Disclaimer: No, I don't own HP, but I wouldn't mind owning Draco, Oliver, Ron, Fred and George, etc. you get the point. lol. Though I do own Holly (the character), Elizabeth (the character, well I guess you could say I own myself but that's just weird), the old woman, Edith and any other character you don't know.

Chapter 3: Welcome to Salem.

Where am I, Hermione thought when she woke up. The room was small and simple with only the bed she was lying in and an old wooden drawer. I remember making the potion with Malfoy. Malfoy and I were arguing and he said something. Oh my god, I dropped the thyme root in before the dragon egg. What have I done? She thought as she placed her head in her hands.

Snape never said what would happen if we did something wrong, so what happened? Am I dead? No. Am I dreaming? She pinched herself to check. Ow, no definitely not dreaming. Okay, if I'm still alive, then where am I?

She was just about to get out of bed when a girl about her age came in.

"Oh thank the Lord, Emily you're alive. We thought we were going to lose you." The woman said hysterically.

"Who's Emily?" Hermione asked.

"The doctor said you might not remember some things. You're Emily. Emily Moore."

"Where am I? What year is it? What happened?"

"Salem, Massachusetts of course. In the New World, 1692. You were kicked by a cow when you were trying to milk it."

Merlin, I went back in time! To America. How am I going to get back? No time to think about that now. I'll just have to go along with this for the time being. "Of course I knew that I was just making sure," Hermione said.

The woman looked at her suspiciously but let it go. "Oh, okay, well if you're up to it you can come out for dinner. If you're not I can just bring it in here."

'I think I'll stay in bed for a while till I get my strength back."

"That's fine, I'll be back in a bit with your dinner," said the woman as she walked out of the room.

"Thank you," Hermione said to the woman but she had already left the room.

Hermione got out of bed and went to look in the drawer, but when she got up her legs almost gave out, so she balanced herself with the headboard. Whoa, didn't think I'd be that weak.

Next to the drawer was a mirror. When Hermione looked in it she realized that she still the same but was wearing different clothing. She had on a simple brown nightgown with two large pockets in the front. She placed her hands in the pockets out of nervous habit. When she put her hand in the right pocket she found something she didn't expect to still have.

Her wand!

She pulled it out of her pocket to inspect it and make sure it was real.

"I guess there's only one way to find out," she whispered. "Accio Brush," the brush that was on her night stand immediately flew into her hand.

"That answers that question," she chuckled placing her wand in her pocket and heading back to her bed.

A few moments later the woman returned with Hermione's dinner.

"Try and eat as much as you can. You need to gain back your strength before the wedding," the woman said.

"Wedding?" Hermione said incredulously.

"The wedding of two of the townspeople, everyone is expected to attend."

"When is it?"

"In two days."

"I should have my strength back by then."

The woman nodded and was about to leave when Hermione stopped her.

"Excuse me, I haven't entirely gotten my memory back and I can't remember who you are."

"I'm so sorry; I didn't even think to tell you who I was. I'm Holly, your maid."

"Oh thank you," Hermione said quietly thinking of S.P.E.W. and how much she was against Elf slavery and now she had some woman serving her. She didn't like that idea but she had to go along with everything if she wanted to figure out a way to get home.

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What the hell did Granger do? Was the first thing Draco Malfoy thought when he awoke.

"Wonderful, you're awake, Mr. Price." said the young woman sitting in the corner of the room.

"What happened to me?" he asked confused.

"You fell off the roof when you were trying to fix it. It's a miracle that you're alive," the blond said.

"What's your name?" Malfoy asked.

"Elizabeth, I'm your maid."

"Yes, right."

He asked all the same questions as Hermione did but he was made to come to dinner since he was a man and was expected to be there.

The house was not too big, but he assumed it was large for the time it was in.

"Richard, darling come sit down. We don't need you hurting yourself again before the wedding," said a woman he assumed was his 'mother'.

"Wedding?" Malfoy questioned.

"Yes the wedding that the whole town is going to in two days."

Then maybe I can find out how to get out of here, he thought.

"We will be attending with the Moore's. You will escort Ms. Emily, I know you don't get along with her but she can't go without a date. How would that look?"

"I understand," he said solemnly acting his part like he really was upset but in reality he didn't care since he didn't know this girl.

"We'll have you try on your suit tomorrow, so if we have to, we can tailor it. Elizabeth, I think we're ready for our food now."

"Yes, Ma'am," the young maid said.

Once the food came there wasn't much talking. Not the most talkative bunch now are they? Malfoy thought. Not that I'm not used to it. At home there isn't much talking unless Lucius talked to me about 'how much the Dark Lord was looking forward to me becoming a Death Eater.' Yeah right, he just likes the thought of having yet another mindless follower.

"May I go out for a walk? I believe it would be good for me to get some fresh air."

'Yes you may but be careful you never know who may be a witch and want to curse you!" said his 'mother'.

