Ron and Hermione were sitting, studying, in the library, at Sirius' house in London.
"Hermione." Ron said suddenly. "Would, Would we be in any danger if we went to visit harry?"
"Ron, You know we can't. Dumbledor said-"
"I know what Dumbledor said. But think, if you were harry, how would you feel about being kept in the dark?"
"Ron, I know but-"
"Look." Ron said showing her his hand."Hedwig pecked my hand so much that-"
"I know! She pecked my hands good too."
"So lets go. We don't know much, so there's not much to tell. Come on Hermione!" Ron said as he got the floo powder from the shelf.
"Come on Hermione. Lets go, We'll be back before anyone notices we're gone."
"Oh alright." Hermione said she stood up.
"Good." Said Ron as he stepped into the fire place. Hermione stepped in too, they held hands.
"Number 4 private Drive!" They said in unison. Immediately green flames engulfed them.
When the smoke cleared and they stepped out of the fireplace they instantly knew this was not the Dursleys home. This room was much bigger then the Dursleys living room and it was filled to the ceiling with bookshelves. It was another library.
"Where are we?" Ron asked aloud.
"I would prefer to know who you are" said a man they had not noticed who was sitting in an old fashioned chair.
"Um, um"
"I can't hear you Miss." Said the man.
"Um, um"
"Now, did you mean to come here or were you looking for another fireplace?"
"Oh good, we thought you were a muggle." Ron sighed.
"No, of course not. Do I look like filth? I'm pureblood and nothing else!" Ron stared in surprise while Hermione glared.
"I'm Caledon Hockley. Maybe you've heard of my father. Nathan Hockley?"
"No." Ron said simply.
"Well." Said Caledon felling hurt.
"Yes." Said Hermione still glaring but her eyes widen at the names.
"Where were you trying to go?" Asked Caledon.
"A friends house" Started Ron. "If you have some floo pow-" Hermione elbowed him "Hey what was tha-"
"Im sorry, We don't use floo powder. We have other ways to travel other then traveling by soot. I have no more time to talk to you myself." Caledon interrupted him. "I have an important business meeting." He rang for the maid. "If you'll excuse me. You are welcome to stay with us until we can find transportation for you home."
"Thank you."
"Thanks."
The maid entered the room.
"Ah Mary, please take this lady and this gentlemen to some of our guest rooms. They will be staying with us for the time being." Said Caledon as he left the room.
Mary led Hermione and Ron out of the room, down a long hall and up two flights of stairs.
"This place is bigger then Hogwarts, Hermione!" Ron said is exhaustion.
Finally they stopped in front of a door.
"This is your room sir, and miss if you follow me I will show you, your room." Mary said as she opened the door.
"No need, We're married." Hermione stated.
"We ar-?" Ron said as Hermione elbowed him.
"Oh, well then. I'll leave you." Mary the maid said more then a bit shocked. "Dinner will be served soon" She walked down the hall, turned a corner and was gone. Hermione pulled Ron in to the room, closed the door, and locked it.
"What the hell? Why did you say we were married?!" Ron shouted.
"Shh."Hermione quieted him "Ron, do you know who the Hockleys are?" She asked.
"Well, no." He answered. "I guess their some rich pureblood family."
"Yes, From 1912!" Hermione answered.
"What?"
"Ron, I'm not sure how. But We have been transported back in time!"
"What?! Hermione, how are we going to get back?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?!"
A knock on the door interrupted the conversation.
"Ron, just play along. I'll explain later." She unlocked the door. "Come in."
The door opened, it was another maid.
"Hello Miss, I'm Emma, one of Miss. Rose's chambermaids. She said you can borrow some of her clothes to dress for dinner."
"Alright." Hermione said brushing her away.
"I'll show you to her room then. Oh and sir, this is normally Mr. Thomas, Mr. Hockleys nephews room. You may borrow some of his clothes. He's away at school right now."
"Oh, alright?" Hermione followed the maid down the hall and down a flight of stairs, up another hallway where Emma stopped. She knocked on the door.
"Miss. Rose?"
"Come in Emma." Came the answer.
The door opened and Hermione entered a gorgeous room. It had paintings all over and bright red wall paper.
"Hello." Said a women standing next to a green and red patterned chair.
"Hello." Said Hermione in answer.
"I'm Rose Dewitt Bukater."
"Hermione...Weasley"
"I've heard you are staying with us until we can send you home."
"Yes."
"Would you like some different clothes. Those look rather cold."
"Oh." Hermione said realizing that she was wearing a knee length skirt and a short sleeve shirt, she was wearing less clothing then was considered underwear in this year. "Well, uh."
"Is this one alright?" Rose said holding up a beautiful blue dress with white lace around the neck and wrists.
"Oh! Yes. That looks beautiful!"
"You may have it, if you like. Its an old one of mine."
"Oh! Thank you." Hermione said in awe.
"Dinner will be served in a few moments. Emma will help you dress, if that's alright.
"Mm" Hermione said in agreement.