A/N: Hello, this is a time travel fic, one of my favorites. Please read and review, I will love you forever if you do I promise (big hug)

Disclaimer: sometimes when I beat everyone in Harry Potter Scene it I believe I own Harry Potter, but sadly I don't :(

Not in 1997 Anymore

Chapter One

Flash Forward

"I don't think I could possibly love anyone as much as I do you," he whispered in my ear, tickling the sensitive skin there.

I stiffened. "I don't know if I can do this Charlie."

"Why?" he pulled my chin to force his gaze on me.

"It's complicated...I'm not sure I can tell you," I winced as I felt him let go of me inching away.

"You don't trust me?" he asked, not hiding the hurt flowing through each word.

"That's not it," I tried.

"Just don't, I understand," he paused to glare at me. "You're one of those girls," he stormed off.

I stood there, my mouth gaping open in shock. This was not my fault. I didn't mean to fall in love with Charlie Weasley. The older brother of one of my best friends who I thought I had a crush on. He didn't know that though. Charlie knew me as Jane Louise Corwin, a name I had to think up of the top of my head, not Hermione Granger. It was the name of my mum before she got married. It was the first thing that popped into my head. To him I was a 7th year new student. I'm not really sure how this happened.


I was at the Weasley's house during the chaos at Bill's wedding when I was knocked out, then I was here. Hogwarts, but it was different somehow. It was the first day, I could see the first years being led into the Great Hall by Professor McGonagall. I wandered around a bit, not exactly sure what to do. Finally the feast finished and I hurriedly scampered behind a column so as know one would see me.

As everyone rushed around I heard a loud voice boom over the rest. "Gryffindor, this way!" I yearned to follow, to be somewhere comforting, but I restrained myself. For some reason that voice was familiar.

I slid down the wall and sat there collecting my thoughts. Okay so it's obviously not 1997 anymore and I'm at Hogwarts, what should I do? The answer seemed so obvious, McGonagall, she liked me in the future hopefully she could help me now.

I pulled myself up and walked to where her office was the last time I'd been there, but I was not entirely sure it was the same. I fortunately did not encounter anyone in the halls save a scared looking first year. I smiled at him. "Do you need help?"

"Where is the Gryffindor common room?" he asked, eyes all glassy, near tears.

I quickly gave him the directions and he sighed in relief running off.

"That was nice of you," A deep voice behind me said. I quickly turned and gasped. I knew him in the future, it was Charlie Weasley.

"Oh, no big deal," I said nonchalantly, trying to sneak away, I turned around and kept walking. I could not mistake the footsteps behind me.

"Hey wait," he pulled my arm, causing me to stop. "What's your name?"

"Jane Louise Corwin," I answered quickly, surprised at my own thinking.

"I'm Charlie Weasley, a Gryffindor Prefect. Are you in Gryffindor? How did you know where the common room is?" he bombarded me.

"Umm.." I stuttered. "Yes, I should be, I'm new, but I got a tour this summer," I sighed when I saw Charlie nod, believing my story.

"I didn't see you at the feast," he stated, a puzzled look swept over his face.

"I just arrived, actually I'm looking for Professor McGonagall," I said again trying to hint that I needed to go.

"Oh, I'll help you find her," he said as he began to walk with me. I cannot get rid of him, I thought.

"Here is her office," he motioned me towards a door, not the one I would have guessed.

"Thank you very much," I glanced at Charlie, appreciation dripping from my words.

"No problem, I'll see you later, right?" he asked, smiling when I nodded. He winked then turned to leave, thankfully missing the blush rising up my cheeks.

Once I saw him turn the corner I knocked on the door. "Yes," I heard, and opened the door. She sat at a small desk in the corner of a tiny dark room with one miniscule window. There was a severely short candle burning beside her as she was deep into her work and didn't look up.

"Professor, I need your help," I stated bluntly.

She turned, the look on her face was confused. I knew she did not know who I was. "And who may you be?" she arched her eyebrow.

I decided to go with the truth. "I'm from the future," I waited, gauging her reaction, she gasped but nodded, so I continued. "I was knocked out by death eaters in 1997 and suddenly I was here, I have no idea what happened."

"Oh dear," she worried. "Don't worry, we will sort this out, but first we must tell Albus."

I smiled I knew I would gain more peace of mind from talking to her. We hurried through the corridors, up to the Gargoyle guarding the entrance to Dumbledore's office.

"Licorice wand," I heard Professor McGonagall murmur. The gargoyle sprang into action, revealing a staircase. I followed McGonagall up the stairs to the door.

"Come in," I heard from beyond the door. I was confused having not heard McGonagall say anything first, but I continued to follow her in.

Dumbledore sat at his desk in the middle of an familiar expansive, circular room covered with books. Scattered along the walls were many portraits all with their eyes affixed on me.

"Headmaster, this young lady is from the future," McGonagall introduced. Then she nodded towards me to continue. I retold my story as he just nodded in understanding. I stopped, waiting for his reaction.

"It sounds like you left in troubled times," he concluded. I nodded. "I was afraid of that. Well nothing we can do now but help you get back."

"Thank you sir," I smiled in gratitude.

"However," he paused, keeping eye contact with me. "It is not an easy thing to do, travelling seven years into the future."

I gasped as the time difference sunk in. "How long sir?"

"Months, maybe even a year," he paused allowing me to collect my emotions as I gasped in shock. "So I believe you should get comfortable here. What will you tell people your name is?"

"Jane Louise Corwin," I answered quickly since I had already had to think of it. "I told Charlie Weasley I was a new seventh year student in Gryffindor."

"Okay then it's all settled," Dumbledore smiled at me. "I will have a few robes and things sent to the Gryffindor dormitory for you. I trust you can get your story sorted out?" he questioned.

"Yes sir, thank you so very much," I smiled. McGonagall stayed there to talk with Dumbledore and left me to leave on my own once she was assured I knew where the common room was located.

I stepped off the last stair and noticed how dark it was, far beyond curfew. "Hey," a voice stopped me.

It was Charlie. "Hello, what are you doing up?" I asked, surprised to see him there.

"I'm patrolling, I'm a Prefect, remember?" he reminded me, laughing. "Need help getting to the common room?" he asked flirtatiously.

I was about to say no when I remembered I had no idea what the password is. I conceded and allowed him to pull me by the hand up the stairs. "You don't need to hold my hand," I said uncomfortably glancing at our intertwined fingers, while stopping on the landing.

"I wouldn't want you getting away from me," he winked, continuing to pull me.

As I lay in my bed that night I was overwhelmed with butterflies in my stomach of the day to come and Charlie. I didn't manage to fall asleep until after an hour.

A/N: Okay first chapter out of the way, I hope you liked it, I am slightly self conscious over it so please review! digital Chocolate frogs sent out to all who review!!! :)