DISCLAIMER: Certain characters, themes, and ideas have been taken from the world of Harry Potter created by J.K. Rowling and subsidiaries. No copyright infringement is intended and I claim no ownership of anything you recognize. However, Kathryn is mine, please don't take her! She is my leading lady, and I need her for my upcoming trilogy, so if you see her sneaking off with Harry, please remind her that she should be studying her lines! Thank you, and please review!
A/N: The following is a short story that I consider somewhat an original idea. This segment is merely a prologue, but the actual story will be up as soon as it's typed.
SERENDIPITY"Grammy! Grammy, we're learning about Harry Potter in school, and I was wondering if you knew a story to tell me about Harry Potter, since you know so many stories," five-year-old Hermione rambled, greeting her grandmother with as big a hug as her small frame could offer.
"I might," replied her grandmother with a grin, picking the young girl up.
"Oh, pleeeease Grammy? You always have stories!" Hermione begged, putting on her best pouty face.
"All right," her grandmother smiled, taking a seat in her rocking chair and pulling Hermione into her lap. "I do know one thing about Harry Potter that most people don't know."
"What's that, Grammy?" the little girl questioned, a puzzled look on her tiny brow. Her grandmother smiled again, ever in awe of her granddaughter's innocence.
"Well, everyone knows that Harry Potter saved the world from Voldemort. And after that, he kind of disappeared for a while. No one knew where he went, but most people thought he went to rest, since he'd been saving the world since he was eleven. Then, he emerged a few years later, totally unexpectedly, and announced his engagement to a young woman that he had been secretly dating. Everyone was shocked, because no one knew where this woman came from, and it certainly wasn't a prestigious wizarding family. But I know where she came from; she was a muggle."
Little Hermione gasped, shocked.
"Why would Harry Potter marry a muggle?" she asked, wide-eyed.
"Because he loved her. It used to be fairly common for wizards and witches to marry muggles back in those days, otherwise the magical population would have died out. It's still happens today, it's just not as common," her Grammy explained patiently.
"Oh, well, why is that so special? Is that the story, then?" Hermione asked sounding slightly disappointed.
"No! No my dear, that is the outcome. The story I know is how he actually met his wife, and it happens to be a very interesting one."
"Oh, please tell it!" pleaded Hermione, her excitement renewed with the hope of a love story.
"All right," chuckled her grandmother, pulling an afghan over their laps, "it starts in the year 2000, on a busy street in central London…"
A/N: The next part will be up shortly. I know this was unbearably short. The rest is actually somewhat interesting…stay tuned!