After he successfully wrapped the sheet around his waist, he stared at her in confusion. Hermione slowly turned her head to see if he was dressed, still in shock she couldn't move. She scanned him over with her eyes finally seeing him truly for the first time. He was thin and tall and had black hair that went down to his broad shoulders. He had a nice toned body from what she could see, as well as a silver hooped earring in his left ear.

"What are you doing in my bed?" Hermione asked when she finally got over the shock. He looked as if his eyes were going to pop out of his eyes, and his mouth was open in disbelief.

"Your bed! If you haven't noticed this is my bed, and I would like to ask you the same question." He yelled and stared at her as if she was crazy. Hermione got off the bed and walked over to face him.

"What are you talking about? I woke up to find you in my bed and I don't remember personally inviting you there!" She yelled with a scowl.

"What are you talking about it's my bed! And I..." He started yelling, but before he could finish his sentence someone else yelled as well.

"SHUT UP, BLACK!" came from the bed next to him. That's when it hit here, and she walked over to the dresser and pulled open a draw. Inside she expected to see the book she threw in there with other papers she had written on. When she looked the book was no where to be found, and the papers had a male type handwriting. She looked around in panic looking for her stuff, but nothing of hers could be found.

Hermione finally looked back at him, his eyebrow was and he looked at her puzzled. "Are you lost or something?" He asked her. He didn't get a straight answer, but did see the panic on her face.

"Where am I ? I mean I know where I am, but ... uh. Where, I mean when are we? What I mean is what year is it?" She asked him in a quick manner. He stood there in a daze from all the questions she blabbered out. She let out a sigh of frustration and looked at him expectantly.

"Its.. uh .. it's May um 24 the I believe. Oh the year, it's 1976," He told her not understanding the importance of this information. Hermione couldn't comprehend what he said. She shook her head in disbelief, not sure if this was real or not.

"What did you say?" She asked him again.

"Uh I said that its 1976," He said while looking at her concerned. She looked as if she were about to cry. Hermione then sat back down on the bed, not sure if this was a dream or if it was real. She thought if it were a dream it felt pretty real enough. He cautiously walked over to her, as she placed her face in her hands. She then lifts up her head and stares out in open space. " This is not real, I have to be dreaming. I must be dreaming cause this is insane, you are made up and I'm sleeping right now."

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm real. As well as everyone and everything here, uh out of curiosity did you lose your mind or something?" He asked, but soon regretted it as she sent him daggers with her eyes.

"How dare you say that to me. An for your information I am not insane, your the one who is sleeping in my bed!" She yelled furiously.

"What!? Okay first of all its my bed and second I'm not the one who thinks I'm in an alternate universe!" He yelled back. His anger was rising and from the facial of hermione so was her temper. The boy whose bed was next to their lifted his head, not even acknowledging Hermione's existence.

"Sirius Black if you do not shut up right now I will go over there and rip your head off! And I don't mean the one on your shoulders!" He yelled at him, and it seemed as if he could kill him with his eyes. The boy, whose supposed name is Sirius, gulped and looked like a deer in headlights. He then turned over and grabbed a pair of pants that was thrown on his chair.

"Alright Remus were going outside, relax," He said as the other one fell back into his pillow. Sirius looked back at her and looked at her expectantly. She looked puzzled at first and then realized what he meant.

"Oh god I'm sorry," She said while turning. He then took off the sheet that was wrapped around his waist and put on a pair of black pants. When he finished putting on the pants he tapped her on her shoulder and nodded towards the stairwell. She then found her way to the stairwell and stopped to wait for him. He grabbed a red T-shirt out of his drawer and closed the door before he made his way towards her. "You first," He told her.

Hermione then began to walk down the stairs, as Sirius watched her, he secretly checked her out. He then smirked and made his way down the stairs. They both stopped when they reached the main lounge. Sirius then put on the red shirt that he was holding, and then sat down on the couch that was placed in the large room. Hermione saw that the shirt fit his form perfectly, but she tried her best to looke up to his face.

"Okay let's take this, how about this, we each ask one question and we have to answer them. Alright I'll start, What's your name?" He asked her.

"My name's Hermione, Hermione Granger. Wait your name is Sirius Black, as in the Sirius Black?" She said in awe, and that's when the pieces of the puzzle started to come together. Sirius saw that she was obviously thinking hard.

"Yea that's my name. My question, what were you doing in my bed? Not that I'm complaining or anything." He asked with a chuckle.

"Wait I didn't get a chance to ask my question," She told him in agitaion. He smirked as she started to pace in front of the couch.

"Actually you did, you asked me if that was my name and I said yes. Then I asked you a question. Would you relax you look like a chicken with it's head cut off. Come sit down will you?" He said while patting at the cushion next to him. She took in a breath and sat down next to him.

"Ugh I don't know, I don't know. All I remember is that I went to sleep and I woke up and there you were in my bed," She started and he opened his mouth to argue the fact but he let her continue, "Then your telling me that your Sirius Black and that it's 1976. And all I keep think about is that I'm dreaming and that all I need is for someone to pinch me top wake me up."

Sirius then leaned over to her, and pinched her on the arm. "Oww, what was that for?"

"What, you said you needed someone to pinch you. So I did." He chuckled and she rolled her eyes from his response.

* I just wanted to thank those who reveiwed, I'm really grateful and hope you liked the new chapter. There is definitly more to come.*