Granger's house. Hermione inside the kitchen, Mr. and Mrs Granger are at work. She makes herself more comfortable before school begins.
She can't wait to go back to Hogwarts.
Her eyes up on the small tv corner of the kitchen table while cutting bell pepper on top of the chopping board.
Today she cooked her favorite dish, spaghetti and meatballs. She loves the bell pepper on top of it.
As she grows, she becomes more beautiful. She and Krum are still friends and they always exchanged letters. How Krum felt towards her... bla and bla.
Tap! tap! tap! As the chopping continues.
"Oh come on. This is ridiculous, which episodes will you find out that is your dad".
She babbled. Television series she and Mrs Granger like to watch. "He's your dad. I should hex you right away".
"Hermione?" She turned to the window. Mrs Kerbie stood. "I brought your family a pie". Hermione left the chopping board, she washed her hand then ran towards the door. "My dear.. meat pie".
"That wonderful thank you Mrs Kerbie. Mum and dad are still at work. Would you like something to exchange or something you need before you go home".
Mrs Kerbie shook her head no. "I was wondering.. I saw a man, who was wearing black robes, standing right there". She pointed at the street.
"He was staring at this house". Hermione looks up from Mrs Kerbie's face, eyes wandering on the street. "Be careful dear. He was probably a criminal the police had been searching for".
"Thank you for reminding me. And thanks for the meat pie".
Moments later. After Mrs Kerbie left the house, Hermione locked every door, and window. She couldn't use her magic outside the school. So she did it manually. Everything is safe, locked and waiting for her parents to come home.
Spaghetti and Meatballs are done and to be eaten.
Hermione scooping the spaghetti inside her plate, about to eat. Someone rings the doorbell. Grunts. She look up at the time. 12.15pm in afternoon. The doorbell is still ringing, pushing the chair she walks towards the window, taking a peep behind the curtain.
"What?!" She shouted. Mrs Kerbie was right about a man wearing black robes, the stranger standing right in front of her door now.
What is it he wants? She couldn't see his face clearly.
"I'm calling the police if you do not leave this place you evil slugs!"
The stranger knocked at the door. Miss Granger? Her eyes wide, she knew that silky voice, she knew that tone. What merlin is he doing here?
"Professor Snape?" she said behind the curtain. "What are you doing here?" She reached the knob, swung the door open. Stood Severus Snape in front of her. His eyes studied her. "Sir?"
"Good afternoon Miss Granger".
Later that. Hermione laid the plate in front of Snape, probably as hungry as Hermione expected. She poured him spaghetti and meatballs on his plate, gently he reached the fork and ate it with pleasure.
Hermione hears him humming. "You cook this Miss Granger?" ask Snape. She nods. "It's delicious".
"Granger's recipe". She watch Snape eat. "What are you doing here Professor, is my friends okay? Harry, Ron. Are they alright?"
"Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter are fine".
"Oh.. so what brought you here?"
"Visiting".
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FanfictionHermione Jean Granger was born in England. Muggles, non-magical girls. Her passion for the Wizarding world she slowly learned how to perform small magic by herself till she got her first letter. The Headmaster of Hogwarts himself writes the letter...