A/N: *sings* love me, love me, say that you love me, leave me, leave me,
just say that you need me.. *stops singing* AHH!! You DON'T hate me!! OMG!!
OMG!! I FEEL SO..... Honored..
Err, where was I? Oh, yes: first off, I want to apologize again for my extreme lack of updates. The time I have spent NOT updating this fic is a very shameful amount, and I am ashamed to say that I am ashamed. I do not deserve to live. *sobs and hides face in shame whilst preparing for first day of school* *hates school* *with a passion* 0_O let's form a mob and hunt down whomever it was that invented school! AND YOU AREN'T BOWING ON BENDED KNEE TO THE SPIFFY MEEPER! *realizes Reviewers are cramped* oh, yeah, cage... I forgot...
AAAAAAAND a special thank-you to - to those who were fast enough to catch chap.22 before I posted this one! MUAHA! Honolulu ((you still think this is interesting - oh, SOB!! I think Hermy might be a bit pissed... *hugs*)) Zeriae ((so sorry it was so short - but I'm glad I made you happy! XD)) tigerkat1000 ((I'm so sorry! SORRY! I am, I truly hope I haven't offended you! *cower*)) Uozumi ((*pounces* I LOVE YOU!! I FEEL SO HAPPY-HAPPY-JOY- JOY THAT YOU'RE READING!! AND DIDN'T ABANDON THIS FICLET!! AHHHHH! *is sobbing in happiness to much to stuff brownies, cookies, and cakes in Uozumi's mouth* *settles for handing them to her instead* THANK YOU!!!!!)) Laerai ((ooh, you think my theories are well thought out? *is flattered beyond all belief* wowie! That's more than my teachers give me! my HERO!! *tackles*)) Goddess of Reviews ((you're STILL HERE!! Wee! After Hermy's done pissing at the marauders, I'll get my coupling on track V.V geeze, it's taking me long enough, isn't it? twenty-three chapters and the only romance has been a small snog in a dream that was despised anyway. ^_^0 ahh, I am annoying myself, tho... *hugs*)) Lady Prongs ((WEE! Yay! Somebody else looking forward to scary-mode-Hermy!! XD let's just say that I feel sorry for Sirius. Let's all take a moment to feel sorry for Sirius. *takes a moment to feel sorry for Sirius* YAAAAY! You even said "until next time" Oh, YAY! *hugs*)) nunnya buiznes ((updating... AHH! Somebody else to review mah story! SOMEBODY NEW LYYYRVES IT! FWEE!!)) Moon Fairy2 ((yup! ^_^ go Hermy!! She's got a will of steel... ah... I'll have to fix that... maybe have Sirius-chan melt it down a bit, brake her heart a few times, fall in love with her, kiss on her, then forget all about her when she goes to the future again... BUT DOES HE? Will I even get her back? I've got a vague plan, but it really doesn't work if the readers are paying attention... *looks over review-response* meep. I was musing! MY STUPID MUSES ARE BREAKING FREEEEE!! So sorry. I am scaring you, ne?)) The Spiffy Meeper ((AAAAAHHHHH!! MAH HEEEEEEEEERROOOOOOOOOO!!!!! *hugs, cookies, cakes, and angel food cake* you have, like, NO idea how much I LURVE you to DEATH!!)) Adel ((FWEE! Peace out seeya on the flip side!)) Becki ((ooh, really? You think so? Goody!! ^_^" lol)) A.L. Lorraine ((yup, but she hasn't told by choice. ~_~ poor gurl. She won't remember at first, though.)) funki-mage ((ohh, you're so nice *sniffles* not holding it against me.. you are just so nice. . . *sob*)) anybody else I missed, thank you!!
Sorry that this chapter is so short....
*puts all reviewers in new cage* *this one has pillows!* *locks cage anyway*
ENOUGH BLABBER!! New chappy!!
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The first thing Our Heroine felt, as she swam back to the World of the Living, was one major pounding headache. Next was a terribly dry and sore throat, followed by the aching of every muscle.
