Chapter One: Stange Visitors
Draco opened the head compartment, as he walked in, and Hermione followed, and
said "I see your parents still haven't taught you proper manners." He smirked at her, as they
sat on opposite sides of the compartment, and said "They have, but my father always told
me not to waste them on the likes of you." Hermione nodded, as she pulled out a book, and
they sat in silence. Hours later Draco looked out the window, as he noticed it was getting
dark, and guessed they'd be reaching Hogwarts soon. He grabbed his bag that held his
uniform, opened the compartment door, and said "I'm gonna go change, I'll be back."
Hermione looked up, as Draco walked out, and she shut the door behind him. She took the
time while he was gone to change into her Hogwarts uniform. She was just pinning her head
girl pin to her the robe of her uniform, when a harsh knock came on the door, and it flew
open. Draco walked in, as his eyes landed on Hermione, and he stared. Her long legs were
very tempting in her short Hogwarts skirt, that barely reached mid-thigh on her. He quickly
pulled himself together, as he sat on his side of the compartment, and the rest of the ride
was silent.
Several hours later, all the second years and above were in the great hall, waiting
for the first years to come in. Hermione, Harry, and Ron were discussing when they were
first years, and how nerves they had been, when the doors opened, and they were silenced.
Professor McGonagall walked to the front, with the scared looking first years following
behind her, and she stopped in front of the sorting hat. Then the hat started to sing it's
usual song, as Hermione smiled, and listened.
Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bolwers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achive their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're safe in the hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
Then Professor McGonagall unrolled the parchment she was holding, and said "Now
when I call your name, please step forward, I will place the sorting hat on your head, and
you will be sorted." At the end of the ceremony each house had an even eighteen first years.
As the last first year ran to her house, McGonagall removed the sorting hat, and stool, as
Dumbledore stood up. He smiled, as his eyes gleamed, and he said "Welcome all, now to some
I am welcoming you back to another glorious, eventful year, and to some I am welcoming you
to your first glorious year at Hogwarts. Now everyone one please remember that the
Forrbidden Forest is strictly off limits. And please join me in congratulating this years head
boy/head girl, please stand when I call your name. They are Draco Malfoy, from Slytherin,
and Hermione Granger from Gryffindor. After dinner, please see Professor McGanagall, she
will lead you to your common room. Now let the feast began." With that said, the food
magically appeared on the table, as everyone gingerly talked, and enjoyed the feast.
Halfway during the feast, the great oak doors the hall burst open, as several hooded
figures walked in, and headed towards the fauctly table. Some where one of the students
cried "It's Voldemort's death eaters." Several of the figures laughed, as one said "No we're
not death eaters." They had stopped in front of Dumbledore, as all the students tried to
decide where they'd heard that voice before. Another figure said "Correct. We're not here
to harm you, however we do wish to speak to you Headmaster in private." Dumbledore
nodded, as he showed them to the door, that lead to the room, where the champions were
held after the goblet of fire spit out their name. The students stared at the door, not
moving, as they waited to see what would happen next. Suddenly the door opened, as
Dumbledore stepped out, and said "May I please see miss Granger, mister Malfoy, mister
Potter, miss Weasley, and mister Weasley." The five students stood up, as they walked
towards the door, and wondered why Dumbledore wanted to see them. They walked into the
room, they saw the five hooded figures in the corner, and after they were all in Dumbledore
closed the door behind them. Ginny was the first to speak, as she looked at Dumbledore, and
asked "Headmaster, what do these strangers have to do with us?" It was then that the
strangers stepped forward, and pulled their hoods back. The five students that had just
been called into the room gasped, as they looked at the five strangers, and saw their faces,
only older looking back at them. Draco, who was the first to regain his composure, looked at the five older
faces, and asked "Who are you, and where did you get our hairs?" The older looking Draco
smirked, only the way he could, as he looked at his younger self, and said "We're not using a
Polyjuice Potion. If we were, don't you think we'd be the mirror image of you. We'd be the
exact same age as you." The older and younger people were looking at each other, as Ron
stepped forward, and asked "How old are you exactly?" The older Ron stepped forward, as
he smiled, and said "Well we're all 29, with the exception of Ginny, she's 28." Everyone felt
werid looking at themselves, as Harry looked at his 29-year-old self, and asked "Well what
are you doing here?" The elder five frowned, as the older Harry stepped forward, and said
"The future is horrible, we came back to change it. To prepare you for the time when you
can change it, and to help you." Concern riddled the eyes of the younger five, as Ginny
looked at the face of her older self, and asked "What's wrong with the future?" The elder
had taken the habit of having the older version of the one that asked the question answer
it.
