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Chapter 2
Harry, Hermione and Ron appeared in the middle of Hogsmeade. The streets were cleared and the air was muggy. Hermione had her eyes squeezed tight, and she slowly opened them, revealing the town. She gasped and took a deep breathe to calm herself down.
"Do you think it worked?" Ron asked them.
"There's only one way to find out. Let's go to Hogwarts," Hermione replied and Harry nodded. Harry removed the chain from around their necks and pocketed it. The three began their trot onwards to their school while squeezing onto their bags. They passed by both familiar and unfamiliar shops. Hermione knew that they had succeeded in traveling through time.
The gates to Hogwarts stood proud and tall, just like she remembered it from the end of fifth year. She sighed and looked to her friends. To Harry, he was home, no matter what time he was in, this is the place where he belongs.
"Now, how do we get in?" Ron asked.
"I have no idea," Harry stated plainly.
"Maybe we can use the device to get on the other side of the gate. Dumbledore said that it can bring us to other places," Hermione suggested.
"Why didn't he just tell us to do that instead of going to Hogsmeade?" Ron asked annoyed.
"Wouldn't it be rude if someone just randomly appeared in your home?" Hermione said.
"Point taken," Ron agreed.
"We may as well try what you said Hermione," Harry said while placing down his luggage and removing the device from his pocket. He wrapped it around himself and his friends and gripped on once again to his luggage. Then, they all thought of the other side of the gate. They appeared at the other side in a blink of an eye.
"Wicked," Ron commented and Harry and Hermione grinned.
"Hey, we may as well use this thing to bring ourselves in front of Dumbledore's office," Harry suggested.
"I suppose," Hermione agreed, and the trio used the device once again holding on to their suitcases and in a blink of an eye the disappeared and reappeared right in front on Albus Dumbledore's office.
"This thing is amazing!" Harry exclaimed as he removed it off their necks and began twiddling the chain in his fingers.
"It really is," Hermione agreed and she knocked on the door to Albus Dumbledore's office and stood back and waited. In mere seconds the door opened, and there stood a younger Albus Dumbledore.
He had auburn hair and a shorter beard. He still wore his half-moon spectacles, but his face had less wrinkles. He wore midnight blue robes and his bright blue eyes twinkled down at them. The trio could only gape at their younger professors.
"Are you three the time travelers?" He asked kindly.
"Y-yes sir," Hermione responded, for she was the only one who could say anything, "I am Hermione Granger, and they are Harry Potter and Ron Weasley."
"No, you are Hermione Wilson, Harry Evans and Ron Griffiths," he said smiling.
"Sorry sir, I forgot about our names changing," Hermione said, feeling foolish.
"Step into my office please, and you can leave your stuff outside the room," Dumbledore said, beckoning them inside. The three entered the office, and Dumbledore entered once again after them. One step in, it was completely recognizable. It was decorated just like the one in their time, but without all of the pictures of the past Headmasters and Headmistresses. Fawkes was even perched on his bird stand on the desk. Dumbledore walked towards his seat, and told them to sit in the chairs in front of his desk. They sat and waited for Dumbledore to start.
"You know your mission. I may as well tell you everything else that my other self did not," he started, "I have placed a memory charm on everyone in this school at the end of last year during the last feast, since myself told me to do so. In their minds you three have been attending Hogwarts since your first year as Gryffindors. Hermione, everyone, your peers and teachers know you as the brightest witch of her age, so I kept you the same accordingly in this time. You are also a prefect in this time, since, whom, with your grades would not receive that position." Dumbledore began searching through his desk drawers and pulled out a prefect badge and handed it to Hermione.
"Thank you sir," Hermione said grinning.
"Harry, your grades are also the same. I could not make it that you could play on the Quidditch team sadly, but you may as well try out this year," Albus continued.
"Yes sir," Harry said respectfully.
"Same for you Ron," Albus said right as Ron was about to open his mouth.
"Right sir," Ron said quickly.
"Sir, how will we know who people are?" Hermione asked.
"You won't, I can't lecture you on every student that walks these halls," he responded truthfully, "Although your teachers are Professor Dippet who is the Headmaster, Professor Slughorn for Potions, Professor Merrythought for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Ajax for Charms, Professor McCaw for Herbology, Professor Binns for History of Magic, which I assume you had since he is a ghost. Also Professor Demens for Divination, Professor Kettleburn for Care of Magical Creatures, Professor Sideralis for Astronomy, Professor Valeo for Arithmancy, Professor Spinster for Ancient Runes, and Professor Edevanne for Muggle Studies. Madam Reid is the matron in the Hospital Wing and Madam Pince is the Librarian. I, myself teach Transfiguration and am your Head of House."
The trio nodded their heads and waited for Dumbledore to continue.
"I hope you succeed in your mission. I always knew something was up with Tom Riddle. Keep a good eye from him, and prevent him from making those horcruxes, gathering his Death Eaters and becoming Voldemort. Please try, and avoid murder. He is innocent as of yet," Albus said with sympathetic eyes.
"Of course sir," Hermione said.
"The password to the Gryffindor Tower is Agapanthus, get yourself settled. Then you can go to the kitchens for your dinner which is-."
"We know where the kitchens are," Ron interrupted.
"Of course," Dumbledore said smiling, "Have a nice night, and I will see you tomorrow."
"Good night Professor," the trio said. They left the office, picked up their bags, and made their way to the common room.
The next morning the sun shined in Hermione's window of the girl's dorm. She stretched her arms and smiled at the morning sun. She changed into her Hogwarts robes and headed downstairs to the common room.
