"Hermione!" Her mother called while shaking the young girl out of her sleep. Hermione woke with a gasp and looked around her dark dusty room. Her mother looked at her with concern and Hermione got up shakily and touched her lamp lightly, making sure it was real. Hermione's mother took this as a sign to go and warned Hermione she had ten minutes to get ready. Once gone, she fell, panting and crying heavily.
"Was it all just a dream..." She asked herself and looked at her hands that once touched a world that accepted her. Hermione shook her head and got up. She put on a white shirt with a blue skirt that fit around her waist snuggly. She slowly put on her shoes. Trying to remember every aspect of the glorious dream. Harrys faint scar, Ron's bright red hair, Fred's beautiful eyes. She shook her head and went slowly down stairs taking each step extra slow incase they let out from underneath her. She felt the banister, the wallpaper that adorned the walls. She looked that the drawings she made when she was very little that hung from the cork board. Hermione grabbed her bag at the end of the stairs and leaned her head against the wall.
It was all a dream. Just a dream. A dream. A bloody dream! But it felt so real...
"Hermione, what took you so long? You might be late!" Her mom shoved a small bagel into her hand and pushed her out the door. Hermione silently walked to school and finally came to it when a car rushed past her and splashed her while driving into a large puddle.
"Freak!" Someone called out the window and Hermione nearly broke down crying. Of course. Of bloody course this would happen.
She approached the parking lot and glanced over at the car that splashed her. She grimaced at the boys and a girl glared at her for stairing. Hermione glanced away quickly, not wanting to add anything else bad to this day.
"Hey Hermione!" Griddy welcomed her into the school and was working on a light in front of the doors.
"Hello Griddy!" She smiled at the giant man and tossed the still warm bagel with her favorite cream cheese on it. He caught it right in time and smiled at the young girl.
"Well thank you Hermione! How kind of you!" He announced and at the bagel in three bites. Some of the cream cheese stuck to his beard and she just inwardly chuckled.
"Hey Griddy, I have a question for you." She trailed off.
"Well you can ask away!" He smiled at her once more.
"Do you think there is such things as like... real life dreams? God that sounds stupid. Have you ever had a dream that just felt so real?" She asked blushing.
"Well of course! Just because they are dreams doesn't mean they cant be real Hermione!" Griddy looked at the small girl and descended the step ladder.
"I really belonged there Griddy." She said sadly. "I really felt at home."
Griddy looked heartbroken at this statement. He saw first hand what her peers and what her father had done to her, though she would never elaborate or tell Griddy about what really happens with her father, Griddy has stopped multiple people from hurting his small friend. Most of the time it was too late and the damage of a black eye or bloody nose was already done.
"Well you know what? You will find your place Hermione, it might not be here, but you will find it. I am always here to help you look." He shook the girls shoulders and she smiled up at Griddy. She would never tell him this, but Griddy was a father to the girl. She thanked the giant man and entered into school.
She aimlessly walked to each classroom and as the time went by reality hit her. When lunch came about she decided to go into the cafeteria instead of the library, she didnt want the silence to leave her alone with her thoughts. She sat at the dirty blue lunch table alone and picked at the food in front of her. A grilled cheese drenched in butter and a little cup of french fries. She popped a french fry in her mouth and chewed it silently. Reaching for another one, she suddenly felt a jolt in the back of her head.
"What the hell..." She felt the back of her head and felt a mush gloped in her hair. She looked around to see everyone laughing.
"So, Herpes Strange-girl. Think you can look at my boyfriend, eh?" A tall red head made it over to her. She glowered and lowered her face to Hermione's ear.
"Well think again" The girl grabbed Hermione by her hair and dragged her out of her seat. Hermione screeched in pain and dug her nails into the girls arm. The girl screamed at Hermione and kicked her in the ribs. Hermione, noticing her grip slackening, pushed away from the girl and ran towards the door. Hermione never felt her legs move so quickly and happiness overtook her knowing that she would get away. Then she looked up and saw two tall guys standing in front of it and Hermione skidded to a stop.
"Shit.." Hermione said under her breathe. She whipped around to see the girl charging her and Hermione put her hands out to stop the girl. Once the girl came in contact with Hermione's hands she screamed and fell to the ground, grasping her collar bone.
"She fucking burned me! That little bitch burned me!" The girl took her hands off of her collar bone and everyone saw burns in the shape of handprints.
