Hermione's Journal
A/N - Hi! That's my first JournalFic, from the ones I planned. I wish you like it, 'cause I though it was a good idea tell the same history from different PoVs... It's just Hermione now, but I want to do Ron's, Neville's, Draco's, Ginny's... I really don't know... and sure, If no one reads it, I'll stop. So, please, review.
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January, 1991
Hey, it's me. Hermione Cassie Granger. The 'Cassie' thing I made by myself. It was the name of an Greek woman. I read about her. She was very interesting, and wrote nothing. If she had wrote I could know the truth by her life, but she DIDN'T! So I've decided wrote my life, so, when some girl read about H. Granger, she will know...the truth...
No that someone would like to write 'bout my boring life. Not thaaaaat boring, but not full of deaths, adventures and all this stuff, like Cassie's.
P.s. I did this strange thing last weekend: I was thinking in how much boring is have to turn the pages of the book when I'm reading, and, every time I ended a page, it turned by itself! Creepy...
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June, 1991
Oh, sorry I didn't write for... what... six months. Nothing really cool, but now I decided rename Cassie for Morgan. It's an ancient name for a wise woman who lived what... thousand years ago... some people say that she was a witch, but I think she was just smart. Very smart. Figure that in that age, she read! And most woman don't are allowed to do that... IMAGINE IF YOU CAN'T READ!
P.s. More strange things: Lory-the-one-who-calls-me-book-worm was lefting when I drop just half of the dozen books I was carrying, and. I just glanced to her face, and she. And her... her hair. Disappeared... It was shocking. Now she uses an wig.
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July, 1991
Oh my God! You can't imagine what happened!
I... received a letter! A letter from a school! A wizard school! They told me I was a witch!
Wow. I'm still breathless... the letter says that I need to buy spell's book... and cauldron. And funny pointy hats... and a WAND! A magic Wand! And there's this other parchment, that says that I'm muggle-born (without wizard parents) and that I got go in one bar and ask the barman to lead me to the 'Diagon Alley', where I can buy all this stuff...
My dad told me that it was kinda joke, but then I make his glasses fly from his face, just like the letter told me so, and he fainted. Now, he and mum are... conformed... in the weekend we'll go to 'The Leaky Cauldron'...
P.s. Weird? But totally truth!
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August, 1991
Hey, here's Hermione, the witch! We went to the leaky caldron, talked to the barman.. and... went to the most wonderful place ever! The Diagon Alley was full of funny people, tiny wizards, pretty witches, and a huge bookstore named 'Flourish and Bottles', where we buy all the required books. And all the ones that the salesman told us that was good to a muggle born, to know the wizard things and so...
I read half them, until now (we bought them last weekend, and it's Wednesday) and they are really great! My school, the HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY is the most popular, and in Hogwarts, an history, they said amazing things 'bout ghosts... the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, and about the four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Slytherin and Ravenclaw. I think I'll be in Ravenclaw, 'cause I'm smarter than brave, like the G Ones, or Kind, like the H ones, or even ambitious, like the S ones.
I've just did some test spells, changing colors of my slippers, making things dance a little... and with my wand (7 inches, Dragon HeartStrip) I can make funny noises and split colors...
I badly can wait the first day from school..
p.s. Strange stuff... let me think... there are some horrible pics in my transfiguration 'bout people who half turned slugs, or tables.. or.. yuck.. those nastyng things
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September, 1991
Wow! I'm in Gryffindor! Me and this funny boy named Neville, who is always loosing his frog... he was the first people who talked to me in the Train Station, no that 'Ops, sorry I covered you with ink' is an extraordinary conversation... but he seems fine.
There's also Ron Weasley, one redheaded boy who keeps avoiding me, and this Harry Potter, that saved the word from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Albus Dumbledore is really weird, with that looooooooooooong beard, and the flashing eyes, and Professor McGonnagal... oh, she's amazing, she's so smart and serious... and all...
'Bout the girls... well, Parvati Patil speaks with me, and the others even smile to me often, it's heaven! And there's also this bad boy, very good looking... Draco.. Malvoy? I think it's Malvoy. He has that very pretty blonde hair, but he's so nasty and... oh.. I like bad guys... :)
p.s. Weird? Really weird is to eat the Every Flavor Beans, they REALLY have every flavor. My first was strawberry, very good, I can add. But the next.. and the next... there's the list I can remember: Old Socks, Parchment, Nails, Grass, Dust(it was lime, odd, no?) and finally, an mixture of all that before and rotten eggs and burned burger, that Neville told me it might be Boggart. yuck.
