hermione is a what?
Hermione was a happy 12-year-old girl she had everything she could possibly need. She had her father Robert singer her best friends Sam and dean Winchester, but most of all she had john Winchester sam and deans father but her first crush the other crushes including sam and dean, but john always came first he was invincible to her.
Like dean hermione shared the childhood delusion that john Winchester was the best thing to walk this earth ever and because they hunted the supernatural, she knew better than to say things that others wouldn’t understand she knew her friends at her junior high would never understand why she was so caught up on her uncle of sorts.
She looked up from her place on the couch as the door opened admitting her father and the Winchesters, she grinned at them even at 12 her father trusted her to stay home and take care of herself. Hermione knew it was important that her father and the others knew she was safely at home.
Moving she hugged all of them before stopping at john and holding her arms out. John chuckled picking her up rubbing her back hermione laid her head on his shoulder smiling she was the only one that got to do that all four of them knew she had john wrapped around her little finger.
“ Anything happen while we were gone?” bobby asked
“No daddy.” She said
He Smiled softly at her
“ I made dinner for y’all I made lasagna and garlic bread “ she said
“That’s our girl.” All four men said together
Hermione giggled
John opened his mouth to say something when someone knocked on the door. Frowning dean took hermione and moved away from the door as Bobby answered. “ what do you want?” he asked
“ this is miss hermione singer’s residence correct?” a voice asked
Hermione curled into dean afraid it was social services again.
“ Who’s asking?” bobby snapped
“My names Albus Dumbledore I am headmaster at a very exclusive and posh school I’m here to tell you your daughters been invited to attend.” The old man said
“ My daughter already has a school “ he snapped
“ I understand but this school is very different from the other school she currently attends. “ he said
Hermione wiggled down and walked up behind her father staying halfway behind him. Bobby put a hand on her shoulder.
Albus saw her and bent down “ hello hermione I’m professor Dumbledore “ he said
“Hi" she said shyly
“ hermione have you ever done anything you couldn’t explain something that happened when you where really excited or really angry?” He asked
Hermione blushed “ when I was five, I turned Dean’s car into a pink convertible cause he hid my favorite toy gun" she said adding toy in there so he wouldn’t be suspicious.
Albus' lips twitched in amusement. “ anything else?”
When my mommy died, I disappeared to the top of the roof “ she said wondering why he wanted to know.
John however didn’t wonder he came up behind them glaring at Dumbledore “ why the fuck do you want to know about her powers?” he said
“ the school I mentioned is for people like her we teach our students to control their abilities and teach them things to help them.” He said
“What do you mean abilities?” hermione said
He Smiled softly “ hermione my dear you are a witch.” He jumped back as 5 guns appeared pointing at him, he looked shocked to see four angry men and an angry 12-year-old.
“ you take that back I am not a witch! I would never do that!” hermione said loudly.
Albus raised his hands showing he meant no harm. “ I don’t think you understand me I don’t mean the type of witch that sells their soul hermione was born this way it’s a gene that some people are born with “ he said cautiously.
Hermione sniffled “ I am not a witch" she said and put her gun down moving to John. John picked her up holding her as she buried her face in his neck. The men looked pissed that she was upset.
“ you got 2 seconds to explain yourself before I unload my clip in your face just on principle “ dean growled seeing his best friend clinging to his father upset she'd been called a witch, this man had all the hunters itching to unload their clips in his face for upsetting their girl.
Albus held his hands up.
“I will explain all that is to be explained may I come in I’ll hand over my wand if necessary.” He said
“Not necessary I already have them.” Hermione said holding up two wands
Albus looked at her “How did you summon them without me feeling it?” he said shocked watching the girl.
“I didn’t I pickpocketed you dean and sammy taught me how when I was six and it helps when your focused on the guns and not me.” She said
“Pick pocketed?” he said shocked “I haven’t been pick pocketed in over 100 years.” He said watching the girl as she twirled the elder wand in her right hand “Be careful with that wand it’s the most powerful wand in all of creation.” He said
“Really? It looks like one of my wood carvings hardly powerful.” She said twisting her hand slightly and ropes shot out of it binding Dumbledore he fell to the floor his eyes wide in amazement. Hermione giggled at the sight “That was fun.” She said
The four men chuckled at her childish glee.
“You should not be able to use my wand.” Albus said “wands are like a man’s right hand they’re apart of you.” He said
“Feels fine to me its almost humming now.” She said twisting her wrist and a silver shower of sparks flew out of the wand. Hermione giggled doing it again.
“Looks like your right hand likes her.” dean said smiling at his best friend who looked so happy. Albus sighed knowing what this meant somehow this little witch now had power of the elder wand maybe it was the pick pocketing or maybe it was the fact she was powerful enough to conjure ropes to bind him.
“Because the wand has now sworn allegiance to her it’ll only work for its master my guess is by pick pocketing me the wand counted as defeating me now, she has complete control of the wand.” He said
Hermione looked at him “Why do you sound sad at losing this wand cant you just get another one like it?” she asked
“No hermione I cant that wand is one of a kind it was made from death himself from a elder tree branch beside the river where he normally took his victims of drowning.” He said
Hermione looked at him amazed. “ tell me more.” She said excited to learn and this had the four hunters chuckling Hermione’s thirst for knowledge was rivaled by no one.
“Most of the wizarding world believe it to be a myth a fairytale they tell their children at night truth is its real it’s all real the elder wand and two other items the story of the prevelle brothers and their defeat of death.” Albus said a little glad it seemed he had her attention finally.
