Hermione Delacour

A/N: Hey! I've just decided I'd take different route with this story than my others. Basically it's the Marauders in the golden years plus Lilly, Narcissa and a very confused Hermione who inexplicably ends up in their time!

Hope you like!

Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns it all. Except, I own some characters I'll introduce later and of course, the plot!

"James? Its nine o clock! Come on! You start school today!" His mother shouted up at him.

James Kevin Potter rolled onto his side. He pulled the blankets over his head and fell back asleep. He'd dreamt of Lilly, as usual. The dream was just getting good when an enormous weight made his bed droop to the floor.

"Come on Prongsy, time to get up!"

"Leave me alone Sirius"

"Awh, you're gonna be late you know?"

"I'm serious leave me alone" James mumbled into his pillow.

"No, I'm Sirius. You can't be serious? Telling me to seriously leave you alone" Sirius rolled over on his back, and then he turned his head to look at his best friend, "Come on, you'll see Lilly!"

"She hates me-"

"Always has-" Sirius agreed.

"And there's nothing I can do about it-"

"-Nope, not a thing-"

"-So I've decided, no more Lilly Evans. I'm a free man!" James was now after propping himself up on his elbows. "I mean it. There's no point in me wasting my seventh year when I know I have no chance. Plus, she's got a boyfriend. Remember, that time we were in Camden in July, and she was there…with him?" He rubbed his eyes as they became accustomed to the light and put on his round glasses.

"Well, glad to see, you've gotten some motivation! Come on. It's now ten o'clock. The train leaves at eleven!"

"I knew it was a mistake to invite you to live here. You're such a morning person, you know that?" James yawned as he crawled out from under his red duvet. He walked aimlessly out of his room. Sirius, a minute or so later, heard the shower going so knew James would come bounding in, after being woken up pretty soon. He looked around the room.

James really needs to learn how to do some laundry!

He picked up a sock and then dropped it a second later, yelping in shock.

"He has worms in his socks? How long have they been lying around in here?"

He took out his wand and cast a quick 'Scourigfy'. Not much of an improvement but, you could now see the floor.

It'll do!

James came in, with a towel around his waist, he froze.

"What did you do?"

"I cleaned your floor…well…a bit"

"Oh, okay. I knew something had changed"

James changed quickly. He put on jeans and a t-shirt that read 'Dark side of the Moon'. Although he was a wizard, himself and Sirius loved muggle music and expressed their personalities, some of them, through t-shirts. He then ran his hands through his hair, making extra care, to mess up the back.

"You're handsome. Can we go now?"

James threw everything into his trunk at top speed, even, unbeknownst to himself putting in the socks with the worms. Sirius got his trunk from a room down the hall and they both trumped downstairs.

"Sirius, James, quick, have some breakfast. You can apparate to Kings Cross, can't you?"

"Sure mom"

"We'll be fine Mrs. P" Sirius replied with a cheeky grin.

"Now don't you boys go breaking anyone's heart this year?"

"We won't" The boys said in unison.

"Now, I mean it! You two are serial daters and heartbreakers, if I get one more howler off another poor girls parents this year you'll both be brought straight home. You understand?"

They nodded. James eyes gleamed and Sirius chortled as James' mother left the kitchen.

"So, Pamela Brown didn't take the break-up too well I guess?" James asked Sirius as they wolfed down their breakfast.

"Well, who could possibly bear being separated from me? Of course she took it hard you moron" Sirius said smugly between bites of toast.

"Don't call me a moron, you prat"

"I am not a prat. You on the other hand are a cross between a moron and a sheep"

"So what if I'm a moronic sheep, at least I'm not a hippogriff of a prat. Ha beat that!" James said happily to his best friend. Despite being of age, they both always acted extremely immaturely.

"James, don't let me hear say such horrible words to Sirius ever again" His mother shrieked at him.

"I won't" James replied, and then in an undertone said, "Let you hear me" Sirius choked on his pumpkin juice.

Ten minutes later they were on the Hogwarts Express, greeting their fellow school mates; well Sirius' greeting was to shove the first and second years out of his way all the while telling James show they looked like midgets. They found a compartment and put their trunks in the overhead luggage rack. Not long after Remus came in, joined by Peter.

