Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I just borrow the characters and change the plot. Okay? Okay. (I also don't own The Fault In Our Stars)
A/N: I felt like the first two chapters were sorta short so I merged them together into one chapter. So this will be the 2nd chapter and not third. And the rest of the story should be from first person perspective and not third.
Hermione's POV
As I walked up the stairs, I thought about how weird this situation is. It's not every day you go back in time-unwilingly-with your enemy. And it's the time period which his parents are teens and If I'm was right, so are Harry's and Ron's. Mine were somewhere in the muggle world, in middle or high school.
Draco and I made it up the stairs to Dumbledore's office. He was sitting at his desk, as if he was waiting for us. He still had his half moon glasses and white beard, but it was a bit shorter and lighter.
"Professor, I don't know if you'll believe us, but-" I started but stopped seeing Dumbledore had put his hand up to shush me.
"I got a letter a few minutes ago saying there was time turner energy in the future and the destination was Hogwarts. I do believe you've something to do with it?" He asked.
"Yes, I was using the time turner on your account to take extra classes. When this guy," I pointed to Draco,"Rudely interrupted me and made my figures slip, taking us back in time."
Draco scowled," It wasn't my fault! It was yours for using a time turner in the middle of the hall."
"It was empty! And what were you doing out of class?" I argued.
"I had to go find you! McGonagall asked me out of all people to find her star student when she didn't show up for Transfiguration!"
"Why would she ask you and not Harry or Ron or a Gryffindor!"
"You think I know? I was asking that question myself!" He said quickly.
I looked at Dumbledore who was watching us with a look of confusion on his face,"Professor, is there a way for us to get back?" I asked.
"Do you have the time turner?" He asked. I checked my pockets.
"I have it," Said Draco. When had he picked it up?,"I picked it up while you were...uh...getting off of me." Both of our faces flushed red.
He dug in his robe pocket and put what was the time turner on the desk. It had gotten bent and the hourglass part wasn't connected to the rest of it.
"What did you do?" I shouted. He cowered in his chair.
"I may or may not have stepped on it?"He said slowly, fidgeting.
I cursed under my breath. He was worse then Ron! If I got stuck with him, we'd probably be back now.
"Well the only way for you two to get back is with the same time turner you came with. I can't repair it, only a few wizards and witches have the knowledge and right to do so." said Dumbledore.
"Then how do we get back?" I asked.
"I know of a wizard who can fix it, I'll owl him after this. It might take a while to get it fixed, so you two should get comfortable."Dumbledore waved his wand at the two of us, changing our robes to Hufflepuff colors and Draco's hair color to a brownish red color that could rival the Weasley's infamous hair. He waved his wand again, making my curly mess of hair straight and shiny.
"What did you do that for!" snarled Draco.
"Your hair color is much to recognizable, a Malfoy I presume?" Draco nodded.
"Why are we wearing Hufflepuff robes?" I asked.
"You two have too many family members or family friends who could recognise you in the future in your original houses. Hufflepuff colors also suite you both well." He finished. Draco groaned and I ran a hand through my silky hair.
"Now, You two will be known as Bailey Fenderson and Leo Johnson. Two exchange students from America who will be staying for a while. For tonight you can stay in here," He waved his wand, creating a simple bunk bed next to the wall.
"Now, Goodnight." Dumbledore walked out of his office, leaving me with Dra-Leo.
"Well this is strange." I said, trying to break the awkward tension.
"Strange? I'm in Hufflepuff, I'm a bloody ginger, and my parents are 18. This is beyond bizarre and terrifying." He shuddered.
"There's nothing wrong with being a Hufflepuff or being ginger." I defended. He flopped onto the bottom bunk with a sigh.
"And even better, I'm trapped with you, of all people. And what kind of a name is Leo?"
"I like it, it's pretty common in the muggle world."He groaned again.
"So you're saying I have a muggle name too?" I climbed up the ladder to the top bunk and ignored him. I couldn't sleep, my body still thinking it's noon. I pulled out my wand and summoned a book I saw on Dumbledore's bookshelf. The Tales of Beetle the Bard.
I opened to a random page. Babbity Rabbity and her Cackling Stump. Sounded like a little kid story, but I was bored so I read it.
"What are you doing?" Popped Draco's ginger head. God, never thought I'd be thinking that. The bunk wasn't that tall, making it easy for him to peak over the top bunk.
"Reading." He rolled his eyes.
"No, Hermione Granger reading? Since when?" He said sarcastically.
"Shush, it's Bailey Fenderson." I said, not wanting to blow our cover.
"There's no one else hear Granger." He was right, but I felt like we needed to practice our new names.
"What are you reading?" He asked. I showed him the cover.
"It's a wizarding fairytale book right?" I double checked.
"Yea, My favorite one is The Fountain of Fair Fortune. I liked it so much, my dad tried to censor it cause one of the witches falls in love with a muggle knight and he thought it would be a bad example for me." He said.
"I haven't read it yet, I've only read Babbity Rabbity." I replied.
"That one's boring, nothing really happens. Here, I'll read it out loud."
I got down from the top bunk and sat on his bed. I flipped to the story ans listened as he read the story out loud, with different voices.
As he read, I watched in awe at how different he seemed. He didn't have his platinum blonde hair and smirk combo, but warm red hair and a smile. An actual smile. Maybe the hair color was affecting his mind for the better. He still had his almost silver eyes and voice. But he was acting different, friendly and kind insted of a stuck up git.
"Granger? Granger? What's your new name...Bailey?" I was burst out of my thoughts by Draco's voice
"Huh, what?" I asked. I blushed, realizing I had no idea what he'd said before.
"I asked if I should read another one, or if you want to read them by yourself?" He raised one eyebrow questioningly.
"Oh, please read another." I said, a bit eagerly.
"The Warlock's Hairy Heart. This one's a bit gruesome towards the end." He spoke. We continued reading till we finished the book and I climbed up to my bunk, easily falling asleep.
~End
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