Chapter 2
Regulus POV
When we arrived, I looked at Selene, and noticed how she hadn't even broken a sweat. "How the bloody hell did you run so fast and not get tired?" I panted. All she did was smirk – one that rivaled even Malfoy's, which was quite something.
"I'm a hybrid remember? I have twice the speed, twice the strength, and three times the stamina." She stuck out her tongue in a childlike manner. I smiled for the first time since I was a child – since before I had that fall – out with Sirius.
That night, I awoke to screaming. I shot up, ran up the stairs to the girls' dorms so fast the stairs didn't have time to register the fact that I was a boy, and burst into the girls' room. Hermione was screaming, but the others were still completely asleep. 'Ugh. How can they not hear her?'
I had a great light bulb moment. She connected my bed to hers, so if something were happening on her bed, I would hear it. "Hermione, wake up. It's just a nightmare. It's not real."
"It was though! I was tortured by – by – Bellatrix LeStrange! She carved that word into my arm!"
"How did you know of Bella's engagement to Rudolphus? Only the Black family and the LeStrange family know about it!"
"I'm from the future Reggie! I'm from 1999, not 1977!" she cried.
I was shocked. She remembered something. "Did you remember anything else? Friends, family, enemies?"
"Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, Bellatrix and Rudolphus LeStrange, that Goyle boy with someone, that Crabbe idiot with someone, and Arthur and Molly Weasley.
"As for friends, there's Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Fred and George Weasley, and Luna Lovegood. Enemies are: all of Slytherin. Yup, that's pretty much it."
I stared at her, wondering how she knew of all of those engagements, until her first words registered: 'I'm from the future.' I sat on her bed, pulled her close, and rubbed her back in a soothing gesture. "Shh… it's ok. Do you remember your name?"
"Hermione Granger, or as the Slytherins in my time called me: Mudblood Granger."
"You're muggleborn?"
"Yup. And every single Slytherin hated me for it. They said, 'if you weren't a mudblood, you would be in Slytherin.' I chose Gryffindor so I wouldn't be with all of those racist bastards."
"You do realize you called me a racist bastard right?"
"No, you're not a bastard. You're not racist. You called me a muggleborn, not a mudblood. Ergo, you are not a racist bastard."
I smiled at her, at her logic, at her brains, at her in general. She looked at me. "Can you stay? You make the nightmares stay away."
I nodded, pulled her down, and lay in her bed, slowly falling asleep.
Hermione POV
I woke up, not remembering where I was, until I looked over, and saw a boy in my bed. Regulus Articulus Black. The boy who made those god-awful nightmares go away. My name was Hermione Granger, and I was head over heels with Regulus Black.
I shook him gently, so not to startle him, and he groaned. "Go away Malfoy. Give me five more minutes."
I giggled. "It's not Malfoy, Black. It's Granger." He slowly opened his eyes, stared up at me, and asked, "Where am I? How did you get into my bed?"
"I'm not in your bed silly, you're in mine! You came here to comfort me last night because I was having nightmares, and remembering all this stuff that I can't seem to get out of my mind right now. So I asked you to stay here because you keep the nightmares away, and you did. And I thank you greatly for it." I smiled, which made him smile. "Now get your arse out of here before the girls wake up and find you in my bed."
He left, and I sat up, wondering what to do, since it was only 4:30 a.m. and she was bored. She got out of bed, got dressed, and sat in the common room, reading a muggle book called Seabiscuit. She heard footsteps, looked up, and saw Regulus walking down the steps. "Whatcha reading?"
"A muggle book called Seabiscuit. It's about a horse racer who wins all of these races even though his horse is blind. Why?"
"Just wondering. Though you might want to put it away before the other Slytherins find out you like muggle books."
I walked up to my room, put my book away, grabbed all of my books, and went into the Great Hall. As I was sitting down, I heard my name being called. "Hermione! Come sit over here!" I looked over to the general area of the voice, and saw Reggie waving frantically, as if his life depended on it.
Lucius made a whipping sound and muttered, "He is so whipped."
I strode over to the boys, looked at Lucius, and said, "HA! You think he's whipped? Have you even seen the way look at Narcissa? I mean, seriously!"
He looked at me, but then he smiled. "Granger, you have a funny way of ,making people smile, you know that?"
"Yup! BTW, You might want to get to Herbology. Don't want to be late right?"
"Damn. Professor Sprout is bloody scary when she's mad. See you in Ancient Runes guys!" with that, he took off running.
Regulus POV
We were on our way to the dungeons, on our way to Potions with Slughorn. He had yet to find out the Hermione was in his house, due to the fact that he didn't have any portraits in his rooms so he could be left in peace. We walked in, and Slughorn looked at us – more at me than at her – and asked, "Who is this young lady that I have not met yet?"
"Sir, this is Hermione Granger. She came here from the future, she's a muggleborn, and she's a Slytherin."
"A muggleborn in Slytherin? She's got to be the first one in about two centuries! I'm honored."
"You mean, you're happy I'm here? 'Cause in the future, you're always nice to everyone but Slytherin."
He looked at her and told her that he hated Slytherin because all they did was curse him and hex him. "I guess I'll have to put an end to that. Wait a second, aren't you Slytherin's head of house?"
He imply nodded, looked at me, looked at her, back at me, and back at her. "This boy here is the only one who respects his peers. He's the only one I trust with my secret: I'm not human."