A/N- Here is the next chapter for all you peeps! I hope that this chapter's length makes up for the length of the first one! Hope you likey! Please don't forget to review! (Cookie for the reviewer! :D)
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Chapter 2
Hermione woke up to bright light seeping in through her closed eyes. As she opened them, she caught sight of white ceiling, and tried to sit up. But when she tried to sit up, a hand suddenly fell onto her shoulder and applied weight onto it as she made her attempt to sit up. She would've resisted more against the hand on her shoulder, but the pain became too much to resist that she had to lie back down to rid of such pain.
"I am sorry but you must lie down for now. You have just woken up." a voice beside her said and as she turned around to see who it came from, she came face to face with Dumbledore.
"Where... Am I?" Hermione asked and tried to sit up again, but Dumbledore's hand was resting on her shoulder and forced her to lie down again.
"You are currently at the Hospital Wing, in Hogwarts young lady. Now is it possible for me to ask what you were doing here and why you look like you had just come back from a war?"
As soon as the word 'war' left Dumbledore's mouth she tried not to flinch and flashes of the war suddenly passed through her head. She couldn't stop herself from flinching and quickly turned away from Dumbledore as the memories passed through her head. It was just in case she cried, but luckily she didn't and so she turned again and looked at Dumbledore. I need an excuse! Come on think! I need something believable... He said the war... Of course! I must've looked like a mess before I came to the hospital wing! War! Amnesia! Yes! Hermione took a deep breath in and looked at Dumbledore with a fearful and confused expression. "I'm sorry..." she looked at him, silently asking for a name since she wasn't supposed to know his.
"Dumbledore, call me Professor Dumbledore."
"Well Professor... I don't remember much, well I can't remember how I got here. All I remember was a green flash and explosion..." I guess I'm not really lying since it's partially the truth. The wall... And Fred...
"Hmmmm..." Dumbledore paused for a moment to examine the girl lying down in front of him. It wouldn't be obvious to the untrained eye, but he had seen enough lies in his lifetime to know when one was lying, and she was lying. But for whatever reason would that be? He knew better than to press such matters now, but he knew that he had to find out. "Well may I ask what your name is?"
"Hermione DeAngelo," I must not give my full name... I know I might not be able to leave this time anymore... But... Just in case... "Professor, may I ask what the date is today and how long I have been here?"
"You've been here for three days and it's August 29 now,"
"What year?"
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at the peculiar question but just went along with it for now. "1944."
"Thank you sir." If I'm right, then Tom Riddle would start his seventh year in three days time when school starts, and well since school hasn't started yet, I have one year until he graduates... And starts to cause havoc I bet. Okay Hermione... You can do this, you have one year to kill that prat, you have one year..."Professor, what am I going to do?"
"Well I would think that it is best if you stay here for the time being. May I ask how old you are?"
"Turning 18 sir,"
"Well then you are in seventh year now I assume?" Hermione nodded. "Good. Madam Atil had said that you are alright to leave the Hospital Wing, but your shoulder will be sore for a bit. I shall come back later for you and we shall visit headmaster Dippet." With that, Dumbledore stood up and nodded at Hermione. "I shall see you later," Then he left. As soon as Hermione saw that Dumbledore was gone, she turned around to face away from the door and let all her pain out through her tears.
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Dumbledore cam e back to the Hospital Wing with a folder of papers in his hand a few hours later and walked up to Hermione.
"Miss DeAngelo," he said, carefully shaking Hermione, whom he assumed to be asleep. Hermione turned around and looked at him questioningly. "I have here are papers, that say you are from the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France and you have moved here to England due to grave situations with Grindelward during the summer holidays. I shall not tell headmaster Dippet about your time here at the Hospital Wing as it may raise a few questions. Are you alright with my cover story Miss DeAngelo?"
"Yes, but sir," Hermione looked at Dumbledore. "What would I say if I'm questioned about my past? I have no idea what to say."
"Just tell them you lost your friends and family there and that will hopefully prevent them from asking more questions. If not just tell them you wish not to talk about it."
