Granger had been a splinter in his side, forcing him to question everything he knew about muggleborns. How could a witch, new to magic at the age of eleven, best him in  every subject. He had spent so many summers getting ahead in his readings and running quidditch drills with the hope that one day he could be Head Boy and captain of the quidditch team. Those dreams were quickly thrown out when he realised his childhood had ended at fifteen. 