Muggle Hogwarts

GemmaH121

Rating: G
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 13/02/2005
Last Updated: 20/03/2005
Status: completed

Hogwarts has a muggle conterpart. With the threat of Voldemort Muggle Hogwarts needs to be protected too but how? and what happens when Harry loses his connections with you know who? This is just a short story. Probably only two chapters. It's just something I dreamed up (literally) and thought it would be fun to write. I hope you like it.

Chapters

1. Muggle Hogwarts?

2. Chapter 2

3. Chapter 3

1. Muggle Hogwarts?

Muggle Hogwarts

Dear Mr. H. Potter,

This year Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is embarking on a new endeavour. As you know Voldemort has risen to power once again, and with this comes a great threat to both muggles, wizard-kind alike. There is no greater need then now for the gap between the muggle and wizarding world to be closed. With the approval of the
Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts has been allowed to create awareness of the threat of Voldemort through our Muggle counterpart - Hogwarts School for the Gifted and Talented. You most likely didn't even know existed, because since it's beginnings it had been agreed that the two schools would remain separate in order to comply with secrecy laws. However, after spending the last month in consultation with the Ministry of Magic, it has been decided that we may send four of our students over to Hogwarts School for the Gifted and Talented, in order to educate the muggle students about Voldemort and the danger he presents to them. You are one of the four students we have chosen to send.

At the start of the school year you are to meet with the other three students at the back carriage of the Hogwarts Express. From there you will be transported to Hogwarts School for the Gifted and Talented. You will be briefed about what you are required to do on the train.

~ Yours Sincerely

Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

***

It's been two weeks since that letter arrived, and tomorrow school starts and we all head off for muggle Hogwarts. I've since found out that the other three students are Hermione, Ron and Ginny, no surprises there. I haven't seen them since those three weeks that I
spent at the Weasley's house at the start of the holidays. It'll be great to see them again. Life with the Dursleys hasn't been any different to normal, so it'll be great to get out of here and back to Hogwarts (well sort of) with my friends. Tomorrow morning I'm booked
to catch the Knight Bus to Kings Cross station. I'll meet the others on the platform.

***

Well I managed to get to the station alright, I got there about an hour early and so I had to wait for the others to arrive. About fifteen minutes before the train left Ron and Ginny arrived and we all headed over to the rear carriage of the train. When we stepped into
the carriage we found that Cornelius Fudge and Professor Dumbledore where there, along with Jacob Hayes who we later learnt was the headmaster of Muggle Hogwarts. The three of them explained to us what we were going to be doing over this coming year at Muggle Hogwarts. We were told that we would all be spending the coming school year at Muggle
Hogwarts, and that we weren't to use any form of magic unless it was absolutely necessary (i.e. Voldemort was around) while we were at the school. Once every week we return to Hogwarts to learn the work for our sixth year (fifth year in Ginny's case). New sixth year Gryffindor prefects were appointed so that Hermione and Ron could attend the Muggle School.

Once we got to the school we were put into classes according to our school years at Hogwarts and our experience in muggle schools. Hermione and I were put into fifth year, we would have been put in sixth year but they felt that we'd be better in fifth as we
hadn't attended a muggle school in five years. Ron was put into fourth year and Ginny into third. That was basically because they've never been to a muggle school before.

***

Everything's been going pretty well here. We've had no major problems. There were a few minor problems when we first arrived. Like how do we explain the threat of Voldemort without telling them anything about the wizarding world? That's been sorted out now, and everyone knows that we are from a counterpart of Hogwarts (they don't know it's a magical school). At the moment all we've told them is that there is a dangerous threat to our school and that it may become a threat to them too. We've been told not to say anything else unless Voldemort becomes more of a threat.

They have the same houses here which I found kind of funny seeing as they're the founders of Wizarding Hogwarts, and I know the Muggle Hogwarts wasn't created until Dumbledore became headmaster of Hogwarts. Though I suppose they were the founders of Hogwarts. We've all been put into Gryffindor, like we are at Wizarding Hogwarts.
Everything is so similar it's almost as though it's the same building, well aside from all the magic at Wizarding Hogwarts, though even though, there appears to be a sense of magic around here. I bet there is magic around here too. It's probably built magically.
I'll have to find out while I'm here.

