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"Your parents were killed last night, Hermione….are you okay?" Asked her professor. As she watched Hermione's face. It didn't change, like she wasn't shocked. She had grown up more over the first months of the second semester of their sixth year.
When she was came back from Summer break, her hair was shorter, to an inch under her shoulder blades. It was a darker color, but she stated that she had never colored it, not once. It was straight, very straight. It was as if it wasn't even her real hair. But it was.
Her eyes were a darker brown, (like Prue's!) and her skin a fairer. She had grown into her body more, but she had been acting different, as if she was becoming some one else. But at the same time, growing more mature then she was before, (like that's possible! Lol).
She turned to Dumbledore, and stared at him, they seem o be having a silent conversation between them. His eyes grew wide, as if she suggested something. He nodded, as disappeared into another room, through the door, behind his desk.
He came back, and she still had yet to say anything about their death. It was as if she didn't even care. Snape and her watched, as Hermione showed no emotion. She wasn't usually like this.
"They weren't my real parents were they Professor?" She asked Albus, shocking everyone. Was it true?
"I am guessing that you've been having some one visit your dreams, and tell you everything?" He asked her, as she nodded, her mother. Her real mother had came and told her everything.
"I understand what happened then Sir. But you still had no right to take me away. I have yet to see my destined future, as you had put it. Many years ago." She stated. Standing up.
"Your future was to help Harry to defeat Voldimort."
"And that is it? I've defeated stronger things in my sleep." She stated, walking to the doorway.
"That may be so, but it's who he will be partnered with, that worries me." He stated, as he put the forms on the table. She looked at the file, and then at him, before looking back at them. Walking back to the table, she sat in the chair, and pulled them to her.
She opened them, and looked at the woman on the first page, " She's beautiful," She whispered, showing them, her mother.
"She's a powerful witch. She lives in the states with her sisters, In San Francisco California. She was a museum Care taker, but I do not know what she is anymore." He stated, as she read over her birth certificate.
"I wish too see her. May I?" She asked, closing the file. And looking up at him. He nodded, it was the end of first semester, and Voldimort, was on his end. They need what ever power, if he was going to side with the Source.
"On the last day, tomorrow, you may. Go on with everything, like normal. I will have you place all set out for you when you arrive in the states. Will you be taking Muggle transportation? Or Magical?" He asked, as she looked at Franwks.
"I want to take Muggle, I may be a witch, but everyone needs a reminder on what kind of population that takes up the earth. And majority of it, is not magical." She whispered, as they all nodded in agreement.
"So will Ms. Granger will be leaving for the states to meet her family?" Asked Professor M. (I cant remember it!)
Dumbledore and Hermione nodded, before Hermione stood up. "I will take my leave now Sir. And may I…"
He smiled, and stopped her before she could finish, "You may have the file, after all, it's all you have on her. Sleep well tonight, for you have a busy time ahead of you." She nodded, and said goodbyes to the other two, and headed back to her dorms.
To have a long over due sleep.
"Who are her parents Albus?" Asked Snape, looking back to Albus.
He smiled at Snape, and Minerva, " All in good time, all in time." He whispered, before dismissing them, for the sleep they would need.
She was in a place of pure light. Nothing but light. Spinning around, she noticed a bench, supremely, not white. Walking towards it, she sat down, and wondered what was going on. "Hello Purity." Whispered a kind, voice of a young woman.
She turned and smiled, it was her mother, and she was with two other women, " Hi mum…umm who are they?" she asked, only to get laughs from her.
"We are your grandmothers, I am Patty, your grandmother and this is Penelope, your great-grandmother." Hermione nodded, understanding it now.
"So why are we here?" She asked, looking around the white abyss.
"We are too help you with your powers." stated Patty.
"What about them?"
"You need to finish learning on how to control them, or you're going to get hurt." Stated Penelope. Hermione nodded, she did agree with her. She looked up at her mum, and smiled, she was going to do this. For her family.
"Okay, when do we start?"
"Now, if you want?" Stated Prue, walking up to her, and smiled, as they began their work.
It had been like this for like this since she had came back from Break, and other then the new companions, nothing had changed. She learned potions, spells, the demons that attacked and will attack, and so forth. She was so excited to see her family, for the first time. She can't wait to see her mother in person.
She woke up and got ready for her last day. She made sure everything was packed, and ready to go. She had taken a shower, and changed her clothes, and went down to meet her friends. They smiled, and they went down for their last breakfast until the new year.
They sat down in the Great Hall, and talked, and ate, and talked some more. Hermione's eyes, always seemed to trail over to the Slytherin table, only to catch Malfoy's eyes, before turning back to her friends.
