Author's Note: I bring the next chapter early because I really like this chapter and my beta / I worked really hard on this so there wasn't a lot of editing needed. We are going into the past so things will start to pick up from here. I nearly cried the first time and nearly cried again. I love this chapter so much.

I am going to start leaving questions for everyone to look about for the next chapter. First question: Who do you think Hermione will meet first now that she's in the past?

Anyway beta love to bookworm4life0812

As always I do not own Harry Potter or its characters mentioned

I am on tumblr under the same pen name mischiefpuff

As Harry had predicted Hermione indeed went to Minerva and said she wanted to leave earlier. No one questioned it when Charlie announced that he was going to be home for 2 weeks nor when Arthur or Percy didn't leave for work. The day before everyone was gathered at the Burrow for their last meal together. Hermione was cursing herself as Molly turned away for the tenth time within an hour.

Ginny stood beside Hermione and everyone heard her ask "Hermione, I know you're still mad at me, but I was hoping you would talk a walk with me to the pond….I really need to speak with you."

Startled Hermione jumped not hearing someone walk up behind her; getting over her shock she nodded, she also didn't notice the looks Ron or Harry shared as she left through the door with Ginny.

"Sit down boys," Arthur ordered noticing Ron and Harry getting up.

"But, dad."

"No!" He stated sternly, "They need to work out what happened by themselves."

Ron went to argue back when Percy spoke up, "Honestly, Ronald, leave it. You won't do any good."

Red in the face, Ron shot back, "What's that supposed to mean."

Neither of the girls were talking so they heard Ron and Percy causing Ginny to chuckle lightly. The further they got from the house the higher the tension got between them; Ginny was biting her lips a habit she picked up from Hermione.

Hermione kept walking while Ginny stopped. Taking a deep breath, she blurted, "I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't mean what I said honestly. I was just so angry. I had hoped you would trust us and we'd be able to heal together instead you and Harry announced you were planning to go back in time."

Hermione stopped but didn't turn around to face the redhead. Ginny's eyes were fastly filling with tears.

"You did the same thing last year. You, Harry and Ron suddenly left for nearly a year. We didn't know what you had planned or if you were even alive. You three have always had secrets and I knew you had to go and I accepted that. This….this is too hard to take in. I just got you back, and now you are leaving me again. You have always been there for me, and now you won't be there anymore."

"You're my sister. I need you." She finished as tears descended on her cheeks.

Standing near the pond Hermione didn't reply as the wind howled around them. Hugging her stomach, Ginny thought the worst.

"Mione, please say something," she begged hugging herself tighter.

Counting to ten in her head, Hermione finally turned; eyes red-rimmed and the tip of her nose red.

"I considered you my sister," Hermione finally said. "You knew how I was treated as a muggle. You knew how I was treated a witch. You know my friendship with Ron and Harry goes deeper than that. You knew all of this and you used it against me. How could you?!" Hermione nearly shouted at the end.

"What would you have done if we told you our plans?" She asked angrily

"Try to stop you."

"You don't have to do this, though," Ginny tried arguing.

Hermione shook her head "Too many people were lost for what? A world where people are still being judge. Gin, my parents were murder for being muggles that had nothing to do with this world. Teddy will have a life like Harry; a life without his parents. Harry should have his parents," throughout Hermione's speech Ginny was shaking her head. "Ginny if you truly think of me as a sister, then please support me on this. I'm doing the right thing."

Ginny started sobbing as she pleaded, "Promise you'll still be with us."

Sighing Hermione replied, "Gin, I love your family. I don't think I could stay away even if I tried. I forgive you, but you need to work on your anger."

Ginny's shoulder slumped as she let out her breath. Rushing towards Hermione, she squeezed her sides in a hug while Hermione sucked in a sharp hold of air.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Looking towards the house, noticing nobody could see them. Hermione whispered, "Do you want in on a secret?"

"Yes," Ginny replied trying to control her excitement.

Hermione lifted her shirt revealing three phoenix feather. While one feather followed the curve of her side ending right before her bra. The other two flowed towards her back. The two flowing towards her back were intact while the main one on her side looked as if it was ripped. Ginny noticed it almost looked like a fire burning out, having been outlined in a rust orange color mixed with a fiery red with a hint of yellow. The tips of the last two were a blend of the yellow and that same fiery red. Closer to the stem there were loose feathers. Holding the three feathers together was a burnt rope of browns and blacks. To see the P and W someone would have to look extremely close. Ginny squealed seeing it.