"How was you're summer Pete?"

"Horrible, my father tried to teach me how to ride a broom. I still haven't recovered" He mumbled covering his privates, while the other howled with laughter. The compartment door opened.

"Oh, it's you" James' head spun so fast he cricked his neck. He saw Lily Evans, her long red hair styled into a pony tail it was swinging from opening the door and her emerald eyes shone brightly, though they had the look of immense dislike in them as she looked down at James who was lying on his back.

"Evans! Nice summer?"

"Like I'd tell you" She replied coolly. The Marauders whooped. She gave them a scathing look.

"How was Camden?" James asked suddenly, his hazel eyes narrowing, behind his wiry glasses.

"You freak! You were stalking me?" She shrieked.

"Potter that is so…wrong…Eww" Lily's friend Narcissa said as she dragged Lily away from the compartment.

"Prongs, you were stalking her?" Remus asked a smirk on his face.

"No, we" He said looking at Sirius, "Were in Camden over the summer and saw her one day, with Frank Longbottom"

"Whoa, didn't see him as one to date Lily"

"Why not? What's wrong with Lily?" James questioned sitting up straight.

"Nothing, just that he's been dating Alice Stokes since last year"

"How do you know?"

Remus pointed out of their compartment to the hallway where, indeed, you could see Alice and Frank snogging.

"Oh, I knew she wouldn't date him anyway" James said as he settled back into his seat. His friends grinned at his behaviour.

"So much for your pact, remember what you said, 'No more Lily Evans, I'm a free man!'. Forgotten already?" Sirius asked with a huge grin on his face.

"Shut up!"

The laughed for awhile, enjoying the ride.

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Hermione was extremely happy, she'd been made Head Girl, and she was back with her friends on the Hogwarts Express. The only downfall was that Voldemort was getting stronger and for some strange, unknown reason, Malfoy was back at school, acting like he owned the place.

"Hermione, what's happened to your hair?" Ron asked out of the blue.

"Oh nothing. Why'd you ask?" Hermione blushed as she replied, Ron didn't notice this but Harry did and he grinned. Hermione had spent the entire summer trying to stop her hair being bushy, eventually, she decided she'd just plait it when it was wet and unplait it when it dried, leaving perfect curls in her once bushy hair. She'd done this for Ron, and thankfully he'd noticed.

"Oh, I get it now! Its gotten longer hasn't it?"

"Yeah, it's, er, gotten longer" Hermione mumbled. How could she have thought Ron would notice? Their compartment door opened.

"Oh, look, its Potty, the Weasel and the Mudblood" He smirked.

Ron and Harry stood up so fast, pulling their wands out Hermione was still staring at the window when they were glaring at Malfoy.

"Get out" Ron growled at his nemesis.

"Make me" Malfoy said with a sneer. Ron raised his wand as Harry, Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Parkinson raised theirs. Hermione quickly stood up.

"Argh, what's that birds nest doing on your head Granger? Oh wait, that's your hair!" Pansy shrieked. Hermione turned crimson.

All of a sudden, Harry, Ron, Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson and Malfoy shouted spells at each other. Hermione jumped in between all of them and was hit full force with every spell cast.

"HERMIONE" Harry shouted as his best friend started to glow an eerie orange colour. She looked at Harry, terrified then in a flash of blue light, she disappeared.

"MIONE" He shouted again.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" Ron roared. Malfoy and his cronies ran for it with Ron giving chase. Harry just stood rooted to the spot, staring at the place his best friend had been seconds before.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Hermione woke up a few minutes later. Looking around her she saw she was on the Hogwarts Express.

Phew, glad nothing serious happened to me. Where are Harry and Ron?

Harry and Ron were nowhere to be found. Hermione searched every compartment, not seeing anyone she knew. At last she saw Harry, sitting with his back to the compartment door. Ron wasn't there but she didn't really care after his comment on her hair. She silently opened the door and snuck up to Harry, covering his glasses with her hands she laughed.

"Guess Who?"

