Summary: In a DADA class Hermione makes a simple mistake. But this mistake has BIG consequences. Hermione soon finds out that she is in a whole other world. A whole new place. In a Parallel universe. How is she going to get back to the life she knew? And how is Draco Malfoy going to help?
WARNING: This story might have a lot of people out of character, but that's because of the whole Parallel universe thing.
Disclaimer: I'm only going to do this once, so listen up. I am not J K Rowling. If you think I am, then get your head checked. Raise your hand if you see a point to these disclaimers! I mean, who honestly reads fanfic and thinks that it's Rowling's work? Just out of curiosity, I'm wondering.
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"Hermione, are you sure you're alright?"
"I'm fine Harry," Hermione answered as she sat at the Gryffindor table for breakfast one morning.
"You don't look fine," Ron pointed out, shoving some pancakes into his mouth.
"How much sleep did you get last night?" Harry asked.
"Tons..." Hermione said letting out a huge yawn.
"So under an hour then?"
"Well, I had to finish Snape's essay before class."
"We don't have Potions until after lunch and we have a free period before it. Hermione, you can't keep doing this to yourself. You're going to tire yourself out," Harry told Hermione with much concern.
"I just want to stay on top of things. After all, we have our NEWTs coming up. I'm fine, you guys. Honestly."
"Your elbow is in a bowl of gravy," Ron pointed out to Hermione with his fork.
"Oh...right," Hermione chuckled as she took her elbow out. "I'm going to go wash this up. I'll see you in..."
"DADA," Harry answered.
"Right."
Hermione then got up, grabbed her school bag and left the Great Hall, yawning on her way out. She walked to the closest bathroom and began to clean the gravy off her robes.
Afterwards, she leaned against the bathroom wall and closed her eyes. She was really tired. Hermione, after all, had stayed up until 6:30 AM before she even thought of climbing into bed and calling it a day.
She really wanted to be on top of things. She hated having homework. Well, unfinished homework anyway. So she could have saved Snape's essay until free period. But why do that? Getting it done put her on top of things.
Right?
Perhaps she would take a nap during free period. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea. Hermione let out a sigh and left the bathroom and headed towards her class, all the while walking like one would do if they were drunk.
"Whoa, Granger, didn't know you had it in you," said a voice from behind Hermione.
Hermione turned around to see that it was Malfoy. She let out a frustrated sigh.
"What do you want Malfoy?" she snapped at him.
"Oh, not very friendly," Malfoy sneered. "I'm just wondering why a mudblood like you is walking down the hallways drunk."
"I'm not drunk, Malfoy."
"Oh yeah, now I believe you," Malfoy said with every hint of sarcasm.
"Leave me alone Malfoy," Hermione glared at him.
"Nah, this is much more fun."
Hermione, who was very tired, very cranky, and was now late for class, was not in the mood for Malfoy's crap. In two seconds, she was two feet from him and her wand was pointed at his chest. She was just about to mutter a little hex when they were interrupted.
"Miss Granger," said a cold voice.
Damn, it was Snape.
"Miss Granger, just what is it you think you're doing?"
Hermione lowered her wand and let out a sigh. No use, it would be 50 points from Gryffindor for sure.
"60 points from Gryffindor."
60?
"50 for threatening Mr. Malfoy here and 10 for not answering my question. Now both of you, get to class."
Hermione pocketed her wand, turned on her heels, and walked to her DADA class. She entered the room with Malfoy right behind her.
"Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy, glad you could join us," the professor said. "Take a seat."
Hermione walked acrossed the room and took a seat next to Harry and Ron, while Malfoy walked over and sat next to some of his fellow Slytherins.
"You alright Hermione?" Ron whispered to Hermione.
"Fine," Hermione answered. "Just..." she let out a yawn "tired."
"Shouldn't have stayed up so late then," Harry told her.
"I plan on taking a nap for free period," Hermione told her friends.
"Good," Harry said "Because you look like the walking dead."
"Class," the professor began, "Today we will be working with Dark transporters."
"With what?" Malfoy shouted out.
"Dark transporters, Mr. Malfoy. They are used to transport your enemies."
Hermione let out a yawn.
"It would be best if you paid attention, Hermione," Harry said to her under his breath.
"Wha—? I am!"
"And what is it we're learning about?"
"We're learning about..." Hermione trailed off. Ok, so she wasn't listening and instead was thinking how nice it would be to be lying down on her own bed.
"Thought so," Harry said with a chuckle.
Hermione shook her head to get all thoughts of sleep out of her mind and then focused her eyes on the teacher.
"Dark transporters," he was saying, "if used correctly can get rid of your enemies by transporting them."
Well, that's a given, Hermione thought.
"It won't transport them far..."
How long is free period today?
"Usually only a few miles away..."
I hope it's long. I could use some sleep.
"But if not used correctly…" The professor began to pass out small, round objects out to everyone in the class. Hermione picked hers up and examined it while her mind was in another world. "You can end up transporting yourself. There are some cases where people have ended up in whole other worlds."
