I am truely sorry that I have not updated its just that with this being my first year at college I had to get into the swing of things so here is the third chapter of The Sands of Time. I hope you guys like it and thank you guys for the comments I do appreciate them.
Chapter 3
Vixen
I sat up straighter in my seat as Professor Dumbledore had risen up from his behind his desk. He walked a couple of paces across the room and reached up carefully retrieving the sorting hat from off the top shelf were it rested till September 1st rolled around. As if the hat was going to break if squeezed to hard Professor Dumbledore carried it back ever so carefully. Before I knew it he placed it onto my head as it came to life. Just like the first time I was sorted I heard the sorting hats voice in my head. "Hmmm A very determined mind you have. I am safe to assume when I had sorted you the first time I was right in placing you. You truly are a Gryffindor; risking your life and existence to save the world and most importantly a friend." The voice echoed throw out my mind. "Excuse me in stating this, but it wasn't exactly my choice in breaking the time turner to bring back it was an accident." I spoke in side my thoughts. "Yes my dear that it was, but everything happens for a reason. Instead of fretting about what happened, you took it upon yourself to take this opportunity to correct the things that started this disaster. That makes you a very brave and noble girl." My cheeks began to redden at the compliment that I was just paid. "But please remember my dear that every action has a consequence may it be good or bad." I nodded my head, even though the sorting hat could not see. "LET IT BE GRYFFINDOR!" the sorting hat's voice cried out as my face broke out into a grin from ear to ear. Professor Dumbledore lifted the hat off my head with twinkling eyes. "I can safely assume that you know where the Gryffindor house is located. The password to enter is Fortuna Major. So off you go my dear get settled in before you know it September 1st will be upon us."
Dumbledore waved me off as he went to sit behind his desk to ponder the tasks at hand. I stood up and quietly left the headmasters office heading to the seventh floor. It still felt like old times being back at Hogwarts roaming the castle, but the only thing missing was my two best friends and o how I missed them. The trip to the seventh floor didn't take as much time as it normally felt and before I knew it I was there. I stood in front of the portrait of the fat lady as she dozed in her portrait. "Excuse me ma'am." I tapped her portrait trying to waken her. She opened her eyes and stared at me. "Well that's peculiar why are you here it is only the 28th we still have 4 more days till students arrive." I thought to myself better now to practice my story and have this gossiping portrait spread it around about this poor orphaned child. "Well you see ma'am my family was attacked by death eaters I had no where else to go. When I contacted Professor Dumbledore he said he would help me and has agreed to let me finish my last year of schooling here and since I don't have much money and no were to stay he said I could stay here. I was just sorted into the house of Gryffindor." I looked up at the fat lady my eyes were starting to water and she gave me this sad 'you poor dear' look. "That is horrible, you poor dear. Do you have the password?" that was straight to the point her condolence then password wow. "Um yes ma'am. Fortuna Major." The portrait swung open granting me entrance. Once I entered I took off running up to the seventh year dorm room and jumped into the bed closest to the window. The first thing that popped into my head was yes a nice warm bed and the last thing was I feel kind of sleepy before I fell into an almost peaceful slumber.
September 1st, 1977
Time had passed fast and before I knew it, it September 1st had arrived. Within the past four days I had gotten to know the professors who stayed at the castle during the summer quite well. When I wasn't talking to the professors at meals I was planning moves and the consequences that they might have. I had taken to keeping a journal and writing down all the dates and what happened in great detail. Once I finished with the events I started writing down ways I could change those events with outcomes that were in our favor. Then I would figure out what could go wrong and find solutions to those problems. As long as we stuck to my plan start small and work our way up attacking and taking over very slowly it would all work out. It was like a game of chess and I planned to win, but I was going to do it with the least amount of deaths. The day before on August 31st professor Dumbledore had convinced me that it would be good idea if I apparited to king cross station and to take the Hogwarts Express back. It made no sense to me why I would do that if I was already at the school. He just gave me that twinkling eye look damn that old man. It wasn't till I arrived that it downed on me why. This way I could get to 'know' the people and make some friends, but I saw it as a way to make sure a little rat losses the trust of his friends slowly but surely. I frowned as I stood in front of the gate to into 9 ¾, maybe I could try to save him first make sure he doesn't go to the dark side.
I touched my beaded bag making sure it was still there as I entered through the wall of 9 ¾ the sight before me brought back wonderful happy memories when my family would drop me off every year for Hogwarts. Crowds of people bustled about; families hugged one another saying a tearful farewell, friends meeting up after so long apart, and owls hooted from their cages. The sight just altogether was just magical to say the least. My face broke out into a happy grin, the first real grin in a long time. I stepped away from the entrance as more people entered onto the platform and after one last glance around I started to make my way through the crowd towards the Hogwarts Empress. Unlike my other years forcing my way through the crowd, this year was much easier with not having to worry about carrying my luggage on to the train.
