Before we begin I'd just like to say thank you to everyone who has shown so much support after everything. I see now that this story does matter to a lot of you, and I love that. I just got back from a week long vacation in Alaska/Victoria, b.c. area and I'm completely ready to move on with my life. I've been informed though that if I delete the last chapter you guys wont be able to leave reviews on this one, so the AN is just going to stay there. Furthermore, after this is published I'm going to take some time to reply to some reviews! Thanks so much for all of your love and support!

Anyways.

This is part one of chapter 18. Part two will hopefully be finished up soon!


It had been rather loud that night. The thrashing, the screams. It was killing Sirius. Absolutely killing him. The best he could do was throw up a silencing charm over the rest of the dorms, and hope that the sound didn't break through both barriers. It was driving him mad. He just wanted to go in there and hold her, so she knew she was okay. But he couldn't. Not now. Not when he'd made a complete arse of himself in front of the whole Great Hall.

But he knew how Prewett was. He knew the bad intentions of a fellow with a sweet face. He'd had the same intentions up until Hermione showed up. Sure, Remus was his one and only, and has been since he found out. But something had always been missing for the both of them. The closest they'd ever felt to being whole was when they shared women...until Hermione came along. Her just being there made that little missing piece slide right into place. And no, he wasn't talking about his dick in any orifice. It was like...magic.

For the first while, Sirius had honestly wondered if the barmy woman had slipped the both of them love potion. Hell, they didn't know who she was. They only knew that she would easily get out of any type of trouble because of who her uncle was. At this point, Sirius didn't think Dumbledore was her uncle anymore. She must be a spy, or an agent for the Ministry. Something else was going on here. Either way, he was happy she'd been thrusted into their lives.

"James, mate." Sirius whispered, pulling back the curtains of the boys four-poster bed.

Unexpectedly, Sirius was shoved back.

"What the hell, Pads?" James huffed, his head poking out between the curtains.

"Hermione...will you go?" Sirius asked, pressing his lips together.

James nodded slowly, the curtain shutting once more. Sirius could hear some whispering, and he suddenly understood why he had been shoved.

James emerged from the curtains in his sleep pants, Lily slipping out behind him.

"You dirty dogs." Sirius chuckled.

"No, that's definitely you." Lily huffed, as she stomped her way out of the dorm.

"She mad?" Sirius asked.

James nodded, and rubbed his face, before leaving the dorm himself.

"Pads?"

Sirius turned towards Remus's bed, the male's head was poking through the curtains.

"What's goin' on?" Remus asked, sleepily, as he rubbed his eyes.

Sirius opened the curtains a bit, and sat down on the edge of the bed. His hand reached forward to swipe some of Remus' hair out of his face. "Nothing, love. Go back to sleep. James was just sneaking Lily out." The lie fell through his teeth easily. But, he didn't want Remus to worry any. The full moon was coming up soon, the boy needed to rest as much as he could.

"I can tell when you're lying. You only call me 'love' when you want to soften the blow." Remus pointed out.

Sirius sighed, and turned away from Remus, rubbing his face. He tugs his wand from the waistband of his briefs, and gives it a short wave.

The screams were no longer happening, but Sirius figured there was some sort of speaking between James and Hermione. And he knew Remus could hear it, because in a flash his face went from confused and tired, to alert and upset.

"Why didn't you wake me up? I'd've gone in there. She'd get more comfort from one of us than James." Remus tells him, brow furrowed.

"She's bloody cross with me right now. And I was trying to get through this without you waking up." Sirius says, chewing on his bottom lip. "Look- Just try to get some rest. 'Mione will be okay. Whatever it is, James' got her. We've got to trust that she knows what she's doing." It had finally hit him. The reality of whatever it was. She didn't want them to know for their safety, which sent too many warning bells off in Sirius' head, but they did have to trust her. Just like she had to trust him.

"You've got to fix things, Pads."

"I know."

