*Author's Note
Hey guys, so here is Chapter 2 of Changing time. I still do not own Harry Potter, though I wish that I did. Oh well. I cranked out this chapter today instead of paying attention in one of my University classes today. I am spoiling you all. I will usually only post once a week. Especially being there is a lot that will need to be thoroughly researched, and what not. Hope you all enjoy!
FYI I have double posted this story. I post on and Wattpad.
-Memories-Consume
Hermione landed softly in the corridor that the Room of Requirement was attached to. Looking around she quickly made notes of the slight changes between the castle then and the castle now. Some portraits were in different areas than she was used to. Heading towards the Main Entrance so she could make it seem she didn't just appear within the castle. As we well know you can't apparate within the halls of Hogwarts. Her footsteps echoed throughout the empty corridor and Hermione quickly cast a muffalato charm to ensure she would not be found before she wished to be. She quickly made her way to the giant doors that led to the grounds and she slipped out of the doors.
The grounds of Hogwarts looked the same as what she knew, deciding suddenly that her best option would be to go to Hagrid's Hut. He would get her to Dumbledore and she could make it seem as if she traveled from Hogsmeade. Hermione was almost out of breath by the time she made it down the rocky path to the hut. Upon reaching her destination she could see the smoke curling out of the chimney. This was a good sign, at least it meant Hagrid was home. Hermione raised her hand to knock on the door that she had knocked on many times before. The scraping of a chair could be heard on the inside of the hut.
"Jus' a momen'" a gruff voice said from inside the cabin.
Hermione stepped back as she waited for the door to swing open. The weight of the time turner pressing down on her neck. Quickly realizing that may cause a lot of questions she put the time turner away into her beaded bag. Just then the door swung open and there stood the half giant. A smile started to grace Hermione features before she remembered herself. Steeling her facial expression she spoke up to the half giant.
"Um, hello, sir. My name is Eloise Black. I am looking for Professor Dumbledore. Would you happen to be able to take me to him?" Hermione said with confidence, glancing up at the half giant.
"O' cours' I can take ya' to the Headmaster. I gotta head tha' way anyhow." Hagrid replied while he reached for a package. "Jus' follo' me." He stepped out of the doorway and began to make the trek back up the rocky path. "Me name is Rubeus Hagrid." Hagrid said out of the blue.
"It is nice to meet you Hagrid." Hermione replied softly, trying not to think of him as the Hagrid she knew in her time. So far that seemed like it would be the toughest thing she would deal with.
The castle loomed closer and closer, the walk seeming to not take as long as when she walked down to Hagrid's hut.
"You hav' good timin', Albus jus' returned from his holiday." Hagrid spoke towards Hermione as he began walking up the front steps, motioning for Hermione to step through the giant entrance doors.
"Ah, that is good timing on my part." Hermione replied carefully.
As they began to walk towards the Headmasters office a slight cough could be heard. Hermione turned and saw Albus Dumbledore standing at the top of the Grand Staircase. Trying to hide the smile from seeing Albus for the first time in several years Hermione stopped and turned towards him.
"What can I do for you?" The Headmaster asked as he floated down the stairs.
"I have an urgent matter to discuss with you." Hermione replied carefully, knowing that Dumbledore could easily perform Legilimency and see everything. While she knew occlumency, and was pretty good at it, she was not sure she could stand up against the pressing of Albus Dumbledore.
"Of course, follow me then we can talk in my office. Hagrid did you need anything?" Dumbledore questioned.
Hagrid reached into his pocket and pulled out the tiny package.
"I picked up your parcel for ya." Hagrid said as he handed Dumbledore the package.
"Ah, yes thank you Hagrid." Dumbledore said as he headed towards his office.
When they reached the two stone gargoyles Dumbledore turned towards Hermione, then looked back at the stone gargoyles.
"Acid Pop" Dumbledore said simply.
The stone gargoyle began to move out of the way and a spiral staircase started to move just beyond the opening in the wall. The Headmaster stepped onto the stairs and slowed them to take him up to his office. Hermione copied his movements, and waited to reach the top of the stairs. When she reached the top Dumbledore was playing with a trinket on his desk. Dumbledore motioned for Hermione to take a set on one of the plush armchairs that was placed in front of his ornate desk. After Hermione situated herself Dumbledore leaned his head against his now clasped hands and gave her his undivided attention.
"Just what can I help you with Miss..." Dumbledore trailed off waiting for Hermione to introduce herself.
"Black. Miss. Eloise Black. I am the daughter of Marius Black, he recently passed away due to an altercation with some Deatheater's. You see he was a squib and had been disowned by the Black family long ago. I am, well was his only relative, as he is, was mine. My mother died giving birth to me, and we tried our best to survive. My father somehow found out that the Deatheater's were coming for him and he made sure that I would be able to find a safe place. He told me of my Aunt Dorea Black. She was the only one he trusts from his family, though they haven't spoken since before I was born." Hermione spoke quickly, managing to follow what she had practiced for so long. "I guess what I need from you is help getting ahold of Aunt Dorea, and hopefully a place to continue my education in magic." Hermione finished.
"Of course dear. Well that is quite the story, and quite the life. I do remember Dorea mentioning a brother a long time ago. I am very sorry for your loss. As for schooling I am sure we can get you enrolled here. Classes resume on September 1st of course. Have you taken any testing?" Dumbledore trailed off. "Do you have your paperwork as well? We will need that in order to get you enrolled." Dumbledore inquired.
