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The real Granger	By : cbhwilson Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 6065 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter fandom JKR does. Original characters all mine but inspired by JKR. No profit made.Never met Beethoven, Pink or GaGa. When I think of Mia I think of artists like Pink and Lady GaGa

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Hermione awoke at 10am and stretched luxuriously. Her mind had enjoyed the reverie of having no inhibitions and she found that, despite one or two incidences, her sleep had been relatively blissful. She had five uninterrupted hours and during that time things had fallen into place a little more.

She got up and showered making her way downstairs when she was finished. James, she knew, slept peaceably and Molly had actually allowed herself to relax a couple of hours into the evening. So for all intents and purposes the house was still asleep.

The three wizards, however, had stayed up and she was confronted with Fred,George and Harry when she made it outside. She stopped and viewed them. She smiled “Okay guys, out with it” Fred looked at George who looked at Harry who looked at Fred. Hermione chuckled “Come on guys, I won’t bite” Fran interrupted from a balcony “Don’t be mean Mia, you know what they want” Hermione shook her head “Don’t take all the fun out of it.”

Harry spoke “We want to…” Hermione nodded “And I want you by my side as well, but we must be clever and protect one another, no egos and I was going to ask you, Molly, Fred, George and Remus to assist today.” Harry cringed and Hermione grabbed him by the shoulders looking into his eyes. “Now Remus needs to be let off the hook” Harry went to speak, but something in Hermione’s eyes made him stop “Just think Harry, who was he protecting when he was attacked?” She looked at him and realised her friend had been grappling with his conscience

“Don’t fight it Harry, if you do, it will become a weakness. He strengthened me in fourth year and his protection helped fight off a lot of personal attacks. Arthur” Fred and George shook slightly and Hermione’s sympathy showed but this needed to be said “knew but still couldn’t get anywhere. Remus has never killed a human in the blood lust of his condition, and believe me when I tell you, that’s no mean feat. He is the most powerful wizard I know, but his burden has weighed heavily. Once he is free…oh Harry..” she hugged him. “Go with your gut, not your mind or your pride. We have to embrace our magic otherwise we are no better than our enemies”

Fred and George spoke in unison “Too true Potter, look at Fran” and the girl blushed. Hermione nodded “No limits, no restrictions. Magic chose us and the Ministry wants to control the uncontrollable. Trust me Harry and trust yourself” The group heard a slight “ahem” and turned to see Mrs Davies “Breakfast is about to be served” Hermione smiled “We’ll have it under the Marquee, then I have a couple of appointments to attend. I will be back before one”

They sat underneath the Marquee enjoying the summer breeze and Hermione’s eyes danced “So what do you think of my friends…” it opened up the floodgates and laughter wafted throughout the estate. Eventually her muggle friends began to awake and it was decided that it had been one of the best parties ever. At around 11.30 Hermione left and as she did she handed Fran a letter. “In case” Her friend understood. If Hermione didn’t return she would be able to find her.

The Limousine pulled up at the private entrance of 10 Downing Street and Mia Granger in all her full muggle glory alighted and was ushered into the private quarters of the Muggle Prime Minister. Surprisingly the Prime Minister had been thinking along the same lines and shook the girl’s hand an hour later. “Thank you for taking the time to see me over your weekend. You’ve been extremely gracious, if you need back up..” she handed him a galleon and he frowned “Keep it on you and if you get into trouble or need to speak just ask…”Hermione had nearly told him ‘just think it’ but instinctively the Muggle in her knew that the idea, of anyone reading your thoughts, was scary enough to put you on the defensive.

“That’s between you and me” She showed her galleon and simply spoke “Who wants an autograph?” and the PM’s galleon felt warm. He read it “ So amazing” Hermione chuckled “I don’t think it understands” He smiled as he read the text on hers “SO AMAZING?” Hermione felt like hugging the man and he looked sheepish “Actually my niece…” Hermione smiled as he produced her latest CD. She loved being famous.

She left with the usual paparazzi onslaught. She had been there an hour and they naturally stalked the place. That night on the news she would rate a mention but as always, she was flanked by security and hadn’t uttered a word. Afterall, Mia never did improv but the paparazzi still kept trying.

As she sat in the back of the Limo she caught James’ eyes and he was beaming. “HogWarts” and he slowly entered traffic. The Paparazzi went to follow but the PM had an announcement and quite frankly they wouldn’t have got far. Afterall, although she wouldn’t use mind control on the PM, she thought nothing of grid locking traffic, or causing mechanical breakdowns, so either way she would have been able give then the slip.

However, Hermione now had the grace to accept help when it was offered. She had gently hugged the PM “Thankyou, I could use the distraction” She smiled, everyone liked to feel empowered. As her Grandfather once told her “You catch more flies with honey than vinegar.”

Professor McGonagall looked up from the table in the Hall and smiled slightly. A show of nerves was uncalled for. She knew that young Hermione had won Lucius over and why. Slytherinns admired power and aligned themselves with any who would further their cause. As well as this the Malfoy clan owed her a life debt. The mudblood had save him from the kiss and his family from being made the scapegoats.

As Hermione approached her, the Professor got up and met her half way. “Is the Headmaster available?”

