Chapter Four: Where is Hermione?
Snape walked into his honors class, glanced around that saw that everyone as here, well, not everyone.
"Have any of you seen Granger?" he drawled as he walked up to his desk. "Quite unusual, she normally doesn't pass up a chance to show off." Then an idea hit him "Malfoy!"
Draco looked up, "Yes, professor?"
"What's the date?"
"Professor?" Draco looked at his head of house oddly. Normally Snape never forgot something so trivial. "It's December fourth,"
"Oh, then that makes sense." And he turned to the bored and started to write.
"Excuse me sir?" a Ravenclaw girl that normally worked with Hermione spoke up. "What makes sense?"
"Ms. Granger won't be joining us again until spring, she is someplace where, her abilities are needed." He looked at the girl "So I advise you pair up with someone else, Ms Florence."
Draco noticed the hesitation in his potions masters' voice when he described why she was gone. He knew that Snape knew more then he was saying.
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"Albus?"
"Ahh, Severus, how may I help you?" the elder wizard looked up at his old friend.
"She's gone."
"Yes, it would be that time wouldn't it?" Dumbledore looked pensive. "When you see Mr. Potter or Mr. Weasley, send them up to see me. I wouldn't want then messing in this now."
"Of course." And Severus Swept out of the office as he normally did.
She, who had told him his destiny, was now when he remembered her. He recalled each of their many conversations. Granger, Gwen, she had shown him that not everyone who loved knowledge was drawn to power.
Minerva told Albus when she first arrived, after about a week. That if Voldemort ever rose again, that they would need to watch her. Snape still laughed when he recalled her worry.
She who has asked him to not become a death eater? Yeah right. Hermione Granger would never ever turn to power over anything. He walked back to his class room, and sat at his desk.
One thing worried him, how would she react after the encounter? He only hoped that he would figure it out sometime soon.
Meanwhile, there was Potter and Weasley to worry about.
How would he tell them that their escape from homework was completely in bliss back in the past?
Dumbledore told him to send them to him, no, he wouldn't, this was something he should handle.
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Ron and Harry were a tad worried. Yes Hermione was hardly around anymore, yes she seemed like a ghost in all of her classes, and yes she seemed like she did in their third year.
Finally, yes they did know she had a time turner again. They saw it once.
But time turner or not, Hermione still had lunch with them.
And lunch come and gone, but still no Hermione.
They would have skipped their next class to go up to the tower and find her; they would have, if their next class wasn't potions. But it was, and that was the last class they would miss, ever.
Walking in, the first ones, they noticed something odd. Snape was bent over his desk, head in hands and muttering really fast.
Ron cleared this throat.
Snape's head shot up, "Oh, it's you two." She stood up and walked to the back of the class room.
"Follow me please."
They were confused, but they knew not to disobey Snape. The rest of the class filed in and Snape turned to them "For god's sake leave and study for your test tomorrow." He looked at Harry and Ron. "You two stay."
The class gave him odd looks as they gratefully left the room.
"My office now." He said once they were all gone. His voice sounded a bit tired.
"What is it Sir? You don't look well." Harry said in a kind sort of way.
"I'm not well Mr. Weasley, please sit down, we have something to discuss then I need to send you to Dumbledore."
The nodded and Snape took a breath.
"I have no clue how I'm supposed to go about telling you this; But Hermione is now in my Seventh year."
Ron and Harry just starred.
"I'm sure you both are quite aware of the fact that Ms. Granger is in possession of a Time turner once again. Well, on her way to my honors' class she tripped on a cobblestone, shattered her Time turner and appeared in the year 1977, where she was found by the Marauders," Snape looked at Harry, "And myself."
Harry shook his head. "You called Hermione, Hermione."
"I was her tutor Mr. Potter, and she asked me to call her Hermione."
"She would never," Ron spoke up, "Herms knows far better then to give her name away in the past."
"Two people during her stay knew that she was from the future, myself, and Professor Dumbledore." He looked thoughtful "Perhaps you had best head up to Dumbledore's office. Mind you not to tell him of what I told you, I wasn't supposed to tell you anything, but I figured you best know before Dumbledore gives you the simple version." He walked over and opened the door. "Leave before I take away points."
And they left.
"Think that was a bit odd?" Ron asked on their way up to the Gargoyle.
"Yeah, Snape must be tired or something, he wasn't mean at all." Harry shook his head.
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Snape was right, Dumbledore told then that Hermione had managed to go back in time, and would be coming back once she had finished something.
Snape's version left them with less worry then Dumbledore's as they headed down to dinner.
Dumbledore wanted to make absolute sure that they understood what was going on, and that they couldn't tell any one where Hermione really was.
