A:N Hey Harry Potter Fans! This is my first ever fanfic and I hope you like it. This chapter may be short, but if I continue it, the chapters should hopefully get longer.I really hope that you like it and all reviews are welcome, apart from flames. I'll take constructive crititism and prasies and I'll answer any questions. Enjoy!

The Letter

Hermione Granger was not a normal girl. She was, in fact, a witch and a rather brilliant one at that. Hermione Granger was also not a stupid girl. In fact, she was quite the opposite. Top of the year in all her six years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and was because of her seemingly never ending thirst for knowledge. So, instead of being normal (which we already know she isn't) and spending all her time outside doing what people of her age do, you would find Hermione sprawled on the grass in her garden. She appeared to be reading Hogwarts: A History for the tenth or eleventh time while basking in the summer heat. But in reality, she was actually thinking, not an uncommon thing for Hermione. She was thinking about her years at Hogwarts. There was her first year when she made friends with Ron Weasely and Harry Potter (the Boy-Who-Lived) after the saved her from a mountain troll, and then later on helped Harry defeat Professor Quirell, who was being possessed by none other than Lord Voldemort (You-Know-Who/He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named) and stopping him from getting The Philosophers Stone which made the Elixir of Life which made the drinker immortal and would turn any metal into gold. In her second year..... well you probably know about all six of their years, don't you? But there was a pattern. The always seemed to be the center of all the great adventures which always, always involved them getting into danger. It seemed impossible for them to get a normal year at their school, which in itself, was the opposite of normal, abnormal you could call it if your were some certain Muggles we all know and hate. Then Hermione's thoughts drifted to how she had changed in the three weeks of summer. Her hair had finally calmed down and now hung in loose curls down to her mid-back. She had developed in her womanly areas and know she felt her body had finally reached her age and took form of a young woman (which she really was as she hadn't long turned seventeen, which was an adult in the Wizarding World). Hermione was also becoming greatly prepared to have to leave a certain place in an instant. She had taken to carrying her trunk (which contained her most important books, her robes and other necessities) around in her pocket (she had shrank it) and never going anywhere without her wand. Hermione was so deep in thought that she hadn't noticed the owl that had landed by her. She only realised it was there when it started pecking on her fingers. "OW!" she hissed. She quickly untied the letter from the owls leg and as soon as it was untied, the owl took flight. Hermione stared at the letter. The envelope was blank at it felt like there was practically nothing inside of it. After spending years with harry and Ron, Hermione couldn't help but open the letter curiously. Hermione peered inside and saw that there was nothing there apart from a layer of sand at the bottom. She tipped he sand onto her hand and suddenly she was falling, falling into darkness......

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