"Mum's going to be furious," she whispered looking at it.

Letting her shirt go Hermione chuckled, "That is why she can't know."

"Wait. . . why does it still hurt?" Asked Ginny confused. "Char's wasn't still sore afterwards?"

Shrugging her shoulders Hermione explained "It was done the muggle way."

Having nothing else to say the pair stood in silence as the air around them turned awkward. Like it was when they first met each other on the train during Ginny's first year.

Nodding Ginny glanced back towards the house, "Um. . . we should probably head back inside."

Shifting from foot to foot Hermione asked, "Actually, can you send Ron and Harry out?"

Ginny nodded but Hermione didn't see it as she turned towards the pond; taking a deep breath she tried to control her emotions. Focused on calming her emotions, she didn't hear her boys come up till they were next to her.

"So, this is it," Ron said causing Hermione to turn towards him, "The last day of the Golden Trio."

The very little control Hermione had collapsed at Ron's words even he turned his head as his eyes filled with tears. On her other side Harry grabbed Hermione's hand squeezing tightly.

"It'll be weird without you guys," Hermione sniffled out. "Not having to rescue me from Trolls."

Harry laughed, "Not having anyone to cause you to needing saving from Trolls."

"Watching Mione punch Draco," added Ron; getting lost in their memories.

"Snowball fights in the courtyard."

"Eating way too much chocolate frogs."

"The D.A"

The three young adults sat under the stars remembering their time together. "Well, you'll just have to make some new friends, and have crazy adventures with them. Maybe you and my parents will be friends," Harry said hopefully.

Ron agreed with one small request."You can't replace us, though. We're the Golden Trio. There's no one better than us."

Squeezing her boys hands, Hermione nodded. "I don't know if I ever thanked you boys for being my friends. I love you both more than you know," glancing at Ron then Harry, "I know this has to be done, but I wish it didn't have to be. I don't really want to go back into war, destroying Horcruxes and facing Voldemort again."

"We know that, Mione. And we love you too. No matter what happens, always know how much we love you," Harry replied as he slid an arm around her waist as Ron copied the action with an arm around her shoulders.

Hermione rested her head on Ron's shoulder. No one spoke another word. The trio just sat quietly, holding on tightly to one another.

August 15, 1998

The Next Day

The Forbidden Forest was calm as the sun was barely up; Molly twiddled her fingers worried if this was a good spot. Hermione had reasoned she didn't want to end up in someone's house scaring them.

Minerva was the first to arrive having come from the castle. As everyone arrived Molly thought about her own request as it was selfish and Hermione was already under enough stress. She missed her brothers and wanted her children to know their uncles.

After she was sure everyone was there, she coughed slightly to gather the group's attention. Minerva looked squarely at Hermione, who was situated in between Ron and Harry. "You have till the first ray of sunlight."

Ron quckly nudge Hermione in the direction of his parents; he explained as Hermione glared at him "Mum and Dad first."

With a small nod of understanding, Hermione walked towards Molly and Arthur. They had opened their home to her throughout Hogwarts and during the summers. She felt her eyes start to burn, and a lump grew in her throat. Molly felt her own eyes tear up as she noticed Hermione's were glossed over and quickly wrapped the young women up in her arms.

Arthur stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the two crying women as everyone started tearing up at the sobs coming from Molly. Bill had Fleur in his arms as Charlie hugged Ginny close. The remaining siblings and Minerva refused to look at anyone.

"Molly, we need to let the others have time" Arthur advises his wife.

Before releasing her arms Molly said, "Hermione, dear. I have a favor to ask of you," while Hermione nodded she continued, "Save my baby brothers."

Everyone besides Harry and Hermione gasped while Bill started, ". . .Mum. . ." but wasn't able to say much as Hermione replied with a small smile, "I'll do my best," looking over at her adopted siblings, "It's not like I could stay away if I tried."

Molly nodded as she stepped back into Arthur's arms. Hermione turned towards Bill and Fleur not bothering with her tears as Fleur threw her arms around her crying "Ma Soeur, Vous êtes si courageux. Make sure I meet Bell ma soeur."

"Bien sûr. Thank you for all your help," Hermione tearfully replied before being passed over to Bill; who wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

Bill didn't say anything as Hermione sobbed into his chest; he simply rocked them, before Malfoy Manor Fleur and her didn't have the greatest relationship and Hermione didn't know the oldest Weasley very well. After Shell Cottage she knew she was able to go to Bill and he wouldn't question her.

