Blast to the Past
Disclaimer: The only things I own here are my ideas (duh!!!), the plot, and the characters that aren't featured in the books Ü no one else owns Harry Potter except J.K. Rowling! But it's okay to play with them... right? hehe Ü
Summary: An educational trip to the Ministry of Magic unintentionally sends Hermione into the Marauders' time. It's none of those Time Turner fics, okay??? Ü Features a lot of mayhem, hilarity and adventure!!! lol Ü
Chapter 1: Field Trip!
Hermione Granger walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast alone on the morning of the 2nd day of term. Hermione is a seventeen year old who makes head turn whenever she is present. Okay, so she wasn't like that before. Before, from 1st year to 5th year, she hardly fixed up. The only thing she fixed was her teeth in 4th year. Anyway, in the summer after 5th year, Hermione's mom was exasperated; she wanted a daughter who actually cared about her appearance! So she dragged Hermione to the salon to straighten her hair. Next, they shopped for a new wardrobe for her. Afterwards, Hermione's mom bought some makeup from Stila and Urban Decay and dumped them on Hermione. Then she bought teen magazines for Hermione so she would know how to apply makeup. Hermione protested against all of this, but her mom yelled, "HERMIONE GRANGER! IF YOU DO NOT DO AS I SAY, I WILL NOT LET YOU GO BACK TO HOGWARTS ANYMORE! AND YOU KNOW THAT I STICK TO MY WORD!" So Hermione had no choice but to fix up.
Hermione entered the Great Hall and slid into a seat saved by Harry. She noticed 3/4s of the male population of Hogwarts checking her out. She ignored them, reaching across the table for blueberry pancakes, which Ron, her best friend of 6 years who had red hair and baby blue eyes, gave to her readily. "Thanks Ron," Hermione said, getting some and now reaching for the hot chocolate, which Harry, her other best friend who had messy black hair and fresh-pickled-toad green eyes (lol Ü), poured into her mug.
"Hey, what's up with all the pampering?! I'm no baby!" Hermione asked.
"Well... we thought you might freak at the thought of your clothes getting dirty or something," Ron said worriedly.
Hermione laughed. "Hello, I didn't turn into Pansy, okay? I'm still Hermione Granger, your best friend!"
"Hmm, so it's okay with you if we stop doing our acts of chivalry?" Harry said, grinning.
"No! Sorry guys, but you got yourselves into this," Hermione said, grinning back.
Just then Dumbledore stood up at the High Table. The hall became silent. "Good morning to everyone! Now, you may be wondering why I didn't tell you this last night, but you will have a field trip." The Muggleborns and half- bloods were happy, but the purebloods were confused.
"FIELD TRIP? Does this mean we have to go to a field and work like... like... dirty Muggles who get milk from cows? This is slave stuff!" Draco Malfoy said.
"Ohmigosh, my manicure's gonna be so totally ruined! I agree with Draco, this is slave stuff!" Pansy Parkinson exclaimed.
Dumbledore chuckled. "Oh, I see some of you don't know what a field trip is. In other words, it is an educational trip," he said with a smile. He watched as some of the confused students suddenly understood before he continued. "Right then, your educational trips will last for a month. Oh, and you will be expected to write an essay about it, about... 10 feet?" Some of the students protested. "THAT IS WAY TOO LONG, PROFESSOR!!!" "Well, you will be staying there for a month," Dumbledore said calmly. "Oh... here are the class assignments. The 1st and 2nd years will go to Egypt to study the ancient wizards and witches there. Your chaperones will be Professors Snape and Sinistra." "Cool!" & "Groovy!" (lol Ü another lol moment for me Ü) was heard from the said group. Dumbledore smiled. "The 3rd and 4th years will go to Romania to study about dragons with Professor Flitwick and Hagrid. Don't worry, you won't get toasted, and you won't be doing a remake of the Triwizard Tournament," he added hastily as he saw the looks on their faces.
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"Man, why can't he hurry up and tell us where we're going?!" Ron said, halfway through his fried sausages and muffins. Hermione shot him a 'how- could-you-be-so-rude-to-Professor-Dumbledore?!' look, followed by a 'you- better-pay-attention' look.