As the 28 year old Ginny looked at them, and said "Voldemort is all powerful. He's
killed off all muggles, and now he's going after muggle borns, half bloods, and muggle lovers.
It's dread ful." Young Hermione's face fell, as she looked at her older self, and asked "He
killed all muggles?" Older Hermione nodded, as the tears weld in her eyes, and she said "Yes
he killed mom and dad." Then her hands flew to her face, as she cried, and young Hermione
gasped. On the left hand of her older self was a wedding band, the others gasped, as the
older Ron hugged her, and she turned to him. As the older Ron comforted the older
Hermione, Draco looked at his older self, and asked "So why are you here? Don't tell me I'm
actually friends with these idiots?" The older Draco looked at his younger self, as he rolled
his eyes, and said "You guys were right, I am a prat. But yes the five of us are friends."
Young Draco sighed, as he looked at his older self, and said "I am not a prat. I'm just saying
I'd never be friends with Potty, the Weasels, and especially Mudblood. Besides Lucius would
never allow it." Both Hermione's cringed at the word mudblood, as older Draco glared at his
younger self, and said "We NEED to have a serious talk boy. You need to develop your own
self. As for Lucius disowning you in the future, you don't have to worry about that young
Draco. Because if I'm not mistaken he dies in mid November of this year." Draco stared at
his older self, as his older self looked at the others, and Hermione looked at her older self.
She noticed the golden chain around her neck, and near her enlarged stomach there dangled
an hour glass. She smiled, as her older self calmed down, and said "You used a time turner?
And you got fat." The older Hermione nodded her head, as she smiled, and said "Yes we used
a time turner, and no I did not get fat Hermione." "But my stomach . . . . you mean I'm
pregnant?" Her older self nodded, as the older Ron hugged her, and said "That is why she
will only be doing research while we're here." Young Ron looked at his older self, as a smile
grew on his face, and he asked "We're married?" Older Ron smiled, as he nodded, and said
"Yep happily married for a year and a half." Draco was the only one who noticed that as Ron
said 'happily' his older self and cringed, and looked at the ground. While the older Hermione
cast a glance towards his older self, and sighed.
The young Ron was hugging Hermione, when Dumbledore cleared his throat, and
asked "How are we to help you change the future?" The older Harry smiled at Dumbledore,
and said "Well Voldemort and his death eaters are going to attack the school near the end
of May. So we're here to help you stop him then and there." Dumbledore nodded, as the
younger Ginny looked at Dumbledore, and asked "Um Headmaster, if they have to be here
till the end of the year where will they stay?" Dumbledore nodded, as his eyes gleamed, and
he said "Good point miss Weasley. They can stay with miss Granger and mister Malfoy in the
head boy/girl dormitories. I'll have the house elves bring up five extra beds, but in the mean
time I suggest you take our visitors to the kitchen. Get them some food, I will have
Professor McGonagall meet you there mister Malfoy, miss Granger. The rest of you should
go back to your table, tell no one of this." Everyone nodded, as young Draco and Hermione
lead the older versions of them and their friends towards the kitchen, and young Ron,
Harry, and Ginny went back to their Gryffindore table.
