Title: Somewhere in Time Came You

Author: ME! (Woo the story juices flow again)

Summary: They didn't know that Godric's Hollow had a time warp sending Hermione into the past 20 years. The Marauder's years. There she meets with James and his friends, eventually falling in love with a certain werewolf. Will Hermione ever get back to 1997 and will every thing still be the same when or if she goes back?

Chapter One: Godric's Hollow

Everyone says that things happen for a reason. I didn't believe that until I fell both times. You see I fell in love with a man, that in my time was my teacher, my best friend's stand-in uncle. In his time he was one of four troublemakers, yet an outcast just like me. I come from two worlds, the one I was born in and the one I came back in time to. I, Hermione Jane Granger, am a time traveler.

The man I know in my time was like a father to me, the best professor I had ever had. But in his time however, He was my meant to be. My everything. This is our story…

Before—1997

Hermione stared at her best friend Harry Potter as they sat at the Burrow with their other best friend, Ron. They were sitting in Ron's upstairs bedroom to escape Ron's mother, Molly, who was trying to get everything ready for the up coming wedding. Bill's nuptials to Fleur.

Harry and Hermione had been fighting about Harry's decision to leave his friends behind when he was to go to Godric's Hollow to begin his quest to find the Horcruxes. (Yet again) Hermione had made a promise at Dumbledore's funeral and by Merlin she was going to keep it. That had been two months ago.

Dumbledore… The one man we had all trusted… was gone. He had died that summer because of Severus Snape, our once Potions professor, and for our sixth year our Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher. Harry and Snape had never gotten along (which is an understatement) but knowing now that he had killed the one man, other then Sirius, Harry had trusted the most; Harry was determined to kill him right after he killed Voldemort. I say his name with out fear because even though he was a great and powerful dark wizard in both times, I do not fear him any more. For I have confronted him many times, Past and what I call present. But more on that later.

"What do you mean 'I have to do this alone'?" she asked staring into Harry's emerald green eyes. "We told you that we were coming too." Ron added glaring at Harry for the tenth time today. Harry however glared at Hermione.

"I have to do this alone." He repeated. Ron frowned and then spoke his mind hoping not to infuriate Harry yet again. These days Harry could be right headstrong, if he wanted to.

"You aren't going it alone. If you are it will be over our dead bodies." Ron said crossing his arms then looked startled as Harry jumped to his feet.

"That's what I am afraid of!" Harry nearly shouted making Hermione jump. As always, she was the rational one, perhaps the only one that could make Harry come to his senses.

"Harry…" she said quietly, "We aren't going to die. For one thing Ron is almost as stubborn as you are." She grinned slightly at the glare Ron sent her way. "For another, you taught us how to defend ourselves. We won't die." She grimaced at the pained look on Harry's face as he thought about it.

On one hand Hermione was wrong he knew it. If they went with him they could get hurt or worse even be killed. On the other, they could end up finding all of the horcruxes and defeating the Dark Lord together. Harry sighed. He cared about Hermione most of all and didn't want her to get hurt. He had been struggling with his emotions about her ever since fourth year. He would never admit it but Harry loved Hermione Jane Granger probably ever since he met her on the train. Now, on the other hand, he also had been struggling with his emotions about Ginny as well, Ron's younger sister and Harry's ex. He sighed looking at Hermione, who was looking at a book. What on earth was he going to do anyway? Giving in as he always did when Hermione was determined to have her way, he stared at his friends.

"Fine. You can come along. I'm leaving the day after the wedding." He said. Hermione just beamed.

The wedding went off with out a hitch unless you include Fred's rather lame, but amusing attempt to make the guests and Bill think that he had lost the rings and clearly annoyed the women especially Mrs. Weasley, who gave him a tongue lashing to end all tongue lashings. George just snickered behind the scenes clearly glad he wasn't the one who pulled the prank. Though he was the one who suggested it.

