundane
Kokey
Disclaimer: Not mine, J.k. rowling owns these beautiful patented creations.
Prologue: Oh, What We Have Sacrificed
It seemed as if the mere existence of Hogwarts had become mundane within itself. Every year it was the same routine; same train, same friends, same matters, same troubled concerns. Nothing had changed in seven years. As impossible as this may seem to any human being, it's actually more possible than the human mind can comprehend. It was happening to Hermione Jane granger at that very moment. Returning to Hogwarts was a yearly occurring stage of déjà vu.
The same friends… "Mione'! There you are. Harry and I've been waiting for you for over an hour…crazy place London…" Oh, the simplicity.
The same train… "Come on, hurry up, dear. You won't want to miss the train. It wouldn't be a good way to begin you're final year…and Head Girl! Percy was head boy, you know…" Oh, the sorrow.
The same matters… "So, mudblood. We'll be sharing quarters this year, wont we? Yes, I guess we'll have to be relatively civil…if not to set an example…then to keep what's left of our sanity…" Oh, the suffering.
And the same, exact troubled concerns… "Hey, cast a silencing charm on that door, will you? Yours are stronger than mine. Last night, I felt it again. He's angry, he's hurt, and he wants revenge. I think we were wrong…I don't think its over just yet." Oh, the fear.
It was ridiculous. The things that used to interest Hermione about magic no longer made any sense. It was obvious that there was another element to the mystery of magic, one that she could not learn from sneaking books out of the restricted section of the library. One that she could not understand from any extensive amount of Professor Snape's lectures. One that could only be understood via the minds ability to understand the inexplicable, and still be normal.
Two nights before entering her final year at Hogwarts School For Whitchcraft and Wizardry, even before packing her trunk, and attempting to find her favorite book, she sat…and she thought. Thought about how much another year of the same repetitive, mundane actions would be a complete waste of seven years. Somewhere, she had to break the code. Somehow she had to start over. Someway…she'd make her last year at Hogwart's hers. Not a compilation of the lives of everyone else. Things would change this year…boy, would they change.
Authors Note: I'm back everyone. I've been gone for a year now…and I have new ideas, and new stories just pouring out of the tips of my fingers. Parcheesi is now on temporary hiatus. Please review…I can take all the encouragement I can get.