So, I'm back. I did have this story posted before, nearly 50-something chapter put up. I deleted it all, but now I put them back up. So if you've read it before, its nearly the same. I did however edit it more in depth and more to the correct characterization, I believe.
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Hermione's POV
"Err, Hermione, what are you looking at?" Ron glanced over the table at his bushy haired friend. Hermione jumped at the question, obviously thinking she was being sneakier than what she was. She quickly shoved the piece of parchment into her robes and looked at Ron.
"Nothing that concerns you, Ron. Please pass the pumpkin juice Harry." Hermione changed the subject. Ron continued to give Hermione a suspicious look, but it quickly disappeared when Harry brought up the upcoming quidditch match. Hermione dared a look at the piece of parchment again, this time carefully hiding it under the table.
Miss Granger,
Please meet me in my office after dinner tonight. The password is dungbomb.
Do not fret, you are not in trouble. Also, keep it between you and me.
Yours truly,
Albus Dumbledore.
Hermione frowned at the note, not quite sure what to make of it. While it did say not to fret, she had trouble relaxing after reading the note. It was almost always Harry that was called to Dumbledore's office, usually on Voldemort business. Maybe Dumbledore was going to start offering Harry's friends Occulemency lessons. She figured Dumbledore would offer her lessons before Ron anyways, she would be more eager to learn it. Whatever the meeting was about, she felt weird about keeping it from Ron and Harry; if it was important enough, she could tell them after the meeting. Hermione chanced a look at the teacher's table in the Great Hall. Dumbledore wasn't up there, that wasn't as strange these days. It happened almost frequently actually. Snape was gone too however, which was odd, he usually ate at the Great Hall, sulking at all the students.
"I'm finished up," she interrupted the boy's discussion on quidditch. "I'll be headed to the library then." Hermione nodded at the two, and then quickly dismissed herself from the table. She was slightly thrilled by the fact that her lie had succeeded. Both boys smiled up at her questiongly, but smiled nonetheless.
"She was acting strange." Hermione could hear her Harry comment as he watched Hermione leave the Great Hall. Ron snorted.
"She is a strange one." Hermione heard Ron say through a mouthful of food.
Hermione stopped at the Gargoyle in front of Professor Dumbledore's office.
"Dungbomb," she spoke clearly. The wide doors to the stairs opened and Hermione let out small gasp. She hesitated and looked around. Something felt wrong; Hermione could sense it in the pit of her stomach. If this was about Dumbledore business, it could hardly be any good knews.
Be brave. You're a Gryffindor! Be brave!
Hermione took a deep breath and walked up the menacing stares. Surprisingly she found Remus sitting in one of three empty chairs, facing Dumbledore, talking in a low and angry voice. Not to her surprise, Snape was lurking in the corner, also looking irritated, but that was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Professor," Hermione spoke up, not talking to any of the three men in particular, but she oddly felt as though she was interrupting something very personal. The three men turned around to greet her. Dumbledore turned to her with a small smile, while Snape looked at her with great distaste. Remus however, looked at her with pity in his eyes. Hermione suddenly knew that this was not going to be Occulemency lessons, and she felt her stomach sink. If this was about Voldemort business, it was hardly good going to be good news.
"Ah, Miss Granger, please have a seat." Dumbledore gestured with his hand.
Hermione walked over to the nearest seat and quietly sat down, feeling both very out of place, and very odd. She noticed her hands were clammy when she reached for the chair. She silently hoped no one else noticed that her face had gone bright red.
"You are probably wondering why I've asked you to come here." Dumbledore spoke gently. Snape snorted at this and Remus shook his head in disgust. Hermione slowly nodded her head looking over at her old Professors with uncertainty.
"Hermione, you are a brilliant witch." Dumbledore began.
"I've been told the brightest witch in my year." Hermione smirked a little and glanced at Professor Lupin. Lupin looked at her with deep sadness then looked away and shook his head. Hermione quickly looked away and cringed.
"It was a joke." She spoke so quietly that she was sure no one even heard her.
"Miss Granger, we have a favor to ask you." Dumbledore looked at her again, this time with fierce look in his eyes. Without waiting for her reply Dumbledore began once again. "We fear that we are losing this war. Even with Mr. Potter we are not sure that we can defeat Voldemort's advances." Hermione gasped at this. It was unlike Dumbledore to openly admit defeat. "There is still a chance, for us to win, although the methods may be unorthodox, I believe it is necessary." Hermione gulped and looked at the two professors next to her. Snape looked revolted and Professor Lupin looked as he was going to vomit. Hermione felt the same way.
