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Hermione Granger was not like every eleven year old would be; she was more mature and independent. She was always on the top of her studies. She had just finished 5th grade from primary school. It was summer vacation. Usually she would just spend the day reading, she rarely went outside to play, and if she went out she would ready a book. It was Mid-July Her mother called her downstairs there was a visitor there to see her.
"Hermione," Jane called for her daughter.
"Yes mum," Yelled to her mother coming half way down the stairs.
"Hermione there is someone here that would like to speak to you," Hermione's mother explained to Hermione.
"Who mum?" Hermione asked her mother.
Hermione's mother shrugged her shoulders to I don't know point. Hermione came again down the stairs. As she greeted a woman with sharp facial expressions, spectacle glasses to the point of her long nose, she was wearing a green long robes and a hat that almost reminded you as a witch hat. Hermione went up to the woman. Hermione Greeted her.
"Hello I'm Hermione Granger," Hermione greeted the woman.
"Hello Miss Granger, I am Professor McGonagall, I 'm From Hogwarts School of witch craft for young wizards and witches. Hermione you are a witch," McGonagall explained to Hermione.
So, I'm a witch," Hermione stated.
"Yes," Replied McGonagall.
"There's no such thing," Hermione started.
"Miss Granger, I assure you magic is real, but you can't know magic just like that you have to be taught, how to use it, and control it," McGonagall explained once more.
"Okay," is all Hermione said?
"Here is your list of things you would need for first years, and a day before I'll take you to get your things," McGonagall explained to Hermione.
Hermione was really shock that she was a witch, she always knew that she was different from the other children she grew up with even her cousin to be exact. They always called her boring, plain, weird, just because she was different from them. But Hermione could understand after reading Hogwarts A: History that McGonagall left for her, magic had to be threw blood line even if you were muggle. That confused Hermione more than anything. McGonagall came and took Hermione and Her parents to Daigon Alley to get her school supplies. Hermione went into Ollivander's wands. There she was tested for a wand, well in her opinion it was plainly odd to use a wand. The following day Hermione arrived at platform 9 3/4 on the train to Hogwarts. Hermione made a friend with Neville Longbottom; He had a toad, which had gotten lose and it's somewhere on the train. Hermione went to a compartment and she looked inside and thought the two boys that have been seated in there she wonder if they happen to see it.
"Have you seen a toad, a boy name Neville has lost one," Hermione asked.
A young boy with red hair had his wand at point to a rat.
"You're doing magic let's see then," Hermione asked matter of fact-ly
"Alright, sunshine daisy's button mellows turn this stupid fat rat yellow," The boy with red hair said as his wand sparked.
"Not very good is it, the ones I've done have worked for me, for example. Oculus Reairo," Hermione said as the dark hair boy's glasses repair themselves.
"Holy crickets, you are Harry Potter, I'm Hermione Granger, and you are?" She asked the red head boy.
"Ron Weasley," Ron replied.
"Pleasure," Hermione stated.
"I aspect we would be arriving soon, you would want to change into your robes." Hermione walked away to the doorway of the compartment and turned to Ron. "You've got dirt, did you know, just there," Hermione pointed to the side of her nose, as she walked away as Ron rubbed the side of his nose roughly to get the dirt off.
They have arrived at Hogwarts. As Hagrid collected all first years to take them to the castle in boats. The First years were amazed of how neat the castle was. It was time sorting, Professor McGonagall led the first years in to the great hall.
"When I call your name, you'll come up to be sorted into your housing," McGonagall informed the first years as McGonagall lifted the sorting hat from the stool.
"Susan Bones"
"Hufflepuff"
"Draco Mafloy"
"Slytherion"
"Hermione Granger"
"Gryffindor"
The next few weeks Hermione adjusted to the magic live. She loved it, She had actually have made friends well Ron and Harry of course. They were leaving charms class when they were cornered by Mafloy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Well, isn't harry potter, the weasel, and the mudblood," Draco smirked.
"Leave us alone, Mafloy," Harry stepped in.
"Why should we do that?" asked Draco.
"Because we say so," Someone said.
Fred and George had walked up George going over and stood in front of Ron, and Fred stepped up in front of Hermione with their arms crossed in front of their chest.
"What do we have here a weasel protecting the mudblood," Draco sneered.
Fred fumed he grabbed Draco with one hand holding him towards him. Fred looked at Draco with his temper rising.
"The name is Weasley W-e-a-s-l-e-y" Fred spelled out for him. "You call Granger mudblood one more time I'll hex you so bad that you father will feel it," Fred told Draco darkly as he pushed him back.
"You'll pay for this weasel, my father will hear about this," Draco threatened.
"Is that a threat or a promise?" Fred asked.
Draco and his goons turned and walked away. Fred turned around and met Hermione looking at him. Fred had developed a little crush on the first year, he thought she was beautiful. George took Harry and Ron back to the common Room while he let Hermione thank him privately.
"Fred I wanted to thank you for sticking up for me," Hermione told Fred with a smile.
"No problem, there Granger, but you're welcome," Fred Replied.
"No Fred, Thank you," Hermione told him as she kissed his cheek.
"I will always protect you," Fred whispered in her ear just before he kissed her cheek. Hermione blushed. "That color looks good on you, Granger, you should wear it more often," Fred told Hermione as he winked at her and walked away.
From that day Hermione Granger was in love with Fred Weasley. Hermione went happily skipping to the Gryffindor Tower, Forgetting Mafloy ever calling her a mudblood.
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