N/A: Well, I have FINALLY had enough time to write this. Sorry it took me so long.

Good news: I have a beta reader, Lucius Tarquinius he's really cool!

Disclaimer: Do I own Harry Potter, you ask? Well, if you must know, I don't! Are you happy now?!

Seeing Double

Older Ron stood in front of the curious Gryffindors, the other Older "Versions" were sitting behind him. 7th year Harry came back from his walk everyone was on pins and needles.

"Ok, ladies and gentlemen. Here are a few things you can't ask us," the older Ron said looking at everyone in the room.

"One: You cannot ask us about your love lives." As he said this he folded his left pinky with his right hand. Half the girls groaned and moaned. Lavender and Parvati leading the chorus.

"But, why?" Lavender chimed.

"Also," Ron continued ignoring Lavender.

Younger Hermione, from the corner of her eye, saw that her older self grinned when this happened. 'Why…?" She asked herself. Her older self turned to her, and looked at her surprised. Could she…me…read my mind? Just as she asked herself that, the older Hermione looked at the crowd, a little shaken.

"-you cannot ask us any type of fortune telling, per se," He said firmly.

"What can we ask?" George interrupted while rising a little from the couch.

"Nothing, I suppose. We will tell you as soon as Dumbledore allows us to tell you." Ron said waving his hand a little.

"And," 7th year Hermione said standing from her chair "He introduces us at dinner tonight

"Well," the older Harry said, looking at the floor, "I went to see him after I left. He looked like he expected us. Anyway, he said that we could only tell our 4thyear selves small amounts of information. Meaning what's going to happen in the next three years". He looked at 7th year Ron when he said this. Everyone held their breath; some even looked at the younger Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione, the four looked dumbfounded.

"What does that mean exactly?" Angelina asked politely.

"We can tell you some bits and pieces of your lives, if we know any." 6Th year Ginny said looking at Angelina, smiling thinking to herself what surprises laid in

All the Gryffindors buzzed with excitement that afternoon. Everyone waited anxiously for dinnertime.

4th year Hermione was sitting in an empty table, reading one of the thickest books in the library. The book she was currently reading was so big that if it was put in the floor to see how long it was, it would go up to Hermione's hips.

Ron and Harry had gone to Hagrid's to tell him everything that had happened. Hermione had decided to stay behind. She suddenly realized that someone had sat down across her. She put the heavy book down, making her wrist pop.

"Ow!" She said, feeling a sharp pain, she looked up and saw that older Ron sat there chuckling lightly.

"I always told you that reading so much could be bad for your health." His voice was deep and cool, almost hypnotizing. He said it with such ease.

"Yes, well…" She was about to say something witty when he interrupted her.

"Well nothing. Anyway, I was assigned to you, so…what do you want to know?" He said raising an eyebrow.

"What? 'Assigned' to me?" She asked confused. 7th year Ron sighed.

"You see, we can't necessarily tell our own selves what's going to happen. So Dumbledore assigned us one person each: Harry to Ginny, Ginny to Harry, Hermione to me, and me to you. Do you understand?"

"I think so…" Hermione said replaying what he had just told her.

"Good," he said straightening up a bit and looking at her expectedly "Well?"

"Well, what?" She asked, and then she suddenly remembered, "Oh! Um…Will I be a prefect?"

The older Ron grinned, "Yes, and if you want to know, you are Head Girl too."

Hermione squealed while clapping her hands, making Ron laugh a little.

"Ok, I'll tell you more tonight." He said standing up. "And by the way, be careful with that book," he said looking at book in front of her.

Hermione looked at the book, she looked up and 7th year Ron had already left. She noticed that all the girls were looking at him with curious eyes, some were even giggling.

All of a sudden, a third year who was looking at Ron didn't notice the table were Hermione was sitting at, and crashed right into it. The table moved, causing the book to move and almost fall on Hermione. She instinctively moved out of the way, she heard 4th year Harry and Ron running up to her.

"Are you alright" Harry asked, Ron looked at the book on the floor, and then looked up at Hermione, who was looking at him.

"What's the matter?" He asked taken aback by her gaze.

"Your older self just told me to look out for that book, and look what happened!" She said, not taking her eyes off of Ron.

"What?" Both boys asked her.

"7th year Ron just told me to look out for that book and it almost fell on me!"

The third year that had crashed into the table looked at Hermione, ashamed and embarrassed.

"I'm so sorry; I was just so taken by…" She said looking at Ron for a second and suddenly looked down at the floor. "I just wanted to say I was sorry."

"It's ok, at least no one got hurt." Hermione said, thinking that Ron was going to become a very handsome young man. Not that he isn't right now, she thought, smiling to herself.

The third year walked away blushing profusely that she looked like she had put on too much blush.

Hermione looked at Harry and Ron. Clearly, they didn't know what had just happened.

"Well, are you ready for tonight? Everyone is going to be taken by complete surprise," she said and turned to walk up the girls' dormitories, leaving them confused teenagers.

N/A: Please R/R!! I'm really not asking for much!

Thanks to my beta reader!