CHAPTER 4: Hermione Granger and Harry potter, a history
"Well you see," Mrs. Granger stuttering a bit, looking extremely uncomfortable. "You see, Harry, your mother and I were God sisters. We were best of friends from since I could even remember. When Lily started attending Hogwarts, we made a promise. That promise was to make you, Harry, and my daughter Hermione betrothed. "
"Wait a second," Harry interrupted. "What is be-be-betrothed? - "
"It's a fancy word for arranged marriages between two people that don't exist yet or in other words haven't been born," explained Mrs. Granger.
Harry and Hermione exchanged befuddled looks at each other still in shock at what they were hearing.
"But wait mother, how did you even know Harry and me would exist?" Hermione asked. "How could you even betroth two people when you were only 11? - "
"12 dear," corrected Mrs. Granger. "The thing is, it was only a silly little girl's dream we both had. To see our children get married so we can become more than God sisters. It was a very precious promise to both of us. Well of course we didn't know for sure that we'd have a girl and a boy each. But just a little girl's fantasy. After your mother graduated from Hogwarts we reunited and were close as ever and believe it or not in the same year, we both with child. It was the most glorious moment. Then your mother told me that she saw the future. Being a witch and all I certainly believed her. She told me that I was going to have a very beautiful baby girl and her of course a baby boy. We again re- promised each other of the marriage. Swore on it. Of course after you both were born, your mother frequently visited our home. Then that one blasted day, that da-da-dark wizard of your world V-V-V, blast his name, killed Lily and James, oh what a dreadful evening that was. I requested the guardianship of Harry, but Dumbledore himself told me not to, for it was much too dangerous. He would rather give Harry to the Dursley's. He told me that having a wizard living with normal folk might cause too much trouble. Well of course back then we didn't know our Hermione was a witch. It's been so long," Mrs. Granger took a large breath and started to cry at the memory of her dear friend Lily. Mr. Granger put his arm around her in hopes to comfort.
"S-s-s-so you mean Hermione and I are supposed to be married?" Harry asked, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.
"Yes," Mrs. Granger sobbed. "But it really isn't fair for you both. Don't think anything of it. I just thought it was time to tell you two. - "
Harry looked at Hermione hoping she wasn't going to act differently towards him, now that they knew they were destined to be married. To his relief she was smiling at him and gave a thumbs up letting him know to not worry. Now that Harry found out about some of his past, he realizes that Hermione is supposed to be like a sister to him. That night after supper he discussed the circumstances with Hermione and decided to become God siblings. So now Hermione was Harry's god sister and Harry her god brother. Being united brought them closer. Not that they weren't already best friends. Hermione and Harry helped clear the table and cleaned the dishes as Hermione's parents left the kitchen to do paper work in their study.
"Isn't it weird Harry? That we were destined to be married, " said Hermione blushing slightly.
"I wonder if your mom will take me in now? I don't ever want to go back to the Dursleys," Harry said with hope gleaming in his eyes.
"Even if my mom would, I wouldn't allow it, " Hermione said with an evil smile on her face.
"HA! I wonder why no one has ever told us about this? - "
"Probably because we wouldn't understand. - "
After they were done washing the dishes, Harry and Hermione decided to compare their homework for the rest of the night in the study between their two bedrooms. Harry, not to his surprise, saw the perfect recipe Hermione wrote for her antivenin potion for Snape's class. He also read Hermione's composition about the four founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin for Professor Binns' class. He always knew Hermione was brilliant, but this was a new high for her. He was astonished at how well her work flows together with all the details and chronological events. Night fell fast as they both finished correcting and re-writing their homework.
"It's getting late Harry; we have to leave by 5 am tomorrow," said Hermione with a yawn.
"Okay, I'll pack my things tonight and just wake me up at 5. - "
"Good night then. - "
Hermione grabbed her books and parchment, and to Harry's surprise she gave him a hug and she left the room. Harry heard her bedroom door close as he got up and collected his things as well. He turned off the lights and walked to the room next door. Harry started to pack his things back up into his trunk. His heart sank as he remembered that his Firebolt had been broken back at the Dursley's. He gave a sigh of disappointment and wondered if he'll have enough money to buy a new one, or if anybody will give him one. He turned off the lights and stared at the ceiling thinking of the events of the past few days. He retraced his steps from the Dursley's to the Granger's and chuckled aloud at the many funny moments on the journey. He took his glasses off, pulled the covers up over his chest, and went to sleep.