"Uh…Gemma?" James answered warily.

"Who's Gemma?"

Harry turned around. Hermione froze, he was not Harry, well, he was identical to him, except he had no lightning bolt scar on his forehead and his eyes were hazel, not emerald.

"Who are you?" Hermione scanned the compartment for the source of the voice. She found Remus Lupin, her ex Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor staring at her. Except he was much younger and a lot better looking, he wasn't nearly as scarred either. He looked annoyed, but Hermione shrieked.

"Lupin?"

"How'd you know his name?" Peter Pettigrew asked.

"I, uh, well, heard it around. Got to go"

Hermione darted from the compartment leaving four very confused Marauders.

"Okay, breathe, everything's okay, in deep, and out, in and out, in and –" She tried to coax herself as she searched for a compartment to figure things out.

She didn't get to finish her sentence as she was pulled into an empty compartment.

"Malfoy?"

The platinum blond hair and smirk were a source of relief for Hermione. She at last, had found someone she knew. So she flung her arms around his neck and hugged him. Suddenly as she went to let go of him he hugged her back and then, started feeling her up. Hermione was in to much a state of shock to breathe, let alone talk.

"I won't ask how you know my name" He whispered roughly into her ear, "If you don't scream"

"What-?" His voice sounded different, colder. Malfoys voice is cold, but this Malfoys voice was like ice.

Before she could blink he was on top of her kissing her neck, and rubbing her thigh. Finally Hermione found her voice and screamed at the top of her lungs.

"HELP ME! I'M BEING RAPED!" Malfoy gripped tighter.

"I told you not to scream" He then twisted her arm around her back, she screamed again, so to silence her he crashed his lips on top of hers.

What is happening to me today??

"MMMPH" She tried to speak but that's kind of hard when you're being kissed. So instead, she bit his tongue. He pulled away immediately.

"Ow, you bitch! You bit me! You're gonna pay for that" He snarled. She screamed again as he pulled out his wand.

"Hey Malfoy"

Malfoy turned and was then punched so hard that his nose broke, Hermione could hear it shatter. He howled in pain and went to leave but other voices could now be heard, he was yelping in pain. Suddenly, Sirius Black blocked Hermiones line of vision, rubbing his knuckles. They were covered in blood.

"Hey, it's you again!" He said grinning.

"Me again" Hermione managed weakly. She was looking into the dark brown eyes of Sirius Black, last time she'd seen them he was telling Harry to run, during the fight in the Ministry.

Hermione let him lift her over the other Marauders that were now flattening Malfoy and he took her back to their compartment. James, Remus and Peter came in not long after, all looking immensely pleased with themselves.

"Are you okay?" Remus asked he looked concerned, his eyes wrinkled a bit and it gave Hermione a glimpse of the prematurely lined Lupin she knew in the future.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit t-t-tired" She said, stifling a yawn.

"Lie down here" James got off his seat and offered it to her.

"Thanks" Remus conjured a blanket and before she could thank them again she was asleep, leaving the Marauders to talk.

"So, er, who do you think she is?" James asked his friends as the four of them squashed onto the other seat opposite Hermione, to give her leg room. Peter was getting the worst of it, he could barely breathe.

"I dunno" Remus said.

"Never seen her in my life" Sirius stated.

"Maybe she's Snape?" Peter guessed.

"Wormtail honestly, where do you get your ideas from?" James asked sounding exasperated.

"Well she could be, none of us know her and Snapes always trying to find stuff out about us!" he sounded excited at the prospect of guessing right.

"That could work, if Snivellus hadn't just passed here a minute ago" Remus said in a bored tone.

"Oh. Well we dunno, he might have a twin!"

"Shut up Peter! I think we should just wait until she wakes up and ask her who she is and why we've never seen her before"

"Yeah, but what if she's a first year? And that's why we haven't seen her" Peter asked again, determined to outsmart his friends.

"Yeah, because she looks so much like first year" Sirius replied sarcastically as he studied Hermione. James snorted and Remus rolled his eyes.

"I vote for Moonys plan!" James announced.

"Me too" Sirius agreed, still looking at Hermione.

