Title: The Digibelum Magi Arc Part 1: Police work.
Chapter title: Hello Cousin
Keywords: Hermione, Sara Pezzini
Summary. A Witchblade/Harry Potter crossover. Hermione Granger discovers
her cousin over the Atlantic and with it a few secrets that might
irrevocably change the young witch as she discovers more about her family
and the strange artefact connected with it.
Copyright: All respective characters are used without permission for no
profit and remain the property of their respective creators.
Present day
The Dursleys, with a martyred look got into the car with Harry. The warning by the members of the Phoenix order not to abuse Harry was taken, at least for the moment, to heart. Seeing the black Volvo speed away was a sign for the others to say goodbye. Hermione hugged Ginny and Neville, said her goodbyes to the rest and went with her parents to the railway station's parking lot.
As they were getting into the car her father spoke up. "Great news honey, we are going to New York for that Dentist Association's symposium after all. What is even better is that we are able to take you with us! Isn't it great?" Hermione's stunned look could rival the Dursleys' earlier: "This is wonderful news Dad!" Her mother smiled, pleased at her daughter's reaction. "Tell her everything John, we are not only going for work." "Sweetheart, remember I told you about my sister Elizabeth?" Hermione nodded, her good memory not failing her: "She was your older sister Dad, did she not die of polio before you were born?" "That's correct. My parents did not think they could have another child until I came along almost 8 years after your aunt's death. What's important here is that as you know, your grandmother Maya was an American who came over with your grandfather after the war. Well, she had a sister back in America, named Elizabeth Bronte, after whom your aunt was named. She died more than 30 years ago but I was able to trace her granddaughter, which was not easy. She also stays in New York and is willing to meet with us during our stay." Hermione was stunned, a cousin in USA? This was a completely unexpected surprise but considering the events of the past year a welcome one. Smiling she asked: "What is her name?" "Sara Pezzini."
Three days later...
The airport was immense and filled with activities. "I wonder how Ron will react if he was here?" Thought Hermione as she and her parents cleared customs and headed towards a group over which a poster hung with words 'British Dental Association delegates'. Ron being a pureblood would probably be overwhelmed, she decided. Wizards were never a majority and thousands of them in the same place were a rarity except in a major Quidditich match. Never mind the electronics and automated devices, which would probably send most wizards into panic, although Mr Weasley would probably feel like a kid in a candy store here.
In the bus heading towards the hotel Hermione marvelled at the vibrant city that never sleeps. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, taxis hooting as they overtook the slower moving bus and vocal street vendors everywhere. Arriving at a modern hotel on a busy street her family was for the next few hours engrossed in settling down at the hotel. There were no lectures on the first day so they took the opportunity to get a little acquainted with the Big Apple. Their meeting with Sara Pezzini was scheduled for the following evening.
The next day an excursion was organised for the children that came along with their parents. As the conference hall filled Hermione and a few other children were given a tour around the Manhattan Island. The young witch however was full of thoughts about the evening's meeting. What was her cousin like, what does she do for a living and most importantly should Hermione divulge the secret about being a witch. Those thoughts kept her occupied until seven o'clock that night she and her parents came to the hotel's foyer. Near one of the lounge chairs stood a tall young woman in jeans and a leather jacket, she had long flowing dark hair and startling green eyes. Extending her right hand upon which an unusual bracelet with dark red stone hung she addressed the Grangers: "Hello Mr and Mrs Granger, I am Sara Pezzini."Looking directly at Hermione she added in a gentler tone: "You must be my cousin."
Present day
The Dursleys, with a martyred look got into the car with Harry. The warning by the members of the Phoenix order not to abuse Harry was taken, at least for the moment, to heart. Seeing the black Volvo speed away was a sign for the others to say goodbye. Hermione hugged Ginny and Neville, said her goodbyes to the rest and went with her parents to the railway station's parking lot.
As they were getting into the car her father spoke up. "Great news honey, we are going to New York for that Dentist Association's symposium after all. What is even better is that we are able to take you with us! Isn't it great?" Hermione's stunned look could rival the Dursleys' earlier: "This is wonderful news Dad!" Her mother smiled, pleased at her daughter's reaction. "Tell her everything John, we are not only going for work." "Sweetheart, remember I told you about my sister Elizabeth?" Hermione nodded, her good memory not failing her: "She was your older sister Dad, did she not die of polio before you were born?" "That's correct. My parents did not think they could have another child until I came along almost 8 years after your aunt's death. What's important here is that as you know, your grandmother Maya was an American who came over with your grandfather after the war. Well, she had a sister back in America, named Elizabeth Bronte, after whom your aunt was named. She died more than 30 years ago but I was able to trace her granddaughter, which was not easy. She also stays in New York and is willing to meet with us during our stay." Hermione was stunned, a cousin in USA? This was a completely unexpected surprise but considering the events of the past year a welcome one. Smiling she asked: "What is her name?" "Sara Pezzini."
Three days later...
The airport was immense and filled with activities. "I wonder how Ron will react if he was here?" Thought Hermione as she and her parents cleared customs and headed towards a group over which a poster hung with words 'British Dental Association delegates'. Ron being a pureblood would probably be overwhelmed, she decided. Wizards were never a majority and thousands of them in the same place were a rarity except in a major Quidditich match. Never mind the electronics and automated devices, which would probably send most wizards into panic, although Mr Weasley would probably feel like a kid in a candy store here.
In the bus heading towards the hotel Hermione marvelled at the vibrant city that never sleeps. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, taxis hooting as they overtook the slower moving bus and vocal street vendors everywhere. Arriving at a modern hotel on a busy street her family was for the next few hours engrossed in settling down at the hotel. There were no lectures on the first day so they took the opportunity to get a little acquainted with the Big Apple. Their meeting with Sara Pezzini was scheduled for the following evening.
The next day an excursion was organised for the children that came along with their parents. As the conference hall filled Hermione and a few other children were given a tour around the Manhattan Island. The young witch however was full of thoughts about the evening's meeting. What was her cousin like, what does she do for a living and most importantly should Hermione divulge the secret about being a witch. Those thoughts kept her occupied until seven o'clock that night she and her parents came to the hotel's foyer. Near one of the lounge chairs stood a tall young woman in jeans and a leather jacket, she had long flowing dark hair and startling green eyes. Extending her right hand upon which an unusual bracelet with dark red stone hung she addressed the Grangers: "Hello Mr and Mrs Granger, I am Sara Pezzini."Looking directly at Hermione she added in a gentler tone: "You must be my cousin."