AN: This is a new story and I'm not sure if anyone will like it but here I go. Just so you know this probably going to be only in Hermione's point of view but there might be a bit in third person. All books happened up till the sixth. This is their sixth year.
Inheritance
I woke up and glanced over at the small clock on my nightstand. The bright red numbers glowed back at me showing that it was eleven fifty eight. It was exactly two minutes until I turned seventeen. It was July thirtieth, the day before my birthday. Just as the numbers on the clock switched to 00:00 a flash of pain went through my body. The pain was almost unbearable. It felt as though my whole body was on fire. I curled into the pain and attempted to fight off the pain. It was completely impossible to pull together a coherent thought as the pain continued to spread throughout my body. Another burst of pain shot through my body before darkness consumed me.
