Ever since I remember she was there. Looking after me. Fixing my mistakes. Now don`t think anything bad! I merely meant my accidental magic made mistakes that nobody but her could fix. My parents don`t see her and think that at the time my magic wasn`t strong enough to stick. They didn`t know that she would laugh every time dad ended up with different colored hair or something similar and flick her wrist when she could come down enough to do so. She would only go quiet when uncle Severus would come to visit. Or go to another room. Nobody but me noticing and always trying to follow her only for either my mom or dad to stop me and say I`m being rude. We have guests so I should stay and be a good host. You see, because nobody but me sees her everybody thinks I have an imaginary friend.
Ok… So this probably confused the hell out of you. Right?
Well this is a very long story. Even for somebody that is eleven years old like me and just started Hogwarts.
Oh boy… Other kids my age think about uidditch, brooms,… You know, the things that don`t involve a ghost that only I can see.
Did I forget to mention that?
Oops… Yeah, she is a ghost.
A ghost that has protected me my whole life. A ghost that was always there for me. Even when my pureblood parents didn`t know how to help me or what was wrong with me. Don`t get me wrong. I love my parents and I know they love me too. I also know that as purebloods there are certain expectations. Warm parental love is not it. They try and I love them even more for it. They`re trying to be there for me in a way their parents never were. It`s not like I didn`t get that kind of love. She knows how. She loves me, protects me and is always there for me. She is my confidant, my best friend, honorary aunt. In short she is important to me.
Well, I`m getting side tracked.
I`ll tell you the whole story of how the ghost of Hermione Granger ended up protecting and caring for me.
Scorpius Malfoy.
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Admit it. You didn`t see that coming.
I don`t own Harry Potter.