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J.K.Rowling and her mastermind. I don't believe I'll be making any new
characters in this story so I can't really copyright anything on my behalf,
apart from the storyline, which I made up and which belongs to me.
This story is rated PG for now but if it does happen to change I'll let you all know.
CHAPTER ONE:
Hermione sat in sixth year dorm getting ready for bed. She took this time to reflect upon what had happened early that week. Lord Voldemort had finally been defeated (with Hermione's help) and the wizarding world was finally at peace.
Hermione pulled out her pajamas from under her pillow and was just about to start undressing when she heard a tap on her bedroom window. Throwing her pajamas onto her bed, she rushed up to the window and yanked it open. Who would be sending a letter at this time of night? She wondered to herself as the brown barn owl swooped into the room and settled on her bed head. As she approached the bird, it stuck its leg out for her to untie the letter from it. As soon as she released the small piece of parchment from the owl's leg it took flight again and gracefully flew away into the night.
Hermione quickly unfolded the parchment and read:
I need to see you in my office right away.
Dumbledore.
A sudden wave of panic swept over Hermione. What could possibly be wrong? Why does he need to see me so urgently? Hermione decided it was best if she obeyed the letter and grabbing her cloak, set off for the headmaster's office.
When she arrived at the statue of the gargoyle, which hid Dumbledore's Office, the old man was already waiting for her. With a swish of his cloak he headed up the spiral stairs and motioned Hermione to follow him. She did. When they reached the warmth of his office, Dumbledore beckoned Hermione to sit and seated himself behind his wooden desk. 'Sir.' Hermione started, 'Sir, what's wrong? What's happened?'
Dumbledore slowly let his gaze meet hers and when he did she noticed that his usual twinkle had diminished.
'Hermione, something terrible has happened to a member of our staff.'
Oh no, Hermione thought, don't let it be McGonagall, please don't let her be hurt. Over the years Hermione had formed a special bond with her talented transfiguration teacher and regarded her as one of her closest most trusted friends.
'.as you know, Professor Snape, was working as a spy for us during the dark years when Voldemort was in power.'
Hermione nodded in understanding, not knowing where this was going.
'Well, it saddens me to say that Severus Snape felt that after the war was over he had no place in society.'
'But he's the potions master, of course he has a place and a very important one at that.'
Hermione had come to respect Professor Snape over her years at Hogwarts, as he was not only highly intelligent but he had also risked his life on various occasions to help save and protect the wizarding world.
'That's what I told him but I never actually realized how bad the situation was until it was too late.'
'I don't understand, Professor. What situation?'
'Well it seems, Hermione that Professor Snape gave up all hope of living a happy life. See the last few years Snape hasn't been living for him.he's been living for us.to save us.'
Hermione just looked up at Dumbledore, a confused expression present on her small face.
'What I'm saying,' Dumbledore continued, 'is that Professor Snape has allowed himself to be defeated finally. He meet with Lucius Malfoy today and.'
'What did he do that for?' Hermione interrupted, ' Didn't he realize Lucius is still angry with him for betraying Voldemort?'
'Yes, he did. That's why he went to see him. He knew what would happen. Earlier today Lucius Malfoy killed Snape.'
Hermione gasped. It was nothing like she had expected.it was worst. She thought that Lucius would stop at a few curses or a bit of torture but never kill, considering how hard he had worked to stay out of Azkaban.
'But why.how?'
'Because Snape allowed him to.'
'He.wha.but...' Hermione fell silent.
So Severus Snape has finally been defeated because he was feeling down, depressed.suicidal.
After a few minutes of heavy silence Hermione brought her gaze up towards Dumbledore. He looked old and weary under his half-moon spectacles and when he looked at her through his now dull blue eyes she saw something she never had before. She saw guilt in the old mans eyes. She felt it was up to her to do something for him before he himself became suicidal.
'Professor,' Hermione broke the silence. 'Is there anything I can do?'
