Chapter One - Memories

Pov Narrator

It all begins with Jade Baker, 19 years old, Harry Potter fan and older sister of two teenagers who seem to be on steroids, both of her parents work all day, so she is in charge of taking care of her siblings.

She is a girl with goals, a great sense of justice, and cunning, but with a big heart, who always tries to take care of others and tends to analyze people when she meets them in order to know how to deal with them.

One day like any other, Jade left the university in search of her younger brothers, with whom she would meet as usual near their school, she had agreed that in order not to embarrass them she would wait for them a few blocks away from their school since it would be very embarrassing for two high school students like them to be picked up by their older sister.

So that day, she followed the usual routine, but it was a surprise to find her younger brother involved in a fight, right in front of the place where they used to meet.

She approached to stop them before things went too far since both had one or another bruise, scrape, also her brother was bleeding a little from the corner of his lip; Jade was angry, she was already aware that her brothers got into fights for her, and that was not acceptable for Jade.

Between blows and provocations, her brother was pushed into the middle of the street just when a truck was passing by, she lost her breath when she saw that, her brother was in shock and didn't react, he didn't have time to move and then everything happened in slow motion.

Jade ran with all her strength and managed to push her brother's body saving him on the spot, but it was she who received the impact without being able to do anything, her brother had been caught by his friends closest to the accident softening its impact.

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Pov Jade

I will never forget my brother's face in shock when I managed to push him and he fell to the other end of the street being cushioned by his friends, but I think the most shocking thing for me at this moment is that I can no longer hear anything.

The intense pain in my body begins to fade, I know there is a lot of movement around me, but I do not want to pay attention, I just want to let go and fall into unconsciousness quietly.

- "Jade! please open your eyes, don't close them, stay with us! Jade!" - I hear my brother, his voice sounds so far away, I feel like I'm going to fade away at any moment.

I feel very tired, brother... I want to see you, but I feel I don't have the strength or will to open my eyes and look at you, I'm afraid, but I think this is our farewell.

Some drops fall on my face, they are my brother's tears that make me react, it is true, if this is the last time I will see my brothers, I have to open my eyes.

So with a lot of effort, I manage to open them and the first thing I can see is my two brothers... They are just teenagers... I would like to see them grow up, to see them graduate and become good men, to play more with them, to talk, to give them advice, and to marathon movie sagas... To witness that moment when they fulfill their dreams, that, if they fall, to witness that they will get up stronger... and if possible, if they would allow me, to meet my nephews...

I no longer feel anything, only cold and an abyss that drags me... I can't believe it's all ending like this...

- "It's my fault, because of me you..." - He was crying as I haven't seen him for a long time.

When I helped him with his insecurities, when I gave him advice on what was okay to do and what I didn't agree with, the memories were starting to pounce on me as I struggled to keep up with them..... I knew that, if I didn't speak up now, those would be thoughts that would scar him for life, when it was just an accident.

- "N-no..." - Hell, I never thought that speaking would hurt like a thousand swords would pierce my throat..... But I can't keep quiet... Not when this fool blames himself... The one who jumped was me, it was my decision, and I knew the consequences.

- "It's-not-your-fault...." - Well, I think I can't do it anymore but before... - "I-I-I... I-I love you..."

This was not the way I expected to die... I couldn't take Fluffy for a walk, I won't be able to make tomorrow's meal either after I bought so many ingredients to make the meal that Mom and Dad like the most... it's already too late...

And so, I closed my eyes, allowing the darkness to devour me, thus winning the battle... leaving my life behind...

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Pov Narrator

A 5-year-old Hermione was being bullied by several boys and girls from her school when she is cornered by them.

She wanted to run, but when she did so one of the girls stuck her foot in while another one pushed her back making her fall, Hermione's head hits a step and starts to bleed, facial injuries tend to be very striking and this was no exception, managing to frighten those present by the amount of blood that emanated from the head of their classmate... But what upset the children the most was that Hermione's small body did not get up or move, it remained inert on the floor.

The girls began to get upset and shouted to each other, "You killed her" or "It was your fault" and even "She didn't put her hands in"

Moments later Hermione began to show signs of life and got up from the ground in great pain... Scaring everyone away.

- "Can you stop shouting? You are annoying..." - Said Hermione as she turned to look at them in disgust, all the children had shut up instantly, after all, the chestnut was not the type to talk back like that, and that's why it had always been easy to annoy her, but then Hermione opened her eyes in surprise - "Who are you?"

The children's face was a poem, and then, they started shouting at each other again, more frightened and upset than moments before.

When they made such a fuss, it was evident that an adult approached to see what was going on, and then the teacher was startled to see Hermione dirty and full of blood dripping from her forehead.

- "H-Hermione! Hermione" - The teacher gasped, - "What happened to you? Come on, let's go to the infirmary, we have to clean you up, but first, we have to talk to your parents..." - She looked very upset and didn't know exactly what to do, so the girl followed her without replying.

At that moment Hermione didn't say anything, she only analyzed the wounds she had on her face, even if they weren't very serious, well, they were too scandalous, after all, blood drains as if there was no tomorrow, surely that's why they were so upset, before her eyes, the girl was bleeding to death.

The children around her only trembled at the sight of her in that state, not complaining of pain like any normal child, as if nothing had happened, as they watched her leave for the infirmary next to the teacher, she had not even asked to be carried; the worry of when they would find out she lost her memory was obvious in them.

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Hermione's parents arrived at school worried, and when they saw Hermione and the teacher explained to them what had happened and left them alone with Hermione.