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She was waiting by the floo in Dumbledore's office, all done up. The dress she'd gotten from Fabian was absolutely gorgeous. The bodice was tight, giving her breasts some leverage - and cleavage - to work with, however it was very comfy. The sleeves went down to a three-quarter inch. In the front, the skirt stopped half an inch above her knees, but as it went back, it arched into a gradual train, which was magicked with the inability to get stepped on or caught into anything. Her makeup was simple, and natural, other than the burgundy lip she had painted on. Her hair was half up and curled, almost reminiscent of how it had looked for the Yule Ball, but definitely not the same. To top it all off, she'd shortened the chain of the pendent Albus had given her, making the stone rest just below her clavicle.

Her mind was elsewhere for the moment, mostly on the words she and Sirius had shared just moments before.

"You got time?" He'd asked her, as she stepped out of her room.

"Not at the moment. Why, is everything okay? Remus-"

"Remus is fine. I just wanted to talk to you, but I suppose we can after you get back...You look lovely, Hermione."

"Thank you."

And that was it. She pondered if he was going to apologize, or maybe he was going to break of things for real...not that there was much to break off, but she still figured he could tell her that they were over for good, no coming back.

The thought made her chest hurt, but she pushed it all away when the floo lit up, and Fabian stepped through.

"Blimey, you sure do clean up well." Fabian teased, as he pulled his wand out to vanish the soot from his dress robes.

"I can say the same about you." She grinned at him, stepping over to pull him into a hug.

Fabian was very quickly becoming one of her best friends. It was silly, to become attached to other people when she really didn't know what the future held, but apparently she really wouldn't be going back to her own time, she was to stay.

But Hermione didn't believe in unchangeable futures. It was still possible for her to go back.

"Well, let's get on with it then, shall we?" He grinned, holding an arm out to her.

Hermione took his arm, and they stepped into the floo.

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"She hasn't woken up in a while. It worries me."

"She's going to be okay. She has to be. If I remember correctly, today's the day she's with Prewett."

Remus turned to look at Sirius, from his seat next to Hermione's bed. His hand was gripping her slack one, just as it did every day. They always came to see her, checking on her every day. They hadn't been there the first time she'd woken from the past, but Remus was damn determined to be there the second time.

"You remember what happened there though, right?"

"Of course I do. Prewett wouldn't shut up about it."

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They emerged from the fireplace, and with a quick wave of his wand, Fabian had the both of them clean. Classical music, along with the sounds of people chattering filled Hermione's ears. She kept her hand tucked in the crook of his elbow, as they joined the crowd.

"Fabes, mate!"

"Giddy!"

Fabian dropped her hand to hug his brother.

"It's been too long for brothers to not see each other." Gideon told him, as they pulled away, slapping each other's backs.

"Can't help it, this one over here's been taking up my free time on the weekends." Fabian told him, as he pulled Hermione up next to him.

"Ah, so this is the infamous Hermione I've heard all about, pretty lass you are." Gideon gently took one of her hands in his, and bent to kiss it.

"Thank you, Mister Prewett." Hermione told him, a slight blush to her cheeks.

"Please, It's Gideon. Any friend of Fabian's is a sure friend of mine." He told her, grinning.

"Alright, enough flirting, Gid. Where's Molly at?" Fabian asked, looking around the giant room.

"I think she's out in the courtyard. Started to get a little dizzy from all the smells. Got the boys with her, though."

"Perfect."

The three of them headed out of the warm house, Hermione buzzing with excitement, not only to see little Bill, Charlie, and Percy, but to finally be around Molly again. The woman was practically her second mother...or her only mother now, really.

"Unca Fabi!"

The chorus of two young boys filled Hermione's ears as flashes of red hair ran towards the tall Prewett.

"Hello Bill, Charlie." Fabian grinned, as he dropped to one knee so he could hug both of the boys.

"Good to finally see you, Fabian." Molly's warm voice invaded the area as she stepped up, looking larger than a watermelon, with the smallest boy in her arms.

