Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you see on this page (well except the plot, which was
my own original idea). Harry Potter, his friends, family, enemies, school mates,
and teachers are all the brilliant brain child of J.K. Rowling. Please don't sue me, I'm just a
poor working college girl.
Summary: The future is plagued with Voldemorts evil, as he kills off all muggles, and
everyone wishes they could go back twelve years when the chance to kill
Voldemort was easy. So what happens when the Future Minister of Magic picks five
individuals to go back, and help their younger selfs kill Voldemort?
A/N: This story is a Hermione/Draco love story, there will be other pairings, but this is mostly
a Draco/Hermione fic. if your not fond of them as a couple, please go back to
FanFiction.net's home page. It takes place in their seventh year. I realize that Draco might
seem out of character, so here is my reasoning for his out of characterness: when I was
growing up going through elementary school, middle school, and high school I was made fun
of a lot. The only way I was able to get up with a smile on my face and face every day was to
tell myself that they were jealous, and they all liked me. Therefore Draco always made fun
of Hermoine; calling her 'mudblood' and such because he likes her. And he makes fun of
harry and ron because their friends with her, and that's what he want's most in the world,
but he can't because of his father. That is my reason as to why Draco is out of character.
This is my first Hermione Draco fanfic, so please be kind. I welcome all types of reviews,
even flames, so with that said....on to the story.
Prologue: Hogwarts Express
Hermione Granger stood on platform nine and three quarters, staring into the crowd.
She was looking for her two best friends, completely obvious too all the cat calls, and death
stares she was getting from everyone else on the platform. All that crossed her mind was
finding the signature red hair, and the untidy black hair that was usually with it. Hermione
had changed a lot over the summer, still as much as ever involed in her studies, but she
finally blossomed into the woman she was suppose to be. She stood a mere 5'5'', barely
tall enough to reach the shoulders of her friends. Her wild hair, that always frizzed out in
every direction had finally calmed down, and was now very silky. However at the moment
it was in a french braid, she was also very well-developed in all the right areas. Her body
had filled itsself out in all the right places, it had helped that she went to the gym over the
summer. Her legs had grown more toned from the running she had done, her arms bluged
slightly from the weights, and her chest swelled in her slightly too tight shirt. Suddenly over
the crowd Hermione spotted a tall patch of red hair, and smiled, as she grabbed the handle
of her trolley, and ran towards the hair. Before she knew it, Hermione couldn't stop herself,
and she bumped into the tall red haired boy. Luckly he didn't fall, he caught her in his strong
arms, as he stumbled back a bit, but held his blance. He glanced down at the girl in his arm,
as she threw her arms around him, and his ears began to turn a shade a red. She hugged him
tight, as she took in his scent, and said "Oh I've missed you so much." He stared at her, not
recongizing her as his best friend of six years, and asked "Do I know you?" She immeditaly
pulled away, crossing her arms over her chest, as she pouted, and said "Ronald Weasley, I
don't believe you don't recongize me." The tone of her voice sounded familiar, as he stared
at her, and the tall black haired boy next to him started laughing. Ron didn't get what was so
funny, as he tried to place the beautiful girl in front of him. The other boy stepped forward,
hugging her, and then said "It's good to see you 'Mione." Hermione smiled, as she hugged
the tall boy back, and said "It's good to see you too Harry, I'm glad someone recongized me."
Ron gasped, as Hermione pulled away from the hugg, and asked "Hermione, what the hell
happen to you?" Hermione laughed, as tousled Ron's hair, and said "I grew up Ron. Now
come on, lets go get an empty compartment, before their all taken." Harry and Ron agreed,
as they pulled their tolleys towards the end of the train, and left them there. After making
sure their stuff was safely packed in the train, they got on the train, and walked until they
found an empty compartment.