Maybe if I just closed my eyes a bit I could pay attention to this lesson.
"It's still not known how that happens..."
Hermione closed her eyes, letting out a sigh.
"Hermione, pay attention!" Ron hissed.
Startled, Hermione dropped the Dark transporter and fell from her seat. And then, next thing she knew, everything went black.
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Oh my head...
Hermione rolled over on the bed. Where was she?
Hermione opened her eyes only to be surrounded by white. She rolled onto her back and sat up taking in her surroundings. She was in the Hospital Wing.
What happened?
"Oh, good, you're up." It was Madam Pomphrey.
"Wha—?"
"It's nice to see you up Miss Granger," she said walking over to Hermione, though she didn't sound happy about it at all.
"Just let me see if you're ok." Pomphrey said, pulling out her wand.
Hermione didn't protest and Pomphrey gave her an odd look.
"How long have I been in here?" Hermione asked.
"Couple hours," Madam Pomphrey answered. "You missed lunch."
"Oh.."
"Well, you seem fine to me," Pomphrey said. "Everyone is in free period right now," she told Hermione. "You can leave now."
Hermione got out of bed. "Thanks, Madam Pomphrey."
Pomphrey looked startled by the gratitude, but said welcome anyway.
Now to find Harry and Ron. Hermione told herself as she walked down the deserted corridor. She glanced out one of the windows and saw many of her fellow students sitting by the black lake. And Harry and Ron! They were sitting under in a seat by the tree. Hermione smiled as she realized they were trying to do some last minute homework.
But the smile faded off her face when she saw Malfoy walking up to them.What did he want? Hermione decided that she would help her friends out and quickly walked to the front oak doors and then walked towards the lake. When she got there, Harry and Ron were just getting ready to leave.
"Harry! Ron!" Hermione called out to them.
The two turned to her and looked startled.
"What do you want, Granger?" Malfoy, who hadn't been standing too far from her friends, asked.
"Leave me alone, Malfoy!" Hermione said, glaring at him.
"How about you leave us alone," Ron said.
"What?"
"Granger, we don't need your crap right now. We have class to get to," Harry said.
What the heck is going on?
"Hey, what's going on here, love?" Hermione turned around to see Blaise Zabini walking towards her.
She could hear Harry, Ron and Malfoy groan.
"What?" Hermione said as Zabini made a move to put his arm around her waist, but she pulled away.
"You're not torturing these Gryffindorks without me, are you?" Zabini said, winking at Hermione.
"I...uh..."
"What do you two want?" Malfoy asked glaring at the Hermione and Zabini.
Why is Malfoy being rude to Zabini?
"Shut up, mudblood," Zabini said
"Hang on… What!?" One second he's trying to hold onto her the next he's calling her names?
Somewhere in the distance, the warning bell rang.
"Come on, Hermione," Zabini said, taking her hand.
What the bloody hell is going on?! Why is Zabini's hand in mine? Hermione let out a sigh Just go with it. Things will clear up.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked as Zabini pulled her to their next class.
"Potions, of course."
Potions! Oh, thank Merlin I finished my essay ahead of time.
"Listen love," Zabini said. "I would have seen you in the Hospital Wing, but I had that detention with McGonagall."
"It's fine..." Hermione said as she now walked down to the dungeons with Zabini.
"Good." Zabini said and he stopped walking. "You're the best girl." He said and he leaned in to give her a kiss.
Hermione leaned away.
"We're going to be late, Zab-Blaise."
"Course," he said, though he looked slightly hurt.
They entered the Potions room and saw the class like its usual self. Friends talking amongst friends while Snape was still in his office. Zabini pulled Hermione to the Slytherin side of the room. She glanced over to the Gryffindors and saw Harry and Ron happily chatting with Malfoy.
Something was not right.
The door banged open and Snape came into the room. "Settle down," he said, though there wasn't really a need because the class instantly went quiet as he entered.
"Today, we will be taking notes on the Wolvesbane potion."
Malfoy's hand went into the air "Sir," he said not waiting to be called on, "We took notes on the Wolvesbane potion last lesson."
"Mr. Malfoy, need I remind you who is in charge?"
"But sir—"
"Malfoy, I am the teacher and I believe it is me with the lesson plans, not you. Now, remain quiet or I'll have to take points off your house."
Wolvesbane potion? Hermione thought Hang on! Draco was right. The class had taken notes on the potion already. They were supposed to be making it now.
"Professor," Hermione said, "Malfoy's right. We're actually supposed to be making the potion ourselves now."
Snape looked at Hermione for a quick second and then walked behind his desk. He pulled out a clipboard and looked through some papers. "Seems you're right, Miss Granger."
Ha!
"My mistake," Snape said. "20 points to Slytherin. Thank you, Miss Granger."
Hermione beamed. She just won 20 points for her house. And it had been Snape to give the points.
Wait,
Slytherin!?
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A/N: Well, that's the first chapter. So what do you think? What do you think is going on? Well, I can't tell you. Well, I can, but I won't unless I get some reviews. You'll find out in the next couple of chapters.
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