Hey everyone! Or no one as the cause may be. This is technically not my first story but the first couple suck so please don't go read them! Also no flames if you don't like it you don't have to read! ENJOY!!

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter I wouldn't be writing on fanfiction.

Chapter one: My How Things Have Changed

Professor Granger walked down the street. This would be her forth house of the day, a new record. She sighed to herself, people did not understand the about of stamina it took to try to convince muggle parents to send their children off to Hogwarts. It seemed to her that she had had the same conversation at every house, and after a week the task had became tiresome. But who was better for the job than her, after all she had gone through the processes herself.

Besides it was still easier then battling a mountain troll. Hermione smiled nostalgically to herself. My how things had changed since that time: Ron had gone from hating her to marrying her and Harry, well he had just gone. The Last Battle had taken a lot out of him and even with Voldermort dead the outcome did not look good. She and Ron and countless others had all been in bad shape. Though Hermione knew it was Ginny that put him over the edge. Five months she had been declared dead before she had been found, but by that time Harry was nowhere to be found.

Hermione put those thoughts out of her head. The sun was setting up ahead and she wanted to get Miss Lily Jacobs' letter delivered before she called it quits. She turned up a walkway that lead to a very normal house with a very neglected garden. She knocked heartily on the door and it was almost immediately by a young girl who stepped out on the porch and closed the door behind her.

"Hello, my name is Professor Granger. You must the Lily Jacobs." The girl that stared back at her had wavy ebony hair, pale skin, and sea eyes. She stood with her arms folded around herself and a slightly defiant look.

"Yes ma'am." Lily looked as if she was guarding the door. She obviously had no intention of letting Hermione through. Hermione decided it was up to her to direct this conversation. "Perhaps we should go inside. I have something I wish to discuss with you and your parents."

"My dad's asleep."

"Could you wake him up? This is an important matter and I am on a schedule."

"Do you know my dad?" There was curiosity, not defiance on Lily's face.

"No, not personally, but I would like to met him."

"If you don't know him I don't think I should wake him up."

Hermione sighed she was getting nowhere. She took out Lily's letter from her pocket, "I'm here representing a school that wishes to enroll you for the next seven years," she handed Lily the letter, "It's 

called Hogwarts." She waited while Lily impassively read the letter. When she was done Lily asked, "This list of school supplies, where can I get them?"

"There is a place in the Wizarding world called Diagon Ally. Go to a pub in London named the Leaky Cauldron, you'll have to lead your father in he won't be able to see it, and tell Tom the barman you're a new Hogwarts student, he'll make sure you get in all right." Hermione replied happy to finally be making some headway.

"And Platform nine and three quarters? Where is that?" Lily's face remanded blank relaying neither incredulity nor belief.

"Run right into the wall between nine and ten." Lily stared at her and Hermione realized how crazy all this must sound to her. Before she could go into her well prepared and convincing speech, though, Lily nodded her head and said, "Okay, I'll be there."

Hermione started. "Aren't you a little skeptical? Don't you want me to give you some proof?" Lily shook her head. "No thank you. Even if this is all a joke and none of its real I'll still have two whole days of pure elation and that's better than none." She smiled up at Hermione, "See you August 1st Professor!" Then she quietly snuck back inside leaving Hermione to wonder at what type of child would fool herself just to have two days of hope.