Disclaimer: All characters and things associated with Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. This writing is for pure entertainment only.

Summary: Set in the distant future, happily ever after would not last, and Hermione is no longer safe in a dangerous world. Will her children find a way to save her before everything in their world is destroyed?

Chapter 2

Professor McGonagall moved into the back room of the café with Rose, Hugo, James, Albus, and Lily fresh on the tails of her emerald coat. She then turned to face them, the door shutting and locking behind them.

Albus looked at the door, then back at Professor McGonagall. "No one is going to notice us back here?"

"I put a spell on it. We are hidden from all." McGonagall said.

"Great." Rose rolled her eyes. She had deep love for the professor, as her mother had cared so deeply for McGonagall, but respect was another issue. When Rose had attended Hogwarts, she had constantly been under the watchful eye of McGonagall who was always calling to tell her to do better or stay out of trouble, even though McGonagall had been retired for years. Rose considered the old witch a bit loony. "So what the hell are we doing here?"

"To save your mother, of course." McGonagall raised an eyebrow at Rose as if they girl should have known the answer to her own question.

Rose raised an eyebrow in return, folding her arms across her chest. "How the hell do you expect to do that?"

"Rose…your language around the professor…" Lily whispered, scolding her older cousin.

Rose just rolled her eyes.

"I know what Malfoy is up to…" McGonagall continued, ignoring Rose. "And I know there is a way to save Hermione."

"How?" Hugo spoke up.

"What is Malfoy up to?" James asked.

McGonagall looked at James first. "He needed a muggle-born witches blood to mix with his to perform a serious task…your Aunt Hermione was the perfect candidate."

"What task?" Hugo asked, growing more impatient. "And why my mom?"

McGonagall took a deep breath and then looked away from the children. "It seems Voldemort was not destroyed as we all anticipated…"

"What?" Albus and Rose said in unison.

"Malfoy managed to…keep a piece of Voldemort in him, in something called a Horcux, enough of his soul to reattach it to human life…" McGonagall explained, glancing at James. "Your father thought he got them all…but he must have missed one… and now, unfortunately, Malfoy needs real human blood to do bring back Voldemort…magic blood, but still with enough human…"

"What does that have to do with anything?" Hugo asked, impatient. He wanted to know how to save his mother.

"It means that he needs to pass that part of the soul along, to another person…in this case his own child…" McGonagall continued.

"So what? Is that why…" Rose was quickly putting the pieces together. She might not have been the smartest when it came to school, but she had a knack for commonsense. "Its why Malfoy got my mom pregnant? Because that baby…" Rose took a deep breath, unable to finish her sentence.

McGonagall nodded slowly at Rose. "That baby will…possess the soul of Voldemort. It will, in fact, be Voldemort…"

"He used my mom for her blood?" Hugo had put it together a little slower.

"And to add insult to injury." James deducted. "Because Voldemort wants my father dead…and Aunt Hermione was the closest muggle-born to him."

McGonagall nodded. The Weasley and Potter children were as smart as their parents had been at that age.

"So how to do we fix this? I mean…what are we to do?" Lily asked.

"A few of us, who have managed to keep a low profile, have devised a spell…one which will take us back in time…" McGonagall started.

"How the hell is that gonna help us?" Rose shook her head in disbelief.

"The spell will take us back to the exact moment in time that we are able to change something to fix the events of these dark days we are in." McGonagall stated.

"What?" James raised an eyebrow. "Is that possible?"

"It is very possible." McGonagall confirmed.

"What do we have to go back and change?" Rose asked, ignoring her cousin's stupid question.

"That is the tricky part…we are unsure. We will have to figure it out when we get there." McGonagall said.

"And the Horcrux?" Albus knew all too well what that meant. "Do we have to find it as well?"

"We may indeed…" McGonagall nodded.

"We?" Hugo asked.

"Yes, dear." McGonagall nodded. "I will be going with you. If it is the past, I may be the only one who understands the events that we may fall into."

