HERMIONE GRANGER and the Philosopher's Stoner *Fan Fic*

[Jesus Freak Josh]

HERMIONE GRANGER and the Philosopher's Stone *Fan Fic*

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any part of Harry Potter. And by own I mean I don't own the rights to say I own it. The characters and title name were created by JK Rowling.
This story is made by me and if JK decides to create a story called HG please remember I made this before so it is not considered plagurism.

HERMIONE GRANGER​

And The Philosopher's Stone​

CHAPTER 1: The day they found out...
The Grangers loved their beautiful and smart girl, Hermione. They knew she'd do well in the future.
Mr and Mrs Granger were both dentists. Being out at the same place all day, they didn't have much time in the day time to talk to their lovely daughter. Hermione didn't mind too much. When she was at home she would read up on things for school. Sometimes she'd do it in the park for fresh air. Hermione had bushy brown hair and big front teeth. Her voice sounded bossy. Hermione was a bit sad though. Her parents could only really talk to her on Sundays and she had no friends. She had a pet hamster but it died when she was seven. Hermione was eleven years old and was going to a new school. She knew she'd be the best there.

As Hermione was studying under the tree in the park one day, a letter came flying to her from the sky. She looked up. There was an owl. Quite unusual since it was day.
Hermione looked at the letter and gasped. The front was labelled:

Miss H. Granger
Under the Tree in the Park
10 Delany Street
Kokorri
Surrey​

The envolope was thick and heavy, yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink. There was no stamp.
"But how?" Hermione asked herself turning the envolope over, trembling. She saw a wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake surrounding a large letter 'H'.
Hermione thought about examining it but didn't want anyone to read it. She looked up at the sky. It was going to rain anyway.
Hermione put the letter in her pocket and ran as the rain poured, covering her head with her arms. Not that it would do anything anyway.

Hermione closed the door behind her as she walked into the entrance room. It had a yellowish green wallpaper all over it and had a fern in the left corner, which was to the left of the young girl.
Hermione knew her parents wouldn't be there but didn't care too much at the moment. The curious girl was more interested in the letter.
She opened it up and read it.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)​

Dear Miss Granger,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

"What the-?" Hermione asked herself. So many questions going through her head. 'How am I witch? Yesterday I was normal. What do they mean by owl? Who do I send it to? When is the 31st of- Crud! That's today!'

Hermione ran downstairs with her pink piggy bank in her arms. She got a hammer from her dad's tool rack nad cracked it open revealing the contents. Two hundred pounds and a gummy worm. Not bad. The young girl put it all in her purse and went to her desk. She wrote a note.

Mum, Dad,
I have left for a while. Don't ask why. I may send you a letter later.

Love,
Hermione

Hermione got a trunk from a closet. She packed some clothes and pulled the trunk out. The sky was dark and it was raining. The flowers on the front lawn that seemed pleasent earliar, looked very evil.

After an hour of walking, Hermione had no idea where she was. The place she was at was really dark. She looked at the sign. The young girl couldn't make it out. It had grafetti all over it.

Hermione was about to cross the road when she saw a light. It blinded her. She heard a sound. BANG! It made her ears tingle. It was coming from a bus. She jumped out of the way and the bus came to a hault roughly a centimetre from Hermione's trunk. Emma stood up and the buses door opened.
"'Ello!" said a man poking his head out. "The name's Stan! I'm your conductor!"
"Oh!" said Hermione. "I'm Hermione Granger! I'm starting Hogwarts! I'm a witch apparantly. Do you take pounds?"
"Pounds?" Stan asked with a weird look "In the wizarding world we use Knuts, Sickles and Galleons! What's pounds?"
"Money non-wizarding people use!" Hermione explained. "Can you exchange it?"
"'Eah at Gringotts in Diagon Alley!" Stan said. "Well where would ya like to go and do ya wan' me to help with anything?"
"Can you get my trunk off the road?" Hermione asked pointing at where the bus stopped.
"Be there in a couple of ticks!" he said. "Find a place to sit!"
Hermione walked onto the bus. There was only one passenger who was an elderly lady. There were beds everywhere. Hermione sat herself on one. She found it comfy. But she wondered if she was doing things right. Her parents would be worried.
"Where do you want to go?" asked Stan surprising Hermione. The young girl felt the trunk hit the bed.
"Uhhh..." the girl began. "Where would I buy some things for Hogwarts?"
"Leaky Cauldron it is!" Stan said. "Ern take it away!"

