For you Draco

"Didn't you hear, Hermione? There's a new student here at Hogwarts."

"Well? Spit it out Ron!" Hermione snapped clearly enjoying the book she was just interrupted from reading.

"Well hold your horses I'm getting there," he huffed, "The new student was found by Professor Mcgonagall. Apparently she was living in the muggle world when she snapped and killed her parents, without a wand."

"Ronald Weasley that's absurd, no wizard alive today can use magic without a wand. Not even Dumbledore could when he was alive."

"That's the thing Hermione! She did just that, that's how Professor Mcgonagall found her. Due to the large blast radius of her magic they had to wipe an entire neighborhood's memories, well those that survived at least. The ministry was crawling all over the place! Haven't you read the paper?" He replied pulling a paper from his robes.

There on the cover was a muggle neighborhood not so different from the one Hermione's very own parents lived in, the only difference was that it looked like someone set off an explosion in the middle of it. Several houses were barely standing and the ones that were were so heavily damaged that it would be better to tear them down and start anew. The picture blurred out from the decimated neighborhood and refocused on the center of the blast radius. Curled up in a ball at the center was a ragged shape of a person. The newspaper article said nothing of the name of the shape, nor what happened to them; meanwhile, the moving picture went back to the start and was once again showing an aerial view of the wreckage.

"W-why would Professor Mcgonagall bring her here? How do you know it's the person from the article?" Hermione asked visibly shaken.

"I didn't originally, but Harry told me last night when he got back from Hagrids."