Disclaimer: I, of course, not being JK Rowling but instead a crazed fan, do not in any way own Harry Potter, although I do own this plot!

"Hermione, watch out!" screamed a distant voice.

Naturally, Hermione did just that. Quickly throwing on Harry's invisibility cloak, she swiftly crept out of the room and towards the sounds of commotion downstairs. She entered the kitchen to find ten death eaters standing around, having already bound Harry and Ron.

"Do you think she's still here?" asked a masked death eater.

"She's probably hiding upstairs somewhere, I doubt she would leave these blood traitors," answered a masked Lucius Malfoy.

"Well then, with your permission Lucius, I'd like to-"

CRACK

'oh no. oh no. OH NO!' thought Hermione, having just stepped on a broken piece of glass.

"GET THE MUDBLOOD!" bellowed Lucius.

Hermione, as clever as she was, quickly created a shield for herself, however, knowing she would be unable to hold them off for long, yelled, "Harry! Ron! Are you all right!"

"'Mione!" yelled Ron in a muffled voice, "They have us bound with some dark spell! You won't be able to break it! Get out of here!"

Dodging curse after curse, Hermione dashed to the nearest door, but found it magically barricaded. "There will be no getting out alive, my pretty little mudblood! All ways out of this house are barricaded!" cried a sinister looking bald man.

Finding that this was in fact true, she cried out in desperation, "What should I do!" All the while, shielding herself against hexes and curses.

"The music box we found in Godric's Hollow! Go upstairs and open it, you'll find your escape! And bring back help!" yelled Harry.

Hermione raced up the stairs as fast as she could, stumbling along the way. She barged her way into the room Harry had been sleeping in, and magically locked the door.

"Oh god, please let him be right!" shouted Hermione while hurriedly looking for the music box.

"Oh my sweet, why don't you come out and play?" whispered a voice at the door, just before it shattered to pieces. At that instant, she found the box. However, before she was able to open it-

"CRUCIO!" yelled the bald death eater.

Hermione screamed like never before, feeling gut-wrenching ripples of pain wash over her. It may have only lasted minutes, but she felt as if it lasted a lifetime. As quickly as it started, it stopped.

"Are you ready to cooperate, my mudblood?" asked the death eater.

"Of course I will! Just please don't hurt me!" feigned Hermione as she secretly opened the music box. Hauntingly beautiful music, so very much like the mysterious music she heard from Fawkes after Dumbledore's death, was ringing throughout the room.

"You Bitch!" yelled the death eater, as Hermione produced a time turner out of the box.

Stumbling through the room, giving it a few turns, she was struck down by another cruciatus curse. As she was falling down once again in unbearable pain, she felt the time turner spinning wildly. She hit the ground with a sickening thud and screams of pain, and was gone.

"Hey, Prongs, you know damned well that detention was worth it! After that curse we got to use on Snivellus!" retorted Sirius while striding back with James from detention with Professor Slughorn in the dungeons. "I don't get why you're so touchy, you really need to pull your antlers out of your a-"

"You pratt! You knew all along I was supposed to have my first date with Lily tonight! Hexing the sniveling Snape is fun and all, but I won't be involved at the expense of my getting to see Lily!"

"Calm down James! I was just fooling around! I'm sure Lily didn't mind you had to rain check on her, you two have been chasing each other for years!"

"Correction. I've been chasing HER for years, she has never been after me. And when will you grow up? If you had a girlfriend you'd understand! But you're to busy snogging everything in a skirt to get one!"

"Don't blame me! It's not as if I'm totally against girlfriends, its just that all the girls I snog have the equivalence of troll brains!"

"And you still snog them?"

"Yes, well, it's not really their intellectual abilities I'm interested in. I've always been more interested in their-"

"What's that?" whispered James.

"How am I supposed to know?" retorted Sirius.

The two came to a halt, staring at the small crumpled mass of robes on the floor before them.

"Harry? Ron? Is that you?" asked the heap in a voice barely above a whisper. "Please, guys, help me, the Death Eaters used the cruciatus curse on me and I don't think I can walk on my own."

"The-the-the-cruciatus curse!" stammered James in a panicked voice.

Sirius bolted right to the pile of robes on the floor and pulled them back. Laying beneath it was a girl, and Sirius observed, what a striking girl she was! With long, wavy chestnut hair, a small, petite body, and distinctive brown eyes looking straight into his, Sirius Black was frozen in rapture the moment he set eyes upon her.

"Are you going to help me or what?" exclaimed Hermione in an exhausted, but partially annoyed voice since the roguishly handsome figure above her seemed incapable of speech.

That's the first chapter! Tell me what you think, it's my first time writing a fanfic in forever.