Dumbledore continued. "The 5th and 6th years will go to Durmstrang to study the differences between Durmstrang and Hogwarts with Professors Moody and Sprout (yeah, I know she's only good for plants but deal Ü). By difference, I mean difference in culture. And lastly, the 7th years will be going to the Ministry of Magic with me and Professor McGonagall," his eyes resting on Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville. Harry, who was laughing his head off at a joke Seamus Finnigan said a while ago, stopped mid-laugh. His expression became stony. Hermione reached for his hand under the table and squeezed it reassuringly. Ron and Neville looked apprehensive. "Well, that is all... oh yes, you will all be leaving tonight after dinner- " "HOW ARE WE GONNA FREAKIN' PACK?! I MEAN, WE WON'T HAVE ANY TIME!!!" "so all classes are suspended for today." Cheers erupted from all tables. "That is all, thank you for listening. You may now continue eating." He now sat down.
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"A field trip! Why do you think they set up a field trip?" Hermione said excitedly. Ron mumbled something indistinct while eating more muffins, while Harry still retained the stony look. Hermione sighed, and, since she was done eating, rose up from the table and went out to the lake. She was sitting there, thinking when she heard a, "A 'field trip'? Did you Mudbloods devise this?" It was none other than Draco Malfoy. He's also seventeen. He was blonde, but it looked like he bleached his hair again and again. It suited him, however. Oh, and he had these steely gray eyes that were awesome to look at. Most of the female population at Hogwarts swooned whenever he was nearby, but Hermione couldn't care any less. To her, he was still the jerk who had terrorized her and her friends for six years.
"I'm sorry Malfoy, but no, we didn't plan any of that," Hermione said warily. "Um, I'm going to pack. See you." But before she could get up, Draco sat down beside her.
"Afraid of me, Mudblood?" he asked with a sneer, which Hermione noticed that for once the sneer didn't reach his eyes.
"No, it's just that I don't believe in wasting time on jerks." Hermione answered. And with that, she stood up and made her way to the castle, leaving Draco there, seething.
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Draco was muttering at the lakeside, saying, "Stupid Mudblood, just because she became Head Girl... nah, who am I kidding? I'm not actually mad at her... darn it!" 'Oh well, got to start packing,' he thought and got up too.
--
The day came and went. Soon, it was time for dinner. The students were quite nervous, yet excited and didn't eat much. Finally, the teachers got up and instructed the Head Boy and Girl (Draco and Hermione, who else?! Ü) and prefects to organize the groups. "First years over here!" "Hey, straighten your line, you pathetic twits!" "Malfoy!" "Sorry, Head Girl," Draco said, flashing her a smile. Hermione looked quite shocked. 'What?" he asked defensively. Hermione shook her head. "Nothing... First years!" she yelled.
Soon everyone was assembled at the Hogwarts grounds. Soon, the 1st and 2nd years' flying carriage (a la Beauxbatons) had arrived, and they left. Next were the dragons, which were tamed by Charlie Weasley and company. They helped the students get on, and flew away. (Cool.) Next, a ship came from the lake for the 5th and 6th years. After all that, Dumbledore said, "Well, we'd best be going now." He did the shrieks Hagrid did when calling thestrals. Harry saw lots of them arrive, and told Ron and Hermione. Dumbledore said, "Since there aren't that many of them, there will be two riders for each thestrals. Please leave your luggage, it will be delivered to the Ministry." Harry, Ron and Hermione rushed to the thestrals with the others, and Harry helped Ron and Hermione up before climbing onto his own. The Slytherins took their good time in going to the thestrals (Dumbledore had pointed out where they were located, but you know Slytherins... scowls), so they were out of thestrals.
--
Hermione was pleased that she had ridden a thestrals before; that meant she could anticipate what it was going to do and not be afraid. Her expression changed, when she felt someone clumsily climb up behind her. "What the hell are you doing here, Malfoy?" she said abruptly, eyebrow raised. "No more thestrals," he said simply. Harry and Ron were glaring at Draco, but for once, Draco ignored them. 'Who the hell are you and what have you done to Malfoy?!' Hermione thought. Soon, they heard Dumbledore speak. "Ministry of Magic, please." After a few seconds, they soared into the sky. Draco, riding on a thestral the first time, was taken by surprise and had to grab onto Hermione's waist to keep from falling.
"Jeez Malfoy, have you got a thing for me or what?" Hermione said sarcastically.
"I uh..." I... look, I should be puking right now! Grabbing onto a... a..."
