ON the shore of a vast and land-locked harbor, with islands of which some are rugged, bold, and rocky, stands one of the young giant cities of the world. It is a city whose houses seem indeed to have been literally built on sand; a city climbing up the sides of sand-hills, overlooked and girt and crowned by sand-hills; a city the color of dust and ashes; a summerless, winterless city, where men and even women have no seasons of change in the substance of gar- ments; where you may wear furs if you like them in July or in December. Nature has given a monotony of climate to the region, and the young city has added its dusty monotony of color. Three days out of four a dull mist hangs over the city and over so much of the bay as seems to come within its shadow.
You write your name on the window, you disappear. There are places like this everywhere, places you enter as a young girl, from which you never return. Instead Hermione knows, with her first breath of flower-heavy air, that behind the bigger of the moss coloured boulders to her left, a child is curled up, arms wrapped tight around her knees.
The girl keeps up a steady stream of whimpers and exhalations. But at the same time she has the primal urge to run — to get as far away as muscles and magic will take her. Out of the corner of her eye something shifts in the tree line. Its owner is a girl of about ten, her sharp face framed by dark hair, having appeared without sound at her elbow and frowning thunderously at Hermione.
But instead of fur and teeth, Hermione feels only a curious push on her chest.
She looks down to see the girls small hand against the crimson of her party dress, only it seems to be melting right into her skin.
Professor McGonagall considers Hermione over her square glasses. They are sitting in her office at Hogwarts, and the late afternoon sun streams through an open window.
Hermione sips at her weak milky tea. It has a lovely calming taste. Everything in the wizarding world tastes richer and truer than its muggle counterpart. McGonagall also has a cup that sits half-empty and steaming in front of her.
Outside, Hermione can hear Quidditch practice in progress, even though this office faces the lake. Hermione smiles and leans back in her chair. She loves Hogwarts so much in this moment that it makes her eyes burn. Why was there a question of not returning?
It's McGonagall and there's no reason to lie. His eye swirls wildly in its socket and she feels her stomach turn, as the familiar noises of Hogwarts fade and- Hermione sits up, almost falling off her narrow cot in the process. For a moment she grapples with disorientation because this room too is suffused with afternoon light.Three fairy tale sisters journey through the winter forest and down the River Rashingor into the world of men--and beyond.
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