Hermione, Ron, and Harry were getting ready to say their goodbyes the following day when Molly was seeing them off before they apparated to the Hollow. The older woman nearly burst into tears when it was Harry's turn to hug her.

"OH! Harry be careful! If you get into trouble contact the Order right away. No waiting. We will all be on guard. Take care of the others too… I'm counting on you." She said. Five minutes and many hugs later the trio was getting ready to apperate out of the Burrow to Godric's Hollow.

Every one was waving as the three friends took their places next to each other, with a faint pop and Molly calling out "BE CAREFUL!" they disappeared. Six seconds later they reappeared in a deserted graveyard next to a large griffin statue. On the bottom part in clear cursive, yet slightly faded, said Potter.

In the distance not far where the three people stood staring at the name, stood two ghostly figures of a young man and woman.

"Its time Lily, she'll be arriving soon. I wonder how he'll take it." The man said smiling at the three figures. The woman named Lily grinned at her husband.

"If he's anything like you James, my darling, he'll pitch a wild fit and act without thinking." The man named James glowered at his wife then started to chuckle.

"I did do that didn't I?" he said still chuckling. "I wonder how it will happen?" he pondered. Lily sighed at her impatient husband.

"Well, dear, we will just have to wait and see." She said smiling. Her friend was coming back to them.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron were staring at the Potter plot marker. Hermione fought back tears for her friend as Harry, also watery eyed started searching the gravestones of his families' resting places. So many names he didn't know. So many faces he would never see. Harry felt darn right depressed.

"Well, I guess we start by finding Mum and Dad's grave. I've been waiting to talk to them again... well for the first time seeing as I probably never spoke to them back when I was a baby. " Harry sighed and trudged through the many Potter stones until he came to a double stone located in near the rear of the plot.

Lily Rae Evans Potter

1960-1981

Wife to James

Daughter to Rick and Diane Evans and sister to Petunia

Loving mother to Harry James

Hermione smiled at the last line of the engraving. This was what Harry needed to see. She knew it within her heart.

James Galahad Potter

1960-1981

Son of Maurice and Moiré Potter

Loving husband of Lily

Caring father of Harry James

Harry's eyes went wide at his father's middle name. What were his grandparents thinking? Sure he was a brave knight and everything but still… he glanced at his friends whose eyes were also on his father's middle name.

"G-Galahad?" Ron smirked… " And I thought Billius was bad!" Ron exclaimed. Harry snorted.

"Be nice Ron. I'm sure they had a good reason." Hermione scolded as she was trying not to giggle. Harry knelt down next to his parents' stone and stared at the names still trying not to burst out laughing at his father's middle name. Going serious again Harry cleared his throat.

"Hi Mum… Dad… It's me Harry. I guess it's been 16 years since I last talked you even though I don't remember ever talking to you." He paused and wiped a tear from his eye. "I'm on a mission. I have to kill Voldemort, and to do that I have to get rid of parts of his soul. Its creepy really I don't know where to begin. I thought I'd start here." He said. Looking at his friends he went on. "Oh! These are my best friends in the whole world Hermione and Ron. They forced me to bring them along. I guess I'm kind of glad they did though cause it will help me find them even faster. I hope." Harry finished talking for the moment and just sat looking at the eagle atop the grave. Going on he said. "I don't know if you know this but so many people are gone: Sirius, Dumbledore and so many others from school. That's because he's back at full power." Harry looked at his watch surprised he had talked for a very long time. It was time to go. Not wanting to leave his parents, but knowing he had to Harry looked at his friends.

"Ready to go aren't you, Harry?" Hermione asked smiling. He nodded said his goodbyes and got up stroking his mother's name one more time.
"Let's go find the house." He said then paused. "I guess what I mean is what's left of the house." He said sheepishly. Hermione and Ron smiled.

Making their way through the town Harry glanced at the place where he lived as a baby. It was unusual to see the place where he never got to grow up. The people were obviously muggles and didn't seem to notice that him and his friends were lost and looking for a place that didn't seem to exist to them.

