This is a very loooonnnnggg chapter and if you know the stories of the Hermiones then you can sort of skip their bits, lol.
Chapter Two
Sorting Things Out
Albus Dumbledore looked at his withered hand sadly. It wouldn't be long now, he knew that. Deciding not to think on it, he dug into his desk and pulled out a bag of lemon drops. Everything might be going wrong, but he still had his favourite treat. He popped one into his mouth and closed his eyes. They said that sweets and treats wouldn't help with anything, but a single lemon drop had the ability to relax him and ease his worries.
There was a knock on the door and Dumbledore opened his eyes. Moving the lemon drop to the back of his mouth, he called his visitors in. His eyes widened as Severus Snape entered the office followed by thirteen different Hermione Grangers.
"Severus? Care to explain?"
"Miss Granger, the original Miss Granger, knocked over an artefact in my office and it brought several versions of herself into this reality." Snape explained, scowling.
"Oh my, that is a pickle." He mused.
He waved his wand and several more seats appeared. "Please, sit."
He watched as each Hermione took a seat. He could easily spot the original Hermione as she was looking very nervous and kept playing with her hands. Some Hermiones seemed older and others looked about her age.
"Miss Grangers, please tell me about yourselves. If I am to sort this all out, I'm going to need to know a bit about you all." Dumbledore told them. "Shall we start from the left?"
"Sounds good." The Hermione on the left nodded. "Alright, I'm Hermione Summers. In my universe, I'm the daughter of a vampire Slayer, like the ones from legend, and a vampire. I have graduated and was in Sunnydale, in America, trying to stop Voldemort from teaming up with a goddess from another reality named Glory."
"A half vampire you say? How intriguing." Dumbledore peered at her. "Italian or Transylvanian."
"Italian? I thought there was only one type." Hermione Summer frowned.
Dumbledore nodded. "Hmm. I think you shall keep your surname, and we shall call you Miss Summers."
Hermione Summers nodded. "Alright."
Dumbledore's gaze shifted onto the next Hermione. He noticed the lightning bolt scar on her forehead and frowned a little. That was interesting.
"I'm Hermione Granger, the Chosen One. When I was a baby, Voldemort killed my parents. I was rescued by Remus Lupin and Sirius Black, and raised by them. When Remus and Sirius became teachers, we moved to Hogwarts. I have been raised to fight Voldemort upon his return, something you never agreed with but something my other father figure, Severus Snape, assured you was for the best." The Hermione recited, her voice flat and emotionless. "I am going to be the one to kill Voldemort."
Snape scoffed. "I raised you?"
"That's not the weirdest bit." The corset wearing Hermione sniggered.
"Yes, you did." The Chosen One told him. "And you taught me everything I know about potions."
"Are you still in school?" Dumbledore inquired.
"Yes, sir, I am. Seventh year." She replied.
Dumbledore nodded. "Very well. You can be called Hermione Black."
"Actually, that's my name!" The Hermione sat next to Snape on the far right called. "I'll explain when you get to me."
"Hermione Lupin then. Does that suffice, Miss Lupin?"
"It sounds great." Hermione smiled.
"Next?" Dumbledore looked at the next one.
"I'm another Hermione Granger I guess. I'm in my seventh year. At the start of it I discovered I was dying, and Ginny Weasley used potions to turn Harry and Ron against me. My only friend was, sorry about this, Severus Snape. We became like family and we worked together to find a cure. I fell in love with Draco Malfoy and nearly died, but Severus saved my life." This Hermione told them, looking at her hands. "Harry and Ron became my friends and Ginny fled. If it helps, my Severus used to call me Mya."
Dumbledore chuckled to himself at the slack jawed expression on Snape's face. So far that was two of the Hermione Grangers lives that he had played a large role in. Yet this Snape pushed everyone away from him.
"Mya Granger it is. Next?"
"Well, my name is easy. It's Cordelia Chase. In my fifth year my Dad got caught evading his taxes so we ran. This wizarding company used to a spell to change our accents and integrate us into the lives of the people in Sunnydale and I became Cordelia Chase, self-obsessed bitch. Harry and Ron tracked me down in Los Angeles, kind of by accident, and I returned to help the Order beat Voldemort, along with Buffy Summers the Slayer. In my universe, I'm sort of in love with that version's father, Angel." Cordelia pointed at Hermione Summers who grimaced in disgust at the thought of her father and Cordelia.
"Miss Chase, I take you graduated."
"Duh." Cordelia rolled her eyes. "Sorry, my persona kind of takes over sometimes."
"Next?"
"She's a vampire!" The original Hermione cried.
