Hermione thought she was special in some way. She never was like a normal she knew. She was a was this school called Hogwarts that educated witches and wizards, people like her. She was absolutely delighted to find that she qualified for a special program that only prestigious students got into. They could only have one every year unfortunately. They didn't give exact details about it but she knew she wouldn't see her parents in about 9 years. Her mom and dad wanted her to take the offer saying Hermione not just anyone gets into these programs. Hermione had made her decision, she was going to take the offer.
"Professor Dumbledore?"
"Yes dear?"
"I think I will take the offer."
"Great you will need to pack immediately we need to get you there fast."
"Get me where?"
"You're destination, of course." His eyes wear twinkling.
Dumbledore waved his wand and everything was packed.
"We best be on our way." Dumbledore said rather cheerfully.
"Bye mom, dad." She hugged them and hurried out the door behind Dumbledore.
"Put this around your neck." Dumbledore ordered.
"You will be sent some year into the past. Have fun and remember think of the name Potter. Good luck." He smiled and waved.
The next moment she was gone.