A cub in need of a mother

Content: Do we really know Hermione Granger, her parents, her life? Why does our favourite Deputy Headmistress seem so interested? And why is she so happy to see new teachers?

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except some of the new Teachers.

Chapter 1

Hermione Jean Granger second year student at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry had left Hogwarts just three days ago to find her whole life had just been uprooted her parents dead and in an Orphanage and nobody to help. What a way to hand yourself to moldywort than be in an orphanage. She might as well just hand herself over to him now it's as easy as that.

Hermione sighed and thought 'why why did I not listen to that stupid hat and just tell them who I am.'

Hermione Granger age 13 lay on her back on a bunk bed and shared a room with 12 other girls all aged 8 or younger. Hermione sighed once more and buried her face into a pillow thinking of that evil woman Maria who was her social worker did not even allow her to go to her parent's funeral, never mind try to contact her best Friend Harry. Hermione thought back to her sorting and her talk with the sorting hat.

Flashback/

'Mr Hat what's so curious I am normal girl with normal parents who just happens to be a witch.' Thought Hermione to the hat.

'My dear do you know you're adopted?' replies the hat.

'Of course duh I've known since I was four but so what all I know is that my mum's name was Minerva and my dad's was ABWP.' Hermione thinks shaking her head slightly.

'You Know that that the Headmaster and deputy right?'

'It can't be, why they are the most powerful of the age why have a kid and then give her up at the age of 2 and a half, it doesn't make sense. You're lying!' cried Hermione.

'I am never wrong my dear and so you shall follow them.' "GRYFFINDOR!" cried the hat at last.

End of flashback/

Hermione sighed once more before she heard a door to the room creak open and everyone held their breath as Hermione's second worst nightmare came in the first being You-know who.

Please R&R and I am sorry this one is short.