Okay, yes the crazy author who almost never updates her stories started a new one. But I started a new one about time travel. I have yet to figure out who to pair Hermione up with although I'm thinking of Sirius, Remus is another good choice, or maybe even a new character!

Disclaimer: If I really owned this why would I post this on fanfiction? If I was really J. K. Rowling I would sell this off for even more millions. If I really was J. K. Rowling I wouldn't have written such crappy works for the last two books.

Note: If you want to beta this story pm me and work something out. Trust me I need all the help I can get.

The Burrow 1997

It was very difficult for the Wizarding World to recuperate with all the lost ones after the Final Battle, but they got through it. It seemed sort of crazy for Voldemort to even be dead. Hermione swore that it seemed like he would just pop back alive saying "I've fooled you once again! I still live!"

But as he was dead, and Ron and Harry decided to go into Auror Academy while she went back to school to finish it up properly, Hermione was at the burrow helping Ron study for his and Harry's Auror entrance exam he had tomorrow before she went to the platform for the Hogwarts Express.

"Okay this is the last spell before I have to go, Ron, the spell is Vicis prodigium quaero and the movement is a swish, double flick, and slash." Hermione wand tip glowed red before slowly stopping reverting back into its white wood color.

"Okay, Vicis prodigium patefacio" With wild wand movements Ron's wand lit up a white glowing color before it seemed to take a form of its own and engulfed Hermione.

With a scream, Hermione yelled, "Ronald look what you've done now!"

After that Hermione disappeared along with her things.

Gulping big and turning pale Ron frantically ran to the floo and floo-called Harry.

Disoriented Hermione strained her eyes looking at her surroundings. She was still at the burrow, but unluckily or maybe luckily no one was home. Glancing at the clock Hermione was shocked at the fact that there were only seven hands instead of the eight hands they were supposed to hold. Quickly Hermione read the hands Molly - shopping, Bill - shopping, Charlie - shopping, Percy - shopping, Arthur - work, Gideon - work, Fabian - work. At the last two names Hermione did some mental calculations after she gave a gasp of shock, 'Okay if Gideon and Fabian are still alive I'm guessing its 1976 - 77 as Percy is born'

Just to make sure Hermione quickly muttered the time spell.

Friday July 1st 1977 10:00 AM

Drawing herself a mental time line Hermione saw that she had just gotten into the beginning of what looked to be the Mauraders' 6th year summer. Of course being that it was going to be their 7th year, Hermione had been given a chance to change her and her friends' bleak life into something more. Of course, but how could she do that? First of all, she would have to change her appearance as it wouldn't be any good if anyone noticed her in the future. Using her own spells Hermione slowly began to change her appearance while looking at an, albeit small mirror the Weasley's had. With a wave her short curly hair turned long, straight and black, her face losing her slight freckles and becoming a perfect cream color with a heart face. Another wave gave her eyes to turn into an ash mauve color and her short frame of 5'1 to a slender frame of 5'5. Now that no one would be able to notice her Hermione needed to come up with a new identity after all being a pureblood would make things easier for Hermione to get around as no one would ask questions. Sighing she took a piece of parchment and quill and started writing.

Name: Mina Block, that should be easy enough to memorize as Mina was the twins' nickname for her and Block was her mother's maiden name.

Age: 17, while Hermione should really only be 16 due to the time turner fiasco it added half a year making her new birthday March 17.

School: home-schooled until parents died from a tragic accident, which was the truth after all, her parents died in a car crash as Wendell and Monica Wilkins.

Status: Pureblood

Rolling up the parchment and putting it in her bag along with the quill Hermione quickly started coming up of where to go.

As Dumbledore would insist that since Voldemort was defeated in her time Hermione shouldn't meddle with time therefore, making Hermione decide against telling Dumbledore. After all, what was the point of making a better life for Harry, Sirius, Remus, and many more if she was stopped because of what ifs. So Mina Block would have to contact Dumbledore not Hermione Granger. That left two places where Hermione could go to. There was Hogsmeade or Magical France. Diagon Alley was hardly an option as people would wonder too much, plus the fact that Hermione had only been their six times her whole life and that was only for an hour or two for her school supplies. Hogsmeade would pose the same question as it hardly made sense for a couple to not let their child go to Hogwarts when it was only a matter of minutes away leaving Magical France the last option. During Christmas Break Hermione and her parents mainly went to France for the allotted time they had and always almost every day Hermione was able to tour the lovely France and its Magical city. With that set in mind Hermione took out her quite filled moneybag, grabbed her bag and apparated away just as the clock tipped the hands of Molly and the kids to traveling coming home in mere seconds after she left.

An hour later Hermione Granger or Mina Block was away from England and in the blustering lanes of Magical France. Quickly making her way to a nearby Realtor in another hour Mina Block had just bought an expensive state-of-the-art furnished flat right next to Lushness, a popular wizard club by the looks of it. Buying all the necessities she quickly stocked her flat with many things she needed and glanced into her moneybag. The quite filled moneybag now only held a few galleons left so Hermione stood up from the settee she sat in and gave a sigh as she went to look at job ads.

In another hour Mina had earned herself a job as a singer under the stage name Colette at Lushness where she made quite a bit for a salary as a singer.

Tired and exhausted by everything she had gone through that day Mina went back to her flat and promptly passed out onto her bed after landing her singing job.