She smiled, as they made their way to the courtyard, as everyone said their goodbyes.some where saying thier good byes, like it was their last.And some were even they were crying, about missing everyone. Hermione sighed, this is what's gonna happen later this year…, but a lot worse, how sad?
She heard her name being called, and smiled, turning towards her friends, and talked. She told them that her and her parents were going to the US…She felt bad, for not telling them that her parents were dead. But then again her mother wasn't dead right?
The piled into the carriages, and onto towards the train. They talked and talked, and seemed like that would never stop to Hermione. She told they that she would write to them, but she would be very busy, so they shouldn't worry is she didn't as often as she usually did. They nodded, and discussed what they were going to do over the break.
She sighed, and got up, telling them she was going for a walk. They nodded and she left, and walked up and down the train, bored as hell. Dumbledore had told her before she left that as soon as she gets off the train, to 'pop' over the airport, and take the flight to the US.
She sighed, this wasn't helping her excitement. She started heading back to the compartment they were in. She bumped into some one, and apologized, before going on. Or at least she tried to, a hand grabbed her's, "What is it with you Mudblood? You're acting weirder then usual." It was Draco.
"Didn't know you cared. Now please, have to meet up with my friends," She broke free and walked back to her compartment, and sat back down, and stared out the window. Wondering what her family was like.
It was three hours later, and she was on the flight to her family's home state. She sat back, relaxed, and slept for the rest of the ride. She was awoken by the flight attendant, when they landed. Nodding she got her bags, and got of the plane.
She looked at the paper that Dumbledore had given her, and followed what it said. Looking up, she saw a man holding up a sigh with her name on it. 'Hermione Granger'….she knew that if it had her real name, then everyone would know who she was. And that's not what they needed.
She walked towards the man, and he helped her with her bags, as they went out to the car. It was silent has the man drove her to her new home. The apartment, that the head master had set up for her. Smiling she thanked the man, and went inside.
The front desk clerk smiled, and asked for her name. According to the paper, it said to go by her real name, and so she did, the lady smiled, and handed her the key, and told her where to go.
She walked up to the elevator, and went up to the penthouse that had her number on it. She unlocked the door, and stepped in. Everything was already set up, it was as if she had lived here for a long time.
Everything was as she would have wanted it to be. Smiling, she silently thanked her headmaster, and unpacked her clothes. She noticed the washer and dryer, and deciding that they needed to be cleaned, she began to do a load.
She unpacked and put up the clean clothes and washed the dirty. She looked in the fridge, there was food actually in there, she stared shocked, as she got out some stuff to make a sandwich. She sighed, cutting the banana and putting it on the peanut butter covered slices of bread.
She looked around. The place was fairly big, and she had three large, and she meant large bookshelves full f magical books, both witchcraft and Wizardry and Wiccan.
She sighed, as she put her plate in the sink. She changed the loads again, and took a shower.
The water felt nice against her tired skin, she smiled, when she noticed that everything was perfect. Dumbledore went along way to make this seem like home. She washed her hair, and then rubbed some body wash on. Smelling it, she smiled (again…), strawberries and cream.
Turning off the water, after fifteen to twenty minutes in there, she got out. She walked to the basket of clean clothes that she had taken out of the dryer. Putting them on, she noticed that the window was opened.
With nothing but her undergarments and a spaghetti strap shirt, she walked towards them. Looking out, she saw nothing, shaking her head at her silliness, she closed them , and walked back to the clothes.
She put on the pajama shorts, and walked over to the stereo She turned it on, looking for a good station to listen too, she smirked, finding a good station. The edge…102.1 (in my area it iz..so yea…). Taking her wand, she whispered a drying spell, before she placed it back down on the table.
She danced to the music, spinning around on her twos, like she was taught in the dance school that she had went to, before Hogwarts. The song ended, and she walked back over to the stereo, and switch it to CD. Smiling, she put a CD in.
(It starts with)
One thing / I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried
so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
One thing / I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There's only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
The song ended, and she needed a drink of water, walking to the kitchen she listened to the song as it repeated, in a way the lyrics it home. In a way. Taking her glass, she walked back to the other room and stopped when she noticed that the windows were opened again.
She sat down her glass, and walked over to them. She looked out again, confused, 'what keeps on opening them?' She thought, closing them, and backing away. Shaking her head, who would want her? She was just a side kick….
Sighing she turned around, and jumped. There was a man in her living room. "Who are you?" Her voice was stern, she's dealt with werewolves, death eaters, and demons on occasions. This guy can't be that bad….can he?
Song by LP...it doesn't matter now!