Hermione Granger and the Sorcerer's Stone

The Longest Day Ever

"I'm sorry - but you're who?" Hermione had finally found the courage to speak up.

What was going on? What was her family keeping from her? And frankly, what was this woman wearing? She looked like she'd jumped straight of out the pages of a fairy tale. "I am Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry -"

"And what is Hogwarts in the first place?" asked Hermione curiously, anxious to know what was going on. 

"Hogwarts is a school of magic. For young witches and wizards. Your name has been down for it since birth. Go ahead and read your letter," advised Minerva McGonagall.

Hermione slowly and awkwardly pulled open the letter and began to read, feeling ominous. 

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf, Warlock Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Granger,

   We are pleased to inform you that been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

    Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Hermione gasped, her face was red with joy! She knew it! She knew she was different! She was no normal child! She knew it! This information hit her hard! She would no long have to attend Lilac Fields Junior High School with all of those horrible children who absolutely hated her! She would be with people of her own kind - people who would understand and like her. 

She would have friends!

This was all she had ever dreamed of since stepping foot in Lilac Fields and now she was going to get it - going to get it all!

"How?" asked her mother, scrambling to get off of the letters.

"How is this possible? Our daughter is a - a witch?" 

Minerva nodded. "Indeed, Hermione is a Muggle-born witch."

"A what-born witch?!" exclaimed her father in confusion. Hermione was too stunned with happiness to participate in the conversation."A Muggle is a non-magical person, like yourselves. You come from a long line of Muggle ancestors but when you two got together for some reason your offspring became a witch, and that is where we come in."

"Who exactly is we?" asked Mrs. Granger.

"We are the Hogwarts community," answered Minerva. "You can't really expect Hermione to carry on with Muggle education."

Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked at each other, both decifering what they should do in this particular situation. After about two minutes their faces both showed bright and cheerful smiles. 

"Hermione, you're going to Hogwarts!" exclaimed her parents in harmony.

The Grangers had decided before that if this was not a hoax they would let Hermione go to learn with her own kind - fellow wizards and witches. It would be best for her is what they'd both agreed. Now, that they had proof that Hogwarts was real they felt perfectly fine and safe with Hermione going away to Hogwarts for a year.