DISCLAIMER: My name is not JK Rowling…enough said!

Chapter 4

Long dark hair that was thick, sleek and shining framed her face with the heavy lidded eyes. She was looking down at Hermione with that same arrogant, disdainful smile playing on her lips that Hermione came to associate with her. However this era was before Bellatrix Lestrange was sentenced to Azkaban, and she didn't look straggly as Hermione remembered in the future. No, here her beauty was very evident. Suddenly that smile, if you could call it that, was replaced with a sneer.

"Watch where you're going you little…" Bellatrix cut herself off before finishing and looked at Hermione closely. "You're the new girl" she said, with that smile hitching up on her face again. Despite the fact that Hermione knew Bella would bring life back to the person she originally took it from, in the end, she still felt that surging anger towards her for putting all of them through the pain of losing someone in the first place. Damn the time travel rules to hell and back, she thought, if it were up to her, Bellatrix would be withering in pain at the moment. But, putting her sadistic thoughts to one side, Hermione managed an extremely tight smile.

"My name is Bellatrix Black" she said holding out her hand. Hermione had a very strong urge to knock it back and curse her to the next century, but the age-old saying; 'keep your friends close and your enemy's closer' was flashing in her head. "It is a pity you got sorted into Gryffindor, many Slytherin's dream of attending Durmstrang" she said before flinging her hair over her shoulder and stalking off.

Hermione was…well…stunned. Whatever happened to the Gryffindor and Slytherin rivalry? That conversation, even if it was a one way thing and barely lasting a few seconds, had left Hermione speechless. Getting her senses back she continued walking down the corridor still pondering what Bella had said. 'It was quite disturbing' was the last thought that penetrated her mind before she was saying the password 'Acid Pops' to go up to the Headmasters office.

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Well at least her timetable was a normalcy in this upside down era, Hermione thought coming out of the Headmaster's office a while later, with all the equipment she needed to get on with lessons. And now it was time for her favourite subject…Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts. Knocking on the door and entering, however, abruptly ended her "normalcy" thoughts, because there, with the Gryffindor's, sat the Slytherin's.

"Are you in the right class Miss?" came a voice from down the front. Great, she probably looked like she'd been petrified again. Snapping herself out of the horror of sharing her best class with Slytherin, she smiled widely at the teacher up front.

"Yup! In the right class, I think." she said, seeming to put the teachers worry behind him.

"Ah, you must be Hermione Miriel" he seemed to recognise her "I'm Professor Calafalas, we are working in partners of my choice for the time being. Now it says here that you are quite accomplished in this subject." He paused and looked at some papers in front of him, eyes widening and eyebrows shooting off into the hairline before speaking again. "I think with the marks displayed here, we will give you a bit of a challenge…" what marks? Hermione thought, she's form the damn future, she's not even supposed to be born yet, probably Dumbledore she thought tuning in the professor again "…how about, ah yes…a little switch, Mr Malfoy shall be your partner. And Severus, your partner will be Summer in that case." There were many groans and hisses form the two houses.

Summer looked as if Christmas had come early. After glancing at a glaring Snape, she turned in her seat, and sent an excited grin at Sirius and James, who seemed to know what she was thinking as they simultaneously mouthed "lucky" as she got up and practically skipped over to Snape. Hermione would have thought it good fun to see what Summer did, if she still wasn't rooted to the floor in the doorway in worse shock than when she had first stepped in. Why did the God's hate her so much, Malfoy, of all people to be paired up with, it had to be Ferret Senior.

"Well Miss Miriel, if you'll sit yourself down next to Mr Malfoy, we can begin the lesson" said the professor cheerily. Hermione looked over at Malfoy who was looking her up and down and…smirked. What a surprise, she thought. The Marauder's and the girls all shot Hermione sympathetic looks as she glanced at them, making her way to sit down.

Looking around she realised that just about everyone was paired off with the opposite house. This teacher must be really dense; she couldn't help thinking in dismay. Sitting down she was immediately ambushed by Malfoy's smirking face. If only she could scratch it off.

"Pity you weren't sorted into Slytherin" he said suddenly, snapping Hermione out of her malicious musing. What was with the Slytherin's and their pity? She didn't regret being sorted into Gryffindor! "So what was it like attending at Durm…"

"Lucius, as debonair as you may see yourself, this is DADA, so please refrain from any more of your shameless flirting in my classroom." Professor Calafalas cut him off, causing all the Gryffindor's to burst out laughing. Hermione couldn't hold her sniggering in as she watched Malfoy flush. Hearing her he turned around, with his eyes flashing dangerously. But she didn't care. She had fought Lucius Malfoy as a Death Eater with years of experience. A 17-year-old Lucius Malfoy wasn't about to jog her fear into action any time soon.

"Now class, we are going to start lessons on advanced defensive spells. This is the reason why I have you in partners. Today, we will be researching the different forms of defensive spells, the usage against curses and hexes, along with their effectiveness. The theory is to be done individually. Take out your textbooks and turn to page 50."

The whole class was silent as they took notes, with only the sound of scratching quills. But after a few minutes several things seemed to happen at once. Malfoy passed over a note… 'Nobody laughs at a Malfoy' scrawled onto it. Hermione looked at him with a raised eyebrow before beginning to write her own response. But before she finished a strangled yell sounded two tables in front, shortly followed by a bang.