I had made it through the crowed in less time than it would have normally taken me. After pushing through another group of students idly talking I was able to climb on to the train. I continued walking pasted compartments some where they housed many students and others that were vacant, but none where the right compartment that I needed. It wasn't before long that I had found it the exact compartment that Ron, Harry and I had shared many train rides home and back from Hogwarts. How we had laughed and joked around, snacking upon treats, pondering the adventure of what awaited us this upcoming school year. It was this compartment that Harry, Ron and I had met when Neville had lost his toad. This was the compartment that I had to sit in and no other compartment could work for me. Lucky for me it was vacant. I hurriedly rushed into the compartment as if someone would push me out-of-the-way for it if I didn't. With a huge grin I closed the glass door behind me and plopped myself down in the seat propping my denim covered legs in the space right next to me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I released my deep breath I stretched out on the seat relaxing. I removed the bead bags strap from around my neck and began to rummage through it in it for my favorite book "Hogwarts: A History" I had begun to read. When I had gotten to the part about the structure being charmed for muggles to not be able to see it, the door to my compartment began to open. Great!
"This compartment is taken could you please leave." I said without looking up from my book because of who ever opened my door I had to reread that stupid paragraph again. I could still tell that they didn't leave by the sounds of someone's chuckles. "I would be greatly obliged if you guys would just turn around and walk out o and do please shut the door." Again I didn't look up from my book I just kept rereading that same paragraph yet again. Irritated and annoyed I closed my book sharply and looked at who just seemed to not be able to comprehend that I didn't want company. "Look Prongs looks like this vixen seems to think she owns this compartment." CRAP! Deep breaths Hermione you can do this just smile. "I am insulted. Just because I want to read in peace I am wrote off as having a bad attitude."
I looked at my 'guest' that stood in the door way to the compartment I didn't have to be introduced I knew exactly who they were. Sirius was tall and muscular. He had nice tan skin and just perfect black hair and I could say he did not look like anything like his adult self, but his eyes those dark grey eyes they had mischief in them. It was like his adult self when he was remembering you could see it in his eyes like a ghost of Christmas past. He companion 'prongs' was tall and lean, but he had a boyish charm to him he look like a spitting image of my Harry. His eyes were hazel and they were hidden behind square framed glasses. This had to be James Potter.
"Well my lady I am sorry you feel that way, but you jumped down my throat and never let me get a word in." I stared at Sirius I could not believe that came out of him. I looked at Sirius not believing that he sounded so mature at that moment. I blinked a couple of times trying to get my thoughts strait. "I am terribly sorry you are right how rude of me. Please continue with what you were saying." I leaned forward resting my chin on my hands as if I was entirely interested in what he was saying. He took a deep breath and then next thing you know he was on his knees begging me. "Please can we have our compartment back? PLEASE!" I looked at him with a really look on my face and then I looked up at James with a care to elaborate expression. He just chuckled "Well that's our Sirius one for dramatics." Sirius stood up with a goofy grin on his face the extended from ear to ear. I just rolled my eyes I extended my hand to James to shake hands "Hi I'm Hermione Granger. I just transferred here." James took my hand with a goofy grin of his own "James Potter at your service my lady and that goofy hopeless guy over there is Sirius Black" I just laughed and rolled my eyes. "Great two for dramatics." James just chuckled "What my dear companion meant was we were wondering since there are no more open compartments if our friends could join you in here." I looked at them with a stern look. I knew it was pointless to avoid them I was bound to run into them eventually and I might as well make friends besides I need to change Peter and make sure he doesn't go to the dark side, I bet he went for the cookies. I heaved a dramatic sigh (if they can do it to then so can I) "Fine if you must, but the moment you guys get rowdy I'm silencing you and tying you up." I moved my legs from off the seat and sat up. "You know I like being tied up." Sirius gave me a suggestive look and I took my book and hit him in the arm repeatedly. "Sit down before I change my mind." Sirius sat down across from me pouting as James popped his head out of the door to call down the hallway to his other friends.
When James came back in two guys followed in behind him. "James you didn't tell me we were intruding in someone else's compartment. I'm sorry for my friend's rude behaviors. My name is Remus Lupin." I just gave a slight chuckle "Hermione Granger Transfer student. Don't worry about it; it isn't problem at all James explained that there weren't any free compartments. It is just me in this compartment so there should be plenty of room." I flashed Remus my innocent smile, but my smile faulted when my eyes fell on Peter. "O this is our other friend Peter Pettigrew." Remus replied. "James Why is she nice to them but she made me the bad guy." I just shook my head, ok Hermione be calm, smile, and breath you will fix this. Be nice to him he hasn't betrayed anyone yet… that we know of. "O I'm sorry I wasn't frowning at you Peter I was just realizing that we are one seat short. Hmm." Sirius got that sparkle in his eye again. "You know you could always…." He didn't have to finish his sentence I already knew what he was going to say. "NO!" he just went back to pouting "See Prongs she never lets me finish my sentences just cuts we right off. It huts right here." Sirius pointed at James chest were his heart would be. "What would the point be in letting you finish your sentence when I know what you would say." I stood up and tried my best to put on a kind face for Peter. You can do this Hermione. "How about you take my seat and I can just lie on the floor. I think I have some pillows some where's in my bag." I grabbed my back that was still on the chair and my book as I plopped myself down on the hard floor as I rummaged around though my bag for those extra cushiony pillows and my wand so I could put a charm on the floor to make it soft. This was going to be one long trip.
Well that is the end of Chapter 3 of The sands of Time I hope you guys enjoyed it message me with your guys reviews what did you guys think. and stay tune for chapter 4 if I get all these homework assignments done. (But then again I don't know I wrote this when I was supposed to be doing a writing assignment oops :D)