Hermione Granger: Fairy Tail Mage

Meet the Master

Harry's POV
"Welcome to Fairy Tail, Harry!" A short and old man shouted jovially at a tall and lean young man with black hair and piercing emerald eyes. They were sitting at the bar with a party going on in the background.

"Thank you, Gramps." The young man named Harry said as he looked around, not even looking at the Master. Makarov gave a small chuckle which made Harry snap his attention back to him. He looked at Makarov with a questioning look on his face.

"She's upstairs in the garden." Makarov said with amusement in his slightly slurred voice, pointing to the stair leading to the the second level. Harry's grew red with a bright crimson hue. He nodded his head in thanks before taking off.

"Oh and Harry?" Makarov stopped him before he could get away. The serious look on his face made Harry look to him and snap his attention to the Master.

"Remember to do the foreplay." Makarov said in a no nonsense voice looking at him so seriously like he said the world was ending or something of the sorts.

"GRAMPS!" Harry shouted indignantly, his head getting brighter and brighter while the Master just smiled widely in return and a wiggle of his eyebrows. Harry bolted to the second floor with a cherry red face leaving a laughing old man in his wake.

"...ry! ...rry! ...arry! HARRY!" Harry Potter's eyes widened like dinner plates as he shot up from his position, smacking his forehead with his ginger fried making both of them groan form them.

"Okay I get that people don't like getting woken up but that was just mean, mate." Ron huffed as he rubbed his forehead, slightly glaring at his newly awoken friend.

"Sorry, Ron. I didn't notice you in front of me." Harry apologized sheepishly, nursing his bumped forehead.

"Good to know I'm invisible." Ron said sarcastically, getting up and walking to the door. Harry shot him an apologetic look but Ron waved it off.

"Anyway, I'm going to check on Ginny. Just came to wake you since we're almost there."

"Thanks, Ron. Sorry again." Harry apologized again with a sheepish smile on his face.

"Yeah, yeah. Okay." Ron said as he waved off his apology, going out of the compartment.

Harry reverted back to his dream about the old man in his dreams.

"Who was that old man and why did I call him Gramps?" Harry thought as he looked out of the window, viewing the passing scenery with his head in he clouds.

Soon the train's high-pitched whistle snapped him out of his thoughts and he stood up to catch up to his friends, the old man going to the back of his mind.

{Great Hall, Hogwarts}

"May I be the first to welcome you to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

Headmaster Dumbledore's words boomed throughout the Great Hall as the students' thunderous claps accompanied.

"Now without any further ado, let the sorting begin!"

With that Professor McGonagall said the first name in her prim and proper voice. The sorting ended with an abundance of Gryffindors, a splatter of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws and only 5 Slytherins which made the Gryffindor table very satisfied.

"There are rumors that say that The Dark Lord is coming back."

The sudden instigation of the dark topic had brought the students' festive mood go back down to earth with a deafening silence.

"I am very displeased to say that these rumors are not rumors. The Dark Lord is back."

With that the entire hall spiraled into chaos. Some of the students started went deathly pale, some looked like they were almost about to have a mental breakdown and some just lost it and started screaming like banshees.

"STUDENTS!"

Albus Dumbledore's booming shout cut through the chaos quick and clean. The student went silent but that didn't calm their nerves. They gave back their attention to the Headmaster with the dark thoughts still flitting through their minds.

"There is no need to cause mass panic. I have contacted a friend of mine to help me ensure your safety and rest assured they are very reliable." He said with confidence and pride in his voice. The students' darn thoughts have begun to waver at his words. They believed since Albus Dumbledore was the most powerful wizard they know surely his friend are the same.

"Please allow me to introduce to you my friend, Makarov Dreyar and his guild!" He announced, throwing out his hand to the large doors of the Great Hall. In that exact moment, the enchanted floating lights went out, enfluging the hall in complete and total darkness. Even the charmed ceiling that had fascinated the first years had turned from its starry skies into a black oblivion.

"Aaahhh!"

The students' cried and gasps of surprise had filled the sudden dark abyss that had befallen on their Great Hall. There was a brief pause of silence as a circle of ancient runes had appeared on the ceiling. Everyone craned their heads up to see this spectacle , the circle began to turn and descend downwards exposing a gargantuan shadow of a man. The magical energy was pressing down on, not only the students but also the staff, even the creatures of the Forbidden Forest had retreaded deeper in fear of its prowess.

"Albus Dumbledore..."

A rough and gravel-like voice had spoken their headmaster's name with a warmth that you would hear from your grandfather that would spoil you silly. Eight shadows appeared or of nowhere and took their places around magic circle, that had started to spin faster and faster until the magic circle had disappeared and in its place was a really short old man with a balding spot, wearing black pants and a white jacket that has fur on the sleeves and on the collar. He was wearing a stern and grim expression on his face. He searched his eyes across the room until it landed in The person he had been calling. He stepped a few steps closer to Head Table, each step giving off a pulse of raw magical energy. He stopped near it and did not go any farther.

"Didn't your mother teach you to greet your elders properly, brat." His voice was still low and gravelly even though it was not as loud as before but it was not what he said or the way he just called the strongest wizard they knew a brat that had left them shocked to silence, rather it was what the wizard in question did in response.

"Ah! I humbly welcome you to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Master."

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