"Here it is!" Harry exclaimed when they reached the end of what seemed to be a fifteen-mile walk. The house was in ruins. Several rotting boards surrounded what used to be a bathroom and other rusting pipes stuck up in various places. Hermione imagined a large house with several rooms on the main floor and stairs (which were still there though several steps were missing boards). She imagined Harry's room. Small yet roomy with a crib next to the window, a changing table and a mobile above the crib. A Quidditch them/ed bedroom with snitches and quaffles. A perfect bedroom for a baby wizard.

"Wow! … It's not what I expected." Harry and Ron said at the same time then looking at each other and grinning. Hermione noticed a couple of trees in the background which led the way to a path in to the woods surrounding the rear of the house. It would have a nice place for Harry to grow up.
"I'm going to take a walk." She said suddenly as if she were thinking of something else. Ron and Harry nodded as she left them and started walking toward the woods as if something was dragging her.

Then—1977

James and his best friend Sirius Black were playing a simple game of Quidditch. Simple because they were just tossing the quaffles James had nicked from the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts.

"Oi! Galahad… did you hear something… or rather someone?" Sirius asked suddenly as a faint scream filled the space around the house.

"Now that I think about it I did." The raven-haired boy said rolling eyes as Sirius had once again (for about the tenth time today since he had told his friend his middle name early that morning out of sheer dumbness on his part) what the G stood for in his initials. He would be teased about this for the rest of his seventh year. What a great year this would be… He sighed.

"I wonder what it was?" he added.

What it was would change his life. But James didn't know that.

Before—1997

Hermione wandered into woods towards the center and looked around. It was amazing. The woods were untouched by the blast that totaled the Potter house.

"Its so beautiful!" she said breathlessly as she continued on her walk. She came to a fork in the path. One was a well-beaten roadway that seemed to be used a lot over the years. The other was rather ragged and over-grown. She took the latter seeing as she remembered the poem by Robert Frost from her elementary days before she went to Hogwarts. Shrugging she slipped off the sweater had pulled on and wrapped it around her waist. Boy was she stupid. As she rounded a bend in the road she saw a rather shimmering wall… well not quite a wall. She could see the other side yet the shimmering thing was still there. Tilting her head she shrugged letting her curiosity get the better of her. She touched it.

She started to spin. Faster then she could of imagined. Thinking that she would spin forever, screaming no less, she suddenly stopped and landed rather ungracefully on her bum. Groaning at the pain, she looked around. She was still in the woods yet she wasn't. Where was she? Did she just get kicked to the other side of the "wall" or was she thrown back into another dimension? Walking unsteadily towards the light through the trees, which, she hoped she would find Harry and Ron. Instead she found to black-haired boys. Did Ron dye his hair? She thought to herself… Harry is here but where did Ron go?

"OH Harry I'm so glad I found you!" she said running up to him not realizing she looked a complete mess… Wait a minute Harry didn't have his scare. And his eyes… they weren't green. This wasn't Harry!

"You aren't Harry are you?" She asked tilting her head at the boy who looked so much like her friend.

"Damn straight! I'm not this Harry character you mentioned. The names James Potter… and you are?" He asked motioning her to introduce herself.

"What year is this?" she asked avoiding the question until some of her own were answered. She had just noticed the other black-haired boy standing next to James. JAMES! Oh no! Oh no… Harry's dad! This soo isn't good. She thought to herself.

This is the year 1977 my dear and before you ask who I am I'll tell you. The names Sirius Black." He said to looking proud that he was quicker to answer his friend. Hermione gasped.

"OH this isn't good!" she said sitting down hard on the ground putting her head in her hand. Not good at all!

WOW! Its been a while.. hasn't it? Several years at least… I've pretty much given up on the other stories. They didn't interest me and I lost all my work when my computer died. . But any way Hope you like the story Figured that the typical time travel wasn't good enough for my attempt at one but feel free to express how you like the way I handled her going back into time. Toodles Allie