Not such a goody to shoes Hermoine!
Grand Admiral Granger walked into the presence of the Emperor. She had walked past the storm troopers stationed just outside the Emperor’s throne room, who she had and her officers had trained and walked past the two personal Emperors personal guards, which she had definitely trained herself. After all this elite troop of personal guards protected their Emperor. Already there were Darth Vader and Grand Admiral Trawn. She nodded to both men and bowed to her Emperor and waited for the orders she knew that the Emperor would give her, and it was all due to that marvelous idiot Dumbledore and his personal order of the Pheonix. After all she knew that Professor Quirrell had been despatched by herself with the failure of the supposed Dark Lord Voldemort, although his spirit from riding in Professor Quirrell had been encased in a container that even the goblins couldn’t break open. Lord Voldemort would of course be eliminated for ever when all his horcruxes were disposed of by the Empire.
Now that Professor Quirrell was unfortunately dead, Albus Dumbledore had ‘asked’ her if she would come and teach the Hogwarts students the subject DADA. Still believing her to be a naive and worshipful muggle Gryffindor student, she never had been of course and had been a snake in lions clothing! She had fallen head first for the first ‘ward’ of Slytherin in centuries, due to his abusive upbringing, at the hands of his muggle father and wixen mother. When his supposedly best friend had broken of their friendship in their fifth year, she had made a play for the young man. Of course, she had befriended him just to find out more about the magical dark arts. She after all even then had a plan to join the imperial forces and make herself indispensable to them with the new knowledge she would bring them. But they had both fallen in love and had secretly bonded soon after their graduation. She had brought up their daughter alone unfortunately these last eleven years, and if all went well here (which it should of course, both her and the Emperor and his other two advisors had planned meticulously for this of course), she would not only be in the position to push forward for the Emperors plans for the magical world, but see and live with her bonded and daughter!
Of course people, looking romantically at the situation regarding the Empire would just see the Emperor ruling harshly over a corrupt galactic empire. That for many people apparently meant very or no freedom for themselves, forgetting that in the old ‘good republic’ the corruption was ten times as bad. Most normal people were not only poor, but their families and themselves were very little often no more than serfs indentured to families and governments that harshly ruled their homelands. In some cases, these worlds had been mined or plundered until the soil was poisoned by the chemicals used on it to increase production. Or all ore had been brutally mined, leaving the population in desperate straights on their home worlds. Life many agreed was still very harsh, but at least the empire guaranteed them access to education for their children and food and essentials for them and their families. Many knew that they never had ‘freedom’ that the rebels promoted had existed before the Empire, but many people throughout the Empire were sure to tell the young generations about how ‘freedom’ and good, rich lifestyles that their rulers had known, never afforded them education, life essentials or even advancement of their kin of the home worlds to hopefully something better in the imperial armed services.
It had all started that Autum term, at Dumbledores strength hold Hogwarts magical school. Luckily there were Wixen including the Weasley family who given her information that had kept her luckily one step ahead and more of Dumbledores plans for the advancement of the Wixen world and his ultimate aim of taking over the muggle one. She had shaken her head at the stupidity of Dumbledore thinking he could take over or even try to broker a deal with the Emperor of the imperial empire and his armed services, including the imperial navy, where he would be according to his foolish ideas and plans the equal of the Emperor, or even become the Emperor. The only way the magical world could even think about keeping their independence from the Imperial Empire was to keep their heads down and keep themselves separate from the muggle world they seemed to detest, but the idiot Chief Warlock Albus Dumbledore had decided that this was not the best course of action. At least the now very despised Lord Voldemort had recognised the importance of keeping the magical world separate from the muggle empire, and just ruling over it!
She had hoped and was grateful that her daughter and the latest and youngest Weasley son will be sorted into the Snake house at Hogwarts. With Heir Potter also sorted there with the Longbottom heir, hopefully her Bonded and husband would with the rest of the Slytherin Alumni would ensure the safety of the roughly 25% percent of the Hogwarts student population.
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Hermoine Granger a brown bushy haired girl walked down the corridor of the Hogwarts express, followed by a timid boy she had just met. Heir Neville Longbottom, she was looking for her old family friend Ron Weasley the youngest son of the large Weasley family. She had asked her mum, why she had to with the other Wixen children travel to Hogwarts School of wizardry and magic in such a antiquated piece of junk as a old train, not just an old train, but a steam train in fact, when she and everybody else could travel to the bl**dy school by their own means (in her case, it would have been a space ship, piloted by her mother of course!). Her mother had laughed and said that Wixen and especially Chief Warlock and Headmaster of said school thought that magical people were stronger than ‘muggle people’, and that doing things exactly the same way for centuries ‘proved this’. Personally Hermoine thought that if Wixen thought this then, they were idiots and she couldn’t wait to go back home at the end of the school year. Which she privately conceded couldn’t come fast enough. Her mother while finally hugging her this morning on the replica platform of the Hogwarts express, gave her a letter to give to her father. The letter apparently explained to him and his adopted wixen family, after all communications between her parents, had to remain not only secret but very sporadic over the years. If the idiot Dumbledore had realised that her father had a ‘family’, he would have used the knowledge against him!
She looked finally in a carriage window and saw her friend and one of his older brothers in the carriage. She turned to find Neville (Heir Longbottom) whimpering about being in the Slytherin part of the train, and that it wouldn't be safe for them to be here! Really thought Hermoine, if this was an example ‘of a superior magical person’ give her muggles any day! Hermoine politely knocked on the carriage door and went in, dragging the whimpering Neville behind her. Her ‘brother’ Ron Weasley looked at her entrance and exclaimed “Hermoine! So you did make it then? I thought your mum wasn’t going to allow you to come to Hogwarts!”
