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Chapter 3: Hermione Granger (Kaeldrea)
Hermione Granger sat in her favorite spot at the library, hunkered over her personal copy of Hogwarts: A History, mumbling to herself. She was rereading the volume, a refresher in case she needed to remind Harry or Ron—yet again—of something that should be blatantly obvious to anyone with the ability to read. "You'd think no one had ever read this book." she sniffed disdainfully to herself. "Or read at all. What is wrong with the literacy rate at Hogwarts?"
A snort of equal disdain answered her question, and caused her to look up. A redheaded woman stood with her arms folded over her third-trimester rotundness, hip cocked to one side, just shaking her head. "Hermione Granger, no one—and I do mean no one—with the exceptions of you and possibly the author himself, has ever read Hogwarts: A History." The redheaded muggle woman gave her a stern look. "Deal with it."
So saying, she vanished as though she had never been. Big belly and all.