"Or it may be even before your time…" Rose said smugly, adding under her breath. "Though I doubt that is possible…"

"Rose!" Lily scolded her older cousin again. Sometimes, she felt like Rose acted like a child.

"Now we need to get things in order…" McGonagall said.

"Hold on…are we really gonna do this?" Rose was bewildered by the assumption it had been decided to go through with McGonagall's plan. "I mean…for all we know we are wasting precious time trying to save my mom and find our parents…"

"There is no way to save your mother now, Rose." McGonagall said. "Not like this…you would all be killed in an instant…"

"She is right, Rose." James told his cousin.

"Of course she is…" Rose said sarcastically, glaring at James. Sometimes she and her older cousin butted heads.

"We need to do this, Rose." Hugo told his sister. He needed his mother back more then anything. He pushed the red hair off his forehead, revealing dried blood from a cut he must have received the night earlier.

The cut on her brother made Rose realize that McGonagall was right. They were too weak to continue on as they were, someone would die if they did. She sighed, turning to the professor. "Fine. Let's do this."

McGonagall nodded, pulling out her wand. "Very well dear. Everyone grab hands and hold on tight." McGonagall raised her wand high over their heads.

"I thought time-travel was illegal in our world…" Albus mumbled.

Professor McGonagall smiled at the boy who looked so much like Harry. "Desperate times, Mr. Potter…" She then twisted her wand. " Tempus Via!"

And with those two little words, the three Potter children, the two Weasley children, and Professor McGonagall all disappeared from the small room in the back of the café.

Rose hit the soft ground of the Forbidden Forest. She knew where she was instantly, as she could see Hogwarts in the near distance. Before she could gather herself, however, she felt a smack on her back and an extreme amount of wait pushed her back into the dirt.

"Shit!" Rose growled.

"What? Sorry!" James realized he had landed on his cousin and quickly got to his feet, wiping the dirt off of his jacket.

Rose rolled her eyes and stood slowly, brushing the dirt off of her jeans and black v-neck, though it hardly mattered. Her clothes were torn and tattered from the fights she had been experiencing back in her dimension for weeks now.

"Where is everyone else?" James glanced around, noticing he and Rose were the only two there.

"Who knows? Maybe we all got mixed up." Rose grunted, feeling a warm, liquid sensation coming from her nose. She quickly wiped it, realizing it was bleeding. She really couldn't win. "Shit, James!" She turned to face her cousin to show him her nose.

"Did I do that?" James asked.

"I'd say so." Rose nodded.

James shrugged. "Well, it isn't taking much away from your look right now. That bloody bruise on the side of your face does well enough…"

Rose ran her hand over her right cheekbone, knowing it was bruised. It was tender to her touch, but she couldn't even remember when she had acquired it. Too much had happened over the past few days. "Let's just get out of here."

"Where are we?" James glanced around.

"The Forbidden Forest." Rose told him, starting to stagger toward Hogwarts, her hands in her pocket. "So like I said, lets get the hell outta here."

James nodded, following his cousin out of the forest. "Where are we going now?"

Rose turned to raise an eyebrow at her older cousins. As smart as he was, sometimes he seemed so stupid. "To Hogwarts…"

"You think everyone else is in there?" James asked.

"I think it's the best place to start fucking looking…" Rose said harshly.

James sighed. "We don't even know where we really are…we may not even been in the past."

"I doubt that." Rose said.

"Why?" James asked.

"Because parts of Hogwarts are still being replaced…" Rose pointed to a few towers that were clearly getting rebuilt. "When we went here those towers were all done…old news…"

James nodded, agreeing, knowing his Hogwarts history well. "Those towers were replaced right after the Second Wizarding War."

"Well then…that's what fucking time we must be in." Rose told him, picking up her step as they moved out of the forest and closer to Hogwarts. "So lets go find everyone else."

"There is no need for that kind of language, Rose." James scolded his cousin as if she were a child. Sometimes she acted exactly like that, as far as he was concerned.