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October, 1991
Wow. That was such a month. First, I get many points with my lessons, and seemed that Potter and Weasley wanted to spoil everything, walking at the night. I went after them and.. oh.. we met that huge three headed dog... and some days after they start to avoid Me.. and I.. oh.. I was felling so lonely... even Neville wasn't talking to me... I started to cry, and felling sad.. I went to a empty bathroom...to stand by myself a little... I was there, crying, when an enormous Troll entered, and as quick as he saw me, I tried to run out, but he was coming closer and closer... I just stood froze, I though I could die.
Then, suddenly, Harry and Ron entered, and they had a pretty fight with the Troll, and the professors came...
At the end, we... just.. become friends!
p.s. That pretty bad boy. His name is Malfoy. It's very odd. He is odd. He made us almost die with the three-headed dog. Awful. Bad bad bad Malfoy.
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November, 1991
Ouch! We just discovered that the dog is keeping something. Something secret and dangerous. I started to look about this Flamel guy, that Hagrid told, or better, left escape that was friend of Dumbledore. Sure that Harry and Ron are searching too, but they think the library is boring. Boring is all this Quiditch thing. Figure that Harry almost die everytime he flies. Awful.
p.s. I think that the Malfoy guy wants to kill me. Every time we met, he drop something, just to make me fall. Sometimes I fall. He is disgusting. And Professor Snape is the worst people I ever met. He likes Malfoy so much that give points just because he is in the class, and take points of Ron because he is with the flu and sometimes he cough. And sure, Snape wants kill Harry.
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December, 1991
Here am I... with my muggle family. I miss the boys very much. And we are not allowed to do magic in the holiday, but my mum asked me, and I transformed two rocks in two pretty slippers for her.
Nothing else. I searched 'bout Flamel, but found nothing. I bet the guys forgot that. I send some candy and chocolates to them, in the case they forgot me too.
p.s. Strange is to be far away from Hogwarts.
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January, 1992
Yeah, they found nothing 'bout Flamel. But Harry found a mirror where he saw his family and Ron saw he was better than all his brothers. It's the Mirror of Erised. Desire. I would see... see... what? Me as a professor? An little Hermione...? Dunno.
But, at the facts again. I remember that Flamel was old... we searched again and discovered that the dog (fluffy) is keeping the Sorcerer's Stone, one Little Rock that provides all the money you want and eternal life. Now, it's not that weird that Snape wants it.
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February, 1992
I lost 50 point to Gryffindor. I hate myself. And was all Malfoy's fault. Again. I hate him. I hate Norbert, that fool Dragon that Hagrid won. Hate. Hate. Hate.
p.s. I'm bad. Very bad. We lost 150 points. Gryffindor is the last in the HouseCup. I stink.
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March, 1992
To be in the Forbidden Forest was, at least, interesting. It was our detention. We found an death Unicorn. It was the saddest thing I ever saw. Ever. It was there, very shiny, lying in the ground. I almost cry.
p.s. I'm very melancholic. That unicorn just.. touched me.
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April, 1992
Harry is convinced that You-Know-Who is trying to kill him. And that Snape is his servant. That looks truth, and I almost can't study. The tests are coming... and if I get the worst results, in all the classes? An if they tell me that I'm just a muggle and I have to go home? And if I never ever could touch a wand or see Ron and Harry?
p.s. I'll not write next month, 'cause I have to study.
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June, 1992
Wow, the vacations! All happened at the same time, and what I can remember is this:
*Professor Quirrel was sharing his body and soul with You-Know-Who
*Snape saved Harry's life
*Ron won a chess play against McGonnagal game
*I used logic
*GRYFINDOR WON THE HOUSECUP
*I was the best student of the year (Professor McGonnagal told me that I may be a prefect in the future!)
That was, certainly, the best year of my life!!!
p.s. I think Snape hates me
Neville is the sweetest thing
Draco Malfoy is a git
And all is truth in this poor rime.
