Chapter one: The true life of Hermione Granger.
I opened my eyes with great trouble. It hurt. What happened last night? Oh… yeah…. I'm in the basement, on the cement floor. As usual. And joy to the world, there is tons of blood on the floor, or in the floor. You might ask what is happening, why it is normal… Oh, and who the bloody hell I am. Lets start at the end; Hi, I'm Hermione Granger. I am a witch, and a muggleborn witch at it. I am soon starting my seventh and last year at Hogwarts School of and witchcraft wizarding. That is if I survive till September.
Yeah… I'm kind of famous in the wizarding world for one of my best friends, Harry Potter. I am known as a bookworm deluxe, but they don't know the real me. I wanted a new start. I wanted to avoid being the slut, though it probably is what I am. My dad has used me for years now. So I always wear sweater and pants, mini is not really my style. Well, it would be, if I did not have all the scars and bruises.
My dad drove me to Kings Cross, and we said good-bye in the car, after that I got out and he drove away quickly. I headed towards platform 9 ¾. Suddenly I heard a loud shout out: Hermione! I turned around as quickly as I could, with all of the pain I was in after the summer. There was Harry Potter, one of my best friends. "Hi! Oh my god, it's been ages!"
"Hermione? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why Harry?"
"You swore, Hermione. You never swear, in fact you always yell at Ron or me if we swear."
"Oh… Yeah… Um… I guess I watched one to many soap operas."
"Oh yeah… Been there, done that." Harry said with a laugh. "So, how was your summer?"
"The usual, nothing special. You?" I tried to lead the spotlight quickly of me.
"The usual, oh, Dudley got himself an American girlfriend. She visited for most of the summer…" I had succeeded.
"Harry! Hermione!"
Ron, Gin, and the Weasley's. Lovely gang. I could not be happier that they don't pay much attention to me. I have been to their house, gone to school with them for six years, and they have no clue.
We said goodbye and most of us got on the express. Harry, Ron, Gin, Charlie and me. We found a compartment and sat down. "Charlie?" I asked carefully.
"Yeah, 'Mione?"
"What are you doing on the train?"
"Didn't you get my last letter?" Gin asked me. "What letter?" "The one about Hogwarts and the professors? I sent it yesterday." "Oh no… not again…" I whispered to myself, but they heard it. "What 'not again'?" Ron asked. "My dad probably forgot to give it to me after I was out yesterday. I guess I'll get it later, when he remembers. What did it say?" "It stated that Charlie here is here to help around the school and stuff, along with Hagrid." Gin proudly said. "Wow! Congrats Charlie!" "Thanks." Charlie grinned back at me.
I wondered what would happen to me when I'm finished Hogwarts. Would I move away from home? Would I keep the contact with my friends and the wizarding world? Would I get together with someone? Would someone find out my secret?