Born From Madness (Harry Potter Fanfic)

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Hermione had finished packing her things, smiling like a goofball. She had just seen the results and she had the best grades of the first years and even Harry and ron had passed with good marks. They were a bit upset when they learned that Goyle and Crabbe who were as stupid as they were mean, had someone passed. But you couldn't get everything you always wanted. 

She walked alongside Harry and Ron, carrying Crookshank's carrier away from Ron as possible since he had been trying to claw its way to Scabbers. She wasn't sure why Crookshanks was so determined to get his claws on Scabbers. They made it to King's Cross, talking to each other about visiting and writing over the summer. 

"You guys must come and stay this summer!" Ron said, "I'll send an owl." 

"Oh, yes! And you guys must come visit me a few times. Of course, I also have plans." Hermione stated, holding up Bickerman's book, "I think I'll visit my other Grandma, if it's not too much of a hassle. Maybe you guys would love to come and meet her with me." 

"Thanks, it will give me something to look forward to!" Harry cheered, grinning, as they walked down King's Cross. 

"Hermione! Over here!" Hermione's head shot up as she saw her Grandma and her parents standing by a large family, clearly Ron's, waving at her. Grandma was strangely covered up like she was undercover and whatnot. 

"Harry Potter!" a young girl squeal, "Look Mom! I can see--" 

"Be quiet, Ginny, it's rude to point." an woman scowled Ginny, before turning toward Harry and Ron and her, "Busy year?" 

"Very," Harry said, "Thanks for the fudge and the sweater, Mrs. Weasley." 

"Yes, thank you very much." Hermione agreed. 

"Oh, it's nothing dear. Anyone who is a friend of Ron and Fred, is a friend to me." Mrs. Weasley stated to them. Hermione shared a confused look with Harry before turned towards Mrs. Weasley. 

"I'm sorry, but I'm not a friend of Fred, but I am of Ron's." Hermione stated. Mrs. Weasley narrowed her eyes. 

"Really? Because Ron never wrote about you, but Fred goes into these great big..." Mrs. Weasley started when Fred went rushing past her, his face hidden behind his hand as George was laughing his head off. 

"Ready, are you?" Hermione turned her head to see a man all purple-faced with a big mustache and looking furious at Harry with a woman and young boy standing behind the man. 

"Oh you must be Harry's family!" Mrs. Weasley said. 

"In a manner of speaking," Said the man, "Hurry up, boy, we haven't got all day." 

He soon was walking away with the woman and other boy following behind. 

"Hope you have... um... a good holiday." Hermioine said, glaring at the back of the man's head with the way he had talked to Harry. 

"Oh, I will," Harry said with a grin on his face, "They don't know we're not allowed to use magic at home. I'm going to have lots of fun with Dudley this summer." 

With that Harry walked off, waving goodbye to them, before he vanished into the crowds. Hermione said a goodbye with Ron and made her way with Grandma, which she went straight to the point. 

"There are some questions I have, Grandma, and I request to have some answers." Hermione stated. Grandma Elka, lowered her sunglasses before mumbling an alright and taking hold of Hermione's arm.

"Fine, yes, I'm really a witch and not a squib. But in my defense, I'm not suppose to use magic or be in the wizarding world." Grandma Elka admitted, "It's a long story, so we better walk and talk. You see you may not believe this, but I was wild child in my years at Hogwarts...' 

Grandma Elka began telling Hermione all the things she wanted to know, though there were some things she still proceeded to keep under the rug. But Hermione didn't mind, one day at a time. The point was she was going to figure out her family line, even if it drove her insane.