Hermione Granger Chronicles

by remyroo17

A series of drabbles and one-shots, all connected, in which Hermione is the half-blooded, lightening-scarred protaganist who has to face not only Voldemort, but a struggle with her identity. Focuses mainly on the latter. Rated M for femslash scenes to come (no pun intended).

3. 3) Going Home (snippet rewrite, PS)

"Hermione Granger!" she squealed. 'Look, Mum! I can see -"

"Be quiet, Ginny, and it's rude to point."

Mrs Weasley smiled down at them.

"Busy year?" she said.

"Very," said Hermione. "Thank you for the fudge and the jumper, Mrs Weasley."

"Oh, it was nothing, dear."

"Ready, are you?"

It was Uncle Vernon, still purple-faced, still moustached, still looking furious at the nerve of Hermione, carrying an owl in a cage in a station full of ordinary people. Behind him stood Aunt Petunia and Deirdre, looking terrified at the very sight of Hermione.

"You must be Hermione's family!" said Mrs Weasley.

"In a manner of speaking," said Uncle Vernon. "Hurry up, girl, we haven't got all day." He walked away.

Hermione hung back for a last word with Harry and Ron.

"See you over the summer, then."

"Hope you have – er – a good holiday," said Harry, looking uncertainly after Uncle Vernon, shocked that anyone could be so unpleasant.

"Oh, I will," said Hermione, and they were surprised at the grin that was spreading over her face. "They don't know we're not to use magic at home. I'm going to have a lot of fun with Deirdre this summer …"