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2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2

It's almost the end of term and everyone is so excited. All four of us have had a really hard term here, especially seeing as we're learning muggle things and wizarding things as well. Attending two schools is really hard, though I guess it's all that can be done. Everything's been going pretty fine here. We've had no incidents with death eaters or anything else like that. Come to think of it Voldemort and his crew have been pretty quiet lately - Since school went back actually. I wonder why that is. He must be planning something big. Hopefully it doesn't involve this school. I haven't been having any of those dreams and my scar doesn't hurt, though it didn't hurt at all during all those attacks in the holidays either.

I met up with everyone in the Gryffindor Common Room after I returned from my classes at Hogwarts (Magical). We all headed up to mine and Ron's room to talk about the events of this week. We talked about all the usual stuff like any events in the wizarding world, and explained any muggle stuff to Ron and Ginny, especially with all the schoolwork from here. I guess being here is harder for them then me and Hermione - at least we've lived in the muggle world before. I guess Dumbledore felt it was better to send a group of friends. Eventually the topic came up about Voldemort and the lack of activity. We all thought it was strange that nothing had happened yet, but surely that must mean he's planning something big.

"Harry have you been having any dreams lately?" Hermione inquired, as we all tried to figure out what he could be planning.

"No, I haven't," I replied. "I haven't been having those dreams for a while now. Not since the Department of Mysteries one come to think of it," I added.

"That's strange Harry. You didn't even have the dreams when all those attacks occurred at the start of the holidays?"

"No I didn't. None at all, the holidays were much less worrying. I figured it had something to do with being in at the Dursleys, you know with all the blood protection and stuff, maybe it extends to sleep as well. Or maybe Dumbledore did something. I don't know. Is it really that important?"

"No, I guess not, I was just wondering," Hermione sighed.

"What about your scar?" Ginny asked.

"What do you mean Ginny?" I responded.

"Well you've had that all your life and it always hurts when you-know-who is around. So maybe the dreams have gone, but you didn't always have those, but your scar, that's always been there, ever since it all happened. Have you had any trouble with it during the holidays?"

"No I haven't, not since Department of Mysteries. I've had no connection with him at all since then," I answered plainly. Everyone seemed so shocked by all this, I didn't think it was that important.

"Have you told anyone about this Harry?" Hermione questioned.

"Well no, but I don't see why it's so important."

"Harry, if you've lost all your connections with Voldemort then that could mean that you've lost the protection that you have had all your life from your mother. That's what's kept you alive from all of his attacks on you. If that's gone
then you're not protected and he's just battling with an average sixth year wizard. Harry we have to tell Dumbledore," Hermione explained.

"Hold on a second, how do you know I've lost my connection with Voldemort completely? It wasn't just my scar and the dreams you know. Plus how does that mean I've lost the protection from my mother?"

"Yeah he's a parselmouth too remember and Voldemort was one too," Ron
chimed in.

"Oh yes I'd forgotten about that, back in second year. Well we can check that. Mr. Hayes has a pet snake we can go see him and explain. He's a squib so it's alright to tell him stuff like this."

"He's a squib, how do you know that?" Ron asked.

"He told us on the train remember. Anyway it's not important we have to check if Harry's connection is still there. If it's not we'll have to go to Hogwarts."

***

We all raced down to Mr. Hayes office on the second floor. Mr. Hayes was in his office thankfully.

"Hello you four, what can I do for you?" Mr. Hayes asked as the four of us entered his office.

"We need to see if Harry can talk to your snake?" Hermione burst out.

Mr. Hayes glanced at them strangely. "My snake?"

"Yes your snake. Can Harry try to talk to it? We need to know if he still has his connection with 'the threat'," Hermione briefly explained.

"Okay," he agreed. "She's over there in the corner." I headed over to the snake and attempted to speak to her. "Will you be needing to return to Hogwarts?" he inquired.

"Maybe, if Harry can't speak to your snake it means his connection with 'the threat' is broken and most likely the protection he's had all his life from his mother's side. We need to let Dumbledore know about it."

"Hello, what's your name... Can you hear me?" I attempted to ask the snake. After many minutes of failed communication I turned to the others. "I can't do it. It won't work. I don't know what's wrong," I finally acknowledged.

