There's a college for witches and wizards! But there are only a few and the
best one to go to is Standford University of Witchcraft and Wizardry in
America and is located in the country and to muggles it resembles an old
barn. It has only been around since 1920 and is very up to date as far as
architecture goes. She meets some new friends and who knows what old
acquaintances she may get together with again * laughs a sly chuckle. *
Happy reading!
"Oh Hermione, we're going to miss you so much!" Mrs. Granger cried as she gave Hermione a breath-wrenching hug before she boarded onto the plane which was to take Hermione to Standford University of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the American countryside.
"Are you sure you don't want us to come? We could help you get situated-" Mr. Granger began.
"Dad, I've already told you! I'm going to be fine," said Hermione.
"Well alright then," her father replied glumly. Hermione smiled and gave him a large hug.
"Be sure to call us when you get there!" Mrs. Granger kissed Hermione good- bye and Hermione waved back to them and boarded onto the plane.
The next day . . .
Hermione looked around and beamed at the progress she had made on putting her things in order in her new dorm on the 12th floor of the main dorm building. The dorm was spacious and there was room enough for 2. She had a great view of the whole campus from her window and she was ecstatic to make some new friends soon. Her roommate wasn't coming till tomorrow so she would be able to adjust in peace to her new surroundings. School didn't start in a week and she was one of the only few who were in the building. Hermione was 18 and loving it. Technically, she was an adult and she loved the thought. Not many people she knew were going to college. Harry and Ron were aurors in training and Ginny had landed a job at the Daily Prophet. Hermione hadn't changed much since graduation at Hogwarts though her hair had become less bushy and she had to get glasses for reading. (A/N: Don't worry! She didn't get any ugly glasses! In my mind they are actually quite cute!) Her face had softened and her skin was a dark brown from tanning during the summer. She sighed as she flopped onto her large beanbag chair out of boredom. Hermione wanted to get a really good job so she made the decision to go to college. Also her parents had pestered her to continue in her education for a few more years and Hermione was glad to comply with their wishes.
Standford had very high academics and was a hard college to get into. The campus was vast and the Quidditch stadium was twice the size as the one at Hogwarts. Hermione would be studying the same subjects but they would be more advanced and much more difficult to master. Hermione glanced at her watch and it read 5:30. Dinner would be served in the cafeteria in 2 hours and she hadn't even explored the campus! Let alone the dorm building. She put on her sneakers and headed out into the hallway. Many doors were adorned in stickers and large nametags. Hermione walked out of the hallway where the elevators were stationed, which was right in the middle of the building. To the left side of Hermione were the boy's dorms.
The recreation center was on the top floor. Hermione tapped her foot on the marble floor, waiting for the elevator to come to her floor. She was glad that instead of long staircases the college had elevators. The elevator finally came and she quickly stepped in. She pressed on the up button and it didn't take that long to reach the top since the building was only 15 stories. The elevator doors opened with a ding and Hermione stepped out. The view from the windows that circled around the whole perimeter of the floor was spectacular even if all you could see was the campus and fields off in the distance. Hermione smiled as she saw a sign that pointed to the left of her that said, "Library" in large bold letters. Perfect, just what she needed. She'd stop there last. Hermione looked around the entry room and found a map on the wall. She was amazed at what one floor could consist of, there was a game room, a large pool, a study hall, a restaurant, a Starbucks though she had no idea what that was, a game room, a lounge, a school supplies store and the library.
Hermione grinned to herself. She was definitely going to have a good year. Hermione didn't think she would be able to explore the whole floor in under 2 hours so the library would have to do. Her sneakers made a squeaky sound as she walked across the marble floor of the library, which made the few people that were there look at her with an odd expression on their faces. Hermione blushed and walked as quietly as she could over towards the History Section to see if she could find a book on the university. Many of the books she looked over were very different from the ones in England and most of them she had never heard of in her life. Finally she found Standford: Almost a History. For good measure she picked up a few other books as well. Hermione looked around for a spot to sit and finally she found a large velvety armchair next to the window. She plopped into the cushy chair and pulled out her glasses. After shifting quite a few times Hermione finally found a comfortable position and began reading. Whenever Hermione was reading a book she became so rapt that she was oblivious to her surroundings so she didn't realize the footsteps in the distance coming nearer and nearer towards her.
"Fancy seeing you here, Granger," a cold voice whispered in her ear, which sent a freezing chill down her spine. She quickly spun around in her chair and to her horror she saw that the person who had whispered in her ear was . . .
