Reborn As A Squib In Harry potter

"This is Harry Potter," I said, introducing the boy beside me. "And he is also going to Hogwarts this year, alongside your daughter."

Both Grangers, young and old alike, jerked in surprise, shooting me curious and suspicious looks.

"How do you know that?" Dr. Granger demanded.

"I have contacts in the magical world, even if I do not live there myself," I told her, lying smoothly. "And Harry here is a friend of mine who lives with non-magical relatives. So your situations are similar. He only found out about magic recently as well."

"Are you a wizard?" Hermione asked eagerly, unable to contain her curiosity any more.

"I am not. I am what is known as a Squib. Non-magical person born to magical parents," I explained. "I can't use a wand, but I can use some magic and magical items."

I turned back to Doctor Granger. "I was hoping you could help out with Harry, since he'll also be going in the same year as your daughter."

"I suppose we could do that. And we have arranged to meet with one of the teachers this Saturday," she revealed after a moment. "We were going to be given a tour of Diagon Alley, and get our school supplies."

"Wonderful! You can take Harry with you," I said happily. "I'd also be happy to show you around as well."

"Why did you come to find us?" Dr. Granger inquired.

"I live with one foot in the magical world, and I can understand the confusion you might be going through right now," I said. "However, the main reason I came to you, is because Harry needs a friend. One who is his own age, and will be attending the same school. I can only do so much for him."

"How sure are you my daughter and him will be able to become friends?" Dr. Granger asked, while Hermione and Harry shared bashful looks with each other, embarrassed to hear themselves being talked about.

"Besides the fact that I know Harry here would love to? Well, let's ask Fate what she thinks, alright?" I asked slyly, taking out the velvet bag where I stored my rune bones and walked over to the nearby counter with all eyes on me.

"Will Harry Potter and Hermione Granger become friends?" I asked aloud as I shook some of the bones out onto the countertop. Four of them clattered out, and they danced and spun for a moment before falling still.

"Well, that's the most blatant answer I've seen so far," I muttered, staring at the rune bones and what they said. The symbols for friendship, strength, and longevity stared up at me, along with the symbol for certainty. It couldn't have been more obvious if they'd spelled out the words 'YES' in front of me.

"What was that?" Hermione asked excitedly, rushing over to look at the carved bones. "Are those dice? What did you do?"

"I was attempting to divine the future," I explained. "Those dice as carved with runes that are supposed to resonate with my magic and reveal a glimpse of the future. Never gotten a fortune so clear and obvious before, though."

"Fortune telling is real?" Dr. Granger asked, surprised.

"In some cases, yes. Most people you meet who claim to know the future are going to be hacks," I informed her. "Even for magicals, it's a rare gift. One I've spent years cultivating."

"I see," the dentist murmured, clearly still skeptical, but willing to give me the benefit of the doubt. "Hermione, do you want to take Harry and go talk somewhere quiet? Mr. Rose and I need to discuss a few things."

"Okay, mom," Hermione said with a nod. She then grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him off, the poor boy blushing at the contact.

That left me alone with the good doctor, and I smiled. "Cute kid," I said.

"Yes, she is smart and adorable all rolled into one package," Dr. Granger said proudly. She then shot me a frown. "What's the real reason you came here?"

"I told the truth," I said. "I wanted Harry to make a friend. He needs them. And so does your daughter, if I'm seeing things correctly."

"There's more to it than that, though," she said, narrowing her eyes at me. I simply nodded.

"Yes. It can wait, though. Harry – and now Hermione – are more important. And there are things you need to know about the magical world that you likely haven't been told."

"The teacher who showed up to speak with us gave us a brief overview," she replied. "We spoke for an hour about Hogwarts and the magical world."

"An hour wouldn't be enough time at all to cover the stuff you needed to know," I said firmly. "Let me elaborate on some things that were likely glossed over."

I didn't have much time to do so, only half an hour before her next patient, but I made sure to stress how divided and backwards the magical world would be. I didn't sugarcoat it, and did what I could to prepare her for the culture shock.

"I think this conversation would be best finished over dinner," she said when our time was up, the doctor's head clearly spinning from information overload.

"Harry and I have nothing else to do today," I claimed.

"My husband and I get off at four this afternoon," she said, scribbling an address onto a notepad which she then handed to me. "Meet us at five?"

"Can do. That lets me do some stuff with Harry before then," I said with a nod.

I bid the dentist farewell and left the room, rescued Harry from Hermione, and made an appointment for Harry to have his teeth examined before school started.

"So, what did you think?" I asked Harry as we left.

"She was very… forceful," Harry replied, looking like he'd just escaped a hurricane.

"But was she nice?"

"Yes," he admitted after a moment.

"Great! Now, we're going to Diagon Alley for some shopping," I said. "I wasn't planning on it originally, but I think it's best if we grab some supplies before your 'official' trip there. Not much, just a couple things you are going to need. And after a nice dinner out somewhere, I'll take you back to the Dursleys. I need to have a 'chat' with them, anyways."

Harry swallowed nervously at how ominous I'd made that sound, but nodded in agreement.

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