"Well you see," Mrs. Granger stuttering a bit, looking extremely uncomfortable. "You see, Harry, your mother and I were God sisters. We were best of friends from since I could even remember. When Lily started attending Hogwarts, we made a promise. That promise was to make you, Harry, and my daughter Hermione betrothed. "
"Wait a second," Harry interrupted. "What is be-be-betrothed? - "
"It's a fancy word for arranged marriages between two people that don't exist yet or in other words haven't been born," explained Mrs. Granger.
Harry and Hermione exchanged befuddled looks at each other still in shock at what they were hearing.
"But wait mother, how did you even know Harry and me would exist?" Hermione asked. "How could you even betroth two people when you were only 11? - "
"12 dear," corrected Mrs. Granger. "The thing is, it was only a silly little girl's dream we both had. To see our children get married so we can become more than God sisters. It was a very precious promise to both of us. Well of course we didn't know for sure that we'd have a girl and a boy each. But just a little girl's fantasy. After your mother graduated from Hogwarts we reunited and were close as ever and believe it or not in the same year, we both with child. It was the most glorious moment. Then your mother told me that she saw the future. Being a witch and all I certainly believed her. She told me that I was going to have a very beautiful baby girl and her of course a baby boy. We again re- promised each other of the marriage. Swore on it. Of course after you both were born, your mother frequently visited our home. Then that one blasted day, that da-da-dark wizard of your world V-V-V, blast his name, killed Lily and James, oh what a dreadful evening that was. I requested the guardianship of Harry, but Dumbledore himself told me not to, for it was much too dangerous. He would rather give Harry to the Dursley's. He told me that having a wizard living with normal folk might cause too much trouble. Well of course back then we didn't know our Hermione was a witch. It's been so long," Mrs. Granger took a large breath and started to cry at the memory of her dear friend Lily. Mr. Granger put his arm around her in hopes to comfort.
"S-s-s-so you mean Hermione and I are supposed to be married?" Harry asked, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.
"Yes," Mrs. Granger sobbed. "But it really isn't fair for you both. Don't think anything of it. I just thought it was time to tell you two. - "
Harry looked at Hermione hoping she wasn't going to act differently towards him, now that they knew they were destined to be married. To his relief she was smiling at him and gave a thumbs up letting him know to not worry. Now that Harry found out about some of his past, he realizes that Hermione is supposed to be like a sister to him. That night after supper he discussed the circumstances with Hermione and decided to become God siblings. So now Hermione was Harry's god sister and Harry her god brother. Being united brought them closer. Not that they weren't already best friends. Hermione and Harry helped clear the table and cleaned the dishes as Hermione's parents left the kitchen to do paper work in their study.
"Isn't it weird Harry? That we were destined to be married, " said Hermione blushing slightly.
"I wonder if your mom will take me in now? I don't ever want to go back to the Dursleys," Harry said with hope gleaming in his eyes.
"Even if my mom would, I wouldn't allow it, " Hermione said with an evil smile on her face.
"HA! I wonder why no one has ever told us about this? - "
"Probably because we wouldn't understand. - "
After they were done washing the dishes, Harry and Hermione decided to compare their homework for the rest of the night in the study between their two bedrooms. Harry, not to his surprise, saw the perfect recipe Hermione wrote for her antivenin potion for Snape's class. He also read Hermione's composition about the four founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin for Professor Binns' class. He always knew Hermione was brilliant, but this was a new high for her. He was astonished at how well her work flows together with all the details and chronological events. Night fell fast as they both finished correcting and re-writing their homework.
"It's getting late Harry; we have to leave by 5 am tomorrow," said Hermione with a yawn.
"Okay, I'll pack my things tonight and just wake me up at 5. - "
"Good night then. - "
Hermione grabbed her books and parchment, and to Harry's surprise she gave him a hug and she left the room. Harry heard her bedroom door close as he got up and collected his things as well. He turned off the lights and walked to the room next door. Harry started to pack his things back up into his trunk. His heart sank as he remembered that his Firebolt had been broken back at the Dursley's. He gave a sigh of disappointment and wondered if he'll have enough money to buy a new one, or if anybody will give him one. He turned off the lights and stared at the ceiling thinking of the events of the past few days. He retraced his steps from the Dursley's to the Granger's and chuckled aloud at the many funny moments on the journey. He took his glasses off, pulled the covers up over his chest, and went to sleep.