What?!! Military School!!
Main Character: Hermione Granger
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
Chapter 1- Goodbye Hogwarts
4th year had just ended and Hermione was headed home to London on the Hogwarts Express. She had missed her parents greatly and her daily sword fights with her father. She had almost always lost, but she was ready to win. She had kept training by running around Hogwarts at the crack of dawn. She would do exercises in her room late at night while the other girls were sleeping soundly in their beds. She trained with her father like the kids at the military school did. She was missing them more each day because at Hogwarts she couldn't stay on the diet she had at home because at home she only ate two days a week with 4 meals all week and then she indulged on Fridays when she went out with her parents. She left Platform 9 ¾ and found her parents quickly. She hugged her mother and then she gave her father a huge hug. They left the station together as a family and headed home where they had a huge house that had been in the family for generations. Never had one of the younger generations decided to not move into the mansion. All the family's heirlooms were in that old house. Hermione had a wing all to herself. Her wing consisted of her master bedroom, a fitness room, a game room, two guest rooms, and two bathrooms a master one and a guest one, a technology room with many computers and other electronic things to find out information with, a living room, and her own personal kitchen where she ate most of the time when they didn't have a meal all together in the dining room. Her parents shared the West wing together. The south wing contained all the heirlooms. The north wing was the library that held every book ever published in the muggle world. The newest room added to Hermione's wing was a magical library containing every book ever published in the magical world. It was almost her favorite room besides the muggle library.
Hermione's mother told Hermione they were having company tomorrow after telling her that there would be a family dinner in the dinning room tonight. She had told her that they had something important to tell her. Hermione didn't know whether to be excited or worried. Hermione went up to her room and put her trunk in her closet and went to take a long bubble bath to soothe her nerves and relax after the two-hour trip home from Hogwarts. After a two-hour bath she walk to her walk in closet and pushed the button that said dinner/informal. It brought a whole bunch of gowns to the front. She picked the blue one her father had bought her last year as a gift for getting top marks with taking so many classes; he said it was a great achievement and that he was very proud of her. She walked down to the dining room where her parents were waiting for her and the butler pulled out her chair and then pushed it in after she was seated. The cooks brought out Hermione's favorite foods and laid them out on the table. They even made her favorite dessert. They filled up each of the Grangers plates with a little of everything and then left back to the kitchen.
" Dear, how was Hogwarts this year?" her father asked. " It was wonderful father, I went to the Yule Ball with Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Quidditch player. He is so cute, but before he left I caught him making out with the Slytherin prep Pansy Parkinson. I had to run to the nearest bathroom after that. It was so disgusting so I dumped him an hour after I saw them. It almost broke my heart had it not been that I am so stubborn." "Wow sounds like an interesting year" her mother said. " Yeah, next year will be worse we have O.W.L.S and they are one of the most important tests." " Hermione, we are leaving England in two weeks for the United States I got a new job at a military school over there." her father said gently to his daughter. "But what about Hogwarts?" " You probably won't be returning for awhile. You will need to go speak to your headmaster, to send you a copy of the O.W.L.S and your 6th end of the year exams for now until we find out if my job is permanent or not." "Yes, sir. May I be excused I'm not hungry anymore I think I going to be sick?" Hermione said coldly towards her father. " Yes you may. Be up at six to start training then when we are done you can floo to Hogwarts to talk to Professor Dumbledore." "Yes, sir." Hermione answered and then walked quickly upstairs. She went into her bedroom and changed into her pajamas. She climbed into her king size bed and fell asleep an angry and sad young lady. She was mad at her father for going to make her leave her friends behind and have to start at a brand new school. She was upset that they just told her they were leaving England and didn't ask how she felt about it. About an hour later she woke up and tried for another hour to go to sleep, but she couldn't clear her mind of all her problems. She climbed out of bed, put a silencing charm on her bathroom, and got dressed for the next day. Then she headed to the library to read till she heard her father get up from the wing behind the