"I still think she could be a first year, but I have no choice, do I? You're gonna do Remus' plan?"

"Yup, we are, because yours make no sense whatsoever Wormtail"

Peter went off in a huff, well he couldn't really go off, seeming as he was next to the window, being suffocated as he sat in a small seat with three friends friends, all of who were much bigger than him.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Harry and Ron jumped off the Hogwarts Express, and instead of taking the carriages ran to the castle. They reached it, breathless, five minutes before the carriages. Ron collapsed onto the ground.

"What do we do now?" He asked, lying on the wet grass.

"We go to McGonagall" Harry replied, looking up at the castle.

So they ran again, all the way up to the stone Gargoyles where her office is located.

"Er – what's the password Harry?"

"Dunno, when Dumbledore was…you know…alive…he used sweets. Like Sherbet lemon or Peppermint pigs" Harry was stunned when after saying Peppermint pigs, the Gargoyles steeped aside and allowed them access to the Headmistresses office.

"Come on" They both took a stair on the staircase and were being taken up to the office when Ron asked Harry a question.

"Do you think she kept it as sweets, to like, preserve Dumbledores memory or something?"

"I, uh, I think so" Harry had been wondering the same thing. They were at the door. Ron knocked.

"Come in"

Harry looked at Ron who gulped. Then he nodded and Harry opened the door.

"Mr Weasley, Mr. Potter, what can I do for you?" She looked like she'd been on her way to the Great Hall.

"Er, well, we were on the train and talking about Hermiones hair and then Malfoy came in and we stood up and Hermione was looking out the window, probably at the nice trees, because there are nice tress outside-"

"We all cast spells at each other and Hermione jumped in the middle, then she glowed orange and disappeared. We haven't seen her since" Harry interrupted Rons rambling, with a pointed look at his best friend, whose ears turned slightly red.

McGonagall was at a loss. It was obvious she hadn't anticipated this being her first crisis as Headmistress. And Hermione was her favourite pupil.

"Tell me again"

So they told her, three more times. She really, had no idea what to do. Then a familiar voice interrupted.

"Minerva, if I may. What spells were cast?"

Harry looked up in alarm to find a large portrait of Dumbledore, wearing rich purple robes with silver stars and moons on it, staring at the small group.

"I, er, well I cast a Bat-Bogey Hex" Ron mumbled, "At Crabbe"

"I cast Conjunctivitis curse on Malfoy" Harry said quietly.

"I was sure I heard a Furnunculus come from that Pansy cow" Ron said loudly, "Oh, I mean, cobweb. Yeah, that Pansy Parkinson's a real cobweb" He said, trying to hide the language he'd used infront of the Headmistress and Dumbledore. McGonagall scowled at him; though Harry was convinced he saw her eyes twinkle, Dumbledore on the other hand chuckled quietly to himself.

"What do you suggest Albus?"

"Minerva, I think you should call the others that were present at the time, and find out which spells they used. I have a hunch. I just hope I'm wrong"

McGonagall nodded. She then left quickly, indicating to Harry and Ron they were to stay put. Ron went and put the sorting hat on his head while Harry talked quietly to Dumbledore.

"Professor, why's Malfoy back in school after what happened last June?"

"Because, he has shown your Headmistress where his loyalties lie. Harry, I shall not tell you his confession. And it was under Veritaserum, so trust him, but, I believe that had he had all the time in the world he wouldn't have killed me" Harry had thought this too.

"Professor?"

"Yes Harry?"

"I-I-I'm really sorry about what happened. I didn't want to make you drink it but you'd made me promise, I hated myself, and then I just had to watch you…die…I'm so sorry I couldn't have done more" Harry tried his best but couldn't stop the tears from falling, or his voice breaking as he spoke.

A silence followed, Harry looked up, his eyes glistening with tears, to see Dumbledores portrait crying silently. This made more tears fall.

"Harry. I want you to know, that absolutely none of it was your fault. I am so sorry. I promised your parents and Sirius I'd look after you, and look at me, now" His hands gestured to the portrait, "But, you must know that not one bit of the outcome was your fault. You must not stop loving Harry. And you must believe you can defeat him"

"But I can't! And everyone that's ever cared for me has died for me. And I won't let that happened again" He said with steely determination in his eyes.

