Author's Note: Dun Dun Dun. Another chapter; that's what three in a row...something like that? Did you guess correctly on who Hermione would run into? Well we have Albus on Hermione's side but does anyone actually believe he's going to trust her? Gideon and Fabian enter as well. It is a big debate between the fandom about them being twins please please do not fight over this. I respect everyone's thoughts and to me personally they are twins. James' parents are going to be Charlus and Dorea as well.

Next question for this chapter: What was your favorite part with which character? (Minerva, Sirius, James, Albus, Fabian and Gideon entered this chapter. I know a lot of new characters). Please do answer, I'd love to hear what you all think.

Beta love goes towards bookworm4life0812 (has anyone read Second Chance? I've read it three time already. So good)

As always I don't own Harry Potter or its characters mentioned

I am on tumblr under the same pen name. Mischiefpuff


Sticking close to the wall Hermione pulled her wand out and slowly made her way towards the voices. Adrenaline was running through her veins at the first shout she heard; blood pumping in ears as a bright red light blazed past her hitting a trash can down the alley.

"Where are those oh so great defense skills Black," Hermione heard someone sneer.

"What are you going to do now?" Another dark voice growled.

Hermione could only assume the person shouting back was Black "Kicking your arse. No one touches my bike."

Standing in the shadow Hermione could see two men in black cloaks with mask; acting on instinct she quickly flicked her wand sending a jet of water towards the two.

"Glah!" One figure screamed.

"Who's there?!" The other hollered out.

Avis Hermione thought cancelling the water jet with swift movements creating a ring of bright yellow canaries. Without missing a beat she pointed her wand whispering "Oppugno."

Black stood watching in awe as birds suddenly swaromed the masked men. Not accepting to be attacked by birds the men forget about their wands as they waved their arms around.

"This isn't over," Hermione heard.

"Man that was so cool," Black said before asking someone. "How'd you do it?"

From her spot in the shadows Hermione couldn't see that there was a second person. Looking around her; she cursed as there wasn't anywhere for her to go, Hermione was a sitting duck.

"Me? I didn't do anything. I thought that was you," Hermione heard the second person.

That sounds like Harry, Hermione thought frowning.

Hermione's breath caught in her throat as the second person turned sharply looking for whoever finished off the Death Eaters. The person looked like her Harry except their jaw was sharper and more square shaped. Harry has a softer jawline Hermione thought to herself. Instead of bright emerald almond shaped eyes staring at her; oval eyes covered by square frames stared at her.

You look so much like your father but with your mother's eyes

Oh Merlin. That's James. Hermione froze as she realized who she was standing before. Black….The only Black that's friends with James is….Sirius. Bloody hell.

"Who are you?" A young Sirius Black asked narrowing his eyes at her.

Walking out of the shadow Hermione asked "Isn't it the respectful thing to introduce yourself first?"

It didn't matter that Sirius went against his family traditions, he was still a pureblood. James watched as his friend bowed it didn't happen often and Sirius didn't bow for anyone. The first time he did it to James' parents Dorea smacked him lightly telling him none of that.

Chuckling Sirius bowed without taking his eyes off the witch in front of him replying, "Black. Sirius Black at your service."

With that oh so familiar cheeky smile; Hermione's heart squeeze as James introduced himself. "Potter. James Potter."

Still running on her adrenaline Hermione was unaware of the tears that filled her eyes or the fact that a single tear ran down her cheek causing James and Sirius to frown.

"Pleasure," She responded while scrunching her nose before introducing herself. "Freya Rousseau."

Not wanting to stay around the pair for too long Hermione asked. "Do you either of know where Albus Dumbledore would be?"

Something felt funny to Sirius as he crossed his arms over his chest asking, "What for? And how do you know him?" James glanced at his friend confused.

"You wouldn't understand," she informed them turning away. "I need to speak to him."

The funny feeling in Sirius inattentiveness as Hermione turned away from them. Something felt off with this girl and he didn't trust her. Walking away from the pair Hermione rolled her eyes thinking To think everyone thought he was best for Harry. Cocky arse.

Hermione was ripped from her thoughts as her arm was tugged backwards at the same time Sirius said "I asked you a question."

Through clenched teeth Hermione ordered "Release my arm."

James was by Sirius' side the second Hermione's hand holding her wand twitched. None of them had put them away not knowing the other. Noticing the look in her eyes Sirius let the girl's arm go.

"Prongs, don't." Sirius told him having the same itching.

Pushing his glasses James argued, "Are you nuts? She could hex off your face."

"He'd be Hogwarts." Sirius told her. "We'll take you."

"We will?" James asked confused.

Hermione looked between the pair before deciding "That's okay. I can handle myself. Beside Black don't you have a bike to find."

Leaving with that said and the information she wanted Hermione continued her walk down the road once a safe distance away; she disappeared without a sound. Left alone James shoved Sirius realizing how late it was and they still needed to find the bike. Sirius walked towards the building he saw this girl came from. Cursing as he couldn't find the damn bike. I worked hard on that bloody bike, he thought bending down looking under a bush.

"I found it," he heard James call out.

