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Chapter 2
The owls that had delivered both Harry's and Hermione's Hogwarts letters were rather regal looking birds. Neither the Granger's nor the Boyd's were happy about their slave child getting letters however if it meant the troubles and strangeness would go away if they went to this school then that was fine by them. Both families never wanted these children to come back again so had arranged to move to a different country when the children went away to school. Harry opened his letter as he sat at the table, face lighting up with wonder and excitement.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr H. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. We will be sending one of our staff members to take you to Diagon Alley to shop for your school supplies.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
.o0o.
Meanwhile Hermione was doing the exact same thing, her eyes widening with excitement and wonder sincerely hoping it was no trick.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Miss H. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. We will be sending one of our staff members to take you to Diagon Alley to shop for your school supplies.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"What've you got there, slave?" Yvette asked pompously, yanking the letter out of Hermione's hands. Yvette scowled as she read the letter before stomping off screeching for her mother. Hermione continued standing where she had been while reading her letter before going to her cot bed in the attic and curling up to cry. Half an hour later Wendy Granger appeared in the attic, Hermione's letter in hand.
"Girl. If they are sending a staff member then you may as well go. However if you do then we won't be here when you come back. You have been warned. You better reply." Wendy told her before tossing the letter on the bed at Hermione's feet before turning and leaving, shutting the door with finality behind her. As soon as Mrs Granger had left, Hermione got up and, hugging her letter to her chest, did a little victory dance. She didn't care that the Grangers were leaving; all she cared about was that she got to learn magic which was something that she thought only existed in books. She was jolted out of her reverie by a tapping on the window in the attic ceiling. She looked up and was surprised to see an owl with something in its claws. Quickly opening the window she let the owl in and let it perch on the bars of her cot bed after dropping the letter and pouch on the bed.
"Would you wait there a moment? I need to send a reply to Hogwarts. I can get you some food and water too if you'd like." Hermione told the owl softly. The owl hooted in what seemed a positive way. Quickly running downstairs to grab a few morsels of food and a small water bowl with water in it, she was lucky that she spotted the chore list on the fridge and assumed the Granger's had gone out. Hermione grabbed a pen and piece of paper as well as an envelope before heading back to her room without a backwards glance to her chores list. At the present time, she didn't really care about some stupid chores. When she arrived back at the attic she called a bedroom she found the owl still sitting there. Smiling, Hermione quickly wrote a short letter as the owl ate and drank what Hermione had managed to procure for it.
Dear Deputy Headmistress,
I would be delighted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I never knew such a place existed so I am very excited. I would appreciate having a staff member take me to Diagon Alley as I do not know how to get there. I never knew I was a witch; it is such an exciting prospect.
Thank you for allowing me to attend. I look forward to meeting you and everyone else and above all, I look forward to making new friends (as I haven't ever had any).
Yours sincerely,
Hermione Potter
Hermione finished her letter and read over it before putting it into the envelope and writing Minerva McGonagall's name onto it before placing it onto the bed and opening the other letter.
Dear Hermione Potter,
I am a close friend of your real parents, Lily and James Potter. We have been searching for you and your twin for nearing eleven years now. When we found out that you would be attending Hogwarts we set a tracking charm on the letters to you and Harry. The owl is yours now and her name is up to you to decide. In the pouch is some Wizarding money to purchase your school supplies. Whichever of the Hogwarts staff collects you to take you to Diagon Alley, don't trust them. They will also possibly be the same person who collects your twin, Harry Potter. I will have people in Diagon Alley watching out for you. If the staff member leaves you and Harry at any time, run. Look for the blonde haired family with a young boy your age. They are the Malfoy's and will protect you and your brother. They also know your parents. They'll take you and Harry to a safe place. This letter will burn itself when you are done reading it so I hope you have a good memory.
Good Luck,
T.R
True to the writers word, as soon as Hermione had finished reading it, the letter set on fire. Hermione let out a squeak before dropping the burning letter to the floor. She was glad that the rag-rug on the floor hadn't caught fire as well. The owl hooted at her, gaining her attention.
"Oh, that's right! You're my owl now and you need a name. Hmm, how about Elora?" Hermione said, looking at the owl. The newly named Elora hooted in approval before flying to sit on Hermione's outstretched arm and nipping her on the ear playfully.
"Would you take this letter to the Deputy Headmistress at Hogwarts, please Elora?" Hermione asked picking up the letter. Elora stuck her leg out and Hermione took five minutes to realise she had to tie it to her leg. After doing so, Elora gave Hermione another playful nip and flew out the window.
While wondering who T.R was Hermione grabbed the pouch, looked inside and gasped before hiding it in her lock box under the loose floor board below her cot bed. She quickly hurried downstairs and took a look at the chores list before sighing loudly.
Hermione's Chore List
Wash the dishes
Vacuum the house
Wash the laundry
Tidy the garden
Clean Yvette's rooms
Clean the bathrooms
Mop the floors
Hermione decided she'd better get started on the chores set out for her. They weren't too bad but they would take a while. She felt glad she was going to Hogwarts even if she wouldn't have anywhere to live during the holidays or summer.
'I'll figure something out.' Hermione thought as she started working.