At this Malfoy looked at her with a look of sheer confusion. I must be in the time of the Witch Trials. I am in Salem after all. "What year is it?" He asked.

"Why, it's 1692, of course."

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Malfoy finally got away from his 'mother's ranting about all the 'evil witches' that were lurking about, to go take a walk.

He walked around all of Salem to check out the surrounding, that he was going to have to spend a good amount of time in.

The town was just what he expected, simple, mainly wood houses, dirt roads and not the cleanest place in the world. Lovely, not only am I stuck in a muggle town but also in a time that burns people they think have any thing to do with magic, and without modern convenience, he grimaced at the thought

There were plenty of people milling around but none of them looked as if they would be of any assistance to help him get back.

He was nearing the edge of town when an old woman came up to him. She was slightly hunched over. Her clothes were extremely worn and she had obviously been working outside her whole life, since her skin looked like leather.

"Great peril awaits you! Your life and another's will be in jeopardy but then you'll be saved by something not known to this world. Be wary of people you think you are able to trust," the old woman howled.

Dazed by the odd old woman, Malfoy said, "Um… thank you?" as he looked at her as if she was insane. He turned back towards town and quickened his pace.

Psychotic old woman, he thought as he looked back to where he had just been standing with the woman to find that she was no longer there. He stopped in his tracks. What the hell? There is no way that that old woman could have walked away that fast, he thought as he rubbed his temples with his thumb and forefinger and continued on his way home.

"Mr. Price, Mr. Price," called a woman as she ran to catch up to him.

Not again, he thought thinking of the bizarre encounter with the old woman.

"Yes?" Malfoy said as he turned to face the woman.

"It's so wonderful to see that you're up and walking about. The whole town thought it was cursed with you and Emily both being knocked unconscious on the same day and everything," said the woman giving him a big hug.

Malfoy looked at the woman confused, "Sorry if this seems rude, but who are you?"

"Forgive me; I'm Emily's mother, Edith. I forgot that you would have a hard time remembering people. Emily's having that problem too," she said. "Then maybe you two will get along," she muttered as if she didn't want him to hear, but he did.

"It's nice to see you, but I really should be getting back home, I've already listened to my mothers worrying about me going out so I don't want to do that again," Malfoy said jokingly. "I'll see you at the wedding."

When Malfoy got home it was like the Spanish Inquisition.

"Are you alright? You didn't talk to anyone?" His mother asked frantically.

"I'm fine; you don't have to worry about me so much. I can take care of myself. Mrs. Moore stopped to see how I was. She's the only person I talked to," he said purposely not mentioning the old woman since he figured that would only set her off on him again.

"Oh good," her breathing started to return back to normal. "Did she say how Emily was doing?"

"She said that she was having trouble remembering people."

"At least she's alive, that's the important thing."

"True, I'm tired so I think I'm going to retire to bed."

"I'll send Elizabeth in with your medicine in a bit."

He nodded and went into his room to think some things over before he had to take his medicine.

There has to be a way out of here, he thought, pacing around his room. I don't think I can stand being stuck with muggles for very long. I know! I can apparate to Hogwarts and see if the headmaster during this time can send me back to my time! He concentrated on Hogsmede station but nothing happened.

"Crap I'm going to be stuck here for who knows how long. Forever for all I know," he muttered punching the air. "If only I had my wand!" He exclaimed, heading to bed.

When he lifted the blanket to get into bed Malfoy saw something he thought he'd never see again.

His wand!

He quickly grabbed the thin piece of wood and stuffed it in his pocket, just as Elizabeth walked into the room.

"Time for your medicine," she said.

"Okay but before I take it can I ask you a few questions?"

"Of course you can. I understand you probably still have a lot of questions so ask away. But only one at a time," she said with a smile.

"What are my parent's names?"

"John and Tabitha"

He nodded thinking of what else he wanted to know.

"What's with all this witch talk?"

"I...I'…mm…sssoorry... I can't answer that," she said with a look of horror on her face. "I think it's time for you to take your medicine," she handed him a cup with a strange orange liquid.

That was utterly useless, he thought as he took the cup. "What is the poti…I mean medicine for?" he said almost slipping up.

"To ease your pain and allow you to sleep better," she said.

He drank the medicine in one gulp knowing that it probably tasted horrible. He was right it was absolutely horrid.

"Yuck what's in this?" he said holding the cup away from him.

"A mixture of herbs." she said brushing him off, "you need to be getting to sleep now, you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow," said the young maid as she got up to leave.

After Elizabeth left, Malfoy took his wand out from under the sheet to examine it and make sure it was real.

"Lumos," he whispered under the cover. The tip of the wand lit up.

Thank god, he thought. He made sure to keep his wand next to him while he slept. I don't really think it would be the best idea to get myself burned at the stake, so I have to keep this hidden.

If only he knew what was in store.

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