Jean saw their daughter try to to adjust her skirt and she knew that Hermione, who very early on clearly felt a bit exposed wearing a skirt, would have to get used to it. However, what really stood out to her husband and her was their daughter's high intellect. Granted, it was an advantage that being born in September she was months older than most students in her year, but that didn't explain her already good speech patterns and the fact that she already knew half the alphabet and started serious reading attempts.
Ever since then Hermione was fascinated with books. It caused her parents some concern, since they had noticed that Hermione's interactions with the children in their neighborhood had become quite a bit rarer in the months previous to starting school. Hopefully, being in a school environment would reverse this concerning trend, as they had no wish for their daughter to isolate herself socially.
Nearing the school, Hermione saw other parents escorting their children to the school doors.
"Now, don't be intimidated. See, there are teachers right after the doors who'll guide you where you need to go," Mr. Granger told Hermione, pointing out the two teachers next to the doors.
After one more hug from them, Hermione entered the school.
"I hope she fits in. The previous months were alarming and you know what they say about gifted children and social interaction," Mrs. Granger worried.
"I know. When I asked her why she wasn't outside a few weeks ago, she told me the books are simply so fascinating, even though she only knew a third of the letters of the alphabet by that point. I don't know what to make of that," Mr. Granger replied, being concerned.
A bit later, Hermione was nervous.
She remembered everything her parents had told her, but now sitting in a classroom, even if it only was for being told how things would go, was a completely new experience. She frowned a little after the teacher was done when seeing the other children already building small clusters while excitedly talking to each other. No one had attempted to do that with her. On the other hand, perhaps that was due to her not approaching anyone on her own accord?
Perhaps she should try to approach some of the other girls?
She didn't realize it, but deep inside she felt insecure. The easiness with which she had interacted with other children had been lost over the past year and she now was wondering how to go at it. Being smart also had the disadvantage, that you tended to overthink things instead of trusting your gut feeling and take the initiative.
She however would learn about that fact rather fast, much to her displeasure.
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Sitting at home, Harry was trying to concentrate on the book in front of him, trying to read it faster. Despite the school year being over, Harry was a bit unsatisfied how well others in class were learning to read. So he wanted to try improving a bit by using the training books during summer break between school years. He didn't want to fall behind.
Truth to be told, school mostly was good.
Harry had not expected to like it that much, but he was positively surprised. However, there was one big 'but' in the whole thing. While most of the other students were friendly enough with him, he did not have any close friends, and the reason for that was Dudley. Clearly, Dudley decided that the best way for himself to enjoy the day was to make Harry's day miserable. Understandably, no one else wanted to get too friendly with Harry with such a threat looming.
Dudley was tolerable in class, where he was on his own and limited in his antics, but to Harry's bad luck, Dudley had made some friends in school. Piers, Dennis, Malcolm and Gordon were all like Dudley, big and stupid, but as Dudley was the biggest and stupidest of the lot, he was the leader. Thankfully, they also were cowards and didn't dare to do anything if a teacher was near by. Thus Harry quickly developed ways to be left alone by them during recess.
However, even at this young age, Harry knew sooner or later his luck would run out. He'd seen Dudley and his friends bullying other students when they were sure no one was watching, and knew the day would come they would catch him as well.
Dudley is really fat. I don't want to imagine him sitting on me. The thought alone was a nightmare for Harry, having seeing Dudley's chair in class strain under the weight put onto it.
"Stupid fatty," Harry grumbled. After all, Dudley was the only one in class still having trouble with the letters of the alphabet.
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