- "Hermione, I'm so sorry" - Said her mother as her tears began to spill down her cheeks and she hugged her protectively, - "I never imagined this would happen... I think it would be best if we change school... You don't have to put up with this... We should have listened to you before..."

- "Today we are transferring you to another school..." - Expressed Mr. Granger angrily and determinedly.

Hermione, who had been assimilating her current situation all this time, decided to speak up.

- "It's not necessary" - Her parents were surprised by her words, - "There's no point in changing schools if the same thing could happen to me in the end, don't you think? After all, no school is free of bullying cases... I think I'm going to stand up to them... Mom, Dad, I want to stay, I want to get over this, it's the best thing for me..."

- "I'm not so sure..." - Said her father as he got to his daughter's level and took her little hands - "I don't want you to stay here, if things go too far... I don't want to risk you."

- "Please, I'll do my best, this time I'll be firmer and I'll fix things, besides, think about it like this, if they change my school, this won't end and there will be more victims.... besides, with this, they must already start to think that they went too far with me."

- "Hermione... Did you think of all that by yourself? I'm surprised that you considered all that to such a level...." - My father looked astonished, for the size I am I should be about 5 or 6 years old, so I could understand her dad.

- "My little girl has a big heart..." - Her mother concluded.

- "Please... I want to do it." - She said determinedly.

Her parents exchanged glances and looked at him one last time before her father let out a surrendered sigh.

- "Okay... If you're so determined and want to stay, we'll support you. But we will also talk to the teachers, while you rest, in a moment we will come for you....." - Said her father, agreeing to his daughter's insistent request.

It was then that they left there a small Hermione lost in her thoughts as soon as both adults left the room.

Pov Jade/Hermione

How did this happen? I was supposed to die, I was sure I was dead, I had thrown myself against a truck, but now? My memories are mixed up with little Hermione's... Hermione Jean Granger.

This is crazy, I'm scared and excited at the same time, even so, I asked myself a question that keeps bothering me... what will become of me from now on...? After all, I'm in the body of my favorite female character, but just thinking about what awaits me if I didn't act correctly... I have to become stronger.

With the knowledge of everything I read, I can become stronger physically and mentally, strengthening the power of my spells... Maybe all the notes from my past life, which I have studied, about different theories of magic and which are based on different stories, will be able to help me, in the end, I have a few years to be able to manage to apply it, from books, series, and anime.

I took my notebook out of my backpack that was next to the stretcher where I was sitting, I started to write down everything in order, leaving a little space in case I remembered something else and putting aside pages for theories.

When my parents came back they took me home, my 19 years influenced me a lot, therefore, many of Hermione's future behavioral traits could be seen affected... Well, at least I'll be able to teach a ferret a lesson in the future and I won't let myself be humiliated.

So that's how I got home, after lunch, I started studying like crazy my notes and everything I could practice.

I started with small things, from levitating things to breaking and repairing them, after that, I began to exercise, although I did not want to mark my abdomen, I definitely wanted to have more condition and resistance for what was coming, also my flexibility, because although I was a girl and was flexible by nature, I had to improve it and keep it.

Dancing also helped my dexterity, so I took it seriously, obviously only dancing to the songs of the future that I knew, but I could do it well.

After a week I was starting to loosen up and become more confident, concerning my classes, I was absent for that whole week, as I was taken for a checkup to make sure that the blow had not caused irreversible damage, also for my memory momentarily lost for a short period I had to have many more studies, as my parents were upset.

By the end of the week, we were sure that I was perfectly fine. And today would be my first day of school in this body?

I was bored as never before and the fact that everyone looked at me with suspicion did not make my mood improve, on the other hand, appearing interested was easy, the teachers were always pleased to have my full attention, even if their subjects were very basic and childish.

Then, it was time for the questions; I didn't raise my hand and all eyes focused on me, making me feel more uncomfortable... It was true, she was Hermione Granger, raising my hand was something natural in her, she was supposed to do it automatically.

The look of concern was evident in both classmates and teachers, but I was just waiting impatiently for the answer.

- "Miss Granger, if you don't feel well, you can go to the infirmary, there is no problem at all..." - He said looking at me very uncomfortable because of my new attitude.

I noticed it was specifically because of my look, so I nodded and went to the infirmary. After all, I was uncomfortable too.

When recess came around again they approached me to bother me.

- "You don't seem to remember much about how things are with you...." - 5 girls approached, they were considerably tall, but that didn't bother me, I too would grow up in due time. - "How about refreshing your memory?"

Two of the girls grabbed my arms, as their "leader" approached. They wouldn't let me go, and the other two simply carried the violent brats' things.

When she raised her hand intending to slap me I propelled myself by leaning my weight on the two holding me while focusing all the force on my torso, and then I threw a kick that hit straight on the chin, pushing it against the two behind making them fall.

- "Minus three." - I whispered to myself.

As they were stunned by what happened I let go of their grip and kicked their feet quickly, when they fell I thought no more and ran for the protection of the nurse or a teacher on the way to the infirmary.

Apparently, my life of undefeated fights would continue in this life, being Hermione Granger.

I would take care of my role to perfection, but I don't want to end up with Ronald. Maybe if I manage to save Fred I would stay with him, it's more fun and there are not many years difference... But to be honest, I better not get my hopes up, after all, it could also be that I was left alone and with many cats, between books, single, and going crazy because I didn't manage to be important in the saga as Hermione would have done.

And again, my mind wanders..... Well, Jade/Hermione, don't think so much about the future, it's best to focus on the now. And right now I'm late for my next class.

I smacked my forehead with my hand and changed course and ran off to my next class.

I would worry about the future once I had my Hogwarts letter in my hands. Until then, I would live my life as I pleased.

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