Looking shocked at her question, the headmaster shook his head almost immediately.
'But Sir, there must be something we or I can do.'
Once again her question was answered with a shake of his head. Suddenly a thought struck her. It was brilliant. If it worked Snape could be saved and Dumbledore could be happy again. She had to give it a shot.
'Dumbledore sir, I do have a suggestion.'
Albus' head shot up.
'What if I went back in time. Went back to a time when Snape was alive and back to a time when you were happy.'
Albus Dumbledore looked like a little child on Christmas morning.
'That's an excellent idea Hermione! It's worth a shot at the least.' He exclaimed.
Hermione smiled at him. It was amazing what affect hope could have on an individual.
'Right well, let's get cracking shall we?' Dumbledore suggested. 'Okay, I have a spell that will send you back. You'll just have to say you've transferred from a smaller school to Hogwarts and I think that I'll send you into.well, well I think that sending you into sixth year would be appropriate. You'll of course have to repeat the first half of the year but we aren't really worried about academics now are we.' Dumbledore rambled on like this for a while, with Hermione sitting there attempting to catch every little detail which would help her achieve her goal.to make Severus Snape see life a little differently.
When Hermione left Dumbledore's office in the early hours of the morning, everything was set. She was to have the rest of the morning to sleep, wash, eat and say good-bye to her friends. She would of course see her friends again just not for a while. The spell was to take her back in time and leave her there until her goal was achieved. When the spell was 'satisfied' that she had done what she came for, the future would then be altered according to what she has done and then be brought back into her time with the changes in place.
After a long morning and a lot of hugging, Hermione returned to Dumbledore's office ready. Ready to travel back in time and fix the future (well more like the present).
'Are you ready?' Questioned Dumbledore.
'Ready as I'll ever be.' Hermione replied with a nervous smile.
And with that the spell was cast.
A/N: End of the first chappie. Sorry if it's a bit short but the size of the chapters will increase I promise. Neway tell me what u think of my first Harry Potter fanfic, through a review. Any constructive criticism is welcome. Luv always Guss-Guss
This story is rated PG for now but if it does happen to change I'll let you all know.
CHAPTER ONE:
Hermione sat in sixth year dorm getting ready for bed. She took this time to reflect upon what had happened early that week. Lord Voldemort had finally been defeated (with Hermione's help) and the wizarding world was finally at peace.
Hermione pulled out her pajamas from under her pillow and was just about to start undressing when she heard a tap on her bedroom window. Throwing her pajamas onto her bed, she rushed up to the window and yanked it open. Who would be sending a letter at this time of night? She wondered to herself as the brown barn owl swooped into the room and settled on her bed head. As she approached the bird, it stuck its leg out for her to untie the letter from it. As soon as she released the small piece of parchment from the owl's leg it took flight again and gracefully flew away into the night.
Hermione quickly unfolded the parchment and read:
I need to see you in my office right away.
Dumbledore.
A sudden wave of panic swept over Hermione. What could possibly be wrong? Why does he need to see me so urgently? Hermione decided it was best if she obeyed the letter and grabbing her cloak, set off for the headmaster's office.
When she arrived at the statue of the gargoyle, which hid Dumbledore's Office, the old man was already waiting for her. With a swish of his cloak he headed up the spiral stairs and motioned Hermione to follow him. She did. When they reached the warmth of his office, Dumbledore beckoned Hermione to sit and seated himself behind his wooden desk. 'Sir.' Hermione started, 'Sir, what's wrong? What's happened?'
Dumbledore slowly let his gaze meet hers and when he did she noticed that his usual twinkle had diminished.
'Hermione, something terrible has happened to a member of our staff.'
Oh no, Hermione thought, don't let it be McGonagall, please don't let her be hurt. Over the years Hermione had formed a special bond with her talented transfiguration teacher and regarded her as one of her closest most trusted friends.
'.as you know, Professor Snape, was working as a spy for us during the dark years when Voldemort was in power.'