In short, she had no desire to wake up.
Groaning slightly, she gave up on any more painless sleep and forced her eyes open.
It was dark out - she lay in a bed, with the hangings cracked open slightly so that moonlight spilled across her face.
Slowly, so as not to make her thumping head thump even more, she sat up and looked around dizzily.
Feeling a sudden bout of sickness in the back of her throat, she made a funny noise and found a bathroom rather closely, making good use of the toilet as she emptied her stomach's contents.
NOW her throat and head and stomach hurt even MORE, and she felt very grumpy about this.
"You done?" asked a semi-tired sounding voice. Hermione spun around but fell backwards as she was still very dizzy. Four boys stood there, looking over her - one, with black hair falling in his eyes, came over and gently picked her up.
They were talking in whispers - all four boys. She caught her name every now and then, but after a while she stopped trying to figure out who they were and let the one holding her carry her out and down the halls, finally coming to a halt in a semi-lit hospital wing.
"Madame Pomfrey?" the boy called.
He sounded familiar. Extremely familiar. Sounded almost like... Sirius Black...
Here is where it all came crashing back, piece by piece. Head already pained as it was, Our Heroine didn't register these memories until the pain had dulled a bit. She realized she'd been crying silently, for some time now.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!?" Roared a voice, snapping like a whip through Hermione's brain and causing white hot lights to erupt before her eyes. The pain wasn't lessened when somebody else snatched her out of Sirius's arms and put her on a bed, berating him while he argued back.
Eventually, everything quieted, and Hermione swallowed a potion with difficulty.
Sighing, she fell asleep almost immediately.
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When Our Heroine woke up, the only sort of pain she felt was a dull throb in her temples, and sore muscles. Slowly, she turned her head and saw Madame Pomfrey, grumbling to herself as she set a girl's broken wrist. When that was done, she turned and saw Hermione awake.
"Hello, dear." She said kindly (and quietly) coming over. "Are you hungry? You've been out for quite a few days, now..."
Our Heroine tried to say something like "yes, please" or "no, thank you" but the only sound she made was a dry squeak - her throat was dry, and sore when she tried to swallow.
"Ah, I understand," Pomfrey said, and bustled a bit before helping Hermione to sit up and swallow a small vial of something that did two things:
First, it made her throat feel better, her head stop hurting, and her muscles relax.
Second, the vial reminded her of something. She tried to remember...
"You somehow ingested a bunch of different poisons," Pomfrey told her briskly. "I'd like to question you on how this came to be, but your memory of the past few days will be a bit fuzzy. Get some food, and sleep, and you ought to remember everything by tomorrow.
"Okay," Hermione decided, testing her voice.
Pomfrey went off to get some food, and while she was away, Lily came with Carrie and sat by Hermione's bedside tearfully.
"Oh, Hermy," she sniffed, "I was so worried, you know? You've been sleeping nonstop for almost a week now, you know? Even Dumbledore came to check up on you and talk to Madame Pomfrey, you know? And I've been trying to chase away those, those, those marauders, but they insist on seeing you too, you know? Oh, Herms, I'm so glad you're awake!"
And she leapt forward, embracing Our Heroine tightly.
Carrie just settled back, not seeming to care either way, and rather bored- looking.
"I can't remember what happened," Hermione gasped out. "Pomfrey says my memory will be fuzzy for a while, though.."
"Yeah. You swallowed a whole bunch of poisons, you know? Oh, Herms, you know that suicide is not the answer, you know?" Lily's eyes once again brimmed with tears, which fell down her cheeks.
"W-what? Suicide? No, wait, Lily, you must be mistaken, I would never.."
"You can't remember, remember?" Lily sniffled. "oh, MIONE!!" she leapt and hugged Our Heroine tightly again.
Hermione, however, frowned in a troubled sort of way. No.. no, she wouldn't have..
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The next morning, when Our Heroine woke up, she gazed at the ceiling blankly before remembering everything that had happened.
