"Headmaster!"
Dumbledore chuckled.
"Please, just call me Grandfather. Might as well get used to it now."
Hermione didn't know if she should jump for joy or weep in sorrow. Fortunately for her, Dumbledore noticed the range of emotions in her eyes and pulled her into a hug.
"Things will be okay, Hermione. You'll see. Now, come and sit down. We have much to talk about and I'm sure you have some questions."
He sat down on one side of a large oak desk and she sat across from him. He leaned slightly over, resting his chin on his hand and his elbow on the desk.
"It is a few days before school starts. I'm sorry you don't have more time to prepare. I will take you to stay the night before in Diagon Alley. I've arranged for someone to meet you and take you to Platform 9 ¾, and already picked up your school robes, books, and supplies. I've also found a nice cat by the name of Pollen for you to have. Most of your possessions are waiting for you at Diagon Alley. I see you have some things with you; I imagine clothes are in there? You won't be leaving the grounds, so wearing your...old clothing won't be a problem. But when you go to Diagon Alley and anytime after that, you'll have to wear clothing that fits this time. We will look through your trunk later and see how many new clothing items you will need. Madame Pomfrey has fixed up a bed for you in the Hospital Wing, I hope that will do for now. Lunch and dinner will be in the Great Hall and breakfast will be brought to you when you want it. There is a bell by your bed that will summon a house elf. Do you have any questions?"
Hermione nodded, "Just two sir. First, who will be escorting me to the platform?"
Dumbledore smiled, "A young lady in your year by the name of Lily Evans. She didn't make head girl this year but she is a charming young lady who will go far. I am sure you will like her."
Hermione was almost positive she would like Lily Evans. She'd heard many things about the kindness and intelligence of the future Mrs. Potter and she couldn't wait to meet her.
"Second question. How did you know I was coming?"
"That, my charming granddaughter, is a very long and tedious story to tell. We will save it for a rainy day or one that begs the need of the knowledge. Now, go to bed. You look tired. There is a dreamless sleep potion by your bed. Drink it."
Just as he spoke the words, a wave of tiredness came over her and she stood up. She looked around for her trunk and noticed it wasn't there. She was about to ask the Professor what happened to it, but then realized that the house elves had probably already taken it to her room. Hermione warily found her way to the Hospital Wing, noticing that nothing had changed. Everything was exactly where it was in the future. She briefly thought of how nice it was that in an ever-changing world, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry did not seem to change at all.
Dumbledore chuckled.
"Please, just call me Grandfather. Might as well get used to it now."
Hermione didn't know if she should jump for joy or weep in sorrow. Fortunately for her, Dumbledore noticed the range of emotions in her eyes and pulled her into a hug.
"Things will be okay, Hermione. You'll see. Now, come and sit down. We have much to talk about and I'm sure you have some questions."
He sat down on one side of a large oak desk and she sat across from him. He leaned slightly over, resting his chin on his hand and his elbow on the desk.
"It is a few days before school starts. I'm sorry you don't have more time to prepare. I will take you to stay the night before in Diagon Alley. I've arranged for someone to meet you and take you to Platform 9 ¾, and already picked up your school robes, books, and supplies. I've also found a nice cat by the name of Pollen for you to have. Most of your possessions are waiting for you at Diagon Alley. I see you have some things with you; I imagine clothes are in there? You won't be leaving the grounds, so wearing your...old clothing won't be a problem. But when you go to Diagon Alley and anytime after that, you'll have to wear clothing that fits this time. We will look through your trunk later and see how many new clothing items you will need. Madame Pomfrey has fixed up a bed for you in the Hospital Wing, I hope that will do for now. Lunch and dinner will be in the Great Hall and breakfast will be brought to you when you want it. There is a bell by your bed that will summon a house elf. Do you have any questions?"
Hermione nodded, "Just two sir. First, who will be escorting me to the platform?"
Dumbledore smiled, "A young lady in your year by the name of Lily Evans. She didn't make head girl this year but she is a charming young lady who will go far. I am sure you will like her."
Hermione was almost positive she would like Lily Evans. She'd heard many things about the kindness and intelligence of the future Mrs. Potter and she couldn't wait to meet her.
"Second question. How did you know I was coming?"
"That, my charming granddaughter, is a very long and tedious story to tell. We will save it for a rainy day or one that begs the need of the knowledge. Now, go to bed. You look tired. There is a dreamless sleep potion by your bed. Drink it."
Just as he spoke the words, a wave of tiredness came over her and she stood up. She looked around for her trunk and noticed it wasn't there. She was about to ask the Professor what happened to it, but then realized that the house elves had probably already taken it to her room. Hermione warily found her way to the Hospital Wing, noticing that nothing had changed. Everything was exactly where it was in the future. She briefly thought of how nice it was that in an ever-changing world, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry did not seem to change at all.