At dinner, everyone was in good spirits, but you could almost feel the unnerving presence that something was a miss creep up and over everyone.
Dumbledore stood and clicked his glass twice.
"I have an announcement. Your head girl Hermione Granger has gone away suddenly to visit family, she'll be back in a few months, until that time, no other head girl will be assigned, however Prefect Hanna Abbott will temporarily take over the duties. Thank you and good night." He sat back down and the hall filed out. Harry and Ron walked back to the tower heads down.
They sorely missed Hermione.
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As the weeks passed, slowly everyone too started to realize how important Hermione Granger was to making the school seem normal.
In classes most teachers noticed how the students started to not care about class participation. Harry and Ron seemed to be almost zombies, and everyone looked so sad.
Hermione Granger, know it all resident of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry was a rare one in deed. She always helped those in need; she always saved unsuspecting students from having to reveal that they never did their homework. She the brains of the Dream team that seemed to always be there to help everyone out, and figure out what odd things about the school meant.
She was practically mourned for, as if she were dead.
However, in Potions, it was far worse. Not only were the students pinning for the brain of the school, but so it seemed, had the teacher. This confused some of the Slythrins, particularly Draco.
So he did what he did best, he schemed and went to his father.
After everyone left, Ron, Ginny and Harry remained at that school for winter holidays.
Why do you ask? So they would be there for Hermione for when she came back.
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"Severus?" Dumbledore walked into the potions class room. Snape was busy grading essays that the students had just turned in. "Severus, you've been acting out of character since the fourth, it is the fifteenth, what's wrong?"
Snape sighed. "It's nothing professor."
"It's something, and I'm not leaving until you tell me what." Dumbledore took the seat across from Snape.
"I was just thinking Albus."
"For that long? Tell me what you were thinking about."
"Hermione. I know she can take care of herself, I know that she's fine, it's just," he paused and took a breath, "will she come back?"
"Has anything changed Severus that you haven't told me?"
"No professor, nothing."
"Then trust that she will be back on January eleventh." And he stood up. "Severus, when the students come back, look normal, and for Merlin's sake act normal, we don't want them suspecting." And he left.
"Of course, there's something you didn't know about." He muttered after the old man left. "God, how will she act towards me when she returns?!"
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AN: yes there IS something you don't know. *Looks around suspecting,*
And you'll never know!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
Just kidding, you'll know, just not now.
Just review!
Relena
Snape walked into his honors class, glanced around that saw that everyone as here, well, not everyone.
"Have any of you seen Granger?" he drawled as he walked up to his desk. "Quite unusual, she normally doesn't pass up a chance to show off." Then an idea hit him "Malfoy!"
Draco looked up, "Yes, professor?"
"What's the date?"
"Professor?" Draco looked at his head of house oddly. Normally Snape never forgot something so trivial. "It's December fourth,"
"Oh, then that makes sense." And he turned to the bored and started to write.
"Excuse me sir?" a Ravenclaw girl that normally worked with Hermione spoke up. "What makes sense?"
"Ms. Granger won't be joining us again until spring, she is someplace where, her abilities are needed." He looked at the girl "So I advise you pair up with someone else, Ms Florence."
Draco noticed the hesitation in his potions masters' voice when he described why she was gone. He knew that Snape knew more then he was saying.
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"Albus?"
"Ahh, Severus, how may I help you?" the elder wizard looked up at his old friend.
"She's gone."
"Yes, it would be that time wouldn't it?" Dumbledore looked pensive. "When you see Mr. Potter or Mr. Weasley, send them up to see me. I wouldn't want then messing in this now."
"Of course." And Severus Swept out of the office as he normally did.
She, who had told him his destiny, was now when he remembered her. He recalled each of their many conversations. Granger, Gwen, she had shown him that not everyone who loved knowledge was drawn to power.
Minerva told Albus when she first arrived, after about a week. That if Voldemort ever rose again, that they would need to watch her. Snape still laughed when he recalled her worry.
She who has asked him to not become a death eater? Yeah right. Hermione Granger would never ever turn to power over anything. He walked back to his class room, and sat at his desk.
One thing worried him, how would she react after the encounter? He only hoped that he would figure it out sometime soon.
Meanwhile, there was Potter and Weasley to worry about.
How would he tell them that their escape from homework was completely in bliss back in the past?
Dumbledore told him to send them to him, no, he wouldn't, this was something he should handle.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ron and Harry were a tad worried. Yes Hermione was hardly around anymore, yes she seemed like a ghost in all of her classes, and yes she seemed like she did in their third year.
Finally, yes they did know she had a time turner again. They saw it once.
But time turner or not, Hermione still had lunch with them.
And lunch come and gone, but still no Hermione.
