You might not know me, and neither do I.
A friend told me about you and therefore,
I was hoping to have a talk with you.
However, there is a problem, and that is,
That we are from different houses.
It seems your housemates won't like it To see you with someone who they believe Is their enemy, and neither the persons Of my house would aprociate it if they see Me hanging around with you.
Therefore I wonder,
Can we forget about house rivalry,
And perhaps for once meet eachother,
To have a small talk in secret.
For all I have is an offer for you.
That no one would grant you.
Meet me in the Library
If you wish to learn more.
I will be there after lunchtime.
But you wont see me.
In stead of that, I will guide you
To a more private place
Where I will reveal everything.
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Hermione Granger was having breakfast at her house table in the Great Hall. Reason why she had come so early is that she didn't want to sit with the other gryffindors that constantly would glare at her. She was alone, and she realized she would be alone for the entire seven years she had to spend at Hogwarts. Then a blackish owl apeared and flew towards her, landing at the table near where she was seated. She detached the letter and read.
There was no name written under the mysterious message. She was curious. None of the Gryffindors had talked a nice word to her after she had said the one thing that make turn them all against her, she had really screwed up she had realized. Why did that hat anyway sorted her in Gryffindor? If the hat was created by the founders it would know her hunger for knowledge and would have sorted her into Ravenclaw instead.
And now, now she had screwed up things, this one unknown person had chosen to contact her. But why? And what could this person offer anyway? She had screwed up things and would be reminded of it for the next seven years. However, she was curious, and wondered who the person was.
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When morning classes ended she rushed toward the Great Hall to quickly finish lunch. After that she went to the Library. When she walked between the shelfs of books she felt something touched her elbow. Not hard. 'I was waiting for you. Please allow me to take you to a more private place.' it whispered.
She nodded and let her guide to the seventh floor. 'Please wait, don't move.' The invissible person said. Then there apeared a door on the blank wall. The invissible person walked toward her, took her ellbow and guided here inside.
She went inside while the door behide her closed. 'Please sit down.' The person said, now aloud. She heard it was the voice of a boy and panicked. 'what if the boy did want something from her she did not want?' she asked herself. The boy however did guess her thought. 'I won't do anything nasty to you, neither shall I tuch you in anyway.' he said calm. Hermione calmed herself and got seated on one of the chairs.
'It is good that you have decided to have a talk with me.' The boy began, still not revealing his identity. 'Before I continue I will ask you to keep everything we discuss in this chamber between us. Also, I ask you to keep things discussed here secret from the headmster and other professors. Would you promise on your magic to keep this conversation secret? If not, I supose that our talk will have to end after your decision.' The boy continued.
Hermione gasped. This she had never expected. But curious as she was she said 'I promise on my magic that I will keep this discussion secret except for if you give me permission to talk about it to another person then yourself, whoever you may be'.
A white light apeared around her, sealing the prommise. 'A wise choice indeed. However, I suggest you stay away from the headmaster, and never ever look to him for he's a mind reader and thus our secret would be revealed by him. Do you understand?'
Hermione nodded. 'Good, I'll trust my secret is safe with you' the boy said, then he apeared. The girl gasped in shock when she saw Harry Potter sitting there on the chair in front of him.
'I have one simple question before I continue on.' Harry said. 'Stand up and move the chair.
'What?' Hermione thought, then stood up and began pressing against the chare.
Harry however interupted her. 'The way wizards move things goes like this.' He said, then pulled out his wand and casted a simple hovering charm on the chair, to then hover it a bid to the side. 'I guess you didn't fully intergrate into wizarding society.' He concluded while hovering the chair again to its old position. 'sit down please' he said, and Hermione sat down again.
'I heard you have some difficulties with your housemates' Harry said streight. 'You don't have to tell me, cause I know already, and the reason why I decided to talk with you is that I offer you this knowledge and a lot more, since I am aware of your hunger for knowledge.' He continued.
