Title: Star Light, Star Bright

Short Summary:
Hermione Granger has to use the Time Turner again for her sixth year. One night she is attacked by Malfoy and the Time Turner breaks, throwing her back into the time of the Marauders.

Pairings:
Hermione/Remus, James/Lily, Sirius/and many other girls.

Warning: Story contains implied and/or scenes of major language, attempted rape, angst, adult scenes, serious violence and probably more…

Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters.

Star Light, Star Bright

~Chapter One~

Star Light, Star Bright,
I wish you may,
I wish you might.
Grant me my wish
that I wish to night.

~September 1996~

It was the beginning of their sixth year, the third day back to Hogwarts.

The day was rather nice and warm, which was very nice for the so called Golden Trio. Hermione Granger was sitting by the lake with her two best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, doing her homework by the lake. She was taking more classes than everyone, once again so Professor McGonagall, the Transfiguration and Head of the Gryffindor House, had given her a Time Turner again so she could get to all of her classes. She was chewing on the ends of her hair. It was a bad habit but no one was perfect of course. She was doing her History of Magic essay on the life of Kennilworthy Whisp.

Harry and Ron had found interests in playing, Hacky sack. A muggle 'sport' played with a small sack filled with tiny beans or beads. Hermione however thought it was a dumb sport. She kept telling Harry and Ron that they needed to get their work done. But of course the boys said that they would do it later.

As Hermione worked, caught movement on her left side. She turned her head and pushed her hair back. She let out a disgusted sigh out. It was Draco Malfoy and his gang of Slytherins. She looked over at Harry and Ron. "Harry, Ron. Look." She said putting her stuff aside.

Harry and Ron stopped kicking the hacky sack and turned. They groaned with disgust. "What does he want now?" Ron muttered. Harry shook his head.

Malfoy and the Slytherins all sneered at the three. "Well, well, well. If it isn't Harry Pothead, Weasel boy and the Mudblood. Are you having a good time on your threesome date?" He asked and his gang of Slytherins all laughed with him. Harry had to grab Ron to make sure he didn't do anything. The red haired Gryffindor was already starting to move forward, looking ready to start a row with him.

Rolling her eyes, Hermione stood up and started to gather her things. She could already tell that the moment was ruined because of their rivals. "Drop dead, Malfoy." She said coldly.

Draco narrowed his eyes dangerously at her but he still smirked at her as he looked directly into her deep brown eyes. "What's wrong, mudblood? Afraid I'm telling the truth?" He asked smugly, crossing his arms over his chest and watching her as she continued to gather her books and stuff them in her bag.

Hermione snorted sharply. "Whatever, Malfoy. You're so immature." She said swinging her backpack over her shoulder.

With dark looks shooting at Malfoy, Harry and Ron started to follow her. As, Hermione was passing by Malfoy, the Platinum haired Slytherin sneered at Crabbe and Goyle before he turned and slapped Hermione's rear end. Hermione let out a shriek and jumped away from him. Harry and Ron's teeth clenched and they leaped forward. But the gang of Slytherins leaped forward and held them back. Hermione dropped all her stuff and wrenched her wand out from her robes.

But before she could aim it, Malfoy grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward forcefully towards him. Without hesitating at all, he roughly slammed his own lips against hers, making Harry and Ron freeze with shock and alarm, yet there was still anger etched on their faces. Hermione was just as frozen with shock before she started to struggle and push roughly at Malfoy's chest, trying to shove him off of her. Seeing her struggle, Harry and Ron growled and tried to get away but the Slytherins had death grips on their arms. Hermione, on the other hand, finally managed to shove Malfoy off of her before she swung her hand and slapped him hard across the face. Some of the Slytherins winced at the sound of skin to skin, knowing that must have hurt a little.

Angry at being slapped by her, Malfoy's head jerked up and he gave her a vicious look before he backhanded her across her own face. The impact caused Hermione to gasp before she staggered and fell backwards into the lake. Pansy and Derrick grabbed Harry and Ron's wands and threw them on the ground. Then Crabbe and Goyle shoved the two into the lake right after Hermione. The three friends gasped and choked on water as they struggled to get to their feet, soaking wet. After gathering her bearing, Hermione growled as she sat up and glared at Malfoy with hate.

Malfoy gave her a cold smirk as he reached up and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "For a filthy Mudblood you're quite the kisser. It surprises me that you even have that talent for a bookworm loser." he said with smirk, he turned and started walking off with the Slytherins before Hermione or the two boys could grab their wands.

By the time the three friends climbed out to get their wands, the gang of Slytherins were half across the field. Both enraged, Harry and Ron started to go after them but Hermione shook her head as she glared after the Slytherins. "Harry! Ron! Just forget it! They're not worth it!" Hermione called after them.

Harry and Ron stopped. "But, Hermione......" Ron was saying.

Shaking her head, Hermione climbed out and started to squeeze the water from her robes. "No, Ron. Just let them go. They're such prats. Besides we can just get them back later."

Harry sighed. "Fine. But are you okay, 'Mione?" he asked, looking at her with concerned. He knew that she must have been at least a little in shock after being forced to kiss Malfoy. Hell, he was still shocked that the Slytherin even did it.

