17-year-old Severus Snape.
I have entrusted in you a girl, she is your only hope to change the path the world is going on. Whilst you have already cost the friendship of Lily which you and I both know that she will not love us. I urge you to move on. It will be easier at your age and if Miss Granger can complete her task Lily will not be killed by the Dark Lord, yes this does occur if you stay your path. I do suggest not to fall in love with Miss Granger, she is much too annoying. Perhaps pretend she is your cousin who has been in America but is British.
Good Luck,Severus Snape.
Miss Granger,
I have sent you back to around my final year of Hogwarts. I have done this to help prevent some of the more substantial damage done by the Dark Lord. I am afraid that you may never return to your time however from the calculations I have done to complete this permanent change in the timeline you will not affect your own future self. My past 17-year-old self or my current self for you will help you on your journey. I do not wish to be a spy, nor do I wish for my past self to continue serving the Dark Lord.
Your Professor, Severus Snape.
From that moment on Hermione Jean Granger was no more. In agreeance with young Severus, she was then to be forevermore Hermione Jean Prince. A cousin of Severus on his mother's side. A British witch who had been living in America for the past 6 years. This however was the only thing the two would agree on, they both had a very apprehensive stance toward each other. Hers from the years of torment received from a disgruntled potions professor who held himself now almost exactly as he did in her past. Alternatively, his apprehension came from lack of knowledge of the young witch before him, who looked much older and wiser than she should for her age. Their conversations were stilted and mostly consisted of grunts and mumbles, you can guess which one caused these problems.
Hermione had been living in the past, or she guessed, the present, for a week now. There were no more instructions from Draco at the present moment nor did she know the exact date it was that she had been transported. Unfortunately, as the first week had passed Hermione found that there were some, what one might call, lingering effects from her time as a soldier in a war that she shouldn't have had to fight. One said effect, was the inability to sleep without being awoken by frightening images of another petite, curly haired witch however unlike herself this witch had jet black hair, a feral grin and eyes that could only be described as haunting. Despite his many faults Draco was indeed correct in his assumptions that Hermione may encounter problems, not just in her transition but her mental state as well. It was one such time where Hermione found sleep eluded her when there was a tapping on the window above, whilst odd for the hour it was, owls had arrived for Severus quite often with bits and bobs to assist with his potionstry. This owl however was not quite like the rest, no indeed, instead of packages bound in brown paper and string the owl in question simply held a letter. That was the interesting bit, as Severus never received letters. Hermione assumed the lack of letters was due to his fallout with a certain fiery red headed girl and his aloof nature as a person. Despite her musing as to Severus's absence of letters, the foreign owl continued its persistent tapping on the sky light which doubled at the rooms window. Her inquisitive and guarded nature allowed the bird enough entry to drop the letter but not so much as to enter the room. Then there on the floor staring back up at her was a letter addressed:
Mr Severus Snape and Miss Hermione Prince
Spinners End
This was one of those points in time where Hermione truly believe magic was well magic, how could anyone have known she was there, let alone what her new identity was. Before she could question it further there was a thunk, a quite loud thunk. Almost as if someone had fallen off a bed or couch. Using her wand to cast a Tempus to discover the shockingly early time, Hermione assumed that Severus had rolled over in his sleep. Thinking nothing more of the strange noise, her attention was returned to the letter. So Hermione did, what Hermione does best. She cast every spell imaginable on the small envelope laying before her, a stark contrast to the hard burgundy wooden floor. Once she was certain that the offending parchment was indeed not cursed, Hermione continued using magic to bring it closer to her. It was only then that she realised the crest inked into the top right corner was that of Hogwarts. She instantly concluded that her dissection of the letter had not been needed but still did as any good witch would have done had they been through a war and lived on the run. Wherein she still couldn't bring herself to trust touching it, lest it be fake. The folded parchment glided out of envelope with barely a sound, minus the soft paper rubbing on paper, unfurling itself to reveal three individual sheets. One addressed to both herself and her new cousin, with the other two sheets being addressed to them individually, much similar to how they would arrive when she was staying at the Weasleys.
Authors Note:
Hope you enjoy the new chapter, so far Hermione and Severus don't trust one another which is obvious, but I promise their friendship will get better, and like any real friendship it will have ups and downs. As always feel free to leave a comment and tell me what you think.
And to my guest reviewer, don't worry about Hermione jumping straight into being in a relationship with anyone, and if I do put her into a relationship it won't be until they are out of school but their might be romantic inklings closer to graduation. Plus, I want Snape to have a redemption because even before going to Hogwarts he was a selfish prick, and now with his back and forth (yes they bullied him but he also provoked them on purpose) with the Marauders it makes him even meaner and I believe that he needs to be exposed to them in a good light. Even if they never become friends.
Love X