Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, just the garden gnomes on my lawn.
Chapter 1: Accepted
Hermione got a letter from a college in the mail. Of course this wasn't new, but the name of the college was to her. It was called Merlin's International College of Magic, and it was an acceptance letter. Inside was an information brochure, application papers, and even a letter from the Headmaster, Tyson Zelgrave. Hermione brought the letter into her room, and tossed the envelope onto her bed. She looked at the six pages to apply, and then picked up the letter, and started reading:
Miss Hermione Granger,
You have been accepted into Merlin's International College of Magic, and we would be proud to say that you are a student of ours. Of course you're a great witch; you receiving this letter proves it, as only the top seven percent of each school even receive this letter without special recommendation. But, we want to make you better than you ever thought possible. How would you like to know every spell and charm needed to transform your house into a virtual fortress of impenetrable strength? Or how about learning to make yourself an Animagus? MICM can help you with whatever profession you want to be: auror, inventor, teacher, or even just a stay-at home parent.
But MICM doesn't only have great academics to boast about. We have one of the best Quidditch teams of all the colleges. We're also secluded on a lovely island that has wonderful waterfalls, beautiful forests, lots of mountains, and no muggle tourists. That's right; the entire island is protected by spells to keep muggles out.
We look forward to seeing you. If you would like more information, owl us with your request. If you would like us to leave you alone, owl us as well. Owl us just to get a free MICM shirt. That's also right, just owl us for a free MICM t-shirt. We look forward to hearing from you.
Sincerely,
Tyson Zelgrave
Hermione put the letter down, and sat in astonishment on her bed. She looked at all the other college letters she had received, and looked again. None of them had made the impression on her that the one from MICM did. She looked around her room for Spade, her golden barn owl. Spade was a birthday present from her boyfriend, Ron, and since Crookshanks had died, Spade was the only animal in the house.
"Hermione, dinner!"
"Coming mom!" Hermione looked at the picture of her and Ron hugging with their diplomas after graduation. That night would always hang out in her mind. It was the night finally admitted that he like her, and the night when Voldemort fell. Voldemort had tried to kill Harry, Ron, and her at the party because they had always foiled his plans. But Ron and Hermione fought with Harry, and because Hermione and Ron protected them from every charm, Harry was able to kill Voldemort. Tom Marvolo Riddle was no more. But it was something that Dumbledore said, that stuck out even more. "With Voldemort gone, we are still not safe. Evil will always resurface. Man will never conquer evil completely, never."
N/A: I'm trying out a new story line. I wanted to serve different curve balls this time. There will be many new characters, some of them American. And four of the new characters will be bad guys. Let me know what you think. Professor Devine will not be appearing in this story.
