Here and There.
Harry had still sucluded himself in Grimmauld Place two summer's after Sirius had fell through the veil. He still had nightmares of that night and refused to talk to anyone about them. Everyone apart from one Remus Lupin and Hermione Granger.
Ron felt quite left out after Hermione had accidentlly let slip of Harry speaking to her about the dreams. It acured to Hermione one night, as she woke up to Harry's nightly yell's and pleading, that Remus alway's seemed to know what was happening inside of Harry's head. Once that thought accored she had been slightly freaked out but then thought resonably about it and figured out that maybe when people say that Harry was just like his father had been they were telling the utmost truth, Harry actually was his father's twin, so to speak.
Walking into Harry's room Hermione was not suprised to find Remus already calming Harry down from his latest nightmare. Ron had once shared this room with Harry but one night being woke up was to many and had mooved to the other side of the House. This had upset Harry more than anything else, his best friend had left him because he was suffering. That was where Hermione had come in. For the first few night's she had just been a hugging post, a shoulder to cry on, but over the night's Harry reilised that Hermione was not going to abandon him like Ron had and started to talk to her. Once Harry had started talking to her, Remus had turned up, seemingly knowing what was going on. He was not angry that Hermione had not said anything, he was more pleased that Harry had a friend that he could trust.
Later that day Hermione, Harry and Remus where sitting at the dinning room table having some soup when Minerva McGonnagal had turned up to talk to Hermione. Since Albus Dumbledoor had died Minerva had taken up the place of Headmistress. Two minutes later Remus watched as Hermione walked back in, sat back down in her seat but did not begin eating again, just stared at the table top. Even Harry had taken an interest, which was most unusual because from coming to Grimmauld Place he had been distant and semmingly unable to take an interest in anything anyone else did.
"What's the matter 'Mione?" Harry asked with a ruff voice, "You look like you've had a load put on your shoulders." he carried on placing an arm around Hermione's shoulder's.
"Oh, nothing to bad, just school stuff." Hermione replied,
"Bad school stuff or good?" Remus questioned calmly.
"Remember in my third year?" Hermione asked cuddling into Harry's arm. Harry pulled her into his chest and nodded, "Time Turner. Sirius. Padfoot. Remus. Werewolf. Buckbeak." Harry grunted in responce.
"Yeah, all of that. For seventh year, I've been given another Time Turner."
"I told you never to get that many subjects in one year again Hermione!" Remus scolded, "You'll drive yourself into a quick grave if you keep on like this!"
"But Remus! That's why I don't understand! I have the standard amount of lesson's limed up for next Term. Here," Hermione relpied, digging into her jean's pocket and pulling out a scrumpled piece of parchment, "look for yourslef. Standard amount of lesson's." She watched as Remus took the piece of parchment and scanned over it. A frown appeared on his face as he double and triple checked the parchment.
"Did you tell this to Minerva?" Remus asked quietly.
"Yes." Hermione responded, "She said I'd need it and I'd see why soon enough. That Proffeser Dumbledore had wanted me to do this." and with that said, they made their excuses and went off to get ready for the upcoming term. Harry had refused to take part in it but Hermione had convinsed him that he'd be fine at hogwarts, even though she didn't belive that herself. Two year in their seven at Hogwart's they had had Death Eater's inside the walls of 'the Safest Building in Europe' and during the other's, well, in their first they'd had Quirrel with Voldemort in the back of his head, second they'd had Tom Riddle's memory in that damned diary, their third held the Dementor's and Sirius' and Remus' reviel to them, their forth was the mad Death Eater Barty Crouch Jnr and his master returning from 'the dead', their fifth held all of Harry's causes for nightmares and their sixth was the death of their headmaster. All in all, Hermione did not see how they could still say that hogwart's was safe.
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Harry and Hermione were sitting on the Hogwart's Express, which had just left the station, when Harry suddenly yawned.
"You didn't go to sleep last night, did you?" Hermione scoled.
"H how did you know?" Harry questioned, stiffling a yawn.
"I didn't get woken up last night and Remus looked rested." Hermione said with a grin, and pulled Harry's head down onto her knee, "You get some sleep Harry. I'll be here when you wake up."
Watching him fall asleep, Hermione relised how tired she was aswell. She had stayed up late that night to pack and woke up early that morning to make sure she and Harry had everything. She snuggled down in her seat and slowly drifted off to sleep. Little did she know that her Time Turner's chain had fell out of her top and around Harry's neck...