Chapter 1: First Sight to Remember

The brunette curly haired 17 year old young woman stood in the beautiful forest staring up at the moon as wind blew her curly hair all over the place. Her body swayed side to side almost insanely to the imaginary beat of the forest. Animals peered at her from around her, some to pounce, some only of sheer curiosity. A delirious smile appearing on her full red lips as she felt a hum of magic flow through her. Then a howl broke the silence and the animals scattered. Her body went stock still her face still pointed at the moon. Her face impassive her lips in a smirk as her upper lip lifted showing her pointy canines. Footfalls echoed in the distance as the forest seemed to stop with her as the sounds came closer.

"I knew you would come" I said smirking. I spun gracefully on the spot almost teasing him as my body turned seductively in all my nudeness. As my eyes met his eyes a shock went thru my body.

"I know you" My mind seemed to be chanting; eventually my lips mouthed it until I actually voiced my thoughts. His grey eyes captivating me as they were filled with pain and deep sadness I didn't want them sad and pained.

His grey eyes seemed to take my naked body in with familiar- but only to my mind- lust. Hunger. And Amusement once he took in my mud and dirt covered small feet.

"Just as I remembered… All you have to do is remember" He seemed too whisper in his smooth rich manly voice that sent a shiver of arousal thru me. I took a step towards him not hesitant but curious.

"Remember what…. Do I know you?" I asked cocking my head to the side as I subtly tried to not to draw his attention to my canine pointy teeth. Hurt flashed in his eyes just for a moment before being hidden by the pain again. It was like pain consumed his being. This was what made me close the distance between us and press a palm concerned to his cheek. His aristocratic features tugged, as an almost forgotten to him smile appeared on his lips.

"Never try to hide my sweet" he whispered and his fingers pulled my bottom lip out revealing my canine teeth. I almost jerked away but something told me to trust him. "He knows" a voice whispered in my head.

"I know" he said almost seemingly to read my 'mind'. He brushed his finger against my lips almost in a caress. But his eyes darted to his expensive watch and sighed.

"You have a choice if you wish to continue down the path your life is taking or to go about your destiny as fate wishes" He said his cool breath fawning over my face.

I shivered and looking into his eyes. A shift in the air that makes me changes my attitude.

"Give me a reason to not blast your arse to smithereens" I said softly my voice softening the jab of good old humor. My hand moved down his throat to his chest where his heart is. He gave me a smirk.

"You'll just have to trust me, all you need is in this bag" He said and a bag appeared by my feet. I stared into his eyes and knew I could trust him.

"Hey I have nothing to do sooo…" I trailed off giggling a little as I grabbed the bag and practically danced over to a boulder and sat on the cold surface as I checked the contents of the bag. I looked up and noticed the handsome aristocratic man was gone.

She reaches inside the bag with burning curiosity. She pulled out parchment and an endless enchanted bag of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts. Then there was a small toy sized chest and a wand. Her eyes lit up her wand was broken years ago by her parents when they disowned her for choosing magic. That is when they told her she was adopted and they found her left on their doorstep at 3 months old.

This wand looked identical to her own wand that broke; which was a rare Eden tree shell and lycanthrope and veela twist core, 17' inches. She gripped the wand in her hand as tears glistened in her eyes delighted as warmth spread up her arm as her magic leveled and balanced as it hasn't done in years.

"Engorgio" I cried and the chest grew to its normal size. I laughed happily as I danced across the forest at my first act of magic since….forever!

She outstretched her hand to lift the lid of the chest and noticed the keyhole. Locked. Her mood decreased. She reached into the bag and pulled out a long silk green cloak. She grinned gleefully. She fingered the brooch that held the cloak together. A solid gold lion with emerald jewel eyes. Beautiful.

She swung the cloak around her and it billowed against the wind as she fastened the brooch as it lay at her throat. The silk against her naked skin was amazing. She then decided it was time to read the letter.

"Dear Hermione,

The Adventure your about to embark on is a dangerous and possibly exciting one. Your mission is to go back in time and change the course of events for the better. Before you do that I will tell you the names of your real parents Oswald and Makayla Blackwell. The Blackwell's are a powerful pureblood family. They are loving people and stay neutral in the world because they didn't want to kill or hunt down killers for a living. They weren't weak they looked after their own. They died May 16th 1978 the year I went to 7th year at Hogwarts. They died because Voldermort sent a pack of werewolves at them Fenfir Greybacks pack of rest is better to not say. I'm telling you this because I know how much grief you will go thru if you could save them but didn't know the where's and whose and when's. There are three things I wish from you please follow accordingly:

Befriend Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape even if your life depended on it. He doesn't like muggle-borns or mugggles because his father drilled pureblood supremacy into him. His Father hates mugggles and muggle-borns because they attacked his wife and made her unable to be pregnant again. In the chest is potions, give it to her and restore her ovaries. Abraxas Malfoy is his father and Natasha Malfoy is his mother. She is sweet and innocent woman you'd like her. His dad is rough around the edges you just need to get to his sweet spot. Lucius resents what they did to his mother and thru the course of 7th year he gets too far gone in the darkness along with Severus Snape his best friend. Change their views give them love in whatever FORM.

Trust Lucius with all your heart. He'll keep you safe you can tell him anything. Have him help you find shelter.

Make friends. Have a family, find love. Oh and give the "eggs" to people you love and trust. Now you must take this seriously Hermione Blackwell because once you go into the past you can't come back. You will be rewriting the future.

Love, M"

As Hermione read the letter tears streamed down her face. She felt her canines return to normal as the sun peaked. "I'm ready" I whispered and a key appeared in my hand. I looked at the chest and thought for a second. Would it fit? (no pun intended ha-ha).

I leaned down and opened the chest. The Chest was a Bottomless pit with extension charms to all 12 pockets. Each pocket is labeled 1)Closet 2)Animorphs 3)Potions 4)Library 5)Jewelry 6)Training Area 7)Bedroom .8,9,10,11,12 were empty pockets. Animorphs ? What is that?

I reached into the pocket and felt around. All of a sudden an object practically jumped into my hand. I screeched and pulled my hand back. Then I reached back in and pulled the object out carefully. It was a egg that heated up in my hand. I heard a cracking sound and watched in amazement and wonder as the shell started to fall away revealing a baby lion cub. "Mama" I heard a voice snarl softly but affectionately. I looked around me looking for the voice until I heard it again though what drew my attention was the fumbling baby cub in front of me trying to walk towards me as it mewled softly. "Oh little one "I chuckled and scooped the little thing into my arms.

"Mama" I heard clearly now in my head as I stared into the eyes of the rare silver eyed baby lion cub. "Cub is that you I hear?" I asked hesitantly. The cubs head bobbed clumsily. "How is this possible cub? How can you come from an egg? Why are you labeled Animorphs?" I said more to myself than out loud.

"That's easy Mama, Animorphs are animals that can morph into anything once of age. Their owner has to teach them. Once you touched the egg your power ran thru it creating me. So you are my real mama. Animorphs are natural protectors of their owners and best friend" he said while nuzzling my neck stretching out a little.

Tears came to my eyes as I realized this was my baby, albeit a baby cub.

"My Baby do you have a name?" I asked trying to hide my tears.

"No Mama you name me" he purred as I scratched behind his ear. Ummm….

"Simba?... no too Disney… Leander. Leander how about that?" I asked him. "I like it Mama" He said growling playfully.