Hermione gasped and smiled, almost screaming for joy. Even if last night was a dream, she still kept some of the magic she posessed. The happiness was once again replaced when she felt herself slam into the double doors and into the hallway. Hermione's head gushed blood and she quickly fell unconscience.
"Is she dead?" A finger prodded her side.
"I dont think so... Look at her head! Why is it bleeding!" Another seemed to call out.
"She cant be dead, shes breathing!" Hermione opened her eyes just slightly and saw three red Heads and one very dark brown haired boy looking down at her. She shot up and saw the entire Gryffindor house stairing at her in confusion. One girl even jumped when she shot up and screamed. Others looked as pale as a ghost. George handed Fred a few Galleons.
"Im back!" She screamed and hugged the closest red head near her. She looked and it was one of the twins who looked at her like she had grown two heads.
"Well Hermione," the twin started, "you have been here all along! I dont see how you were even gone!"
"Must be going mad that one!" The other twin replied.
"Ah, that she must be my dear twin, that she must be."
"Where else could you have gone?" Harry snorted.
"I went back to the world I really live in. The one I reside in when I am awake." Everyone looked at her like she was crazy; most decided to take their departure, seeing as she wasnt dead and that seemed to lessen the amount of gossip they can spread about the girl. The twins, Ron and Harry sat on her bed and questioned her sanity.
"No really! I live in a small down in Britian. It's quite horrid actually. I much rather would be here then there." She smiled softly. Hermione felt a jolt of pain in the back of her head and Harry quickly moved behind her to see it, putting both of his legs on either side of her. Hermione blushed at this but Harry just moved her hair aside and looked.
"Bloody Hell Hermione, what happened?" Harry took his wand and went to heal her head. Hermione felt a pull and a sharp pain and flinched. Fred squeezed her hand and went back to his original place.
"It's a bit embaressing really..." She trailed off blushing. Hermione didnt want the others to get the notion she was a loser in her other life. They might see her for what she really was if she even mentioned it. And she didnt want to loose the friends as soon as she made them.
"We can be the judge of that!" Both twins said at the same time.
"People in school just arent too fond of me, thats all." Hermione replied curtly.
"Fond of you? Hermione! They nearly blew the back of your head off! I think I can see your brains in some places!" Harry yelled.
"Hardly! It just is a little cut! Head wounds bleed much worse than other wounds." Harry then dropped the subject, seeing it going no where.
Hermione looked down at her hands and felt her skin stretch on her head. Fred looked at the girl and examined her arms to make sure she was okay. He felt a bump on the bone meaning she had broken her arm before. His mind wandered to what had happened and if someone had done it to her. Fred and George had broken their arms when they were little by colliding on their broomsticks and falling to the ground. He unthinkingly touched his own bump and looked at George. Fred grabbed her hand once again and felt her tiny hand in his big paw. He almost chuckled at the size difference.
Finally, Fred and George decided it would be best to make Hermione get into a good mood again and took a trinket out of their pocket.
"Ron, would you like a chocolate?" Ron catching on accepted the chocolate and ate it in one bite. Suddenly, Ron's face went dark.
"Fred, which chocolate did you give me..." Rons face turned red and smoke blew out of his ears. His face and body then began to become lumpy and boils popped up. Hermione gasped and backed up, accidently leaning back into Harry. He wrapped his unexpectedly large arms around her to calm her but Ron's boils began to pop and the oozing puss began to sicken Hermione. So much so that she took off to the nearest trash can and threw up. Everyone flinched at the sight of her throw up and looked like they were going to be sick too. Finally feeling better, she wiped her mouth with a towel, but when Hermione looked back, she saw a white blob come at her. She felt the muscus-y slime cover her face and drip down her neck and onto her pajama shirt. She then proceeded to faint. The last thing she felt was two arms wrap around her and a flash of red.
"Shes awake!" Someone called out. She opened her eyes as much as she could to see a paramedic rushing her out of the school. Griddy was holding the tiny hand and cursing under his breath. He got into the ambulance with Hermione and she saw tears leave his eyes and catch in his beard. The paramedics were calling out orders to get a surgeon ready to close the head wound and Hermione caught something else she couldnt understand. Everyone was unaware that her head wound has already closed up and a silvery scar was left in its wake.