A/N - Hi! That's my first JournalFic, from the ones I planned. I wish you like it, 'cause I though it was a good idea tell the same history from different PoVs... It's just Hermione now, but I want to do Ron's, Neville's, Draco's, Ginny's... I really don't know... and sure, If no one reads it, I'll stop. So, please, review.
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January, 1991
Hey, it's me. Hermione Cassie Granger. The 'Cassie' thing I made by myself. It was the name of an Greek woman. I read about her. She was very interesting, and wrote nothing. If she had wrote I could know the truth by her life, but she DIDN'T! So I've decided wrote my life, so, when some girl read about H. Granger, she will know...the truth...
No that someone would like to write 'bout my boring life. Not thaaaaat boring, but not full of deaths, adventures and all this stuff, like Cassie's.
P.s. I did this strange thing last weekend: I was thinking in how much boring is have to turn the pages of the book when I'm reading, and, every time I ended a page, it turned by itself! Creepy...
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June, 1991
Oh, sorry I didn't write for... what... six months. Nothing really cool, but now I decided rename Cassie for Morgan. It's an ancient name for a wise woman who lived what... thousand years ago... some people say that she was a witch, but I think she was just smart. Very smart. Figure that in that age, she read! And most woman don't are allowed to do that... IMAGINE IF YOU CAN'T READ!
P.s. More strange things: Lory-the-one-who-calls-me-book-worm was lefting when I drop just half of the dozen books I was carrying, and. I just glanced to her face, and she. And her... her hair. Disappeared... It was shocking. Now she uses an wig.
----------------------
July, 1991
Oh my God! You can't imagine what happened!
I... received a letter! A letter from a school! A wizard school! They told me I was a witch!
Wow. I'm still breathless... the letter says that I need to buy spell's book... and cauldron. And funny pointy hats... and a WAND! A magic Wand! And there's this other parchment, that says that I'm muggle-born (without wizard parents) and that I got go in one bar and ask the barman to lead me to the 'Diagon Alley', where I can buy all this stuff...
My dad told me that it was kinda joke, but then I make his glasses fly from his face, just like the letter told me so, and he fainted. Now, he and mum are... conformed... in the weekend we'll go to 'The Leaky Cauldron'...
P.s. Weird? But totally truth!
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August, 1991
Hey, here's Hermione, the witch! We went to the leaky caldron, talked to the barman.. and... went to the most wonderful place ever! The Diagon Alley was full of funny people, tiny wizards, pretty witches, and a huge bookstore named 'Flourish and Bottles', where we buy all the required books. And all the ones that the salesman told us that was good to a muggle born, to know the wizard things and so...
I read half them, until now (we bought them last weekend, and it's Wednesday) and they are really great! My school, the HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY is the most popular, and in Hogwarts, an history, they said amazing things 'bout ghosts... the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, and about the four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Slytherin and Ravenclaw. I think I'll be in Ravenclaw, 'cause I'm smarter than brave, like the G Ones, or Kind, like the H ones, or even ambitious, like the S ones.
I've just did some test spells, changing colors of my slippers, making things dance a little... and with my wand (7 inches, Dragon HeartStrip) I can make funny noises and split colors...
I badly can wait the first day from school..
p.s. Strange stuff... let me think... there are some horrible pics in my transfiguration 'bout people who half turned slugs, or tables.. or.. yuck.. those nastyng things
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September, 1991
Wow! I'm in Gryffindor! Me and this funny boy named Neville, who is always loosing his frog... he was the first people who talked to me in the Train Station, no that 'Ops, sorry I covered you with ink' is an extraordinary conversation... but he seems fine.
There's also Ron Weasley, one redheaded boy who keeps avoiding me, and this Harry Potter, that saved the word from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Albus Dumbledore is really weird, with that looooooooooooong beard, and the flashing eyes, and Professor McGonnagal... oh, she's amazing, she's so smart and serious... and all...
'Bout the girls... well, Parvati Patil speaks with me, and the others even smile to me often, it's heaven! And there's also this bad boy, very good looking... Draco.. Malvoy? I think it's Malvoy. He has that very pretty blonde hair, but he's so nasty and... oh.. I like bad guys... :)
p.s. Weird? Really weird is to eat the Every Flavor Beans, they REALLY have every flavor. My first was strawberry, very good, I can add. But the next.. and the next... there's the list I can remember: Old Socks, Parchment, Nails, Grass, Dust(it was lime, odd, no?) and finally, an mixture of all that before and rotten eggs and burned burger, that Neville told me it might be Boggart. yuck.
