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Note to the Reader: I don't actually know the name of the Professor that teaches Muggle Studies so I put Professor Flitwick in, k?
It was Hermione's last year at Hogwarts and she was more than ready to make the best of it. She sat quietly in Muggle Studies, surveying the room. Professor Flitwick stood at the head of the class, smiling down at them. "As this is your last year at Hogwarts, we want it to be your best, so I wanted to start you all on a little project. As this is Muggle Studies, we want to get to know a bit more about Muggles- how they get through life- though some of you may already know, having Muggle parents." He squeaked, beaming down on Hermione. "Professor Dumbledore has agreed to this project, and is fully aware of the risks. I will be handing out these forms that you must have your parent or guardian sign, and which will also entail what is to come." He raised his wand and said, "Sorium." The forms soared through the air and landed on each of their desks. "I'll give you a minute to read them and I will answer your questions, once your done."
Hermione stared down at the paper in her hand which was specifically addressed to her parents and read:
'Dear Mr. and Mrs. Granger,
This year at Hogwarts Magical School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, we are pleased to inform you that part of the magical unit, Muggle Studies, is to closely study muggles, live among them, and learn there ways. To do that, we have arranged a 2 month "field-trip" to the Muggle School, East England High, where the students will be living among muggles, acting like muggles and dressing as muggles for a period of time, studying and befriending them. Inclosed, is a permission slip which you will need to sign before your son/daughter will be entitled to participate. Thank you for your co- operation. Professor S. Flitwick.'
"Wow..." Hermione breathed, hardly daring to believe it. Though she was of muggle parentage, Hermione had never actually lived, knew or talked to any other muggles, and what little knowledge she had of them had left her head since joining Hogwarts. She read the paper over and over again, until Professor Flitwick spoke again.
"Now that you've all had a chance to read your papers, I will be here after class to answer whatever questions that you might have as our time is almost up." He explained, pointing to the magical clock above the board. "The permission slips must be in by next Wednesday."
Hermione left the class beaming. When she caught up to Ron and Harry in the crowded hallway she was almost bursting to tell them. Harry looked almost alarmed at the expression on her face, "What's up with you? You look like you've just won the lottery!" Hermione could hardly speak but she thrust the paper into his hands. "Read..." She gasped. Ron and Harry put their heads together and read through it. Ron looked up, half-envious, half- amazed. "That's sounds so... so... cool, Hermione!" Hermione grinned at him, "Yeah I know!"
Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil passed them in the hall. Lavender, who was also in Muggle Studies, beamed at the three of them. "It's going to be so awesome, huh, Hermione?" And practically skipped away. Harry stared wistfully at the paper, "Wish I had taken Muggle Studies, but then again, I've had many a bad experience with muggles." Hermione knew he was talking about the Dursleys and put a comforting arm around both his and Ron's shoulders. "Let's go to class, boys."
Two weeks later...
Hermione stood with Harry and Ron at the platform. Her bag was packed and she was so nervous and so excited she shook. "Have a great time, Hermione." Harry smiled and hugged her. "Yeah, we'll miss you." Ron said winking, and stepped forward to hug her too. In the sun, both him and Harry looked extremely good-looking, and Hermione knew she would miss them both tremendously. Two months! She thought. But she knew this was a once-in-a- lifetime chance, and it would probably never come by again. "Don't forget about me!" She blew them both kisses and hurried on to the train, her cheeks blazing.
After about 3 hours, Hermione finally felt the train slow to a stop. She had been sitting in the same compartment as Lavender and Seamus, and both of them had babbled on and on about how much fun it would be. Hermione was glad to finally be getting off the stuffy train. Stepping onto Platform 9 3/4, Hermione's legs wobbled and she tried to steady herself. She'd never been this nervous in her life. "All right class, I want you to be on your best behavior. We've had to go through quite an elaborate "story" to get the muggles to believe that we're just some visiting students from another country and you better not wreck it." Professor Flitwick winked and continued on, "Try to get through the barrier as unnoticed as possible, there will be a muggle bus waiting for us outside. Have fun all of you!" And he waved them off.
The muggle bus was shaky, and Hermione felt it would fall apart any second now. She watched as England flew by, the huge stone castles, the people, the trees, the wildlife. "Attention, we will be arriving at East England High in a few minutes. Please get ready to unload the bus." The muggle bus driver shouted from the front seat. Lavender grinned at Hermione, "I can't wait! Muggles!" Hermione tried to silence her as the bus driver gave her a few funny looks. The bus stopped very suddenly and Hermione was thrown back onto her seat. "We're here!" The bus driver announced.
The huge white building rose up quite high, but not as high as Hogwarts. A dirty, old, English flag swung moodily in the wind. They trooped single file into the school, the halls were empty and Hermione had guessed that the muggles were in class. "I wonder if they have cute muggle boys." A few girls behind Hermione whispered. Hermione sighed, she didn't care... she still had Harry and Ron... "Oh what a long two months this will be..." She though aloud as she walked through the halls.
To be continued...
I will be adding a few more chapters so don't worry people, my stories never go unfinished! Hehe!