She went pink as her other counterparts looked at her and then back to the vampire Hermione.
"Yes, I am. I'm an Italian vampire. During the war I lost Ron and was very depressed. I went to go and live in Forks, America, with my cousin Bella Swan. She had been imprinted on by Jacob Black and was very happy with him. I met a vampire named Edward Cullen and we fell in love. I was his singer but he managed to resist it. I was nearly killed and Edward bit me to save me. We later got married so I am now Hermione Cullen." The vampire Hermione explained. "I feed off of animals and am actually kind of immune to human blood."
"Really?" Mya Granger grinned.
"How cool!" One of the other Grangers called.
"You really are a Cullen!" Hermione Black smiled.
"Angel lived off pigs blood." Cordelia pointed out.
"So did Spike." Hermione Summers added.
"Fascinating." Dumbledore agreed. "Next one?"
"That'd be sweet cheeks, seeing as you're the original Hermione and all." The corset wearing Hermione smirked, looking at the Hermione in-between her and Hermione Cullen. "I'm Hermione Nyx Beelzebub, also known as Satan or the Devil."
Snape started and the other Hermiones drew back from her. Even Dumbledore seemed shocked. They all stared at her and she waved at them, the smirk growing even wider as she did so.
"You're the devil?" Snape choked out.
"In my world, yeah. And you're my hubby."
Snape's choking got worse and he just gaped at her. Some of the other Hermiones giggled and even Dumbledore looked like he wanted to laugh.
"I have several husbands actually. A whole deal with my brother, God, and I. It's a long, boring story. All you need to know is I'm the devil and I shall be calling myself Nyx Beelzebub." She continued.
"How am I going to follow that?" The next Hermione chuckled.
"Who are you then?" Dumbledore studied her curiously.
He noted she had dark tones in her hair and a darker ring around her eyes. She still looked like Hermione Granger though.
"I'm Hermione Granger, obviously, and in my universe I'm in the seventh year. I recently lost my parents and I have multiple personality disorder. My other side, which through my magic manages to manifest physically, is called Hermia Granger. She's a bit more…edgy than I am. I'm going to take the name Mia Granger." This Hermione told them. "I apologise for anything she does if she comes out."
"Me next?" The next Granger smiled. "I'm Hermione Granger, but in my universe I'm a slayer. It's a similar universe to Cordelia and Miss Summers', only when I graduated and the war was over I found life was boring. Buffy Summers then died in Sunnydale fighting the First Evil and I was called. She, in spirit, form guided me and we managed to defeat the First. I fell in love with her friend, Xander Harris, so I'm happy taking his surname and using my middle name. I'll be Jane Harris."
"Welcome to Hogwarts Miss Harris." Dumbledore nodded.
He caught sight of Snape shifting awkwardly in his seat while Nyx looked at him and winked.
The next Hermione rolled her eyes. "Nyx, please stop."
"Why? Jealous?" Nyx stuck her tongue out.
She scoffed and turned away. "I'm from a universe where the war fell down to me. The prophesy about Harry was in effect, but there was another one about me. Like Mya I was dying but in my world I had known for years. I stopped sleeping to put it simply. The prophesy said about a light one, me, battling a dark one-"
"Voldemort." Snape interrupted. "At least that's the common thing."
"No, not Voldemort. Ginny Weasley."
"Wait, what?" Hermione Granger frowned. "Ginny?"
"The thing with the diary had darkened Ginny's soul. Ginny became darker and darker, and when she lost her fiancé she went evil. We battled, she sort of killed me, and then I came back. I had to kill her, but we're safe now. Voldemort's gone and Ginny's gone, so the world is free." That Hermione told them. "I'm going to go by Hermione Le Grange. That was the name of my ancestor who went through what I went through centuries before me."
"Miss Le Grange, you didn't answer my question. Jealous?" Nyx pressed.
"Drop it, Nyx." Le Grange growled.
"Please, stop arguing. You're like children." The next Hermione scoffed.
This Hermione seemed about twenty one years old and she had a blonde fringe and amber eyes.
"She's right. I think we should save any arguments until later." Dumbledore told Nyx and Le Grange.
The blonde fringed Hermione rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
"Is there something wrong?" Dumbledore looked at concerned.
"In my universe, you're not my favourite person in the slightest." She growled.
"What do you mean?" A curious Mia asked.
"In my universe I was sent via a spell cast by Voldemort that reacted with my time turner to the past. I ended up going to school with the Marauders and became friends with them. I fell in love with someone that in my universe and yours is a Deatheater. We had a son, and just after his birth my Dumbledore took me away from my newborn son and threw me into the future where half my friends were dead, one blood brother was twisted and bitter and the other was alone. My son had been raised by another woman and my husband had become very dark." The Hermione paused, frowning.
