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Chapter 3: Discovering her daughter

A blinding light illuminated the room, then it became more focused and a shape began to appear against the wall of Granny. A little noise was heard before everything became clearer. Hermione's childhood appear before their eyes, a noral but very active little girl. Soon the little girl had discovered a passion for books and it was in a general laugh that they listened to Hermione's adoptive mother telling her the popular version of "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs".

It is true that Henry had made them rediscover their so-called stories, but they could not refrain from laughing at them, when they heard that the evil witch was jealous of the beauty of her daughter-in-law. After that, Regina had a persistent smile because after all, her daughter had good parents and a good life. It was all she had always wanted for her and could only let it escape a little regret at the sight of the radiant face of the little girl of nine, happy to have had a new book.

Time went a little further and the magic was revealed to the girl, to Regina's astonishment who thought magic impossible here. Her daughter had still developed her magic which, unlike Emma, had adapted to the magic form of this world. From that moment a lot of things changed, images filled with happiness were colder. In public, Hermione's parents were jovial, happy and delighted to have a girl like her, but when the door of the house closed, all gone was the intolerance towards the girl.

They had accompanied her for the purchase of her supplies after being visited by Professor Mc Gonagall, who was in charge of looking after muggle families whose child was a witch or wizard. Hermione was nothing but happy when she arrived in Diagon Alley, it was her universe all that magic and at Granny everyone saw then the choice of the wand that never left its owner.

"Regina, isn't it normally just fairies who have wands?" Snow asked.

"To my knowledge, in our world at least, I do not even know that few fairies who have them."

"What does this wand serve for you?" Robin added, who had not looked away from Regina.

"I tell myself that in this world: magic is less present, it must amplify or at least it's a link between their magic and energy, I see only that ..."

The first year then took place in more detail before them, the meeting with Harry and Ron and the distribution that intrigued more than one. Regina, and Rumple (who had entered the restaurant with Belle, and to whom David had summarized the story) were more than curious to know more about each house and school. One thing was unanimous, Hermione was a girl more than intelligent, even if it was worth at the beginning of her schooling a certain loneliness and misunderstanding of her comrades.

Regina could only be proud of the one she saw evolving before her eyes, we could now see the spells learned and made by her daughter, whether it is "Wingardium Leviosa", "Lacarnum Inflamare", "Alohomora" and many others. Plus, she seemed to learn very quickly. Inside the ex-Evil-Queen thought of all the things she could teach her, starting with the use of magic without that little piece of wood that she loved so much.

The friendship between Hermione, Harry and Ron had been drawn with the Troll episode in the girls' bathroom and amplified by the young woman's rescue of Harry in his first Quidditch match. The year went on until it reached the trials leading to the Philosopher's Stone, the calm and serenity that the young witch presented during an adventure that would have given a heart attack to many people, was more than admirable. Her acquaintances even attracted Rumple's respect for the young age of the student and the smile she displayed in collecting points, thanks to that for her house spread in the restaurant.

Regina was stuck in Robin's arms, completely overwhelmed by what she had just seen and just waiting to see the rest to learn more about her. Snow laughed as she explained that she hoped wholeheartedly, for Hermione's sake, that her other years would be quieter.

"Oh but now I think about it, I too would have plenty of books to read to her!" Henry said, which made the whole room laugh.

"If she comes to visit us, she will have access to the library with great pleasure." Added Belle, whose passion for books could not be questioned.

"Given all that she will have to experiment and discover in this city, if she goes in the town, I think for once, she will give up her books a little." Laugh David.

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While everyone was gathered in Granny's restaurant, on the other side of the world, a girl was still living her life as if nothing had happened. The matches were a little halted after one of them was a little lying with the snitch who escaped the two catchers for a while. They had all returned to the tent to rest a bit, after all soon, they would have to go to the last match between Bulgaria and Ireland.

Ginny was taking a nap just like Ron, Harry had gone with Fred, George and Arthur Wesley to visit the surrounding camps a bit. For her part, Hermione had gone back to her famous books, for her birthday Harry had offered her an old book on versions of fairy tales different from those usually known. Any book about magic or fairy tales would have pleased the young woman but this one seemed to have something more, as if she felt bound to it.

By turning the pages she discovered a version that pleased her from each tale, she found them even more credible and more consistent. A vengeance for a lost love was more plausible than any jealousy for beauty: "Snow White and the Seven Dwarves" ... What idiocy. Without knowing it, Hermione had taken pity on Regina and her mother, reading these lines. A feeling then invaded her, a feeling of insecurity combined with the impression that one observed it, that one watched it. It was doubled with a sense of déjà vu in her past, as if she realized now that she had been spied on or watched. A shiver ran through her body and a feeling of unease. Deciding to give up her books, she joined Ginny for a nap before the events tonight.

"Hermione, stop playing the paranoid, you scare yourself!" She said aloud to try to reassure herself.

The fact is, she was closer to the truth than she could imagine...