Disclaimer: Characters belong to J.K Rowling, except for the ones I made up
and the ones others made up. The story is mine.
I took things from Lion King, Gilmore Girls, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, many
of Nora Roberts Books, a couple things (turned into my own) from Cassandra
Claire's Draco series (wonderful story, read it!)
And a bunch of other things that I can't think of right now.
Harry half listened to the commotion around him. He dimly heard Hermione whispering to him, but all he could think was *Hogwarts is gone.* His home, his haven, gone. He felt himself being pulled to his feet. A yell roused him from his stupor and he heard Ron's voice. "C'mon Harry, the fire is finally out, Dumbledore wants us all to meet outside the castle." Harry looked at his red headed friend without really looking at him, and nodded.
Hermione sighed and looked around her room. "It's good to be home, I suppose." She put her suitcases by her bed and flopped down on it. She sighed again as the events that took place only yesterday came to mind. After the fire had been put out, there had been a meeting called, the prefects, Hermione and Harry included, were told to keep the younger kids calm. When the teachers finally came out of the meeting, all anybody was told was that they were to go home and wait for further instructions. Harry had gone with the Weasley's where he had stayed all summer. Hermione had come home to a somber house.
She didn't want to wait! She wanted to know what was going on now! She lay back in bed and remembered how Hogwarts looked, burning to the ground. Her and Ron had discussed it on the train ride back to Platform 9 ¾.
"But Hermione, I thought that Hogwarts was protected from that kinda stuff?" "Ron, it's protected from normal fires, obviously it was a dark magic that started this fire, a really powerful dark magic" That had shut him up quickly as Voldemort occupied his thoughts.
Surprisingly, a vision of Draco Malfoy came to her mind, as he stood by the lake, his body stiff as he looked at the castle. She remembered how he stuck up for her, then so cruelly spoke to her not 5 minutes later. She didn't understand him. She wasn't sure she wanted to.
One week later, Hermione was doing schoolwork, she felt that just because there wasn't any school, didn't mean that she should start lagging behind. She had just finished her essay on 'Vampiric effects on the Goblin Wars' when a brown owl flew in through her window. She saw the Hogwarts seal on one of the letters and eagerly ripped into it.
"Dear Miss. Hermione Granger:
In light of recent events, we sadly inform you that you will not be returning to Hogwarts. However, there are many excellent schools all around the world that have expressed a wish to help the Hogwarts Students and are graciously allowing you and your peers to school with them until such time when Hogwarts is re-opened. These are the schools you may be attending: New York Magic High: New York, United States of America Sidney School of Wizards and Witches: Sidney, Australia Durmstrang: Bulgaria Beauxbatons: Paris, France Canadian Academy of Sorcery: Toronto, Canada The Folklore Academy for Promising Witches and Wizards: Dublin, Ireland
We are making a decision based on where we think you will flourish best."
Sincerely: Professor McGonagal
Hermione put the letter down and bit her lip. Another school? Oh God, she hoped she was with Harry and Ron. She saw the other letter, one with an elaborate green seal on it. She opened it with shaking hands.
"Dear Miss. Granger:
We are pleased to inform you that you are to be schooled at The Folklore Academy for Promising Witches and Wizards until your regular school re- opens. We hope that you will have an exciting year. Our school is just outside Dublin, Ireland. 4th year students will be able to go into Venezzia, the small magic town on weekends. There is a mandatory dress code; the school uniform is available to buy at Wellands Outfitters. The books you will need are:
Fairy Tales and Mythology: E.K. Potts How to Duel: Ugdar Smithson The Complete Works of the Dark Side: J.J Binks Every Wizard and Witch worth mentioning biographies: Osmand Platt"
The list went on and on, but Hermione had most of those. She sighed again, but couldn't help a light coming into her eyes, she had always wanted to go to Ireland, it was supposed to be beautiful, and she had never made it there before. She gasped as she thought of something, what if Harry and Ron weren't accepted? What if they had to go to a completely different school? She quickly got out paper and a pen and began to furiously write.
Dear Harry and Ron
Hello you two! I hope all is well at the Burrow, how is your family Ron? Tell Ginny hello. I am doing well, catching up on homework, as you two should be. I assume you got your letters from Hogwarts and the letter from the schools you will be attending? I have been accepted into The Folklore Academy for Promising Witches and Wizards, in Ireland. I dearly hope you two are going there too! I don't know what I would do if you aren't going to be at school with me! Please write back telling me where you are going, and Ginny too of course. Oh, by the way, I hope you two are doing okay in light of what has happened. I hope I will be seeing you soon. Love you all Hermione
She sent the letter off to the Burrow, then went to go tell her parents the news.
The next day, she saw the white owl perched at her window. She eagerly opened the letter he had in his claws.
Dear Hermione
Hello from Harry, Ginny and Ron! Everyone is doing pretty good here, life has been pretty hectic, since the family found out what happened, they all came by. And by all, I mean, ALL! Bill and Charlie are here, as well as Percy, Fred and George. It's one full house. Anywho, on to more important matters. I hope you'll be happy to know that all three of us will be going to Ireland with you! We got our letters right before yours came. Even Ginny will be coming. Mum is taking us to Dublin to get our uniforms and books tomorrow, apparantly there is a place not too different from Diagon Alley. If you want to come, give us an owl and we'll come pick you up by port-key. See you soon! From Harry, Ron and Ginny
Dear Harry, Ron and Ginny
Pick me up at eight am.