Nobody could hear her as she sniffled into his chest, "I. . . I'm. . . goi. . .going. . ." Bill just held on tighter not wanting to let her go.

He knew though he had to let her go; pulling her away from his chest Bill placed a hand under her chin lifting it he said, "You'll see us again. You said it yourself; you can't stay away from us. You'll get to see how much trouble we caused mum."

A watery chuckle came from behind them as Molly explained, "They were adorably horrible. Knew just how to pull my leg."

Wrapping her in a hug again Bill could feel Charlie shifting from foot to foot "Go on. Char's impatiences is showing."

Hermione nodded and stood on her tippy toes to kiss Bill's cheek, "Thank you."

Bill's eyes teared up remembering the day Ron showed up with a barely conscious Hermione. He pushed her towards Charlie as Fleur's arms snaked around his waist and laid her head on his chest.

Hermione hadn't made it halfway to Charlie when he had rushed forward and caught her in his arms as he buried his head in her thick curly hair. His tears warmed her neck. Shocked Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist muttering, "Char you weren't supposed to cry."

"How couldn't I? I pushed you to admit something you shouldn't have and nearly said things that could never ever be taken back," He mumbled into her hair. "I was a right arse when I should have been spending time with you."

Sniffling Hermione pushed at his shoulder forcing Charlie to pick his head up. "I'm not leaving your life, you can still get to know me," she explained smiling softly at him.

Charlie smiled sadly at her, "Don't let anyone else use my nickname?"

Scuffing she replied, "Of course not. I hate nicknames."

"Oy, what about mine?" Bill called from behind her.

Looking over her shoulder, Hermione smiled, "I don't know about that Billy Boy."

Sniffles and watery chuckles could be heard around the group as Bill made a face. Merlin he did not enjoy that nickname.

Everyone chuckled as he made a face, "How'd you-Ron!"

Ron looked shocked holding his hands up for once it not being him.

"George told me." Hermione laughed as she lifted her hands.

George chuckled remembering that day, "Hurry up Char."

Reluctantly Charlie let his hold on Hermione go. Percy made his way over, and as he got closer, Hermione noticed tears in his eyes as well.

Once in front of her, Percy stated, "I'm awfully terrible with goodbyes."

Smiling Hermione pulled him into a hug while Percy stood stiffly before relaxing and returning the hug. Their hug, however, didn't last very long, but he did have one request.

Coughing slightly, Percy asked, "Make sure I'm not a prat?" as his ears turned pink.

Hermione noticed the pink tint on his ears poking fun as she said, "Oh. . . you can blush like a Weasley."

"Oi!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Chuckling she replied, "Of course Percy."

"My turn, my turn," Ginny called out. She nudged Percy out of the way and stood before her best friend.

Hermione looked at Ginny's face, the past few weeks still fresh on her mind. She could see Ginny had been crying. Even though there was a part of her that was still hurt by Ginny's words, Hermione opened her arms wide catching the redhead as she started sobbing again.

Nobody could hear what was being said all they could see was the nod and shake of Ginny's head. Glancing at the last of the group Hermione had one final thought Merlin, help me through the last four. Knowing his youngest sister wouldn't release Hermione on her own, Charlie walked up calmingly while crying inward.

"Gin-Gin," he called walking up to his sister. "You gotta let go of Mione."

Ginny held on tighter while whining, "Gin," Hermione croaked out, "You're squeezing too tight."

Charlie sighed and placed a hand on Ginny's shoulder as she shook her head. "Gin, you need to let the others see Hermione."

Looking down at the top of Ginny's head Hermione said, "Gin, look at me."

Shaking her head, sighing Hermione tried again, "Ginny, I really need you to look at me."

Ginny lifted her head sniffling. Eyes usual filled with fire and compassion were dull and lack anything that screamed Weasley. Hermione felt her heart break; she wanted to take all this back but she couldn't.

Fighting through her own emotions Hermione told her"You'll get through this. I don't trust just anyone with my boys. I need you to look after them."

Still standing behind the pair Charlie watched for any signs of either breaking down. As Ginny released Hermione, he held his breath as she turned towards him. Tears started falling against as Ginny walked towards her brother. Wrapping one arm around her shoulders, Charlie guided her over to Bill while she tried burying herself into his side.

Before turning towards the remaining members Hermione took a deep breath. Maybe I should have just left but she was faced with George and remembered why she was doing this.

