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1998 Present

Two Hours Later

Jasper's Prospective

After I finished telling her about before my change, I brought the locket from my pocket, and held it out to her, "You look just like, My-Own."

She held the locket in her palms, and stared at the picture for a while, different emotions going through her, "I know this sounds strange, but this locket feels familiar."

"You mentioned that you were adopted, but I find it strange that your maiden name, was the name of the family friends we had before I was turned. There last name was Granger, and there daughters name was Hermione, maybe your a great relative." I studied her face as what I said sank in a little.

She handed the locket back to me, and gave a little shrug, as she smiled at me, "Maybe, I don't know anything about my past, maybe I can do some research."

She walked over to a book case, and pulled out a book from the top shelf, and brought it over to me, "There is a story in here about the girl from your locket. In 1859 a magical war was taking place, and wizards were sent across the pond, to find a young woman to complete a prophecy. Before they could bring her into the Magical World, her parents set a time turner as a portkey, and sent there daughter to another time. No one knows where the child wound up, not even the young witch herself, because it was believed her father had obliviated her memories. She no longer held the memories of her childhood, or knew how devastated her family was, as they moved away from there home without there only child."

"This is a picture of my families old friends, and My-Own," I stared up to find her staring at me, as if she was trying to remember something, through looking at me, "Where did you find this?"

"My old Headmaster gave it to me when I was sixteen," She looked down at her hands, as tears started to form, "I don't know for sure, but when I was sixteen, I had thought perhaps that this was my old life. I use to dream about going to a ball, and walking through an apple orchard, with-" she stared into my eyes suddenly, and gave a soft smile, "With a young man, who looked a lot like you do now."

"What is obliviate?" I couldn't help asking, since that was the only thing, that didn't make since at the moment. "- and you said something about a timer-turner, then mentioned a portkey."

"Obliviate is a spell that erases someones memories, a time-turner is like a time machine, and a portkey is a way of teleportation to another place," She answered as she stood up, and sat on her sofa.

I sat beside her, and stared down at the image of the book, not believing I was seeing the family I grew up with, "I think you are, My-Own. I have this feeling inside of me, that I feel like-"

"I felt like I knew you, from the moment I saw you at the school, but I couldn't be certain for sure," She looked back at me with her caramel eyes, "That is why I brought you here, because the Newton's don't know, and neither does my mother. She married my first adopted father, and they were inherited me, being told that I lost my real parents. They wouldn't had been able to process, that I came from a different time all together."

"How would you had become a child again?" I asked, as I let the words sink in a little.

"Some one would had to have done an old magic, to return one back to there childhood," She explained walking to her bookshelf, and bringing back another book, "Percival Dumbledore, he was the one who came up with the potion, but he-"

"That's the name of the man, that was staying with the Granger's," I interrupted as more memories flashed through her mind, "My-Own, she had wandered why he was staying with the family, since your own family hadn't any friends they spoke of."

"He was said to of helped with the little girls disappearance, which means maybe they slipped the potion into that night dinner, and with time running out before it took effect her family had to act quick to help her disappear." She was smiling at this point, as if she was relieved with her own discoveries, "What if I am that same, Hermione?" She quickly stood from her chair, and took me by the hand, as a wide smile crossed her face, "This all sounds right, Jazzy, every-"

"My-Own," Before I could stop myself, I pulled her into my arms, and wrapped my arms around her, "I have no doubt it's you, and now we're together again, after all this time separated. We'll find more information out, I promise you that." I moved my lips to press against her ear, as I whispered, "My-Own, she was the only one to call me Jazzy, just like you did now."

She blushed as she looked up at me, and met my golden eyes, with her caramel ones, "It felt natural, I didn't realized I was saying it, until the words were out of my mouth."

"My-Own," I cupped her cheek in my hand, and lowered my lips to her, and was about to kiss her when the fireplace came to life. I shoved her behind me, as I crouched down ready to attack, when I spotted someone stepping out.

"It's alright Jazzy, this is Sanguine," Hermione explained walking around me, and approaching the new arrival with open arms, and a wide smile, "You're early?"

"I am moving here, that way I could protect you better, orders from the Minister," The new arrival (vampire) explained, before turning his full attention to me, "The name is Sanguine, and you are?"

A/N: I am sorry for cutting it off here, but it seemed like the perfect place to end the chapter. Thank you for your beautiful reviews, I enjoy them all.