library. She knew she wouldn't be getting much sleep for a few days. At 5:30 she heard her parents' bathroom door shut and then heard the flow of water run. She was already in her training outfit so she headed down to the breakfast table. When her father came down she was sitting there reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee. " Good morning, sir" Hermione said to her father in a cold mannerly way. " Good morning, daughter, how long have you been up?" "All night, if you even care." Hermione answered in an even colder manner. " You will not speak to me that way, Hermione Alexandra Granger, do you hear me?" her father demanded. "Yes, General Granger, your orders are crystal clear" Hermione answered staring defiantly at her father. " Wonderful, are you ready to sword fight?" " Yes, sir, I am" Hermione answered while standing up. She and her father walked to the sword room. Hermione was unaware of what injuries she would come out with. Her father went and got his sword as Hermione took the necklace from around her neck and unlocked the cabinet that her personal sword lay in with it's gleaming hilt and beautiful sword, recently polished. They got in face off positions and bowed to each other. Hermione was as confident as ever and was ready to really face her father in a sword duel. And they were off not taking it easy at all on the other one. It was surprising how cold Hermione was to her father and way the sword just kept going after him like she was trying to prove something to him that she could be just like him. Two hours later Hermione collapsed on the ground after her father's blade sliced her stomach open and she had a broken wrist from using it too much and a few other bruises, cuts, and scrapes all over her, but she didn't care about those. She was mad she had lost he had put her in the same trap that he had put her in every other time. Her father was feeling guilty and he quickly called the family doctor. He tried to pry the sword out of his daughter's grip, but every time he tried her grip got tighter. The doctor stitched her stomach and her other major cuts. He put her wrist back in place and put a cast on along with giving her a sling so she couldn't move her wrist for a while. After the doctor left, her father tried to speak to her, but she went up to her room and changed out of her outfit using magic. She headed to their living room downstairs to floo to Hogwarts. Her father was sitting in the room when she walked in. She lit the fire and threw the floo powder in and jumped in while yelling "HOGWARTS". She disappeared. She landed in the Headmaster's office and dusted off her clothes. He was not in his office and it was lunchtime so she headed to the Great Hall to tell him and leave as quickly as possible so she didn't have to see the disappointed faces of her teachers. Well all but Professor Snape, he seemed to hate her as much as he hated Harry. She got to the Great Hall in record time. She walked in. When she looked around all her teachers were here including Snape. She walked up to Professor Dumbledore. "Professor I've come to tell you I will not be returning to Hogwarts for at least two years maybe never again." The teachers gasped as they heard her words. " I am moving to America where my father's new job is, since he is in the military over there he is to be a comondante at a military school where I will start going to school as soon as we reach our destination. I am here to ask you to please send me a copy of the O.W.L.S. tests and the end of the year exams for 6th year. Please tell everyone not to contact me I will be in the muggle world. If I do get to come back, even if for 7th year I will probably have a different name as most people change their names after they become a high ranking officer in the military. Since I know a lot of military stuff I will probably be finished by the beginning of 7th year so please still send me a copy of the books need for 5,6,and 7th years so I can get them before I leave England. I am sorry if I have ever disappointed any of you in this room and I am also sincerely sorry I will probably never be able to make up for it." Hermione said in her still cold voice. "Professor Snape since I know you'll never be able to prove it let alone expel me I am going to tell you a secret I have had since second year. I was the one that broke into your private stores to get ingredients to make the Polyjuice potion. I hope someday you'll find it somewhere in you to forgive me as I have made many mistakes in my days at Hogwarts the past four years." Hermione said directly to Snape's face, which was turning kind of purple. "Well goodbye I guess" Hermione said quickly then went to the nearest fireplace and said; "Granger mansion" and she disappeared and landed in her living room downstairs. Her father was still sitting there like time had stopped when she had left. "Daughter you need to head up and take a bath and get ready, my military buddies are coming over for a dinner party for me." Her father said. "Yes, General Edward Granger, a commanding officer in the United States Military." Hermione said coldly.
