Granger's Gone Bad |Dramione Love Story|

Coming Home

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Hey guys, just so you know, the words in italics are Hermione's or whoever the person that is speaking thoughts.

Well here it goes! On with the chapter!!!

Third Person POV 

As Hermione Jean Granger walked to her house after getting off a bus coming from the train station, she thought to herself about what her life would be like if she wasn't a muggle. If she wasn't friends with the-boy-who-lived, Harry Potter and the red headed doofus, as she said, Ron Weasley. She thought about what would have happened if she was a pureblood or halfblood. Would she be put into a different house? Would she still be friends with them? All very good questions. Then again she thought how she was never going to know. 

 Once she came in seeing distance of her house. It was a normal sized red bricked family home. The outside was painted blue and the windows had a nice tint on them. The garden in the front looked well tented to. She didn't understand how that happened because her parents were usually too busy to work on it. She was usually the one to keep everything looking normal. As she walked up her driveway, she noticed that there was something different about her house. Its wasn't as pretty as she once saw it. She used to think her house was the best. She didn't see all the details she once saw. When she was 9 one year she walked outside and she saw a beautiful blue bird sitting on a oak tree sitting outside her house. It was singing at a very high pitched tone. She thought it was a great sound. Now when she would hear it she thought it was horrid. She thought to herself, that bloody bird! Why won't it just shut up already!!  Woah Hermione, calm down its just a bird.  She got tried of listening to the bird and went inside.

"I'm home!" she screamed, wondering where her parents were.

"In here darling." Her father John shouted from the living room.

"How was your year at Hogwarts? And how are Harry and Ron?" Her mother Jane asked kindly.

"Good, strait A's again. And they're fine. How was your time without me? I assume it sucked." She exclaimed with sarcasm in her voice and a smirk on her face.

"Ha ha very funny. It was okay. We did a lot more working then we usually do, which was good i guess." Jane said.

"Alright well I'm going to crash. Don't bother cooking dinner for me i ate already! Love you guys!" I said as i walked up to my bedroom. 

Hermione's POV

As i walked into my room, i saw that my purple bedspread looked like it hadn't been touched. The clothes in my closet kind of looked like they were building up dust from not being touched in awhile. I guess my parents don't come in her while I'm away. I changed into some grey sweatpants and a blue tank top and layed down. As soon as my head touched the pillow i was asleep. 

Hey guys i know this was boring chapter but trust me it will get better once it gets moving. Also the next chapter will be in Hermione's dream. 

-warwithlov