---------------------------------------------------
October, 1991
Wow. That was such a month. First, I get many points with my lessons, and seemed that Potter and Weasley wanted to spoil everything, walking at the night. I went after them and.. oh.. we met that huge three headed dog... and some days after they start to avoid Me.. and I.. oh.. I was felling so lonely... even Neville wasn't talking to me... I started to cry, and felling sad.. I went to a empty bathroom...to stand by myself a little... I was there, crying, when an enormous Troll entered, and as quick as he saw me, I tried to run out, but he was coming closer and closer... I just stood froze, I though I could die.
Then, suddenly, Harry and Ron entered, and they had a pretty fight with the Troll, and the professors came...
At the end, we... just.. become friends!
p.s. That pretty bad boy. His name is Malfoy. It's very odd. He is odd. He made us almost die with the three-headed dog. Awful. Bad bad bad Malfoy.
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November, 1991
Ouch! We just discovered that the dog is keeping something. Something secret and dangerous. I started to look about this Flamel guy, that Hagrid told, or better, left escape that was friend of Dumbledore. Sure that Harry and Ron are searching too, but they think the library is boring. Boring is all this Quiditch thing. Figure that Harry almost die everytime he flies. Awful.
p.s. I think that the Malfoy guy wants to kill me. Every time we met, he drop something, just to make me fall. Sometimes I fall. He is disgusting. And Professor Snape is the worst people I ever met. He likes Malfoy so much that give points just because he is in the class, and take points of Ron because he is with the flu and sometimes he cough. And sure, Snape wants kill Harry.
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December, 1991
Here am I... with my muggle family. I miss the boys very much. And we are not allowed to do magic in the holiday, but my mum asked me, and I transformed two rocks in two pretty slippers for her.
Nothing else. I searched 'bout Flamel, but found nothing. I bet the guys forgot that. I send some candy and chocolates to them, in the case they forgot me too.
p.s. Strange is to be far away from Hogwarts.
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January, 1992
Yeah, they found nothing 'bout Flamel. But Harry found a mirror where he saw his family and Ron saw he was better than all his brothers. It's the Mirror of Erised. Desire. I would see... see... what? Me as a professor? An little Hermione...? Dunno.
But, at the facts again. I remember that Flamel was old... we searched again and discovered that the dog (fluffy) is keeping the Sorcerer's Stone, one Little Rock that provides all the money you want and eternal life. Now, it's not that weird that Snape wants it.
------------------
February, 1992
I lost 50 point to Gryffindor. I hate myself. And was all Malfoy's fault. Again. I hate him. I hate Norbert, that fool Dragon that Hagrid won. Hate. Hate. Hate.
p.s. I'm bad. Very bad. We lost 150 points. Gryffindor is the last in the HouseCup. I stink.
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March, 1992
To be in the Forbidden Forest was, at least, interesting. It was our detention. We found an death Unicorn. It was the saddest thing I ever saw. Ever. It was there, very shiny, lying in the ground. I almost cry.
p.s. I'm very melancholic. That unicorn just.. touched me.
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April, 1992
Harry is convinced that You-Know-Who is trying to kill him. And that Snape is his servant. That looks truth, and I almost can't study. The tests are coming... and if I get the worst results, in all the classes? An if they tell me that I'm just a muggle and I have to go home? And if I never ever could touch a wand or see Ron and Harry?
p.s. I'll not write next month, 'cause I have to study.
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June, 1992
Wow, the vacations! All happened at the same time, and what I can remember is this:
*Professor Quirrel was sharing his body and soul with You-Know-Who
*Snape saved Harry's life
*Ron won a chess play against McGonnagal game
*I used logic
*GRYFINDOR WON THE HOUSECUP
*I was the best student of the year (Professor McGonnagal told me that I may be a prefect in the future!)
That was, certainly, the best year of my life!!!
p.s. I think Snape hates me
Neville is the sweetest thing
Draco Malfoy is a git
And all is truth in this poor rime.