(bully’s and special lessons)
Hermione walked to the pitch things had seemed to settle down after the ministry visit and Hermione was able to be a child again in a sense well sort of after all she was legally grown and married to a man a year younger than her father five years younger than her uncle. She knew her family wanted her to be a child, but she had always had an old personality kid her age never understood her, and it hadn’t changed in the wizarding world. Yes, she had friends now but none of them understood her problems they didn’t have to deal with being married in their first year or with the constant threat of people wanting to get her husband despite being found innocent and set free some still wanted his head on a platter and until the rat was caught it would continue to be that way.
She saw harry and his friend Weasley talking by the pitch so she walked over while she couldn’t stand the weasel any more than most of her house could she was best friends with harry and would tolerate the loudmouth asshole.
Harry and Ron looked up harry smiled and Ron scowled.
“What do you want Black?” Ron asked snidely.
She curled her arm through Harry's smirking “To hang out with my best friend weasel this week’s been so hectic I wanted to relax what’s it to you?” she said sneering.
“Alright you two retract your claws Hermione.” Harry said.
She grinned at him and made a little scratching motion at him, and he laughed. Hermione smiled laying her head on his shoulder smiling “So harry if I'm married to Sirius does that make me your godmother?” she teased.
He swatted her arm “Ha-ha Hermione you know that’s not funny.” He said and she smirked.
“Of course, it's funny harry its downright comical when you think about it, I'm around your age married to your magical guardian and we’re best friends.” She said.
He rolled his eyes.
“He isn’t your best friend Black he’s my best friend.” Ron said snidely his face red a well-known sign he was getting angry.
Hermione rolled her eyes at him not bothering to respond which only served to piss the weasel off more and he grabbed her arm yanking her away from harry. Before harry or Hermione could react, he hit her making her fall to the ground and the fact she was only 12 showed again as her eyes welled up with tears and she started crying as she held her cheek.
Harry glared at him and moved to her side to check on her. Others moved to watch the scene and Hermione didn’t have to pretend this time the hit actually hurt and the tears where real because of the stinging in her cheek. Every student glared at Ron, and he stared at them shocked as if not having thought about it and just did it.
“Why the hell is my Niece crying?” a voice boomed, and everyone turned to see Dean Winchester disappear to his niece's side and scoop her up in his arms.
Hermione clung to him crying not saying a word. Dean looked around for an answer but when no one spoke up he looked to harry who was only too happy to point to Ron.
“He hit her for no reason she made a joke about being married to Sirius and being around my age and my best friend he yelled at her saying he was my best friend not her and when she didn’t fight back Weasley yanked her by her arm and hit her knocking her to the ground….” Harry said.
Dean glared at him “Get out of my sight kid now.” He growled.
Ron ran away.
Hermione sniffled holding onto dean and looked up at him wiping her eyes. Dean leaned In and kissed her head “Shh its ok princess Uncle dean is here.” He whispered.
She snuggled close and he picked her up carrying her back to the castle ignoring the other students. Harry followed them quickly worried about his best friend staying behind them he followed dean to his best friend's parent's private quarters.
“Hunter.” Dean said and stepped to the side as the door swung open and he walked in followed by harry.
Harry saw Sam and his wife sitting on the couch reading. They both looked up as they walked in and instantly Sam was on his feet moving to the trio “What happened?” he asked.
“That little redheaded asshole hit Hermione for no reason knocked her to the ground.” He said.
Sam scooped his daughter up in his arms and Hermione immediately curled into him he walked over to the fireplace and fire called the head of Gryffindor house holding his daughter close.
Minerva’s head appeared “Yes Professor Winchester?” she said.
“You asked me to come to you if any of your cubs messed with my daughter Ron Weasley was seen to have hit her for no reason a few minutes ago.” He said.
“Do you have any witnesses besides Mrs. Black?” she asked him.
“Harry Potter.” He said figuring that’s why the boy was in his private rooms with dean and his daughter.
Minerva sighed and rubbed her face “Alright step back I'm coming through thank you for calling beforehand.” She said.
Sam stepped back still holding Hermione rubbing her back. Hermione laid her head on his shoulder her cheek starting to bruise from the hit it would get darker soon right now it was a bright purple color, and she didn’t want to move from her father's arms for anything. When the fire turned green, and Minerva stepped through she instantly saw the bruise on her cheek and winced slightly she looked and saw harry was sitting on the couch talking to Mrs. Winchester and the ghost Dean Winchester. She walked over to them.
“Mr. Potter can you tell me in your own words what happened?” she asked.
He looked up “Hermione walked over to me and ron and locked her arm with mine ron asked her what she wanted and she said to hang out with her best friend talking about me ron got mad and said he was my best friend not her and when hermione didn’t saying anything back he grabbed her arm yanked her forward and hit her sending her to the ground Dean appeared and picked her up I told him what happened and he told ron to get lost then carried her here and I followed.” He said.
She nodded and ran a hand over her face looking slightly older “I will handle it Mr. Weasley will have detention with you Professor Winchester for three nights what you do as long as it is school appropriate is fine with me, I will also write home to his mother, and he will lose 150 points for striking her is that fair to you?” she asked.
Sam nodded sharply “It's fine with me Minerva.” He said.
She nodded “I will go find him and tell him his punishment.” She said and left.
Hermione held onto Sam tightly and he didn’t seem to want to put her down so she just snuggled close no matter how much her life changed she would never say no to snuggling with her father.