Once the three friends sat down, Harry and Ron on one side, and Hermione on the
other. She was still upset with Ron, as he looked at her, and said "Mione I'm sorry I didn't
recongize you. But you changed." Hermione smiled, as she hugged Ron, and said "It's alright
Ron, Truthfully I didn't expect either one of you to recongize me." They smiled, as the boys
dove into a discussion about quidditch, and Hermione looked at them. They had grown over
ther summer, just as she had. Harry was tall, 6'1'', he still had that unmistakable untidy
black hair. He had the blazen emerald green eyes, that stuck out behind his trademark
black framed glasses. His build was lean, but muscular. Then there was Ron, who was at least
6'3'', with his mass of red hair, and his brown eyes. He was more muscular than Harry, but
also more lanky. The two boys looked at her, as Ron smiled, and asked "So how was your
summer, Mione?" "It was alright, I did the usual, and I got head girl." The boys smiled, as
they hugged Hermione, and Harry said "Congratulations Hermione, we knew you would." Just
then the door to their compartment flew open, to reveal the trio's worst enemy. Harry and
Ron pulled out their wands, as they pointed them towards him, and asked "What do you want
Malfoy?" He smirked at them, as he looked around, and said "I want mud...Granger, where is
she?" As he said this, his eyes landed on Hermione, and she said "Get lost ferret boy."
Draco's mouth fell open, as he stared at her, and said "Mudblood, DAMN, what happened to
you?" Hermione almost laughed, as Draco stood drooling over her, and if she wanted to she
would have drooled over him too. He was taller than Ron, standing 6'4'', with platinum blond
hair, that had long since ceased to be slicked back. It fell very elegantly around his face,
and his ice blue eyes sent chills down her spine. He also had muscular arms, and legs, and
from what he was wearing a chisled chest. She glared up at his eyes, and said "I grew up,
now what do you want ferret boy?" He smirked again, and responed "Dumbledore told me to
come get you, and lead you to the head compartment." Hermione looked at him, questionilby
as she asked "Why are you leading me?" Draco pointed to the little pin on his tee-shirt, that
said 'Head Boy', and replied "I'm Head Boy." Hermione's mouth fell open, as she stared at him,
and said "Fuck." Everyone looked at her, as she stood up, and grabbed her bag. She said good bye
to Ron and Harry, as they said they'd see her at dinner, and she followed Draco towards the Heads
compartment.
my own original idea). Harry Potter, his friends, family, enemies, school mates,
and teachers are all the brilliant brain child of J.K. Rowling. Please don't sue me, I'm just a
poor working college girl.
Summary: The future is plagued with Voldemorts evil, as he kills off all muggles, and
everyone wishes they could go back twelve years when the chance to kill
Voldemort was easy. So what happens when the Future Minister of Magic picks five
individuals to go back, and help their younger selfs kill Voldemort?
A/N: This story is a Hermione/Draco love story, there will be other pairings, but this is mostly
a Draco/Hermione fic. if your not fond of them as a couple, please go back to
FanFiction.net's home page. It takes place in their seventh year. I realize that Draco might
seem out of character, so here is my reasoning for his out of characterness: when I was
growing up going through elementary school, middle school, and high school I was made fun
of a lot. The only way I was able to get up with a smile on my face and face every day was to
tell myself that they were jealous, and they all liked me. Therefore Draco always made fun
of Hermoine; calling her 'mudblood' and such because he likes her. And he makes fun of
harry and ron because their friends with her, and that's what he want's most in the world,
but he can't because of his father. That is my reason as to why Draco is out of character.
This is my first Hermione Draco fanfic, so please be kind. I welcome all types of reviews,
even flames, so with that said....on to the story.
Prologue: Hogwarts Express
Hermione Granger stood on platform nine and three quarters, staring into the crowd.