"Harry, listen to me" His old Headmaster said, a note of urgency in his voice, "You must be able to love again. Don't stop living because there's a War raging. Because if you stop living and loving, they might as well have won already. Promise me you will love again" His blue eyes now had no tears, but they were gazing into Harrys.

"I, I can't-"

"Harry, you must. Promise me"

"I can't"

"Do it for me harry, for your parents, for Sirius. Promise me"

"I promise" Harry gave in.

"Oh, and Harry?"

"Yes professor?"

"You can defeat him. I believe in you with my entire being. You are stronger than him. And you must know that"

Before Harry could reply Professor McGonagall had returned with Crabbe, Malfoy, Goyle and Pansy.

"What spells did you cast?" She asked them immediately after the door closed.

"None professor, it's just Potter making a false claim again. He's a bit touched you know" Harry started towards Malfoy but McGonagall held him back.

"I am your Headmistress and you shall not speak that way infront of me, and you shall not lie" Malfoy looked at the floor and mumbled an apology, much to the surprise of everyone in the office except for McGonagall and Dumbledores portrait.

"What spell did you cast?"

"The Horn Tongue Hex" He said to his feet, "On Granger"

"You used the HORN TONGUE HEX?" Ron bellowed at him.

"Mr. Weasley, control yourself" McGonagall reprimanded him sharply. Ron calmed down a bit but was still seething, "What spell did you cast Miss Parkinson?"

Pansy looked like she'd rather go through child birth than answer truthfully but Malfoy nudged her and, reluctantly she mumbled the spell.

"I used the Knee-Reversal Jinx and then the Furnunculus"

Ron clenched his fists and Harry took deep breaths trying to stop himself from charging at the foul Slytherins.

"Mr. Crabbe? What was your spell?"

"Wingardium Leviosa"

Ron and Harry burst out laughing, Malfoy looked exasperated and Pansy embarrassed. McGonagall had a minuscule smile on her face and Dumbledore smiled.

"Yeah, that would've caused us immense pain" Ron chortled, but was silenced by a look from McGonagall.

"Mr Goyle? Do you mind revealing your spell?"

"Peskipiksi Pesternomi" He said proudly, puffing out his enormous chest. Harry and Ron yet again burst out laughing, Dumbledores smile broadened and McGonagall's eyes were laughing, though only for a few seconds.

"That one Lockhart used against the pixies?" Ron inquired between laughing.

"Yup" Goyle was still proud; obviously he didn't know why nearly everyone was laughing.

"That had no effect whatsoever you thicko" Ron was now crying from laughter. McGonagall realised that she might as well let him get it all out of his system. After a few minutes Dumbledores portrait spoke.

"I believe I know what has happened Ms. Granger" Everyone fell silent and all turned to face Dumbledores portrait.

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Hermione woke up nearly an hour later. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. She was alarmed to see that she was still in the Marauders time. And they were all staring at her.

"She's awake!" Peter squealed.

Hermione sat up and the blanket fell off her. Sirius and James took a seat either side of her and Peter was learning how to breathe again, now he had the room to.

"We were just wondering-" James started.

"-who you are-" Remus interrupted.

"-why you're here-" Sirius chimed in.

"-and if you're Snape?" Peter finished. The other three Marauders groaned. And Remus smacked him on the back of the head in annoyance.

Hermione needed to do some quick thinking. She didn't know how long she'd be here for.

Come onHrmioen think...THINK! I'm Hermione…Delacour, I hope Fleur won't mind…and I've transferred from…Durmstrang, oooh, it's boys only. Er, Beuxbatons after the death of my...my...father and, and, and, my grandfather. I came to a school closer to home, for…for... longer breaks.

"Well?" James pressed for information.

"My name is Hermione Delacour. I've transferred here from Beauxbatons after the death of my father and grandfather in car crash. I chose Hogwarts because it's closer to home and it has longer school breaks"

"Oh" Was James' reply.