Nodding, Hermione began squeezing the water out of her hair. "I'm fine, Harry. Just ignore that stupid prat! I will so get him back for kissing me! I swear, I will get him back!" She said viciously.

Harry and Ron could only smile and shake their heads. They were just glad that she was okay about the whole thing and she hadn't lost her edge about getting a minor revenge against the jerk of a Malfoy, not that any of the Malfoys were saints. "Can you get us dry or something? We can't go back into the castle like this. Filch will get us good if we go trudging across the floor, soaking wet." Harry said, smiling at their highly intelligent friend.

Hermione nodded with her own smile before she lifted her wand and gave it a light wave. With the right incantation, Harry and Ron were dry within seconds. Then Hermione held her wand over her head and dried herself. She gathered her things and the three friends went back up to the castle.

Later, Hermione had reported to Professor McGonagall about what had happened when the strict teacher noticed that Hermione had a small cut on her cheek. Apparently Malfoy had a ring on his right hand, which he did. There was a silver ring on his right hand, on the middle finger with the Malfoy seal on it. After hearing that, McGonagall gave Malfoy a week's detention for his act of violence against a fellow student and a girl before she took 200 points from Slytherin. Harry and Ron were happy that Malfoy had gotten in so much trouble.

Malfoy, however, swore revenge but the three didn't take him too seriously. They knew that McGonagall was keeping an eye on him all day to make sure he wasn't going to do anything.

After a full day of keeping their eyes out for Malfoy, it was now dinner time when things really went wrong for Hermione. She was feeling very sleepy after eating so much supper and knew it was time to get some sleep. So she looked at Harry and Ron. "I'm going to bed early. I'll see you in the morning, Harry and Ron." She told them. Still eating, Harry and Ron only nodded their heads to her before digging into some more Yorkshire pudding. They didn't even bother to watch her leave.

Weary, Hermione stood up and left the Great Hall, going up the stairs. Along the way, she found herself in deep thought, thinking about all of the homework she had to do. She was so lost in thought that she soon found herself walking towards the west wing.

Why was she going that way, anyway?

Hermione stopped and looked around before groaning. She hadn't even been paying attention of where she was going. Sighing, she turned to head back the way she was suppose when she heard the familiar yowl of Mrs. Norris. She groaned quietly.

"Oh no!" She whispered to herself.

She knew very well that she shouldn't be wandering in the halls as it was and if she got caught by Filch, he'd find some reason of getting her into worst trouble. So looking around for an escape she saw that the closest way out was the Astrology tower. So she took it. Hermione hurried up the stairs as quietly as she could.

Finally she reached the top and looked around for somewhere to hide. She could hear that mangy cat coming up the stairs right after her. Cursing quietly, she ducked behind a desk and froze when she heard footsteps enter the room. She could see Filch's feet standing next to that stupid cat, and knew very well that his aged eyes were looking around the entire room.

"Is there anyone in here, my pet?" The croaky voice of Filtch asked his rotten cat. The cat only yowled. There was a very long silence as Filch looked around the room before he turned around and headed out. "Come, my sweet."

Then the footsteps faded away.

Hermione didn't move for a long moment until she was sure that Filch was gone. She hated having to hide from that ridiculous man. But with a sigh of relief, she crawled out from under the desk. She knew that was way too close. Sighing again, she dusted herself, freeing herself from any dust before she began making her way towards the door.

However, she missed hearing the footsteps on the stair case and froze when Draco Malfoy suddenly appeared in the doorway. She had been too surprised to see him up in the Astrology Tower that she didn't realize he had his wand in his hand. His cold blue eyes met hers and he froze just as she had. The two stared at each other for a moment before the Slytherin smirked coldly and stepped into the room. "Well, well, well. Here you are." He then grabbed the door and slowly closed it behind him, making Hermione freeze with alarm. "I saw you leaving the Great Hall and I came after you. You know, I really appreciate you for tattling on me, Granger. Thanks to you, I've got a weeks detention." Malfoy said coldly as he turned the lock, locking the door.

Feeling chilled with unease, Hermione stepped back away from, moving behind a chair for protection. She knew very well that he was probably just looking forward to extracting his revenge on her. "That was you're own fault, Malfoy." She said through gritted teeth and started when Malfoy slowly began to move closer, looking as if he was stalking her. "Wh-what are you doing here, anyway?"

"I told you, Mudblood." Malfoy replied, his smirk growing colder by the second, his head tilted in a dangerous way. "I want revenge on you for getting me into trouble. You got me into so much trouble, so I only thought it was fair that I repaid you for it. So I'm going to do it now."

Not liking this at all, Hermione quickly went for her wand. She knew she needed to defend herself from him if he really meant to harm her as revenge against her for something he did to her. But as soon as she had her wand in her hand, she realized that Malfoy already had his out. "Expelliarmus." Malfoy had simply said and her wand went flying off to the side, disarming her. He had even taken quick strides towards her, which made her jump before rushing around the table towards the door.

And she almost made it too if Malfoy had not grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her back.

