Authors Note: Hello there! This was an idea for a fic that just wouldn't leave me alone until I began writing it down. I currently have about 25k words written, so updates should be smooth for a while forward. There will be some harsh language in this, and some violence, ergo the rating. I haven't planned for any explicit sexual content, however. Looking at my plan for this fic I'd say that the finished length will end up somewhere between 50-70k words. This fic will at times be really rather silly, and is overall quite light-hearted. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1

And so, it began.

Hermione felt nervous exhilaration spreading in the pit of her stomach. She seemed to be standing in the very same corridor she'd been in just a few moment earlier. The walls and floors were in simple stone, and there was a certain chill in the air, even though it was summer. For it was during summer that she was set to appear.

She looked around for a short while, wondering if she should start walking towards Dumbledore's office or if –

"Can I help you?"

She smiled and turned towards the speaker – one Severus Snape, that is. "Yes!"

Severus frowned, probably trying to figure out why a 21 year old was down in the dungeons. How many years could one repeat, and how just stupid would you have to be? "... you are?"

For some reason or other, Hermione sang out, "I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie world..." Damn George and Fred for slipping a sillyness-inducing potion into her morning tea.

Severus was not amused.

She snorted. "Can you guess my name?"

Severus was not amused. "No."

"Aaaw! If I gave you a clue then?"

Could he be less amused? "We're going to the headmaster. This minute."

Hermione just smiled and walked briskly at his side. "I was actually headed there."

"Why would you then be in the dungeons?" He looked at her as if though gauging how insane she could possibly be.

"So, your clue?" She held up her Time Turner. "This little thing decided to send me here. With a little help, of course."

He looked at her once again, trying to place her features. She simply grinned at him. He frowned. "Granger?"

"Bingo!"

"I believe you've got a whole lot of explaining to do."

"Oh, undoubtably! Sadly, you'll have to wait until Minerva and Dumbledore are both in attendance."

They neared the stone gargoyle. Severus slowed down. He muttered, "I love babies."

"What was that?" Hermione chuckled. Severus simply glared at her. The stone gargoyle moved to the side. They walked up the stairs, Severus before Hermione since she was a true gentleman.

Severus pushed open the door into Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore had been feeding Fawkes, the wretched thing, gummy worms. He looked up at the intrusion, and quickly assessed the situation.

"Miss Granger?"

Hermione turned to Severus, exasperated. "See, he gets it without any clue!"

Severus looked decidedly confused. "And it's a big deal because...? You're being inane, miss Granger."

Could she tell him? Well, she didn't know that she did or didn't. But then she probably didn't want him to know right away, did she? So she simply looked up at the roof and smiled. "We're going to need Minerva for this discussion."

Dumbledore twinkled at her. "And what discussion is that, miss Granger? I'm assuming you've been on quite a journey? Mayhaps through time?" He eyed the time turner around her neck.

She smiled and nodded – that oftentimes does the trick.

"Very well. Please sit down. Is Severus to be present for the discussion?"

Her eyebrows shot up. "Oh yes. Why shouldn't he?"

Dumbledore simply smiled and made a teapot, four cups and three chairs appeared. He also scribbled something on a note that Fawkes then took in his beak. Hermione and Severus both sat down – Hermione sat down in the middle chair, so he was forced to take a seat next to her. The put out expression on his face almost made her giggle.

Minerva soon arrived. She mostly seemed confused, but when she saw the time turner around Hermione's neck she seemed to get the gist of it. She seemed familiar enough with these situations, though Hermione sincerely doubted they had many time travelers visit for tea, and simply sat down at Hermione's other side.

Dumbeldore cleared his throat and looked expectantly at Hermione.

"Okay, so as you've all gathered I travelled back in time." Dumbledore and Minerva nodded at her to get along with her story. "I used the time turner." More nodds. "So now I'm here." Now even Severus joined in on the nodding. "I come from the year 2001 – no, Earth doesn't end at New Year's 2000. No need to worry." Nod, nod, nod. "Oh, has anyone of you seen 2001: a Space Oddessey? In my opinion Kubrick's masterpiece."

There were more nods from Minerva and Dumbledore, but Severus muttered, "A Clockwork Orange is better."

"That is a fine movie too! Not as epic as 2001, though."

Dumbledore seemed annoyed now. How fun! "Miss Granger, we do have all day, but we'd rather you tell us your story just a tad bit quicker?"

"Oh yes, yes," she sighed, "I have known for some time now that I was to travel back in time. I worked miracles for the Order, you see. Not the magical kind, mind you. I have a certain amount of useful information memorized, and I know that I am soon to get even more. You see, I am to become a spy for the Order."

Severus raised one of his infamous eyebrows. "And just how do you suppose you'd become a spy?"

She smiled softly. "The lies I am to tell Voldemort have nothing to do with my identity, but rather with what is to happen in this war. I will tell him that he wins, and I simply do not want to live the rest of my life as some sub-human slave. I will give him some carefully selected information, a significant date or two, in exchange for one: ensured saftey for myself and Mini-Me, and two: the opportunity to become a Death Eater."

Severus snorted. "The meetings consist of tea parties and petting fluffy animals. And the Dark Lord is very fond of the smell of roses. Think you can handle it?"

Ah, so the man could already joke! This boded well. She spoke in overly dramatic tones, "I fear I must, for the sake of the Order."

Dumbledores eyes twinkled madly. Was the light in his head malfunctioning? "So how do you explain your situation to yourself and Harry and Ronald?"

"Well, for the time being I shall take on a different name, change up my hair – you have no idea how long I've waited to do just that – and change a few things here and there. I won't look that different, but people won't recognize me as Hermione. I won't recognize me."

Minerva spoke, for the first time during that meeting. "What will you do now?" She picked up her teacup and took a sip.

"I'm going to continue my apprenticeship under Severus."

Minerva spit out the tea she had in her mouth. It mostly landed on Dumbledore's face. Then she started to cackle. "You have a bloody apprentice Severus!"

Severus himself looked adverse to the idea. He sighed and pinched his nose whilst asking, "Are you certain of that? And whyever would I even take you on to begin with?"

"Why, because I'm bloody brilliant! And yes, I am certain of that. Indeed, I have a very amusing memory of future-me taking over your classes for a week, for some reason or other. Oh, and there was the time – ha! – when, oh I shouldn't spoil the surprise!"

Dumbledore looked very amused and smiled at Severus. "Well, it seems like you've got yourself an apprentice!"

Severus' jaw clenched.

Hermione grinned. "Don't look so put out! We're going to be practically the best of friends!" Dumbledore started laughing.

Severus muttered, "Kill me now." Minerva kept cackling away.