Hermione was confused. 'How could he know? And what are his reasons to offer my knowledge about the forbidden?' she asked herself.
'The only point is,' Harry continued 'I am only alowed to spread this knowledge to those that are willing to fully intergrate into wizarding society, and to those who are not afraid of using them, even if that means using them against muggles. Do you understand that?'
'But that is illegal, and we will get caught if we did, and…' Hermione ranted.
'Hermione, the study and practise of Dark arts are only illegal because the Ministry employers are mostly light wizards who do a bad job protecting muggles from seeing anything magical. There are different views amongst wizards on what is good and what is bad. Anyway, there are ways to fool the ministry so little chance we get caught.' Harry said calmly
'but…' Hermione started. But was interupted by Harry.
'Imagine your muggle parents knew about magic because wizards didn't hide theirselves from the Muggle world. When you were started to do accidental magic they should have known what it was, and you should have learned the basics when you were younger resulting in having more knowledge and knowing more magic at your current age. Hermione, we are more powerful then muggles. Our lifespan is larger, we are more effective because we can do things quicker by using magic. Muggles fear us because we are more powerful, though at the other hand most muggles don't even believe we even exist. Wizards should rule the world instead of jailing themselves into a seperate society, and we shoudn't neglect or forbid parts of our power for it makes us less powerful. However it seems that our leading institute is afraid of its own kind of people, is afraid of its own skills and knowledge, but we should not fear them, for there are ways to evade them.'
'but.. but… my entire family consists of muggles, I could never use magic against muggles' Hermione stuttered.
'could you use magic to help muggles?' asked Harry? 'I mean the magic of, let say a mediwitch is so much better then the healing methods of muggles.'
'Yes I think I can use magic to help muggles.' The girl answered.
'Well, if your bullied your entire life by muggles who call you a freak, punish you for your accidental magic or abuse and enslave you for they know that you're a wizard, would you not wanted to curse them?' Harry asked.
'A believe I would then.' Hermione stuttered.
'That is the situation I lived in for my previous eleven years. Can you understand I feel hatred about those muggles who made my life hell?' Harry asked.
'I think I can.' Hermione answered. 'However, I'm still a muggle that happened to have magical abillities.' The girl continued.
'As long as you're not fully intergrated into wizarding society you are indeed, however, if you willing to learn and intergrate yourselve you are considdered tobe a pure wizard, even whey you're a decendant from a muggle family.' Harry said.
'I am willing to become fully a wizard, and be accepted as one in the wizarding society.' Hermione said. However, I don't know how since it is not given as a class at school and I don't have money to buy lots of books and such.' Hermione stuttered.
'That is what I thought.' Harry said. 'And that is why I contacted you. I am the founder and leader of an Order, in muggle terms called a political movement, who is willing to fight for wizarding rights and freedome. One of the many things we will try to achieve is legal education of the Forbidden and Dark, free magic use in the muggle world and better schooling for muggleborn and halfbloods so they have a bigger chance of intergrating in the wizarding world. However, we just started out so we have to work on these things. As long as we cannot educate things legal, we do it illegal, since Wizards do need to know the whole set of abillities they are born with. What I have to offer you is becomming a member of this Order and gain acces to all the knowledge that is Dark and forbidden.'
Hermione nodded. Thought for a sec and said 'Well, I would be glad to join your order.'
'Even if it means that you have to kill muggles or wizards that oppose us?' Harry asked.
'If I have to I shoudn't disobey.' Hermione answered.
'And you would obey any rule or order given by the Leaders of the Order?' Harry asked.
'Yes, I will.' Hermione asured.
Harry took an earclip out of his robe pocket and unshurnk it. 'Then I welcome you to Ordo Fulimineus.' He said handing over the earclip. He then explained how it is used and then said 'Well, I think it is time for us to leave since our afternoon classes will start soon. I will contact you by earclip.'
Hermione stood up and left the room. After that Harry casted a location spell to check where Hermione was. When he saw she was a good eind away he also left the room to attend afternoon classes.