Draco opened the head compartment, as he walked in, and Hermione followed, and
said "I see your parents still haven't taught you proper manners." He smirked at her, as they
sat on opposite sides of the compartment, and said "They have, but my father always told
me not to waste them on the likes of you." Hermione nodded, as she pulled out a book, and
they sat in silence. Hours later Draco looked out the window, as he noticed it was getting
dark, and guessed they'd be reaching Hogwarts soon. He grabbed his bag that held his
uniform, opened the compartment door, and said "I'm gonna go change, I'll be back."
Hermione looked up, as Draco walked out, and she shut the door behind him. She took the
time while he was gone to change into her Hogwarts uniform. She was just pinning her head
girl pin to her the robe of her uniform, when a harsh knock came on the door, and it flew
open. Draco walked in, as his eyes landed on Hermione, and he stared. Her long legs were
very tempting in her short Hogwarts skirt, that barely reached mid-thigh on her. He quickly
pulled himself together, as he sat on his side of the compartment, and the rest of the ride
was silent.
Several hours later, all the second years and above were in the great hall, waiting
for the first years to come in. Hermione, Harry, and Ron were discussing when they were
first years, and how nerves they had been, when the doors opened, and they were silenced.
Professor McGonagall walked to the front, with the scared looking first years following
behind her, and she stopped in front of the sorting hat. Then the hat started to sing it's
usual song, as Hermione smiled, and listened.
Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bolwers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achive their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're safe in the hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
Then Professor McGonagall unrolled the parchment she was holding, and said "Now
when I call your name, please step forward, I will place the sorting hat on your head, and
you will be sorted." At the end of the ceremony each house had an even eighteen first years.
As the last first year ran to her house, McGonagall removed the sorting hat, and stool, as
Dumbledore stood up. He smiled, as his eyes gleamed, and he said "Welcome all, now to some
I am welcoming you back to another glorious, eventful year, and to some I am welcoming you
to your first glorious year at Hogwarts. Now everyone one please remember that the
Forrbidden Forest is strictly off limits. And please join me in congratulating this years head
boy/head girl, please stand when I call your name. They are Draco Malfoy, from Slytherin,
and Hermione Granger from Gryffindor. After dinner, please see Professor McGanagall, she
will lead you to your common room. Now let the feast began." With that said, the food
magically appeared on the table, as everyone gingerly talked, and enjoyed the feast.
Halfway during the feast, the great oak doors the hall burst open, as several hooded
figures walked in, and headed towards the fauctly table. Some where one of the students
cried "It's Voldemort's death eaters." Several of the figures laughed, as one said "No we're
not death eaters." They had stopped in front of Dumbledore, as all the students tried to
decide where they'd heard that voice before. Another figure said "Correct. We're not here
to harm you, however we do wish to speak to you Headmaster in private." Dumbledore
nodded, as he showed them to the door, that lead to the room, where the champions were
held after the goblet of fire spit out their name. The students stared at the door, not
moving, as they waited to see what would happen next. Suddenly the door opened, as
Dumbledore stepped out, and said "May I please see miss Granger, mister Malfoy, mister
Potter, miss Weasley, and mister Weasley." The five students stood up, as they walked
towards the door, and wondered why Dumbledore wanted to see them. They walked into the
room, they saw the five hooded figures in the corner, and after they were all in Dumbledore
closed the door behind them. Ginny was the first to speak, as she looked at Dumbledore, and
asked "Headmaster, what do these strangers have to do with us?" It was then that the
strangers stepped forward, and pulled their hoods back. The five students that had just
been called into the room gasped, as they looked at the five strangers, and saw their faces,
only older looking back at them. Draco, who was the first to regain his composure, looked at the five older
faces, and asked "Who are you, and where did you get our hairs?" The older looking Draco
smirked, only the way he could, as he looked at his younger self, and said "We're not using a
Polyjuice Potion. If we were, don't you think we'd be the mirror image of you. We'd be the
exact same age as you." The older and younger people were looking at each other, as Ron
stepped forward, and asked "How old are you exactly?" The older Ron stepped forward, as
he smiled, and said "Well we're all 29, with the exception of Ginny, she's 28." Everyone felt
werid looking at themselves, as Harry looked at his 29-year-old self, and asked "Well what
are you doing here?" The elder five frowned, as the older Harry stepped forward, and said
"The future is horrible, we came back to change it. To prepare you for the time when you
can change it, and to help you." Concern riddled the eyes of the younger five, as Ginny
looked at the face of her older self, and asked "What's wrong with the future?" The elder
had taken the habit of having the older version of the one that asked the question answer
it.