Yelping in pain, Hermione found herself thrown to the floor and Malfoy was pinning her down. She was terrified right about now as she tried to shove him off of her. She didn't like this at all. She let out a frustrated and angry growl at him as she tried to swing a fist but Malfoy caught her wrists within his hands and slammed them down beside her head. She could only wince in pain as he held her in a vice grip. "Let go of me, Malfoy! Let go of me!" She shouted at him. "You're going to get into so much trouble if you keep this up!"

Snorting, Malfoy shook his head as he kept her arms trapped beside her head, gripping her wrists so tight that her hands started to turn red from the lack of circulation. "I already put a silencing charm on the room, Mudblood. No one is going to hear you scream." He told her in an icy tone.

"What do you want, Malfoy?! Ge-get off of me!!" Hermione demanded, though her voice wavered a little in fear. She wasn't liking the looks of this. This was something she saw in movies or heard in stories but she was getting the idea of what was going on.

Smirking as if he read her mind, Malfoy lowered himself closer to her, looking directly into her eyes. "You know that little interaction between us earlier, I've been planning this for a while now. Even if you are a filthy Mudblood, you're not terrible looking. So, don't take this too personal. Not that you will." He said coldly before he rubbed himself against her, giving her a clue of what his intentions were.

Eyes widening with realization, Hermione felt a wave of panic roll over her. She caught that clue just fine and she knew that it wasn't good. Shaking her head, she struggled even harder and began kicking and rocking, trying to get him off. "Get off of me!! Get off! NO! Don't you dare, Malfoy!! Someone help!" She began screaming and trying to break free from his grip. She tried very hard to get him off but found that he was stronger than her. She wasn't too surprised. He did play Quidditch and that meant a little something. He obviously kept himself fit. "No, Malfoy! Do-Don't!!" She began to beg.

Smirking, Malfoy released on hand and pointed his wand at her. "Silenco." he simply said and his silencing spell fell on her, stopping her from screaming. When she swung at him, he caught her wrists again before shifting them into one hand, keeping them in a vice grip. Using the other hand, he grabbed at her blouse and tugged it open, not caring that the buttons popped open. He ignored her struggling and kicking as he cupped a hand around her left breast under her white brazier, which made her struggle even harder. He lowered himself onto her, pinning her body with his own body. It was harder for her to move this way. He only smirked coldly at her as he looked into her terrified, tearful eyes. "When I'm done with you, you will not remember a thing, Mudblood." He whispered harshly into her ear before he let his hand trail down her front towards her skirt.

Crying harder now, Hermione shook her head, begging him silently to not to do it to her. She was terrified out of her mind. She knew that she was about to get raped by him. She was just shocked that he was even going to do it to her. A Mudblood, in his opinion. But she guessed that it was just his male pride, thinking that he can do whatever he wanted.

Boy, was he in for a rough ride.

There was no way that Hermione was going to let this happen to her. Not by Malfoy! She was not going to let him take away her dignity. So shoving her fear aside for a moment, she thrust up her left as much as she could, trying to knee him in between the legs. It was the only thing she knew that might work. If it didn't, she was doomed.

Luck seemed to be on her side, for her knee connected with what her target was.

A choked cry escape from Malfoy's mouth as he felt the sharp pain shoot up from his nether places before he toppled side wards, gripping his gonads in pain. It hadn't been too hard as Hermione would have liked, but it was enough to stun him.

With tears spilling down her cheeks, Hermione shoved him off of her before diving over to where her wand was. She grabbed a hold of it before whirling around and bolting towards the door. She would have cursed Malfoy right there but his silencing spell was still on her. So she quickly pointed her wand at herself and she countered it. She let out a loud cry of fear as she waved her wand at the door. "Alohomora!" She cried out and the door swung open. She was almost out when she felt Malfoy's hand grab a hold of her shoulder, trying to pull her back. She refused to let him though. Shrieking in fear, she tried to pull sharply away, only to slip on the stone stairs. She fell hard onto her back, hitting her head before starting to roll down the stairs.

Malfoy didn't have as much as luck as she did. He had tripped over her and went sailing down the stairs, head first. He couldn't even stop himself from letting out his own little scream before there was a loud crack as he hit nearly every stair, going down the stairs.

Hermione let out a scream of pain as she went rolling after him before she heard a light crack of glass as she fell then a loud whoosh of air as if she was sailing through the sky. A second later, she fell into darkness and pain, vanishing out the air.

It had been Filch who went racing back towards the Astrology Tower after hearing the loud screams and crashes and he was muttering gleefully about how much trouble some students were going to be for messing around in one of the class rooms. But when he found Draco Malfoy lying at the foot of the stairs, he wasn't smiling anymore. The Sixth year Slytherin was deathly pale, other than bruises and cuts all over him, the dark bruising around his neck. He knew instantly, even if he had not been in the medical field, that Draco Malfoy's neck had broken. But there was no sign of the owner of the female screams. He knew he had heard a girl screaming.

But all there was on the ground was blood and glass from the Time Turner that had belonged to Hermione Jane Granger.

A/N: Okay. Tell me what you think. And please be kind.