Half and hour later she was standing in the parlor with her parents greeting her father's friends. She so wanted to be sleeping after the stressful day she had had that day, but the guys and their wives wouldn't be leaving for at least five hours. After two hours Hermione had a dreadful headache, stomachache, and possible even the flu. "Mother, may I be excused from the table?" "No you may not" her father interrupted before her mother could speak. "But father I don't feel so." she trailed off as she bolted to the nearest bathroom which was four corridors away from the dining hall. Hermione spent the next two hours alone throwing up in the bathroom while crying because it hurt so much just to breathe. Her parents were still entertaining their guests, as they couldn't leave them unattended, it wasn't proper etiquette for any rich family such as theirs. After her father's friends had left, she heard footsteps coming down the hall. They sounded like her father's so she lay back down on the floor, still crying while trying to breathe properly. The footsteps stopped in front of the door before she heard the person open the door. They kneeled in front of her, but her head was pounding and her vision was blurring so she couldn't make out whom the person was. She felt horrible. Hermione felt herself being lifted off the floor and carried up a few flights of stairs. The person laid her on her bed gently before sitting beside her. "Hermione I am sorry I hurt you earlier and I am sorry I didn't excuse you from the dinner table. I am also sorry for not asking how you felt about moving." Her father said, "Will you tell me now how you feel?" " Father all I ask is that you let me come back to England for my 7th year at Hogwarts so I can graduate with my friends. I just want that one thing and I will go to America and complete Military School, which I will by the end of the 6th year at Hogwarts." " I know you will and we will probably be back in England by your 7th year." Her father said quietly. " Father, did I ever call you daddy?" Hermione asked. " A long time ago you did." He said sadly. " Why did I quit?" Hermione asked. " You quit after I gave you your first punishment for misbehaving." " What did I do?" she asked. " You know the sword that is completely yours, when you were six years old you found your way into the weapons room and got it out. You were doing the standard movements of a sword master when I walked in. You disobeyed one of my main rules, which was to never touch one of swords unless you have supervision and permission. Your punishment was a whipping in the dungeons where I left you when I was done. I left the dungeons unlocked, but you stayed down there a whole week before finally you walked out of the dungeons with a cold glint in your eyes. It scared me I knew you would probably hate me just like I had hated my father because that's how he taught me the rules. And from that day forward you would call me sir, father, or General. I began to hate myself as I saw the way you looked at me when you thought I wasn't looking. It hurt me more than any injury I ever got when I was in wars commanding people around. " Daddy I forgave you a long time ago that's why I was down there so long I made myself the girl you would be proud of. I figured if no emotion was shown and I never had many friends you would forgive me for my mistake. But as I grew older, and you showed no signs of forgiveness, I became coldhearted, earlier was the first time I have cried in years." She said speaking the truth in a quiet, child-like voice, " Daddy I love you more than you ever thought I did, you mean more to me than anyone, well besides Mother of course. I love you both the same. I really don't feel good." " Okay, I'll leave." Her father said softly. " Please don't leave me alone I've missed you." Hermione said in a whisper.
Main Character: Hermione Granger
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
Chapter 1- Goodbye Hogwarts
4th year had just ended and Hermione was headed home to London on the Hogwarts Express. She had missed her parents greatly and her daily sword fights with her father. She had almost always lost, but she was ready to win. She had kept training by running around Hogwarts at the crack of dawn. She would do exercises in her room late at night while the other girls were sleeping soundly in their beds. She trained with her father like the kids at the military school did. She was missing them more each day because at Hogwarts she couldn't stay on the diet she had at home because at home she only ate two days a week with 4 meals all week and then she indulged on Fridays when she went out with her parents. She left Platform 9 ¾ and found her parents quickly. She hugged her mother and then she gave her father a huge hug. They left the station together as a family and headed home where they had a huge house that had been in the family for generations. Never had one of the younger generations decided to not move into the mansion. All the family's heirlooms were in that old house. Hermione had a wing all to herself. Her wing consisted of her master bedroom, a fitness room, a game room, two guest rooms, and two bathrooms a master one and a guest one, a technology room with many computers and other electronic things to find out information with, a living room, and her own personal kitchen where she ate most of the time when they didn't have a meal all together in the dining room. Her parents shared the West wing together. The south wing contained all the heirlooms. The north wing was the library that held every book ever published in the muggle world. The newest room added to Hermione's wing was a magical library containing every book ever published in the magical world. It was almost her favorite room besides the muggle library.
Hermione's mother told Hermione they were having company tomorrow after telling her that there would be a family dinner in the dinning room tonight. She had told her that they had something important to tell her. Hermione didn't know whether to be excited or worried. Hermione went up to her room and put her trunk in her closet and went to take a long bubble bath to soothe her nerves and relax after the two-hour trip home from Hogwarts. After a two-hour bath she walk to her walk in closet and pushed the button that said dinner/informal. It brought a whole bunch of gowns to the front. She picked the blue one her father had bought her last year as a gift for getting top marks with taking so many classes; he said it was a great achievement and that he was very proud of her. She walked down to the dining room where her parents were waiting for her and the butler pulled out her chair and then pushed it in after she was seated. The cooks brought out Hermione's favorite foods and laid them out on the table. They even made her favorite dessert. They filled up each of the Grangers plates with a little of everything and then left back to the kitchen.