She was looking for her two best friends, completely obvious too all the cat calls, and death
stares she was getting from everyone else on the platform. All that crossed her mind was
finding the signature red hair, and the untidy black hair that was usually with it. Hermione
had changed a lot over the summer, still as much as ever involed in her studies, but she
finally blossomed into the woman she was suppose to be. She stood a mere 5'5'', barely
tall enough to reach the shoulders of her friends. Her wild hair, that always frizzed out in
every direction had finally calmed down, and was now very silky. However at the moment
it was in a french braid, she was also very well-developed in all the right areas. Her body
had filled itsself out in all the right places, it had helped that she went to the gym over the
summer. Her legs had grown more toned from the running she had done, her arms bluged
slightly from the weights, and her chest swelled in her slightly too tight shirt. Suddenly over
the crowd Hermione spotted a tall patch of red hair, and smiled, as she grabbed the handle
of her trolley, and ran towards the hair. Before she knew it, Hermione couldn't stop herself,
and she bumped into the tall red haired boy. Luckly he didn't fall, he caught her in his strong
arms, as he stumbled back a bit, but held his blance. He glanced down at the girl in his arm,
as she threw her arms around him, and his ears began to turn a shade a red. She hugged him
tight, as she took in his scent, and said "Oh I've missed you so much." He stared at her, not
recongizing her as his best friend of six years, and asked "Do I know you?" She immeditaly
pulled away, crossing her arms over her chest, as she pouted, and said "Ronald Weasley, I
don't believe you don't recongize me." The tone of her voice sounded familiar, as he stared
at her, and the tall black haired boy next to him started laughing. Ron didn't get what was so
funny, as he tried to place the beautiful girl in front of him. The other boy stepped forward,
hugging her, and then said "It's good to see you 'Mione." Hermione smiled, as she hugged
the tall boy back, and said "It's good to see you too Harry, I'm glad someone recongized me."
Ron gasped, as Hermione pulled away from the hugg, and asked "Hermione, what the hell
happen to you?" Hermione laughed, as tousled Ron's hair, and said "I grew up Ron. Now
come on, lets go get an empty compartment, before their all taken." Harry and Ron agreed,
as they pulled their tolleys towards the end of the train, and left them there. After making
sure their stuff was safely packed in the train, they got on the train, and walked until they
found an empty compartment.
Once the three friends sat down, Harry and Ron on one side, and Hermione on the
other. She was still upset with Ron, as he looked at her, and said "Mione I'm sorry I didn't
recongize you. But you changed." Hermione smiled, as she hugged Ron, and said "It's alright
Ron, Truthfully I didn't expect either one of you to recongize me." They smiled, as the boys
dove into a discussion about quidditch, and Hermione looked at them. They had grown over
ther summer, just as she had. Harry was tall, 6'1'', he still had that unmistakable untidy
black hair. He had the blazen emerald green eyes, that stuck out behind his trademark
black framed glasses. His build was lean, but muscular. Then there was Ron, who was at least
6'3'', with his mass of red hair, and his brown eyes. He was more muscular than Harry, but
also more lanky. The two boys looked at her, as Ron smiled, and asked "So how was your
summer, Mione?" "It was alright, I did the usual, and I got head girl." The boys smiled, as
they hugged Hermione, and Harry said "Congratulations Hermione, we knew you would." Just
then the door to their compartment flew open, to reveal the trio's worst enemy. Harry and
Ron pulled out their wands, as they pointed them towards him, and asked "What do you want
Malfoy?" He smirked at them, as he looked around, and said "I want mud...Granger, where is
she?" As he said this, his eyes landed on Hermione, and she said "Get lost ferret boy."
Draco's mouth fell open, as he stared at her, and said "Mudblood, DAMN, what happened to
you?" Hermione almost laughed, as Draco stood drooling over her, and if she wanted to she
would have drooled over him too. He was taller than Ron, standing 6'4'', with platinum blond
hair, that had long since ceased to be slicked back. It fell very elegantly around his face,
and his ice blue eyes sent chills down her spine. He also had muscular arms, and legs, and
from what he was wearing a chisled chest. She glared up at his eyes, and said "I grew up,
now what do you want ferret boy?" He smirked again, and responed "Dumbledore told me to
come get you, and lead you to the head compartment." Hermione looked at him, questionilby
as she asked "Why are you leading me?" Draco pointed to the little pin on his tee-shirt, that
said 'Head Boy', and replied "I'm Head Boy." Hermione's mouth fell open, as she stared at him,
and said "Fuck." Everyone looked at her, as she stood up, and grabbed her bag. She said good bye
to Ron and Harry, as they said they'd see her at dinner, and she followed Draco towards the Heads
compartment.