265 AC, on the ship in Narrow Sea

4 years after he landed himself in this world inside the veil, Sirius never thought that someday someone from his world would come to get him back. But, of course, if someone out there has curiosity larger enough to learn about the veil and try to get him back, it's must be the most brilliant witch of Hogwarts herself, Hermione Granger.

Sirius let out a heavy sigh, brushed aside a few strands of hair that covered Hermione's forehead. Although he never met Hermione in her childhood, the four years old girl in her embrace right now, must be Hermione Granger.

She looks like mad potioneer after her cauldron explodes, with her wild crazy hair surround her head and her tattered shirt that looks like gown in her shrink body. Fortunately, she doesn't have any mortal injuries.

"is..is she alright...?" squeaked a voice make Sirius raised his head.

"aye.." Sirius answer, his lips quirk a bit at his companion who look terrified at the sight of four years girl appear from the thin air.

"is she like you?" Dorin asked again still glue himself to the nearest wall.

Sirius nod his head. Raised Hermione body and putting the girl in his bedroom. Thanks to merlin that the girl appears when he is at his cabin accompany by Dorin who refused to left him alone for the fear of assassination.

"can you give me a moment with my daughter, Dorin?"

The big burly man raised his eyebrow but never utter any single world to rebuttal his blatant lie and left Sirius bed chamber quietly.

He used a diagnostic spell on Hermione and felt relief wash upon himself when he knew that Hermione is alright beside her fatigue and drained magical core.

"rennervate," he said and waited for the girl to bring herself to living land again.

"merlin's beard!" the girl groaned make Sirius chuckled slightly.

"alright there, Hermione...?"

"Sirius...oh my god...! you are alive...the veil explode and I am stranded in this weird world...and my body...OH MY GOD MY BODY..." Hermione exclaimed loudly.

"easy kitten...breath..." Sirius ordered gently.

Hermione obeyed Sirius and taking a deep breathed calming herself down. For some minutes she just focused herself in the breaths that she took from her nose.

She is safe...Sirius is alive...and no more slave traders inside her view.

"why you are dress like some people from the medieval era, Sirius?" Hermione blurted, toss back a question that previously rages in her mind when she lands and meets the people of this world. Woman and children slave...slave traders and then Sirius himself.

"oh dear..." Sirius whispered and conjured a glass of water for Hermione before she tells the girl what kind of world she landed herself into.

Hermione stood on the deck of Sirius merchant ship letting some strands of her hair breeze her cheeks softly. From Sirius information, she got that after her ritual failed and she fell to the veil she landed herself on the world different from her own called "the known world". The known world consists of three discovered continents: Westeros, Essos, and Sothoryos. There are also numerous islands and archipelagos, including summer islands which are the destination of Sirius merchant ship.

And in accordance with her first assumption, this world is like some medieval era in England with not so different culture but in totally another dimension because there is no such country called England in this "known world".

In this world, Sirius changed his name to Sirius Peverell, used one of his ancestors and to honorable his last memories of the other world. Like herself, Sirius landed himself in the middle of the slave traders and had been forced to rely on his magic to free himself and thus used his considerable talents and quick wit to carve out a life for himself in this world.

With his magic and a little confundus spell, Sirius succeed on asked a knight to took himself as his squire and later recommend him to become a sellsword. With his skill and his magic trick in his sleeve Sirius became well known in this world for able to kill people or lord with the highest protection surround them.

"I was different person back then Hermione. I was angry and filled with hatred for the life that had been stolen from me...that I couldn't be able to take care of Harry and that cause me to didn't care about what I did."

If Hermione still her naive fourteen years old she will be horrified with Sirius experience but the war hardens her. She knew what it feels like...feeling so lost that you don't know anything anymore.

"but I knew that this lifestyle is will not bring me peace so I quit and wandered for a time. With the gold from my previous job I buy a small ship and purchase the help of sailors. I became invested in trading and made a name for myself as a merchant."

"using my magic and my little knowledge about ship and sea I venture to the broader sea. My ship heading towards an island that was previously unreachable because of the overly vicious waves...we trade to the farthest island in the known world. We trade and sell everything from exotic food, finest clothes, rarer wood, gems, and jewelry."

"in my free times I try to find a way to come back to our world but I didn't find anything that can lead me anywhere...then after four years since my arrival to this world, you landed yourself into my arms."

"I can't say how much I appreciated your effort to bring me back Hermione..." Sirius said after she told himself about her failed ritual in the veil.

"and I knew that I can't replace your parents or people in your previous life. But in this world I want you to be my daughter, Hermione...because with that it can give you protection and in your state right know you can't venture outside alone. You need a guardian...a parent."

Hermione let out a heavy sighed and she grimaced a bit when she still felt sore in some of her body parts.

"are you alright my lady?" Dorin, Sirius shield body such kind of a bodyguard in her world asked after he seen the pained expression on her face.

Hermione shakes her head and continues her previous thought about her situation right now.

First, she doesn't know if there is any ritual or spell that can be transported her back to her world and from Sirius knowledge and experience himself, she knew that most likely she will never back to her world.

Second although maybe there is something outside there that can bring her back, her four years old body right know is useless to such adventure. She can't use magic and nobody will take seriously a four years old girl who babble about another world and she will die whether it's because from hunger, kill by a kidnapper or maybe wild animal.

So the wisest decision right now is to be with Sirius and pretend to be her daughter while gathering information about this world that can be used later whether to find another clue about a way back to her world or for her and Sirius to survive in this world.

Hermione wrapped her arms around her body with teardrops falling down her cheeks.

But for one hour ahead she wants to mourn her loss.

Her parents who still doesn't remember her...

Harry, Ron and the Weasley who maybe doesn't know what happened to herself.

for her another friend...Neville, luna and her pet, Crosshanks...

and for relationship and chance that lost from her grasp...