"Stop right there, or I'll make you fall off and make it look like an accident," Hermione warned. Draco was glad he'd stopped there. He didn't want Hermione to know he'd lost the ability to call her a Mudblood. 'I've got it bad for her,' he thought despairingly.
They rode in silence for a while. Soon, Malfoy asked, "What job are you planning to have after school?" which led to a long conversation until they reached the Ministry of Magic, and neither had shot insults at the other. When they had landed, Draco got down first and helped Hermione off. "Um... thanks," Hermione said, smiling at him before joining Harry and Ron, who had Crabbe and Goyle riding with them. They weren't exactly light. (lol Ü) Needless to say, they were looking disgruntled but perked up as they saw Hermione.
--
Meanwhile, Draco was in a state of shock. She smiled at him. The smile was for him! And she opened up to him about some things. He was so pleased, he felt a grin spread over his face. A real grin.
--
"7th years, please follow me," Professor McGonagall said. "Here is the visitor's entrance," gesturing to the telephone booth. Most of the 7th years stared at it. 'Has the Ministry of Magic gone mad?! You'd think they'd choose a better looking entrance!' thought most of them. "Dial six two four four two, state your names and that you're here for the educational trip," she said. "Right, now divide yourselves into groups of six, because only six fit in it at one time." Harry, Ron and Hermione immediately stuck together, and they were followed by Neville, Seamus and Dean. The teachers made the assigned group leaders (in this case, Harry) line up. After a while the teachers were calling out,
"Parvati Patil's group!"
"Susan Bones' group!"
Finally,
"Harry Potter's group!"
They entered the telephone booth. Ron dialed the number. "Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas for the educational group," Harry said. They pinned on their badges. They were silent; Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville, because they were remembering the events of 5th year. Seamus and Dean had no one to talk to so they were also silent.
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Here you go!!! Ü My first chapter... Feel free to review!!! Oh yeah, um... I really don't know who Hermione should be paired up with in this fanfic. Who do you want?
This is my second fanfic... my first fanfic still needs to be typed... I'm thinking of paying someone to do the job! lol Ü
And oh yeah, for some odd reason, I kind of like Hermione Legolas fics Ü hehe... so if you know any, please let me know Ü thanks!!!
Ü rochena Ü
Disclaimer: The only things I own here are my ideas (duh!!!), the plot, and the characters that aren't featured in the books Ü no one else owns Harry Potter except J.K. Rowling! But it's okay to play with them... right? hehe Ü
Summary: An educational trip to the Ministry of Magic unintentionally sends Hermione into the Marauders' time. It's none of those Time Turner fics, okay??? Ü Features a lot of mayhem, hilarity and adventure!!! lol Ü
Chapter 1: Field Trip!
Hermione Granger walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast alone on the morning of the 2nd day of term. Hermione is a seventeen year old who makes head turn whenever she is present. Okay, so she wasn't like that before. Before, from 1st year to 5th year, she hardly fixed up. The only thing she fixed was her teeth in 4th year. Anyway, in the summer after 5th year, Hermione's mom was exasperated; she wanted a daughter who actually cared about her appearance! So she dragged Hermione to the salon to straighten her hair. Next, they shopped for a new wardrobe for her. Afterwards, Hermione's mom bought some makeup from Stila and Urban Decay and dumped them on Hermione. Then she bought teen magazines for Hermione so she would know how to apply makeup. Hermione protested against all of this, but her mom yelled, "HERMIONE GRANGER! IF YOU DO NOT DO AS I SAY, I WILL NOT LET YOU GO BACK TO HOGWARTS ANYMORE! AND YOU KNOW THAT I STICK TO MY WORD!" So Hermione had no choice but to fix up.
Hermione entered the Great Hall and slid into a seat saved by Harry. She noticed 3/4s of the male population of Hogwarts checking her out. She ignored them, reaching across the table for blueberry pancakes, which Ron, her best friend of 6 years who had red hair and baby blue eyes, gave to her readily. "Thanks Ron," Hermione said, getting some and now reaching for the hot chocolate, which Harry, her other best friend who had messy black hair and fresh-pickled-toad green eyes (lol Ü), poured into her mug.
"Hey, what's up with all the pampering?! I'm no baby!" Hermione asked.
"Well... we thought you might freak at the thought of your clothes getting dirty or something," Ron said worriedly.
Hermione laughed. "Hello, I didn't turn into Pansy, okay? I'm still Hermione Granger, your best friend!"