Hermione nodded in understanding, not knowing where this was going.
'Well, it saddens me to say that Severus Snape felt that after the war was over he had no place in society.'
'But he's the potions master, of course he has a place and a very important one at that.'
Hermione had come to respect Professor Snape over her years at Hogwarts, as he was not only highly intelligent but he had also risked his life on various occasions to help save and protect the wizarding world.
'That's what I told him but I never actually realized how bad the situation was until it was too late.'
'I don't understand, Professor. What situation?'
'Well it seems, Hermione that Professor Snape gave up all hope of living a happy life. See the last few years Snape hasn't been living for him.he's been living for us.to save us.'
Hermione just looked up at Dumbledore, a confused expression present on her small face.
'What I'm saying,' Dumbledore continued, 'is that Professor Snape has allowed himself to be defeated finally. He meet with Lucius Malfoy today and.'
'What did he do that for?' Hermione interrupted, ' Didn't he realize Lucius is still angry with him for betraying Voldemort?'
'Yes, he did. That's why he went to see him. He knew what would happen. Earlier today Lucius Malfoy killed Snape.'
Hermione gasped. It was nothing like she had expected.it was worst. She thought that Lucius would stop at a few curses or a bit of torture but never kill, considering how hard he had worked to stay out of Azkaban.
'But why.how?'
'Because Snape allowed him to.'
'He.wha.but...' Hermione fell silent.
So Severus Snape has finally been defeated because he was feeling down, depressed.suicidal.
After a few minutes of heavy silence Hermione brought her gaze up towards Dumbledore. He looked old and weary under his half-moon spectacles and when he looked at her through his now dull blue eyes she saw something she never had before. She saw guilt in the old mans eyes. She felt it was up to her to do something for him before he himself became suicidal.
'Professor,' Hermione broke the silence. 'Is there anything I can do?'
Looking shocked at her question, the headmaster shook his head almost immediately.
'But Sir, there must be something we or I can do.'
Once again her question was answered with a shake of his head. Suddenly a thought struck her. It was brilliant. If it worked Snape could be saved and Dumbledore could be happy again. She had to give it a shot.
'Dumbledore sir, I do have a suggestion.'
Albus' head shot up.
'What if I went back in time. Went back to a time when Snape was alive and back to a time when you were happy.'
Albus Dumbledore looked like a little child on Christmas morning.
'That's an excellent idea Hermione! It's worth a shot at the least.' He exclaimed.
Hermione smiled at him. It was amazing what affect hope could have on an individual.
'Right well, let's get cracking shall we?' Dumbledore suggested. 'Okay, I have a spell that will send you back. You'll just have to say you've transferred from a smaller school to Hogwarts and I think that I'll send you into.well, well I think that sending you into sixth year would be appropriate. You'll of course have to repeat the first half of the year but we aren't really worried about academics now are we.' Dumbledore rambled on like this for a while, with Hermione sitting there attempting to catch every little detail which would help her achieve her goal.to make Severus Snape see life a little differently.
When Hermione left Dumbledore's office in the early hours of the morning, everything was set. She was to have the rest of the morning to sleep, wash, eat and say good-bye to her friends. She would of course see her friends again just not for a while. The spell was to take her back in time and leave her there until her goal was achieved. When the spell was 'satisfied' that she had done what she came for, the future would then be altered according to what she has done and then be brought back into her time with the changes in place.
After a long morning and a lot of hugging, Hermione returned to Dumbledore's office ready. Ready to travel back in time and fix the future (well more like the present).
'Are you ready?' Questioned Dumbledore.
'Ready as I'll ever be.' Hermione replied with a nervous smile.
And with that the spell was cast.
A/N: End of the first chappie. Sorry if it's a bit short but the size of the chapters will increase I promise. Neway tell me what u think of my first Harry Potter fanfic, through a review. Any constructive criticism is welcome. Luv always Guss-Guss