George opened his mouth but was overwhelmed with emotions. Hermione was glad she took a breath before as she couldn't breath now. Walking up to the lone twin George held his arms open wrapping them around Hermione.

"I. . .I. . . .s. . . a. . v. . .him. . ." Hermione cried into George's chest, "I. . .p. . . pro."

He didn't want to let her go. The one that believed in their magic but not letting them become too big headed. He never told her except Fred and he were glad their brother had met and befriended the stubborn girl.

"Shh," he hushed her. "I know you will Mione."

"Promise me something."

Gulping for air Hermione mumbled, "Anything," into his chest.

"Have fun while you're in the past," he told her as she pulled away sharply arguing, "George, I'm going back to war."

Nodding he responded, "Yes, except you won't be alone. You may not realize it Mione but you are able to change many many minds."

Hermione lowered her eyes to the middle of George's chest. Suddenly remembering who she was meeting and who wasn't; sadness started to consume her. Harry had already told her he wasn't mad over her going back. However, she couldn't help but feel guilt.

"We never told you this," George said breaking her thoughts, "But Freddie really did think of you as a sister as do I."

Hermione felt her heart squeezed noticing the sun was starting to come up. Minerva confirmed her thoughts by announcing "ten minutes." George let go of Hermione as she was pulled into a hug by Ron. Squeezing her shoulder one last time he left the pair to their moment. Hermione wrapped her arms around Ron's shoulders as his circled her waist.

Mumbling into her hair, he said, "Forget about me, Mione."

She pulled back shocked stuttering, "W. . . what? Forget about. . . Ron I can. . ." at this Ron placed a finger against her mouth stopping her.

"Forget about your feelings," he explained, "or whatever feelings are left."

Hermione could feel her eyes widening as Ron kept talking, " All I want is for you to be happy Mione. . . even if it's without me. You shouldn't hold on to something like that."

Time was always against the Golden Trio; both of them knew a relationship between them wasn't meant. Even though she knew what Ron was saying was true except Hermione wasn't ready to admit it. As she nodded against his chest, Ron held on a little tighter before letting her go. Standing off to the side was Harry, Ron nodded his head towards their friend.

Hermione hadn't moved even after Ron walked away. She knew they were out of time too. Walking towards his sister in everything but blood Harry sighed; he was horrible with emotions I can do this. Just hold her while she cries, and remind her it will all be okay he thought standing in front of Hermione.

Wrapping his arms around her shoulders, Hermione just stood there. "You can cry," he told her talking into her hair.

Nuzzling her nose into Harry's neck Hermione's arms slowly made their way around his waist. There wasn't anything more that needed to be said. They said everything the night before. Minerva called out, "Ms Granger. It's time."

Ginny attempted to break free from Charlie's arms, but he tightened his hold. Tears were falling down everyone's cheeks even Percy's though he turned away to try to hide it. Harry aided Hermione to Minerva; who had unshed tears.

Minerva pulled her into a hug speaking in a hoarse voice, "I have a letter for my past self I'd like you to give her."

Before handing her the letter, Minerva pulled away. Looking directly into Hermione's eyes she offered one last piece of advice, "Don't overwork yourself my dear, and as Mr Weasley said, have fun."

"There is going to be a lot to do," started Hermione before being cut off.

"Mr Wea- George has already informed you, you aren't going to be alone. Let them help."

Swallowing her emotions Hermione nodded, "I. . .I'll try."

Pulling a sandy color envelope and a phoenix feather out of her robe, Minerva handed the envelope replying, "That's all I ask. Don't forget us, but don't hold on to us too tightly."

Placing the letter into her bag, Hermione smiled sadly as Minerva handed the feather over. Once the feather was in Hermione's hand, the wind started to pick up. Everyone tried to shield themselves from the wind. Holding her hat in place Minerva backed away. Slowly everyone watched as their friend. . .their sister started to disappear.

The screams of Ginny was the last thing Hermione heard as she disappeared.

December 1977

Grunting as she landed on the ground. Hermione moaned, "That's gonna hurt later." She noticed that her landing didn't feel like the Forbidden Forest.

Yelling and cursing could be heard in the distant as she blinked. Looking around as she rolled to her elbows muttering, "This definitely isn't the Forbidden Forest."

Ma Soeur, Vous êtes si courageux = My sister, you are so brave

Bien sûr = Of course

With all translation I do use google. Please let me know if they are wrong