It was early in the morning that much was clear, but still hermione couldn't sleep. She was just too exited. Tomorrow( or today that is) she was finally going to hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
She hadn't believed in magic until a woman dressed in strange emerald robes knocked on her door. Explaining why she was different to everyone else her age.
She didn't have any friends in her primary school and she was picked on for being smart and a "bookworm" although that didn't seem like a bad thing to her.
She didn't expect to have any friends at hogwarts either but if she studied hard enough she might just be able to make a difference in the world.
Hermione rolled over in her bed to check the time. 4:30am, just another half an hour till she could get up and get ready.
Just imagine a new , fresh start no one picking on her, no one stealing and hiding her stuff and no one could hurt her when she has her wand( that she only got a week ago, and had been practicing repeatedly, as to fit in.) she would be able to go in as a normal 11 year old kid. And maybe just maybe she would make a friend.
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Fremione: what could of been
FanfictionWhat would of happened if hermione was first Friends with Fred and George? What would of happened if hermione seemed a little more attached to Fred? Find out here. Join hermione for the ups and downs. The crying and the smiling. And watch Fred and...
