Since Harry has got his whole Pre-Hogwarts life, I thought the other characters deserved one too. So there, this story was born.
The First Magical Experience of Hermione Granger
My first magical experience? Well that's easy, because it is one of the clearest memories I have of my youth. I remember being shocked at first, and that everything that once seemed logical to me didn't make sense anymore. I suppose that is the disadvantage to being muggleborn.
But the experience actually made me the bookworm I am today. Since you probably do not understand what I am talking about, and your curious mind wants me to explain, I will tell you exactly what happened.
When I was younger, my grandmother often visited with my parents and me. She always brought candy with her and used to give it to me when my parents were out of sight (My parents did not appreciate candy as I did, since they only thought of how harmful it could be to ones teeth).
One time she gave me a big chocolate bar and I happily placed it in my bag to take it with me to school the next day.
So, at lunchtime on the following day, I got my chocolate bar. While unwrapping the paper I saw the teacher glaring angrily at me, and at that point I already knew she was planning something baleful. She was an evil sort of woman, not just 'not nice', no she was really evil. I remember her locking children in a closet for a whole day. You could say she was the muggle version of Umbridge.
She had not done anything really bad to me, though. I had always been wise enough to stay in the background. That was, until then.
She walked up to me and snatched the chocolate bar from my hand. I watched with horror as she took a huge bite of it. I looked at her and tears started to well in my eyes. Then she smiled evily at me and I could see the chocolat sticking between her teeth. I could not say anything, because I was too upset, too angry and most of all too frightened of her. When she took another bite, her eyes suddendly became twice as big and she started to retch. I did not know what to think, was this another sick joke of hers? Then she dropped the chocolate bar and ran away screaming.
I sat there for a few seconds, dumbfounded. I looked at the chocolate bar and saw that it was... moving. At first I thought my eyes were deceiving me, but when I looked better, I saw that the chocolate bar was not there anymore. In its place there were quickly moving earthworms. There was nothing left of the chocolate.
That night I couldn't sleep, because I kept wondering how it could have happened. How could a solid chocolate bar suddenly turn into an icky pile of earthworms? It was just so weird, and I could not succeed in finding a logical explanation for it.
But when I learned to read, a whole new world opened up to me and I was eager to search for the answer to my question. So I used to visit the library every day, and read for hours. That is how I developed my current addiction to books. But all the reading did not help a thing; I only came to the conclusion that it certainly couldn't be a chemical reaction. So I gave up.
As I grew older these things started to happen more often, and it drove me crazy. But everything became clear on the day that I reached the age of eleven, because I received the letter from Hogwarts that day. My parents and I, at first, thought it was a joke, or an invitation to some festival or something. But there was a very clear description how to find platform 9 ¾ and Diagon Alley (unlike Harry, I didn't have Hagrid to explain the wizarding world to me), so it just had to be real.
I decided to give it a try. It turned out to be the best decision I made in my whole life