They would have skipped their next class to go up to the tower and find her; they would have, if their next class wasn't potions. But it was, and that was the last class they would miss, ever.
Walking in, the first ones, they noticed something odd. Snape was bent over his desk, head in hands and muttering really fast.
Ron cleared this throat.
Snape's head shot up, "Oh, it's you two." She stood up and walked to the back of the class room.
"Follow me please."
They were confused, but they knew not to disobey Snape. The rest of the class filed in and Snape turned to them "For god's sake leave and study for your test tomorrow." He looked at Harry and Ron. "You two stay."
The class gave him odd looks as they gratefully left the room.
"My office now." He said once they were all gone. His voice sounded a bit tired.
"What is it Sir? You don't look well." Harry said in a kind sort of way.
"I'm not well Mr. Weasley, please sit down, we have something to discuss then I need to send you to Dumbledore."
The nodded and Snape took a breath.
"I have no clue how I'm supposed to go about telling you this; But Hermione is now in my Seventh year."
Ron and Harry just starred.
"I'm sure you both are quite aware of the fact that Ms. Granger is in possession of a Time turner once again. Well, on her way to my honors' class she tripped on a cobblestone, shattered her Time turner and appeared in the year 1977, where she was found by the Marauders," Snape looked at Harry, "And myself."
Harry shook his head. "You called Hermione, Hermione."
"I was her tutor Mr. Potter, and she asked me to call her Hermione."
"She would never," Ron spoke up, "Herms knows far better then to give her name away in the past."
"Two people during her stay knew that she was from the future, myself, and Professor Dumbledore." He looked thoughtful "Perhaps you had best head up to Dumbledore's office. Mind you not to tell him of what I told you, I wasn't supposed to tell you anything, but I figured you best know before Dumbledore gives you the simple version." He walked over and opened the door. "Leave before I take away points."
And they left.
"Think that was a bit odd?" Ron asked on their way up to the Gargoyle.
"Yeah, Snape must be tired or something, he wasn't mean at all." Harry shook his head.
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Snape was right, Dumbledore told then that Hermione had managed to go back in time, and would be coming back once she had finished something.
Snape's version left them with less worry then Dumbledore's as they headed down to dinner.
Dumbledore wanted to make absolute sure that they understood what was going on, and that they couldn't tell any one where Hermione really was.
At dinner, everyone was in good spirits, but you could almost feel the unnerving presence that something was a miss creep up and over everyone.
Dumbledore stood and clicked his glass twice.
"I have an announcement. Your head girl Hermione Granger has gone away suddenly to visit family, she'll be back in a few months, until that time, no other head girl will be assigned, however Prefect Hanna Abbott will temporarily take over the duties. Thank you and good night." He sat back down and the hall filed out. Harry and Ron walked back to the tower heads down.
They sorely missed Hermione.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
As the weeks passed, slowly everyone too started to realize how important Hermione Granger was to making the school seem normal.
In classes most teachers noticed how the students started to not care about class participation. Harry and Ron seemed to be almost zombies, and everyone looked so sad.
Hermione Granger, know it all resident of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry was a rare one in deed. She always helped those in need; she always saved unsuspecting students from having to reveal that they never did their homework. She the brains of the Dream team that seemed to always be there to help everyone out, and figure out what odd things about the school meant.
She was practically mourned for, as if she were dead.
However, in Potions, it was far worse. Not only were the students pinning for the brain of the school, but so it seemed, had the teacher. This confused some of the Slythrins, particularly Draco.
So he did what he did best, he schemed and went to his father.
After everyone left, Ron, Ginny and Harry remained at that school for winter holidays.
Why do you ask? So they would be there for Hermione for when she came back.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Severus?" Dumbledore walked into the potions class room. Snape was busy grading essays that the students had just turned in. "Severus, you've been acting out of character since the fourth, it is the fifteenth, what's wrong?"
Snape sighed. "It's nothing professor."
"It's something, and I'm not leaving until you tell me what." Dumbledore took the seat across from Snape.
"I was just thinking Albus."
"For that long? Tell me what you were thinking about."
"Hermione. I know she can take care of herself, I know that she's fine, it's just," he paused and took a breath, "will she come back?"
"Has anything changed Severus that you haven't told me?"
"No professor, nothing."
"Then trust that she will be back on January eleventh." And he stood up. "Severus, when the students come back, look normal, and for Merlin's sake act normal, we don't want them suspecting." And he left.
"Of course, there's something you didn't know about." He muttered after the old man left. "God, how will she act towards me when she returns?!"
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AN: yes there IS something you don't know. *Looks around suspecting,*
And you'll never know!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
Just kidding, you'll know, just not now.
Just review!
Relena