“Indeed I am, you’re early” Hermione nodded “Just getting the lay of the land, Sir” Lucius raised an eyebrow. She was shrewd “and to let you know that I will be arriving with those who are aware of our circumstances” He nodded “No one you don’t know and to give you what I want covered in the oath” Lucius took the piece of paper and Hermione smiled “Muggle paper, doesn’t feel as important but it is still as binding in my world” She gave Professor McGonagall a copy.

The paper simply stated “That the Malfoy family will not use anything gleaned from Hermione Granger to kill, maim, bind or dominate any lifeform. And that information gathered will be strictly confidential and not spoken off, or communicated, in anyway to anyone outside those bound by this agreement” The two standing before her shared a knowing look. She had covered it pretty well.

She gave a slight bow “ I didn’t want to be trying to think of what to say, and since I’ve never taken one, then I wanted to give Professor McGonagall a chance to make it succinct and iron clad.” Lucius spoke very deliberately “I will bring the family then” Hermione smiled “I hoped you would, until 3 o’clock” and with that she apparated to the Limousine just outside HogWarts , sending two kisses in the direction of Hagrid and Remus. Although she hadn’t seen them this visit she knew they were there. Hermione smiled as they entered her estate…finally the truth would be told . Tonight she would really be free.

Harry watched Hermione as she disembarked from the limousine. How had she kept things from him? He thought about it. He was so wrapped up in himself these past years that he had hardened. He had been stubborn and when he had attacked Remus he wasn’t thinking of anything but himself.

He could still remember a voice hissing at him “This war isn’t just about you. Let him fight for his family not slink in shame.” The voice had appeared in his dreams and now he understood. He owed Remus so much and Hermione knew it. She had called him the most powerful wizard she’d ever known, and coming from Hermione it wasn’t said lightly.

She was right, and he had to concede, that was usually the case. Remus was one of the good guys and Harry felt sick. “I’ve been such an ingrate” Hermione smiled as Harry addressed her. She had made her way up the stairs and hugged him. “We all have our moments Harry. It will be redressed today”

She took his hand and made their way to the marquee where the Weasley twins were in a serious Ping-Pong competition and Molly was smiling softly. “Oi! Potter how about that doubles game” Fred yelled and Fran looked up smiling. Hermione nodded “Lunch will be about half an hour and then I’d like to talk to you all.” Harry saluted and Hermione laughed.

Fred and George moved to one side of the table and she watched the game begin. She sat next to Molly. “How you holding up?” the older witch looked into Hermione’s and noticed they mischievously danced. “And what did you do to Arthur?” Molly chuckled. “Well Weasel by name...”

Hermione laughed and hugged the woman “That’s delicious” the older witch hugged her tightly and spoke very deliberately “I will deal with him in a couple of days at the moment…” Hermione released her and both understood. Arthur’s reprieve would be short lived. Hermione looked up and took the drink offered her and smiled contently to herself.

During lunch she laid it on the line and all agreed to accompany her . Fran looked hurt. Hermione simply looked at her “You’re my rock, and if I get permission, I will show you HogWarts, but Fran I need you here. I don’t want you to suffer or feel left out, but your too nice darling, and Lucius’ son is a legimilus.”

Fran gasped and understood. It wasn’t a question of trust but more a question of prudence. “Sorry Mia” Hermione smiled “Never apologise for loyalty, and we only apologise for bravery when it turns out to be stupidity. And stupid you are not, just that Draco’s incredibly strong. Stronger than he knows”

The twins raised their eyebrows and Harry posed the question “What do you mean?” Hermione smiled slightly “ He would have been incredibly stifled under Riddle’s leadership. Think about it with a father like Lucius, and that demented freak show Riddle, he would have been focussing on protecting his thoughts. The reasons he had for helping, as I told him were more about Riddle than me”

Molly frowned “When did you? Oh of course, sorry Hermione” Hermione chuckled “What’s that Molly? I don’t know…honestly fancy concentrating on your own life…geez... anyone would think you’ve got your own problems.” She gave her a quick hug “Any way, now once he frees up himself” Hermione shuddered and Fran looked worried.

“He’ll be a strong as you” Hermione nodded “Perhaps stronger, remember the train Harry” she looked at him pointedly “He saw you under the invisiblity cloak, and how many people do you know can do that?” Harry looked pointedly at Hermione, and frowned. “Snape,yourself, Remus and Draco” Hermione smiled “Exactly and I don’t think he sees you but rather..?” She watched Harry’s mind work “Reads thoughts” Harry and the guys looked thoughtful and while they sat in silence she turned to Fran “That’s why I’m taking the classes I am ‘cause we both need to get up to speed.”

She looked across the table “After all, there’s no way he’s not going to piss us off, so if his in on this deal..” Molly nodded “You’re going to tell them everything you don’t want exposed” Hermione beamed “1000 points Gryffindor” the twins looked happy “So we can still torment him” Hermione looked puzzled “ We got owled” Hermione saw Fran chuckle .

“We going back to HogWarts, Seems we're in need of an education” The way the said it made everybody gathered laugh. James watched the scene unfold. He couldn’t help but see that Hermione was indeed happy. The love was obvious. It was the family she so rightly deserved.

Authors note:Next chapter explains the situation with her father better...sorry I know I said it'd be this one
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