"Yes of course, I have it all. We managed to have it all together just in case. As I said Father was very ill, honestly they did him a favor. He is no longer in pain. As for testing I just finished my OWLs last spring. I received 11 OWLs and 1 Exceeds Expectations." Hermione said as she reached into her beaded bag for her papers. "It's all here. Including my results from the OWLs." Handing the papers to Dumbledore Hermione situated herself back into her chair.
Dumbledore looked through the papers quickly and set them aside. "Everything seems to be there, yes. Now just to get you sorted and to get ahold of Dorea." Dumbledore stood and reached for the Sorting Hat which sat on top of a bookshelf behind his desk. Handing the hat to Hermione Dumbledore sat back down and waited patiently for Hermione to set the hat on her head.
Hermione placed the Sorting Hat on her head and waited to hear the once familiar voice in her thoughts. Ah, yes, I have sorted you before… in the future. What an interesting feat. You are one of the few who get the chance to be sorted again. Noble qualities I see, and courage no doubt. Brains for sure. Just where do you belong this time? I see you have grown a lot since the first time you were sorted. Remember though Interhouse friendships will help you succeed in your endeavors. Those you knew then are not who they are now. Where was I? Oh yes. Just where should you go? I think I know.
"Better be GRYFFINDOR!" The hat exclaimed out loud. Dumbledore clapped to himself and had a small smile on his face. A twinkle in his eye present.
"Let's get a hold of Dorea, and see where we go from here." Dumbledore said as he placed the hat that Hermione handed back to him.
Hermione sat quietly pondering over what the sorting hat had said to her, interhouse friendships, did that mean she should friend those from every house. It makes sense of course. Hopefully this won't be too big of a problem. As she continued to let her thoughts reign free, Dumbledore was speaking into the fire. As he stepped back the green flames flared and a familiar whooshing sound could be heard. Someone was coming through the Floo. Hermione looked up and saw an elderly woman, who had to be in her seventies. Hermione stood from her chair and turned towards the woman so she could introduce herself.
"Dumbledore told me you are Marius's daughter, Eloise. I am sorry for what happened. I do hope you are okay dear." Dorea said kindly towards the young woman.
"I am fine, well as well as I can be. Father was deathly ill as it was, honestly they did him a favor. We had been planning for me to come to Hogwarts and to meet you. They just rushed us a little bit." Hermione said as she looked into the kind face of Dorea Potter. "I am sorry you did not get to speak with him yourself." She finished.
"Oh you poor thing. What is of your mother?" Dorea questioned.
"She died giving birth to me. I never knew her." Hermione sadly replied.
"Oh heavens, of course you have to come live with my family and I. We will take great care of you. My boys are your age of course. You all should get along great. Come along now dear let's get out of Albus' way." Dorea said as she straightened out her dress. "Albus do you need anything else from Eloise?"
"Just to set up a time for her to meet with her Head of House, set up her classes for the upcoming year. That of course can be done tomorrow." Dumbledore replied kindly.
"Yes tomorrow should be fine." Dorea said as she reached for Hermione's hand. "Come along now. We will get you situated at the Manor. The boys have some friends over so it may be a little more excitement than you can handle at the moment. I am sure they will be excited to meet you as well."
Hermione and Dorea walked towards the fireplace and activated the floo. With a wave goodbye to the Headmaster the two women were on their way.
The Potter Manor was beautiful, and that was putting it lightly. The entrance hall was huge, and full of light. With a grand stair case leading up to a second floor, and at least two more floors above the Hermione begun to realize just how well off the Potter's were. Hermione looked around in awe, as she finished looking around she noticed Dorea heading up the staircase and she quickly caught up so she wouldn't get lost.
"Your rooms are in the left wing of the second floor, the same floor that the boys are on." Dorea informed Hermione as they climbed the staircase. "When it is time for supper I will have the boys bring you down, and later they will give you a tour. Call for Tippy if you need anything. Tippy should have some lunch waiting for you in your rooms."
"Thank you Aunt Dorea. I appreciate it." Hermione said quietly.
"You are family, we do anything for family here." Dorea replied kindly.
Dorea opened the second door in the hall, and motioned for Hermione to follow her.
"This is your sitting room, where you would have any guests. That way they do not have to see your bedroom, through the other door is your bedroom, and through there is a bathroom for you. Any guests can use the guest bathroom down the hall." Dorea said.
The room was a light blush color, and had bookshelves on two walls. There was a small desk, a fireplace, and a wingback chair that looked quite comfortable. Dorea led Hermione on to the bedroom and inside the walls were the same color, only this time the furniture consisted of at least a queen size four poster bed with light green bedding, a vanity, a wardrobe, and a large bay window overlooking a beautiful garden.
"It is beautiful Aunt Dorea." Hermione gushed.
"Thank you dear. Get some rest, I think you will find some tea and sandwiches in your sitting room now. I will see you at supper." Dorea patted Hermione's arm and left without another word.
Spinning around slowly so she could take in everything, Hermione realized that she would have to get accustomed to a new life style. She would also have to go shopping to get some decent clothes, what she brought would not be fit for any social gatherings she was sure she would have to be a part of. Heading back through to the sitting room Hermione sat down at the desk that now help a few cucumber sandwiches and some tea. She placed a small amount of sugar in her tea cup and nibbled on the sandwich. She could hear some boy's rough housing somewhere in the house, and was sure she would be in for a good time when she finally met the Marauders.