Ha ha! Cliffie! Hehehe! Please tell me what you think and don't worry, the chapters will get better if you thought this one was blah. Flames belong in Hell so don't send them.
Mo^_^
"Oh Hermione, we're going to miss you so much!" Mrs. Granger cried as she gave Hermione a breath-wrenching hug before she boarded onto the plane which was to take Hermione to Standford University of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the American countryside.
"Are you sure you don't want us to come? We could help you get situated-" Mr. Granger began.
"Dad, I've already told you! I'm going to be fine," said Hermione.
"Well alright then," her father replied glumly. Hermione smiled and gave him a large hug.
"Be sure to call us when you get there!" Mrs. Granger kissed Hermione good- bye and Hermione waved back to them and boarded onto the plane.
The next day . . .
Hermione looked around and beamed at the progress she had made on putting her things in order in her new dorm on the 12th floor of the main dorm building. The dorm was spacious and there was room enough for 2. She had a great view of the whole campus from her window and she was ecstatic to make some new friends soon. Her roommate wasn't coming till tomorrow so she would be able to adjust in peace to her new surroundings. School didn't start in a week and she was one of the only few who were in the building. Hermione was 18 and loving it. Technically, she was an adult and she loved the thought. Not many people she knew were going to college. Harry and Ron were aurors in training and Ginny had landed a job at the Daily Prophet. Hermione hadn't changed much since graduation at Hogwarts though her hair had become less bushy and she had to get glasses for reading. (A/N: Don't worry! She didn't get any ugly glasses! In my mind they are actually quite cute!) Her face had softened and her skin was a dark brown from tanning during the summer. She sighed as she flopped onto her large beanbag chair out of boredom. Hermione wanted to get a really good job so she made the decision to go to college. Also her parents had pestered her to continue in her education for a few more years and Hermione was glad to comply with their wishes.
Standford had very high academics and was a hard college to get into. The campus was vast and the Quidditch stadium was twice the size as the one at Hogwarts. Hermione would be studying the same subjects but they would be more advanced and much more difficult to master. Hermione glanced at her watch and it read 5:30. Dinner would be served in the cafeteria in 2 hours and she hadn't even explored the campus! Let alone the dorm building. She put on her sneakers and headed out into the hallway. Many doors were adorned in stickers and large nametags. Hermione walked out of the hallway where the elevators were stationed, which was right in the middle of the building. To the left side of Hermione were the boy's dorms.
The recreation center was on the top floor. Hermione tapped her foot on the marble floor, waiting for the elevator to come to her floor. She was glad that instead of long staircases the college had elevators. The elevator finally came and she quickly stepped in. She pressed on the up button and it didn't take that long to reach the top since the building was only 15 stories. The elevator doors opened with a ding and Hermione stepped out. The view from the windows that circled around the whole perimeter of the floor was spectacular even if all you could see was the campus and fields off in the distance. Hermione smiled as she saw a sign that pointed to the left of her that said, "Library" in large bold letters. Perfect, just what she needed. She'd stop there last. Hermione looked around the entry room and found a map on the wall. She was amazed at what one floor could consist of, there was a game room, a large pool, a study hall, a restaurant, a Starbucks though she had no idea what that was, a game room, a lounge, a school supplies store and the library.
Hermione grinned to herself. She was definitely going to have a good year. Hermione didn't think she would be able to explore the whole floor in under 2 hours so the library would have to do. Her sneakers made a squeaky sound as she walked across the marble floor of the library, which made the few people that were there look at her with an odd expression on their faces. Hermione blushed and walked as quietly as she could over towards the History Section to see if she could find a book on the university. Many of the books she looked over were very different from the ones in England and most of them she had never heard of in her life. Finally she found Standford: Almost a History. For good measure she picked up a few other books as well. Hermione looked around for a spot to sit and finally she found a large velvety armchair next to the window. She plopped into the cushy chair and pulled out her glasses. After shifting quite a few times Hermione finally found a comfortable position and began reading. Whenever Hermione was reading a book she became so rapt that she was oblivious to her surroundings so she didn't realize the footsteps in the distance coming nearer and nearer towards her.
"Fancy seeing you here, Granger," a cold voice whispered in her ear, which sent a freezing chill down her spine. She quickly spun around in her chair and to her horror she saw that the person who had whispered in her ear was . . .
Ha ha! Cliffie! Hehehe! Please tell me what you think and don't worry, the chapters will get better if you thought this one was blah. Flames belong in Hell so don't send them.
Mo^_^