A/N: Another start of a mafor story!

Title: Broken

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Hermione and Snape are married. Hermione and Snape get shot back into time when they want to file for divorce by her time turner. Can the past show them what their future brings them?

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter... :(...assholes...

"I've had enough, Severus! How many times is this going to go on for!" Hermione screamed, throwing her hands up in the air. She growled and looked for something to throw at her husband, who just sat there. When she found nothing, she stalked out of Dumbledore's office, her face steaming. Albus Dumbledore sat in the headmasters chair, watching the scene calmly with Minerva McGonagall standing beside him. Serverus Snape growled in frustration, dumping his head in his hands.

"You know Severus, it's never to late to apologize." Minerva suggested, walking up behind the potions master. He sighed and wiped his face.

"She's being an insufferable git!" He yelled, flinging himself into the golden chair. "I can't take it just as much as her!" He added. "It doesn't matter anyway. The divorce files have already been filed. In five days, she is no longer Mrs. Hermione Snape." He sighed, getting up off of the armchair and exiting the office. Minerva closed her eyes, taking deep breaths. She walked up behind Ablus, who was still residing in the chair. Laying a hand on his shoulder, she sighed deeply. He put his hand over hers and patted it gently.

"They'll come around. It's only a stage." He began, getting up out of his chair. Minerva stared at him in disbelief.

"Not in five days, they wont. Albus, you need to do something. They can't seperate, not now, not ever. She's also with an unborn child. What is she going to do with it, all by herself? And with the twins! Surely she isn't going to stay here. Not that we wouldn't allow it, but the thought of her seeing him everyday and looking back on painful times, I can't bare to see her that way. She wont allow herself to feel that way anymore. She's become somewhat of a daughter to me, Albus. And i'm more than sure that you feel the same way. We have to do something." She explained, arguing with the ancient wizard. He sighed, nodding his head.

"I believe you're right, Minerva. But this isn't a mission that can be solved like that." He snapped his fingers, and a candle went out. "It needs a special weapon. A time turner." He took our the mini hour glass neclace from his robes and held it out for Minerva, who took it in her out stretched hand. "With this, they will travel back in time, and they will see how much they mean to each other." He explained, eyeing the gold chain. Realization dawned on the Transfiguration professor, and she smiled.

Back in the Snape chambers, the soon to be divorced couple got ready for bed. Though not taking a liking to each other any more, they slept well in the same bed, as though the absence of one another would make them feel incomplete. Not a word was said as they climbed into the red and silver bed, seperating an equal amount of space from each other. They had just put Adam and Cameron to bed, their five year olds dozing off unconiously. Once they shared a word of goodnight, the couple faced away from each other, and soon slept soundlessly.

With a silencing charm, Ablus Dumbledore quietly popped into the bedroom, trying his best not to make a sound. He placed the Time Turner around both of their necks, then with a snap of his fingers, a note card appeared between the two sleeping figures. He turned the knob on the Time Turner six times, counter clock wise. With another silent pop, Albus escaped from the quiet room.

The two woke up instantly, feeling the affects of the Time Turner. Suddenly they were falling, like being thrown off of their brooms. Snape landed on his feet, crouching on the ground. As he saw his wife falling down towards him, he reached out his arms and caught her isntantly. Not a second to late. He wrapped his strong arms around her for a second, feeling how cold her skin had gotten. She also had gotten very pale, and looked tired most of the time. The pregnancy had taken a great affect on her, and had caused her an amazing amount of stress. He put her down, breathing deeply. She quickly jumped away from him once he set her down, and saw that she had hurt his feelings while doing so. His black onyx eyes stared back at her, anxiously waiting. She stuck her hands in her night shorts, and her hand came across a peice of paper. She took it out and read the fine caligraphy.

Dear Snapes,

It's for your own good. Do not be seen. You are stuck here for four days. Enjoy. :)

Signed, Albus and Minerva

Hermione crumpled up the small peice of parchment and flicked it elsewhere. "Hermione, wait!" They heard a shrill voice, very near to them. Severus carefully took her by the arms and dragged her behind a tree with him. Peeking around the trunk of the tree, they saw a flash of red hair, racing right past them. Hermione silently wished that she had the invisibility cloak with her. Slowley, they emerged from behind the tree, and carefully followed the snowy footsteps of Ron Weasley. When they heard the distant voices, they once again hid behind a tree, and eavsdropped on the conversation. "Hermione, please." The redheaded boy pleaded, panting heavily. Across from him sat a girl of seventeen, with brown wavy tendrils and chestnut eyes. Small tears were streaming down her face, and Severus shuddered, uncomfortable with seeing his wife in such despair. He had recieved those tears many times in the past nights. It was awkward to see Hermione at such a young age again, crying over the ginger boy. The older Hermoine herlsef was bewildered at the sight of herself, looking so young and upset. "Did I really sound like that when I cried...?" She whispered to Snape. He nodded his head truthfully.

"Ron, please. What happened, happened. I get it. You can have Lavender Brown, if you wish so. Really, I don't care. Why would I care that I walked in on my boyfriend and his ex girlfriend having sex? No big deal, right?" She explained. It was quite obvious that she did care, as she wiped her salty tears away. Ron tried to get closer, but she stopped him with her hand. "Ron! Just go!" She pleaded. He made a move to get closer, but the whomping willow suddenly struck out at him, and he flew backwards. He scampered up, then scurried away from the spot, retrieving back to the castle.

"Coward.." Snape muttered, rolling his eyes. Suddenly, a younger looking, stronger, Snape came out from another tree. He walked up behind Hermione, and faced her indignantly.

"Miss Granger, twenty points from Gryffindor for being outside of your chambers and the castle after hours." He began, clearing his throat. The younger Hermione didn't really care much at this point, as she burst out into uncontrollable sobs. The younger Snape looked uncomfortable then, not sure what to do. "Why, are you crying?" He asked awkwardly, not sure what to say. She looked up at him, her chocolate eyes dripping with tears. A muffled sob escaped her lips, and she broke down again. He sat down beside her, and patted her back what he hoped was sympathetically. She buried her face into his chest, and his eyes widened. Her touch was warm, even for the winter air. Sure, they had known each other. She was his apprentice, after all. But never had they engaged in such an embrace. He rarely even called her by her first name. Her whole body shook, her sobs being silenced by his black robes. He didn't know what to do anymore, so he just sat there.

The present Hermione watched the scene intently, then looked at her husband. He turned his face down to the snow. She felt a sort of guilt, but it slowly melted away. He had been one of the few thats made her cry and angry, or sad and stupid. She had enough of it. Why they were still married, she didn't know. All she knew was that she couldn't wait until they got to sign those divorce papers. Though she did feel for the poor man, who might have to raise two sons on his own. The desicion about who gets what child hasn't been made yet. She felt her little baby bump, and her throat clogged up. "I think we should go now," She suggested, taking Snape by the arm. He followed her, not really sure of where they were going.

A/N: I hoped you liked it! Its the first chapter of many! I bit long, I admit.