„If live gives you lemons, make lemonade."

…or use these lemons in more creative ways. Dealing with lemons is an easy thing to do, but Hermione was not dealing with them, but with Harry. It was a Saturday evening in the early December of her 4th year in Hogwarts the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and she was alone in the castels library. She was hoping to find something to help her and her friend Harry Potter to survive the next task. After all trying to outfly a magiical creature was on thing, outflying a motherfucking DRAGON was another. It was pure luck that Harry was even living right now after the dragon broke free and unbelieveable that he did that without him takeing serios injuries.

She would not risk him beeing killed in the second task if his luck ran out. As a result, she found herself covered by large piles of books. Some about eggs, as they haven't deciphered the hissing of the golden egg (yet), others about the tornament itself and finally some about cures, jinxs and charmes for general defence. Thinking about it while doing a short break, Hermione started thinking about the black haired wizard. In her first year after she was turned down by Harry for her confronting him for his fame, she ignored him for the first month. A week later she apologized, as she started to understand him. After that both seemed to have agreed to ignore each other.

Well at least until she was nearly killed by a bloody mountain troll. As Harry and Ron jumped in to rescue her … , „wait Ron? That doesn't feel right. Harry saved her, Ron was the reason for her tob e in the bathroom, but he wasn't in the bathroom himself. Or was he?" Surprissed by that thought she started searching in her memories. She was thinging about an event in her second year, she was laying petrified in her bed. „Wait again, she remembered something about this time? How could that be?"

There were Professor Dumbledore and Harry standing next to her and then Harry asked the Professor an interesting question :"Headmaster, I know Professor Sprout is growing mandrakes, but coudn't the school easly buy those plants?"

„Of corse Harry, that would be the easiest way to do it or what about buying the potion itself?" Harry looked in skeptical at the headmaster as he sounded like he was well aware of this option. „But Harry that would mean you spending more time with Miss Granger and that would mean you possibly woundn't rescue the little Ginny out oft he fangs of Tom Riddle." That statement was not something Hermione would have expected Dumbledore to say. „You look surprised Harry, how could I haven't noticed the basilisk walking with Ginny? I see and hear most of the things happening in this castel. Even when I was only the transfiguration professor, I started keying myself into the wards of Hogwarts. It is pretty easy to do actually. I even noticed the dairy that tries to posses her." „Why what…" was all Harry was able to say before the Professor started again. „Harry, my boy it is all for the Greater Good so don't think about it, well I even have an easy way doing it. Obliverate. You do not remember talking with me and you simply could not find a way helping the petrified ones."

Obliveration? Well that explains a lot, but why would the leader of the light do that? She didn't have a good feeling that Dumbledore was removeing stuff from Harry's memories. „You also will take the same courses as Ron does and be as lacy as he is. Do not focus on school but fun." The headmaster said as he finished the charm. Before she could start processing the situation, the memorie jumped back to her first year, shourtly after the exident in the bathroom. She was with Harry in the headmasters office. „Professor, the troll, we knocked him out in the girls bathroom in the second floor! Please, he is still a danger, you have to do something about it!" „What did you do in the girls bathroom? Didn't I raise you better?"

After that, Hermione couldn't hold herself back and shouted, „Are you nuts?! He fought a adult mountain troll and all you can think about is why he went to the bathroom? But to anwser your stupid question, he went there because Ron Weasly threatened me earlier in class and I was about to go home, forgetting about this world complettly."

„We can't have that, there would be questions about why one of the top students quitt he best school and Harry is important for my plans. As for Ron he is still young and everyone does something a little stupid, wouldn't you agree Harry? As for the event itself don't be afraid with Rons help the hole situation was finished rather easily." At that moment Harry seemed to be near exploding.

„My, my now even your hair started to change its colour Harry, seems as I also have to bind your core even more. Obliverate!"

The hole scene shifted into there 3rd year. Harry and Hermione walked in a corridor to there houses tower. As Harry took her by her sleeve unexpected. „Harry what are you doing?" she asked afraid as he isolated her from the main group. „I want to talk with you alone for a short moment alone" „Ok I will, but please don't scare me like this again." „I promise" ,he instantaneously replied. „So what is it that you want to talk about?" „Hermione, we have met back in the first year and from back then I made a misstake I want to fix today." She looked at him unsure what to expect. „One of the first times we met, I was harsh to you, way to harsh in my opinion, I had no clue that I am that famose in the wizarding world at the time and I didn't want it, as the only thing I have from it ist he death of my parents. But I couldn't withstand myself there and it is my fault not investigating." „Oh Harry, that is something so little…" „Please Hermione, let me finish." Harry took all his Gryffindors courage as he started to continue, „Last year while you where petrified, I was nearly lost when, I first saw you laying in the bed, something that nearly broke me. This moment I started having feelings for you, I love your huggs, your hair, your intelligenz, your personality, your … you. I love you Hermione Granger. Would you honour me in becoming my girlfried?"

„Oh Harry" she replied. Clapping was heard. „Well said my boy, but that is not in the plans of the Greater Good, so let's finish that conflict fast, I'm tired. Obliverate!"

'Is this old wanker really only another Lockhart?' was the first thought that entered her mind, followed by a strange voice. 'Come to me, my child. We were waiting for so long.'

"Who is there?" whispered Hermione 'Come to me. Follow me.' 'That is strange, I feel like I can trust this voice, but I'm not sure.' 'Find me in the room, the Room of Requirement. Your black-haired friend found it once.' 'Room of Requirement? Wasn't it something like Ravenclaw's equivalent of the Chamber of Secrets?'

'Watch the headmaster, before we have met, I can't protect you.' 'Why is magic always so strange, instead of offering me protection first, it just requested something… Well better I look for Harry anyway.'