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Chapter Four
A Fight For and Against Her
/Recap/
Then something in his mind snapped, he returned her stare straight in the eye, the eyes he knew from twenty years in the future, but somehow those eyes were the only thing he could remember. "Hermione?"
/End Recap/
"Yes." Hermione replied simply.
"No wait. You're name is Hermione? Hermione Granger?"
"Yes, we already went through this."
"This can't be." He said while looking her straight in the eye. "Well obviously it can, you're sitting right here after all! But how... and why? I need to speak to Dumbledore!" He stood up and began to walk at a fast pace as if he were scared of Hermione, but before he reached the infirmary doors, she stopped him.
"Wait! Come Back! Please." He slowly turned around and stood there looking at her as if expecting an explanation. "Please just come here." He slowly walked her way and soon enough he was at the foot of her bed again, "well sit down, I don't bite!" he did as he was told and sat down in the chair he had occupied only moments ago. "Now, would you care to explain to me what is going on?"
"That's just it, I don't have the foggiest!"
"Well that's a surprise," she said sarcastically.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked harshly.
It was then that Hermione realized that Sirius had yet to find out about her being from the future. "Um... well I just thought it to be a typical bloke thing to say," she lied," you were the one to get all fussy and then when I asked you what the matter was, you have no idea. Hence the note of sarcasm." 'Few. Nice save Granger," she thought.
'Maybe it's not her. I mean she would recognize you if it was. Don't you think she would have said something.' Sirius's conscience said.
'No, it has to be her! I know it is, I would remember those eyes anywhere!'
'So let me get this straight you remember her name and her eyes, but no other details? Well I think I'm with her when I say what a surprise. How often do you remember a girls name... let alone her eyes?'
'Shut up.'
'It's the truth.'
'Yeah I know it's the truth, but right now I have no time for the truth. I have to find out why she's here!'
'What do you mean why she's here? She is obviously hurt, that is generally why people come to the hospital wing.'
'No, I mean why she's in the year 1978. You heard her before, they were talking about it. She has to be the same girl. It's too bad I can't get anything else out of this mind of mine... ugh it's so frustrating... how do I know her?'
'Well, look on the bright side... it's more than you've ever known before.'
'Once again, just shut up.'
'Well I think she's waiting for you to say something.'
'What makes you say that?' Sirius asked his mind.
'Well, she's looking at you with a funny face.'
'Oh bollocks!' he looked back at her with a questioning face, and then she thought maybe it was time for somebodyto speak.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah fine. What made you ask that?" He asked back.
"Well you kind of just zoned out. You were looked at my ed as if you were counting the threads and then you looked at me with a very odd face, so I think I have reason to question."
"Right, well I was just trying to figure out where I know you from."
This statement from Sirius let sparks go in Hermione's head. Did he know who she was? Could it be possible that the Sirius Black that fell through the veil two years ago (her time) was the same Sirius Black sitting in front of her now? Well it would make sense, the veil took her back in time, why couldn't it do the same to Sirius? But why did they both go to the same time period? Sirius had reason to be back in a past time period that he knew, but then why didn't Hermione go back to a time period she knew? She knew nothing about 1978. But maybe it wasn't him, after all he only said that he recognized her, that could mean anything in the eyes of Sirius Black, after all he had been around town more than a few times.
'There is only one way to find out.' Hermione thought. "Sirius... are you... do you... wow this is odd, but do you know what the veil is?" She closed her eyes not knowing what she was hoping for him to say; yes or no. When she didn't hear him say anything she opened one eye, only so that she would open the other one, for he was looking at her with an exceptionally shocked face, and two very wide eyes. She swallowed hard and said, "I'll take that as a yes."
"How did you... it is you isn't it?"
'Now is your chance Hermione.' Swallowing hard again, she said, "If by that you mean the Hermione Granger from the year 1998 then yes, it is me." She watched as his eyes grew even bigger.
'Well, there's your answer moron.'