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Hermione sat in the great hall eating her breakfast she had spent the rest of the night with her parents and had only left to get fresh clothing and head to breakfast before their first morning classes. The great hall was bouncing with students, and it was normal for Hogwarts she felt at home hearing the noise of her other classmates and older students as the mail started fluttering in, she ate her breakfast she didn’t bother to look up until she heard a gasp and looked up seeing a red envelope soaring to the Gryffindor table and fall right into Weasleys porridge. Everyone watched some students wondering out loud what Weasley did to get a howler well they were all about to find out as it magically rose and opened.
“RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STRIKE ANOTHER STUDENT UNPROVOKED! A FEMALE STUDENT AT THAT!! YOUR FATHER AND I ARE ASHAMED TO CALL YOU OUR SON RIGHT NOW! NO WEASLEY OR PRUWITT HAVE EVER LAID THEIR HANDS ON A WOMAN IN ANY VIOLENT WAY EVER! YOU WHERE NOT RAISED THIS WAY! IF I HEAR OF ANOTHER TOE PUT OUT OF LINE I WILL COME TO HOGWARTS AND BELT YOU ALL THE WAY THROUGH THE FLOO BACK HOME DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!”
Everyone was cringing most of Rons friends looking away from him ron looked pale but embarrassed and it grew worse as the letter rose and turned towards the Slytherin table “Mrs. Black please forgive my son he has a temper problem but it was no excuse to harm you especially for no reason please accept my sincerest apologies and accept the package I've sent to you as an apology from house Weasley to house black and please feel free to write anytime you need an ear about my disrespectful child.”
Hermione’s face was beat red as a package set on the table beside her and the entire great hall now looked at her and Rons face was now a Pruce color. She pulled the package to her and opened it aware everyone even her parents were watching her. She pulled out a Slytherin colored scarf with HB embroidered on it in gold looking further she found a nice pair of gloves all of them seemed to be hand stitched and she blushed more seeing the older Weasley children watching her probably to see if she accepted the gift she put the scarf around her neck and gave them a small smile and they returned it both the twins and the older brother ignoring their younger brother. Hermione decided she would never fully understand pureblood customs.
She looked at the staff table and saw her father watching her and she shrugged at him silently saying she would try to explain it later.
Hermione quickly finished her breakfast just as the headmaster stood clinking his glass everyone turned towards him as he began to speak.
“The board of Governors has brought to my attention that more and more of our younger generations are forgetting beloved traditions and other things about the wizarding world be it whether they are just too busy to bother with the old traditions or they just plain don’t know them so I have decided that today and the rest of the month for one hour each day I will teach a class to everyone in the school unless there’s a reason you can't attend then please feel free to leave but it will be held every day for one hour after breakfast.” He said.
Most of the Slytherin table stood followed by a couple Ravenclaws and one or two Hufflepuffs when harry stood up and went to follow them everything went quiet Hermione turned to look to see harry coming towards her and Albus was quick to rush in “Mrs. Black Mr. Potter These lessons are specifically intended for those like you who were raised in the muggle world.” He said.
Hermione looked at him and placed the Soranos charm on herself raising an eyebrow “I learn everything I need from my mummy walugbra and Harry has his godfather we don’t need these lessons thanks but no thanks.” She said and took Harry's hand leading him out of the great hall.
Hermione led him to the courtyard and sat down she blushed as he fiddled with the scarf looking at it “Why did they send you a scarf? Is it supposed to make up for the bruise on your face?” he asked?
Hermione opened her mouth, but someone beat her too it and both preteens jumped at the sound of Hermione’s father behind them “That is an excellent question harry hermione are these Weasleys trying to bribe you or something?” he said.
They turned and saw Sam and Jeanie standing there and Hermione blushed “No daddy it's an old pureblood custom it's an apology from one ancient pureblood family to another technically if they hadn’t then Sirius could start some real trouble for them, if ron had struck me when we were both of age then he would be answering to Sirius who would be bound by both family honor and the soul bond to take revenge because to hit a female that is not only a part of another pureblood family but a soul bonded it shames the family of the person who committed the atrocity hitting me since I'm both a Black By ritual and soul bond not only protects me from unwanted attention of guys that want to harm me sexually but also idiots that wish to do physical harm they are then based on the severity of their crime punished by law by the house of black Mrs. Weasley didn’t buy this she hand made the scarf and gloves as a personal apology from house Prewitt and house Weasley both to house black to keep it from turning into a blood feud.” She said.
Sam Jeanie and harry stared at her.
“Couldn’t have put it better myself darling.” Sirius said from behind them they all turned and hermione jumped up and ran to him jumping into his waiting arms and curling close to him. Sirius held her close rubbing her back and kissed her head.
“Why didn’t you let Madam Pomphrey heal your cheek kitten?” he asked.
She grinned sheepishly.
“Cause when people see, and they know how I got it they give Weasley dirty looks it's my own brand of punishment for him.” She said sweetly and got a throaty laugh from her husband.
“Nice kitten.” He said.
She smiled and kissed his cheek laying her head on his shoulder snuggling close Sirius looked to see Sam had a pained look and he knew he was still very uncomfortable about his 12 year old daughter being married much less cuddling into him in front of him he gave him a look of sympathy and he nodded quietly Jeanie putting her hand on his back rubbing reassuring him she was still his little girl and no one could replace that.