For a moment, she stayed in a sort of shock, unsure as to how she should react.
Finally, anger took over, and Madame Pomfrey was the first to see her awake.
First to see her half dressed and slamming through the doors with murderous thoughts, too.
"GRANGER! GET BACK HERE, YOU ARE NOT WELL!!" Pomfrey cried, and shot out after her.
She needn't have, however, as Hermione had run straight into Dumbledore.
"Ah, Miss Granger. Glad to see you up and about," he told her cheerfully, steering her protestingly back into the hospital wing and into her still- warm bed.
"Professor," she sputtered. "Let me go! I'm going to kill them!" she added, in case he wanted to know why she had just tried to run out of the hospital half-dressed.
"Who?"
"THE MARAUDERS! THEY FED ME FAULTY VERITASERUM, MADE ME SICK, COULD HAVE *KILLED* ME, AND I'M NOW GOING TO *KILL* THEM!!!"
"And what did they ask?" the bearded man asked mildly, as though asking about the weather.
"About where I was from and when I was born and stuff," she replied, still trying to get out and do some killing. "LET ME GO!"
"Ah, but now they know," he replied. "They're dead-loyal, don't you know? They've done you a favor... you could find some close friends in those four boys."
"Never!" Hermione gasped, staring at him.
"Now, now. I shall deal with the boys and their illegal potion-making shortly. But we have things to discuss. Important matters, concerning yourself."
Our Heroine slowly calmed down, and stopped trying to get up. "Have. . . Have you found a way. . .?"
"Not yet," the old Professor murmured, stroking his beard. "Not quite yet. But, apparently, the me from you time has found a way to send things back in time, using a special time-turner from the ministry. This timeturner hasn't been invented here, and each trip it makes back in time, it'll appear right back in you time. Strange, I was told in a letter from myself not to ponder it, so I won't. anyway, here," Dumbledore handed Hermione a small box.
"What?" she asked softly.
"Letters from your friends," he told her quietly. "I am still trying to find a way to send you forward, and now that things - not living things, I am told to understand - can be sent back and forth, you'll be back home in no time."
"T... thank you," Hermione squeaked.
Dumbledore smiled and opened his mouth as though to say more, but shut it again, and got up to leave. "Poppy," he said with a mild smile, "when miss Granger wishes, let her leave. She has an excuse to leave classes the rest of the day, and she has all weekend to make up her missed work."
That said, he turned and disappeared. Pomfrey looked as though she thought he was ludicrous, but sniffed airily, glanced at Hermione, and turned to tend to a crying boy that had just come in covered in blood.
Err, where was I? Oh, yes: first off, I want to apologize again for my extreme lack of updates. The time I have spent NOT updating this fic is a very shameful amount, and I am ashamed to say that I am ashamed. I do not deserve to live. *sobs and hides face in shame whilst preparing for first day of school* *hates school* *with a passion* 0_O let's form a mob and hunt down whomever it was that invented school! AND YOU AREN'T BOWING ON BENDED KNEE TO THE SPIFFY MEEPER! *realizes Reviewers are cramped* oh, yeah, cage... I forgot...