"Hermione, we wish to send you back in time to stop the first war." Dumbledore stated. Hermione let out a loud squeak and then clamped her hand over her mouth.
"How?" She asked. Why would they send her back? Why not Harry himself?
Dumbledore was quickly launched into his speech about Horcruxes and Voldemort. After explaining in great detail about the nature of Horcruxes, Hermione shook her head.
"Wouldn't it make more sense to back in time before Voldemort made these…er..horcruxes and defeat him then?" Hermione questioned.
"The time-turner he's sending you back with was made in 1975. You can only go as far back as when the time-turner was created." Professor Lupin spoke towards her for the first time.
"Time-turner! You wish to send me back with a time-turner! That's years! Decades! Is that even safe? Not to mention highly illegal! If I got caught! Professor, If I got caught I would be sent to Azkaban!" Hermione spat at her headmaster. She had used a time-turner her third year, but that had only sent her back hours at most. She had never gone back nearly that far. She wasn't even aware it could be done.
"We have made the necessary requirements for this journey possible Miss Granger." Professor Dumbledore nodded. Hermione frowned and let out a shake with her head.
"You've figured I would have said yes then?" Hermione questioned her headmaster.
"I figured you wouldn't be able to say no." Dumbledore spoke gently. Hermione nodded her head.
"Why me?" Hermione asked the obvious question.
"You are muggleborn," said Dumbledore simply. "No one will remember you name or question you. We saw you most fit."
"I'll do it." Hermione said softly after a few moments. She wasn't sure what she was getting herself into. Agreeing to something so blindly was unlike Hermione. But seeing Harry so upset during the past few months after Sirius' death. She was sure it was something that could benefit everyone. How many more lives would be killed in this war? How many lives that have already been perished could she save? Hermione turned back to Dumbledore who smiled at her.
"You brave girl." Dumbledore smiled. Hermione blushed at the compliment a nodded her head.
"We will meet back here at this time every day for the next week to prepare you. Mr. Lupin and Professor Snape have even offered to talk to you about their time; they would have been about your age in 1975 correct?" Dumbledore looked over to the two men. They both solemnly nodded. By the look on their faces, Hermione could definitely tell that they hadn't offered to help her, Dumbledore had probably manipulated them.
"Professor, one more question please." Hermione turned away from the stairs. "After, after I defeat Voldemort, how will I get back here, to this time?"
Dumbledore's smile faded as his bright blue eyes looked onto Hermione. "Miss Granger, when you succeed to defeat Voldemort, and I say when because I have the upmost faith in you, the time right now will be extremely different. The time you live in now will cease to exist." Hermione's jaw dropped. "And Miss Granger, using the time-turner, for a journey as extreme as this, it will not be able to turn anymore. You would be stuck in 1975 forever." Dumbledore spoke. Hermione's face paled but she didn't say anything. She couldn't reject this offer now, not after accepting. She walked back to the common rooms in deep thought. This would be her last week with her old life. It would be her last week with her friends and family.
That night Hermione cried herself to sleep.
The next day went by quickly. Hermione was able to excuse herself from dinner without seeming suspicious. The password for Dumbledore's office today was Gumbobbles. She was instantly greeted by the three professors again.
"Miss Granger," Dumbledore greeted her. Hermione smiled and sat down acrossed from her, in between Snape and Lupin. "Let's begin your training."
For the next two hours Hermione was tested on everything Dumbledore knew about Horcruxes and Voldemort. Hermione often figured that these meetings were similar to what Dumbledore and Harry discussed. By the time Dumbledore was done explaining the different and ways to defeat a horcrux, it was nearly 1 in the morning.
"Sorry to have kept you so long, but we do have much to go over before we send you away in a week." Dumbledore explained to her as she got up to leave.
"I'll walk you back to the common rooms." Remus offered. Hermione gave him a questioning look but accepted. Professor Snape and Professor Lupin had sat in on her lessons with Dumbledore, yet hadn't done much themselves. Neither of them were too experienced with horcruxes, and thus proved themselves almost useless.
"You're working very hard." Remus spoke once they left the office.
"I don't want to mess things up." Hermione firmly replied, not sure where her old professor was going with this conversation. She thought it would be strange for someone at Hogwarts to catch their old professor walking the halls with a student so late. But then again, the corridors were abandoned, and Hermione was a Prefect, she wasn't too worried.
"Always a perfectionist, Hermione." Remus mused sadly. Hermione frowned and looked up at him; she didn't know what to say.
"I know you are in the middle of a massive favor, but would you mind doing another one?" Remus stopped walking and turned to her. Hermione was startled by his straightforwardness. She slowly nodded her head.
