Al looked at the girl, who had moved on to thinking just how like his father he looked, for a moment before his green eyes widened in recognition.

"Aunt Hermione?" he said loudly, before being shushed by his relatives who all started glancing around nervously as if expecting a death eater to jump out at them brandishing his wand to kill them all.

"It's this whole time travel thing," Lily said softly, leaning closer to her brother who was standing there, looking at Hermione, brow furrowed, hand picking absentmindedly at a loose thread at the cuff of his sleeve.

"Apparently Al hasn't been paying attention in class either," Roxie commented grinning, "else you would have noticed Hermione sooner." Al opened his mouth to respond to his cousin when suddenly Hermione's eyes widened at what Al had said a moment before. It may have taken her a minute, but in her defense she was still shocked by Harry's son being in Slytherin and by how much he looked like Harry, Hermione defended herself in her mind.

"Wait!" Hermione said, five faces turning towards her. "Aunt?"

"Yea, like we call Neville uncle, outside of school at least," Roxie quickly said, eyes not quite meeting Hermione's. Hermione did not register this, frowning at the thought of being a family friend. Probably because of Harry and Ginny she told herself. She probably avoided Ron and Lavender. Hermione frowned, she wondered if she was just some workaholic single friend, before reminding herself that a woman did not have to be married to be worth something and that being a workaholic meant she probably was successful.

"So you know me? I mean the me from this time period?" Hermione pressed, pushing her thoughts to the back of her mind, looking around at the five teenagers wincing a little at the awkwardness of her sentence. Lily and Roxie looked at each other uncomfortably, Fred stuck his hands in his pockets and let his eyes roam to the other side of the room as if pretending the question was never asked, Al was still staring at Hermione, green eyes wide, and James just smiled at her. Hermione recognized James' relationship to Ginny through that familiar smile.

"Oh hey Hugo," James said his eyes shifting behind Hermione, clearly relieved at being able to change the subject somewhat. She turned to see the familiar looking boy, looking at the group shifting from foot to foot not quite meeting anyone's eyes. Hermione's eyes widened as she now noticed the blue on the boy's uniform. Ron's son was a Ravenclaw? The bitter thought crossed Hermione's mind that someone would have to be smart in a family with Won-won and Lav-lav as parents.

"Oh hey, er Hermione," Hugo said softly smiling at the girl. A smile which was an exact replica of his father's. Hermione felt her breath catch in her throat. Hugo looked away uncomfortable.

"So I'm going back to my food," James announced promptly turning away and going to sit back down at the table before being asked any more awkward questions by his time traveling aunt, who didn't even know she was his aunt. He would much rather be laughing about other things with his friends then deal with this serious topic. Lily rolled her eyes muttering how just like James that was, thinking of his stomach. Fred followed his cousin flashing a smile at Hermione clearly relieved to have an excuse to leave.

"See you Hermione," Al said going back to the green and silver table still trying to sort out what was going on wondering if all of this with his time traveling aunt was why Rose had been hard to find today. He paused halfway back and turned to see Hermione going with Lily and Roxie to the Gryffindor table halfway down from where James and Fred had returned to and were now cramming food in. Al frowned biting his lip; letting himself scan the table he didn't see Rose at all. He wondered if Hermione had met Rose yet. He shrugged and sat down again, he'd worry about his missing cousin later.

A figure detached himself from the corner the family meeting had occurred in. The Hermione Granger had time traveled to this time period. Of course he had known that as soon as the professors had introduced her in class. She was a famous war hero and this was a school of magic. Did they really think no one would put two and two together? The young man sighed rolling his eyes. The sad truth of it was few students really cared about the war that had happened only a couple of decades ago and most wouldn't put it together. Idiots. Of course a lot of the history books referred to her as Hermione Weasley. A bit sexist really the young man thought. It would make more sense to refer to her with the surname she had at the time of the war, but apparently the writers did not care. He made his way over to the table sitting a few spots down from Hugo Weasley who kept glancing at the Gryffindor table.

"So what do you want to do now?" Roxie asked Hermione brightly after they finished eating some pie.

"Well I was planning on going to the library," Hermione started to say before being cut off by Lily.

"The library? Why?" Lily asked looking revolted at the thought.

"I was hoping to research a way to get back to my time, plus do my homework," Hermione answered looking a bit put off that someone would not want to go to the library. Roxie looked at Lily as they both rolled their eyes.

"Ok, first off, the ministry is working on a way to get you back to your time, second, why do homework when you're probably going to go back to your time in a few days anyways," Roxie pointed out, "I mean are the professors going to track down you in this time period and fail you?". Hermione opened her mouth to respond to this, and then closed it as she looked from one girl to the other. They did have a point… and if they knew her as Aunt Hermione she must have gotten back to her time period to be present in this one as a close family friend. She grinned at the thought of the looks on Ron and Harry's faces if they ever found out she was agreeing to not doing her homework. Besides back in her time she did both her homework, most of the boys' homework and helped Harry fight Voldemort, didn't she deserve to be able to relax for a bit?

"So what do you want to do," Hermione asked the two girls grinning. They looked at each other, communicating silently with each other then turned to her grinning even wider.

Hermione followed the two girls, all dressed in black later that night. She couldn't decide if this prank the two girls had spent the evening planning was immature or dare she say funny? The trio reached the entrance to the Ravenclaw dorm and turned to let Hermione answer the question the door knocker asked. She replied almost without a thought and then the three girls entered. Hermione stopped to let her gaze fall on the beautiful common room. She turned to look at the fire that had just about burned itself out before letting her brown eyes wander over the plump blue chairs and the dark wooden study desks set near the windows that she knew overlooked the grounds of Hogwarts and that was currently letting the moonlight stream into the empty room.

"Hermione," Lily turned and hissed at the girl who was looking dazed at the beauty of the room. The room was really beautiful; Hermione thought with a slight twinge that she hadn't been placed in Ravenclaw. The girls proceeded up the stairs silently as possible.

"You know I feel like the black ski masks are a bit much," Roxie's muffled voice said.