Granger's Residence
Hermione just came back from shopping with her mother today, buying new daily-wears, as she had grown up a bit in last week.
Even started getting her monthly visits but very thankful to the Charms Lecture given by Madam Pomfrey, after studying them, while moving her wand in a very unique style, it decreased the pain to such an extent.... that her Mum was just left speechless.
Besides, during the spell work's glow, no "Underage magic" was done, no letter breaking Ministry laws, it meant--- Lucifer's Confundus really helped her out. These 'period charms' were taught to every Witch, after their 1st year ends.
During her visit to Diagon Alley, including stuff related to Contraceptive, she'd also bought some of her 2nd-grade books, which McGonagall had written a letter to her about "possible standard books" in efforts to comfort her.
(Giving her Mum some pitiful, and very cute looks). But then she started to vent in her Mirror call, to Lucifer, 'Defence Against theDark Arts books', were just ridiculous, most of the stuff sounded pure fictional.
She learnt even more spells, from Lucifer's 4th-grade books, in History of Magic's Class, or worse Snape's, than whoever this Gilderoy person.
She loathed this Lockhart, even more, because Hermione lost her innocence about her precious books, always right ideology gone, only this idiot wrote false information, which even she could identify and correct herself.
She was even thinking about discarding'm into Granger's fireplace.
Hermione also had a secret goal this year to push her relationship with Lucifer even further and officially become more than 'Best friends', no matter what!
For now however, she was very thirsty.
"Mum I'm going upstairs!" Hermione yelled loudly, she didn't wait for response, and ran towards the door.
Opening her Cabinet, her gaze directly went towards the shelf of her Transfigured Bottles, laced with heavy preservation charms, most of them were empty already, she picked up one which still had left a quarter.
'Ping! Cork!
'Gulp! Ghopp---! Hmm Vhah!'
She removed the cork, in a rapid manner, and without even a second thought, Hermione gulped down the whole leftover drink, in a single attempt, "Oh, Come on....!"
It got emptied almost instantly, but she was really thirsty, after running all over the Supermarket, and trying new clothes for hours, "Ugh! There must be another one!"
The bushy-haired girl talked to herself, while shaking this empty one, maybe there were still drops left?
But, to no avail! Not even a single ounce reached her lips, Hermione was now getting very annoyed, then dropped it on the ground, and since their house was very quiet, a thud voice reached downstairs.
'Thud! Smash! Thud!'
"Not here...maybe in the bac----"
"???" Hermione froze on her spot, when she realised a very terrible fact, her face looked just horror, "Could it be the last one....No, No No, It's not true, right?!"
"I saved quite a lot!"
"Hermione, dear what's going on?"
'Smash! Smash!'
Empty bottles were being, thrown at the wall, making a hug- 'Crack!'
A flower Vase was also destroyed, Hermione was really going bonkers, even her pillows are being torn off.
"What's that noise?! Pumpkin, are you okay?"
"Mum, did you ever open my cabinet?!"
"Your cabinet...?" Jane has now started to go upstairs, and check herself what the noise was about.
"I did, two days ago. There was a bad smell....coming from your Pumpkin juic---'Hermione?!!"
Only, when Jane pushed the door, she saw her daughter curling up into a ball, lying on the floor, and whimpering noises could be heard.
Her room.... Posters were torn off, shards of glass all over...
"Oh God! Hermione?! Wendell come upstairs right, fucking now?!"
"She's having those seizures again?!!"
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"Dear, I'm Linda Martin....your mother Jane's, best friend..."
"I sent you those Christmas presents, remember? She's responding...just wait a little more..."
"Pass over my kit..."
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"To be honest, I just came back from the office, when a loud voice mail..."
"I see... Sorry, to disturb you."
"No, no, it's just my daughter had gone on the Maternal leave. Hey, it's okay. Besides, you're also my family...."
"About, uh Hermione...?"
"You don't have to worry, Mr. Wendell. I just gave her a sedative, that girl's probably in a very nice dream...."
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