Ch 1 Falling Back

Hermione re crossed her legs delicately her heavy book shifting slightly. She looked up carefully at the practicing Gryffindor team before looking back down. The book she was reading proclaimed Hogwarts: A History but the inside was full of Dark Arts and their spells. Hermione had recently picked up a new hobby, she thought it would be wise to learn what your enemies knew therefore she had ventured into knock turn alley and purchased about ten books filled with Dark and ancient Magic. She had practiced most of the spells when she had returned to Hogwarts, on unanimous objects of course, and she was starting to grow quite a liking for the Darker magic. She would of course never practice any of it on people nor would it change her views in the slightest, but knowledge was knowledge after all. Hermione had also undergone another form of change, her appearance. She wanted a new look so she had changed her hair color to black, her once long bushy brown curls cascaded down her back in an inky water fall, the frizz long gone. She had also dug up a spell to change eye color, she had decided on midnight blue, it gave her an aura of mystery, or so she thought. None of her classmates had even noticed the change in her eye color. She supposed her hair had over whelmed them, but nevertheless Hermione really loved her new look. She had to convince her parents she wasn't turning Gothic, and after repeated assurances that she wasn't going to begin roaming the streets all hours of the night in various stages of depression, they had caved in saying 'as long as you continue with your wonderful grades and personality' she could keep the black nail polish and eyeliner.

Hermione stretched her back out putting her arms over head in an enticing manner. It was windy out and as if waiting for the opportunity the wind blew with an incredible force lifting the heavy book off her lap and hurling it over the banister. The wind had also pushed her off balance and she ended up in a heap on the cold metal floor of the bleachers.

"Guess some one doesn't want me reading" she mumbled to herself picking up her school bag she looked over the banister to see where her book had fallen. It was on the hard earth below her. Hermione was about to head for the stairs to retrieve it when she noticed something odd about her book, it was glowing. She leaned further over the banister not really sure what she was seeing. It happened so quick that Hermione didn't even have time to think about it. A particularly hard gust of wind came up shoving Hermione off the edge of the barrier after her book. She closed her eyes waiting for a bone breaking impact but instead landed softly in the mud on her beloved book.

Hermione sat up massaging her stomach where the book had sharply poked her with its corner. She looked around at the soggy grounds wondering how they had gone from hard, windy, and cold. To calm, soggy, and fresh. She looked skyward to see that the team was still practicing. She took out her wand and performed a cleaning charm on her self and her beloved book, before she stuffed it in her bag and looked skyward once again. She spotted Harry's untidy black hair immediately but she didn't see the two redheaded Weasley's. she actually didn't recognize anyone else beside Harry. She frowned in confusion. She was kept from dwelling on it because a player had spotted her and flew down to meet her. Hermione openly stared at the young mans handsome face. He looked familiar but she couldn't place him.

"Hello is there anything I can help you with?" he said his voice deep and rich. Hermione was saved having to answer when another boy, Harry, landed beside the handsome boy. Hermione couldn't talk or move as what was going on suddenly became clear to her. She had gone back in time. She turned abruptly and began jogging away to the castle her heavy bag thumping on her side. The two boys called after her but she ignored them. The boy wasn't Harry but his dad and the other wasn't just familiar but was Sirius Black. Hermione entered the castle trying not to panic. She had to see Dumbledore he would know what to do.

She reached the stone gargoyles outside his office about ten minutes later. She caught her breath before she realized she didn't have the password. She sighed as she began the old routine.

"Licorice wands, cockroach cluster, pixie stick, fairy cakes." she smiled to herself as the gargoyle stepped aside admitting her. She climbed the stairs quickly and knocked on his office door. She heard him say enter before she burst in.

"Hello miss how can I help you?" he said glancing her over before motioning for her to sit. He offered her a fairy cake and she declined. She shifted nervously in her seat under his piercing stare.

"Well professor you see I'm not really from here…" she said pausing and shifting again.

"Yes that would explain why I have never seen you." Dumbledore said lightly.

"Well you see you know me… just not yet. I'm not from this… time frame. Or so I think unless this is all some kind of crazy joke in which you are in on" Hermione said somewhat hopefully.

