Hey everyone! This is my fourth fanfic and I hope that I will be able to complete this one but it may take a while. Just so you know, in this story Dumbledore is alive and everything's the same at Hogwarts. It is a time-fic but not until about chapter 3 or 4. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading it! By the way, once I'm done with it, the complete version should have about 40, 50 maybe 60 chapters. I'd better get writing! Enjoy!

A young girl of about eighteen, found herself walking towards a forest in the dead of night, trying to fight the tiredness that was slowly taking over her. She winced slightly as she felt a branch hit her leg; she was currently covered with cuts and bruises from her earlier happenings. The girl in question was fairly tall, around 5'6' with mid-length brown hair and chestnut eyes. She also had a slim figure. She carried on walking until she found a cave that was big enough to fit in and to cover so she wouldn't be seen. She laid down on her back and closed her eyes. Thoughts back to the earlier events of the day filled her mind and she soon felt tears freely fall down her cheeks and onto the rough ground. She was scared, terrified, filled with dread. She wanted it all to go away. She wanted someone to find her and take her away to a safe place where she wouldn't be threatened, where she wouldn't feel isolated. But, no matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard she wanted that to happen she knew it wasn't going to. She wanted to turn back time and start over; she didn't need the truth. But she knew that the truth would now haunt her forever until it could be mended.

She tried to sleep that night but her mind was plagued with images and memories; horrific ones that you would normally only see in your nightmares but she had seen them in the real world, in front of her own eyes. The real world? There was no real world. The real world to her had vanished in a matter of seconds along with all her hope for her life. She was left with no family, no one to care and love her, no faith or hope for anything that might come her way and this was all because of the events that had happened earlier during the day, during the previous weeks and months that had gone by so quickly. She almost screamed as the pain in her leg suddenly came back. She knew that if she didn't fix it quickly she could die but what was the point of living if she had nothing to live for? She decided to get up and try to find help and if she couldn't, she could fall in the woods. She walked for hours and hours but seemed to be getting nowhere. She fell to the ground, feeling helpless and weak. She closed her eyes and took, what she thought to be, her final breath. However, what she didn't expect was someone to find her in the middle of the woods and then take her back to their cottage.

As the young girl awoke, she could hear things going on around her; the sound of a kettle boiling, the smell of freshly made bread sweeping to her nose from the kitchen. It was fantastic. But she still had no idea as to how she got to where she was nor did she know as to why she was there. Fortunately, this was all to be answered soon enough.

She opened her eyes and was greeted with bright colours surrounding her and the smile on a woman's face as she brought in some breakfast.

"Why hello there my dear. I made you some breakfast. I hope its enough. Do feel free to ask for more; we have enough to feed an army!" the woman smiled cheerily at the girl. She appeared to be in her mid-thirties. She had a slim figure, warm honey brown eyes and a friendly smile. As she stood the girl could see she wasn't very tall nor was she very small; she was about average.

"Now, you eat up and I think we'll have a little talk afterwards. I have someone here who wishes to talk to you. I called him in myself but I think that he will be very helpful to you. However, for now, eat up." And with that she left the room.

The girl watched as she left and sighed loudly. She appreciated being brought into such a lovely home and being provided with food and drink but the last thing she wanted right now, was to answer lots of questions. She poked at her fried egg for a bit before finally cutting a slice off and eating it. Soon enough, the entire plate was empty, shortly followed by the contents of the mug. She laid back and let her stomach digest what she had just eaten.

After what seemed like hours, the woman came back in and took away the tray whilst muttering something incoherent to herself. As quickly as she left, she returned with someone, a man who seemed to be in his late thirties following her. He looked vaguely familiar to her.

"Sweetheart, this is Professor Dumbledore from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Now I know you're wondering how I knew you were a witch; I saw your wand. I'm a squib by the way dear and my name is Elaine. Call me Ellie for short. Well, I'll leave you two to it then." She left the two sitting alone in silence for a while before Professor Dumbledore spoke up.

"I know who you are and I know I look as though I've drunk an aging potion which is what I have done to disguise myself on my way here. Let me remove it quickly." He waved his wand over him and he turned back into the Professor Dumbledore she knew; tall, wise looking, around one hundred and fifty years old. Yes this was the Professor Dumbledore she remembered.

"I'm now going to remove the spells you have placed on yourself. I'm sorry but I have to. You cannot hide from the truth forever." He waved his wand once more and the girl felt herself change dramatically. She felt herself change on the outside but on the inside she was still the same person and no amount of spells was going to change that. Her once dull brown hair had now turned a deep chestnut with natural blonde highlights; her eyes had changed from a muddy colour to a shocking sapphire blue. Her body thinned a bit at the waist and her bust expanded more than she thought possible. She also felt herself age a few years. Once she felt her transformation finish, she relaxed in where she was laying and closed her eyes. Too much was happening at once and she didn't like it one bit. Professor Dumbledore interrupted her thoughts.

"My dear, I need you to tell me everything that has happened from when you went back in time. Yes I know you went back by accident it was destiny for that to happen but I need to know everything that happened then and since you've been back. Firstly, I need to know your name to be sure you are who I believe you to be." He said with a tone that meant she should begin her story. She opened her mouth and spoke with in a raspy voice.

"My name…is Hermione Christine Granger and this is my story."