A/N: This is my first ever fanfiction that I've written. I'm surprising myself by doing this right now, as seeing I'm not a super great writer. Because this is my first, it probably won't be super amazing, but I will endeavor to do my best. Also, disclaimer, I don't own the rights to Harry Potter, nor do I want to. With that out of the way, let's begin.
Hermione Granger was not having a good day. Oh, sure, it had started out just fine, but it went downhill quite quickly after lunch. She had decided to go for a walk and think some things over. After the battle on the department of mysteries and Sirius's death, Dumbledore had forbidden any of them to communicate with Harry, citing that "He would want to be alone to work things out.". "Psshhh," thought Hermione, "If there's any time he need friends it's now, and yet Dumbledore forbids us to contact him. What's his game anyway? There are some things that just don't make sense." Of course, things just had to get worse from there. The Universe really seemed to like jabbing at Harry and his friends, without ever giving them anything in return. Hermione felt a spell hit her from behind. Whipping out her wand, She spun around to face whoever had casted the spell. However, as She did so, she felt herself getting shorter, and hairier. She looked down at herself, gasping in horror. The unidentified man chuckled. "I see you've noticed what has happened to you," The unknown man said. "Who are you?" Hermione shouted at the man, almost finished with the transformation. "Who I am is of no importance," he said, "but what matters is that I serve the dark lord. He ordered me to kill you, but I feel like that's far too good for muggle-born scum like you. No, I have instead decided to trap you in your animagus form, and humiliate you by forcing you to act as a common pet. The only way to restore you isn't commonly known, but because I'm not a complete psychopath yet, I'll give you a hint. The book with the ritual to return you is titled Assorted Animagus Rituals And Bindings by Erien Black. There should be a copy in the Black Family Library. Now you're going to a shop on Digon alley to be sold. Good luck." the man said, casting the transportation spell at here, and disapparating on the spot. "Well, snap," Hermione thought as she arrived in an empty cage in the Magical Apothecary in Diagon alley, "My only hope now is for someone I know to pick me."
A/N: So, what did you think? Hermione will not be the main character, but I felt it necessary to start with her to establish a few key plot points early on. Please do review, but don't be super mean. Also, if anyone feels like beta-ing this, that would be nice. See you next chapter.