"Well miss I can assure you this is not any joke I am in on. Tell me more of how you came to be here" he said

"Well I was on the Quidditch pitch reading while Gryffindor had their practice when it got really windy. Well more windy than it was. The book I was reading was ripped out of my lap and chucked over the banister of the stands, and I was thrown onto the floor. When I looked over to see where it had fallen I noticed that it seemed to be glowing. I leaned forward a bit more to get a closer look when another strong wind knocked me off the banister. I closed my eyes waiting for a hard impact because the ground was dry it didn't come. Instead I landed softly in the mud." Hermione said looking into Dumbledore's serious blue eyes willing him to believe her.

"Interesting. May I see the book?" he asked. Hermione bit her lip nervously.

"Please don't judge me by what I'm reading" she said quietly giving him her book before looking down at her hands in shame. Dumbledore spoke a few minutes later.

"Why are you shameful of what you read?" he asked suddenly. Hermione looked up and took in his curious share.

"Where I come from it is severely frowned upon specially in the current… circumstance." she said not telling him about the war.

"So tell me how you became interested in this branch of magic?"

"I wanted to know what my enemies know just in case… I would never use it on any one Professor I was just curious" she finished lamely. Dumbledore didn't pester her.

"How did you become owner of this particular book?" He asked Hermione looked up thinking. The way she had acquired that book had somewhat frightened her. She began to tell him how while flashbacks of that day entered her mind.

She walked silently up Knockturn Alley her face concealed under a large hood and cloak. People hardly gave her a second glance. She walked further into the alley before locating the book store she was looking for. She had already picked up about nine books from another Dark Arts store but she wanted to raid this one as well, even though it was more dangerous than the other book stores. She pulled open the door and entered. No one came to her service so she began browsing the shelves. She was about to pull a book off the shelf when a close voice startled her.

"Careful that one bites" it said Hermione turned sharply her hand on her chest and her back against the books. "Anything I can help you with miss" the aging old woman asked. She was a fright to look at with warts and scars covering her wrinkled face, and her hair was as brittle as an old broom stick, but her eyes were the scariest. They were white almost as if she was blind but she could obviously see as she seemed to watch Hermione's every facial expression through the cloaks hood.

"I was just looking" Hermione said trying to turn away.

"Don't fret dear I have just what your looking for. Follow me" she said. Gathering her courage Hermione followed. The old woman lead her to the front where she told Hermione to wait. Hermione was very uneasy and scared at this point. She pondered leaving but before she could the old woman returned.

"There you are dear. It will serve your purpose" she said knowingly.

"Wha what do you mean?" Hermione asked but the old woman smiled mysteriously

"It'll be twenty galleons" she said still smiling. Hermione paid her and hurried to the door of the shop.

"Good day… Hermione" the woman said making Hermione freeze with uncertainty she turned around but the woman was gone. Hermione had then hurried from the store and out of Knockturn Alley.

"Interesting. Have you finished reading this book Hermione?" Dumbledore asked after she told her story.

"No I just started it today." she said looking at Dumbledore.

"Well it is a book that was banned long ago. I thought they had actually destroyed all of them, it's a book on time traveling with old dark magic. I'm not really sure how you have come to be here nor do I know how to send you back. I do however have many friends that study this particular branch of magic. I am going to contact them and see if perhaps they have an idea of how to get you home" Dumbledore said smiling reassuringly. Hermione managed a weak smile in return.

"What do I do until they find a way to get me home?" she asked. She hoped he wouldn't lock her in a tower somewhere.

"Well I was thinking you can continue studying magic in this time as a student" he said Hermione beamed in excitement.

"I would love that!" she said excitedly.

"Excellent! Now to ensure that people aren't to curious about you we will say that you studied at home before now but you decided you wanted a chance to socialize so you came to study here at my school. And to be more convincing I shall be your grandfather. What do you think." he said beaming. Hermione was in shock.

"Professor you don't know how much of an honor that is even if it is just pretend! Just imagine being kin to the wizarding worlds greatest wizard. I am truly honored." Hermione said unable to fully grasp the concept. Dumbledore just beamed brighter his eyes twinkling like mad.

"I'm glad you like the idea Hermione and I am sure you will live up to the expectations of my granddaughter. After all to be reading books this advanced you have to be a bright young witch." he said and Hermione beamed.