"Okay sir..." Pretending that my family and friends are dead shouldn't be too hard... Well I wouldn't really be pretending would I Hermione? They are already dead. Hermione looked away from Dumbledore as she thought about her parents, Harry, Ron and Fred. After all the trouble that she had gone through to protect her parents, obliviating their memories about her and having them plan a departure to Australia, the Death Eaters had still found them before they left for Australia, tortured them for information they could no longer remember and then killing them when the Death Eaters realised they had no information. Her parents had died not knowing that they were parents or that they had a daughter! As well as that, she couldn't protect Ron, Harry and Fred... Oh especially Fred, he had died due to her mistakes, he had defended her from the wall and got himself killed instead. It should've been her not him... She felt tears appearing and she quickly blinked them away before turning back to face Dumbledore, so that he didn't get suspicious.
"We should go no Miss DeAngelo, school is going to start in three days and we still need to get your books and uniform and get you sorted into your house." Dumbledore sat up from the chair he was sitting on and helped Hermione of the bed. "Are you alright?"
"Yes Professor, thank you,"
"Here, let me change your robes." With a flick of his wand, the hospital robes that Hermione was currently wearing changed into black robes that Hermione found to be extremely comfortable. With Dumbledore as support and leading the way out of the hospital, they made their way to the Headmaster's office. Once they arrived at the gargoyle entrance, Dumbledore held onto Hermione's arm tightly as he said the password. "Trulla Sweets," the gargoyle suddenly turned clockwise and started moving up, bringing stairs along with it and Dumbledore helped Hermione climb them. Just before they entered Dippet's office, Dumbledore let go of Hermione and allowed her time to find balance. "Are you ready?"
"Yes Professor."
'Knock, knock'
"Come in," a voice on the other side of the door said and Dumbledore opened the door and motioned for Hermione to enter. Once they were inside the office, Hermione couldn't help but examine her surroundings and also compare them to the office that it would soon become once Dumbledore took the spot of Headmaster of Hogwarts. There was not much difference to Dumbledore's office and Dippet's office except for there was currently the lack of Fawkes the Phoenix and there was also one less portrait of a headmaster hanging on the walls. As soon as both Dumbledore and Hermione entered, the man that was sitting on the desk across them- whom she assumed to be Headmaster Dippet looked up at them. He didn't have a beard like Dumbledore but his hair however was also white. His face and body was much more meaty also when compared to Dumbledore.
"Ahh, Albus, may I ask who this young lady is?" Dippet asked, and nodded in the direction of Hermione.
"Ah yes, Dippet, this is Hermione DeAngelo, she is from the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France and due to some... circumstances with Grindelward, Hermione has had to move to England and wants to apply for Hogwarts. I have her papers," Dumbledore replied and handed Dippet the papers that he had been carrying. Dippet quickly examined and skimmed through the papers Dumbledore had handed him before looking back at Hermione.
"May I ask what happened Miss DeAngelo?"
"Uh.. Yes Headmaster, Grindelward you see, he attacked my family and friends and well... They all died, but before they did, my mother made me promise to escape and come here if anything did happen to them... and thus here I am. I am sorry for the inconvenience Headmaster." Hermione replied nervously and then looked up at Dumbledore who nodded at her ever so slightly so that Dippet wouldn't be able to notice.
"It is alright young lady, you have money though to buy supplies I hope?"
"Uh... actually I'm sorry sir but I don't. I escaped and moved here on short notice so I wasn't able to transfer any money."
"It's quite alright Dippet," Dumbledore interrupted and nodded at Hermione. "I can pay for her supplies and as such."
"Of course then Albus if you are sure," Dippet nodded at Dumbledore and looked back at Hermione. "Miss DeAngelo, if you could just come here so that the sorting hat can sort you into your house?"
Hermione nodded shyly and walked up to Dippet, who was standing up, pointing at an empty chair in front of him and he was holding the sorting hat in another hand. As soon as Hermione sat on the chair, Dippet placed the hat on her.
"Hermione DeAngelo eh? Or should that be Granger?" the hat said, speaking into her had.
"DeAngelo please." Hermione replied through her thoughts and blocked as much of her memories as she could through her skills of Occlumency.
"You know for me to be able to sort you I need to be able to see your memories?"
"I can't do that I'm sorry, you already know my real name, please don't tell."
"I won't tell, I cannot tell. When I was created, magic was placed on me that meant I could never speak about one person's thoughts to anyone else. Not even the Headmaster."
"Fine..." Hermione lowered her shields slightly but only allowed the sorting hat to see what he needed to and nothing else.
"Ahh I see, terrible. Well you have bravery, the brains, loyalty and you're cunning. A shame I can't put you in Slytherin due to your heritage. Would Gryffindor suffice?"
"I do not care,"
"Wellthen...GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted out her designated house and Dippet took the hat off her and she stood up.
