Broken Time
By:I-Love-Dennis( formerly: Regina-Wannabe)
Summary: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Luna, Pansy, Draco and Blaise get sent back in time. No one except the eight students and the professors know. The exact time is the Mauder's Era. This time consisted of Lily Evans, James Potter, Lucius Malfoy, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black, Andromeda Black, Narcissa Black, Bellatrix Black, and Severus Snape. Will Harry get the chance to meet his parents? Yes. But only one problem stands in the way.
Chapter one
Harry sighed. He was bored out of his mind. They had to have a one foot report on Werewolves. Again. He was about to turn to Hermione, but decided against it. She had already told Ron and him that she wasn't going to help. They had done it in third year already, so there was no need to do it again. Rolling his eyes, he looked at Ron, who was scribbling desperately at his parchment. Setting his quill down, he read over his paper. By a weird miracle, he was half-way done. Just a few more sentences, he thought. And I'll be free to go to dinner.
Leave it to Hermione, the smartest witch to attend Hogwarts in ages, to place the Head Common Room under a spell so the two Gryffindor boys wouldn't try and escape. Finishing off the last of his sentence, he smiled proudly. "Hermione!" he called into her room.
The Head Girl had been finishing up her Transfiguration Essay, but was startled as she heard Harry's voice. Quickly stopping, she hurried out of her room in case something was wrong. "What? What is it?" she asked harshly.
Ron Weasley, the third member of the Golden Trio, looked up as the brown-haired girl came running out of her room wondering what was wrong. Glancing over to Harry, he noticed the amused look on the boys' face. The boy grinned before shaking his head and returning to work on his Essay.
"I finished my Essay. Just wondered if you could look over it." Harry replied, grinning slightly. He caught Ron's glance and shrugged, smirking. Reaching a hand up, he messed up his already messy black hair.
Hermione, however, didn't find this little stunt funny. "Harry James, don't you ever scare me like that again!" she said crossly, slapping his arm. Hearing Ron snicker slightly, her cold gaze turned on him. "And you, Ronald! Always joking around, like nothing's going on. Honestly, won't you two ever grow up?" Her brown eyes had darkened, reflecting anger, making her friends slightly scared.
This was a typical evening for the Golden Trio of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The trio consisted of Harry Potter, a half-blood, who had the weight of the Wizarding World on his shoulders, waiting for him to kill You-Know-Who. Next comes Hermione Granger, a muggle born, also one of the brightest witches to attend Hogwarts in ages. She has and always will help her two best friends out of trouble. Last is Ron Weasley. He is a pure-blood, related in some way to the Blacks, meaning they're also related to Draco Malfoy. Ron is a very powerful boy, even though he messed up his spells half the time by either mispronouncing it or by doing the wrong movements. Luckily, Hermione helps him out, no problem.
One thing was for certain. Hermione Granger had fallen helplessly in love with Harry Potter. Everyone knew, but Harry, being the boy he was, didn't know. He didn't know that every time he grinned at her, her heart stopped. He didn't know that every time he was doing fine on his own, she offered to help just to be with him. And one thing he definitely didn't know was that the night before summer holiday's last term, he had impregnated Hermione.
Hermione, though, being the smart witch she was, looked up a spell to change her appearance slightly. It was just a spell to block her stomach from growing to anyone. Of course, she could lift it and see just how much it had grown, but she hadn't checked the past few days, as she was busy with homework. With a sigh, she read over Harry's essay, a smile tugging on her lips at how in depth the explanation was. "Perfect Harry. You are able to leave." She said, waving her hand to open the door to let him out before it quickly shut and locked again. The brunette turned her look to Ron, who was holding his paper out in front of her. This was the first time the two had actually written anything without her needing to change it. "Well, it seems you two have overcome your no homework stage. Keep this up and there'll be no need to lock you in a Common Room." Hermione smiled as she cleared the table before opening the door to go to the Great Hall.
Harry, who had already made his way to the Great Hall, was chatting intensely with a Slytherin. This made Hermione and Ron turn around and walk back in, by which time, the Slytherin, Malfoy to be precise, was already back at the other table. Furrowing her brows, Hermione walked over to her friend. "Harry, pray tell why Malfoy was actually talking to you. In a civilized manner." She demanded, sitting down.
The black-haired boy was taken aback as his two friends sat down beside him, a glare visible on both. As Hermione demanded him, he shrugged. "We were talking about an assignment we had to do in DADA." He answered simply.
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, stood from the Head Table, looking upon all of his students. As soon as they quieted, he cleared his throat. He didn't want to deliver grave news about Minerva, but it had to be done. "Students, welcome back," he began. "The sorting is done, as it was done yesterday so no hassle will have been brought to the staff. I have, unfortunately, very grave news. Minerva McGonagall, Transfiguration Teacher, and beloved Gryffindor Head of House, was killed over the summer, by our very own, Severus Snape. A memorial for Professor McGonagall will be held later on in the year, and Severus has been sentenced to Azkaban." His face was very grim during the releasing of said news. Whispers spread throughout the Hall before he raised his hand. Silence washed over everyone, making them shiver in fright. "Timetables will be sent out tonight by your Head Boy and Girl. Please welcome me in congratulating Draco Malfoy for making Head Boy," Draco stood and bowed before walking up to Dumbledore, "and Hermione Granger for making Head Girl. Without further ado, please also help me in welcoming Professor Thomas Pearson, who will take over Potions and Slytherin Head of House, while Noelle Reed shall take over the Gryffindor Head of House and Transfiguration positions. Remember, the Forest is still out of bounds for anyone. Voldemort is getting closer, and we don't need any students getting lost." Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled over to Harry and Ron before landing on Hermione. "Now, please, as you eat, think of Professor McGonagall and all the happy times never wasted."
And with that, the feast began.
A/N: Okay, I know that was really long, but I had it planned out before I even wrote the speech. It was just something I threw together. I'm working on my second Chapter now, which should be up either Saturday or Sunday. Being super busy with school and dance has hindered me from writing any more out.