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“Hermione Jean Granger, I am talking to you!”
“I’m done understanding mum! You don’t like who I am with magic but magic is a big part of who I am. I am not quitting school so I can become a dentist like you and dad, I’m not going to take over the family business.”
“I am done having this conversation, you are underage Hermione, if we say you’re not going back to that freakshow of a school you’re not going!”
Hermione runs up the stairs to her room, locks the door and begins packing her trunk and a suitcase. Hermione's mum starts banging on the locked door, “Let me in Hermione! When did my little girl decide that she no longer needs her parents? When did you start being ungrateful with what we have tried doing for you.”
“Hermione listened to your mother,” Her father had now joined in trying to get into her room, “We have given you four years, you don’t belong in that world. You need to grow up. You need to go back to school and go to university. That is the end of the discussion.”
“If you are so disappointed in how I am turning out then I apologise but I am a witch, it is who I am. I am made up of magic and if I can’t learn how to control it then it could be dangerous. You used to understand this!”
“You have had four years to learn control and you haven’t had a magical accident in that time. You have learned control now you need to get back to the real world.”
Hermione’s door swung open and her mother came through and walked over to take the trunk away from her daughter. “Let go of it Hermione, you are done. Do you hear me!”
“Let go of my trunk,” Hermione’s magic started to come to her defence, you could see it dancing along her skin, “Mum! Let go! Just let me leave and you’ll never have to see me again.”
Hermione’s dad marched over and grabbed his daughter around the waist and pulled her away. “Hermione, that's enough, we are trying to help you. What are you going to do with your life when you come to the end of the line in that world? You’ll have no real qualifications and you’ll be stuck doing god knows what with your life.”
“LET GO OF ME! LEAVE ME ALONE!” Hermione’s magic released and knocked both her mum and dad away.
“Jean!” Her dad yelled to his wife, he ran over to her and she was bleeding, “What have you done!”
“Dad please, I’m sorry.” Hermione started to walk over to her parents.
“Get away from us!” Her dad looked terrified, “Leave, and don’t ever come back here Hermione. You are not our daughter anymore.”