Note to the Reader: I don't actually know the name of the Professor that teaches Muggle Studies so I put Professor Flitwick in, k?
It was Hermione's last year at Hogwarts and she was more than ready to make the best of it. She sat quietly in Muggle Studies, surveying the room. Professor Flitwick stood at the head of the class, smiling down at them. "As this is your last year at Hogwarts, we want it to be your best, so I wanted to start you all on a little project. As this is Muggle Studies, we want to get to know a bit more about Muggles- how they get through life- though some of you may already know, having Muggle parents." He squeaked, beaming down on Hermione. "Professor Dumbledore has agreed to this project, and is fully aware of the risks. I will be handing out these forms that you must have your parent or guardian sign, and which will also entail what is to come." He raised his wand and said, "Sorium." The forms soared through the air and landed on each of their desks. "I'll give you a minute to read them and I will answer your questions, once your done."
Hermione stared down at the paper in her hand which was specifically addressed to her parents and read:
'Dear Mr. and Mrs. Granger,
This year at Hogwarts Magical School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, we are pleased to inform you that part of the magical unit, Muggle Studies, is to closely study muggles, live among them, and learn there ways. To do that, we have arranged a 2 month "field-trip" to the Muggle School, East England High, where the students will be living among muggles, acting like muggles and dressing as muggles for a period of time, studying and befriending them. Inclosed, is a permission slip which you will need to sign before your son/daughter will be entitled to participate. Thank you for your co- operation. Professor S. Flitwick.'
"Wow..." Hermione breathed, hardly daring to believe it. Though she was of muggle parentage, Hermione had never actually lived, knew or talked to any other muggles, and what little knowledge she had of them had left her head since joining Hogwarts. She read the paper over and over again, until Professor Flitwick spoke again.
"Now that you've all had a chance to read your papers, I will be here after class to answer whatever questions that you might have as our time is almost up." He explained, pointing to the magical clock above the board. "The permission slips must be in by next Wednesday."
Hermione left the class beaming. When she caught up to Ron and Harry in the crowded hallway she was almost bursting to tell them. Harry looked almost alarmed at the expression on her face, "What's up with you? You look like you've just won the lottery!" Hermione could hardly speak but she thrust the paper into his hands. "Read..." She gasped. Ron and Harry put their heads together and read through it. Ron looked up, half-envious, half- amazed. "That's sounds so... so... cool, Hermione!" Hermione grinned at him, "Yeah I know!"
Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil passed them in the hall. Lavender, who was also in Muggle Studies, beamed at the three of them. "It's going to be so awesome, huh, Hermione?" And practically skipped away. Harry stared wistfully at the paper, "Wish I had taken Muggle Studies, but then again, I've had many a bad experience with muggles." Hermione knew he was talking about the Dursleys and put a comforting arm around both his and Ron's shoulders. "Let's go to class, boys."
Two weeks later...
Hermione stood with Harry and Ron at the platform. Her bag was packed and she was so nervous and so excited she shook. "Have a great time, Hermione." Harry smiled and hugged her. "Yeah, we'll miss you." Ron said winking, and stepped forward to hug her too. In the sun, both him and Harry looked extremely good-looking, and Hermione knew she would miss them both tremendously. Two months! She thought. But she knew this was a once-in-a- lifetime chance, and it would probably never come by again. "Don't forget about me!" She blew them both kisses and hurried on to the train, her cheeks blazing.
After about 3 hours, Hermione finally felt the train slow to a stop. She had been sitting in the same compartment as Lavender and Seamus, and both of them had babbled on and on about how much fun it would be. Hermione was glad to finally be getting off the stuffy train. Stepping onto Platform 9 3/4, Hermione's legs wobbled and she tried to steady herself. She'd never been this nervous in her life. "All right class, I want you to be on your best behavior. We've had to go through quite an elaborate "story" to get the muggles to believe that we're just some visiting students from another country and you better not wreck it." Professor Flitwick winked and continued on, "Try to get through the barrier as unnoticed as possible, there will be a muggle bus waiting for us outside. Have fun all of you!" And he waved them off.
The muggle bus was shaky, and Hermione felt it would fall apart any second now. She watched as England flew by, the huge stone castles, the people, the trees, the wildlife. "Attention, we will be arriving at East England High in a few minutes. Please get ready to unload the bus." The muggle bus driver shouted from the front seat. Lavender grinned at Hermione, "I can't wait! Muggles!" Hermione tried to silence her as the bus driver gave her a few funny looks. The bus stopped very suddenly and Hermione was thrown back onto her seat. "We're here!" The bus driver announced.
The huge white building rose up quite high, but not as high as Hogwarts. A dirty, old, English flag swung moodily in the wind. They trooped single file into the school, the halls were empty and Hermione had guessed that the muggles were in class. "I wonder if they have cute muggle boys." A few girls behind Hermione whispered. Hermione sighed, she didn't care... she still had Harry and Ron... "Oh what a long two months this will be..." She though aloud as she walked through the halls.
To be continued...
I will be adding a few more chapters so don't worry people, my stories never go unfinished! Hehe!