"I managed to resurrect my friends through ancient magic and we discovered that our Dumbledore was corrupted with power. He was just as evil as Voldemort. My husband and I reunited, my son joined us and there was a battle. Dumbledore and Voldemort died, and we won. My husband's new wife died too and we were able to be together." She continued. "My full name is Hermione Lupus-Malfoy, but I shall go by Hermione Lupus."
"Lupus?" The original Hermione frowned. "Where did that come from?"
"I was born a Lupus. I'm the first born werewolf. I don't have to shift with the moon if I don't want to. If I shift when it's not a full moon I'm just a large wolf, but with the moon I'm a werewolf. My family and I created Hermione Granger to hide who I was, so my true name is Hermione Lupus." Lupus explained.
"That's dark. You married Lucius Malfoy? Does that mean Draco was your son?" Mya asked curiously.
Lupus nodded. "And he took me away from him."
Dumbledore raised his hands. "I'm sorry if my other self ever hurt you, but I am not him. I promise."
Lupus eyed him before sighing. "Fine."
The oldest Hermione placed a hand on her shoulder. "You'll be alright."
Lupus looked up at her and smiled. "Thank you. What's your name and history?"
"Me? I'm Dr Hermione Granger. In my universe, after the war I studied Muggle Medicine. I fell for a doctor named Gregory House and we had a relationship for a while. But then he left medical school after cheating and we drifted apart. Recently I got a job at the hospital he works in, looking after children, but he's with someone else." The oldest Hermione explained. "I trained as a healer too and worked in Saint Mungos for a bit, so I could help Madam Pomfrey if she wishes while we're stuck here."
"I think she'd appreciate that, thank you Dr Granger." Dumbledore nodded.
"You're welcome, professor." Dr Granger smiled.
"Now, you, Hermione Black, what is your story?" Dumbledore leaned forward to look at Hermione Black. "With a name like that you must be related to Sirius."
"No, actually. Like Hermione Cullen, after the war I moved to Forks. I moved with Remus and his son. I suffered from PTSD, from the war and the loss of Harry and Ron, and during an episode met Jacob. He imprinted on me. Jacob Black is a shape shifter wolf who is part of a pack that first shifted in response to the Italian Vampires being in the area. Imprinting means they fall in love at first sight with their soul mate. In my universe that was me. We got married and in my timeline at the moment he's off with Bella Cullen because she's pregnant with Edward Cullen's baby." Hermione Black explained, scowling at the thought of her neglectful husband.
Dr Granger patted Black on her shoulder giving her a small smile. She caught sight of the other Hermiones giving her similar smiles.
"So Dr Granger has a place. I was wondering, Severus aren't you teaching the fourth years about Italian vampires?" Dumbledore changed the subject tactfully.
"I am." Snape said slowly.
"Mrs Cullen, how do you feel about being the defence against the dark arts assistant? You can show the fourth year students exactly what an Italian Vampire looks like." Dumbledore gave a wide smile.
"What?" Snape cried, his eyes wide.
One Miss Granger had been enough to cause all this mess, and now there were twelve of them. He was stuck with one of them now, just to make things worse. He pinched the bridge of his nose. If he ever got out of this alive it would be a miracle. He'd rather take on Voldemort himself rather than deal with any version of the bossy, annoying little Know-It-All.
"Thank you sir, that would be brilliant." Mrs Cullen grinned.
Dumbledore turned to Jane. "And Miss Harris how would you like to be Care of Magical Creatures Assistant? Legend tells of Slayer Strength and with some of the creatures lined up that could always come in handy."
"Sure, why not? I like to keep busy." Jane agreed.
"Miss Lupin, Mya and Mia I would like to hold you back a year so that you can keep close to Miss Granger. It would be beneficial to us all." Dumbledore continued.
The three girls nodded.
"Where are we going to sleep? I'm a bit old for dorms." Dr Granger chuckled.
"There are some guest quarters that are unused right now. If you follow me, you can make use of them."
The various Hermiones followed Dumbledore down the corridor and towards the guest quarters. They were hidden behind a portrait of a dragon, a lion and a unicorn. Dumbledore told them that the new password was 'Granger' as a nod towards who they were alternate versions of.
He gave the three students uniforms and Gryffindor ties before leaving them to order food through the House Elves and go to bed. Tomorrow would be interesting, that was for sure. He was curious to see how the students reacted.
Please Read and Review. Poor Snape, having to deal with Nyx's flirtations and Mrs Cullen being his assistant.