Hermione was an average girl, not too exciting not too boring, average. Well that's what everyone thought, she was actually a witch, not a stereotypical muggle witch but a spell casting, wand waving witch.
Her grandmother, a stern yet sweet and caring witch, taught at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry where Hermione visited her every Saturday. "Hermione Joan Mcgonagall you are going to be late", "coming," Hermione shouted, she hugged her parents goodbye. Hermione's parents never got to visit Grandma at Hogwarts because for some strange reason they could not come into the wizarding world. "Okay sweetie, remember to remind your grandma that you are staying with her for the next three days, okay?" "Got it" Hermione grinned, she was excited to stay with her grandma for three whole days. Grandma's position at Hogwarts left her with very little spare time, but now that the school year was over she had plenty of time to spend with her granddaughter.
Professor Minerva Mcgonagall seemed like a stern lady with not much warmth, but to every rule there is an exception and hers was her daughter Catherine and her granddaughter Hermione.
A green puff of smoke appeared in Minerva's fireplace, "Ah, the floo, must be Hermione," she smiled to herself as she prepared the biscuits and tea on the coffee table. "Hey Nana!" Hermione ran out of the fireplace embracing her grandmother in a tight hug, she spotted the biscuits on the table and quickly diverted her attention to the delicious treats. Minerva wished she had the energy of a six-year- old again, she could grade all those papers much more easily, "So how was your week?" She asked the lively child sitting on her couch. "You know, lessons, reading, the usual, and mom told me to remind you I'm staying till Tuesday." 'Wonderful, that means we need to organize a room for you." "Yay!" Shouted Hermione.
The next morning Minerva stood in the guest rooms doorway "Wake up Sleepyhead, it's time for breakfast." Hermione yawned and groggily dragged herself to the guest bathroom. She grabbed a scrunchie and tied her bushy locks into a short ponytail, grabbed a sparkly toothbrush sitting next to the sink and proceeded to brush her teeth, her parents were dentists after all, she could not afford to forget to brush her teeth and be scolded afterwards. "About time you got out of bed, breakfast is on the table" Nana greeted her. Hermione jumped onto a chair and piled her plate high with eggs, sausage, bacon and potatoes. "Mmmmm," Hermione had always loved Nana's cooking, she knew where her mother had gotten it from. "So, what shall we do today?" "Let's look at pictures!" Hermione shouted, she adored looking at magical photographs, they were very much like short clips of muggle television.
As the two headed to the living room a knock on the door sounded. Minerva stopped, "Hermione dear, why don't we play Hide and Seek before we find the photo albums, okay? I am counting to ten." Once Hermione had ran towards the guest room Minerva cast a silencing spell so that the unexpected visitor would not be able to hear the young girl. "Muffalito" Minerva mumbled as she walked towards the front door.