A/N: Just to make sure no one gets confused, the time-turner that Hermione and Ron used is very different than the one that Hermione used in her third year. It's much more advanced and it will not only send them back in time, but send them back into their fourteen year old bodies. Their mind will be from the future (they will remember everything), but their body is from the past.

(Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter)

Chapter 2:

Hermione's POV

"Hermione dear, wake up," a light voice said next to her.

Hermione felt someone shaking her awake as she slowly opened her eyes to the blinding sunlight streaming through her window in her bedroom. All of a sudden, she immediately opened her eyes wide at the thought of being in her room. The time-turner was supposed to send her to when she was at the Burrow before Harry came for the Quidditch World Cup.

With that thought, she turned to see her mother standing by her bed. Her mother whom she had not seen since she had changed her parents' memories and sent them to Australia before she went looking for Horcruxes with Harry and Ron.

"Mom?" Hermione said, trying not to choke up at seeing her mother for the first time in over 4 years. She had not been prepared to see her mother all of a sudden like this. It would be quite a struggle not to break down in front of her, but she had to try.

"Honey, are you okay? It's eleven in the morning. You don't normally sleep this long?" Mrs. Granger whispered.

Hermione nodded, "Yes, mom, I'm okay. I guess I was just really tired. I'll get up now."

Her mom smiled and nodded, "Okay, see you downstairs." With that, she left the room and Hermione stared at the door where she had just left the room through.

She immediately got out of bed and went over to her dresser to chance her clothes. She looked around to find her calendar on the wall near the door to see the date. She sighed in relief when she noticed that today was a Saturday and it was also the day she would be going over to the burrow later that afternoon. The time turner sent her and Ron back a day earlier than planned. With that thought, she began thinking about Ron and hoped Ron wouldn't freak out when she was not there.

With her clothes on and shoes tied, she took a deep breath before opening her door to leave her room to downstairs which would be where her parents would be. They didn't work on weekends as much as they used to and since Hermione would be going over to the Burrow today, both her parents would be home to spend any remaining time they had with her.

Downstairs, her parents were outside on the porch out back. She walked towards the backdoor before stopping to look at her parents. Her father was telling something funny, making her mother laugh and she felt tears forming in her eyes, but immediately wiped them before they could run down her cheeks. She straightened up and planned on spending the next couple hours with her parents as much as she could.

She went outside and her parents turned to the sound of her opening the door and smiled at her. Hermione smiled back and walked until she sat next to them at a table on the porch.

"That was a long sleep, I'm surprised I got up before you." Her father chuckled.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I guess I was just really tired. I was reading a book last night and it was just too interesting to put down," Hermione lied, making up an excuse to avoid any suspicions.

Her father laughed, "Ah, that what I told your mother. I told her you had to be reading a book in order for you to be sleeping this late." Hermione smiled, a small blush forming on her cheeks.

Mr. Granger stood up, "Girls, want anything to drink?" He asked them. Her mother shook her head, but Hermione said she would like some water. He nodded and went inside the house.

"So, excited to go back to the Weasleys' today?" Mrs. Granger asked.

"Yes, mom. Ginny invited me and I couldn't say no to her. She really wanted me to come with her to the Quidditch World Cup because she would be the only girl there if I didn't come." She explained.

Her mother smiled in a strange way, "Are you sure it's not because of your friend, Ron? If I remember, you like Ron."

Hermione blushed, "Yes, of course I like him. He's my best friend."

Mrs. Granger shook her head, smiling, "Dear, I'm not that stupid, even your father knows it to. You like Ron more than friends."

"Dad knows?!" Hermione's eyes widened.

"Oh, it's okay. I mean, he doesn't like it, but you are a teenager and you are bound to date boys soon." Her mom smiled smugly.

"I'm not like other girls, I'm not going to date any guys." Hermione lied, remembering Viktor and Cormac, though Cormac didn't really count.

"Oh, sweetie, I didn't mean it like it's a bad thing. It's okay to date boys, you are still young, but it's good to have that kind of experience. If you like Ron and if he likes you back, I say go for it. Don't worry about what your father thinks. He needs to know that you are just like any other red-blooded women and that you are growing up." Mrs. Granger explained.

Hermione smiled to herself, thinking about Ron and how she was with Ron in the future. She knew that she was currently with Ron now, but she wouldn't reveal their relationship yet. Hermione and Ron's plan was to go to the Yule Ball as friends, but start dating after the Yule Ball which she thought was the best way to avoid suspicion from Ginny or Harry since neither Hermione and Ron knew when the right time would be to tell anyone except Dumbledore that they were from the future.

"Yes, I know mom, I…" before she could continue, the backdoor opened and her father came out with a cup of coffee in his hand and a glass of water in the other. Hermione stood up to help him, taking the glass of water from his hands before returning to her seat. Her mother winked at her, as if saying that they can continue this conversation at another time without their father around.

The rest of the day, Hermione spent all her time with her parents as much as she could before a sound at the fireplace grabbed their attention. It was Mr. Weasley coming to get her. Hermione and her parents were currently in the living room with her suitcases full of her things that she would be taking to Hogwarts. Mr. Weasley came out of the fireplace and greeted to her parents, but Hermione looked behind him, hoping someone else came with him as she thought of Ron. No one came, but she said her goodbyes to her parents, promising to send them a letter within the next week, before she used the floo to go to the Burrow.

