Hermione and Mecha Granger 20-30 had said their tearful fare-the-wells to Kraug on the first day of the Howgarts school summer field trip and headed off with their tear stained heads held high for Nevada. Ever since coming to this crazy new world filled with fleshy bioforms and their tangled heart strings reaching further out into schemes of complex self gratification and need. The world sure is a crazy place, she decided, and went out with her best friend to go see the grand canyon.
On the way to the grand canyon Hermione lion heart thought about all her crazy adventures adn wondered abotu hwo the new school year would far for her wayfaring heart. Mecha Granger had been silent and contemplative the whole bus ride to the great crack in the earth that men the grand canyon. Hermione figured the Slytherins would sure have a lot of foul tricks up their inky black sleeves and coatpockets. "I just need to relax a while, in the desert," she decided, and relax in the dessert she did.
All day long and long into the nigh Hermione the Time Child and Mecha Granger 2030 browsed the many wonders of the sandy relaxing landscape of the American South. Not a building or tree for eyes to see for miles around and they like it just that way, she figured, bashfully. The great open sky made her feel sulky and inmodest yet she didn't let that get in the way of her killer vacaytion. Across the continet nad the world's very first McDonald's the boy detective Harry Potter had stumbled into a plot of passionate intriuge and in SoCal Pansy Parkinsons and Hagrid the Half Giant explored each others minds and bodies, but her, for now, she could really relax and kick back with a smile. Mecha Granger did the same and pretty soon the whole vacation had flown by with barely a word spoken between the two. They had each reached a semi feral, zen like state of sunblasted empty mindedness.
They could barely see the ground ahead of them as they hurried back to get on the train to Hogwarts for the new semester that they didn't even notice the giant footprints dotting the barren landscape about them. Mecha Granger gave a whirr of alarm and plunged down the side of a rocky crevasse. Hermione almost followed her down but skuddled to a halt at just last second. It appeared that her mechanical friend had stumbled onto an extra large american style mystery. An enormous footprint, 20 Hermione's long, at least, stamped itto the dusty earth. The bloodred sunset raping hte sky to the east indicated it was well past time for them to hurry on along, but they couldnm't pass up a mystery like this! They just couldnt!
"I guess we been hanging around that Harry Potter boy detective fellow far too much, huh, Mecha Granger 20-30?" Said The Time Child with a lascivious grin as they galloped off into the wrong direction from the train and followed the big footsetps.
The land about them forbade an ill omen, the vultures silouhete against a crimson, arterial sun scape of the horizon, bleeding from the sky to a point you can never see just ahead. The dying of the light. 'It comes for us all,' Hermione thougth, and shuddered. She hurried along ever faster and soon found herself slap back at the grand canyon, where they'd started this whole thing!
Mecha Granger 20-30 caught up eventually in a skiddering dust cloud. She furiously searcehd her memory banks for some clue, but alas, she came up short. Hermione hadn't expected much from her, with Kraug paralyzed and Mecha Granger 20-30 often so distracted by romantic trajectories she had come to rely on her own lion hear tand nothing else. She wasn't dissapointed by expecting nothing.
Just then, when they were about to give it all up fora bad job and head on along back to Hogwarts there was a loud rumble adn a cough, like a heavy smoker just waking up... but the sun, it was going down... not coming up? And also who sounds that loud when they are waking up!
Hermione was just about to split about at the seams because of how confuesd she was umntil it all suddenly started making sense. Yes. Now everything adds up, why she had ever even left her beloved alternate dimension of diagonal hallways and Kraug worship to come to this land of "stair- cases" and Paralysis. It all made sense to her the moment that she saw, from her vantage point, a fleck of girl amongst the red lit desert sands standing at the edge of the worlds largest hole when she caught the completley abnormal nad never before even wished or dremaed or nightmared even sight of a giant Hermione, made of thousands of Hermiones: Hermione of Hermiones, Giga Hermione.