Prologue:
"Are you OK Miss?" asked the young boy after her feet caught on a stone on ground and she fell. She looked up to see a kid maybe her own age extending his hand. He had black hair and blue eyes with a hint of a smile in his mouth. Maybe it was this hint of a smile that caused the small fear in her, as every time someone her age laughed or smiled at her it was always with malice.
"Yes, thank you" she said with a small voice and let the boy pull her back to her feet. His smile grew and and he pulled her hand to mouth for a kiss.
"Luke Wright, Miss. Charmed." His actions and his words contradicting his seeming 6 years of age. With a blush, she answered:
"Hermione Jean Granger, nice to meet you." And cringed instantly, after all every other kid who heard her name had mocked her. But when she looked at his face, he had nothing but a kind smile.
"What a beautiful name, Hermione Jean; would you mind if I walked you home?"
And this was the start of her friendship with the often mysterious Luke Wright. After he walked her home from the park that was admittedly very close to her home, he had disappeared. Only to reappear every now and then at the most unexpected of times. He had joined Hermione randomly when she was at the park or library and they had built a friendship that she had not found with anyone else. These small get togethers were almost always happened when she was alone and even at that age she was fairly certain her parents thought her "well-mannered" friend was imaginary.
Months passed and at a summer day, she had admitted to Luke with a sad expression;
"Why don't you come around more Luke, it's so lonely without you." Luke had turned to her and hugged her.
"I am sorry I can't be around more Jean, but I already come to you every second I am able to" She had been so surprised. No other kids wanted to be her friend, yet Luke had spent every possible moment with her? It had cemented his place in her heart.
"But I believe I can help with your loneliness my dear." He said, his voice gaining a playful edge.
"Does Miss. Granger, the bookworm extraordinaire wish a very special book?" Oh it had been so hard to choose between continuing the hug or to step back and look for the promised book, but she had forced herself away from him and started looking around.
He had then pushed a book towards her she hadn't seen in his hands a second before, book had a dark red cover with a black star in a circle on it's front cover. When she grabbed it the book almost seemed to whisper to her, but he had stopped her from opening it.
"This book my dear Jean, is a very special book that can allow you to call friends from other worlds. But to have it, you must do two things I ask of you. One, you must tell no one about this book, it's our secret. Your parents, teachers, librarian… no one can know. Two, when you call your friends, you must tell them you found this book in a library; this is very important."
She had agreed, almost without thinking. After all a book couldn't be bad could it? She had barely kept herself from opening the book until that night when she was alone in her room. She had opened the book then to find it written in a language she didn't knew, yet… she could read it. She had never seen the words written before, but she understood what they meant after reading them. And what an interesting book it was. Hermione's parents were decidedly atheists, and had not taught her about angels and demons, so she had not shied away from reading a book about demon summoning. It wasn't like rituals that were written asked for evil things to be done either, most demons were summonable by a chalk ritual circle, a few drops of blood and some chanting. She had devoured the book and a week later had tried to summon her first demon. She had only chosen a succubus because how book had mentioned they were beautiful and they could share their beauty with ones they had deemed worthy.
Had she been born a Christian, her knowledge of demons would stop her. Had she been born a Pureblood, her knowledge of how ritual spells were dangerous would stop her. Had she even been born Muggle, her lack of magic would block her. Yet, she was neither. So she had drawn the circle and stood in it with a kitchen knife in right hand. She would not be lonely anymore, she swore. Smallest of cuts in her left hand and a drop of blood had dropped in the circle and the circle had started glowing red.
"
King's steps are echoing through the world,
His Voice eternal,
His vision encompassing,
With his blessing, I pray to thee,
May your passion be forever,
With his blessing, I pray to thee,
May your beauty unsurpassed,
I summon thee, lady of air and fire,
Beautiful one,
Elyna"
As she had said the lines, an unearthly wind had started and the room had gotten warmer and warmer. And when she finished a flash happened throwing her back. When she opened her eyes, she had seen the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. She was a tall brunette, with small black horns in her head and a long tail.
"Well, well." She had said.
"It's a pleasure to be summoned into mortal world again, Little Mistress. I am Elyna. As you might've known... I am a Succubus."
2 years passed after that. Hermione was now 8 years old, and she was far happier than how she had been 2 years ago. Elyna had listened to her life story, although she hadn't mentioned Luke to her and afterwards she had claimed Hermione as a sister. Every night when she was alone, Hermione would summon her and they would speak about anything and everything. She had taught her how to move gracefully, how to look beautiful with smallest of changes and how to act. In a few weeks Hermione had jumped from the "bullied girl" to the "unapproachable cool girl" in the school. Yet she had not made many friends in the school, their bullying still fresh. Instead she had summoned more and more demons.
Qadir, was a Pit Lord who was much like an uncle. He had enjoyed telling her stories of demons past and their wars with Angels. While Hermione had read up on demons and angels after summoning Elyna, Ely had convinced her that they were written as bad guys only because they had lost the war. They were created by an angel who only wished for freedom, and the other angels wanted to kill them just because they existed. They had only wished to survive, but angels had locked them into a dimension where they could only come to Mortal World if someone had summoned them.
