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Chapter Two
History Lesson
Hermione groaned as got out of bed. As usual, she was the first one up. For hundreds of years she had always been an early riser. She stumbled into the girls' bathroom and pulled off her nightgown. She jumped into the shower, allowing the warm water to awaken her fully. After showering, she pulled on her school uniform and went back into the dorm, drying her hair with a simple charm her mother had once shown her. She grabbed her school bag and walked into the common room as the others began to wake.
Harry sat in his chair by the fire, staring into the flickering flames as he thought. "Interesting show?" Harry jumped and turned to see Hermione grinning at him, her warm chocolate eyes shining. He chuckled. "I was just thinking." He replied. Hermione perched herself on the arm of his chair. "About what?" She asked, a concerned expression forming on her gentle, and classically beautiful, features. "The same thing I always do. The war, Voldemort, my parents." Hermione's eyes became regretful as he mentioned his parents. She leaned over and hugged him. "Oh Harry. I'm sorry." She muttered, placing a sisterly kiss to his temple. A flashback ran through her mind.
"Interesting show?" James jumped and turned to see Hermione grinning at him, her eyes sparkling. He chuckled. "I was just thinking." He assured her. Hermione knelt down beside him on the rug in front of the fire. "About what?" She asked, a concerned expression forming on her face. "The same things I always do. Lily, Pranks, My friends, My parents." Hermione's eyes became regretful as he mentioned his parents who had not long perished while on a mission for the Order. She leaned over and hugged him. "Oh James. I'm sorry." She muttered, placing a sisterly kiss to his temple.
Hermione shook the vestiges of the memory out of her head and turned to look as Ron and Ginny approached them. "Come on, let's go." She smiled, hopping to her feet and watching as Harry and Ginny shared a quick kiss. "Hurry up. I can hear the food calling me." Ron said, ruining the couple's moment. "Sure it's not the cosy desk in History of Magic. You seem to sleep easy enough on it." Harry teased. Ron groaned loudly. "We don't have that first do we? I didn't do my essay." He asked. Hermione tutted, the Rowena in her coming through. "Ron, how many times must I tell you to do the essay when you get it?" She snapped. Ron shrugged and the four went down for breakfast.
Hermione followed the boys to Professor Binns class. Even when Michel Binns had been alive, no-one had paid attention in his lessons, except Hermione. Every year was the same. The same old lessons and the same old essays. She always tried to make the essays slightly different, except one. The one about the founders. She couldn't write it differently as it was a story of her parents and godparents and was too painful to write again. They had been assigned it the week before and Hermione's was in her bag.
Harry, Ron and Hermione took their seats and, about a minute later, the lesson began. Just as they sat down, Binns floated into the room and commanded that they place their essays on their desks face up. The students did as they were told and Binns glided down the rows, reading them. He stopped at Hermione's, reading it twice.
"Miss Granger, this essay appears to have been copied." He told her. Hermione didn't even bat an eyelid. "I assure you sir, it's not." She replied in an even tone. "But, I was handed this very essay seven years ago. And seven years before that. And, come to think of it, in seven year intervals since I started teaching. I think you and I need to have a little chat after class." Binns insisted, before gliding onto the next essay. Hermione sighed. It was time to tell Binns.
After class, the students filed out. All except Hermione, Harry and Ron. Hermione turned to the boys and flashed them a gentle smile. "I'll meet you in Potions. Save me a seat." She told them. The boys nodded and reluctantly left her. "Now, Miss Granger. About your essay." Binns stated, looking at her to explain. "First, let me tell you a story." Hermione began.
Binns stared in disbelief at her. "Yes, it's said that Gryffindor and Ravenclaw married and had a child, but there was never any record. And, I fail to see why this story is relevant." He said, eyeing her in annoyance. Hermione smiled sadly at him. "I'm the daughter." She told him. Binns laughed and Hermione scowled. "You don't believe me? Fine. I'll prove it. Come, I have something to show you." She snapped. Binns raised an eyebrow. "Don't you have a class to go to?" He asked. "I know it by heart. I've learned the same thing for hundreds of years. Now come." Hermione replied, impatience filling her. Binns sighed and followed her, knowing she was stubborn.
Hermione looked up at the familiar portrait of a Raven and Lion. "So what? I've seen this tons of times before." Binns asked sceptically. "Eternity is a Curse." Hermione practically growled. The portrait swung open and the two people, if Binns could be called a person anymore, entered the rooms. At once, Hera pounced on Hermione and she softly pushed the Lioness back. "Not now, Hera. I'm not here to see you or Marvin." She scolded gently. The lioness slunk off and Hermione chuckled. She turned to see Binns looking at the rooms. "Where are we?" He asked. "My parents' quarters. But I have something to prove my story, if this doesn't convince you." Hermione stated, walking past the ghost and into another room. Binns followed, intrigued.
Binns gasped as he laid eyes on a portrait that hung on the wall. "Hermione, my dear. Who is this?" Asked a handsome man in the portrait. Hermione smiled up at him. "Father, this is my professor. He realised something was up with the repetitive essays. So I told him. Then he didn't believe me. So I brought him here." She told Godric. Godric narrowed his dark brown eyes at the ghost and ran a hand through his thick chocolate hair. A hand gently touched his arm and he looked down at the first woman in the portrait. Rowena smiled gently at him, while bouncing a baby on her lap. Rowena's long blonde curls were piled on top of her head and her soft chocolate eyes, like Hermione's, were fixed on her husband. "Godric, calm yourself. It is only natural he wouldn't believe her." She scolded gently. The baby Hermione giggled and waved at her older self.
Binns stared at the portrait, more at the other two people in it. Salazar Slytherin met his gaze and narrowed his cool grey eyes at him, pushing a strand of his black hair behind his ear. Helga Hufflepuff was busy fussing over Hermione's younger self. Her ginger waves were tied into a ponytail and her soft blue eyes were shining. She looked up and locked eyes with Binns. "Oh hi. Mione, who's this?" She asked, interest filling her. Hermione laughed. "Aunt Helga, you never pay attention. This is my professor." She replied, her chocolate eyes shining in mirth. Binns looked up the parents and then back to their daughter. It seemed Hermione's honey curls were a mix of both of her parents' hair colours. Hermione turned and faced him. "Now do you believe me?" She asked. Binns nodded numbly and Hermione grinned. "Now, you can never tell anyone about this. Albus already knows…" She began, but was interrupted.
"Albus? As in Albus Dumbledore? Your ex-boyfriend Albus?" Helga gasped. Hermione shot her god mother a glare and sighed. "Yes Aunt Helga. Albus is Headmaster now. I told him yesterday." She told her. Salazar snickered and was promptly smacked over the head by Helga. Hermione shook her head in amusement and turned back to Binns. The ghost's jaw was hanging open. "Yes, Albus and I dated years ago. Anyway, as I was saying, Albus already knows and I would appreciate if it was kept secret." Hermione continued, flashing her stunned professor a smile.
Hermione hurried to the Gryffindor table and sat herself down between Ron and Dean. Harry sat opposite her, his arm wrapped round Ginny's waist as he ate. "So, where were you the rest of the day?" Ron asked. Hermione smiled. "I explained things to Professor Binns and then went to the library. I wasn't up to coming to class." She lied. The boys shrugged and went back to eating. "Hermione, are you sure you're alright?" Ginny asked. Hermione waved her off. "Of course I am." Ginny eyed her, but remained silent.
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