When They First Got Their Letters

By: Obsession

Chapter 2: Hermione

(A/N: This is the first chapter that I actually used my brain to make. Please review, I don't care if you flame or not, and if you do, I'll just use the flames to warm my cold toes, which never seems to be warm. Once again, these wonderful characters belong to J.K. Rowling, not me. The little left of my brain after my hungry ants could hardly let me think, let alone brilliant ideas.)

(A/N: The ants thing is an inside joke thing that I annoy my family with. If you want to know what it's about, which I doubt, then review and put a little note in there.)

            "What the --?" Mrs. Granger said when she heard a letter sliding through the mail slot.  "Didn't the mail come already?" It's 3:00 p.m. and the mailman already delivered two hours ago. "Hermione dear, can you go get it?"

            "Sure Mum," replied Hermione as she close the book that she was reading. She got the letter and looked at the address. It's for her.

            "Who is it for dear?" asked Mrs. Granger from the kitchen.

            "It's for me, Mum," replied Hermione.

            "Who from?" Mrs. Granger asked.

            "Let me open it," said Hermione as she open the envelope neatly. She began to read the letter out loud, but not loud enough for her voice to carry into the kitchen.

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 Miss 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 September 1. We await your owl by no later

            than July 31.

            Yours sincerely,

            Minerva McGonagall,

            Deputy Headmistress

            "Oh my gosh!" Hermione ran into the kitchen. "Mum! Mum! Look! I'm a witch! I'm going to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

            Mrs. Granger turned around, eyes wide, and stared at Hermione. "What?" she whispered, with a shocked look on her face.

            "I'm going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" repeated Hermione.

            Mrs. Granger's open mouth closed and turned into a big smile. "I knew you were smart, hon! Congratulations! Wait until your dad finds out! He's going to be so proud! Our little girl going off to learn magic!"

            "Mum, I'm ten, eleven in less than two months. I'm not little anymore." Hermione replied with fake outrage.

            "Okay, our big girl going off to learn magic then, better?" Mrs. Granger asked jokingly.

            "Much better," said Hermione, showing her larger-than-usual front teeth while grinning from ear to ear. "Mum, since I'm learning magic, can I just shrink my front teeth?"

            "No," Mrs. Granger said strictly. "You'll have braces like normal. Your dad and I both would agree, both as parents and dentists."

            "Okay," Hermione said with a hint of disappointment. Mrs. Granger must not have sensed it, because she went back to washing the dishes. Hermione went back to the couch to read her book again, but this time, with a smile.

(A/N: Well, Hermione eventually did "shrink" her teeth. I wonder how her parents reacted when they noticed. I just completely left out Mr. Granger, oh well. I think that the next chapter would be Ron, but I don't know how he should react. Happy? Don't care? If you're reading this, please tell me in your review! Please! Please! *gets down on knees* PLEASED! I would cherish it forever!)