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Summary: Remus/Hermione all the way! She finds someone. They are from different worlds. Can the worlds be brought together? Does love really surmount all obstacles?

~Chapter 2. Annabelle~

I had clearly been unconscious and had awoken in completely different place. I was in a room and my trunk was there. Well, it didn't look like my trunk but I assumed it was. This wasn't a dormitory or the library. This was on the Hogwarts Express. Why was I here? How hard did I hit my head? A copy of the Daily Prophet rested at my side. I picked it up, looked at it, and realized the date was too many years earlier. I think I opened the wrong book and it took me back in time. Oh-no. This isn't happening. The inside my trunk said Hermione Granger and no one will know who I am. I am a sixth-year though. How will I explain that one?

I heard voices and they sounded like they were coming into the compartment I was in. A group of familiar-looking people came in and I looked up.

"Hey, this is our compartment. We sit here every year." I realized that this was James Potter talking to me. Harry is gonna kill me when he finds out I met him and he didn't.

"I'm sorry. I'll move."

"No, it's okay. There's room for all of us. You must be the new kid." A smile relaxed onto his face and I was vaguely aware I was being looked over. They all sat down.

"So what's your name?"

"Annabelle, call me Anne." Sirius and Remus would meet me in the future so I can't use my actual name. My middle name is good enough.

"Nice name. I'm-"

"James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin," I stated, pointing at each one respectively.

"Right. How did you know that?"

"I don't know." I gave them a mischievous smile.

"Okay, so can you tell us anything else that we don't know that you know? I think that made sense."

"You are the captain of the Quidditch team."

"That's baby stuff. What is my deepest darkest secret?"

I thought long and hard and decided I was going to embarrass him. I only hoped he had liked her in his sixth year as well. "You have feelings for Lily Evans."

He turned red and put his face in his hands to hide it. Sirius and Remus looked at me in complete surprise. Apparently they didn't know that. I wouldn't have either if I didn't know they were going to get married.

The peachy color had returned to James' cheeks and he was still asking me for more. "Clever, clever. So what else to you know?"

"Ah, not much." If I had uttered the words stag, dog, or werewolf I think they would have killed me.

"What do you know?" He repeated, as if he knew I knew about that.

"Calm down, I'm sure she doesn't know about that." Sirius came to my rescue, catching on to what James was getting at. I'm not stupid, I wouldn't say anything, but James was really searching me for answers. Maybe this game was a bad idea.

"We can't be too sure. She knows an awful lot about us and this is the first time I've ever seen her." He said all this to Sirius, but didn't break the gaze he had with me. It was frightening, but it was kind of looking into Harry's eyes. But they weren't green of course. I just had to get used to that. No, I didn't, I have to get back where I belong.

"Yeah, cut her some slack James. She just got here." Lupin looked at me with a little apprehension, but his face relaxed into a smile when I smiled at him. "So what year are you? You don't look like a first year."

"Sixth."

"Where did you come from? What school did you go to? What were your teachers like? Have you had a pleasant experience so far?"

The questions completely dazed my mind. "My past isn't important. My teachers were fine, though I'm sure you have better ones. And yes I have."

"That's great. So do you like to play Quidditch?" Sirius decided to question me too. What is it with them? They're adventuresome though, I like it. But seeing Sirius saddened me because he didn't know he would have to run for his life one day, that he would be the godfather to Harry, that he would die in the manner he did. I must have looked sad, because Sirius said, "Did I say something wrong?"

"You just remind me of someone I knew." Well, it was true, sort of. I need to get back to the present though. I can't re-write history here and lord knows if I do. I shudder to think of it. "I'm not really much of a Quidditch person."

"I see. Well, neither am I, but it doesn't appear such when you hang out with these two block-heads. I'm a Prefect and I still can't keep them in line."

"Good luck with that then."

"So what house do you think you're going to be sorted into? There is-"

"Gryffindor." I cut James off before he described everything to me. I know I appeared new, but I knew the ropes, even if I was from the future.

"Right and there also is Ravencl-"

"I'm in Gryffindor."

"Ok, how do you know?"

"I don't." I liked playing with his head. It was fun.

"Then if you don't know how do you know?"

"I don't." I laughed and said, "I'm off to the lady's room. Excuse me."