Who were they, really?
Hermione had been sitting in the library one stormy day in her 3rd year, reading a muggle book called Sherlock Holmes, she was so into it, that she was already on the 4th book. Then, she became curious about something. So she ran to Professor Lupin's office, and asked him a favor.
"Professor, may I see the records of students in the 1800's?" she asked, panting wildly.
"Of course, Ms. Granger, but, may I ask why?" he asked, not really curious, as he already knew why she asked.
At this, of course, Hermione needed an excuse. If she told him the truth, he would laugh. So, she just made something up.
"Oh, just research, I was wondering something" she said, sighing with relief as she knew it was partly true.
At this, Professor Lupin said nothing, he merely just grabbed his bag, and walked out the door, Hermione following closely behind.
They soon reached a door that Hermione had never seen. What did it lead to?
"Floral Royal" said a very embarrassed Lupin as the door opened.
Hermione snorted. This caused Lupin to shoot her a dirty look. She shut up immediately.
They both walked in, and Hermione looked around in awe. There were so many books! They looked like photo albums, reading books, old books, and more! She felt like she was in heaven. But, she had work to do.
"Ok, Hermione, this is the records room, can you handle yourself alone, while making sure no one notices you're in here?" Lupin said, looking in a hurry.
Hermione nodded, and Lupin left.
Hermione looked around. It looked as though it was sorted by every ten years. This should be easy.
She looked and looked, no sign of any name she was looking for. Then, she saw one book, it looked old and dusty. The spine was cracked, and the gold lettering was faded. But she could see what it said.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: List of Students between the years 1871 and 1878"
"This could be it!" thought a very excited Hermione.
She looked in Hufflepuff's house first, no name. Then, she looked in Ravenclaw's, what she found, was just the start of it. It stated the names of John H. Watson, and Micra Morstan, the sister of Mary Morstan. She was grinning madly. Then, she flipped the page, to find Sherlock Holmes' name written there. She yelped with glee. She then flipped to Gryffindor's pages, only to find Mary Morstan's name, there was no one else there. Her eyes widened then. Lastly, she turned to the pages of Slytherin. What she found, made her scream, she immediately slapped her hand on her mouth, and read the name out loud.
She put the book in her bag, and ran out the door, her heart racing with excitement.