" Dear, how was Hogwarts this year?" her father asked. " It was wonderful father, I went to the Yule Ball with Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Quidditch player. He is so cute, but before he left I caught him making out with the Slytherin prep Pansy Parkinson. I had to run to the nearest bathroom after that. It was so disgusting so I dumped him an hour after I saw them. It almost broke my heart had it not been that I am so stubborn." "Wow sounds like an interesting year" her mother said. " Yeah, next year will be worse we have O.W.L.S and they are one of the most important tests." " Hermione, we are leaving England in two weeks for the United States I got a new job at a military school over there." her father said gently to his daughter. "But what about Hogwarts?" " You probably won't be returning for awhile. You will need to go speak to your headmaster, to send you a copy of the O.W.L.S and your 6th end of the year exams for now until we find out if my job is permanent or not." "Yes, sir. May I be excused I'm not hungry anymore I think I going to be sick?" Hermione said coldly towards her father. " Yes you may. Be up at six to start training then when we are done you can floo to Hogwarts to talk to Professor Dumbledore." "Yes, sir." Hermione answered and then walked quickly upstairs. She went into her bedroom and changed into her pajamas. She climbed into her king size bed and fell asleep an angry and sad young lady. She was mad at her father for going to make her leave her friends behind and have to start at a brand new school. She was upset that they just told her they were leaving England and didn't ask how she felt about it. About an hour later she woke up and tried for another hour to go to sleep, but she couldn't clear her mind of all her problems. She climbed out of bed, put a silencing charm on her bathroom, and got dressed for the next day. Then she headed to the library to read till she heard her father get up from the wing behind the library. She knew she wouldn't be getting much sleep for a few days. At 5:30 she heard her parents' bathroom door shut and then heard the flow of water run. She was already in her training outfit so she headed down to the breakfast table. When her father came down she was sitting there reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee. " Good morning, sir" Hermione said to her father in a cold mannerly way. " Good morning, daughter, how long have you been up?" "All night, if you even care." Hermione answered in an even colder manner. " You will not speak to me that way, Hermione Alexandra Granger, do you hear me?" her father demanded. "Yes, General Granger, your orders are crystal clear" Hermione answered staring defiantly at her father. " Wonderful, are you ready to sword fight?" " Yes, sir, I am" Hermione answered while standing up. She and her father walked to the sword room. Hermione was unaware of what injuries she would come out with. Her father went and got his sword as Hermione took the necklace from around her neck and unlocked the cabinet that her personal sword lay in with it's gleaming hilt and beautiful sword, recently polished. They got in face off positions and bowed to each other. Hermione was as confident as ever and was ready to really face her father in a sword duel. And they were off not taking it easy at all on the other one. It was surprising how cold Hermione was to her father and way the sword just kept going after him like she was trying to prove something to him that she could be just like him. Two hours later Hermione collapsed on the ground after her father's blade sliced her stomach open and she had a broken wrist from using it too much and a few other bruises, cuts, and scrapes all over her, but she didn't care about those. She was mad she had lost he had put her in the same trap that he had put her in every other time. Her father was feeling guilty and he quickly called the family doctor. He tried to pry the sword out of his daughter's grip, but every time he tried her grip got tighter. The doctor stitched her stomach and her other major cuts. He put her wrist back in place and put a cast on along with giving her a sling so she couldn't move her wrist for a while. After the doctor left, her father tried to speak to her, but she went up to her room and changed out of her outfit using magic. She headed to their living room downstairs to floo to Hogwarts. Her father was sitting in the room when she walked in. She lit the fire and threw the floo powder in and jumped in while yelling "HOGWARTS". She disappeared. She landed in the Headmaster's office and dusted off her clothes. He was not in his office and it was lunchtime so she headed to the Great Hall to tell him and leave as quickly as possible so she didn't have to see the disappointed faces of her teachers. Well all but Professor Snape, he seemed to hate her as much as he hated Harry. She got to the Great Hall in record time. She walked in. When she looked around all her teachers were here including Snape. She walked up to Professor Dumbledore. "Professor I've come to tell you I will not be returning to Hogwarts for at least two years maybe never again." The teachers gasped as they heard her words. " I am moving to America where my father's new job is, since he is in the military over there he is to be a comondante at a military school where I will start going to school as soon as we reach our destination. I am here to ask you to please send me a copy of the