AAAAAAAND a special thank-you to - to those who were fast enough to catch chap.22 before I posted this one! MUAHA! Honolulu ((you still think this is interesting - oh, SOB!! I think Hermy might be a bit pissed... *hugs*)) Zeriae ((so sorry it was so short - but I'm glad I made you happy! XD)) tigerkat1000 ((I'm so sorry! SORRY! I am, I truly hope I haven't offended you! *cower*)) Uozumi ((*pounces* I LOVE YOU!! I FEEL SO HAPPY-HAPPY-JOY- JOY THAT YOU'RE READING!! AND DIDN'T ABANDON THIS FICLET!! AHHHHH! *is sobbing in happiness to much to stuff brownies, cookies, and cakes in Uozumi's mouth* *settles for handing them to her instead* THANK YOU!!!!!)) Laerai ((ooh, you think my theories are well thought out? *is flattered beyond all belief* wowie! That's more than my teachers give me! my HERO!! *tackles*)) Goddess of Reviews ((you're STILL HERE!! Wee! After Hermy's done pissing at the marauders, I'll get my coupling on track V.V geeze, it's taking me long enough, isn't it? twenty-three chapters and the only romance has been a small snog in a dream that was despised anyway. ^_^0 ahh, I am annoying myself, tho... *hugs*)) Lady Prongs ((WEE! Yay! Somebody else looking forward to scary-mode-Hermy!! XD let's just say that I feel sorry for Sirius. Let's all take a moment to feel sorry for Sirius. *takes a moment to feel sorry for Sirius* YAAAAY! You even said "until next time" Oh, YAY! *hugs*)) nunnya buiznes ((updating... AHH! Somebody else to review mah story! SOMEBODY NEW LYYYRVES IT! FWEE!!)) Moon Fairy2 ((yup! ^_^ go Hermy!! She's got a will of steel... ah... I'll have to fix that... maybe have Sirius-chan melt it down a bit, brake her heart a few times, fall in love with her, kiss on her, then forget all about her when she goes to the future again... BUT DOES HE? Will I even get her back? I've got a vague plan, but it really doesn't work if the readers are paying attention... *looks over review-response* meep. I was musing! MY STUPID MUSES ARE BREAKING FREEEEE!! So sorry. I am scaring you, ne?)) The Spiffy Meeper ((AAAAAHHHHH!! MAH HEEEEEEEEERROOOOOOOOOO!!!!! *hugs, cookies, cakes, and angel food cake* you have, like, NO idea how much I LURVE you to DEATH!!)) Adel ((FWEE! Peace out seeya on the flip side!)) Becki ((ooh, really? You think so? Goody!! ^_^" lol)) A.L. Lorraine ((yup, but she hasn't told by choice. ~_~ poor gurl. She won't remember at first, though.)) funki-mage ((ohh, you're so nice *sniffles* not holding it against me.. you are just so nice. . . *sob*)) anybody else I missed, thank you!!
Sorry that this chapter is so short....
*puts all reviewers in new cage* *this one has pillows!* *locks cage anyway*
ENOUGH BLABBER!! New chappy!!
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The first thing Our Heroine felt, as she swam back to the World of the Living, was one major pounding headache. Next was a terribly dry and sore throat, followed by the aching of every muscle.
In short, she had no desire to wake up.
Groaning slightly, she gave up on any more painless sleep and forced her eyes open.
It was dark out - she lay in a bed, with the hangings cracked open slightly so that moonlight spilled across her face.
Slowly, so as not to make her thumping head thump even more, she sat up and looked around dizzily.
Feeling a sudden bout of sickness in the back of her throat, she made a funny noise and found a bathroom rather closely, making good use of the toilet as she emptied her stomach's contents.
NOW her throat and head and stomach hurt even MORE, and she felt very grumpy about this.
"You done?" asked a semi-tired sounding voice. Hermione spun around but fell backwards as she was still very dizzy. Four boys stood there, looking over her - one, with black hair falling in his eyes, came over and gently picked her up.
They were talking in whispers - all four boys. She caught her name every now and then, but after a while she stopped trying to figure out who they were and let the one holding her carry her out and down the halls, finally coming to a halt in a semi-lit hospital wing.
"Madame Pomfrey?" the boy called.
He sounded familiar. Extremely familiar. Sounded almost like... Sirius Black...
Here is where it all came crashing back, piece by piece. Head already pained as it was, Our Heroine didn't register these memories until the pain had dulled a bit. She realized she'd been crying silently, for some time now.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!?" Roared a voice, snapping like a whip through Hermione's brain and causing white hot lights to erupt before her eyes. The pain wasn't lessened when somebody else snatched her out of Sirius's arms and put her on a bed, berating him while he argued back.
Eventually, everything quieted, and Hermione swallowed a potion with difficulty.
Sighing, she fell asleep almost immediately.
.
