Ok people, here's chapter 4. Thanx for the nice reviews (and the criticism) it all helped
DISCLAIMER-we all know I'm not J.K. Rowling, so none of these people belong to me!
Once all three teenagers were safely in Hogsmeade, and had regained their balance, they started walking toward Hogwarts. It only took them a minute to realize that it was a Hogsmeade weekend; there were children everywhere. On the walk to the school, Harry noticed quite a couple of kids he knew that was younger than him: Luna Lovegood, looking just as loony as ever, the Creevy brothers, taking lots of pictures, Ginny Weasley, who made Harry's heart pound faster and harder than ever, and a bunch of other kids Harry knew by face but not name.
It took them around twenty minutes to finally reach the school. They had decided to walk, not fly, so they could think about what to say. But when they finally reached the school, they were glad. Walking took so long! But, finally, they were walking in through the front doors of the castle, the same doors they had walked in as children. They remembered the days when they walked in to learn about magic and happy things. Now they were walking in to learn about Hermione's birth.
"McGonagall or Hagrid first, Hermione?" Ron asked." Ummm… Hagrid." Hermione decided. So the threesome headed down the very familiar path to Hagrid's hut. They were silent, although they had so much that they could have talked about. After what seemed like hours to the troubled teens, they came to Hagrid's house. Well, not exactly a house, but more of a hut.
They all looked at each other before Harry reached out and knocked on the door. They heard Hagrid's heavy footsteps before the door opened and revealed the very large, hairy man that the children all grew to love. "Harry! Hermione! Ron! It's been so long!!!" Hagrid yelled excitedly. The trio couldn't help but smile through their seriousness. "What do I owe the pleasure of your visit after so long?" Hagrid asked. "Well," Ron said slowly, "we're not exactly here happily. I mean, it's great to see you and everything," Ron added hurriedly, seeing the look in Hagrid's face that was mixed with hurt and disappointment. "It's just that we found out Hermione was put up for adoption by my parents and we wanted to know what you knew about it!" Harry finished. Hagrid looked thoughtful. He remembered a lot of stuff about Harry's young parents. Maybe if he thought about it for a couple of minutes, he would realize why he wasn't surprised to hear this news. It was almost like he already knew…"Come in, yah guys. I need to think for a minute. Then I'll remember. Maybe." Hagrid said. Ron, Harry, and Hermione were quick to obey. They wanted to learn as much as possible. Once everyone was settled around the table with a cup of tea, Hagrid leaned his big head back and closes his eyes.
James and Lily were sitting together in chairs at Hagrid's table. They had always been friends with Hagird, really close. Lily was crying; she couldn't tell Hagrid why. He tried asking James, but all James could do was shake his head and try to comfort his obviously upset wife. Finally, when Lily was out of tears, she managed to croak out, "We had to give up Alicia. My poor little baby! They forced us! Oh Rubeus, what are we going to do? I'll miss her terribly! She won't know what to do without us. My poor little girl..." She started wailing. Hagrid was shocked. Little Alicia Potter. Gone? And who forced them to give the baby up? Death eaters?
Finally, Hagrid lifted his head up and opened his eyes. The three people before him saw tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Hermione. All I know is your birth name is Alicia Potter and your real parents were forced to give you up. I think I always knew you were their baby. You are great at Potions and Care of Magical Creatures like your mum. And I think Professor Dumbledore told us, too. Your birth name and your real birth date…Hmm, he went through a lot of trouble to get you to come here in 1990 instead of 1988. But then again, your new birth certificate must say you were born in 1979 even though I know for a fact you were born in 1977." Hagrid pointed out.
"Why, though? Why me? Why not Harry? Why am I so special? Why did they force my parents with me, but not Harry? I need answers, Hagrid!" Hermione busted out after a moment of silence. Hagrid shook his shaggy head. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I really am. Did you talk to Molly?" When the three nodded, Hagrid continued. "What about the new headmistress? Maybe she can help." Hagrid suggested. "That's where we're going next." Ron explained. "Well," Hagrid said gruffly, "she'll be the most help. I really don't have the answers to all your questions. I'll try to research for clues, though. Now, if your going to go see Minerva, you better leave." He stood up and opened the door. He needed to be alone to think. "Good-bye, Hagrid." Hermione said. "And thanks." She added. Harry and Ron muttered their good byes, too. Hagrid watched them walk up the long path to the castle. After a moment, he closed the door and lay down. He closed his eyes and fell fast asleep, soon dreaming of Lily and James Potter with their baby girl.
"Well, that was not much help!" Ron said, clearly disappointed. "Hopefully McGonagall will be able to help." Harry said to make Ron feel better. Ron nodded and brightened up. Once again, they were walking through the back doors in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Thankfully, it was a Hogsmeade weekend and nobody was there to notice them and make a big commotion like the last time they were there. Of course, that was before Voldemort was killed, but still…They didn't want to take chances. Waking through the empty corridors, many memories came back the threesome. Seeing the blood on the wall in second year, rescuing Sirius in third year, the tri-wizard (is that what its called??) in 4th year, Umbridge in fifth year, learning about Riddle's past with Dumbledore in 6th year, and fighting the biggest battle of their lives and suffering the greatest losses ever in 7th year. So many memories…
Finally, oh finally, they came to the gargoyles that guarded the headmistress's office. "
Ermm…Lemon Drops?" Harry guessed the password. The gargoyles didn't move. "How about Dumbledore lives?" Harry guessed again. it really did make a little sense. Dumbledore won't be dead until nobody had any faith in him anymore. Surprisingly, the gargoyles sprung to the side and Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped into the room. Minerva McGonagall looked up, surprised. "Mr. Potter! Mr. Weasley! Ms. Granger! So nice to see you! Nut how did you get in?" seeing the look on Harry's face, Minerva nodded. "Of, course. Dumbledore's man through and through." She nodded. "I understand. So, sit down and tell me why you have decided to show up after so many years." She commanded, but she was smiling. The three obeyed, and Harry began talking.
Hahahaha cliffy. Sorry it took so long to get up. I was going to add more but I decided to add it in the next chap. thanx to mustardgirl1128 for being my new beta!!! i really appreciate it!!