Walking towards his bike Sirius glanced over the body wondering how much was damaged. Please don't be destroyed he thought standing before the bike. He lifted one side as James pulled the other side while doing so Sirius couldn't get the girl or the look in her eyes out of his head.

"Who was she?" He asked.

"Never seen her before," grunted James, "We shouldn't be worrying about her. More like how we're gonna get passed Mum."

Ignoring the comment about their mum Sirius commented, "Lily and Remus might know."

Meanwhile Hermione had cast Disillusionment over herself and was walking briskly through Hogsmeade. Memories of her first trip flashed causing her to walk faster. Walking past the opening towards the Shrieking Shack Hermione let herself stop thinking about the snowballs thrown at Draco. Noticing Honeydukes Hermione picked up her speed again once inside she took a deep breath letting the familiar smells wash over her.

Walking towards the back Hermione counted her blessings as the door hadn't been closed all the way. Flicking her wand she caused a shelf of candy to spill causing a distraction letting herself slip through the door. Cancelling the spell and not wanting to stretch her luck Hermione made her way towards the hatch and climbed down. Dirt flew up as she jumped off the ladder.

Coughing slightly she pulled out her wand; she whispered "Lumos Maxima."

Lighting the tunnel Hermione made her walk down the long path; she had only heard of it from Harry having never actually walked it.

"No time to waste" She told herself thanking their time on the run.

Panting slightly but not out of breath Hermione made it to the gargoyle. Flicking her wand while pushing the gargoyle; she hoped nobody was in the halls as the gargoyle groaned open. Standing before Dumbledore's office Hermione looked up at another gargoyle this time thanking Harry and Minerva for explaining the password and how to get into the office.

"Lemon drops," she told the gargoyle confidently.

Stairs appeared as the stone moved letting Hermione jump onto them. The ride upwards wasn't long and she soon find herself facing a door; squaring her shoulders Hermione walked up to the door knocking once.

"Come in."

Pushing open the door Hermione was greeted by the sight of a not nearly white bread Albus Dumbledore sitting behind the big oak desk. This is it she thought walking up to the desk.

"Good evening Sir." Hermione greeted. "You don't know me but I have a very urgent matter regarding this war."

To say Albus was surprised would be an understatement; this young girl no more than twenty walked with confidence into his office announcing she had an urgent matter.

"My dear chil-"

Standing before the desk Hermione growled "Do not call me that."

This wasn't her Dumbledore at the moment however he would come to be her Dumbledore in a few years. She wasn't about to let him treat her as a child.

Instead he asked "Who are you?"

"My name is Hermione Granger. At the moment Sir it isn't important," Hermione told Albus. "What is important is the information I have for the Order."

Albus believed in many people and believed everyone had good in them; however something about the girl before him was not sitting well with him.

"How can I trust you?" he asked.

"You have a sister named Ariana and I know you regret not doing more for her." Hermione informed the headmaster. "You also feel guilty for the what has happened to Tom."

Albus narrowed his eyes; nobody knew about his sister nor her history. He was a man of many secrets and the fact that this girl knew one of the biggest did not help his already uneasy feeling about this girl.

"Who are you?" He asked again. He wanted to know where this girl came from and how she knew his past. Getting angry wouldn't help him at all and he needed every possible person on his side.

"Hermione Granger," she repeated started to become annoyed. "I was born the nineteenth of September nineteen seventy nine. It sounds crazy but Sir I swear it is true."

"Learn Occlumency" Severus told her one day. "Tension were high on both sides. Nobody was trusted."

Taking a deep breath Hermione offered "I am willing to allow you into my head so you may see for yourself Sir."

Dumbledore linked his fingers together before placing them under his chin, "My dear. I could see things you wouldn't want me to see."

"I am aware of this possibility," Hermione confused. "However I am and will throw you out if you do."

"Very well."

Hermione knew the instant Albus had entered her mind if the pressure wasn't enough; the flashes of memories left no doubt. The great hall surrounded by a group of small awestruck eleven-year-olds. Young Hermione walking up to the dusty worn out sorting hat. Being sorted into Gryffindor. Hermione felt the memories start to get darker and decided Albus was done being in her head.

Pushing himself off the wall, Dumbledore said, "It seems you're telling the truth." Standing by his desk, he asked, "Where are you from?"

Catching her breath Hermione answered "What you just witnessed was my first year in 1991. That was over seven years ago. When I left it was 1998."

"You're an awfully long way from home," he said with raised eyebrows.

With a guarded tone, Hermione answered, "I'm aware of that, sir."

It was clear the girl was telling the truth except it didn't explain why she was here exactly and Albus wasn't about to help her till he knew why she was here. He was a curious man and a man of secrets.

Being the curious man he was Albus asked "What exactly do you plan on doing here?"

Having waited for the question to pop up Hermione declared with confidence "To stop Voldemort."

"That isn't poss-"

Albus found himself growing annoyed as Hermione spatted out. "It doesn't matter if you believe me or not Sir. I am here for that reason," Hermione felt her voice growl. "I know what he has done and what he hasn't."

