There once was a maiden who lived in the Southern tip of England. She had once lived in Ireland and her family was a group of unconventional wizards. They had moved to England when her older sister had been proclaimed a witch. Her parents only didn't care about Hermione. On the eve of her 11th birthday her parents abandoned her and left her in the care of two muggles, the Grangers. She didn't know these two people at all and she didn't really trust them. Although her parents didn't really give her much of a choice in the matter as soon as she ascended the steps of the house in Little Whinging the car sped off down the road. She turned when she heard the engine revving and couldn't help but gasp.
Mrs. Granger opened the door and said "You must be Hermione come on in." I stepped into the foyer and immediately I felt at home. Just as I was reveling in that Mr. Granger walked in. "Hello you must be Hermione nice to meet you I am sorry about your parents. Would you like me to bring you to your room so you can unpack and get settled in?" "Sure that would be great." "Good then you can come and have some supper with us." Mr. Granger led me up the stairs down a hallway and to the second door on the right. "Here is your room the bathroom is across the hall and me and Mrs. Granger's room is at the end of the hallway if you need anything just let me know. As he closed the door behind him Hermione took the time to gaze about the room. The bed sat directly in the center of the room and was made of mahogany it is a four poster bed on the right side is a mahogany nightstand with elaborate carvings. The carvings are of roses, poppies, and wine grapes on their vines. The bedside lamp that sits atop the nightstand is carved with wrought iron grapes that trail all the way up to the fixture. On the left wall is a four-paned window with a window seat. A wardrobe lies along the same wall and also has wood carvings of roses, poppies, and wine grapes lacing their way around the door. She thought the whole room was entirely beautiful. A desk was placed on the wall opposite the bed and it was already lain with all her favorite books. Above it were five shelves to house her most prized possessions. Placed on either end of the top shelf were two wine bottle bookends. She thought the room was extraordinary she had always wanted to go to Italy and to prove it she had a poster of the wine country in her bag. She set her luggage down on the bed and began to unpack.
The first thing she noticed when she opened her bag was everything was gone. The only things left were a picture of her and her sister Mikayla and her stuffed rabbit Flopsy. At first it looked as if everything was stolen but then she walked over to the wardrobe and opened the double doors. Everything was there and just the way she would have put it down to the very last pair of shoes. She smiled to herself, without even realizing it she had apparated the clothes into the wardrobe with immediate action. She realized that she had powers just like her sister before her even though their parents are Squibs.
They disowned her once they realized their youngest also had powers when she had started to show signs on her tenth birthday. She had been found on the roof of the house after a very difficult day at school when she had been teased for her bushy hair and large teeth. Also that year unfortunately her sister had been placed in Azkaban for trying to kill the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. The Headmistress and second in command Minerva McGonagall is the head of Gryffindor house the same house Hermione is planning to join in the fall. She is also planning to hopefully take the Granger's last name and hopefully they would adopt her as their own. They sure as hell treated her better then her own parents and she didn't want the last name Warwick any longer. As she went downstairs to dinner she was immediately greeted in a pleasing manner and with open arms. "Hermione if I may be so bold I would love to ask you if we may adopt you one of the family since clearly we really want you to be." Mrs. Granger said with a gleam in her eyes. "Mrs. Granger that would be wonderful I would be honored to be a member of the family." She said smiling. As she said this she knew once and for all this was her true family.
It has been three years since I first came to live with the Grangers. I love it here and they treat me like their own daughter. My two best friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley have offered for me to come and stay at the Burrow (Ron's house) again this summer. My parents have already agreed and I am leaving tomorrow. I already have all my stuff packed for the stay and my parents said they would see me for Christmas. I miss them already, they are so kind to me and I am forever grateful for their kindness and their generosity.