A/N - This is my very first FanFic. It is something that I have been working on for a very long time now, but have been afraid to post anything up for fear of rejection towards my stories. But, I guess I won't know until I try. All are welcome to read it. All reviews are appreciated. For right now, it is going to be mild, but it will be taking a turn of events here soon. Let me know what you think! ~ EekFurby
Disclaimer - I do NOT own any of the Harry Potter characters. They are the sole property of the wonderful and most amazing author, J.K. Rowling. I do, however, own this story.
Prologue - Higher
"Hermione, it's time for dinner!" yelled her Mother from downstairs.
"I will be right down, Mother!" she shouted back from her bedroom.
As Hermione made her final check list of the things that she did not want to forget to take with her tomorrow when she headed back to school for the year, she began to get hungrier as her Mother's cooking was absolutely divine.
Hermione bounded down the stairs humming her favorite song, 'My Immortal' by Evanescence. She was able to see them in concert last month and had the best time ever with her muggle friends. She always did something huge with her friends every year before she headed back to school. It was always their last hurrah together before they all went their separate ways for the year.
She entered into the kitchen and made her way over to help her Mother finish setting the table. As she put the last glass in place, she stooped down and gave her father a light peck on the cheek. Grinning, he put down the paper. "What was that for?" he asked.
"What? Can't a daughter show how much she loves her father by placing a simple kiss on his cheek?" pouted Hermione.
Already feeling the defeat, he just continued to grin while burying himself back into the news of the day. "So, Hermione. Are you all packed and ready to go tomorrow?" asked her Mother.
"Yes, Mother. I am ready and I can't wait to go back. I have missed Harry and Ron so much during this break!"
They all sat down together and her father put down his newspaper to spend the last meal that they would have together in months. The food was absolutely delicious. Her Mother had outdone herself, again.
"Mother, everything looks simply divine! You didn't have to put yourself out for me. You do this every year, and every year, it gets better and better!" she exclaimed.
Blushing, her Mother simply replied, "Why thank you so much, Hermione!"
Not knowing where to start, she decided to dive straight into the mashed potatoes with extra butter and gravy. She then headed over to the green beans and corn. Next, was her Mother's fried chicken. Her Mother never believed in buying anything pre-made. She had to home cook everything. She adored her parents so much. They always did so much for her.
"What time did you want to leave for the station tomorrow, Hermione?" asked her father, taking her out of the heaven that she was shoveling into her mouth.
"Hogwarts Express always leaves at exactly 11:00 a.m." replied Hermione with a mouthful of food.
"Hermione, dear. There is plenty of food here, you don't have to eat so much so fast. You will make yourself sick!" laughed her Mother.
"I know, Mother, but it is delicious. You don't get this kind of cooking at Hogwarts."
"Do they not feed you anything but a piece of bread and water there?" asked her Mother, slightly concerned.
"No, Mother!" laughed Hermione. "They have great food as well, but nothing can ever beat home made!" as she piled more of her Mother's mashed potatoes onto her plate.
"So, that takes care of the food…" remarked her Father, "But, what about the time?" he asked again.
"We should leave here at 7:00 a.m. That will give me enough time to get to the platform, get checked in, and check in with Professor McGonagell. I am Head Girl this year!" she said proudly. Her parents beamed at her.
"Hermione! You are? Really?" squealed her Mother with excitement.
"Why didn't you tell us sooner? We would have gone out to celebrate!" her Father asked inquisitively.
"I'm sorry, Father. I just got the envelope earlier this afternoon with my badge and letter of congratulations in it. You and Mother were out running a couple of errands, and I must have forgotten to say something before now because I was so busy packing!" Hermione said, apologetically.
Hermione could not be happier with her parents. They were so supportive with her decision to wanting to be a witch. She had hoped that she would get the honor of being Head Girl this year too. And why shouldn't she? She was Hermione Granger after all. Bookworm, excellent grades, excelled ahead of her class, well, next to Draco Malfoy that is. She was also apart of the 'Golden Trio'. They have done so much for not just Hogwarts, but the wizarding community as a whole. If that didn't get her in, then nothing would.
She sat down with her parents over a month ago to explain to them why she was so anxious. She explained to them all about the Head Boy and Head Girl's duties and why it was such an important deal for her. She had books to help them understand all of the responsibilities and duties that she would be carrying out. She also made a special point to let them know that she would be sharing a special dorm with a boy. She wouldn't know who that was until the day she left for Hogwarts, if she even got it that is.
Her parents were extremely supportive and excited for her. They didn't seem to mind about there being a boy in the same living area as their Hermione, because she was extremely bright and trustworthy. She was able to defend herself against most anything that came her way, so one boy wouldn't be a problem. Besides, how bad could it really be?
'Higher'
Creed
When dreaming I'm guided to another world
Time and time again
At sunrise I fight to stay asleep
'Cause I don't want to leave the comfort of this place
'Cause there's a hunger, a longing to escape
From the life I live when I'm awake
So let's go there
Let's make our escape
Come on, let's go there
Let's ask can we stay
Can you take me higher
To a place where blind men see
Can you take me higher
To a place with golden streets
Although I would like our world to change
It helps me to appreciate
Those nights and those dreams
But, my friend, I'd sacrifice all those nights
If I could make the Earth and my dreams the same
The only difference is
To let love replace all our hate
So let's go there
Let's make our escape
Come on, let's go there
Let's ask can we stay
Can you take me higher
To a place where blind men see
Can you take me higher
To a place with golden streets
So lets go there, lets go there
Come on, lets go there
Lets ask can we stay
Up high I feel like I'm alive for the very first time
Set up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams
And make them mine
Set up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams
And make them mine
Can you take me higher
To a place where blind men see
Can you take me higher
To a place with golden streets
Can you take me higher
To a place where blind men see
Can you take me higher
To a place with golden streets
A/N - That is the end of Prologue - Higher. Thank you for reading my very first FanFic! I promise that it is going to get better. Tons better! I do not believe in writing a short story. This particular piece will have no less than 30 chapters, that I can assure you. Remember to review, please! All feedback is welcome! *smiles* ~ EekFurby