Just as her voice grew louder it quickly became soft again. "I could use your help and the help of the Order but I am more than capable of doing this alone. I made a promise and nobody will stop me from doing so; I don't break promises." Looking straight at the headmaster Hermione asked "The only question now, Headmaster. Will you help me?"

It took longer than Hermione felt needed but she finally had the trust of the Headmaster. The adrenaline of the day was starting to wear on Hermione that Albus sent her up to the spare teacher's chamber before delivering a letter to Minerva and sending his own off with Fawkes.

Minerva closed the door behind Albus as he left with a twinkle in his eyes. Looking down at an envelope that looked oddly like her personal own. Holding the envelope closed was a wax gold cat print. Minerva did something she normally dream of doing; she ripped opened the envelope in the middle of her chamber.

"Dear Minerva,

Time is a thing you and I both know that shouldn't be messed with. However, circumstances aren't as we hoped. Remember the spell we found that stated that using an object that has a strong value of meaning would send you back in time if your intentions were pure? I have used it on a young girl by the name of Hermione. If you are reading this than Dumbledore has met with the girl and left this for you,"

Minerva's heart stopped. She unladylike plopped herself in a chair by the fireplace.

"This is hard to believe, and I have high hopes that the war will be stopped before it's too late. To believe that this isn't a joke I will tell you some of our secrets. You secretly enjoy the Marauders nickname for you. Sirius has grown to become like a son to you, but you can't show this openly. Now, hopefully, you believe this letter. You're probably thinking what could be so wrong in the future as to send a young girl into the past and possibly risk her wand being snapped. The world and people you know will become much worse. In 1981, without an answer, Tom Riddle will vanish, and everyone will believe he has been destroyed. By a child, not a year old,"

Minerva couldn't believe what she just read. A child destroyed Tom. . . she picked the letter back up.

"Since that night, James and Lily Potter were dead, being stabbed by their friend Peter Pettigrew. Sirius Black thrown wrongfully into Azkaban for the murder of James and Lily. Sirius was later killed by Bellatrix and was lost behind the veil. Remus Lupin, and his wife Nymphadora Tonks, daughter of Andi were also lost in the final battle. Finally, Tom was destroyed, but as you can tell the cost was exponential. So many lives lost,"

Minerva stop reading as she could no longer see the paper in front of her. What she just learned tore her heart out. It took a while before Minerva was able to stop her tears, and even longer before she picked the letter that had been turning her world upside down back up.

"Now, Hermione is very thick skinned and since entering the Wizarding World at eleven has been right in the middle of everything. She, along with her best friend came to me begging to help them fix the past. Being top of her class, Hermione is very smart, loyal, stubborn and courageous until the end. In many ways watching her grow as a student and young women she reminded me of Lily; both muggle-born, ready to learn and prove themselves. In her third year, Hermione took all available courses she could, which we know isn't possible. However, I was able to help her gain a time-turner. I beg you, Minerva, look after her. Merlin knows she won't, at least not until her mission is over and she's fixed everything.

After Sirius, I swore I would never allow myself to become emotionally attached to a student. Ms Granger, is one of a kind, and when you meet her, you'll learn why I find myself willing to do anything to help her.

Sincerely,

Your future self."

A knock early in the morning interrupted Albus' work. Making sure papers were hidden from view before calling out to the twins on the other side. Albus wasn't surprised when Gideon and Fabian Prewett walked through the door. Albus' greeting lack the usual twinkle which was a red flag to the twins. Since leaving Hogwarts they had learned through Alastor to take every note seriously and one coming from the Headmaster and their leader of the Order was very serious.

"Boys," Albus greeted weakly.

The shorter one scoffed, "Boys, he says."

"As if we haven't been gone for long," the other said.

There was always a time for laughter except at the moment it was not the time and Albus needed them to focus.

"Gentlemen," he said interrupting their bickering, "I have a mission for you."

The pair lost their smiles and stood straighter; the first day of training it was drilled into them the importance of attentiveness. Albus was still impressed with how much they had grown from the boys he had known they weren't just pranksters anymore.

"What is it?" Fabian asked sharing a glance with Gideon.

Linking his fingers together Albus updated them, "There's a young girl not that much younger than you. She has been undercover for the Order and has recently lost her entire family."

Fawkes sang a sad tune matching the atmosphere in the room as Fabian and Gideon shared a look as they recently lost their parents to the Death Eaters.

"What are you asking?" They asked together.

Albus leaned back in his chair "Boys. It's Christmas and nobody should be alone especially after losing their family. Check on her from time to time, possibly invite her to Molly's. I'm sure the boys would love her."

"Molly won't have her alone if she hears about us knowing," Gideon commented.

"No she wouldn't," Fabian agreed. "Plus we wouldn't hear the end of it."

Clasping his hands together Albus put their meeting to an end with, "Wonderful. I shall owl you with her name and address."

Walking towards the gargoyle Fabian asked "Our world is going to be flipped isn't it?"

The Headmaster's office disappeared as Gideon agreed "Sure does seem like it?"

"So you'll be the one to tell Molly?" They asked at same time.