Hermione Granger: Fairy Tail Mage

The Mission

Hermione POV

Our heads immediately snapped to the old man sitting in front of Master. We looked at him and quickly went to his side to inspect. Erza was touching his hair, Mira was grabbing his robes, and I was in front of his face looking at his eyes.

"He keeps his hair and beard like his father." Erza said awed by the length.

"He also wears these silly things called robes, only in a less extravagant design than his father." Mira said as she raised an eyebrow at the solid maroon color

"But his eyes are Lucky's." I said with certainty. We all crowd around the carbon copy of Percival but had the twinkling eyes of Lucky. As we got a better look at him he looked a little flustered. We were immediately scurrying around him worryingly, in which only made him more flustered. When he looked about to pass out we heard a cough behind us and saw Master with an amused smile on his lips.

"Girls, I think that you missed that while he is old he is still a man and what man in his right mind would not be the least bit hot under the collar when three of Fiore's most beautiful and sexiest women are surrounding him and not to mention the same women his father has been telling stories about since he was born." Master said as we backed away making him look less red in the face. He then stood up and kissed each of our hands making us pleased that Lucky has raised her son a gentleman.

"Yes, if you all sit down since this might take awhile." He said gesturing to the couch in Masters office. As Mira came back with tea, biscuits, beer, and strawberry cake. He began to tell us of what happened. The tragic death of Percival and Lucky, The rise of Grindelwald and The First Wizarding War, The death of Arianna Dumbledore, The rise of Voldemort, How The-Boy-Who-Lived came to be, his mistake of sending poor little Harry Potter in the abusive care of his muggle relatives, and the Philosopher's Stone incident.

"And ever since, I was getting very distraught if an incident like this were to happen again. I was just about to lose hope when I looked at my fathers picture on my desk and remembered that if i needed any help he said to pour some magic into the small crystal ball he gave me and suddenly I was in front of your guild. That was when I remembered, this was the place where he met my mother, where I was born, and where the people see their guild as a family. That's why I'm asking you to help me defend the school and its children. Money will not be an option." He said with a determined look in his eyes that we were all to familiar with.

"You really are Percival and Lucky's child. You have the same look of determination your father had when he was fighting in the front line but you have your mother's ability to persuade anybody with just a speech. Of course, we'll help you and there's no need to pay we're family after all." Master said with a big grin on his face. Albus visibly released a breath relief and shot Master a grateful look.

"If anything it's probably us whose going to pay you."
Master said as we all sweat dropped knowing our family's destructive nature. Master was already crying at the thought of the bill at the end of this mission, we haven't even finished paying The Magic Council for destroying half of Corcus. Albus just laughed and said that wizards can just repair it with a flick of their wand. Albus then noticed the time and stood up.

"I'd love to stay and chat with you all but I'm afraid it's time for me to go. I still have to tell my staff about your arrival. I'll be back tomorrow to pick you up." He said as he shook hands with Master and kissed our hands. Master nodded.

"We'll look forward to it." Master said and told me to escort him out. I nodded and directed Albus out the back door and said goodbye as he disappeared.

I went inside and went to Masters office where the four of us discussed who was going on the mission. After 30 minutes we decide that Laxus will be left to manage the guild since he's Master's successor while Master will come with us to make sure we don't destroy everything. Mira, Erza and I will also come along with Natsu, Lucy, Happy, Wendy, Charle,Gajeel, Levy, and Panther Lily. We decided that the less people we bring the less of possible destruction.

"Brats, listen up." Master said in a normal volume which was not heard. Master had a tick mark on his forehead and took a deep breath. All three of us had the same thoughts on what was going to happen.

"Here we go again." We thought with a sigh as Master transformed into his giant form and started to shout at them again. After Master has finished shouting at them, he proceeded to tell the guild of the mission that Albus gave us.

"So, brats are you up for the challenge?!" Master thundered at the guild.

"HELL YEAH!!" They said with vigor only Fairy Tail can make and as usual they continued with their partying while the ones who were going on the mission went home to pack. I had one last pot of tea before going home.

As I was walking home I went to a nearby flower shop to buy some Amaryllis and White Chrysanthemums. After buying I went to the back of the Kardia Cathedral where my parents' graves are located. I went to a tree in the meadow away from the other graves and saw their graves under the cherry blossom tree.

I looked at my mother and father's conjoined grave that had their statue on it. I put their favorite flowers the Amaryllis for Mama and the White Chrysanthemums for Papa.

"Mama Papa I'm going to away for awhile for a mission. I hope you don't mind. You know the client was actually Percival's son, little baby Albus Dumbledore. He has grown so much, he even grew a beard and wears those dress-like things Percival wore. He looks so much like Percival but the way he acts is like Lucky, a smooth talker in a grandfatherly way." I said as I sat down in front of their graves.

"Albus said that there was a boy there named Harry Potter who had untamable raven hair with emerald eyes and a saving people complex. He sounds just like my darling but that's impossible. He died just six months ago. But then again I haven't died yet or even started to deteriorate in any way, I only feel an empty feeling in my chest. I really hope that he really is my Harry because if he isn't I don't think my sanity can take it." I said as tears dripped down my cheeks.

"Please, to any God or deity, let this boy be my Harry I beg of you." I thought as I sobbed into my hands with the images of the death of my Harry by the hands of Mard Gear.