Ten years later:
Hogsmeade had become dark and gloomy, ever since the Dumbledore's had all died off, No one had seemed truly happy. They went through school and their daily lives, gossip had kept their lives busy. Rumors had started that while all the Dumbledore's were supposedly dead, there was one that may be still alive. Hermione Dumbledore. Harry Potter was roaming the street when he heard such things, he instantly ran to his friend, Ron Weasley to go tell him the news. However, Ron already knew and was looking for him as well.
"Do you believe this Harry? This is our chance; I hear Madam will pay a large sum to get her back."
"Yes everything is going according to plan I booked the theatre."
"Yes it is friend; all we need now is the girl! This is our chance to get out of this life forever. This is the rumor of the century."
"The greatest con in history."
The two went on to the theatre to prepare for their auditions for Anastasia.
Meanwhile outside of Hogsmeade in a small town on Fortish there was another story. A young girl who had been an orphan was leaving, more like being kicked out.
"I got you a job in the fish factory," the older woman said. "Follow the road and you are going to hit a fork in the road go left."
All the while this lady was calling out her orders, the younger was shouting goodbye to the other children. "Are you even listening?"
The young girl looked at the shorter woman in front of her, "Of course, Comrade Molly"
The older woman looked at her with almost disgust, "You have been a pebble in my shoe since you arrived her, acting like you owned the place. I have taken care of you for the past ten years, and you still can't remember who you are. You can mock me with everything I have said but your past is the only thing you can't remember. It astonishes me."
"I have a clue as to who I am," She said, this is her usual clue to pull out her necklace.
"Of course you do, that silly necklace saying 'together in Paris'" She sighed, "so you want to go to Paris to find your family, right?" She nodded, "Ha, don't get your hopes up Miss Mia, It is time you took your place in this world and be grateful." and with that she pushed her out the door and shut it tight.
Mia hung her head in defeat, "I am grateful," she said to herself. And with that she started walking down the road. When she reached the fork in the road, she paused. "I don't want to be an orphan forever, I want to know who I am. If I go left that's exactly what I'll be. However, I could go right and try and get to Paris." she smiled devilishly to no one but herself. As she went to go right, she paused. She couldn't go, what if she approached her family and they didn't want her, what if the did. She collapsed in defeat, "I don't know what to do," she thought out loud. Suddenly a wonderful brown owl approached her and hooted. She looked up and grunted, oh good now at least this owl has taken an interest. Suddenly it swooped and grabbed her coat and pulled her to the right.
Oh great, this bird want me to go right. She paused again; maybe this was a sign so she took the hint and followed the large bird down the road until she hit Hogsmeade.
She walked down the roads looking for hints. She hit the train station and approached a ticket station, "I would like a ticket please, for Paris."
"Do you have identification?"
"What?"
"Do you have identification?" the man asked a bit more frustrated.
"No I am afraid I don't."
"No identification, no ticket, sorry."
She sighed and went to get out of the way, suddenly a woman stopped her. "Go see Ron, he has a ticket but you didn't hear it from me."
"Oh, how do I find him?"
"Go to Hogwarts,"
She looked around and then leaned to the woman, "Thank you," she whispered.
And she took off to the castle, when she reached the door; she was looking for a way in when her new friend, Mika the owl flew in above her.
"Mika come back!" she tried to slip in but it was too small so she tried pulling on the boards and to her surprise, she fell to the ground with a thud. She grunted and walked inside. She explored and wandered the hall looking at the paintings and portraits as she went. She started to hum a song she had known since before she could remember. She silently went through the halls as she hummed to herself. She came across some large doors and entered, it was a giant hall and as she continued to hum, she started to dance.
As she ended the song, she heard, "Who are you?"
She was startled and so she continued to run throughout the halls. The man that had yelled at her had finally caught up to her at a landing where a giant picture hung. "Stop!" he yelled. She stopped, her chest heaving. She turned and looked at her chaser. "What?"
"How did you get in here?" a shrug.
Ron was now gapping at the intruder, Harry approached him a few seconds later and he turned to him, "Do you see that?"
"See what?" Ron pulled is friends glasses down so that he could see what had him so shocked.
"Whoa." Is all Harry could say?
As the two gazed at the picture behind the young lady, they noticed the uncanny resemblance to that of Hermione.
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