True Hermione had seen chaos in classes before that usually ended with one of the houses in fits of laughter, and no she never really approved of them, taking it upon herself to break it up instead. But when she saw Snape, her future professor, fly off his chair and crash into the wall, she just couldn't help herself. Like every other Gryffindor she was doubled over laughing and in tears. The Professor had to restrain Snape as he tried to lunge at Summer, who in turn was trying and failing to gain composure from the floor.

"Detention Miss Delawny!" Roared the professor who was looking very red in the face.

"But professor" Summer whined "I was only practising a defensive spell, I didn't know it would back…"

"Just like you didn't know that when deflecting a stunning spell with a disarming spell causes an explosion?!" The professor kept yelling.

"I still say Narcissa sent the stunning spell after I tried to disarm her, besides the bump on her head wasn't that bad." The Gryffindor's burst into new fits of laughter at Summer's words, while the Slytherin's looked ready kill.

"That is NOT the point Summer!" the professor's blood pressure looked ready to hit the roof in Hermione's opinion, as she watched in amusement, it seemed the house rivalry wasn't at all dead in this era. Quite the opposite actually. "You were SUPPOSED to use a deflecting spell! And speaking of spells this was a THEORY lesson. Detention and 20 points from Gryffindor Miss Delawny!"

"Aw, professor" came Sirius' voice from the other side of the room "Snivellus was probably trying to hit on Summer, Lord only knows that's the closest he'll ever get to a girl. In that case I don't blame her actions, it was self-defence" he finished smirking as Gryffindor's continued their laughter. Some of the Slytherin's even seemed to be hiding smirks behind their hands, however some were taking their wands out.

"In that case Mr. Black" the professor bit out in clipped and forced calm tones "you may join Miss Delawny in detention. Now everyone get back to work, before ALL of you get a detention.

The class was thankful when the bell rang to signal the end of class, the professor was in a towering temper after the incident, and as retaliation, set enough homework due next week to last them till Easter.

Hermione's day turned out to be just as much fun as her days at Hogwarts in her own time. After DADA she had Care of Magical Creatures with Professor Kettleburn, who's limb count already seemed on the decline with two fingers missing. The lesson went smoothly, unless you counted James and Sirius "accidentally" setting a whole crate of Jarvey's loose, which escaped into the forest. And after lunch they had potions with Professor Linwelin in the dungeons. She was a thin frail looking witch with dark brown hair and eyes, and looked as pale as death. Though thankfully she was nothing at all like Snape, which was a small relief as Snape was sitting on the other side of the room slouched over his potion.

Much to Hermione's chagrin potions was with the Slytherin's, but nobody dared do anything in this class. Although Professor Linwelin was not Snape, she still had an aura about her that commanded respect. Hermione was thankfully partnered up with Summer. While making their potion they were able to talk a bit, which Hermione found she didn't have to do much of, as Summer seemed to be one of those people that would never allow an awkward silent moment to arise.

While Hermione was packing away all of her belongings at the end of class, a small piece of paper flew out from one of the books. 'Nobody laughs at a Malfoy' she read the note from DADA. Scrawling a quick answer underneath the original message, she folded it over. As she was exiting the classroom to get to the Great Hall for dinner, she walked by Malfoy's table, she caught his eye, and dropped the little paper in front of him. He looked as though he was about to read it, but was interrupted by his friends or followers and pocketed it instead.

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During dinner Hermione met many other Gryffindor's, and the Marauders indulged them all with tales of their pranks. Lily, Aranel, and Summer updated her on the latest gossip that's been circling around. In a few words, Hermione loved her first day at Hogwarts in 1975. She couldn't help but look around and wonder that a lot of the people sitting here, probably have kids that Hermione knew to have done the same thing.

In her perusal of the Great Hall, movement caught her eye from across the Hall. Lucius Malfoy had stood up, obviously leaving. She saw most of the girls in Slytherin shoot him longing looks, even from the other side of the Hall. Shaking her head in disbelief at their un-flattering flirting. One girl actually seemed to throw herself onto his arm, which he shook off. Hermione did admit he did look good, no point in denying it, he just seemed to ooze elegance, style and charisma, but he was an evil prat, to put it nicely.

A pretty blonde girl stood up, she seemed to have at least some dignity, walking over to Malfoy, he held out his arm and she looped hers through. All the girls at their table shot her looks of pure jealous rage. Hermione recognised her immediately, Narcissa Malfoy…no Black still. Narcissa turned to say something to her sister Bellatrix, in the mean time Malfoy took something out of his pocket. Hermione saw him study whatever it is for a few seconds. Then he looked up, no longer looking arrogant, but dangerous as his cold eyes found Hermione's.

She knew exactly what it was now. Looking back at him and smirking. She saw him look at the note she gave back to him, no doubt reading…

'Nobody laughs at a Malfoy'

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'Well somebody just did'

A/N: Another chapter done…finally managed to get through the first official day…sorry there doesn't seem to be any HG/SB action happening at the moment. DON'T FRET! It will happen, its just these things take time.

I mentioned "Jarvey's" in this Chapter, I read a Fic not long ago, and the author said their in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" if so they don't belong to me… scratch that…either way they don't belong to me.

To my reviewers:

A fan: He remembers her from the past =D

Tinkerbell-06: Your guesses were almost spot on, I was gonna make her bump into both, but even as I was writing I thought it too predictable.

PrincessBubbles: I hope you mean that in a good way ;)

To all my reviewers a BIG THANKYOU!

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