Sirius ignored his conscience and began to speak, "So you're –
"Yup."
"And I'm –
"I think so."
"Then how –
"I have no idea." Hermione said, "look all I know is that last time I was awak, well before I passed out again here, I was in the year 1998 working on your case and trying desperately to become an unspeakable!" She looked on the verge of tears. "I hadn't been going at it for one day before I got sucked into this hell hole!"
"My case?"
"Yea, of when you fell through the veil."
"Well at least you're not dead. That is the first thing I thought when I woke up here two years ago." 'Wow where did that come from... I didn't know that.' Hermione snorted when he said this, "and why is that so funny? I see nothing funny at the fact of me being dead!"
"Oh stop your moping, I was merely reminiscing the fact that two minutes ago I asked myself if I was dead too."
"Oh... well... nope... not dead... just younger."
Then it hit Hermione again. Why had he become younger? As far as Hermione knew the Sirius Black was about seventeen years old. After doing the math of his current age (seventeen), plus twenty (for going back in time), minus two (for when he fell through the veil), she concluded that he was thirty-five when he fell through the veil and would now be thirty-seven, exactly twenty years older than herself. Why had he lost twenty years when she stayed seventeen?
'Maybe because there is no such thing as being negative three,' her conscience pointed out.
"I'm not younger," Hermione whispered.
"What?"
"I said, I'm not younger."
"What do you mean?" He asked confused.
"I mean all you went back in time, I just happened to land here. I'm not any younger than I was yesterday in fact I'm older. I don't know why yet, but you became younger, and I didn't."
"Oh," was all he could muster up and say.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked, and he nodded. "How is it you know who I am, but you don't know anything else?"
"What?"
"I mean you knew me, but I've had to explain everything else. Why is that?"
"His memory has no recollection of anything because that is the way it works."
Hermione look up and Sirius turned around to find the Headmaster standing there.
"Headmaster!" Hermione yelled out in shock.
Sirius thinking it was some stranger turned back into his seat and with a relieved voice said, "Oh hello Fumbly, I mean hello Headmaster Dumbledore." This caused Hermione to let out a small giggle, as well as a chuckle from the Headmaster himself. Sirius then realized what Dumbledore had just said, and he quickly turned around again. "Wait! What did you just say?"
"You have no memory of it because the veil works in a way that nobody can understand. However if I am correct, Ms. Granger here is attempting the impossible, and that is how she wound up here." Hermione nodded affirmatively.
"That's it! Yes, now I remember! You told me I was stuck here!" Then he turned back to Hermione. "I fell through the veil while fighting that bitch of a cousin. It's all coming back now. I remember my mind going to jelly after talking to Fumbly here, and then I went about life as I would have any other day at Hogwarts. I thought I was gone when I fell through that dark pit, but then I woke up here, in the same situation as you Hermione, only I was twenty years younger." Then he turned back to Dumbledore. "How come I remember all of a sudden? How come I knew who Hermione was as soon as I heard her name? All I knew was that I knew her, but now I remember everything!"
"Do you?" The Headmaster asked.
"Yes! I know she was born September 19, 1979. She is a Gryffindor, 7th year, and I'm sure she made Head Girl, as I know she a 5th year prefect and most likely a 6th year prefect as well. She has wanted to be an unspeakable since her 5th year, she has this uncontrollable hair that has tamed since last time I saw her, from what I heard she a patronus resembling an otter, she is one of the smartest witches I know, she has a fear of heights and flying, she is founder of S.P.E.W., she has a cat named Crookshanks, her parents are muggles, they are dentists, whatever that means, her wand is made of vine wood, and has a dragon heartstring core, she used a time turner in her third year, the year she saved me from the dementor's kiss along with Harry, she is fond of freshly mown grass, and new parchment, she is bossy, and stubborn, and has these golden-honey coloured eyes that everyone mistakes for brown! So don't question the fact that I remember Hermione."
