Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

William and Elizabeth Granger lived a quiet life in the south of England and were expecting a little baby girl any day now. Elizabeth had taken the last month off work, as she was feeling incredibly tired and had such swollen ankles that she couldn't work her job in the Dentistry she owned with her husband. Today would change their lives forever, but it started off like any other.

William made breakfast for both him and her bed-laden wife then headed into the office for his first patient at 8am. Leaving his wife with her mother, who had come over to help out with the cleaning and looking after her daughter.

"And get ready to spit into the sink?" William said as he removed the plague drill and poker from a patient's mouth. The patient sat up and as they spat into the sink, The receptionist ran into the room.

"Your wife's on the phone, she says her water just broke and you need to get home immediately."

"Oh shit! Sarah, can you finish this for me? I must go. My daughter is coming."

Sarah, his dental assistant said "of course I can finish up here. You go be a father, Sir."

William grabbed his backpack and ran out of the room.

"Congratulations"

"You go Sir, become a father."

"You will be great."

Followed him out of the door as he left. He smiled.

His house was about a half an hour walk from the dental surgery, but William decided he wanted to run home, as he wanted to be with his wife as quickly as possible, so they could drive to the hospital.

He approached his house on a run and found his wife on the couch counting the minutes between her breaths/compressions.

"Sweetheart, let's go to the hospital. Let me help you up."

"Thank you."

It was a long 12 hours in the maternity ward for Elizabeth and William. But it all paid off as they held their little baby girl in their arms.

"Hermione Jean Granger, welcome to the family" William said "I am so proud of my two girls."

-o0o-

5 years later…

A five year old girl was playing in her family's front yard with her father, while her mother watched from the balcony over the covers of the latest Matthew Reilly thriller.

"Hermione, you ready?" William yelled, just before a small baseball left his right hand. The ball flew through the air, but as it reached the halfway point between father and daughter, it stopped mid-flight.

Momentarily stunned, William ran over to the ball, snatching it out of the air, before anyone could see. It was at this moment that Elizabeth decided to check out the game, she too was stunned. All the while, Hermione was staring at the ball.

Once William had retrieved the ball from the air, they ran over to Hermione.

"Hermione, did you make the ball freeze in mid-air?" the father stated bewilderedly.

Hermione replied "The ball just stopped. All I did was stare at it, ready to catch it." William contemplated what he had just said for a moment then realised she is only 5 years old. It was one of the neighbours playing a trick, it had to be.

Little did they know their little girl was a descendant from an ancient wizarding family that had all been obliviated by the then Minister for Magic for improper use of magic. She was the first succeeding generation to show any magical talents at all.

A cat stood up from behind the hedge, in the front yard opposite the Granger house. Its sharp eyes watched as the ball was frozen in mid-air and the girl's eyes.

And with a loud bang the cat disappeared from the street.

-o0o-

Three years after that...

Hermione, aged 8, was walking through the bushland and creek at the end of her street, trying to identify different flowers and leaves from the plant guide book that her parents had given her for her 8th Birthday. Hermione loved books, she would read two a fortnight. Her parents had a vast library in their house that she loved to spend her weekends in. She didn't have very many friends at school, because she was seen as the smart-ass, or too studious to be any fun. Kids can be cruel. This did not bother her at all, as she had the characters in her books to keep her company. Little did she know that this might be an issue later in life.

"Red blossoms… green straight long leaves… hmm… this is an interesting plant" Hermione said as she consulted her guide. "What could this plant be?"

As she poured over the guide-book, she was oblivious to her father coming to find her to tell her lunch was ready. So, he came up behind her and moved his hand to tap his shoulder…

When a bright light shone in their proximity, William flew backwards 2 metres and landed on his back. Hermione turned around just in time to see her father land hard on the ground.

"Dad, daddy, Are you ok? I didn't realise it was you. Did I do that to you? How?"

William got to his knees and said "it's okay sweetie. But I would like to know how you did that too?"

Both father and daughter looked curiously at each other. Before walking home for lunch.

Again, there was a cat staring at the little girl from behind the dense bushland, watching as the bright light flew the father 2 metres in the air and backwards.

There was a loud bang and again the cat disappeared.

-o0o-

Three more years later...

The day started out like any other. Hermione jumped out of bed and put on her school uniform, as she was attending the London Grammar Girls School, and was super excited.

She raced down stairs to the kitchen where there was a mountain of presents for her with her parents standing behind singing

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Hermione, Happy Birthday to you."

Hermione was so excited as she turned 11 today.

Just as she tucked into the presents that lay on the table for her, an owl flew right through the kitchen window and landed right in front of her. Her parents tried to shoo away the creature.

But Hermione noticed it was carrying something on its leg.

"Mum, Dad, there is something on its leg. I am going to try to take it off."

She gently removed the letter from the owl, strangely the owl did not protest having the letter pulled from its leg "that's strange" Elizabeth noted. All three Grangers stared at the faded parchment.

"It's addressed to me." Hermione said bemused. As she turned to letter over she looked at the waxmark on the back. "I do not recognise the waxmark. What's Hogwarts?"

She slowly opened the envelope and pulled out the letter that was inside. It was a letter of admission to this school of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Questions exploded inside Hermione's head like fireworks and she looked up at her parents, then down at the letter, several times in the ensuing minutes. She finally got the nerve to ask her parents.

"Is magic real?"

"Where is this Hogwarts?"

"Will I be away from you for the whole year? If so, it sounds like a boarding school?"

"What is this Hogwarts Express? We get a train to the school?"

"How do I get all the textbooks and other equipment needed on the second page. A wand? interesting. "

"So can I go?

Her mother replied, "well I...I...I… I don't know sweetheart, we have never heard of this magic school. But if they are asking for you personally. You must be very special. This kinda explains those oddities of yours when you were younger."

"How do I reply, mum?" Hermione was confused.

"Guess you send the owl back with a yes written on the empty parchment in the envelope sweetie."

So Hermione took the empty parchment from the envelope and wrote:

Dear McGonagall,

I am happy to report that I will be attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on the 1st September. Where do I get the list of equipment and books from?

Yours sincerely,

Hermione Granger.

Hermione then tied the letter to the owl and he promptly zoomed out of the kitchen window and on his way back to Hogwarts. Hermione looked to her parents and her parents looked back down at her.

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed.