Hey you guys. It's me eLmO. You might have read my other story Love, Life, Lies, and Sirius. If not I highly recommend it. It's a good story. It has no relation to this one however. But yeah so...Heres my story.

eLmO

CHAPTER 1

THE JOURNEY BEGINS

Hermione sat on the bed in her dorm room, glaring at her bare feet with blurry eyes. She had just gotten into a huge fight with Ron and Harry. Ever since they had defeated Voldemort, her and her friends had drifted apart. They had nothing to talk about and nothing that they all needed to keep them together. Hermione had started caring more about her appearance, and Harry and Ron had discovered that just about the whole female population practically worshipped the ground they walked on.

Ron had started caring more about his appearance as well. It wasn't like she was the only one wanting to look good. Ron had started to style his shaggy red hair so that it swept graciously across his forehead. Arthur Weasley had taken Percy's job so now the Weasleys were wealthy enough to afford nice clothes and a brand new, big house. So he didn't have to dress in hand-me downs, and was no longer tormented by Malfoy for his old house, since his new one was almost the same size as Malfoy's.

Harry still had his shaggy, unruly black hair, and emerald green eyes. But his glasses had been upgraded to a better looking pair of round glasses, not needing tape to hold them together. Harry had finally grown into his tall figure from staying at the Weasley's house since last year. Molly had a new kitchen, about three times the size of her old one so she was in there 24/7.

Yet, the biggest change had probably taken place in our very own Hermione Granger. She had grown about two inches and was now 5'6, and very skinny, with curves that you could see in her shadow. Her hair had grown out of its bushy corkscrew faze and now reached about halfway to her elbows. It was light, auburn brown and had thing blonde highlights that were natural, making her hair look almost blonde. Her hair just looked like a soft piece of cloud that fell around her face and shoulders in big, natural, movie star curls. Her honey brown eyes had flecks of green in them and were framed by thick, black lashes.

The changes had made Hermione's confidence flourish. She had become more than just 'The Bookworm' of the Trio. Hermione was popular. She had many friends and had had many guys ask her out. But Hermione could not say yes to any of them. Her heart had been given away completely about four years ago. Tears sprang back up in her eyes thinking of her love.

He had jet black hair that felt like a slice of the springtime sky. It was shaggy and reached to his upper lip and his bangs swept across his forehead. He had beautiful, big blue eyes that stood straight out and you could stare in them forever without them becoming dull. He had been so tall, with the most incredible body, it had made her just shiver with delight. He told her every single morning, not that she was hot, not that she was fine...He told her she was beautiful. His name was Sirius Black.

Hermione choked out a sob as she looked at the picture on her nightstand. He was standing behind her and waving his arms, laughing insanely. He then whacks her in the head and she turns around laughing and was wrapped in a hug. Sirius and Hermione turn back and smile at the camera before the picture starts to replay itself. She buried her face in her pillow and sobbed her heart out.

"Hermione?" asked a soft voice from the doorway. Hermione sat up and wiped at her face, before turning to face her best friend.

"Hey Gin," she said, her voice cracking.

"Are you thinking about Sirius?" she asked, walking into the room and sitting on Hermione's bed. Hermione sat up.

"Yeah," she sighed.

"Hun it's been two years. Why are you crying about it now?" she asked, rubbing her friends back. Hermione looked at her best friend. Ginny was probably the most gorgeous girl she had ever seen. She had red hair that reached an inch past her shoulders. It wasn't fireball red but a deep, rich color that was not almost brown...It was a color all its own. She was 5'5 and had a super skinny figure that she didn't even have to work at, and all her curves were just the right size. Ginny had a tan complexion all year round and never had to wear any makeup. Her eyelashes were jet black and thick so you couldn't tell the difference when she wore mascara. She hardly ever had any zits or red marks on her face and when she did, you could barely see them. She still had to wax her eyebrows to get them to stay the tiny marks they were. Ginny always waxed Hermione's face for her too.

"I don't know why. But for some reason today, I'm so overcome with this feeling that makes me miss him so much!" she sobbed, more tears falling down her cheeks.

"I understand how you feel," Ginny said, hugging her friend. Harry, who was the only guy Ginny had ever been in love with, had just happened to be the only guy that didn't love her back.

"I want him back," she sobbed, holding onto Ginny and bawling.

"I know," she whispered, rubbing her back.

"I want to have him again. I know that he didn't love me in the romantic way but I still wish he was here...He was my best friend," she cried.

"Then let's go see him," Ginny declared, standing up suddenly and causing Hermione to fall off of the bed.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione sniffed, standing up. Ginny put her nose in the air and put her hands on her hips.

"Let's go to see him."

"How are we supposed to do that?" she asked, walking over to a mirror and clucking her tongue at her red face.

"We should go to Dumbledore. Let's tell him we want to go back to the past and see Sirius."

"Do you honestly think that Dumbledore would let us do that? And that wouldn't be the smartest thing for me to do because I'll just end up falling in love with Sirius again!"

"So what?" Ginny exclaimed, grabbing Hermione by the arms.

"Stop over-analyzing everything! Give yourself some fun! In fact, why don't we just stay there?"

"Shut up Ginny!" Hermione yelled. "You know as well as I do that that could never happen!"

"It very well could Hermione! You need to just open your mind and listen to what I have to say!" Ginny yelled back. Most people didn't know that Hermione had a temper that could very well rival the fiery red head's.

"Ginny stop making me believe the impossible," she whispered, glaring at her best friend.

Ginny stood up and threw her hands in the air.

"Fine, you closed minded prude! Do whatever you want, believe me, don't believe me, I could really care less," Ginny said, her eyes filled with tears. "But just know Hermione that you're not the only one that's ever been hurt by someone."

With that, she wrenched the door open and stormed down the stairs. Hermione winced as she heard the common room door slam from where she was standing. Not knowing what else to do, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, letting tears slowly leak out until she had cried herself to sleep.

The next morning Hermione woke up and stretched. Her face was tight and her nose was runny from crying the night before. She padded in her slippers towards the bathroom, yawning and stretching her face, so that it wasn't so tight. Hermione was rinsing her hair of shampoo, singing a song quietly when suddenly there was a knock on the bathroom door. She stuck her head out of the shower curtain curiously and yelled, "Come in."

Harry entered and Hermione screamed running back behind the curtain.

"Herms come on I could only see your head! We need to talk about last night," he said, sounding fairly upset. Hermione took a deep breath and smoothed her dripping hair back before sticking her head back out of the curtain.

"What?" she asked quietly.

"I'm sorry. Me and Ron were out of line by saying those things about your looks," he said, smiling and taking a deep breath, as though he had been trying to get that off of his chest.

"That's okay…." She said.

"What?" he asked cautiously.

"Where's Ron? Did he come to apologize?"

"He said he would as soon as he woke up."

"It's nine 'o' clock. Classes start in an hour!"

"This is Ron we're talking about 'Mione," he smiled.

Hermione smiled back at him. "True…." She trailed off, her smile fading.

"What?" he asked looking at her curiously.

"I have to talk to you about something," she said, her voice cracking. "Go sit on my bed and let me finish off my shower," she demanded, putting her head back into her shower and letting the hot water trickle over her.

After she was done, she combed her hair out and put on a robe and her undergarments, and walked into her bedroom to find Harry, Ron, and Ginny. Ginny was the first to stand and walk over to her friend.

"Hermione I'm sorry. I had no right to go and suggest a thing like that when I know what a sensitive subject it is," she admitted. "Do you forgive me?"

Hermione smiled and hugged her friend. "Yes I forgive you," she said, pulling back. "I was actually seriously considering it." She smiled and looked at her friends.

"We are going to go and see Sirius!"

"Whoa! Hold on Herms!" Ron said, standing up and putting his hands up. "What are you talking about?"

"I want to go back to the past and see Sirius," she said, closing her eyes, and taking a deep breath. There, she had said it.

"Hermione…..Are you okay?" Harry asked, looking at her oddly. Ginny on the other hand jumped up and down in circles, clapping and laughing.

"But I don't want to tell anybody," she said, messing with her fingers and staring at her feet.

"Hermione…." Ron started. "Is that even possible?"

"What are you talking about Ron?" asked Harry, grinning. "Would Hermione just randomly suggest something without fact?" Ron smiled and looked at his friend.

"Alright, I'm in," he said, putting an arm around her shoulders and smiling.

"I am too!" Ginny giggled, jumping up and down and hugging Hermione. "I'm so excited."

"What about you Harry?" Hermione asked, smiling at her friend.

"Alright," he said, standing up and draping his arm over Hermione's shoulders and over Ron's arm. Hermione looked over at Ginny, smiling.

"Are you excited?" she whispered to her.

"I'm dying to see him again." Hermione whispered back.

The girls kicked Harry and Ron out of their room and started to get ready, since Ginny was in her pajamas and Hermione was still wearing underwear and a robe. They had decided that after classes got over, they would pack up their rooms, leave a note for Dumbledore and disappear into the past. Hermione was digging through her oversized closet, searching for clothes that were suited for Sirius to see her again in. She finally settled on a pair of tight, dark blue jeans that were a little too long and covered her feet and had a whole in the knee and a whole in the back pocket with a flowered patch underneath it, a black tank top and a pink off-the-shoulder tunic that matched the big black belt she put on over it. She was just pulling on some cotton candy pink, toe revealing wedge sandals when Ginny came out of the bathroom looking gorgeous as always.

She was wearing a white, lightweight summer dress that had spaghetti straps that tied together at the top. Right about where it reached her knees, it billowed out into a flowing fabric. She had her white denim jacket draped over one arm and was holding her white, strapped heels in her other hand. Ginny threw her things on her bed and piled her flowing fiery hair on top of her head.

"You look so cute Hermione," Ginny said, putting her hair down and walking over to her friend. "Can I do your hair?" she asked, picking up a straightened lock of hair.

"Be my guest," Hermione said, standing up and letting Ginny lead her over to the vanity. Ginny picked up a curling iron and took her time making big ringlets in Hermione's hair. After she was done, and Hermione had finished her makeup, she stood up and smiled at Ginny who smiled back and pulled on a shoe.

"Gin I just want classes to be over," she breathed, putting her face in her hands.

"Me too 'Mione," Ginny said, giving her friend a reassuring hug. "They'll go by faster than you'll expect if you just keep your mind off of it," She stepped back and jumped up and down trying to put on her jacket and other shoe at the same time. Hermione laughed at her friend.

"I'll be downstairs Grace!" Hermione giggled, rolling her eyes and leaving the dorm room. She walked down the stairs thinking about how hard it would be to come back to the future after seeing Sirius again and didn't realize the stares she got as she descended the stairs. It took awhile to realize that, herself, and her hair bouncing and she blushed slightly.

"Ron, Harry?" she asked, looking around the crowded common room for her friends. She shrugged and pulled her sleeves down over her hands and rubbed her arms because of the coldness in the hallways which she had just stepped into.

She was walking down towards the great hall when she was pulled by her arm and dragged into a classroom, having her mouth covered. Hermione tried to scream, but the hand just tightened over her mouth. She closed her eyes, preparing for the worst but she wasn't expecting for Ron's face to lean down and whisper in her ear, "It's just us 'Mione!"

Hermione gave a sigh of relief and pushed Ron's arms off of her and away from her face.

"You nearly scared me to death!" she shouted at him. "I thought that I was going to be kidnapped or something." she glared, folding her arms, and looking around the room. There was Ron, Harry, Ginny, herself, and all of their luggage.

"They pulled me out of our dorm the same way except for the fact, that I was dragged out of the window," Ginny hissed, glaring at her brother and Harry.

"We decided that we couldn't wait and we had to go now." Harry declared, ignoring the two girls and their complaints. Ron nodded eagerly and grinned. Hermione shook her head and scoffed.

"You two just can't be patient can you?" she giggled, looking up at them, her eyes welling with tears. Ginny noticed this and ran over to her friend, enveloping her in a tight hug.

"'Mione it'll be okay."

"I am scared to see him again Gin," she sobbed. "What if he doesn't like me?"

"Then he's pointless." Ginny said, rubbing her friend's back, and pulling back. "Okay?" she asked, smiling. Hermione sniffled and nodded. "Good. Now perk up little trooper!" Ginny joked, punching Hermione lightly on the chin.

"How did you boys pack your stuff so quick anyway?" Ginny asked, referring to their over-stuffed trunks.

"Duh! We are at a magic school Gin!" Ron said, putting his arm around his sister and shoving her on the head lightly.

"Well what about all of our stuff huh oh smart one?" Ginny mocked, twisting out of Ron's brotherly grip. Harry smiled.

"Accio Giny and Hermione's suitcases." The suitcases, fully packed, with things still hanging out of Ginny's, plopped to a stop in front of their designated owner. Ron smirked at his sister. Ginny stuck her tongue out and folded her arms, rolling her eyes.

"Well lets go!" Harry said impatiently, beckoning them all into a circle. Hermione took a deep breath and held out her fake nailed hands and everyone gathered hands in a circle. Hermione took a deep breath and quietly began the chant that she had read about.

"The dead has passed, the dawn begun, the people weep and cannot live without him. We wish to visit him again and fulfill our futures to the best." She finished and everyone dropped their hands. Hermione closed her eyes spun around in circles. She started screaming for everyone to do the same. They started spinning too fast for any of them to control and were lifted into the air. All of a sudden there was a loud cracking noise and Hermione disappeared. She was followed by Ginny, Ron, and Harry.

Hermione was the first to come flying out fot he air, screaming, and hit the ground with a thud. Then her friends followed.

"Oww." she mumbled, sitting up and holding her head tightly. She looked at Harry and smiled, her eyes full of tears. He looked back, equally teary and smiled.

"That was the stupidest, cheesiest spell I have ever heard in my entire life!" he excalimed. Hermione laughed once and replied,, "Well it worked didn't it?"

Ginny stood up and grabbed Hermione by the hand, pulling her to her feet. "Well we're here. What do you say?" she asked, linking arms with her best friend. Hermione put a confident smile on her face and they walked towards the entrance to Hogwarts, 20 years ago. The boys lagged behind, pulling all four luggage trunks and laughing that they had finally made it and Harry would finaly get to meet his parents.

So ya, that was chapter 1 hope you liked it! I'll post again soon!

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