"Hogwarts?" Mr. Hayes asked. Hermione nodded. "Okay I'll set up the fire and you can talk there. It'll take about five minutes."

***

"Professor Dumbledore, are you there?" Hermione called over the floo network as her face appeared in the Headmasters office at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore turned towards his fireplace and saw young Hermione Granger. "Oh, Hermione, yes, what can I do for you today?" he inquired.

"Well we we're just talking about what's happening in the wizarding world and Harry mentioned that he hadn't had any strange dreams and his scar hadn't been bothering him at all since the events at the Department of Mysteries," Hermione summarised.

"Ah, right, well that can mean two things, first of all that we'll have no advance warning of attacks from Harry. That's not too big a problem, we managed throughout the summer and the Order are reasonably efficient with obtaining information. The second thing is probably of more concern and that is that Harry has lost the protection he received from his mother when Voldemort attempted to kill him. This is of great concern and I hope that this hasn't happened," Dumbledore explained to the four of them.

"We think it might of. The only other power that we know Harry has that links him to Voldemort is that he's a parselmouth. Mr. Hayes has a pet snake and Harry tried to talk to it but he can't."

Dumbledore let out a sigh. "Okay it seems like the worst might've happened. The fact that Harry's connection to Voldemort is gone doesn't necessarily mean that the protection of his mother is also gone too. I do have a way in which we can check, but I'll need Harry to come back to Hogwarts so I can see if I'm correct," Dumbledore told them. Harry looked slightly uncomfortable. "You can use Mr. Hayes fire to return here Harry," he indicated.

***
"Hello Harry, take a seat," Dumbledore greeted Harry as he stumbled out of the fireplace.

Harry slowly walked over and took a seat by Dumbledore's desk. "Sorry I'm still not used to travelling on the floo network," Harry said as he dusted the soot off himself.

"That's quite alright Harry. Now we need to work out whether the connection with you and your mother is broken as well as that between you and Voldemort."

"How are you going to do that?" Harry asked.

"Well I think it may have something to do with Sirius death. I know that affected you a great deal, and also he was the last surviving wizarding link to your family. Though he wasn't a very strong one, and not even a blood relative. Anyway I'll need to do some research to find out if that may be why the link is broken. In the meantime I want you to use this," he said as he handed him a small silver rod. Harry looked at him strangely. "It's a portkey. It will take you to Godric Hollows and back here. I want to see if you can feel any connection with your parents there," he quickly explained. Harry took the portkey and within a split second found himself at Godric Hollows. Meanwhile Dumbledore set to work researching the cause for the loss in Harry's connection.

***

Harry found himself at the entrance to his parents house - Godric Hollows. The silver gates were broken and lay on the ground at his feet. On the sandstone walls that supposedly spread across the whole of their land was carved the words 'Godric Hollows, Home of the Potters'. While this should've been an emotional experience for Harry he found he didn't feel anything at all.

Harry walked down the path and headed towards the burnt and shattered remains of his parents house. He still didn't feel any sort of connection to his parents while he stood, amongst the remains of his original house. He sat down on the ground and noticed something shining in the sunlight. He reached over
and picked it up. It was a beautifully carved lion doorknocker. He put it in his pocket and returned to wandering around the perimeter of the house. Still nothing, why can't I feel anything, he thought. The portkey beeped and Harry realised Dumbledore had put a timer on it. He touched the portkey and shortly found himself back in Dumbledore's office.

***
"Nothing," Harry said feeling downcast as he sat back down. "I don't know why.
I should've, shouldn't I? I found this," Harry asked him as he pulled out the lion doorknocker.

Dumbledore nodded. "Yes it's beautifully carved isn't it? Anyway as you've probably guessed by now this means that your connection with your mother is gone. I've discovered that this probably occurred because of Sirius death," Dumbledore told Harry. "What I think may have happened is that the bond was kept through the magical side of your family, and it only lasted until your final link to your family (Sirius) died. This means that you're no longer protected by your
family, which will put you at great risk. We need to prevent Voldemort from finding out that this has happened, so that nothing happens to you just yet."

Harry was feeling rather depressed about all this, especially now that he'd learnt that he'd lost all of his connection to his family. "Um, okay, how do we do that?" he sighed.