"Sorry 'bout your dad and grand-dad" Sirius muttered, patting her on the shoulder awkwardly.

"I lost my dad last year. It's tough, I know" Remus admitted. Hermione felt extremley guilty but thought that the means would justfy the end in this case.

"So if you're not Snape, are you a first year?" Peter asked, again.

Remus didn't have time to reach over and hit his friend for his stupidity because James had punched him in the arm. Peter whimpered in pain.

"OW. That hurt!"

"It was supposed to"

"So, Hermione, what year are you transferring into?" Sirius interrupted his friends.

"Seventh year"

"That's our year! You'll love the dinners here. There is everything you could possibly imagine on display"

It sounded to Hermione that Sirius was boasting, trying to look impressive. But she knew what could wipe the smile off his face. Just for some fun, seeming as her trip on the Hogwarts Express hadn't had much fun in it.

"Do you have escargot?" She asked innocently.

"Huh?"

"Escargot, do you have them?" Hermione put on a faint French accent when saying escargot.

"Yeah, we go where you ezcar! I don't mean to brag but Hogwarts' ez-cargos are the best in the world!"

Remus snorted with laughter. James looked like he was trying to keep a straight face, staying loyal to his best friend.

"I don't think you understand. Do you have escargot?" She asked him again.

"Look, I'm not stupid; of course we have ez-cargo. They're a lovely colour aren't they? Lemon? I think it's fantastic"

Remus was now laughing uncontrollably, so too was Peter. James let out a giant guffaw but when Sirius looked at him he stuffed his knuckles in his mouth. Hermione couldn't stay serious any longer so she lapsed into a fit of giggles.

"WHAT IS SO FUNNY?" Sirius bellowed. Hermione looked at him and he was now banging his hands on the seat, like a child having a tantrum, she had another fit of giggles over this.

After a few minutes James looked at his watch and jumped up.

"Shit" He muttered while trying to open his trunk, "Shit. Shit. Shit"

"What's up Prongs?"

"I, er, nothing" He said but kept searching. Eventually he pulled down his robes and pulled them on.

"James, what's that on your robe?"

"I got made, er, Quidditch Captain"

"You can't have been made Quidditch Captain. I was made Quidditch Captain" Sirius said, pulling a badge that Harry had received in his sixth year out of his jeans pocket.

"Fine, I'll tell you. I'm Head Boy" He then rushed out of the compartment, leaving a stunned silence behind. Well, except for Hermione, she already knew from the future that he'd made Head Boy.

The rest of the train ride was subdued, they didn't see James again either. Well, except for the time he ran past the door, chasing a third year who'd managed, somehow, to steal his badge.

Hermione entered the Great Hall with the first years. McGonagall led them in. But before this had happened Hermione had just about managed to convince Dumbledore that she was infact an emergency transfer student from Beauxbatons. And after all, there's always room for more at Hogwarts.

"Arthur, Jessika" McGonagall called out.

A small girl nervously made her way to the Sorting hat.

"RAVENCLAW" The hat roared.

Hermione became very nervous. What will happen to her? Will she be here for life until she is infact, born in the future? What about Voldemort and helping Harry fight him? All too soon it was her name.

"A transfer student into seventh year – Delacour, Hermione" McGonagall announced.

Hermione, made her way to the hat, she caught a glimpse of the Gryffindor table and saw Remus and Sirius give her a thumbs up. McGonagall put the hat on her head. Then its smooth voice filled her ears as it fell over her eyes.

"Delacour, huh? Nice cover, Granger. Of course, I wonder if maybe, I've sorted you before. Why, of course I have, you're friends with Harry Potter, or should I say, were, before you got transported back here. You were in Gryffindor, but you've changed. You're brave; Oh there's no doubt about that. But where to put you…"

A/N: Please let me know what you guys think! Is it a horrible attempt at something that has been covered so many times?? Feedback is welcomed! Just thought I'd try it out anyway! I'm getting so many different inspirations for different directions with each story I write! It's been raining non-stop since my birthday, you know! Maybe, if you review, the rain, it won't seem so bad!!

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