Disclaimer- J.K Rowling is the smartest woman alive. She would probably be appalled if she read this melodramatic crap. I hope that this doesn't put ideas in any of your heads about what might happen in future HP books because I KNOW NOTHING!!! I don't own any of the characters either... This whole thing is therapy (because I was upset over the character she killed off) I'm just posting it because people told me to…
Hermione was trembling in his arms.
"Before I can tell you what is happened, I have to tell you a little bit about my past." she said biting her lip. "My mother, was unable to have children. They got married when they were 21 years old. They met in school. After they got married, they immediately tried having children. After having no luck in 5 years, my mom went to the doctor who confirmed, that she was absolutely unable to bear children. She didn't have... well... the eggs." she said in an embarrassed tone.
Harry looked at her "Are you adopted?"
Hermione shook her head "Twelve years down the road, my mother suddenly felt sick... Daddy thought it was a serious because she would throw up in the mornings, have cravings for the weirdest things,gain weight and shown all the other signs of pregnancy. My father, who perhaps wanted a child more than anything... even more than my mom recognized these signs. Boy, when he found out that they had me, when they thought they would never have a child... well... my parents were the happiest people in the world. I was the miracle baby! Not only that, I was a high achiever. I said my first word at 10 months, read my first book at 1 and a half talked in complete sentences with the vocabulary of a 15 year old at two. My parents were so impressed and so proud. I was learning way too fast for someone my age. By the age of eight years old, I was reading my parents college textbooks."
Harry gave her a puzzled look, Hermione continued.
"The summer before I turned nine, is when they discovered I had magical talent. We went camping that summer. My dad didn't want to hit a bunny in the road so he ran into a tree instead. We were all ok, but the car was absolutely totaled and it looked like there was absolutely no way we were going to get back home for a while. I was scared so I simply suggested pushing the car away from the tree. When my dad said that was useless, I started crying and tried to do it myself. Suddenly my hands emitted blue sparks and I touched the car. It instantly repaired itself! Both my parents and I couldn't believe our eyes. That was a long series of magical things that happened over the next year... My dad couldn't explain what it was, so he did the only thing he thought reasonable. He took me to many specialists to try to explain what it was and where could I get magical powers from. They wanted to find a rational reason for why I can do this kind of stuff. They tested my nerves, watched brain activity, drew blood. My nine and ten year old year was very upsetting for me. Because I did it because, back then. I was SCARED of my powers. Then, during the early spring of that year, I got my letter from Hogwarts. My parents, knowing that it is a boarding school was very sad to send their "miracle baby" to a school to learn magic, but thought that it was the best thing for me. Dumbledore spoke with her beforehand and eased her nerves a little bit. I was so nervous on the way to school. I didn't want to get expelled because understanding who I am was the most important thing to me at the time."
Harry laughed "I remember...so now I know the reason behind your obsessive need to follow the rules and do your homework."
Hermione looked at him. She wasn't laughing. She looked like she was biting her lip even harder. She sighed and continued. "That's only the beginning Harry. My story gets much, MUCH darker. It continues in my second year. The summer between the first and the second year, I told my mother that I have amazing friends, they took me shopping as you saw as we met up. They were a little nervous at the moving pictures, but after time, they found it amusing. Then later on in the year, I got petrified by the basilisk. Professor McGonagall let them know right away. They completely lost it and tried to pull me out of the school at once by writing Dumbledore nasty letters threatening with lawyers."
Harry was shocked...why didn't he hear about this before. Hermione continued. "After my second year at Hogwarts, both my parents said that they talked about it and absolutely DID NOT want me to come back to Hogwarts. It was too dangerous and I was all they had. I could go to a college prep high school, go to an incredible college and make a lot of money. I knew that is NOT for me. I know the subjects in muggle school such as math, history, English, science definitely don't have the substance of the subjects that they teach at Hogwarts. I knew I had to do something. I was on the road to self discovery. I was going to study every branch of magic that Hogwarts offered the next year, I was going to get a time turner, which very few are allowed to use. They were not going to take me out now.... so I....... I....."
