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Hermione Granger sat at her home in Winchester looking at the fireplace which was burning wood to keep her warm on a cold September night. She looked up at the mantel and looked at the pictures of Toby at different stages of his life.
The first picture was of Toby when he was 3 days old; it was taken at the Burrow where Hermione had lived for the first 6 months of Toby's life. His black hair was sticking up in all directions and his eyes were open wide which was rare for a three year old baby.
The second picture was off Toby and herself when he was two she was sat in the rocking chair which Harry had brought her when Toby was born. Toby was sat in her lap looking up at her with pure adoration. She was reading him a story and had a huge smile of her face. She didn't know the picture was being taken but Ginny had sneaked a picture when they weren't looking.
The third picture was of Toby and his two uncles; Harry and Ron. It was his first time on a broom; he took to it like a duck on water. She was so proud and scared at the same time.
The last picture was from earlier in the morning of Toby in his school uniform; he looked so grown up and tears came to Hermione's eyes when she looked at him; he was no longer her little baby who needed her constantly. It was hard for her to be away from him; she had only left him a handful of time when he was a child and now he would be away from weeks on end.
A knock at the window broke her train of thought; an owl sat at the window trying to break in. Hermione rushed to the owl and opened the window. The owl belonged to her son; she had brought the white owl for him so he could write to her; he had promised to write every other day to stop his young mother worrying.
Hermione took the letter and ripped it open in excitement; she was sure he would be in Gryffindor like she was. He had so many Gryffindor traits.
Hi Mum,
I hope your okay now and have stopped crying. I'm fine and I promised I'd write didn't I.
Hogwarts is better than you described; I love it already. The train ride was great I met some friends of the train and their even in my house. So many people have asked me questions about you already and about how you killed Voldermort with Uncle Harry and Uncle Ron; it's starting to get annoying and it's only the first day. I suppose I will just have to put up with it.
Well the feast is over and I suppose you want to know what house I'm in. The hat couldn't decide between two houses but in the end choose….
Slytherin.
Apparently my father was in that house. Was he really? I know you wanted me to be in Gryffindor but I like Slytherin already and I promise I'll behave and won't get into any trouble. I wouldn't want to get into trouble anyway; the headmaster looks scary. Headmaster Snape? Was he here when you were here Mum?
Well I have to go; curfews started and I'm tired. I will write again tomorrow; tell Uncle Harry, Aunt Ginny and Uncle Harry that I miss them and that I'll write to them soon.
Love Toby.
Xx
Snape! Severus Snape was the headmaster! Shock was written all across her face. She didn't know he was at Hogwarts or even that he was the Headmaster; Harry told her that he wasn't there anymore. She was going to kill him!
Hermione looked down again at the letter in disbelief her son was in Slytherin! How did that happen? Of course she knew it could have happened his father was a Slytherin after all.
As Hermione closed the window another owl arrived at her window. She didn't know this owl and took the letter and the owl flew off. She tore the letter open and read the note.
Ms Granger,
You are needed at Hogwarts School immediately; don't worry there isn't a problem with Toby.
I have opened the Headmaster's floo; please floo through soon.
(Professor) Minerva McGonagall
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