Chapter 1: Travels

When Hermione awoke, she was very confused. Lying on the cold ground of the Forbidden Forest, the sun slowly rising as the full moon set, while having absolutely no idea as to where and why you were there, often did that to you. She felt too tired to try and move, but she knew she had to. It felt strange though. She tried to shake that off though, pinching as she pulled herself to her feet. Looking down at herself, she saw the bleeding teeth marks in her leg, staining the dark blue of her jeans.

Hermione took a shaky breath, memories of what had happened last night flooding back to her. Professor Lupin the werewolf. Harry and her having gone back here hours with the Time-Turner. Harry sending a spell at Lupin while he tried to kill her. Everything.

Hermione decided to head back, trying to find Hogwarts again. She shouldn't have wondered so far into the forest, which she knew, but honestly, being chased by a bloody werewolf makes you do things upon instinct. Before long, she heard several voices though. Four male voices, to be exact. They were laughing over something, hanging around. Stepping through the trees to see who was talking, she spotted the boys. They had been walking away from the Whomping Willow, all looking rather tired.

One of them had raven black hair, and looked a lot like Harry. Hermione even thought that he was Harry, but she wondered who the other three were. Anyhow, Hermione walked over, furious with Harry in a split second. He'd just left her there in the forest! Professor Lupin could have killed her, or she could have died from her wound after all.

Upon approaching the boys however, blood loss and the pain from the bite in her calf got to her, making her fall to the ground. She winced slightly, taking another quick look at the wound. It seemed even more red than earlier, of possible. Hermione took a few deep breaths, trying to stay conscious again. Black started to consume her vision, and she felt dizzy. Before she could do anything else, she passed out.

Remus Lupin had a long night. His transformation was one of the most painful he'd ever experienced, and none of his friends had let in sleep. Instead, they'd explored the Forbidden Forest. At least, that's what James and Sirius had told him. He couldn't remember anything from the night. They had started to head back to the castle, not wanting his friends to get caught out of bed, when something stopped him.

Movement. James must have noticed him stop, because he turned around to face his friend. "What is it, Moony?" He asked. Remus didn't respond however, confused. What had moved? Something felt different though. He could tell. Then he saw another bit of movement. That made him turn around, and he paled slightly when he saw what had disturbed him.

A girl, about their age, was lying on the ground, blood staining her clothes. She wore a pink hooded jumper, and torn blue jeans, and she looked like she'd been in some sort of fight. The girl was laying on the ground, unconscious, her bushy brown hair damp. He started towards her, worried. She was hurt, and needed to see Madam Pomfrey.

When James, Peter and Sirius spotted her as well, they realised that she must have been what made Remus stop. So of course, they went after him. When the their three arrived, Remus seemed worried. "Someone needs to alert the headmaster. She needs to get to the hospital wing, even if she'd not someone from Hogwarts." He alerted them. Remus had never seen her before, which is why he'd mentioned that she probably wasn't someone from Hogwarts.

James has nodded, taking it all in. "Wormtail, you go find Dumbledor. Tell him we found someone hurt. Moony, Padfoot and I'll help you get her to the Hospital Wing." He's ordered, using their Marauder names. It came naturally to James, considering they were practically alone. Well, alone if you minus the unconscious girl in front of them. Remus nodded numbly, and Peter started to scramble off.

Then Remus spotted, and recognise the wound of which had made her loose so much blood. He knew it as he'd had it inflicted on him, and he'd seen others with it; the bite of a werewolf. Remus knee it wasn't him, and the teeth marks in it were too big for him anyways. Remus was only 13, and that bite mark looked like it were inflicted by someone who was fully grown. Nevertheless, Remus had a feeling that he might cop the blame for this poor girl and the curse now upon her. If she lived, that is.

"This is a peculiar situation, Harry." Dumbledor had been informed the next morning, Professor Lupin and Harry sitting in front of him. Considering the circumstances of their little predicament wih the Time-Turner, Dumbledor had to help free Sirius himself. Both Buckbeak and the accused murderer had fled from school grounds shortly after, the ministry and dementors missing them by a few minutes.

"Peculiar situation or not, we need to figure out where she is!" Harry retorted, his green eyes flaring up with anger. Lupin however, wasn't yelling. He was in a normal mind set, if not clouded with regret and sorrow. Hermione wasn't going to be normal again, if they could figure out and get her back. That didn't seem likely though, seeing as they didn't know where she was.

Then something rather strange happened to Remus Lupin. Memories of his schooling days pushed forwards, and he recalled feeling the same thing he felt now, except for a different girl. Someone who had randomly appeared, bitten by a werewolf as had happened to Hermione. The girl from his memories even looked like their Hermione. Remus frowned a little bit, trying to remember something. They hadn't found someone in their third year, had they?

Then it dawned on him. What if that girl was Hermione Granger, and she'd been accidentally sent back twenty years? It made a little bit of sense...

Harry was still arguing with Dumbledor, the headmaster getting a little frustrated. Then Remus decided to interrupt. "I think I might know where Miss Granger is."