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New Beginnings	By : cbhwilson Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 4685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The war was finally over and in the pursuant months several things occurred. The Burrow was rebuilt albeit a little different but still very much in the patented Weasley warren design. The Malfoys had taken residence in some out of the way retreat under the ever watchful eye of the Aurors. Lucius had willingly offered to fund the rebuild for one reason only and that was to try and save his skin.

It had taken several hours to convince the Weasleys to accept. They weren’t rich by any means and so much had been lost. Several memory charms were performed on the countless muggles who had witnessed the demented attacks of the death eaters and some of those wizards and witches were in the midst of all the horror created pensives where those unwanted memories lay, not encroaching on every day life, but there for future reference. Magic had become ugly during these past days and the mood was glum. Things took months to come back to some sort of normality. Hermione Granger, was having the worst of it having to deal with another separate heartache. Her Parents. They had died after complications from injuries suffered in a ferry accident on Sydney Harbour. Hermione’s memory charm had worked perfectly and the Grangers never knew they left behind a daughter half a world away. A daughter who was so racked with guilt that every day she’d look into her pensive, just to remind herself what she had saved them from. If they had of remained, Hermione shuddered.

She grieved sitting in the park across from her former home. The very one sold to finance her parents’ trip to Australia. Although another fact that was also true is if they hadn’t gone to Australia then Hermione never would have met her Aunt. She smiled through her tears…Her Aunt. She had to get a handle on herself and think. Her parents would have wanted that. What was she was going to do? Not only was she homeless (well she was staying with friends) but orphaned and penniless. The Grangers had never existed therefore Hermione Granger never existed in the muggle world. The owl swooped above her and dropped a note. Hermione smiled it was no ordinary owl. “Come to HogWarts” the note said bluntly.

She had turned to the only one she felt could truly help Professor McGonagall. The Professor greeted her warmly at the gates to the grand old school. McGonagall listened silently as Hermione explained her predicament, at the end the Professor smiled gently. “I know…you’re Aunt came to me” Hermione looked up “Ah yes I knew Colleen very well and all your family”

“You did?”

“I did, but we’ll save that conversation for another day. I have a proposition for you, how would you like to return back to HogWarts, not just as a student but as a teachers Aide.” Hermione eyes lit up and for the first time in months a bit of light seemed to creep in to what had become a very dark world indeed. Hermione’s reaction pleased the Professor. Yes, they had won and yes, the darklord was well and truly vanquished, but at what cost? This had troubled the Professor deeply. All those children who never really had the enjoyment associated with childhood. Oh, they made their own fun but with the threat of the Darklord hanging over them every year it had been limited, and this final stage had sunken to such despicable depths, that those pure bloods who were with Lord Voldemort soon realised they had a lunatic in their midst that could not be controlled. They had become prisoners; only the true psychotics had enjoyed the final days. The Professor suddenly became inspired and then focussed on the young lady standing before her. “So what say you young Hermione?”

“ I’d love to”

“You’ll need to go to the Ministry”

“Pardon, Professor?”

“Well they’re reviewing the muggle studies curriculum. One thing has become apparent and that’s we are seriously behind in many aspects of the muggle world and, more importantly, our new Minister insists on it.” A little gasp escaped from Hermione’s mouth and her eyes widened with genuine pleasure.

“Mr Weasley got in then?”

“Yes”, smiled the Professor “I received an owl just before you arrived announcing Mr Weasley’s appointment and that’s how I can offer this to you Miss Granger.” Hermione’s smile broadened Arthur Weasley truly deserved the position. “Arth…I mean Mr Weasley and I, discussed this a few weeks ago, but we didn’t want to get your hopes up.” She smiled as she handed the piece of parchment to Hermione

The Ministry of Magic Seal shone proudly and Hermione read it, sure none of it was really sinking in.

This is to confirm the appointment of Hermione Granger to the paid position of Teacher’s Aid.

Wage: Anything you want sweetie we love you

Hermione blinked twice and read the last part again and laughed. Mr Weasley was already putting his stamp on the Ministry.

The Professor’s smiled widened. The rest of the parchment did actually contain details of wages hours per week and requested her company ‘pretty please’ and ‘only if it wasn’t putting her out too much’ Signed Arthur Weasley, Ministry of Magic.

“Thank you so much” the warmth and gratitude was obvious and the Professor once again marvelled at the selflessness Hermione (indeed all her young Griffyndors) possessed.

The Professor rose and Hermione did the same. The Professor embraced her.

“You have been given a self contained room at the Ministry… and I shall expect you at the beginning of term” Hermione felt speechless but for the first time in what seemed an age she felt energised. “Thank you…” Professor McGonagall cut Hermione off with a raise of her hand “ It is us that owe you dear…and I do believe someone wants to see you” Hermione followed the Professor’s gaze “Hagrid!” There was no mistaking that form. Hermione nearly took off straight away, then remembered her manners “Go!” the professor urged “His missed you and he’ll understand” Hermione shared a look with the Professor and immediately both knew they had an understanding…. they always had.

As Professor McGonagall watched Hermione she become absolute, now for that inspiration.