"Hermione, when you go back, if you could…er..Warn us…About Peter. Somehow..I…Please..I lost so much from his betrayal...It…it was awful." Remus awkwardly asked her. Hermione looked up at her old professor. He was paler than usual; his face was sallow and scared. His eyes looked constantly in pain. Hermione wondered if the full moon was near.
"Of course, yes, anything I can possibly do to stop it. I will. I promise." Hermione urgently said. She didn't admit it, but saving Harry's parents were one of her top priorities. Remus's mouth opened and then closed. He awkwardly smiled at her then sighed.
"Thank you, Hermione." Remus decided on. "For everything, this isn't fair to you."
Hermione considered his words. "I want to help. Harry…He hasn't been the same since Sirius's death. This…Will be good." Remus nodded his head. They stood for a moment of silence, Remus staring at Hermione appreciatively and Hermione looking at everything but Remus.
"Well, I should be going. Goodnight Professor." Hermione politely told Remus and began to walk away.
"Er, Hermione?" Remus called to her.
"Yes?" Hermione asked a hint of irritability in her voice, not that there talk hadn't been pleasant, but she was exhausted.
"Please, call me Remus; I'm not your professor anymore. Harry and Ron do. And if you see me in the past, I don't think it'd be wise to call me Professor." Professor Lupin asked. Hermione blushed and nodded her head quickly. Harry and Ron had reverted to calling Professor Lupin either Remus or Lupin almost right after he resigned from being their professor; it hadn't felt right to Hermione. The girl walked to her common room again and collapsed onto her bed. This time, there were no tears.
Ron and Harry appeared almost oblivious to what was going on with Hermione. Harry was busy doing a different type of lesson with Dumbledore, and Ron was busy with Lavender. The lessons the next few nights with Dumbledore went on basically the same as the night before. Remus and (against his will) Professor Snape explained to her some information she might have wanted to know about 1975. Mainly pop culture references, but also important timeline facts about the war. Hermione was slowly becoming more and more prepared for this journey.
Before she knew it, it was the night before she left. Her nerves were high and her anxiety caused her hands to tremble. Dumbledore explained to her that she would attend Hogwarts, and search for the Horcruxes there. Dumbledore was sure that Voldemort would have had hid some at Hogwarts. She was to deliver a letter from current Dumbledore, to past Dumbledore, explaining her predicament. Hermione wasn't sure that it would work, but Dumbledore was almost certain.
Despite Dumbledore being confident in his plan, Hermione was still unsure. She desperately wanted to tell Ron and Harry, to confide in her closest friends, but at this point it wouldn't be worth it. So she headed out to the grounds, she decided that fresh air would be good for her.
After she reached the Black Lake she sat down and looked at the stars. It was something she used to do with her parents.
Her parents.
Hermione cringed at the thought. She knew agreeing to this mission meant never seeing her parents again, but she also knew that protecting her parents was the most important thing. This was always something that was possible in war.
Earlier in the week Hermione had asked Dumbledore what would become of her when she was born into her own timeline in 1979. Dumbledore said that going back in time that long would have affected her destiny, making her never born into 1979. The thought disturbed her.
A loud howl brought Hermione from her thoughts. That sounded like…
Oh no!
Hermione's head shot up toward the moon. How could she be so stupid! A full moon! She knew Remus was getting more irritable for a reason. She cursed herself and fumbled for her wand. When her hand reached deep inside her coat pocket to no avail she let out a groan. She left it in the common room! How could she be so stupid!
She scanned the dark grounds and began to run up to the castle. She didn't possible think that Remus would be this close to the grounds. Another howl ruptured throughout the air, much closer now.
Hermione was never an athlete; running was not her thing, especially running fast. She heard a low growl from behind and then was thrown into the ground. She let out a gasp as she tried to squirm away, but only succeeded in facing the wolf.
Without looking she already knew that it wasn't Remus. He would have taken is Wolfsbane, he wouldn't willingly attack her. This was another wolf, a much larger wolf. It peered on top of her with a look of thirst in his eyes, ready to attack. Hermione was just preparing herself for death when another wolf lurched at her.
Hermione let out a loud scream as the new light brown wolf left a large cut from her shoulder to her elbow. But when the weight of the wolf above her was gone, Hermione realized that the brown wolf wasn't trying to attack her, but attack the grey wolf. Hermione new it was odd behavior for a werewolf to stop a killing, but she also had a hunch that the light brown wolf was Remus.
