Hi this is Hollz the new chapter of my story is coming up haven't wrote a disclaimer so I will now
Disclaimer
All characters used in the first chapter belong too the legend J K Rowling and all the characters that I am going too use belong to J K Rowling unless I decide too make a few up then those folk belong to me.
Thank you to Broken Sword software for the inspiration for Loch Marne and the knights templars those items belong to broken sword and sold out soft ware.
I personally am dedicating this story too all of my friends at shstc Kay Emz Kez Jen Mood Cog Zoe Nat and I suppose all of my form 10RM why not we don't get much glory really.
I am also dedicating it to my former English teacher who brought my s.a.t.s results up from a predicted 6 to a 7 and also to my Form tutor who is new but is learning the ropes about our form really well.
I cannot wait to see you all in September.
Chapter 2 A transfiguration of Fate-------- Hermione.
A few months had gone by since the sudden and unexplained disappearance of Minerva Mcgonagall. Many had given her up for dead and finally it was announced by Albus Dumbledore that her body had been found out it Ireland.
Every one had heard the news it had been all over the daily Prophet, many people students, teachers, and anybody who knew her had been distraught.
This included a former student Hermione Granger, who had attended Hogwarts School Of Witch Craft and Wizardry nine years ago.
Hermione had graduated at the top of her class and had gone on to study advanced Transfiguration at Oxford Wizarding College.
She had also passed that with flying colours, so her job now consisted of giving lectures all around the country to all students studying transfiguration in its many aspects.
She was leaving a lecture when she had found the paper and a letter waiting for her at her apartment in North London in the muggle area.
Hermione walked into her apartment exhausted, she collapsed on her couch kicking off her shoes as she did so.
Picking up a mirror she looked at herself. A woman of 27 stared back at her. Hermione's hair had grown very long and had turned from brown to an auburn with flecks of gold tinting the top. Whilst at Hogwarts her hair had been untameable, but now it fell in sleek curls down her back. Her faced had changed, her cheek bones had become higher and her eyes also had flecks of gold hidden within them.
"oh", Hermione groaned, she did not see that now, she saw a messed up woman who's hair was windswept and blown and her eyes looked red.
The last few weeks had been tough in many aspects, work had been hectic, her friends had been having non stop parties which she couldn't have refused to attend and now with the death of her former mentor who had tutored her in many ways. From animagus training to how to be a good friend.
" I Need a break preferably Cyprus" Hermione groaned again
"good choice dear", her mirror squeaked at her.
She placed the mirror down on the side and looked around. Only then did she notice the owl siting in the corner of her room silently and patiently waiting, it was very well trained.
Hermione stood and walked over to it, it was a tawny owl with ginger feathers, it looked almost vaguely familiar.
Tied to its leg was a heavy parchment envelope, not unlike the ones she used to get when she attended Hogwarts. When she looked closer it was stamped with red candle wax bearing the Hogwarts crest.
Badger for Hufflepuff Raven for Ravenclaw Lion for gryffindor and a Snake for Slytherin all of the animals were united around a giant H.
'How odd' Hermione thought why would Hogwarts be owling me.
She opened the envelope to reveal a letter written in a curly scripture coloured in emerald
Dear Miss Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that, you have been nominated by a member of staff to become the new transfigurations teacher and head of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts.
Please do not feel pressured to accept the position but you are one of our best candidates, If you would like the job would you please owl back to me as soon as possible
Yours faithfully
Albus Dumbledore, order of Merlin first class
'Don't feel pressured meant if you feel to much grief' Hermione thought.
The position did sound tempting though, "what shall I do" Hermione said
"do what you think dear" replied the mirror eager to give advice.
Exhausted from the day Hermione collapsed on the bed she would think about it tomorrow.
Disclaimer
All characters used in the first chapter belong too the legend J K Rowling and all the characters that I am going too use belong to J K Rowling unless I decide too make a few up then those folk belong to me.
Thank you to Broken Sword software for the inspiration for Loch Marne and the knights templars those items belong to broken sword and sold out soft ware.
I personally am dedicating this story too all of my friends at shstc Kay Emz Kez Jen Mood Cog Zoe Nat and I suppose all of my form 10RM why not we don't get much glory really.
I am also dedicating it to my former English teacher who brought my s.a.t.s results up from a predicted 6 to a 7 and also to my Form tutor who is new but is learning the ropes about our form really well.
I cannot wait to see you all in September.
Chapter 2 A transfiguration of Fate-------- Hermione.
A few months had gone by since the sudden and unexplained disappearance of Minerva Mcgonagall. Many had given her up for dead and finally it was announced by Albus Dumbledore that her body had been found out it Ireland.
Every one had heard the news it had been all over the daily Prophet, many people students, teachers, and anybody who knew her had been distraught.
This included a former student Hermione Granger, who had attended Hogwarts School Of Witch Craft and Wizardry nine years ago.
Hermione had graduated at the top of her class and had gone on to study advanced Transfiguration at Oxford Wizarding College.
She had also passed that with flying colours, so her job now consisted of giving lectures all around the country to all students studying transfiguration in its many aspects.
She was leaving a lecture when she had found the paper and a letter waiting for her at her apartment in North London in the muggle area.
Hermione walked into her apartment exhausted, she collapsed on her couch kicking off her shoes as she did so.
Picking up a mirror she looked at herself. A woman of 27 stared back at her. Hermione's hair had grown very long and had turned from brown to an auburn with flecks of gold tinting the top. Whilst at Hogwarts her hair had been untameable, but now it fell in sleek curls down her back. Her faced had changed, her cheek bones had become higher and her eyes also had flecks of gold hidden within them.
"oh", Hermione groaned, she did not see that now, she saw a messed up woman who's hair was windswept and blown and her eyes looked red.
The last few weeks had been tough in many aspects, work had been hectic, her friends had been having non stop parties which she couldn't have refused to attend and now with the death of her former mentor who had tutored her in many ways. From animagus training to how to be a good friend.
" I Need a break preferably Cyprus" Hermione groaned again
"good choice dear", her mirror squeaked at her.
She placed the mirror down on the side and looked around. Only then did she notice the owl siting in the corner of her room silently and patiently waiting, it was very well trained.
Hermione stood and walked over to it, it was a tawny owl with ginger feathers, it looked almost vaguely familiar.
Tied to its leg was a heavy parchment envelope, not unlike the ones she used to get when she attended Hogwarts. When she looked closer it was stamped with red candle wax bearing the Hogwarts crest.
Badger for Hufflepuff Raven for Ravenclaw Lion for gryffindor and a Snake for Slytherin all of the animals were united around a giant H.
'How odd' Hermione thought why would Hogwarts be owling me.
She opened the envelope to reveal a letter written in a curly scripture coloured in emerald
Dear Miss Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that, you have been nominated by a member of staff to become the new transfigurations teacher and head of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts.
Please do not feel pressured to accept the position but you are one of our best candidates, If you would like the job would you please owl back to me as soon as possible
Yours faithfully
Albus Dumbledore, order of Merlin first class
'Don't feel pressured meant if you feel to much grief' Hermione thought.
The position did sound tempting though, "what shall I do" Hermione said
"do what you think dear" replied the mirror eager to give advice.
Exhausted from the day Hermione collapsed on the bed she would think about it tomorrow.