"Go on, you can say it Hermione" Harry said enthusiastically "I modified their memories. I found a way to safely extract and dispose of the thought where they found out that I was petrified. It worked too. Somehow, I was able to do it undetected. I was allowed to come back to Hogwarts the next year... AND they even got me Crookshanks. When they heard that Sirius escaped, they were glad to send me back though. They thought he was a muggle." she told him. "I still don't see what's wrong. So what... You can do underage magic without getting in serious trouble." I mean, I blew up my aunt for heaven sakes Hermione! What you did was no big deal!" Harry said to her.
"Harry" she said almost yelling. 'I've been doing it on a regular basis. Sometimes a lie would take care of it, but they're not stupid. They hardly believed me last Christmas when I came here to help Ron and his family. This summer, they wanted me to stay with them until I went to Hogwarts. We had a huge row about me always leaving and not spending any time with them. Especially in the past year. I stayed as long as I could, but I realized that they don't understand me at all. Mrs. Weasley invited me over telling me that we were going to be preparing a small party and completely changing headquarters just for you. I told them and dad stormed off to my room holding my wand hostage, threatening to break it if I go then. My emotions overwhelmed me and somehow I was able to snatch the wand back. An ultra-powerful surge came out of my wand and it put a full memory charm on both of them. I didn't care back then. I was very angry."
Hermione paused for a second. She looked into Harry's eyes who was bewildered at the amount of rule breaking she did that he was not aware of. "I thought by putting a protective charm over their house, it would help. It wasn't strong enough. My parents aren't like the Dursley's Harry.I love them a lot and they are great people. The protective charm, I learned, didn't do much. They thought Lucious Malfoy was their tea date, so they let him in. Between the memory charm, and my keeping them uninformed, they could have died. I was very lucky that Dumbledore showed up to stop him." A tear was forming in her eye. "For the short while you were playing Quiddich with Ron, Ginny and Cara, Dumbledore showed up to talk to me reassuring me that it was all straightened out. They are making progress at St. Mungo's, but are in a special room for muggles. He said that it wasn't safe for me to visit them because Ministry wizards were convinced that it was completely Malfoy's fault and he wanted to see me back at Hogwarts. The trust Dumbledore has in me makes me feel even more guilty."
Harry looked at her and smiled. "I know the feeling. I totally know what it is like to not want to be in the muggle world. They misunderstand us and want to experiment on us. I would have done the exact same thing."
Hermione smiled at him. "Thanks Harry!"
They were both able to fill in the question sheet much more easily now. Harry and Hermione went back to their beds and imagined the next adventure that they will be facing at Hogwarts.
Hermione was trembling in his arms.
"Before I can tell you what is happened, I have to tell you a little bit about my past." she said biting her lip. "My mother, was unable to have children. They got married when they were 21 years old. They met in school. After they got married, they immediately tried having children. After having no luck in 5 years, my mom went to the doctor who confirmed, that she was absolutely unable to bear children. She didn't have... well... the eggs." she said in an embarrassed tone.
Harry looked at her "Are you adopted?"
Hermione shook her head "Twelve years down the road, my mother suddenly felt sick... Daddy thought it was a serious because she would throw up in the mornings, have cravings for the weirdest things,gain weight and shown all the other signs of pregnancy. My father, who perhaps wanted a child more than anything... even more than my mom recognized these signs. Boy, when he found out that they had me, when they thought they would never have a child... well... my parents were the happiest people in the world. I was the miracle baby! Not only that, I was a high achiever. I said my first word at 10 months, read my first book at 1 and a half talked in complete sentences with the vocabulary of a 15 year old at two. My parents were so impressed and so proud. I was learning way too fast for someone my age. By the age of eight years old, I was reading my parents college textbooks."
Harry gave her a puzzled look, Hermione continued.
"The summer before I turned nine, is when they discovered I had magical talent. We went camping that summer. My dad didn't want to hit a bunny in the road so he ran into a tree instead. We were all ok, but the car was absolutely totaled and it looked like there was absolutely no way we were going to get back home for a while. I was scared so I simply suggested pushing the car away from the tree. When my dad said that was useless, I started crying and tried to do it myself. Suddenly my hands emitted blue sparks and I touched the car. It instantly repaired itself! Both my parents and I couldn't believe our eyes. That was a long series of magical things that happened over the next year... My dad couldn't explain what it was, so he did the only thing he thought reasonable. He took me to many specialists to try to explain what it was and where could I get magical powers from. They wanted to find a rational reason for why I can do this kind of stuff. They tested my nerves, watched brain activity, drew blood. My nine and ten year old year was very upsetting for me. Because I did it because, back then. I was SCARED of my powers. Then, during the early spring of that year, I got my letter from Hogwarts. My parents, knowing that it is a boarding school was very sad to send their "miracle baby" to a school to learn magic, but thought that it was the best thing for me. Dumbledore spoke with her beforehand and eased her nerves a little bit. I was so nervous on the way to school. I didn't want to get expelled because understanding who I am was the most important thing to me at the time."
