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A/N: So I was at camp and I talking to a friend about what if the books had been from Hermione's POV, so I decided to write this. I want to warn you, if you want something really cannon, I didn't agree with everything in the last book so, it's gonna change. Also, I'd really appreciate it anyone would beta this story. Any who, hope you enjoy!
From the moment their daughter had been born, the Granger's knew their was something... different about her. They could never say exactly what it was, but it was something. When she was born, she just looked at them, but not in the way most babies did, but with a bit more intelligence. She never had any trouble at night, so they were some of the few parents who actually got any sleep. She started crawling, walking, and evening talking at a very early age. She caught on to reading almost instantly, and most of the times, it was her reading the bedtime stories. Of course, Hermione's parents were very pleased, but still, they'd heard what seemed like horror stories from other parents, so this seemed too... simple.
Of course things never are...
Okay so this chapter was more like a sort of prequel. I hope you liked it:) !