Love Hermione.
Harry half listened to the commotion around him. He dimly heard Hermione whispering to him, but all he could think was *Hogwarts is gone.* His home, his haven, gone. He felt himself being pulled to his feet. A yell roused him from his stupor and he heard Ron's voice. "C'mon Harry, the fire is finally out, Dumbledore wants us all to meet outside the castle." Harry looked at his red headed friend without really looking at him, and nodded.
Hermione sighed and looked around her room. "It's good to be home, I suppose." She put her suitcases by her bed and flopped down on it. She sighed again as the events that took place only yesterday came to mind. After the fire had been put out, there had been a meeting called, the prefects, Hermione and Harry included, were told to keep the younger kids calm. When the teachers finally came out of the meeting, all anybody was told was that they were to go home and wait for further instructions. Harry had gone with the Weasley's where he had stayed all summer. Hermione had come home to a somber house.
She didn't want to wait! She wanted to know what was going on now! She lay back in bed and remembered how Hogwarts looked, burning to the ground. Her and Ron had discussed it on the train ride back to Platform 9 ¾.
"But Hermione, I thought that Hogwarts was protected from that kinda stuff?" "Ron, it's protected from normal fires, obviously it was a dark magic that started this fire, a really powerful dark magic" That had shut him up quickly as Voldemort occupied his thoughts.
Surprisingly, a vision of Draco Malfoy came to her mind, as he stood by the lake, his body stiff as he looked at the castle. She remembered how he stuck up for her, then so cruelly spoke to her not 5 minutes later. She didn't understand him. She wasn't sure she wanted to.
One week later, Hermione was doing schoolwork, she felt that just because there wasn't any school, didn't mean that she should start lagging behind. She had just finished her essay on 'Vampiric effects on the Goblin Wars' when a brown owl flew in through her window. She saw the Hogwarts seal on one of the letters and eagerly ripped into it.
"Dear Miss. Hermione Granger:
In light of recent events, we sadly inform you that you will not be returning to Hogwarts. However, there are many excellent schools all around the world that have expressed a wish to help the Hogwarts Students and are graciously allowing you and your peers to school with them until such time when Hogwarts is re-opened. These are the schools you may be attending: New York Magic High: New York, United States of America Sidney School of Wizards and Witches: Sidney, Australia Durmstrang: Bulgaria Beauxbatons: Paris, France Canadian Academy of Sorcery: Toronto, Canada The Folklore Academy for Promising Witches and Wizards: Dublin, Ireland
We are making a decision based on where we think you will flourish best."
Sincerely: Professor McGonagal
Hermione put the letter down and bit her lip. Another school? Oh God, she hoped she was with Harry and Ron. She saw the other letter, one with an elaborate green seal on it. She opened it with shaking hands.
"Dear Miss. Granger:
We are pleased to inform you that you are to be schooled at The Folklore Academy for Promising Witches and Wizards until your regular school re- opens. We hope that you will have an exciting year. Our school is just outside Dublin, Ireland. 4th year students will be able to go into Venezzia, the small magic town on weekends. There is a mandatory dress code; the school uniform is available to buy at Wellands Outfitters. The books you will need are:
Fairy Tales and Mythology: E.K. Potts How to Duel: Ugdar Smithson The Complete Works of the Dark Side: J.J Binks Every Wizard and Witch worth mentioning biographies: Osmand Platt"
The list went on and on, but Hermione had most of those. She sighed again, but couldn't help a light coming into her eyes, she had always wanted to go to Ireland, it was supposed to be beautiful, and she had never made it there before. She gasped as she thought of something, what if Harry and Ron weren't accepted? What if they had to go to a completely different school? She quickly got out paper and a pen and began to furiously write.
Dear Harry and Ron
Hello you two! I hope all is well at the Burrow, how is your family Ron? Tell Ginny hello. I am doing well, catching up on homework, as you two should be. I assume you got your letters from Hogwarts and the letter from the schools you will be attending? I have been accepted into The Folklore Academy for Promising Witches and Wizards, in Ireland. I dearly hope you two are going there too! I don't know what I would do if you aren't going to be at school with me! Please write back telling me where you are going, and Ginny too of course. Oh, by the way, I hope you two are doing okay in light of what has happened. I hope I will be seeing you soon. Love you all Hermione
She sent the letter off to the Burrow, then went to go tell her parents the news.
The next day, she saw the white owl perched at her window. She eagerly opened the letter he had in his claws.
Dear Hermione
Hello from Harry, Ginny and Ron! Everyone is doing pretty good here, life has been pretty hectic, since the family found out what happened, they all came by. And by all, I mean, ALL! Bill and Charlie are here, as well as Percy, Fred and George. It's one full house. Anywho, on to more important matters. I hope you'll be happy to know that all three of us will be going to Ireland with you! We got our letters right before yours came. Even Ginny will be coming. Mum is taking us to Dublin to get our uniforms and books tomorrow, apparantly there is a place not too different from Diagon Alley. If you want to come, give us an owl and we'll come pick you up by port-key. See you soon! From Harry, Ron and Ginny
Dear Harry, Ron and Ginny
Pick me up at eight am.
Love Hermione.