Chapter 1
Hermione Granger,rising seventh year student of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, climbed out of a makeshift bed around noon. She wondered, though, if she was still asleep and dreaming because she couldn't quite place where she was. She scanned the room: unmade bed on the opposite wall, posters of only the hottest Quidditch players,and a window overlooking a garden with knomes frolicking about. Ah yes, she had remembered being in this room a time or two before; It was Ginny Weasley's bedroom at the burrow. While she was pondering over why she could possibly be here, Mrs. Weasley came into the room. "Hermione,dear, are you feeling okay now?" She nodded her head at Mrs. Weasley,although still confused as to why she was here.The mother of those lovable red-headed children could obviously see her confusion,and started to explain."Poor poor child..your mother and father," she bit on her lip a bit,"were hit with a spell that almost killed them..It may be worse where they are now,although safe.They're at St. Mungo's..we think for a very long time."
shit thought Hermione, she knew what St. Mungo's meant for her parents.They were..mentally insane now,and they would never be quite right agan. She couldn't think of a word to say though,so she just..crawled back in bed.The only safe place to her at the moment."It'll be okay,deary, we're all here for you.." That was when Mrs.Weasley pulled Hermione into one of her famous bone crushing hugs,and made her exit.
She just lay there all day, not really thinking of why her parents, muggles they were, were hit with a spell,or why they hadn't died for that matter.All she could think of was how she would get on without them.I mean,sure, Harry and Ron were great friends,and the Weasley's house was very comfortable,but...nothing can compare to your actual parents. And what good are your parents if they're in a wizarding hospital because they've gone bonkers?None.
With all of these sad thoughts swirling through her mind, she grew very tired,and was asleep once again, in a bed that wasn't hers,in a house that was far from home, and with a family that wasn't even close to being related.