Her Granny Granger once told her that she had a "bit of Darkness" in her when she was just a child. Even before she knew that she was a witch or that those beings even existed, Hermione felt different. When she entered Hogwarts and began to learn magic amongst all of the noble, foolish Gryffindors, she thought maybe she was different from them because of the accident of her birth. Muggle-borns weren't as common as everyone was led to believe. There were only three in her entire year and it was long-rumored that Dean Thomas was the son of a wizard who disappeared during the first war. Some were even convinced he was the product of a secret, scandalous affair Kingsley Shacklebolt had with a Muggle in his younger years. Their eyes were apparently similar. Halfbloods were common enough. Of course, anyone who couldn't prove their Pureblood magical lineage back at least ten generations was lumped into the largest group of witches and wizards. There was no shame in being a Halfblood, not really. Only the elitists in the "very best" of the Sacred Twenty-Eight families looked down on the Halfbloods. Even Professor Albus Dumbledore was considered a Halfblood thanks to his Muggle-born mother and he'd certainly done all right for himself up until the moment he was murdered. There certainly were plenty of people who didn't dare claim he was somehow less of a wizard because he didn't have so-called "pure" blood.