"Hmm, so it's okay with you if we stop doing our acts of chivalry?" Harry said, grinning.
"No! Sorry guys, but you got yourselves into this," Hermione said, grinning back.
Just then Dumbledore stood up at the High Table. The hall became silent. "Good morning to everyone! Now, you may be wondering why I didn't tell you this last night, but you will have a field trip." The Muggleborns and half- bloods were happy, but the purebloods were confused.
"FIELD TRIP? Does this mean we have to go to a field and work like... like... dirty Muggles who get milk from cows? This is slave stuff!" Draco Malfoy said.
"Ohmigosh, my manicure's gonna be so totally ruined! I agree with Draco, this is slave stuff!" Pansy Parkinson exclaimed.
Dumbledore chuckled. "Oh, I see some of you don't know what a field trip is. In other words, it is an educational trip," he said with a smile. He watched as some of the confused students suddenly understood before he continued. "Right then, your educational trips will last for a month. Oh, and you will be expected to write an essay about it, about... 10 feet?" Some of the students protested. "THAT IS WAY TOO LONG, PROFESSOR!!!" "Well, you will be staying there for a month," Dumbledore said calmly. "Oh... here are the class assignments. The 1st and 2nd years will go to Egypt to study the ancient wizards and witches there. Your chaperones will be Professors Snape and Sinistra." "Cool!" & "Groovy!" (lol Ü another lol moment for me Ü) was heard from the said group. Dumbledore smiled. "The 3rd and 4th years will go to Romania to study about dragons with Professor Flitwick and Hagrid. Don't worry, you won't get toasted, and you won't be doing a remake of the Triwizard Tournament," he added hastily as he saw the looks on their faces.
--
"Man, why can't he hurry up and tell us where we're going?!" Ron said, halfway through his fried sausages and muffins. Hermione shot him a 'how- could-you-be-so-rude-to-Professor-Dumbledore?!' look, followed by a 'you- better-pay-attention' look.
Dumbledore continued. "The 5th and 6th years will go to Durmstrang to study the differences between Durmstrang and Hogwarts with Professors Moody and Sprout (yeah, I know she's only good for plants but deal Ü). By difference, I mean difference in culture. And lastly, the 7th years will be going to the Ministry of Magic with me and Professor McGonagall," his eyes resting on Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville. Harry, who was laughing his head off at a joke Seamus Finnigan said a while ago, stopped mid-laugh. His expression became stony. Hermione reached for his hand under the table and squeezed it reassuringly. Ron and Neville looked apprehensive. "Well, that is all... oh yes, you will all be leaving tonight after dinner- " "HOW ARE WE GONNA FREAKIN' PACK?! I MEAN, WE WON'T HAVE ANY TIME!!!" "so all classes are suspended for today." Cheers erupted from all tables. "That is all, thank you for listening. You may now continue eating." He now sat down.
--
"A field trip! Why do you think they set up a field trip?" Hermione said excitedly. Ron mumbled something indistinct while eating more muffins, while Harry still retained the stony look. Hermione sighed, and, since she was done eating, rose up from the table and went out to the lake. She was sitting there, thinking when she heard a, "A 'field trip'? Did you Mudbloods devise this?" It was none other than Draco Malfoy. He's also seventeen. He was blonde, but it looked like he bleached his hair again and again. It suited him, however. Oh, and he had these steely gray eyes that were awesome to look at. Most of the female population at Hogwarts swooned whenever he was nearby, but Hermione couldn't care any less. To her, he was still the jerk who had terrorized her and her friends for six years.
"I'm sorry Malfoy, but no, we didn't plan any of that," Hermione said warily. "Um, I'm going to pack. See you." But before she could get up, Draco sat down beside her.
"Afraid of me, Mudblood?" he asked with a sneer, which Hermione noticed that for once the sneer didn't reach his eyes.
"No, it's just that I don't believe in wasting time on jerks." Hermione answered. And with that, she stood up and made her way to the castle, leaving Draco there, seething.
--
Draco was muttering at the lakeside, saying, "Stupid Mudblood, just because she became Head Girl... nah, who am I kidding? I'm not actually mad at her... darn it!" 'Oh well, got to start packing,' he thought and got up too.
