Chapter 21
Hermione's POV
Aragorn was right. There was an evil that lingered throughout Rivendell. It reminded me of a Horcrux. Strangers walked in and out of Rivendell. I stayed close to Remus, Sirius and Ginny. The four of us were keen to find out where we went wrong and how we ended up this this situation. So while the elves were busy attending to all those who came and went, we started working on a spell. It was day three and Ginny and I were spread out on the floor with all our research we had done over the past few months, while Remus was reading at a desk and Sirius pacing back and forth tapping a pen.
'You know, you could try and be a little more helpful than pacing back and forth.' I said getting annoyed at him. Instantly he stopped and fell to the floor,
'Oh but my highness whatever can this peasant do to make you happy? He has tried again and again and still you do not seem happy.' I slowly put my book down and Ginny snorted, soon she was giggling into her hand.
Remus had an amused look on his face which he quickly hid behind a book. And Sirius had his puppy dog eyes on me, which is not fair since his animagus form is that of a dog. Ginny could not hold out as she burst out laughing, Remus soon joined, I gave Sirius a playful hit and started laughing. Soon we were all laughing. To be honest it was not as funny but for some reason we could not stop laughing. But something even better than that happened I got an idea.
'Wait guys, I have an idea. Pass me that pen.' I drew a large timeline on the floor starting in the year I started Hogwarts and working my way up to present time.
'Remus can you turn this pen into a portkey?'
'Ah yes I can.'
'Right do it then. Ginny can you go to my room and grab my beaded bag please.'
'Yer sure.'
'And Sirius help Remus.' I said as I quickly got my thoughts in order. Ginny came back and I grabbed my potions book.
'What are you looking for?' Ginny asked,
'A potion which will bring something to life. I want to bring this timeline to life and create a portal. We will then use the portkey to send us back here if it works.' All eyes were on me like I was crazy and maybe I was but this plan had me very excited. The only support I got was from Sirius.
'Ginny, padfoot can you give me a moment with Hermione. Hermione stop, put down the book and listen to me for a moment.'
'What?'
'This is very risky, so many things could go wrong. Ok say it works but you end up at a different stage in life. What happens if you have to go through all your years again, and what if things turn out worse because you meddled. What if there is no Harry Potter at all to save us what if he was never born. Bad things happen to those who meddle with time. If it does work and you watch Harry and Ron die again and you end up here what then? Would you accept that some things are meant to happen? I do not want to give you hope when there is so little hope to be given with this.'
Tears flooded my eyes and I became angry,
'Do you not want to see Harry again? I thought you loved him enough to risk it all. Apparently I was wrong. I do not need your help I can make this work on my own, I will not fail. I will not lose Harry and Ron again. I am doing this with or without your help.'
'Hermione please listen what if you do go back in time but you are not friends with the boys? What if they do not know who you are? Would you not rather have their friendship in death than not have it at all in life? You will risk our future by changing the past.' I stormed off I did not need to hear this not from the one person who I knew needed Harry as much as I did and Ron.
I ran to my room and collapsed on my bed in tears, screaming in my pillow and biting myself till I felt blood. I was so angry I wanted to cause myself pain I smashed the mirrors and everything that had glass in it. I cared not what would happen to me, I was done. I left my room and went around Rivendell smashing every little bit of glass I saw. I felt someone grab me and pull me into their arms.
'Legolas, go away!' I cried out. No don't go – I added in my head. I want to die I thought to myself.
The thought I want to die shocked me, I had never wanted to die before this moment. I did not understand why I chose now. Maybe all hope had left me. No I knew it had left me. I was alone. Before I knew what was happening my arms were tied down by my side and so were my legs. There was nothing left for me to do but lay there and wait as Aragorn took care of my arms and Legolas my legs. I did not realise I had hurt my legs as well and when I tried to look at them I was pushed back down. Soft comforting words were said but I paid no attention.
'Lord Elrond, we have healed her wounds. I am worried for her though what can we do?'
'Make sure she cannot harm herself give her a heavy sleeping drought.' I guessed that was what Aragorn was currently trying to force me to drink.
He was failing I did not want his drink I wanted to be with Harry and Ron so badly it hurt more than the cuts on my arms. I found myself sitting up, when I tried to lay back down a body was there to stop me.
'Legolas,' I whispered 'Let me go please.'
'In a moment little one. Once you have finished this drink.' I didn't want to.
I shook my head and then Aragorn grabbed my chin and gently pulled down and pored the liquid in my mouth. Guessing I wouldn't swallow he started massaging the back of my neck and soon the effects were working.
'I hate you, all of you.' I managed to say before blacking out.