Hermione sat there in shock. How the hell did he know all of that? She didn't even know he knew her birthday, let alone her patronus shape, her amortentia scents, and what her wand was made of... she could barely remember that.
"Well I don't doubt that you don't know her Mr. Black, I was simply asking. As to why you remembered her all of a sudden, I'm sorry, but I seem to lack the answer."
"Headmaster?" Hermione said gaining the old man's attention. "Will I lose my memory too?"
"I'm sorry Ms. Granger, but there really is no knowing. As I said before, the veil works in a mysterious way. It has a mind of its own, nobody knows what to expect from it. One can only hope that you won't share Mr. Black's misfortune."
"I see," Hermione said in disappointment.
"Headmaster, I have a question if you don't mind," Sirius said turning in his seat to face Dumbledore.
"By all means Mr. Black."
"Well now that I remember all of this, and yes I do remember it all, will I lose my memory again?"
"Well my boy, statistics show that if a memory is lost and then regained again, it is by cause of something miraculous. Usually a connection between two loved ones. My guess is this is you and Hermione." Hermione and Sirius glanced up and away from each other and almost instantly blushed. Dumbledore saw this and realized he had made the wrong assumption of the two in the future, 'after all he would have been twenty years older than her,' he thought.
'No reason to keep love locked away,' his conscience answered.
"Or in this case it could have been a strong friendship. I believe Sirius just said that you saved him from the dementor's in your third year with a boy named Harry."
Hermione nodded and said, "yes, Harry is Sirius' godson." She thought about telling the Headmaster that Harry was also Lily and James Potter's son, but decided to wait until she had actually met them until she started telling people about their short lives.
Unfortunately for her that plan would not follow through due to Sirius' lack of subtlety. "Actually, he's also the son of –
"James Potter and Lily Evans?" Dumbledore asked. Hermione and Sirius' eyes went extremely wide with shock. "How could I have guessed? I knew Ms. Evens would cave to Mr. Potter's charm. I didn't know it would take so long, but alas I am happy and the rest of the staff will be too. Do you remember when Ms. Evans finally gave in Mr. Black?" The old man was acting like a seventh year girl, and quite frankly it was scaring the two students in front of him, however Sirius soon forgot about the old coot, and grew sad remembering Lily and James' murder would occur in the next two years. Although, he soon perked up realizing that this could be his chance to save them.
"Well Headmaster, I believe she finally said yes this year around November if I'm not mistaken, they got married this summer, but –" He looked down to keep from crying.
Hermione then realized what Sirius was about to tell the Headmaster. She had to stop him. "But they didn't have Harry until June of the next year," Hermione finished. Sirius shot his head to look at her, but Hermione shot him back with the 'not now' look.
"Well that is all just splendid! I must got and tell Minerva and the rest, they will be delighted, and don't worry you're secrets are safe with me!"
Sirius shot Hermione one more death glare before standing up to chase after the Headmaster. When he turned around, good old Fumbly was gone. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? WHY DID YOU CUT ME OFF LIKE THAT? I WAS ABOUT TO TELL HIM WHAT HAPPENED TO LILY AND JAMES! NOW HE THINKS IT'S ONE BIG HAPPY ENDING!"
"Sirius! We can't tell him! We can't tell anyone! History can not change! It is their destiny! I'm sorry but it had to be done."
"THEY ARE MY BEST FRIENDS!"
"AND HARRY IS MY BEST FRIEND! DO YOU THINK I WANTED HIM TO BE AN ORPHAN?"
"Try explaining that to him when his parents are dead and you did nothing to help it. You know what you little know it all, you are selfish, you want Harry all to yourself. You're nothing but a cold hearted BITCH!"
Hermione had tears in her eyes, but was using all she had to keep them from falling. "Get out."
"What?"
"I said, GET OUT!"
"Fine, I'll save Harry's parents by myself. Feel better mudblood," and with that he stalked out of the infirmary doors, leaving Hermione balling her eyes out in tears.
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