"Oh Crap," they said at the same time as they felt that familiar pull in their bellybutton. They were going somewhere, they didn't know where. But they were going there together and that was a definite oh crap.

Some few seconds later Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy fell basically from the sky. She fell and landed on a convenient mattress and he, something she loved to tell everyone, he fell into a garbage can right next to her. As she stood up she started laughing at the sight of just his little blonde head and he feet sticking up out of the trash can. She laughed so hard she fell right back onto the mattress. Draco replied with a mumbled obscenity which Hermione heard and would have yelled at him for it if she hadn't been laughing so hard.

Malfoy then tried to get out of the trash can which was not a good idea. At all. Because the second he started to get out he fell right back it and the fall caused the lovely metal trash can to fall right over Draco and all. Of course this sent Hermione into peals of laughter, she did love to see her enemy utterly mortified. "Real Funny." She heard him say. He sounded a little upset and she felt bad. So she walked up to him and the trash can and helped get it off of him.

Boy was he a sight. He actually had a newspaper on his head and a banana peel on his shoulder just like in the movies. She started to giggle again. "Sorry. But look at yourself." He turned around and looked in a broken piece of glass on the ground. He smiled and started to laugh too. Soon they both realized that they were laughing with each other and abruptly stopped. Draco took the banana peel off his shoulder and the newspaper off his head. He looked down at the newspaper and started to shake it.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked and looked at him like he was crazy.

"Why, why aren't they moving!" He asked annoyed.

"What?"

"Look!" He thrust the paper in her hand. She glanced at it quickly. New York Herald Tribune. She rolled her eyes.

"It's a muggle paper you idiot!" She looked down at the paper again and gasped.

Draco asks her what is wrong with her. She puts the paper right in front of his face. The headline states: Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks Wed.

"SO?"

"Malfoy. Douglas Fairbanks and Mary Pickford married in 1920."

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Malfoy just stood dumbstruck. "Huh?" he managed to say. Eyebrows furrowed and mouth askew.

"1920, Malfoy. It's a year. 86 years ago to be exact."

"I can't believe you got us in this mess." Malfoy said pouting. "Now I'll never see Malfoy Manor again."

"You spoiled idiot. Did you even think that maybe the Malfoy Manor was built before 1920." Duh. Anyone could figure that out. Then it hit her. "Wait what? Me? I got us into this mess! Me!"

"Yes you."

"No."

"A… Yeah."

"No!"

"Yuh huh."

"Malfoy!"

"Granger!" He said mockingly. She glared and he smirked. So she did the only thing she could think of.

"Shit!" 30 seconds later Draco Malfoy was on the ground curled up in the fetal position. She laughed at him and stood over him menacingly. "Malfoy. This is all your fault."

"You touched it first." He said through clenched teeth.

"Nothing happened when I touched it but when you grabbed it from me then we were transported 80 years back in time!"

"Stop accentuating every other word!"

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Lets turn away from Hermione and Draco for a minute. Don't worry we'll be back to our heroes soon enough. Here we are at present day Hogwarts. Its currently breakfast in the Great Hall. Everyone looks calm and relaxed. The first happy day in Hogwarts in a long while. Everyone was in a good mood even a Mr. Severus Snape.

What's wrong with this picture… oh yeah… no one is looking for Hermione and Draco. In fact it seems like two different people have taken their places. A short red headed girl is sitting next to Ron and Harry and a tall brown haired boy is sitting inbetween Crabbe and Pansy Parkinson.

Something else happened when Draco and Hermione touched that object, something made them switch with these two people. And if they don't get back something terrible might happen, these people are people you don't want having hanging around you.

The pair catch each others eyes and evilly smile at each other.

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Hermione and Draco walked onto the crowded street. "We should get something to wear. I don't think we'll fit in with these outfits." Hermione said logically.

"How bout something to eat." Draco said gazing longingly into a bakers shop.

"Gee, your like a little kid" She said dragging him along. "Or Ron."

A look of horror spread across his face. "You didn't just compare me to Weasel. I'd appreciate it if you didn't."

"Listen Malfoy, I think it's a little important that we get home. And so we don't look crazy in this time. We need to fit in. And that means clothes before food."

Malfoy grumbled and followed after her.