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Prologue
Hermione Granger had it all. With her chestnut hair, emerald eyes and well-proportioned body, she was certainly striking. She wasn't just looks either, she had just been accepted into one of Britain's most prestigious schools for academic excellence, she had starred in a national TV show and most people said that they had never met a more friendly, charming, witty and polite girl. Although she had what many people deemed to be a perfect life she was never completely happy, because never far away was the reminder that she was not a normal girl. Even though some people thought that her vertically slit cat-like eyes added to her allure she thought they were just odd. But even aside from her eyes, which she could forget occasionally, there was no getting away from the green sparks, the same colour as her eyes, which burst from her fingertips at unexpected times. She had long since given up trying to find a pattern. The sparks scared her, every time they burst out of her fingers it made her confront the fact that she didn't know who and what she was. Apart from this, Hermione Granger had an almost perfect and predictable life. That is, until she and her family were paid a visit from Albus Dumbledore.
A/N - i hope u like the prolougue, the first chapter should be up soon, am nearly finished it. :)
- BrownEyed Girl