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Who Would Have Thought

Chapter 1

It was three o'clock in the morning when Hermione woke up form her nightmare, if you would call it that.

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Hermione was about to start her 7th and final year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where she had been one of the smartest witches to grace Hogwarts presents. She had been a major bookworm that no one except her best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, would even give half a glance to. She was not one of the normal girls at that age, always gossiping and flirting with cute boys, but something was going to be different about this year. She was about to go against everything she had been so against, ever since the day she had meet Lavender and Parvati, the two most gossipy and boy crazy girls at Hogwarts. Because Hermione had always been one of the people that would tell you that school is for 'learning not flirting.'

In the summer before 6th year however she had been dragged to France to stay with her gossiping, flirty cousin at her aunt and uncle's house while her parents went on a vacation for their 20th anniversary. While she was there she was basically forced to do all that girly stuff because she was a 'good girl' and did whatever her parents told her to do, and in this case it was to 'have fun with her cousin and do what she wanted to do.' Well needless to say her cousin wanted to go shopping, out to the movies, hang out with friends and flirt with every boy she saw.

The only problem was that her cousin, to put it nicely, was embarrassed of how Hermione looked and didn't want to take her anywhere. So her cousin decided that one beautiful July morning that Hermione Granger was going to leave her 'geeky' self behind. So the next thing she knew she had been transferred into a girl, and a very nice looking girl to put it at that.

Then in her 6th year she was finally noticed by the opposite sex, hey she even went out with a few of them but she remained devoted to her books. She hung out with Lavender and Parvati for a while and flirted with guys but she never found anyone that was really worth her time so she finally went back to the old Hermione. The only difference was that she looked good while she studied and got her high marks.

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That is how we come to the story itself and her 'nightmare.' About a week or two before school started she got a letter that she would get to be one of the few lucky students that got to go on a special 'trip' from Dumbledore. That trip, as he explained, would be almost like 'a muggle students, foreign exchange student.' The only difference was that she was going back in time. She would be going back 50 years or so and would do all her work there and then come back the last week of school and graduate.

She of course took this chance of going back in time, because it would be in her words, 'a great learning opportunity,' little did she know the most feared wizard in the world would be in her year.

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When she finally woke up from her nightmare - her second that night, both were about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named - she ran downstairs in a much better mood. It was her last day at home that summer, before she left to spend the last week of summer at The Burrow (aka the Weasley's house). This had become a ritual of sort for the trio.

She finished her breakfast at record speeds and ran back up stairs to finish packing all the things she would need for the rest of the summer and that year at school. It would not be very much more than some clothes for while she was at the Weasley's and some books for extra reading. Considering that Dumbledore would be supplying some of the books that they used back then and one pair of clothes that would match those that they wore 50 years ago. These of course would only work until she had time to buy some clothes that would be more her size and style.

It was about noon that very same day when she forgot to reply to Dumbledore telling him if she would be interested in going or not, which of course she would. She quickly wrote two notes, one telling Dumbledore of her decision to go, and one telling Ron that she would be there about 1 o'clock tomorrow. At that point her heart was racing, she was so excited about going to the past. She had always wanted to go ever since she heard about it in her 5th year, but it was also limited to those students who had high grades, so since that point she has been striving for even higher grades than what she already had.

When she finally came out of her trail of thoughts she looked over at the clock and realized what time it was and took a shower and got ready to go to bed. She sat in bed that night thinking for the first time about all the things that could go wrong, like if she goes back too far or not far enough. If she doesn't have anyone to talk to and doesn't understand the work that they are doing. All these things were running through her head when she finally fell into a dreamless sleep.

She awoke the next morning at 12:30 to the sound of her mother yelling that if she doesn't hurry she is going to be late to Ron's house. She got out of bed running around the room trying to gather all her bags and last minute things, all the time scolding herself for not setting the alarm clock. She finally got everything together and made her way to her last week at the Burrow.

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Finally she felt like she was at home, 3 whole months at home and she was never really comfortable. Now that she had arrived at the Burrow and heard the constant supply of noise, she felt complete. When she got inside and saw every one she was greeted with a ton of arms coming at her from all different directions. All the Weasley's except a certain 7th year Weasley and the Boy-Who-Lived; who were waiting for her with her things that they had already brought upstairs for her.

When she entered the room she was once again bombarded with arms, but this time only two sets which were each given to her separately, so each boy could give her a hug. She was then approached with a question that she didn't figure would be asked by two boys of whom she had know most of her life.

"Hermione, why is it that you don't have any schoolbooks with you?" a certain red head asked.

"Yeah and why do you only have one set of really ugly school robes?" asked Harry.

