I used some text from the book, and the screenplay to help progress my story... a lot of things will change soon, but this part was necessary.


The library was fit for this castle. During the castle tour, Professor McGonagall showed her the way too the library but never showed her even though her face was desperate to see it. However when Madam Pince opened the double doors, Hermione was speechless to say the least. Tomes and Volumes of old dusty books were everywhere and as far as she could see. Stacks rose near twenty feet to the ceiling. Floor to ceiling windows let in a lot of natural light into the aisles. Some candles were lit on some of the darker aisles.

Madam Pince turned to see Herrmione's face and smiled when she saw the same light in her eyes that helped her become a librarian of old books. "Feel free to explore, Don't worry about putting it back, they are all spelled to return on their own. If you need me, I'll be in the office in the back. Professor McGonagall said she would be up to collect you when it was time."

"Thank you, Madam Pince." Hermione watched her leave and then she set herself on the floor of the very first stack. Pulling out the first book on the floor shelf she leaned back against the wall and began to read. The book was a rather boring book about the effects of wolfsbane and the historical record of the times it was used. She continued to read, thinking she might never need this information but who knew.

After about two hours or so, she stood up and looked down the stacks hoping to find a list of where books were located. She saw a bright red book among brown ones on a stack a few rows down and pulled it out. The title was Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander.

She sat at the table and opened the book. The animals listed were all the animals she had imagined as a youngster reading all those fantasy books. She continued to read, not once leaving the table.

Hermione was still engrossed in a book whn she heard a distant train whistle. Getting up from the table, she looked out the nearest window and saw a plume of smoke from a train stop at the nearby town with all the lights.

"Miss Granger, it is time to meet up with the rest of your class."

"Yes, Professor." She turned to follow Professor McGonagall, passing Madam Pince on the way out, "Thank you, very much Madam Pince."

"Your very welcome, Miss Granger, I hope to see you in here a lot more."

"Absolutely." Hermione followed Professor McGonagall out into the hall and down a few flights of stairs before they made their way to the entrance hall.

"Miss Granger, I want you to sneak into the group before I start." Hermione nodded and followed her into the room that was full of students her age, she snuck behind Professor McGonagall and joined a group at the left edge of the staircase.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before youcan take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn you points, while breaking of the rules will lose your house points. The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily."

Professor McGonagall dissappeared behind the double doors to the Great Hall, when a boy with bright blonde hair turned to a boy next to Hermione with black hair and broken glasses.

"So it's true then. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Hushed whispers were heard all over the staircase. "The name's Malfoy, and this is Crabbe and Goyle. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort, I can help you there."

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks." Malfoy retracted the hand he had extended and moved back to his friends once Professor McGonagall had arrived at the top of the staircase again.

The sorting ceremony had started and some people had already been sorted. The ceiling was still dancing, some older students were cheering for the Hufflepuff that had just sat down. The boy with black hair named Harry Potter was soon called and he sat down.

The hat took longer than the others for Harry to finally sit down at the Gryffindor table. The applause and cheers louder than normal.

"Hermione Granger."

The professor called her name and she proudly strode to the hat and sat down. "So brave, full of knowledge, a want to make friends. Ravenclaw would be good for you, but so would Gryffindor. Better be Gryffindor!"

An eruption of cheers came from the second table and before Professor McGonagall could remove the hat, he whispered so low that Hermione almost didn't catch it. "Good luck, Your Highness."

"Thank you." she whispered back. The professor took the hat off and she bounded to the side that Harry Potter had sat down. She took the seat and shook his hand. Both smiling.


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