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Chapter 2: A story to tell
A few seconds after the beginning of the vibrations of the portal, a strange creature appeared. It was difficult to distinguish the passage from the head to the torso and what appeared to be the lower body with the legs. He was tinged with black and red on the whole body and had two horns on his head. It was the very archetype of what muggles called a demon. Looking at him, we could only feel a thrill going through our bodies.
Hermione was the only one who did not seem frightened by the monster facing her or she showed nothing. She was looking at him with intense hatred, and they all realized that if one look had the ability to kill then that creature would already be on the ground. Yet even though she was already fighting, she did not seem to have her wand with her. Nobody pointed to Hermione winning against this demon.
- You come back with me! He snarled at Hermione, pointing to what appeared to be his finger.
- No way. I am free and I intend to remain so.
To everyone's surprise, she made a fireball appear in her hand. No burning seemed to be felt and in view of the control she showed, it was obvious that Hermione was not at her first try. Some people were searching on the witch for her wand or at least a few pieces of which she would have found a way to draw energy but nothing.
She threw him the fireball right in the chest which projected the creature through the portal. Everyone was impressed by the power that was coming out of the witch right now, though it was obvious that she had been quite exhausted by this manoeuvre. The little girl then rushed into the arms of her mother who almost struggled to lift but tried not to show it.
- Miss Granger, exclaimed Minerva, tell us what has happened to you!
- First, I want to know one thing, professor..
- All that you want.
- How long have I been...
She did not bother to finish her sentence when she noticed Harry and Ron at the Gryffindor table. It was then that she realized that they did not look older than in her own memories that seemed very far away.
- It's been three weeks and a few days, since you've disappeared from our point of view, said Albus.
A sad expression then appeared on the witch's gaze, which realized that it would be really impossible for her to find a little of her normal life. All she had hoped for was to find her family one day. Yet it seemed difficult to find a lost friendship with teenagers when she was now an adult and a mother. She put her daughter on the ground without letting go of her hand. Approaching then, step by step towards Umbridge, she stared at her with an aggressive and hateful look.
- Do you explain to them or do I do it? She asked her.
- I ... Uh ... I … I do not know what you ... Stammered the woman in pink.
Hermione sighed at the total lack of courage that the old Slytherin in front of her had. It was not even the courage that she ultimately lacked, but the simple respect for the other and the ability to take responsibility for her actions.
- Twelve years ago, from my point of view, of course, Dolores Umbrage invited me to her office. With the ambient tension at the castle and the few worries experienced in class, I thought I would be reprimanded.
The brunette then explained that she was greeted by a Umbridge with a huge smile that afternoon. Although finding this strange, she was not suspicious of what she thought was a teacher. The teacher then explained to her that she wanted to reward her desire to learn as well as her intelligence, by sharing some things with her.
Umbridge had then approached a strange mirror. Hermione had immediately thought of a muggle tale she knew about another world on the other side of a mirror. The young witch had pretty quickly realized that it was a portal between the dimensions. It was when she stopped thinking of a certain white rabbit that she felt two hands behind her back push her through the mirror.
- Sorry? What have you done? Almost cried McGonagall, more red than ever.
Hermione could only smile at her house manager. She was the only one to smile in the whole room.
- Once I realized that I had landed in another dimension, I had to know first what kind it was and then how to get back.
- I imagine it was not one of the most enjoyable to live with your guest. Concludes Albus.
She nodded sadly. Hermione then explained that she had found herself in a demonic-like dimension. Humans, at least the few that existed there, served as slaves to demons and other creatures who lived there. She looked down, deep in her memories before remembering that she had not finished her story.
- I found myself without my wand, since it was destroyed, so I did what I could to control my magic without. You saw the result.
Hermione could only smile; it was one of the few things that made her proud of all she had been through all these years. That and the little brown head that looked at her continuously with a huge smile.
- Like other humans, I was reduced to slavery. But I ended up finding the strength to escape.
- She was your strength, I'm wrong? Albus asked, looking at the little girl.
- It's exact. When I realized that I had become pregnant, I realized that I could not let my child live what I had lived so I escaped.
The force that emanated from Hermione led to the admiration of all who listened to her story. Even the Slytherins were not insensitive to what she was saying. She ended by adding that she had lived by moving from human colony to human colony, hiding from time to time to prevent her daughter to become a slave.