“Hagrid! Did you know Mr Weasley’s Minister of Magic” She had a grin from ear to ear. “That’s grand news young Hermione” His joy matched hers. “Come in and have a spot of butterbeer, you’ve earned it…from what I hear” Hagrid’s voice quavered, how could they? He tried to physically shake the idea from his head. Hermione mistook the action “Hagrid are you okay?” In a flash she was by his side. Her eyes showed such worry he smiled. “Oh, don’t mind me Hermione I just get so angry when I think.” He trailed off amazed by how she always thought of others

“Hagrid?” She asked and immediately got his attention “Anything you want Hermione…anything at all” He answered enthusiastically. She smiled that was the second time today she had been given that offer. “How’s that butterbeer?” He gave a short laugh. And for the next couple of hours they spoke of many things. How Hermione had travelled to Australia and scribed for her parents only to be led to Cemetery where she had found a galleon between to two graves. She told Hagrid how it had revealed itself to her, how a message had appeared followed by an eagle that had immediately transfigured into one of the most beautiful people she had ever seen. “She’s my Aunt, apparently both her and my mother hail from a wizarding family” Hagrid looked at her closely and sucked in his breath, “I knew you were familiar”. Hermione looked quizzical. “Can I have a guess at the last name?” Hagrid asked.

“Okay…”

“Wilson!”Hermione’s reaction said it all ”You knew them?”

“We all did, they’re a mighty...” All of a sudden Hagrid started laughing, “You know Hermione you probably more pure blood than the Malfoys.” Hermione suddenly became very serious “Please Hagrid only Professor McGonagall, myself and you know…and for the moment. I’d like to keep it that way” the last part made her look to the ground, she hated asking Hagrid to do anything deceitful “Hermione?” the half giant gently lifted her chin. “Anything you want”

“Hagrid, I do have one other request” She tried her best snob voice which wasn’t as hard as she thought. Her friend waited “I need your honest opinion” she handed Hagrid her appointment letter. He read it, and when he looked up, Hermione could hide her excitement no more “So do you like HogWarts newest Teachers Aide? Muggle Studies no less!” She gave a mock curtsy. He gave a whoop and embraced her, letting her go quickly as he had a tendency to underestimate his own strength. Hermione tried half heartedly to pat her now even messier hair down, grinning from ear to ear. “I would like to know more…oh I’d better go” She had lost track of time and she needed to get to the burrow, one to thank Mr Weasley and two to hopefully get involved in what would be the first of many family celebrations at the new, slightly improved yet still the same burrow. They exited the cottage together and made their way to the grounds entrance. She gave her friend one last hug. “I can’t wait for next year!” Hagrid smiled as he watched the young witch apparate. And for the first time in months Hagrid felt truly happy.

Hermione apparated right in the middle of Weasley chase nearly being bowled down in the process “Oi! watch yourselves” Hermione smiled as Ginny walked over to her.

“That’s no problem Ginny I should have known better…where’s…”

“Hermione!” Arthur Weasley waved frantically. When he finally made his way through the massive amount of bodies gathered for the housewarming Hermione squealed and hugged him giving three quick kisses “Thank you so much Mr Weasley” suddenly something flashed in his eyes “You do not have to thank me Hermione…you earned it… beside I couldn’t think of a better person” It was only then that Hermione noticed how quiet the party gotten. Mr Weasley took the opportunity to address the crowd. “Alright then, now’s a good as time as any…we have two introductions to make…Miss Granger.” Hermione took his hand and gave a slight bow ”The newest addition to HogWarts teaching staff and my good self of course. I would like to thank you all for coming and would like to say a few things” All the minor chatter stopped and a respectful silence fell over the crowd. This family had suffered terribly throughout the last days with a dignity that only comes from true courage. “As you know we have all just came from a very dark place indeed but people we are here! Let us not forget those we have lost however we need to respect their memory and live. I’m going to take this opportunity to let you all know that I have been appointed as the new Minister of Magic: Ronald cheered and Hermione finally located her two best friends standing with Molly Weasley at the front door of the burrow. “Ronald” the warning in his mum’s voice stopped him in his tracks. “I will be taking this stance all wizards and witches who are alive today can approach the rest of their lives one of two ways become embittered or take the higher ground which is what I am going to do. We are going to rebuild our wizarding community into something we can be proud of. So friends it would seem you have not only attended our house warming but two other celebrations as well… relax and enjoy. “ With that Mr Weasley raised his glass and the noise once again rose to it’s previous level. “Hermione.”

“Ron…Harry” Hermione made her way towards them. Her smile, which had been practically non-existent these last months, lit up her face and both Harry and Ron rushed toward her. The three spent the next couple of hours socialising and enjoying the party. The noise level and levity of the situation wasn’t condusive to ordinary conversation but all three had agreed to a pow wow session at lunch tomorrow. After all breakfast at the Weasleys was usually all go-go-go. And the guys thought it be nice to pop in on Hermione’s first day of work but one did not pop in on Hermione, she had told them, in no uncertain terms. “We’ll do lunch at one” Both Harry and Ron saluted and Hermione laughed “Oh, go on,… get” and with a wave of her hand she went and spoke to Tonks.
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