"Well you can stay here tonight and then we'll probably set you up in Grimmauld Place," he began to explain. "We can't have you around our muggle counterpart now, if Voldemort discovers this then you're a great risk at the school." Noticing Harry's downcast look he poured a glass of water and handed it to him. "I'm sorry I have to bring all this up for you. I know it must be hard for you to take all at once." Harry nodded. "Anyway Sirius left Grimmauld Place to you in his will so you can stay there, all the protection charms are still intact. So everything should be fine there, at least for a while." Harry nodded once more.

"Okay, so am I staying in the Gryffindor common room?"

"Yes the password is Chocolate Frogs," Dumbledore informed. Harry nodded and headed for the common room.

***
"Hermione's gone!" Ginny yelled at Ron as she ran into his room.

Ron stared bleary eyed at her. Rubbing his eyes he asked sleepily, "Huh? What do you mean, Hermione's gone?"

"She's gone! She's run away! Look!" Ginny cried, shoving the short letter she'd found on Hermione's bed this morning.

Ron slowly read through it slowly, and his eyes widened as it sunk in what had happened. "What? Why would she do this? I don't understand, what could've possibly happened that she's left us?”

"I don't know. I don't understand either, but we have to find her," Ginny managed to get out before she burst into tears.

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3. Chapter 3

AN: Hi everyone sorry for the long wait. I've just been a bit busy lately with uni. Anyway this is the last chapter of the story I hope you've enjoyed reading it.

~ Gems

Chapter 3

I had a lot of trouble sleeping last night, mainly because I didn't understand how I couldn't feel anything about my parents anymore. Despite all that, nothing was more worrying then the letter Hedwig had just delivered. I couldn't understand it and it just wasn't something I'd ever thought she'd do.

Dumbledore probably wouldn't have thought what I was doing was particularly smart given what he'd just told me yesterday, but I just had to find out what had happened. I pulled out my broom from under my bed and quickly ran down to the main grounds. Once I got there I took flight and headed for Muggle Hogwarts. I didn't know what direction Muggle Hogwarts was, so I threw on my invisibility cloak and headed below the cloud cover so I could follow the train track there.

***

“Did you find anything?” Ginny asked as she met up with Ron at the Great Hall of Muggle Hogwarts.

Ron shrugged “Nothing, you?”

Ginny shook her head. “I don't understand. How could she just leave with telling us why?” Ginny said as she sat on the step outside the Great Hall.

“No idea Ginny, maybe Harry will be of more help,” Ron gave in and sat down beside her.

“We don't even know if he's coming. What if Dumbledore won't let him,” Ginny sobbed.

“No he'll come. He loves Hermione. Trust me Ginny, no matter what he learnt at Hogwarts it won't stop him coming back here to help Hermione.”

Ginny looked up at Ron surprised. “He told you that? I didn't think he ever would,” she sighed and started scanning the grounds again.

Ron nodded. “Yeah, yesterday just before he left. He said to look after her, and let him know if anything happened. I think he knew something was going on,” Ron explained.

“Yes, I think so too,” Ginny acknowledged. “I'm glad he told you,” she added.

“Me too… well, we should probably take another look around.”

***

I'd been flying for what seemed like ages but was really no more then fifteen minutes, when I spotted Muggle Hogwarts in the distance. As I drew closer I realised that being in the air could help us find Hermione quicker. Instead of landing straight away and going to see Ron and Ginny I started to fly in a big circle around the school. I had no idea if she'd still be around here, but I thought it was worth a shot. Hermione doesn't like flying so she couldn't have gotten too far away. She doesn't have a broom anyway. At least I didn't think she could've, but it didn't look like she was around. Maybe she'd caught a bus or something and already gotten away from here. Oh well, I guess I better go check in with Ron and Ginny.

I'd just turned to leave when something caught my eye. I wasn't sure if it was anything but I turned around anyway. To my surprise it was an ugly gingery-orange cat which had caught my eye. I could tell that cat a mile away. It was Crookshanks, Hermione's cat. When I followed the path the cat was walking my eyes feel on a girl with brown bushy hair. It was Hermione, I was sure of it. I made sure I was far enough away and no one was around before I started to land. Once I was on the ground I hid my broom in the bushes and headed out to find Hermione.

