Chapter one: Finding Out

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Everyone at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was eating their daily breakfast feast. It was the middle of the Golden Trio's sixth year at Hogwarts, and it was their best year yet.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron were talking about their classes they had in about a couple hours. In the middle of breakfast the owls came in with the students' mail. Harry and Ron got an issue of the Daily Prophet and a couple galleons from Mrs. Weasley as Ron's birthday present. Hermione got a jet black laptop and an unusual letter.

"What you got there, Herms?" Ron asked while reading his issue of the Daily Prophet.

"I dunno," Hermione said curiously, looking at the mysterious letter.

Hermione untied the red ribbons tied around the laptop, which held the letter in it as well. She ripped the edges and opened the letter. It read:

Miss Hermione Granger,

You may wonder why I am writing to you in a letter than talking to you in person. When you were but a baby, you were adopted by the Granger family. The Grangers have been running low on money, with a new child in the family, or so I heard. Therefore they cannot afford to raise you anymore. Now it is by law that the Summers family (your biological family) will take you into their custody. I have written a letter to the Summers saying you are to come as soon as possible. You must leave by noon tomorrow. You will be residing at 613 Revello Drive, Sunnydale, California until the September you return for your seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Yours Truly,

Albus Dumbledore

P.S- This laptop is for school use. You may only use it for the class work you will miss. The web site is called simply You may not use it for any other muggle, or non muggle sites.

Hermione was in awe after she had read the letter. Ron and Harry grabbed the letter while eating their pastries. When they were finished, they shared the same look of awe Hermione had on her face.

"Wow, Hermione," Harry whispered, his famous face etched with shock.

"I know, it just feels weird, that I belonged to another family, and I never knew," Hermione said, looking into Harry and Ron's eyes. "In case you didn't look at the letter carefully, I have to leave by tomorrow, and I have to go half way around the world to the States to be there, I don't know if I wanna leave here for Sunnydale, but there's gotta be a reason why they would want me to leave so early, I'll go to the library and see if I can find information about Sunnydale."

"You and your libraries," Ron joked.

"Herm, do you really think you're gonna find information on a town in California, we're in England," Harry reasoned.

"OK, I know but I wished I knew more though," Hermione pouted.

The two boys of the golden trio went to the rest of their classes, and then went to bed, while Hermione packed all her things for her trip to California. 'Why now,' Hermione thought. She thought these words throughout the night until she went to sleep.

The next morning, Hermione woke up to a cloud of red hair. It was Ginny.

"Oh my god, 'Mione I'm so happy for you!" Ginny squealed.

"Why?" Hermione said groggily.

"Because silly, no more school for you for another half a year. I mean, to you it might be bad but think of it, no more Snape!" Ginny giggled.

"Joy," Hermione said in a sarcastic way.

"What time is it, Gin," Hermione asked.

"'Bout 10:30. You better get down to breakfast, won't wanna be hungry for ya trip now would you," Ginny said, mimicking her mother.

"I'll meet you down there, you go ahead," Hermione said walking into the bathroom with fresh clothes.

"OK," Ginny said as she left Hermione's bed room.

When Hermione came down to breakfast, everyone at the Gryffindor table was waving goodbye, like if she was already leaving. Figuring she would leave after breakfast, Hermione wore a camouflage tank top, with black jeans. She also wore her favorite Sketchers.

"Hey Hermione, are you nervous?" Harry and Ron asked at the same time.

"Gee, let me think about that... uh yeah," Hermione said.

"Oh my god, Hermione where did you get that top, I want it," Ginny commented.

"Out of a catalog called Alloy," Hermione stated matter-of-factly. "I'll buy you one next time."

"My goddess! Thank you!" Ginny squealed.

"Hermione, Dumbledore wants to see you in his office after breakfast," a Gryffindor prefect yelled.

"OK," she yelled back as she left the table.

"I guess breakfast is over for her," Ron whispered to Harry.

"Lemon tarts," Hermione said to the gargoyle. The gargoyle opened, letting Hermione to go through.

"'Mione wait," Harry yelled from behind. "You forgot this," he said showing her laptop.

"Oh thanks Harry," Hermione said. "I'll miss you guys," she said as a tear fell from her eye.

"We will too, Herm." Harry hugged her.

"I gotta go, bye," Hermione waved, as Harry backed off.

Hermione walked through the gargoyle, into Dumbledore's office. There were the most interesting books on shelves so high, that they seemed to extend into the sky itself. She saw a Phoenix being reborn from the ashes. Then she heard an old man's voice from above.

"Welcome, Miss Granger... or should I say Miss Summers," Dumbledore said.

"Hello professor. I really should be going. Why exactly am I here?" Hermione asked.

"Ah, I was wondering when you would ask that," Dumbledore said, his blue eyes twinkling. "Here take a seat, you may need it," he said as he pulled a velvet chair from the desk. "There is more to you than I told in the letter," he stated. Hermione took a seat.

"Yes, it's true that your adoptive parents cannot afford to raise you anymore but, there is a reason why your biological family has taken you in" Dumbledore said. "Have you ever heard of demons or Slayers?" Dumbledore asked. Hermione nodded.

"I heard of demons, but not Slayers. Why are you asking me this?" Hermione questioned him.

"I do not know if you knew this already, but demons are real. They are not just in books, they are in real life," Dumbledore said thoughtfully. Hermione had a look of confusion on her face. She had spent her whole life around books, but she had never known that the frightening demons that had haunted her books were real.

"I thought demons were things in books, not in real life," Hermione said slowly. "I mean they can't be, can they?"

Dumbledore had seemed to ignore her. "Slayers are girls, or should I say women, who fight demons. You may ask why I am telling you this" he said. "In every generation there is a chosen one. One girl in the entire world should slay the demons and the forces of darkness.

"Well, there is a slayer and then there are potentials" he continued. "Potentials are girls who wait to become the slayer, which means that the current slayer has to die to activate a potential."

"So why are you telling me this?" Hermione asked.

"Because you are a potential," Dumbledore said solemnly. "Bringers are a breed of demons that are extraordinarily evil. They have been sent to murder all the potentials, which would therefore end the Slayer line. We can not risk losing you to death. That is why you are going to Sunnydale."

Author's Note: ok as you may or may not know this story was posted by my very good friend Kristen but she decided to let me have ownership of the story and continue it where she left it off. I hope that I can make this story as good as she did. I'll try to update frequently but with the end of school here I'll see what I can do. Hope you enjoyed this first chapter. Leave me some feedback. LOVE, Kelli