Harry laughed "I remember...so now I know the reason behind your obsessive need to follow the rules and do your homework."
Hermione looked at him. She wasn't laughing. She looked like she was biting her lip even harder. She sighed and continued. "That's only the beginning Harry. My story gets much, MUCH darker. It continues in my second year. The summer between the first and the second year, I told my mother that I have amazing friends, they took me shopping as you saw as we met up. They were a little nervous at the moving pictures, but after time, they found it amusing. Then later on in the year, I got petrified by the basilisk. Professor McGonagall let them know right away. They completely lost it and tried to pull me out of the school at once by writing Dumbledore nasty letters threatening with lawyers."
Harry was shocked...why didn't he hear about this before. Hermione continued. "After my second year at Hogwarts, both my parents said that they talked about it and absolutely DID NOT want me to come back to Hogwarts. It was too dangerous and I was all they had. I could go to a college prep high school, go to an incredible college and make a lot of money. I knew that is NOT for me. I know the subjects in muggle school such as math, history, English, science definitely don't have the substance of the subjects that they teach at Hogwarts. I knew I had to do something. I was on the road to self discovery. I was going to study every branch of magic that Hogwarts offered the next year, I was going to get a time turner, which very few are allowed to use. They were not going to take me out now.... so I....... I....."
"Go on, you can say it Hermione" Harry said enthusiastically "I modified their memories. I found a way to safely extract and dispose of the thought where they found out that I was petrified. It worked too. Somehow, I was able to do it undetected. I was allowed to come back to Hogwarts the next year... AND they even got me Crookshanks. When they heard that Sirius escaped, they were glad to send me back though. They thought he was a muggle." she told him. "I still don't see what's wrong. So what... You can do underage magic without getting in serious trouble." I mean, I blew up my aunt for heaven sakes Hermione! What you did was no big deal!" Harry said to her.
"Harry" she said almost yelling. 'I've been doing it on a regular basis. Sometimes a lie would take care of it, but they're not stupid. They hardly believed me last Christmas when I came here to help Ron and his family. This summer, they wanted me to stay with them until I went to Hogwarts. We had a huge row about me always leaving and not spending any time with them. Especially in the past year. I stayed as long as I could, but I realized that they don't understand me at all. Mrs. Weasley invited me over telling me that we were going to be preparing a small party and completely changing headquarters just for you. I told them and dad stormed off to my room holding my wand hostage, threatening to break it if I go then. My emotions overwhelmed me and somehow I was able to snatch the wand back. An ultra-powerful surge came out of my wand and it put a full memory charm on both of them. I didn't care back then. I was very angry."
Hermione paused for a second. She looked into Harry's eyes who was bewildered at the amount of rule breaking she did that he was not aware of. "I thought by putting a protective charm over their house, it would help. It wasn't strong enough. My parents aren't like the Dursley's Harry.I love them a lot and they are great people. The protective charm, I learned, didn't do much. They thought Lucious Malfoy was their tea date, so they let him in. Between the memory charm, and my keeping them uninformed, they could have died. I was very lucky that Dumbledore showed up to stop him." A tear was forming in her eye. "For the short while you were playing Quiddich with Ron, Ginny and Cara, Dumbledore showed up to talk to me reassuring me that it was all straightened out. They are making progress at St. Mungo's, but are in a special room for muggles. He said that it wasn't safe for me to visit them because Ministry wizards were convinced that it was completely Malfoy's fault and he wanted to see me back at Hogwarts. The trust Dumbledore has in me makes me feel even more guilty."
Harry looked at her and smiled. "I know the feeling. I totally know what it is like to not want to be in the muggle world. They misunderstand us and want to experiment on us. I would have done the exact same thing."
Hermione smiled at him. "Thanks Harry!"
They were both able to fill in the question sheet much more easily now. Harry and Hermione went back to their beds and imagined the next adventure that they will be facing at Hogwarts.