Starts before Captain America

Own Nothing

One:

Hermione stood there in the room, guns pointing at her as she lowered her arms. Just minutes before she had appeared in the room just as an explosion occurred. Her wand readied as she shielded herself and others from the blow. As the explosion dimmed the shards of glass fell quietly to the ground. She whispered a spell and the shards moved back into their place and slid her wand back up in her sleeve.

She glanced around now as everyone just stared at her, guns held in their arms, ready to fire. "And who the hell are you?" She glanced to see an older man in a army uniform.

"Good question, where and." She glanced "When would be my question." She turned around in a circle, eyes wide and her mouth slightly open. "Are we under ground?" She stopped when the older man glared at her. "Right, unstandable, I magically appeared in you top secret base..."

"Now see here miss, who said anything about this being a top secret base?" He asked.

"Well I wouldn't have guns pointing at me if this was a birthday party now would I?" Hermione glared at the man, her arms crossed. "Now where the bloody hell am I?"

"Excuse me, excuse me." Hermione turned to see a younger man, he was older then her, he was in a dress pants, tucked in shirt and a tie. He stepped forward, parted the soldiers with guns. He stood in front of her, eyebrows raised. "How did you do that?"

"Do what?" Hermione asked, she glanced around, eyebrow raised.

"That shield, I've never seen such a thing." He stepped closer. "Can you tell me how you did that?"

Hermione shook her head, biting her lip softly. "No."

"Miss, you appeared in our base, saved our lives with your little stick you hid up your sleeve, and you expect us just to ignore it." The army man was stern look.

"No I expect you to forget it." Hermione arched her brow, waiting for him to challenge that.

"Ma'am just who the hell do you think you are?" The older man glared down at her. "I am the one who has you surrounded by guns and you refusing to answer my question?"

She gave him a soft nod. "Yes, looks that way doesn't it?"

"Oh bloody hell." Hermione turned to another woman who had spoken, her brown hair was crimped to her shoulder and she wore an woman's army uniform. "Peggy Carter." She stuck out her hand, waiting for Hermione to shake it.

Hermione looked down at it and then shook the woman's hand. "Hermione."

Peggy gave her a soft smile. "Now Hermione would you please care to explain why or how you got here?" She asked, letting go of Hermione's hand.

Hermione sighed, "I wish I could but for one, I don't even know where here is but I figure I got here by time travel." She glanced around again.

"Time travel?" The young man with the tie asked, eyes wide. "When are you from?"

Hermione glanced at him, she was decided on if she should trust him, them, or not. "Certainly not this decade judging by your clothes."

"So you're from the future?" Peggy asked, eyebrow raised. Hermione nodded her head in agreement.

"Can you just blind fold me and lead my out of here, so I can figure out how to get home?" Hermione asked.

"How? You're in 1942, are you just going to walk out of here and find you're way home?" The older army man asked.

Hermione shrugged. "For starters, yes. I'll go to England and see if they can help me, there's people there that I know. They don't know me yet though." She whispered the last part.

"How?" The man with the tie asked, very interested now.

"I'm clever." Hermione replied.

"Then you must be a Gryffindor." A voice stated, making his way through the ground. "I am Dr. Abraham Erskine, I was a Ravenclaw in my day." He gave her a soft smile. "I must apologize for Colonel Phillips, he does not what else this world has to offer. We are a gem hidden away."

She returned his smile, relieved to meet someone who knew where she was from. "It's okay, I just need to find my way home. I don't belong here."

"Oh I know. I know." He looked at her for a second. "You're wand, just caught a glimpse of it 11 inches?"

"10 ¾ inches. Vine wood." She stated.

"Dragon heartstring Core?" He nodded. "Good solid wand, you must have some amazing power." He whispered. "So how can a powerful one like who come here and not know it? Accident, or foul play?"

She sighed and pulled out her necklace from around her neck. "I believe it was this, I was wearing it when I was it, I didn't know what had happened." She handed him the small device.

"Oh a Time turner, I haven't seen any of these in a long time." He glanced back at the man with the tie. "No you cannot touch it. It's fragile." He glanced closer at the time turner and frowned. "You were sent a long ways back. the nineties it looks like."

"The nineties?" Peggy asked, confused.

"1999." Hermione sighed. "Can we get these guns out of my face now? And he seems to trust me, I feel like a criminal."

"In these times, most everyone is a criminal." Dr. Erskine stated. "I know that you are very powerful, that you are a Gryffindor, but what of your blood?"

"Muggleborn."

He raised both eyebrows impressed. "With that kind of power you are one to be reckon with. Good power for wartime."

"I know." She stated with a sad tone. "We just finished our second war last year."

"Are you telling me young lady that there will be a second war over fifty years from now?" Colonel Phillips asked.

Hermione rolled her eyes, the guns still aimed at her. She sighed and look at the doctor and Peggy. "Duck." She ordered as her wand slipped out. She called out a spell. "Experlliamus!" And their guns went flying from their arms. They landed in different places of the room and Hermione just raised an eyebrow at Colonel Philips as her wand slipped up into her sleeve. "Next time, Colonel tell your men to stand down. Or I wont play nice."