"Alright, with that over, once you have finished shopping for supplied with Albus, he will take you to the Gryffindor common room and your robes will be there for when you return." Dippet said. "Albus, you two should go to Diagon Alley to buy her supplies so she can spend the next two days getting used to Hogwarts and learning her way around."
"Thank you Headmaster," Hermione said and bowed down slightly before her and Dumbledore left the office.
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At Diagon Alley, Dumbledore and Hermione went around to buy her supplies for Hogwarts, and she actually spent quite a reasonable amount of time at the book store where she bought a wide range of books, both for academic purposes and self interest. The self interest books mainly consisted of the Dark Arts (since she figured it would be best to fight fire with fire) and Time Travelling, which she bought with her own money and secretly shrunk them and hid them in her pockets so that Dumbledore wouldn't be able to find them.
When they finished at the book store Dumbledore took her to the pet store where he insisted that she get a pet, so she could have company at Hogwarts. Inside the store there were a range of creatures, from toads and frogs to owls and bats and much more.
"What animal am I allowed at school sir?" Hermione asked, looking up at Dumbledore.
"You can have either an owl, toad or cat," Dumbledore replied and Hermione nodded as a thank you.
I guess that not much had really changed from now to when I first start at Hogwarts in a couple of decades, even the layout of the castle is almost the same still! Hermione started walking around the store, looking and examining all the animals that the store offered that she was allowed at Hogwarts. I had Crookshanks before and he wasn't bad... I might get another cat I think... Then while looking through the range of animals, she caught sight of one that looked similar to Crookshanks but instead of orange fur, it was white instead. I like you! I think... I might get this one... She carried the cat's cage over to Dumbledore who was near the front of the shop examining some of the bats and she brought the cat to him.
"Can I have this one Professor?" she asked and held the cat up to him.
"Of course you can," Dumbledore replied, taking the cat off her and went to pay for it.
It had taken them a good majority of the day to finish up buying Hermione's supplies but she had everything she believed that would hopefully last her for the term, such as quills, ink, parchment and of course books.
The inside of the Gryffindor common room was very similar to the common room she was so used to in her time, there was the fireplace near the back of the room and in front of it was the red sofa. Around the whole room were an array of desks, tables and shelves of books, it was perhaps actually bigger than the common room she was used to! The room was of course decorated in the house colours of Gryffindor, with the Maroon and Gold colours covering the walls of the common room. She was going to be alone for the next two days since school didn't start until September 1st and she found that it was perhaps the best time to formulate a plan on what she would do with Riddle. Fred, I love you and I hope that when all of this is over, I'll be able to find a way back to the future and have a future with you... If I don't drastically change the timeline that is.
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September 1st came around quickly for Hermione and she still had no idea what she was going to do. She knew for sure that if she was going to kill him- if she had the courage, it would have to be somewhere secluded and she would have to have an escape route after the act, since she couldn't stay after killing Riddle. Since she was in the same year as Riddle and would most likely than not share a couple of classes together with Riddle, she had to get use to the frequent run-ins with the soon-to-be-Voldemort. The announcements and news for the year had just finished and Hermione had been introduced to everyone and was sitting at the Gryffindor table where they had all welcomed her to their house and quickly asked questions about her past, which she quickly dispelled with her bare minimum worded replied and soon the Gryffindors lost interest in her. Hermione looked around the Great Hall and soon caught sight of Riddle at the very end of the Slytherin table. That has to be him... She nudged the fellow Gryffindor next to her (Alious Vandet).
"Alious, who's that?" she asked, pointing in the direction of Riddle.
"Oh interested in Riddle aye?" he asked. "Aye, well he's a well damn creeper but all the girls 'ere love 'im cus he's all smart and all that. He 'ates muggle-borns from the bottom of 'is heart though, like all them foul git Slytherins."
"Oh well that's no surprise,"
"Sure ain't, well anyways, what you got tomorrow?"
"Double potions, Divinations and Defence Against the Dark Arts."
"Divinations? Why you takin' that crap? Least' I got potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts with ye,"
"That's good, well anyways I think I gotta go now. Seeya guys at the common room?" She stood up and waved goodbye to her Gryffindor friends (Alious Vandet, Callum Longbottom and Finlay Weasley).
A/N-Please don't forget to review! Love you all lots! :D I also want some ideas for how people think this story shall go (Would me much appreciated!)!, I have writers block at the moment ==