Hermoine laughed as she gave him a hug and said “It was a very close thing! But she believes that I need to at least meet someone at Hogwarts, before I decide whether I want to stay and study at the dump!”
Ron turned to the other two first year children in the carriage and introduced Hermoine by saying “Heir Potter and Heir Malfoy, please let me introduce you to my sister in all but blood and family friend Granger, Hermoine Granger and ……” he looked at the almost whimpering boy behind his ‘sister’ as she explained this is “Heir Longbottom, I met and introduced myself to him, just as this train left the station! He was being bullied by other students, some who looked like us first years…. And others in red and gold uniforms were just looking on and encouraging the bullying by laughing and instructing them how to bully Neville so ‘that the idiotic wimp injuries wouldn’t be noticed by the Hogwarts faculity….so I introduced myself and brought him here, where I knew he would be save with us future members of the Snake House! And your twin brothers are of course planning retaliation against the bullies for targeting their own house and a ‘poor’ firstie ”
Ron whistled as he said “And there are no major deaths, injuries arising from the encounter then?”
Hermoine smirked as she said “Mother wouldn’t like me to start my Hogwarts career with her being called up to the school to explain my ‘learnt storm trooper or IBIS fighting. She after all, still believes me to be innocent in manual combat as I am apparently her so soft hearted daughter”
Ron answered back “Well Hermoine at least she doesn't know that you have had advanced magical defence training from my parents and Grandfather or even normal advanced muggle defence training from your mums parents!”
A very small brown haired boy looked apprehensively at his first friend Draco Malfoy as the Malfoy boy stood up and proceeded to greet the absolute wonderful ‘girl’ who had entered the carriage “Lady Granger, please allow me to introduce you to my friend Heir Hadrian Potter and myself Heir Draco Malfoy. I DO HOPE THAT WE CAN ALL BE FRIENDS?”
Hermoine looked at Draco and his friend Hadrian and replied “Thankyou for kind and warm greetings, please call me Hermoine…I do not know what tales my brother here Ron has been telling about me….but I am no wixen lady as such, although my mother is a first generation wixen, and my father is well known half-blood wixen……who of course…was very big supporter in the….let’s….just…say the right side of the previous wixen ‘war’” Hermoine turned to Hadrian and bowed her head towards him, as her mother and the Weasley matriarch Aunt Mary (known as ‘Molly’ to Albus Dumbledore and the despised order of the phoenix members) had groomed and taught her and her other ‘six brothers and sister’.
Hadrian Potter or Harry Potter the ‘boy who lived’ who had followed his first friend’s lead and had stood up to greet this self assured girl, greeted her as well and asked her as well as Ron and Neville to call him by his more informal name Harry, he was happy to see someone as more timid than him in Neville, as everybody else he had met or been introduced to, not only were ‘nice’ but appeared to be so much more self-confident in nature. Draco extended his hand to kiss the ‘woman’s hand lightly’ who he wanted to woo as the Wixen he wanted, no needed to bond with! Hermoine smiled and allowed her hand to be lightly held and kissed by the charming blond haired young man in front of her. Perhaps she thought the long journey to this ‘Hogwarts’ school wouldn’t be as tedious and long as she thought it would be. She sat down primly as her mother had instructed her to do and waved Neville to sit down. She could see that the poor boy was still nervous and worried, but hopefully everybody in this carriage could calm him down somewhat.
Hermoine turned to the now sitting boy called Harry and queried “Harry Potter? Are you the ‘boy who lived’? By any chance”
Harry swallowed and nervously nodded yes, Hermoine looked at her brother Ron and their older brother Percival or Percy as was his his families nickname and asked “Please forgive me for being not only very forward and rude…but who have you been staying with…these past nine and half years?”
“Hmmm……My mums muggle sister and her family, I didn’t know anything about the magical world…or even that I was a wixen till I received my letter on my eleventh birthday. And it was just a stroke of luck really I met Draco and his mother in Madame Malkins, who told me and helped me get the extra things I needed to have not only in the magical world, but to last me till today as my Aunt and family really…really hate me!”
Hermoine looked at a shocked Ron, and replied “Who ever you were put with, believe me it wasn’t your mothers sister and family! Both my mother, Rons family, Auror Moody and even my pa-pa have been looking for you since the ‘night you apparently defeated ‘You Know Who’. Mother managed to track down your Aunt Petunia through her husband Vernon Dursley. Who is a commodore in the imperial navy! And they had been told by Albus Dumbledore, that you apparently died that night with your parents! They were very upset that the only thing that remained of your mothers legacy was gone…..apparently your Aunt and Uncle never really liked your father….apparently…… there were problems and differences that they couldn't at the time surmount concerning him, and his and friends beliefs about how uncouth and stupid muggles and muggle society was according to them…but they did say that he had managed to start ‘growing and maturing’ when you were born”
Draco looked incredulously at Harry before responding to Hermoine’s statement by commenting to everyone but especially Harry “So WHO ON EARTH HAS BROUGHT YOU UP ALL THIS TIME?..... Hopefully after the sorting and feast tonight, I will ask my Godfather and Uncle Severus to contact Ma and Pa! After all you have been abused nine and a half years by total strangers, and not your muggle family as you thought all along. There must now be away to get you away from them and to REAL family Harry!” Harry sadly nodded at Draco, wondering why had he had to live with perfect strangers who had badly abused him, from the time they ‘apparently adopted him! Out the goodness of their hearts’ It was just after this conversation that the trolley lady knocked on the carriage door and the children got a number of sweets to share amongst themselves and the new friends they had just made.