So this is one of the first stories I'm working on. I just love the idea of Hermione and Lupin being together, especially when Lupin is younger.
Arthur's Note: I'm writing this while they're in they're seventh year, soooo just ignore the fact that Harry, Ron, and Hermione did not go to Hogwarts.
Disclaimer:Of course I don't own it, why would I be writing fanfiction if I did?
Chapter One -- Falling
Hermione ran through the hallways, passing blinking Christmas trees and weaving holly branches, finally skidding to a stop before the library entrance. She walked slowly in, trying to hold in an exhausted breath, and handed Madam Pince a scrawled note, disappearing into the darkness of the Restricted Section.
Breathing deeply, she continued through the aisles, running her finger along the spines of the books. It was easier to relax when she was in the library. The information around her was endless; she could stay for hours and never feel the need to leave.
But she had a job to do. If only Professor Snape hadn't assigned that essay – and right before the Christmas holiday, too! She didn't have the proper materials to complete the project during break, so she had decided to make a quick trip to the library before she left to the Burrow.
Hermione moved her gaze down the seemingly endless row of books. Where to begin? She was lucky Professor McGonagall had written her a pass to the Restricted Section; that had narrowed down her selection greatly.
She stopped at a small bend in the shelves and adjusted her bag around her arm. She reached out to a large green book – maybe an encyclopedia? – and opened to a random page.
Eww, no. Only a rather horrible version of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. She shoved the book back into its slot with a shudder.
Hermione looked around again. She had to hurry, or she'd miss the train. Why were none of the books labeled?
A slight sheen caught her eye. She moved closer to the shelf, inspecting a slim, burgundy colored book, with a dull gold trim. She pulled it out, unsure of what to expect.
It was a book about time. She flipped through the beginning, reading interesting tidbits here and there –
. . . sometimes it is necessary to intervene in someone's past.
It is questioned whether Time Turners can bring you to the future, or if . . .
. . . injury, death, and/or insanity may occur . . .
– then there was a blank page. This wasn't right. She looked closer into the worn parchment, sure that she saw something written.
She didn't have time for this, she was late already!
But what was inscribed on the page?! Surely, there was something there. She stuck her nose in further and further, and the spot grew and widened.
Then she was falling and tumbling, twisting in the darkness.
With an oomph, she landed on something hard. She cautiously opened her eyes, aware that her whole body was stiff. Gray eyes were widened in front of her, part of a face that looked strangely familiar. But it couldn't be!
His body was hard beneath hers, and she was aware that she was looking just as strangely at him as he was at her.
It couldn't be Lupin!
--end of chp 1--
I wanted to make this chapter short and to the point, so don't expect them all to be this short.
Reviews are love, especially for a first timer like me. How can I improve my story if the only opinion I have is my own?