A New Adventure

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Ron Weasley or anything else having to do with J.K Rowling. If I did, I wouldn't be sneaking away from my job at moments during the day to put this up for other's enjoyment haha. The only true thing I own in this story is my idea. Roseburg is a true place and any name that isn't from Harry Potter is an actual person from my High School years like Molly. I realized after I wrote this that it was the same as Molly Weasley. This wasn't my intention considering that I had a friend named Molly in high school.

Chapter 1: A New Day

Hermione Granger awoke with a start from the strangest dream she'd ever had about talking to a tall, white-bearded man wearing brilliant blue robes and half-moon spectacles in front of a magnificent castle. As she looked across her bed at her clock radio, she groaned.

"Five a.m. I guess I should ready myself for school."

But she wasn't just starting school. No, she was attending a new school in a new city, in a new state, in a new country.

For some reason, for which she decided she'd never know, her parents made the decision to move 4000 miles away from England, to a place she'd never heard of before. In her many hours of study on the place to which they were moving their lives to, she had never read even a lick about some town called Roseburg. She'd read about the state of Oregon (in which lie Roseburg), but she found nothing about the town.

The news of the move came to her as a shock two weeks before her eighteenth birthday. Hermione's parents had said in the early morning, before she went to school. "Now honey, we have a surprise for you…we're moving to the United States!"

"WHAT?!?" she'd bellowed at her parents. "But I…I don't want to move…why are we moving?"

"Think of it as a new adventure…you're father and I have the opportunity to start a new clinic there." Her mother had said in hopes of calming her wavy haired daughter.

"We'll be leaving in three weeks." Her father said, a sad look forming on his face at the sight of despair on his daughters face as she started breaking down into sobs.

"I… don't… want …to go!" she wailed. "I don't want to leave Harry and Ron."

Rubbing Hermione's back, her mother said in a reassuring tone, "Hermione, just think of all the new friends you'll meet. Besides, you'll be able to keep in touch, you'll still have instant messenger on your computer don't forget."

"It's still not the same." She managed to hiccup between sobs, finally calming down.

Three weeks of good-byes later, she found her personal belongings stuffed in a box and packed onto a private airplane, flying off to the unknown land that was Roseburg Oregon. They had arrived at their new home two weeks ago and today was her first day of school, October 26th. The day she would always remember for changing her life forever.

When Hermione woke up, she realized that there was definitely one good thing about public schools in Roseburg. No school uniforms. She took a nice, long, hot shower to calm her nerves, and dressed in a skirt and sweater set. "Finally," she thought to herself, "no uniforms."

When she'd finished, she proceeded down the stairs to their new, larger kitchen for a possible light breakfast, if her stomach would allow. She wasn't usually the one to be nervous about things, but today was slightly different.

"Would you like some breakfast dear?" her mother asked, holding up a pan of eggs.

"No thanks mum. I don't feel very hungry this morning." Hermione replied, eyeing the pan of grease, feeling the butterflies flutter uncontrollably about her stomach.

"Oh, all…alright." her mother said, turning back to the pan. "What is your first lesson for the day?"

"Algebra 2 with Mr. VanDyk." She replied, reading off the schedule, which was in a small pocket in the front of her skirt that she'd gotten when she and her mother had registered the week before.

"That sounds like fun. What do you have after that?"

"After that, I have a study period in the library, then English with Mr. Spicer. Then after lunch, I have Psychology and Economics with Mrs. Engle. For the last class of the day, I have Physics with Ms. Evans."

"That sounds like quite a schedule." Her mother replied, placing some freshly made scrambled eggs and fried bacon on a plate for her disheveled husband who had just entered the kitchen, feet dragging upon the ground with every step.

Back in her room, Hermione double and triple checked that she had everything that would be needed that day.

Half an hour later there came a shout from the bottom of the stairs "Hermione! It's time to go!"

Sighing, she hollered back, rolling her eyes, "Coming mum."

Ahh, I'm sure everyone remembers that first day of school. BLECH!!! Haha. What will happen on her first day of school? You will just have to review and see! MUAHAHA EVIL WRITER ALERT! Just kidding fellow readers.