I woke suddenly, with a start, and I saw Professor McGonagall looking over me, with a shocked face and a hand covering her mouth. Her eyes looked like she had seen a ghost. "Darling girl... we thought...you disappeared...you haven't aged a day..." she looked at me again, with sadness and shock in her eyes.

"What? Have I missed exams? I'm sorry, I promise I'll retake them," I said, but my Professor shook her head and put her face in her hands. It looked like she was crying. "Professor, what's wrong?"

"Oh, Ms. Granger. We looked for you for ages. We never could find you. You can't imagine how heartbroken Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley were...And now I find you. After all this time..." she sobbed loudly.

"How...how long was I?..." five minutes ago, I had been talking to Malfoy, no more than that! But why was Professor McGonagall so shocked to see me, like I had been long dead?!

"Ms. Granger...you were petrified...nineteen years."

It was impossible. It just had to be. I can't have been petrified that long! I hadn't even felt a thing! But the look in Professor McGonagall's eyes was enough. She had thought I was dead all this time, and then she comes across me, lying in the forest. She sobbed louder.

"Are yeh all right, Professor?" I heard a loud, familiar voice holler. When it heard no response, it came walking to the place where I still lay. " 'Ermione!" His face turned pale. " 'Ow!" He looked at McGonagall in alarm. "The poor thing was petrified and left here. And after all this time, Hagrid, I didn't find her." She blew her nose. "I guess we should inform Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Mr. and Mrs. Potter to come to my office for a chat." She said as she regained her composure. Mrs. Potter? Mrs. Weasley? I thought. Of course. It had been nearly two decades, so of course they would be married by now, I thought. But, though I knew I was being selfish, I hurt, hearing "Mrs. Weasley". Just what I thought was earlier this morning, Ron and I had hugged each other good morning, him stroking my hair. My eyes started watering, and I fanned myself. Tears still in her eyes, McGonagall started walking off to her office, and I followed, but I noticed as I went the changes to the school. Nothing drastic, but I still saw them. I thought, wasn't there a hedge there when I walked by just earlier this morning? All of the remaining battle scars that the school had not repaired were gone now. I studied the faces as I passed by. That one had to be a Lovegood, I thought. Then I realized it was probably Luna's daughter. They all probably had kids, Luna, Harry, Ginny, Ron. The thought made me kind of nervous. No time had gone by for me, but so long had gone by for everyone else. Seeing them that old would probably make me laugh and cry at the same time. When we arrived at the headmistress' office, McGonagall told me to wait outside, because they had all already apparated in there. She took a deep breath, and walked into the room. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but she was probably explaining everything. I heard loud voices that didn't sound particularly happy. She opened the door for me to come in, and I was looking at a nearly 40-year-old version of Harry, Ginny, Ron, and to my surprise and disappointment, Lavender Brown. Or, Weasley, I guessed. I felt jealousy and sorrow at seeing what I missed, what might have been, and how different my best friends-and Lavender-looked. They stared at me in shock, but Ginny got out of her seat and gave me a large hug. She had missed me. I had left when all of them were still mourning the losses of loved ones, and I had added to their sadness.

"Blimey!" Said Ron. Harry just stared at me wide-eyed, and Lavender seemed to be unshaken. I hadn't taken a liking to Lavender when she shared a room with me at Hogwarts, and during that brief period she had dated Ron during 6th year, I had grown to hate her, though it was just jealousy, and there truly wasn't much wrong with her.

"So...what do you remember since you woke up?" Asked Ron, his eyes still wide.

"It feels like this morning I woke up and we...had a conversation," I said, thinking about Lavender, "And then Malfoy asked me to meet him in the forbidden forest-thought he was going to apologize for being such a idiot, but instead he petrified me. And then I woke up with Professor McGonagall looking over me."

"Minerva, can you get the kids?" Said Harry suddenly. Minerva? Since when does Harry call Professors by their first names? Of course. Since he became a parent of a student. My mind was still spinning.

"Ms. Granger, do you need to sit down?" Asked McGonagall gently. I sat down next to Ginny. She looked like a model. Not at all like her mother she had grown tall and beautiful. Not saying Mrs. Weasley was bad-looking, but she wasn't nearly like her daughter.

"Ginny?" I said quietly.

"Yes."

"Is it really strange to see me?"

"Well, it came as a shock, but you haven't changed a bit."

"But you all have." She looked at me with sadness and pity in her eyes. "Isn't it just horrible to look at me, and see someone who could have been your child?" I said, looking at my friend. She sighed and nodded. Then the door opened, and what must have been their children walked in.

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