“What’s the story?” she asked
“Three brothers, travelling along a lonely, winding road at twilight reached a deep treacherous river where anyone who attempted to swim, or wade would drown. Learned in the magical arts, the brothers conjured a bridge with their wands and proceed to cross. O Conto dos Três Irmãos The Death in the bridge Halfway through the bridge, a hooded figure stood before them. The figure was the enraged spirit of Death, cheated of his due. Death cunningly pretended to congratulate them and proceeds to award them with gifts of their own choosing. The eldest brother, a combative man, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence. Death granted his wish by fashioning the Elder Wand from a branch of a nearby elder tree standing on the banks of the river. The second brother, an arrogant man, chose to further humiliate death, and asked for the power to recall the deceased from the grave. Death granted his wish by crafting the Resurrection Stone from a stone picked from the riverbank. The third and youngest brother, who was the most humble and wise, did not trust Death and asked for something to enable him to go forth without Death being able to follow. A reluctant Death, most unwillingly, handed over his own Invisibility cloak.” Albus said seeing he had her enraptured in the story he continued with his story.
“The three brothers took their prizes and soon went on their separate ways. The eldest brother travelled to a village where a wizard whom he had quarrelled lived. He sought out a duel and fought the wizard using the wand, instantly killing the latter. Leaving his enemy dead upon the floor, the eldest brother walked to an inn not far from the dueling site and spent the night there. Taken by his conscience and lust of the Elder Wand's power, the eldest brother boasted of this wand gifted by Death and his own invincibility. That very night, an unknown murderous wizard crept to the inn as the eldest brother slept, drunk from wine. The wizard stole the elder wand and slit the oldest brother’s throat for good measure. That was when Death took the first brother. the second brother returned to his home where he lived alone. Turning the stone thrice in his hand the figure of the girl he had once hoped to marry, before her untimely death, appeared at once before him, much to his delight. Yet she was sad and cold, separated from him as by a veil. Though she had returned to the mortal world, she did not truly belong there and suffered. Finally, the second brother, driven mad with hopeless longing, committed suicide by hanging from his house' balcony so as truly to join her. That was when Death took the second brother for his own.
As for the youngest brother, Death searched for the youngest brother for many years but never succeeded. It was only when the third brother reached a great age, he took off the Cloak of Invisibility and gave it to his son. Greeting Death as an old friend, they departed this life as equals.” He said finishing the story.
Hermione sat there her eyes wide soaking up everything he said to her she’d always wanted to learn even when she was little and saw dean and sam target shooting, or running drills, she wanted to learn and now she had something all to herself something she could do and learn. Something that made more than just the drunkard bobby singers daughter or the freak with no mother… this she could meet people like her and maybe make friends her own age some one who would understand her and not tease her because of her father or that she could put a fully grown man on his ass or know her way around every weapon known to man.
She looked up at her father and john and sam and dean and the look of longing in her eyes had the men’s hearts breaking for her they knew what she wanted, and they knew they wouldn’t tell her no.
“What’s this school gonna cost?” bobby grunted
“Nothing the ministry has a fund set up for all muggleborns that is what your daughter is as she’s the first witch in your family she will get the finest education and be in the safest place in the world Hogwarts school for witchcraft and wizardry I have been headmaster for nearly 75 years, before that I was a transfiguration teacher.” Albus said
“Alright she can go.” He said and stumbled back as he now had an armful of his very excited daughter as she giggled “Thank you daddy thank you!” she squealed
Bobby chuckled and kissed her head gently.
“If you would like tomorrow I will return and show you to diagon alley where all of her school items are and then September 1st ill bring a portkey for you to take her to the train.” Albus said
The men nodded at him
Hermione pointed the wand at him and concentrated and the ropes released him she handed the second wand back to him still holding onto to the elder wand.
“ hermione when we get your school items, we will get a public wand for you to use at school until you are further along in your schooling the other wand can become a back up to the elder wand.” Albus said
“Yes sir professor Dumbledore.” She said
He smiled “I will see you tomorrow.” He said handing her a letter and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
Hermione looked at the letter “Miss Hermione Singer, 2343 west ambers Singers Auto and salvage, south Dakota USA “ she read then opened it pulling two pieces of parchment out and unfolded it reading it out loud for the four men in the room.
“Dear Miss Singer, we are pleased to inform you that you have been invited to attend Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry in….” she swallowed looking at the four men “ In Scotland.” She said quietly “ If its in Scotland it must mean ill be in boarding school which means ill be living there during the school year.” Her voice shaking.
John bent down and wrapped his arms around her “You don’t have to go we can find a way for you to stay here and learn.” He whispered softly
She looked at him and smiled kissing his cheek “I don’t think they have tutors for magic school johnny.” She said “I’ll just have to take a phone so i can call you all every day and night.”
“Damn straight you will.” Dean said
Hermione giggled and looked at the letter continuing, “ enclosed in the letter is a list of supplies you will need for your first-year parents be aware first years are not allowed their own broom…... seriously a flying broom?” she giggled
The men laughed
“ first years are not allowed their own broom also pets allowed are as follow a toad, a cat or a owl do not send a dog or any other pet.” She read then snorted “You can have a toad but not a dog that’s ridiculous.” She shook her head then continued “ we look forward to seeing your child on September 1st sincerely deputy head mistress Minerva McGonagall.” She finished then pulled the other paper to the front
“First year students will require standard book of spells year one, transfiguration for beginners, defense against the dark arts year one, history of magic the beginning of magic, and potions for beginners. As well as one standard size 12 putter cauldron, a set of crystal vials and potions beginners set, 12 functional school robes, a winter cloak a black pointed hat, a standard trunk, and one wand.” She read off the list.
The men stared
“Goddamn that’s a lot you know what our girl may get her stuff paid for by the school but don’t mean we can’t scrounge up a little money for her to take and get the best things needed as well as a little spending money to start with.” Dean said.
The other three nodded “Eat then head to the bar?” sam suggested