Qadir, who looked like a massive man with lizard like scales and a big tail that dragged in the ground, had told her a lot of stories about not only angels and demons, but mortals and wizardkind too.
Criss, was a demon prince who looked like a very thin human with pitch black skin. He had a thin and long face, yellow eyes and long claws instead of fingers. He had taught Hermione a little bit of demonic magic and some self defence.
Luthen, who was the last demon she summoned, was different to the others in which she did not prefer a humanoid form. She looked like a large owl with red eyes and black feathers. She spoke with the voice of an old lady, and she was by far the most knowledgeable of the four. She was the first one to actually tell Hermione that she was different from the people around her, that she was a Witch. What followed had been lessons regarding the wizardkind, their magic and their customs. Seeing that she was a willing pupil, Luthen had gave her lessons day in and day out about everything from mathematics to languages to history to magic. She had used her own demonic magic to make Hermione learn faster and Hermione had sucked up the knowledge just like sponge. This lessons had taken so much of her time that, her other demon friends had also joined them just to spend time with Hermione. She had also taught her how to instantly summon demons without circles or chants, but warned Hermione that she could only do so if she knew the demons name.
Once Hermione asked Ely why they were spending so much time with her, her answer had been a long but enlighthening explanation.
"Because 'Mione, you are a delightful young lady and we love you. But if you are asking why have we answered your summons and stuck around enough to love you, answer is simple. We demons eat souls, they are the most prized food and currency among us. Only way for a demon to get souls, is by a summoner. Normally summoners summon us for a single duty, and dismiss us afterwards. It's rare to have a summoner that summons us and wants us to be there. And while you do not want anyone dead now, you are a human. In the future there will be ones who wronged you, there will be ones who you believe should be dead and even maybe if we are lucky you will want to lead and there will ones who oppose you. In any case we'll be your protectors and assassins, every time we kill one of your enemies we will gain souls. We are strong Hermione, there are very few mortal things that can harm us. Only true dangers to us in this world are the ones who can summon angels as angels cannot be killed by us, only banished if we can harm them enough. But that risk is very well worth taking if we can protect you and get souls along the way. You, Hermione, can be the Queen of these lands if you wished so. Actually, it'd be great if you wished to rule more than these just these lands. Why stop with a country when you can have two right? Anyway I am digressing. My point is Hermione, you are my sister… and I'll make sure you have anything you want in this world."
While she had not understood all of it, Hermione had accepted her explanation because her sister had said she loved her. She did not think she could ever be the Queen though, after all queens lived in palaces and spoke weird didn't they?
Another 2 years passed, Hermione was now 10. Only problem with her ongoing life was that she was seeing Luke less and less, with school and her demon friends she rarely had time to be alone and Luke only appeared some of those times. It was also a problem that she hadn't told her demon friends about him at his request so she couldn't say no when Ely wanted to come while she was alone outside. While other three demons had only appeared at night in her room, when she was alone; Ely had drawn a rune in the back of her shoulder and that rune got warm every time she wanted to come around. She also was good at acting like a mortal so Hermione had summoned her a lot of times, and sometimes she had even used her magic to steal Hermione away from her school and took her to movies or parks. After all Hermione had known everything she was supposed to learn for the next 3 years thanks to Luthen.
And the day had finally came, she was sitting with Luthen and Ely in the night of her last day as a 10 year old, talking about laws of mortal magic and how they could be defied by demonic influences, when Luthen had stopped talking abruptly and smiled.
"Well darling, it seems that your invitation to the mortal school of magic has arrived. I think you should open the window so the owl can drop you the letter." Hermione then had gotten up and opened the window for a tawny owl to fly in. After she took the letter that was tied to the owls leg, it had flown back away and she had sit and read the letter from the school.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. As with all our students of non-magical background, a teacher will be at your resident within the week to explain you about magical world and take you to Diagon Alley for your school supplies.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
And then there was another page which listed the requisite supplies;
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
3. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1), by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic, by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory, by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions, by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection, by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICK
Yours sincerely,
Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus
Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions
And that was it. Hermione was so excited, it had taken a small spell by Elyna to get her to sleep. After all, she would have a visit from her new school soon.
AN:
Well that's it, this is my first fic so I hope you guys liked it. Regarding the story, I will be doing another prologue chapter in which the style will be similar to this one. I am thinking about starting the actualy story around 3rd or 4th years so until then will be time-skips with small events happening in between.
My Hermione will be a dark, somewhat super character and most her original friends will end up her enemies. Dumbledore and Weasleys are all good and moral people… which will probably make them the bad people in Hermione's eyes. Harry… I am undecided. What do you guys think? Should Hermione corrupt him before others? Or should he be Good and be her enemy? Either way pairing won't be HHr, and definitely won't be Hermione-Ron.
Reads&Reviews appreciated, let me know any mistakes I made J
Oh and if anyone wants to be my beta or act as a sounding board for my future ideas for this story or other stories, drop me a pm.