A/N: Hey guys, its been so long. I recently had to leave home and move in with some family a few states away. I didnt have access to a laptop or computer until now. I hope everyone give this story a chance I have a few chapters written up on paper so I'm transferring those now. Its slow going, honestly it would be fast to just rewrite it but I think what I have is good. The length of chapters might vary as its not really possible to get word count on paper. I hope some of you are still with me and if you have questions about the story I'd be happy to answer. Enjoy!

The Order of Listening

Preface

Hermione wasn't stupid by any means. Nor was Severus, but they weren't very keen on their feelings, which is the main point of this story. As an outsider I have obvious advantages. The power of observation is powerful and useful when one wishes to pick apart behavior and analyze why those behaviors are so. Now I would like to start this tale and hopefully leave you tripping after me.

Chapter One- Discovery

Severus stirred his vertiserum carefully. He always keeps large stocks of it. Why bother asking the truth when it can just be given to you? That's what the dark lord believed anyway. Severus knew what a violation it was, but some people deserved such violation in effort to aid others. It was Friday afternoon, classes had ended about an hour ago and Dumbledore had gone who knows where. Minerva was doing something for the order and that left Severus as acting Headmaster.

There was a knock on the door and then his ward dismantled in a flicker. His wand was out before the intruder could do anymore than take a step into the room. It was Dumbledore of course, but bringing with him….Miss Granger? What was a student, seventh year or not, doing in his private living rooms?

"Severus I mentioned a project for the order to you a few days ago didn't I?" Albus said and Miss Granger took it upon herself to walk in and it was only then that Severus noticed something off about her manner. Not so young and kind. Much more mature and confident. There was even coldness in the waves of her hair. It was a completely different person.

She proceeded to the laboratory and pulled out what he assumed to be research. Finally Severus turned his attention back to Albus incredulously.

"How could she assist me in creating a soul searching device? She's..." the rest of his words died on his lips. Did he know who she was?

"Actually you'll be assisting her. She'll debrief you thoroughly. Behave yourself. I foresee you in my office tomorrow morning. Night."

Severus slowly sat down across from her and waited. What else could he do? Demanding answers like he wanted wouldn't work on her, he could tell.

She pushed her things to the side and said, "I'll have your questions answered in a few minutes. So just let me finish."

Severus wisely said nothing and let her speak without interrupting.

"In my third year I was using a time turner to take maximum classes. I tripped down a moving staircase and from my calculations it turned 7 times before I could stop it."

"How?" Severus muttered more to himself than her but she knew what he meant and answered.

"13 years. Never in my life had I seen or even heard of such destruction. Absolute misery. Ginny was the only living Weasley, Harry dead, you dead, Dumbledore dead, the entire order dead aside from Minerva who was injured. Voldemort ruled absolutely. I was permanently polyjucied into Lavender Brown who had died. With her parents approval. All muggleborns were eradicated to my knowledge and muggles close. Hogwarts and the ministry were overtaken. I lived there for two years, getting everything I could into a timeline. I modified the time turner and returned to just before I fell down the steps and simply stepped into my third year self again. I was 15 in a 13 year olds body. I went straight to Dumbledore of course. I test out of 3rd and 4th year and then was free to research. I had to save the people I loved and the wizarding world. I'm also twenty years old. Now ask away."

"How was I discovered?" Severus said to start with.

"You weren't," Hermione said with a wide smile. "You're death puzzled me for months! With the help of Minerva I found out how you died. As a child your mother, Eileen, was cursed by an evil man at the end of her street. The curse said that when the best of you is most honorable they will pass into death as payment for your transgressions. This man meant being rejected, though your mother was only 9 years old. She didn't know the curse was real. You'll probably hate me for how I fixed this. I had to investigate every option; the man was dead by the time I went looking. He's lucky, if I had gotten to him first I was would have forced him to take the curse back but since he died of old age the curse lived on. Your mother was my last hope. She was the last of kin.

"You killed her." Severus said factually. His mother would have died anyway.

"I rewrote your history. I told her everything and she understood. When the best of you is most honorable. She took her life to spare yours and yes I let her. You are essential to winning this war."

"My mother died three years ago, killed herself. So I could live." Severus said.

"Yes. I gave her the idea though. I know there's blame on me as well. I had to save you or all would have been lost." Hermione said softly, watching him for any sign of an oncoming explosion of anger. Hermione could hold her own, was just as good as Severus when it came to dueling.

"What was the most honorable thing I did? Before you changed it."

"Voldemort went back to his orphanage and was killing the children. You stowed a great deal of them away so he couldn't find them. He assumed you died when he burnt the place to the ground. Now he won't go there so those kids you saved are still safe. I don't know if this worked. There's no way to know." Hermione warned him.

"I'm not angry. Just shocked.

Hermione fidgeted then plowed into the next issue, "Harry's a horocrux and has to be killed by Voldemort hand."

"Excuse me?"

"He'll come back to life. As of now there are two problems. Dumbledore was supposed to have died six months ago but I stopped that easily enough, but I fear something else may come for him. Then there's the soul searching device will help us kill him. There are three left. Harry and Nagini and Rowena Ravenclaws diadem. We need to create this as soon as possible because we're running out of time as you know. Voldemort will attack soon and as of now he doesn't know any of them have been destroyed. Harry died before because they all hadn't been destroyed."

Severus sighed and tried to accept that apparently she was taking over. Was he going to stand for this? No! He would see Dumbledore first thing in the morning.

"Now one quick question. What should the base object be for the soul searching device?"

Severus thought deeply and the answer came easily enough, "It should be a heart."

Hermione grinned widely and pulled a box out of her bag, "I had hoped you would say that."

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