"Thank you sir" she said

"You should start calling me grandfather or granddad or whatever it is you would call your own grandfather." Dumbledore said

"I call him grandpa if that's alright"

"Absolutely Hermione Dumbledore. Now on to more official things you are a Gryffindor right?" he asked conjuring a piece of paper.

"Yes"

"Okay and what classes were you taking?" he asked and Hermione told him and he jotted them down. "Excellent now first you must remove that prefects badge I'm afraid we can't have another prefect in sixth year." Hermione reluctantly took off her beloved prefects badge and handed it over. Dumbledore gingerly stuck it in his pocket before pulling out his wand. With a quick wave a handsome trunk appeared. It was a beautiful shade of scarlet and her name was scripted in gold. He then conjured a booklet of sorts.

"Wow that's a beautiful trunk" Hermione said in awe.

"Thank you my dear. Now in this catalog is everything you can possibly imagine needing for the year. Tap the front with your wand and then open it, then to select the items you want just tap the picture and it will appear in the trunk in your exact measurements. I will be back in a few minutes I have to send out a quick letter and summon the Gryffindor Prefect to show you around. I will return shortly" he said before disappearing through a door behind his desk.

Hermione took out her wand and tapped the front of the catalog before she opened it. The first page was cover with different style's and color's of cloaks. Hermione picked out her favorites and tapped them with her wand. One was black with a beautiful silver fastening another was dark purple also with a silver fastening and the third was a very dark scarlet with a gold fastening. The next page held school uniforms which all basically looked the same so Hermione just picked out four different kinds. The next page held shoes. She choose just a couple of pairs. The next page then held book bags Hermione choose a black one with her initials on the front in silver. The next page held different sleep attire she choose a few different types of nightgowns like the ones she had back home. They weren't exactly revealing but they weren't too innocent either. She also picked out some pajama pants. The next page held undergarments and Hermione choose the raciest ones which weren't racy at all compared to the ones she had in her own time. The next two pages held regular clothes that you would wear when school wasn't in session. Hermione had fun here picking out outfits she knew her mother probably wore when she was young. She smiled in amusement at her selections the last page however was her favorite. It had a bunch of books from this time period. Hermione picked out her school books as well as a few others she was debating whether she should just keep them all when Dumbledore returned.

"All finished Hermione?" He asked smiling fondly.

"Yes Prof- grandpa." Hermione said catching herself and calling him grandpa instead.

"Excellent I have sent for the prefect in your year she should be arriving momentarily. She will escort you to Gryffindor tower where you will change your outfit and put that book bag at the bottom of your trunk. We don't want anyone to find anything that will hint that you are from another time. Now I must stress Hermione you must not reveal anything to any one about their future or anything of the sort. You must not change the future or the consequences can be fatal. Do not reveal anything. And if you ever feel overwhelmed just come and see me and we can talk about anything. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir I understand the rules of time travel. I had a time turner in third year." Hermione said. He looked impressed.

"Excellent" he said there was a knock on the door then and Dumbledore went and pulled it open. Standing there was a tall redhead with the most amazing green eyes. Hermione loved gazing into those eyes, in the form of her dark haired best friend of course. This was Harry's mother. Her eyes were so much like her sons the only difference was hers held a youthful innocence while Harry's held the signs of a child that had to grow up to fast.

"Hermione this is Lily Evans she will be showing you around Hogwarts" Dumbledore said breaking Hermione from her thoughts.

"Lily this is my Granddaughter Hermione" He said to Lily. Hermione approached Lily with a smile which she in turn received.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Lily" Hermione said holding out her hand.

"Same here. Now lets go so I can show you around a bit before dinner" She said Hermione nodded she went back to grab her trunk she charmed it to float behind her before following Lily. She took one last look at Dumbledore who gave her a reassuring smile before closing the door.

------Hello everyone I hope you like my story so far. Just a hint of a warning though. I know this is a Hermione/Remus story but there will be a bit of Hermione/Lucius at the beginning. She will however end up with Remus and they'll kiss and live happily ever after. This is after all a romance. Well I appreciate it if you will review for me it motivates me like it does so many other writers.------

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