--
The day came and went. Soon, it was time for dinner. The students were quite nervous, yet excited and didn't eat much. Finally, the teachers got up and instructed the Head Boy and Girl (Draco and Hermione, who else?! Ü) and prefects to organize the groups. "First years over here!" "Hey, straighten your line, you pathetic twits!" "Malfoy!" "Sorry, Head Girl," Draco said, flashing her a smile. Hermione looked quite shocked. 'What?" he asked defensively. Hermione shook her head. "Nothing... First years!" she yelled.
Soon everyone was assembled at the Hogwarts grounds. Soon, the 1st and 2nd years' flying carriage (a la Beauxbatons) had arrived, and they left. Next were the dragons, which were tamed by Charlie Weasley and company. They helped the students get on, and flew away. (Cool.) Next, a ship came from the lake for the 5th and 6th years. After all that, Dumbledore said, "Well, we'd best be going now." He did the shrieks Hagrid did when calling thestrals. Harry saw lots of them arrive, and told Ron and Hermione. Dumbledore said, "Since there aren't that many of them, there will be two riders for each thestrals. Please leave your luggage, it will be delivered to the Ministry." Harry, Ron and Hermione rushed to the thestrals with the others, and Harry helped Ron and Hermione up before climbing onto his own. The Slytherins took their good time in going to the thestrals (Dumbledore had pointed out where they were located, but you know Slytherins... scowls), so they were out of thestrals.
--
Hermione was pleased that she had ridden a thestrals before; that meant she could anticipate what it was going to do and not be afraid. Her expression changed, when she felt someone clumsily climb up behind her. "What the hell are you doing here, Malfoy?" she said abruptly, eyebrow raised. "No more thestrals," he said simply. Harry and Ron were glaring at Draco, but for once, Draco ignored them. 'Who the hell are you and what have you done to Malfoy?!' Hermione thought. Soon, they heard Dumbledore speak. "Ministry of Magic, please." After a few seconds, they soared into the sky. Draco, riding on a thestral the first time, was taken by surprise and had to grab onto Hermione's waist to keep from falling.
"Jeez Malfoy, have you got a thing for me or what?" Hermione said sarcastically.
"I uh..." I... look, I should be puking right now! Grabbing onto a... a..."
"Stop right there, or I'll make you fall off and make it look like an accident," Hermione warned. Draco was glad he'd stopped there. He didn't want Hermione to know he'd lost the ability to call her a Mudblood. 'I've got it bad for her,' he thought despairingly.
They rode in silence for a while. Soon, Malfoy asked, "What job are you planning to have after school?" which led to a long conversation until they reached the Ministry of Magic, and neither had shot insults at the other. When they had landed, Draco got down first and helped Hermione off. "Um... thanks," Hermione said, smiling at him before joining Harry and Ron, who had Crabbe and Goyle riding with them. They weren't exactly light. (lol Ü) Needless to say, they were looking disgruntled but perked up as they saw Hermione.
--
Meanwhile, Draco was in a state of shock. She smiled at him. The smile was for him! And she opened up to him about some things. He was so pleased, he felt a grin spread over his face. A real grin.
--
"7th years, please follow me," Professor McGonagall said. "Here is the visitor's entrance," gesturing to the telephone booth. Most of the 7th years stared at it. 'Has the Ministry of Magic gone mad?! You'd think they'd choose a better looking entrance!' thought most of them. "Dial six two four four two, state your names and that you're here for the educational trip," she said. "Right, now divide yourselves into groups of six, because only six fit in it at one time." Harry, Ron and Hermione immediately stuck together, and they were followed by Neville, Seamus and Dean. The teachers made the assigned group leaders (in this case, Harry) line up. After a while the teachers were calling out,
"Parvati Patil's group!"
"Susan Bones' group!"
Finally,
"Harry Potter's group!"
They entered the telephone booth. Ron dialed the number. "Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas for the educational group," Harry said. They pinned on their badges. They were silent; Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville, because they were remembering the events of 5th year. Seamus and Dean had no one to talk to so they were also silent.
--
Here you go!!! Ü My first chapter... Feel free to review!!! Oh yeah, um... I really don't know who Hermione should be paired up with in this fanfic. Who do you want?
This is my second fanfic... my first fanfic still needs to be typed... I'm thinking of paying someone to do the job! lol Ü
And oh yeah, for some odd reason, I kind of like Hermione Legolas fics Ü hehe... so if you know any, please let me know Ü thanks!!!
Ü rochena Ü