 

[cranium]

i like it ^^
im glad that someone has finally written about the point of view of another character
ive always thought about writing something like this but youve done a great job
it would be good if you did some more character POV's and ill surely read them

 

[Geometric-sama]

That's a great idea, and I have to say that it clears up one problem I've always had with HP: how did Hermione get into Diagon Alley for the first time without someone like Hagrid to guide her and without a wand? It's well-written for a first time in this kind of POV too, although parts of it feel slightly amateurish ("the young girl" etc.). Well done.

 

[Jesus Freak Josh]

OOFF: Guys! HGatPS is back in action! And JA, it will be revealed in this chapter.

BIFF:
CHAPTER 2: Tips and Tricks
"BANG!" the Knight Bus rocketed off. What Hermione suddenly realised as she looked down was that the beds had wheels. And things with wheels on a vehicle going around one hundred kilometers an hour meant -
"AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" screamed Hermione as the bed she was on was flying back to the end of the bus. She jumped off and ran to the front.
"Do you think you can slow this down?" she asked panting. "I could've had serious brain damage!"
"You're just procastinatin'" said Stan. "Saying things are bigger than they really are!"
"No!" said Hermione correcting the conductor. "Procastinating means to put things off to a later date until it is too late! I believe you are thinking of exaggerating!
"Whateva'" said the conductor not taking any notice of what Hermione had just told him.

***​

As the bus flew through the streets of London, Hermione started to get used to it. She was actually starting to have fun dodging all of the beds.
"How long until the Leaky Cauldron" asked Hermione.
"'bout another hour!" said Stan. "Why don't you try and make yourself comortable instead of botherin' us?"
Hermione was not happy about this response. She had been trying to make herself comfortable for the entire trip.

***​

After flying around for an hour, the bus stopped. And Hermione unfortunately slammed her head against the glass windows of the bus making her VERY sore. She slid down.
"Leaky Cauldron! One passenger! Off ya get!" said Stan looking over her.
"Is my luggage-" Hermione began.
"Unpacked? You betcha!" said Stan.
"Thanks, Stan!" Hermione said getting up slowly and walking off the bus.
Seconds after the sore girl got off the bus. It went off with a loud "BANG!" knocking her back into a black wall. She looked at the sign. Leaky Cauldron it read. Seemed like the right place.

***​

"What do you mean no rooms?" Hermione asked the innkeeper. She was now in the Leaky Cauldron talking with Tom, the innkeeper, a man that looked like the hunchback of naulchra dam (sp?) with a toothless grin.
"No rooms!" he said.
"Not even one?"
"Nope!"
"Just great!" said Hermione sarcastically and heaved her trunk to outside the Leaky Cauldron.
"Wait!" yelled Tom running after her. "Take this. This will help!"
It was a note which Hermione took. Tom ran off. She read it:

To access Diagon Alley, tap the bricks with anything in the right order. Remember: Three up, two across, tap thrice!​

'What?' asked Hermione in her head. 'What's that meant to mean? WHY CAN'T ANYONE TELL ME SOMETHING USEFUL?!' she punched a brick three times. Suddenly, the wall began to change. It made a big hole which led somewhere.
'Hmmm...' thought Hermione hard. 'Wait a second. Three up two across. That's where I hit! Thanks Tom!'

With that, the young girl went through the hole, wall reappearing behind her.