Hermione steadied herself and headed for the castle once again. The grey wolf was occupied by Remus; the two were howling and screeching. Hermione cringed as she heard the fight, knowing that she could do nothing to stop it. Hermione ran as fast as she could up to the castle, she was losing quite a bit of blood, but knew that she would be fine. Once she made it in she ran towards Dumbledore's office. She spit out at least five passwords until she was let in.
"Remus scratched me but he didn't mean too! There was another wolf and it tried to attack me but Remus saved me!" Hermione cried as she entered the office. Dumbledore nodded at once, somehow understanding what Hermione was saying.
"I'll fetch Madam Pomfry, stay here." Dumbledore spoke quickly as he left his office.
Once Hermione was alone she took off her robe to examine the cut herself. It looked deep, it was bleeding quite heavily and it hurt badly. Madam Pomfry came storming into the office almost five minutes later.
"Let me see it!" She hissed at Hermione. Hermione cringed as she showed Madam Pomfry her cut. The nurse made a clicking noise with her tongue and handed Hermione two potions. Hermione didn't question them and drank them both quickly. She quickly felt very tired, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Hermione woke up the next morning in the hospital wing. It was early still, about seven in the morning, and no one else was awake. She began to sit up when she heard groaning in a bed across from her covered by curtains. Hermione stood up and slowly began to walk over to it. Peering behind the large white curtains was Remus, who looked to be in much worse condition than Hermione. He had another large cut that ran acrossed his face and the rest of him looked bruised and broken.
"Remus?" Hermione barely whispered. Remus' eyes shot open and Hermione stepped back in surprise.
"You're okay?" Remus groaned. Hermione nodded and pointed to the bandage.
"You scratched me a bit when you saved me from that grey wolf, but I'm okay." Hermione said.
"I'm so sorry." Remus sighed. "It's a cursed scar you know, it won't heal fully." Hermione gulped.
"But I'm not a…Its not..?" Hermione struggled to find the words to say. Remus let out another sigh.
"You aren't a werewolf Hermione. You might get moody and feel sick during the full moon, but you aren't a werewolf." Remus gently said.
"Oh." Hermione nodded looking at him. "Thank you Remus, for saving me." Remus smiled sadly at her.
"Will you still be leaving today?" Remus asked in a quieter tone.
"I don't see why not. I need to say goodbye to some people here though first." Hermione countered, thinking of Ron and Harry.
"I see. Well in case I don't see you before then. Good luck. And if you meet me, which I expect you will. I was different then, everyone was." He paused before adding, "Please do and try to save them." Remus softly pleaded. Hermione nodded her head, not needing to bother and ask who "them" was. Remus stuck out his hand to shake Hermione's. Once Hermione's hand touched him a deep shocked passed through her body. Hermione's eyes went wide and Remus's jaw dropped. He must have felt it too.
"What was tha-"
"Miss Granger! Mr. Lupin needs some attending too! Please excuse yourself, you are free to go. Just come back here tomorrow so I can rewrap your injury." Madam Pomfry interrupted Hermione's question. Hermione shot another questioning look at Remus as she was shooed out.
She went back to the common room and wrote Ron and Harry letters. Not telling them both too much information, but enough to hold them over before she could change things in the past. She set the letters underneath their pillows and headed to the Great Hall to find her friends. The two boys were smiling up at her and couldn't even tell she was injured because of the large jumper Hermione was wearing.
After spending her last few moments of time with the boys she wrote her parents explaining her situation. She felt guilty and awful and wanted to leave immediately. Staying here any longer would make her never want to leave. She packed her bag with her favorite books and pictures. She even remembered to write down the potion for Wolfsbane, she figured young Remus may want that, even if she wasn't sure how she would find the supplies to make it. She headed towards Dumbledore's office.
"Miss Granger, are you ready? I assume your injury is healing, no doubt." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled down at her. Hermione nodded her head.
"Please give this letter to my past self. It should explain things in great detail and I believe it will help you some." Hermione nodded and tucked the letter away.
"Remember your duties Miss Granger." Dumbledore said again. Hermione nodded.
"Sir, who will I be staying with?" Hermione asked, the question just coming to her.
"My past self will find some suitable accommodations for you, no doubt." Dumbledore kindly said. Hermione heard a sigh and looked over at the first time to Snape.
"Miss Granger…I do admire your bravery." Snape said slowly looking at her with something Hermione had never seen before.
"Thank you Professor." Said Hermione her eyes open wide in shock.
"Here is the time-turner, "Dumbledore said, as he handed her one of the magical instruments. "I've charmed it, so 3 turns shall do." Hermione nodded.
"Goodbye." She looked at the two men and turned it three times.