Ron's POV

"RONALD! Get out of that bed already!" yelled, immediately waking Ron up.

"Huh, what?" Ron's eyes opened wide, finding himself in his bed at the Burrow. He sighed with relief as he recognized where he was, but then remembered what he and Hermione had done. He got out of bed immediately to the mirror in his room.

"RONALD! You better be awake or I'm coming up there!" Mrs. Weasley yelled again from downstairs.

Ron jumped, but turned his head to the door, "I'm UP!" Ron yelled back.

Shaking his head, he turned to the mirror and felt a bit of déjà vu by seeing his 14 year old self again. "Weird," Ron muttered to himself. Shaking his head, he turned to grab some clothes from his dresser before going to the loo to take a shower.

Before he entered the loo, he stopped immediately remembering something. "Moron, how could you forget?" Ron said to himself, remembering Hermione. He put his clothes in the loo before walking to Ginny's room.

He knocked on the door and moments later, the door opened, "What you want Ron?" Ginny asked.

Before Ron said anything, he looked into her room over Ginny's head, but saw no signs of Hermione ever being there. "Um, where's Hermione?"

Ginny raised her eyebrows, "She won't be here until this afternoon? Did you forget? Miss your Hermione?" Ginny teased.

Ron rolled his eyes, "Whatever Ginny, I'm going to the loo."

Ginny was right. Ron did miss Hermione, even though it felt like it hadn't been more than an hour since they used the time turner. He sighed as he went into the loo and took a shower.

Before he left the shower, he heard an explosion and his reflexes were on high alert as he immediately jumped out of the shower to put on his clothes before grabbing his wand. His heart pounded as he opened the door to the loo slowly. He looked around before stepping out. He didn't recall a Death Eater or the Burrow being attacked during the summer before his fourth year.

Before he went down the stairs, he heard his mother yelling, "FRED! GEORGE! What did you do?!"

Ron relaxed his grip on his wand as he remembered Fred and George inventing candies and all kinds of stuff for their future shop during the summer before their fourth year. He ran his hand through his hair as he sighed, remembering that he would have to see Fred again for the first time in three years. Before doing anything else, he put his dirty clothes back in his room before going down to the kitchen for lunch.

"Hey mom," Ron said as he entered the kitchen, seeing his mother cleaning the kitchen with a flourish of her wand.

"You need to start waking up earlier than that, Ronald." Mrs. Weasley turned and pointed her finger at him.

"Of course, mom," Ron said, shaking his head, smiling inside. He knew it would never happen, no matter how many times she said this to him. He would always sleep in and wake up late unless he had classes in the morning at Hogwarts.

Ron was starting to feel a bit anxious at seeing Hermione in a couple hours, so to distract himself, he grabbed a corned beef sandwich that his mother made for him. He may not be a fan of the sandwich, but he was now used to it and would eat anything his mother made.

As he ate the sandwich, three people came down the stairs and they were Ginny, Fred and George. Ron put down the sandwich as he stared at Fred, remembering Fred's lifeless eyes as he laid dead on the ground at the Battle of Hogwarts. Letting out a shaky breath, Ron averted his eyes away from Fred as to not cry in front of him. That would definitely blow his cover, well not really, but it would definitely be strange.

"Hey, we need someone to guard the posts, Ronnie." Ginny said as she stood next to Ron. She knew that Ron didn't like the name, but Ron tolerated it now because of what happened.

He smiled up at her and nodded, "Okay, I don't have anything to do anyways." Ron agreed to play keeper and he knew he would play better than his old 14 year old self would have. He would surprise those three, but he would lie and say he had been practicing on his own. It was believable enough because Ginny did the same thing.

One hour later into playing, he was sweating a lot and so were the others. Ginny and the twins were frustrated that they had yet to throw a quaffle past Ron and Ron smirked at them. He had told them he had practiced in private and they were now starting to believe him.

George was currently holding the quaffle and he threw it to Ginny who caught it and held onto it as she headed towards Ron. Ron was ready for whatever she had and knew that she wouldn't be able to throw it past him. Ginny turned to his left side, but Ron knew it was a trick move and knew she would go right at the last moment. As if thinking the same thing, Ginny changed to the right at the last moment and threw it towards the bottom right of the hoop. Ron dived for it on his broom and he was about to catch it when he saw someone familiar walking towards the pitch. Distracted, Ron let the quaffle fly through the hoop.

"YES! I told you I would get one!" Ginny boasted, but Ron didn't hear her as he saw a 14 year old Hermione Granger smile up at them, her eyes on Ron and Ron smiled in return.

A/N: I think this was an okay chapter, though I feel like I could've written a better one, but I know the next chapter will be better. The next chapter will pretty much be the start of the adventure. I'm planning on following the 4th, 5th, and 6th book with my own changes to fit the story. I may end this story at the end of 6th year or during the summer before 7th year and maybe do a sequel, but that's a long way away. Let's just see how this story progresses first.