"Harry Potter and Ron Weasley! Have you two been going through my things? Cause I know that my two best friends would NEVER even think about doing such a thing!" Hermione replied.

"Well you see what it is...we were just going to put them back but...we just couldn't help it...your trunk was a lot lighter this year...we were only curious" the two teenagers stuttered.

"Yeah well you know I think I am going to have to do some looking around myself since I am only 'curious.'" Hermione said before she was yelled at.

"NO!" the boys yelled in unison.

"Well, well, well, do Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley have some things that should not be known about up here?" Hermione asked in a very McGonagall type tone.

"No," stated Harry, "we have nothing like that, we just don't want you going through our stuff." Little did Harry know what he had gotten himself into.

"Oh really," said Hermione quite calmly, "THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU TWO GO THROUGH MY..." But she never got to finish, because lucky for the two boys, Mrs. Weasley called them down to lunch right before she could finish.

At lunch Hermione was having a much better time than she was having earlier that afternoon. She really wasn't angry with the two, she was angrier about what Harry had said, but Harry was never really one of those who thought before they spoke.

"So Hermione," Mr. Weasley started into conversation, "around the Ministry word is that you have been accepted to go to the past for the year. You must be very excited."

"WHAT?" Harry and Ron started up again, "You never told us that you were going to be gone the whole school year. We have NEWT's this year, what are we going to do without you."

"Now seriously you two, I think that you can handle one year without me, and anyway NEWT's are supposed to tell what YOU know, not what I can cram in your heads at the last minute!" Hermione said.

"Oh come on Herm," Ron said, "you know that we don't use your answers we just get you to HELP us and remind us to study."

"You know what, I'm not going to even going to respond to that, cause I honestly don't think I can say anything nice about that." Hermione stated, surpassing the urge to laugh.

"Well that may be true," said Harry, being completely serious. "But we really are going to miss you."

"Thank you Harry, but you all know that I have really wanted to do this, and believe you me I would love to take you with me, considering I am not going to know anyone." Said Hermione, finally realizing exactly what this was going to consist of.

"Who wants more sandwiches?" asked Mrs. Weasley, trying to change the subject since Hermione was still not very sure what was going to happen when she left for the past.

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When she finally made her way up to her respectable room that night after a dinner full of question from Harry and Ron, that even Mrs. Weasley couldn't prevent them from asking, she was exhausted. Though as Hermione knew very well, sleep is the last thing you are going to get when there has been some interesting news at the Weasley's' house, even if it is almost 11 o'clock at night.

"Hermione!" came Ron's voice from down the hall traveling her way. "Hermione, I have to ask you a question."

"~Maybe if I lay here very quiet he will think I am asleep~" Or at least that is what she thought.

"I know that you don't really want to talk about you trip or whatever you want to call it," came Ron's voice as he through the door open. "But I was just wondering how far back you were going?"

"~Somehow he always finds the most inopportune times to ask really random and unimportant questions.~"

"I'm going back about 50 years or so, why?" came Hermione's tired voice from her bed.

"Oh well I was just sort of…50 YEARS, DO YOU KNOW WHO WAS AT HOGWARTS 50 YEARS AGO." Ron yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Ron please be quiet, some people might be trying to sleep believe it or not, and yes I do know who was at Hogwarts 50 years ago." Hermione stated quite bluntly.

"Well you do know that he is the most dangerous wizard in out world, right?" Ron continued.

"Yes, but do you know that 50 years ago he was also just a teenager like you and I are?" Hermione replied.

"Well I know," said Ron. "But you have always been like a sister to me, and I couldn't stand losing you."

"~So he really does have a caring side~" Hermione thought.

"Thank you Ron, I really do appreciate that." Hermione said. "And believe you me I will be very careful."

After Ron was assured that Hermione was going to be careful, he gave her a warm, brotherly hug and made his way up to his room.

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The rest of the week went by without very much chaos, or at least no more than what is normal in the Weasley household, that is until the legendary day of leaving for the Hogwarts train. That morning everything was crazy, people were running every which way, grabbing clothes, packing clothes, and yelling about not being able to find a certain article of clothes. Hermione on the other hand was almost going through shock, because in about 2 or 3 hours she would be going back 50 years to a place that she knows nothing about and knows no one. At that time however no one was going to let her freak out, there was too much going on.

They finally managed to leave the house only 20 minutes late instead of the normal 45 minutes. Most of the house however believed they did so because Hermione was always pestering everyone that they had to hurry, because she would not be late her last year of Hogwarts. So they were on their way to the train. All the while, horrible things that could go wrong were running though her head. Although, besides the normal crowd of people nothing went wrong and they made it to the train on time. They all waved good-bye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and were on their way to what would be the most amazing school year of Hermione's time at school.

To be continued

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