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Hey, this is my first fanfic, R+R!
Chapter 1: Train's Magic and a Journey
Hermione was different. It must have been all that had happened in 5th year that strove her to change, I just don't know. She walked into the Burrow, totally different. Harry and Ron stared. "What the bloody hell, Hermione" Her hair was completely straight. And in a braid almost reaching her waist. "Oh, you like it" Harry and Ron blushed.
"Well, yeah, we like it, but how'd you do it" It was Hermione's turn to blush.
"Well... Muggles have hair salons. I went there, and they straightened it. I can't believe how long it is, seeing that it's not all bunched up in curls" Ron and Harry just gaped at her.
"You're pretty." They said in unison. Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well, we're in 6th year, and you just realized I am a dateable girl in 4th year!" She pulled them into a compartment, and sat down. They began talking about regular things, (mostly Quidditch), but they still shot Hermione looks every now and then. Then Hermione noticed the train slowing down. "Guys, the train can't be arriving yet.-" She was cut off, and everything went black. Everyone's head snapped back painfully, and it was like lightning had stricken Harry's scar.
No one really knew what happened next, except for the three themselves.
"Oooh, what happened?" Hermione moaned. Her head ached terribly. She looked around. "Oh my gosh!" they were in the hospital wing. Were they hurt? Were Ron and Harry okay?
Her questions were answered when Dumbledore walked in through the door on the left side of the wing. "Young miss, you have awoken!" Hermione was confused. Why hadn't Dumbledore called her by her name? And he looked different. His nose was straighter (and it took a keen eye to see that) and his face was smoother. "Professor, what happened?"
He then looked at her strangely. "I was hoping you can tell me that. You see, the house elves found you three on the ground of the train. When they could not awake you, they brought you here. You have only been asleep a few minutes, and the feast is about to begin. What can I help you with?" Hermione's eyes widened.
"Oh no!" she whispered fearfully. "The effects… the changes… Professor, what year is it?" Dumbledore looked surprised. "What? Oh, 1986." Harry and Ron woke up, slowly, at those words. Hermione looked, shocked, at Dumbledore. "But we come from 2005! This can't be… Unless, the train…" Harry stretched.
"What's wrong, Hermione?" She glared at him. "We're in the past, that's what's wrong!" she shot back, very angry. Dumbledore was watching them, seemingly calm, but under that exterior he was very distressed. Time travel was not unusual for wizards as it is for muggles, but still, three children from 19 years in the future landing on his doorstep was highly unusual.
Chapter 2 Coming soon! (hopefully) took me a whole day to write this!