"It's great to see you, Molly." Fabian told her, standing to envelope her, and the youngest Weasley in a hug.

"This is Hermione, Molls. Since Fabian forgot his manners." Gideon smirked from Hermione's side. "Hermione, this is Molly, the two boys are Bill and Charlie, and the little one Molly's holding is Percy." Gideon went through introductions, while Fabian stepped away from his sister rolling his eyes.

"It's very nice to meet you all." Hermione smiled, taking Bill's hand when he reached for hers.

"You're very pretty. Will you be my girlfriend?" Bill asked her, looking up at her with bright eyes.

"Woah there, Fabes. Looks like you've got some competition." Gideon teased.

"I'm very flattered, Bill. But I'm not looking for anything serious right now." Hermione told the young boy, but leaned down to press a small kiss to his cheek.

"That's okay! I can wait!"

Hermione couldn't help the giggles that spewed from her mouth at Bill's words, and she straightened herself up. Fabian came back to her side, and tucked her hand into his arm again.

"Got more introductions to do. We'll be back shortly." Just as Fabian was about to pull her away, Molly reached over and smacked him on the shoulder.

"Don't be daft. Take the boys and bring us back some drinks. Hermione can meet everyone later." Molly told him.

Hermione grinned at the fire. Molly always had it, it seemed. It comforted her to know.

Fabian and Gideon took off with the three young boys in search for refreshments, while Molly lead Hermione to a bench that overlooked the property. From here they could see the place where the ceremony was being held, along with the little lake at the back. They sat together in silence for a moment.

"What's going on with you and my brother?" Molly asked bluntly.

Hermione always expected bluntness from Molly, but this seemed...different. Molly was lacking the wiseness in her voice that she had in Hermione's time. Which was fine, everyone had some growing up to do.

"We're just friends. I was being serious when I told Bill that I'm not really looking for anything right now." Hermione tells her, feeling a bit unnerved.

"Lad's got stars in his eyes when he looks at ya. Fabian, I mean. Maybe Billy too. I hope you don't mind me saying this, but if you hurt my brother I will hex you into the next century." Molly's voice was lacking venom, but Hermione knew she was being serious.

"I don't plan on hurting anyone." Hermione sighs softly, her bottom lip being worried by her teeth.

Silence stirs around them again, before Molly breaks it once more.

"I'm going to have twins. Two boys. I'm.. on this mission to have a girl, but I'm starting to think it'll never happen. This is going to be five boys, and they usually say after the third you should give up."

Hermione was a bit shocked at the proclamation. She didn't know that Molly really just wanted a girl, but it made sense. They did stop after Ginny was born. Hermione turned to look at Molly, and hesitantly placed her hand over Molly's.

"Don't give up. It may not be next time, but you'll get your little girl. I promise." Hermione gave her a small smile.

Molly only smiled back, and the two of them went back to watching the waves.

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After the boys came back, the group of them spent some time joking about and getting to know each other well. Molly seemed much less tense around Hermione, which she appreciated. Little Bill and Charlie were also doing their best to impress Hermione, with little tricks and such.

The ceremony was about to begin, so the lot of them headed to find seats.

However, Hermione hadn't been expecting to know the people getting married.

"You didn't tell me this was Malfoy's wedding." Hermione hissed at Fabian, her cheeks turning red as she tried to not make commotion.

"We're..Weasley's are cousins of the Black's. We're here for Narcissa."

Hermione scowled slightly, and stayed silent through the ceremony...which was quite beautiful if she had to admit it.

Hermione had been to many marriages after the war, but none of them held all of the traditions up like this one did. Some of them were sort of scary, in a weird way, like drinking each other's blood (really, it was only a drop from their fingertips into a goblet of wine). But it was...well, the magic that swirled and sizzled around Lucius and Narcissa was beautiful. It was very obvious they were meant to be together. Hermione just wished that things could be different in the future...and maybe they could.