Harry and Ron were sitting on a couch in their own Hogwarts robes. The common room was exactly the same from when she remembered it. Apparently, over the years, nothing had changed. It had the same warm and happy feeling as it always had. The Gryffindor red blazed throughout the room and roared with the hot fire.
"Hey Harry, Ron, Hermione greeted as she entered the room.
"Hey Hermione," Ron said with a wave.
"Hey Hermione, it's great being back isn't it," Harry said joyfully.
"It is," Hermione agreed and she sat down right in between her boys, "So what do you want to do until the other students get here?"
"We may as well stay here until lunchtime, and we can go to the kitchens then," Ron suggested.
Hermione and Harry agreed, and they then decided to play a game of Wizard's chess. It was Harry and Hermione against Ron. Ron swept the board, and crushed them. Harry and Hermione were only able to capture few of Ron's pawns.
Later, they went for lunch, where the House-elves were happy to see Ron again. They avoided Hermione the best they could, for she kept talking to them about House-Elf Rights and S.P.E.W. While Ron on the other hand, wolfed down their delicious food. They were more than happy to serve him.
Soon it was time for the trio to go to the Great Hall for the Welcome Feast. They quietly entered the hall with the other sixth years; it was as though they rest of them did not notice their absence on the train. They settled with the other Gryffindors at the Gryffindor table, sitting right next to each other.
All of the teachers sat in their seats in the front of the room. Who they assumed as Professor Dippet wore black robes with yellow stars and a tall pointed hat, which hid his thin white hair. He had a small white beard and long white hair lying on his shoulders. He had muddy brown eyes which stared at the crowd.
The first years, being led by Albus Dumbledore, filed into the room looking scared and nervous. Hermione smiled sympathetically at them, remembering her sorting, and how nervous she was. The sorting hat was perched on its stool at the front of the hall. Dumbledore made the first years stop walking, and he went up and stood next to the sorting hat.
"Hello and welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" Professor Dippet greeted the crowd of students, "Now it is time for the sorting of our new students, who I hope will have happy years here at Hogwarts."
Dumbledore nodded to the sorting hat, which raised its top higher and he began to sing:
All here are welcome
In this magic place
Full of cheer and laughter
We hope you will embrace
The founders begin with Gryffindor
The bravest of them all
Full of brawn and might
He would take only the bravest
Then there is sweet Hufflepuff
The kindest of them all
She valued loyalty
And would always take the rest
Oh Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw
The brightest and the wisest
She valued brains more than brawns
And would teach the smartest
Lastly there is Slytherin
Cunning is what he is
He takes those with pureness
Which was much to all's appall
We hope you find a home here
Have fun and will be full of cheer
We promise you will find your place
Now come to me, I'll find it
The sorting hat finished its song and the whole room clapped when it did. Dumbledore grabbed it from its top and began announcing the names of the first years to come up and sort them.
Hermione stared at the Slytherin table, looking at person to person. She saw a boy who looked around her age with familiar platinum blonde hair, just like Draco Malfoy. She thought her eyes were tricking her, but she realized it must be Draco's grandfather.
She scoured the table for the person she wanted to see. Then at the far end of the Slytherin table, near Draco's grandfather, she saw him. He had dark black hair, pale skin, and a seemingly dark demeanor. He looked perfect to her, not a flaw in sight. He looked up at stared right back at her, and she shrunk in her seat and turned her eyes away. She swore she saw him smirking.
She tapped Harry on the shoulders, who was on her right, and whispered, "Is that him, at the far end of the Slytherin table with the dark black hair?"
Harry casually looked over, and whispered back, "Yes, exactly how he was in the Chamber."
Hermione nodded and paid a bit of attention to the sorting.
"Pomona Sprout," Dumbledore called out. A small girl with light brown hair approached the stool and sat down. The hat announced Hufflepuff, and she gaily skipped towards the cheering Hufflepuffs. Hermione smiled seeing her younger professor. She took this chance to take another peak at Tom Riddle. When she caught sight of him again, they caught stare.
Her eyes widened and she turned to Ron on her left, and whispered to him about Tom's presence. Ron scowled in Tom's direction.
"Now that the sorting ceremony is over, I have a few things to say," Dippet announced, "To all the first years, and a reminder to some of our older students, you are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest. As according to its name, it is forbidden. Our caretaker Mr. Pringle wants me to tell you to stop all the tomfoolery that some of you have been taking part in. That is all! Enjoy your meal."
The food appeared right before their eyes. Hermione could never get enough of the scent of the delicious house-elf made food. Even though she was for House-Elf Rights, she could not help but eat the food; it was too tempting and made her taste buds melt. She dug right in, taking roast beef, mashed potatoes and some vegetables.
Every now and then she would sneak peeks at Tom, and would see him wolfing down on his food. She figured then that Wool's Orphanage was not good to him. She smiled sadly at the sight, but then realized who she pitied, and slapped herself on the head, which earned many stares from her fellow Gryffindors. She laughed timidly and continued eating her food.
"Hermione, why did you just slap yourself?" Ron asked curiously.
"I- uh, well, nothing," she responded nervously and Ron shrugged it off, but Harry gave her a demeaning look.
The dinner finished up, and the dessert magically appeared. Hermione did not feel like eating anymore, and she told Harry and Ron that she would meet them again in the common room. She left the Great Hall quickly, while a certain Riddle was staring after her every step.
Thank you for reading! What did you guys think of my sorting hat song! I didn't want it to rhyme, so don't complain about that, you can complain about anything else!
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