I was reading a fanfiction where Hermione was the Girl Who Lived and decided to try my hand at my own version. Hermione has no other family in this story so the Blood Wards don't apply to her.
Prologue
The sound of a crying baby echoed through the night air. All was silent after a loud crash. Slowly, people were beginning to come out of their homes and wailing sirens were coming closer.
A single house in the little village was now lying on the ground, debris surrounding the still, partially there foundations. Two people weaving through the crowds carefully concealed the sticks they were carrying. They looked at each other through the crowd and edged closer.
They quickly approached the house, joining another group that was already there and digging through the rubble to find the child that they could hear crying.
"There's too many Muggles here to use magic." One of the figures, a tall man with black hair and grey eyes, whispered.
"Then we act like Muggles. I'm just glad we managed to vanish the Dark Mark before they saw." His companion, a sandy haired man replied.
"Wait, I saw the rubble move." The first man hissed, pointing.
The two men hurried over and dug through the wood, brick and other debris.
A baby girl peered up at them with wild, terrified brown eyes and a fresh, lightning shaped cut on her forehead.
"Shh, we've got you." The sandy haired man whispered as he scooped the baby into his arms.
The little girl latched on and held on tight. The man's scent of chocolate and cinnamon was comforting and the reminded the infant somewhat of her mother.
"Uh oh, here come the Police." The second man sighed.
"You found her." The woman officer smiled.
"Yes, and we've come to take her somewhere safe." The sandy haired man replied.
The male officer eyed them with suspicion. "And you are?"
"Her godparents." The first man answered, smiling in as friendly a manner as he could.
"We need to get her checked out and check that you are who you say you are." The male officer said, reaching for the baby who pushed herself further into the man who held her.
"Confundus." A light shot from the stick the black haired man had concealed in his pocket.
The officers stood there for a moment before smiling at the two men. "Everything seems to be in order. You can take her home now." The woman grinned.
"Thank you officer." The men nodded and left the house.
"That was risky, Sirius." The sandy haired man snarled as they walked away.
"I had to do it, Remus. Their records now show that little Hermione Granger was taken in by her godparents. Let's get out of here and find somewhere safe." The black haired man replied.
With that, the two men and the little baby disappeared with a crack.
Please Read and Review. I hope you enjoyed this prologue. I have pre-written two chapters so far, and I have a pretty good idea about the third. The story will mainly follow the seventh book/film but with a few differences.