As the 28 year old Ginny looked at them, and said "Voldemort is all powerful. He's
killed off all muggles, and now he's going after muggle borns, half bloods, and muggle lovers.
It's dread ful." Young Hermione's face fell, as she looked at her older self, and asked "He
killed all muggles?" Older Hermione nodded, as the tears weld in her eyes, and she said "Yes
he killed mom and dad." Then her hands flew to her face, as she cried, and young Hermione
gasped. On the left hand of her older self was a wedding band, the others gasped, as the
older Ron hugged her, and she turned to him. As the older Ron comforted the older
Hermione, Draco looked at his older self, and asked "So why are you here? Don't tell me I'm
actually friends with these idiots?" The older Draco looked at his younger self, as he rolled
his eyes, and said "You guys were right, I am a prat. But yes the five of us are friends."
Young Draco sighed, as he looked at his older self, and said "I am not a prat. I'm just saying
I'd never be friends with Potty, the Weasels, and especially Mudblood. Besides Lucius would
never allow it." Both Hermione's cringed at the word mudblood, as older Draco glared at his
younger self, and said "We NEED to have a serious talk boy. You need to develop your own
self. As for Lucius disowning you in the future, you don't have to worry about that young
Draco. Because if I'm not mistaken he dies in mid November of this year." Draco stared at
his older self, as his older self looked at the others, and Hermione looked at her older self.
She noticed the golden chain around her neck, and near her enlarged stomach there dangled
an hour glass. She smiled, as her older self calmed down, and said "You used a time turner?
And you got fat." The older Hermione nodded her head, as she smiled, and said "Yes we used
a time turner, and no I did not get fat Hermione." "But my stomach . . . . you mean I'm
pregnant?" Her older self nodded, as the older Ron hugged her, and said "That is why she
will only be doing research while we're here." Young Ron looked at his older self, as a smile
grew on his face, and he asked "We're married?" Older Ron smiled, as he nodded, and said
"Yep happily married for a year and a half." Draco was the only one who noticed that as Ron
said 'happily' his older self and cringed, and looked at the ground. While the older Hermione
cast a glance towards his older self, and sighed.
The young Ron was hugging Hermione, when Dumbledore cleared his throat, and
asked "How are we to help you change the future?" The older Harry smiled at Dumbledore,
and said "Well Voldemort and his death eaters are going to attack the school near the end
of May. So we're here to help you stop him then and there." Dumbledore nodded, as the
younger Ginny looked at Dumbledore, and asked "Um Headmaster, if they have to be here
till the end of the year where will they stay?" Dumbledore nodded, as his eyes gleamed, and
he said "Good point miss Weasley. They can stay with miss Granger and mister Malfoy in the
head boy/girl dormitories. I'll have the house elves bring up five extra beds, but in the mean
time I suggest you take our visitors to the kitchen. Get them some food, I will have
Professor McGonagall meet you there mister Malfoy, miss Granger. The rest of you should
go back to your table, tell no one of this." Everyone nodded, as young Draco and Hermione
lead the older versions of them and their friends towards the kitchen, and young Ron,
Harry, and Ginny went back to their Gryffindore table.