O.W.L.S. tests and the end of the year exams for 6th year. Please tell everyone not to contact me I will be in the muggle world. If I do get to come back, even if for 7th year I will probably have a different name as most people change their names after they become a high ranking officer in the military. Since I know a lot of military stuff I will probably be finished by the beginning of 7th year so please still send me a copy of the books need for 5,6,and 7th years so I can get them before I leave England. I am sorry if I have ever disappointed any of you in this room and I am also sincerely sorry I will probably never be able to make up for it." Hermione said in her still cold voice. "Professor Snape since I know you'll never be able to prove it let alone expel me I am going to tell you a secret I have had since second year. I was the one that broke into your private stores to get ingredients to make the Polyjuice potion. I hope someday you'll find it somewhere in you to forgive me as I have made many mistakes in my days at Hogwarts the past four years." Hermione said directly to Snape's face, which was turning kind of purple. "Well goodbye I guess" Hermione said quickly then went to the nearest fireplace and said; "Granger mansion" and she disappeared and landed in her living room downstairs. Her father was still sitting there like time had stopped when she had left. "Daughter you need to head up and take a bath and get ready, my military buddies are coming over for a dinner party for me." Her father said. "Yes, General Edward Granger, a commanding officer in the United States Military." Hermione said coldly.
Half and hour later she was standing in the parlor with her parents greeting her father's friends. She so wanted to be sleeping after the stressful day she had had that day, but the guys and their wives wouldn't be leaving for at least five hours. After two hours Hermione had a dreadful headache, stomachache, and possible even the flu. "Mother, may I be excused from the table?" "No you may not" her father interrupted before her mother could speak. "But father I don't feel so." she trailed off as she bolted to the nearest bathroom which was four corridors away from the dining hall. Hermione spent the next two hours alone throwing up in the bathroom while crying because it hurt so much just to breathe. Her parents were still entertaining their guests, as they couldn't leave them unattended, it wasn't proper etiquette for any rich family such as theirs. After her father's friends had left, she heard footsteps coming down the hall. They sounded like her father's so she lay back down on the floor, still crying while trying to breathe properly. The footsteps stopped in front of the door before she heard the person open the door. They kneeled in front of her, but her head was pounding and her vision was blurring so she couldn't make out whom the person was. She felt horrible. Hermione felt herself being lifted off the floor and carried up a few flights of stairs. The person laid her on her bed gently before sitting beside her. "Hermione I am sorry I hurt you earlier and I am sorry I didn't excuse you from the dinner table. I am also sorry for not asking how you felt about moving." Her father said, "Will you tell me now how you feel?" " Father all I ask is that you let me come back to England for my 7th year at Hogwarts so I can graduate with my friends. I just want that one thing and I will go to America and complete Military School, which I will by the end of the 6th year at Hogwarts." " I know you will and we will probably be back in England by your 7th year." Her father said quietly. " Father, did I ever call you daddy?" Hermione asked. " A long time ago you did." He said sadly. " Why did I quit?" Hermione asked. " You quit after I gave you your first punishment for misbehaving." " What did I do?" she asked. " You know the sword that is completely yours, when you were six years old you found your way into the weapons room and got it out. You were doing the standard movements of a sword master when I walked in. You disobeyed one of my main rules, which was to never touch one of swords unless you have supervision and permission. Your punishment was a whipping in the dungeons where I left you when I was done. I left the dungeons unlocked, but you stayed down there a whole week before finally you walked out of the dungeons with a cold glint in your eyes. It scared me I knew you would probably hate me just like I had hated my father because that's how he taught me the rules. And from that day forward you would call me sir, father, or General. I began to hate myself as I saw the way you looked at me when you thought I wasn't looking. It hurt me more than any injury I ever got when I was in wars commanding people around. " Daddy I forgave you a long time ago that's why I was down there so long I made myself the girl you would be proud of. I figured if no emotion was shown and I never had many friends you would forgive me for my mistake. But as I grew older, and you showed no signs of forgiveness, I became coldhearted, earlier was the first time I have cried in years." She said speaking the truth in a quiet, child-like voice, " Daddy I love you more than you ever thought I did, you mean more to me than anyone, well besides Mother of course. I love you both the same. I really don't feel good." " Okay, I'll leave." Her father said softly. " Please don't leave me alone I've missed you." Hermione said in a whisper.