Hermione Granger

The Magic Awakens

There was an ordinary Sunday morning at the Grangers when a knock on the door suddenly caught mr Grangers attention, as he was just about to take a sip of his morning tea.

"Are you expecting someone?" He said surprised to his wife who shook her head for an answer. The knocking appeared once again. Mr Granger put down his teacup and walked out to the hall to see who wanted them something this early on a Sunday.

As he opened the front door he saw a woman, dressed in the weirdest long cloak, her grey hair was pulled back into a tight bun and even thou her age, she wore herself with such a posture and authority that mr Granger immediately forgot that she was dressed in something he could only explain as a halloween costume.

"Mr Granger, I assume?" She said as mrs Granger came out into the hallway to see who it was.

"Yes, I'm John and this is my wife Rose. What can we help you with, ma'am?"

"My name is Minerva McGonagall and I'm a teacher in a very prestigious school for gifted children" The woman said and smiled. "I believe you have a daughter, Hermione Granger if I'm not mistaken"

The Grangers looked at each other and back on the woman.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you want" Mrs Granger said in a soft voice.

"Could I come in?"

As she said this she lifted her hand and made a subtle movement in the air and as Mr Granger was about to decline her wish he felt himself stepping to the side and letting the strange woman into his house.

"Your daughter is gifted. She has powers to do things out of this world" McGonagall said as she took a sip of the tea that Mrs Granger had poured her as they sat down in the living room.

"She certainly is special, she's very intelligent" Mrs Granger said proudly. "Is that why you are here? Has her school contacted you"

McGonagall smiled to herself.

"Not exactly. You see, Your daughter is a real life witch. She can do magic"

"I'm what?" Said a voice behind them and a girl appeared in the doorway. She had a long, brown bush of hair that framed her big brown eyes, which was now wide-opened and looked back and forth between McGonagall and her parents.

"Don't listen to her, honey. Of course you're not a witch, such things doesn't exist" Mr Granger said in a calming voice.

"But father, how do you explain all the things that had happened?" Hermione said. "How do you explain the boy last week" she said and thought back at how she had stunned a boy that was throwing pebbles at an injured dog. She had become furious with the boy and all of sudden he fell to the ground, not being able to move a single muscle.

"That.. that was just… I don't" Mr Granger said and looked helplessly at his wife.

"This is perfectly fine, mr Granger" McGonagall said in a soothing voice. "If I can prove to you that magic is real, could you then believe me and discuss the options for you daughter.

"I guess we wouldn't have a choice" mrs Granger said, taking her daughters hand. She had always known something extraordinary was up with her daughter, she had made flowers grow in front of her eyes and as a toddler she had made her toys hover, something that mr Granger had explained with science.

McGonagall stood up and suddenly disappeared. Mrs Granger let out a scream. For in her place was a speckled, grey cat, looking at them with the same expression that McGonagall had worn just a second ago. The cat took a leap into the armchair and as it jumped, it transformed back into the woman.

"I guess we have to believe you when it comes to magic" Mr Granger breathed. McGonagall looked pleased and turned her attention towards the girl.

"Now let us discuss your future and how Hogwarts will have a part in it"