***

“What am I doing,” Hermione muttered to herself. “I don't believe in all that divinations nonsense… but then why am I running away?” Hermione slumped down on the grass and began to cry for the third time since she realised what was going on. After a few minutes Crookshanks appeared by her side. “Oh. Hello Crookshanks. You didn't need to come with me,” she said. “You should go back to Ron and Ginny. I'm alright.” The cat didn't leave. “Its just silly, it can't be true… I'm not a seer. I hated divinations. It all seemed so real though, not like my normal dreams,” she sighed.

“What's not like your normal dreams?” I asked her as I arrived in the clearing.

“Huh?” Hermione looked around confused. “Oh, Harry, you're alright,” she exclaimed.

“Yes,” I agreed and sat down beside her. “But what's happened to you?” I inquired.

“Oh nothing really, I just felt like a walk, that's all,” she told me in an attempt to hide the truth, which she now realised wasn't true at all.

“You're a long way from the school you know. Maybe we should head back,” I suggested, playing along with her story.

Hermione shook her head. “I'd rather stay her.”

I nodded. “Alright then, do you want to tell me why you're all the way out here?”

“Oh, I don't know. I just had this strange dream. It's just silly I've no idea why I believed it. I guess it just seemed so real. Maybe we should go back to the school,” she said trying to change the subject.

“What was the dream like?” I asked her. I had a feeling I knew the answer already, and I had a reasonable idea of why it could've happened.

Hermione looked up at me. “Well it just seemed like it was all so real, kind of like it was happening right then, but like I said it must have just been a bad dream and I overreacted.”

“No it wasn't,” I told her. I was now sure he knew what had happened to her and what the dreams were really.

“What do you mean? Of course it was, your still here, aren't you?” she muttered and started crying again. I took her in my arms and held her. “I don't understand,” she sobbed. “How could this have happened?” she cried as she began to realise what I had been thinking all along. “It's real, isn't it? It's like what you went through last year isn't it? He's got to me too.”

I nodded, “Do you want to tell me about it?” I asked, knowing that it was important to talk about it.

Hermione lifted her head and wiped away her tears, “yes alright, but I don't know how to explain it.”

“Just start from the beginning of the `dream',” I told her.

“Okay, well it was all kind of strange really, I don't exactly know why it happened or how but it just kind of did. Anyway I went to sleep late last night after finishing off my homework from science. I always hated science at school I was so terrible at it.” I started laughing when she said that. “What?”

“Oh, sorry, it's just your so good at everything. It's funny that you think your bad at anything, let alone science given how good you are at potions,” I explained.

“I'm not good at everything. I can't fly like you can,” she retorted. “Anyway back to the story. I guess I was worried about you, and what would happen to you if Voldemort found out about the fact that you'd lost the protection of your parents, and well I guess I had this vision of you back at your parents place, well what remains of it, and well there were lots of deatheaters around and they…,” she burst into tears. “they… well um,”

“It's alright, I know. I was at Godric Hollows yesterday,” I told her as I put my arm around her.

“You were,” she asked as she looked up again, her face was so tear stained. I felt so sorry for her she shouldn't have to go through this too. “But then how come your still here?”

“They took the spirit I had from my parents. That's what would've appeared as though I'd died,” I explained. “I guess I kindda did. It felt so weird, like I had no emotions at all.”

“Oh right,” she said, as she wiped the tears from her eyes. “Um, Harry, I have to tell you something.” I nodded having a fair idea of what it was she wanted to say. “Harry, I love you. I mean as more than a friend. You've always been there for me, even though I was so mean to you, and what you've done for me now, thanks. It means so much to me,” she told me and waited for my response.

“Hermione, I love you too. I always have, though I didn't know it for a long time,” I told her and finally did what I'd wanted to do for so long. I kissed her. It was beautiful, much nicer then with Cho. It just felt so right.

As we broke away Hermione laughed “Well, I guess we should head back then.” I nodded and we went back to the bushes and picked up my broom and flew back to Muggle Hogwarts together.

***

“Hermione!” Ginny exclaimed. “Your alright we were so worried about you.” Hermione ran over to her and hugged her.

“Yes, I'm alright. Thanks to Harry. Thanks for looking out for me, all of you,” she told them and the four of us headed back into the school together.

The End

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