When Our Heroine woke up, the only sort of pain she felt was a dull throb in her temples, and sore muscles. Slowly, she turned her head and saw Madame Pomfrey, grumbling to herself as she set a girl's broken wrist. When that was done, she turned and saw Hermione awake.
"Hello, dear." She said kindly (and quietly) coming over. "Are you hungry? You've been out for quite a few days, now..."
Our Heroine tried to say something like "yes, please" or "no, thank you" but the only sound she made was a dry squeak - her throat was dry, and sore when she tried to swallow.
"Ah, I understand," Pomfrey said, and bustled a bit before helping Hermione to sit up and swallow a small vial of something that did two things:
First, it made her throat feel better, her head stop hurting, and her muscles relax.
Second, the vial reminded her of something. She tried to remember...
"You somehow ingested a bunch of different poisons," Pomfrey told her briskly. "I'd like to question you on how this came to be, but your memory of the past few days will be a bit fuzzy. Get some food, and sleep, and you ought to remember everything by tomorrow.
"Okay," Hermione decided, testing her voice.
Pomfrey went off to get some food, and while she was away, Lily came with Carrie and sat by Hermione's bedside tearfully.
"Oh, Hermy," she sniffed, "I was so worried, you know? You've been sleeping nonstop for almost a week now, you know? Even Dumbledore came to check up on you and talk to Madame Pomfrey, you know? And I've been trying to chase away those, those, those marauders, but they insist on seeing you too, you know? Oh, Herms, I'm so glad you're awake!"
And she leapt forward, embracing Our Heroine tightly.
Carrie just settled back, not seeming to care either way, and rather bored- looking.
"I can't remember what happened," Hermione gasped out. "Pomfrey says my memory will be fuzzy for a while, though.."
"Yeah. You swallowed a whole bunch of poisons, you know? Oh, Herms, you know that suicide is not the answer, you know?" Lily's eyes once again brimmed with tears, which fell down her cheeks.
"W-what? Suicide? No, wait, Lily, you must be mistaken, I would never.."
"You can't remember, remember?" Lily sniffled. "oh, MIONE!!" she leapt and hugged Our Heroine tightly again.
Hermione, however, frowned in a troubled sort of way. No.. no, she wouldn't have..
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The next morning, when Our Heroine woke up, she gazed at the ceiling blankly before remembering everything that had happened.
For a moment, she stayed in a sort of shock, unsure as to how she should react.
Finally, anger took over, and Madame Pomfrey was the first to see her awake.
First to see her half dressed and slamming through the doors with murderous thoughts, too.
"GRANGER! GET BACK HERE, YOU ARE NOT WELL!!" Pomfrey cried, and shot out after her.
She needn't have, however, as Hermione had run straight into Dumbledore.
"Ah, Miss Granger. Glad to see you up and about," he told her cheerfully, steering her protestingly back into the hospital wing and into her still- warm bed.
"Professor," she sputtered. "Let me go! I'm going to kill them!" she added, in case he wanted to know why she had just tried to run out of the hospital half-dressed.
"Who?"
"THE MARAUDERS! THEY FED ME FAULTY VERITASERUM, MADE ME SICK, COULD HAVE *KILLED* ME, AND I'M NOW GOING TO *KILL* THEM!!!"
"And what did they ask?" the bearded man asked mildly, as though asking about the weather.
"About where I was from and when I was born and stuff," she replied, still trying to get out and do some killing. "LET ME GO!"
"Ah, but now they know," he replied. "They're dead-loyal, don't you know? They've done you a favor... you could find some close friends in those four boys."
"Never!" Hermione gasped, staring at him.
"Now, now. I shall deal with the boys and their illegal potion-making shortly. But we have things to discuss. Important matters, concerning yourself."
Our Heroine slowly calmed down, and stopped trying to get up. "Have. . . Have you found a way. . .?"
"Not yet," the old Professor murmured, stroking his beard. "Not quite yet. But, apparently, the me from you time has found a way to send things back in time, using a special time-turner from the ministry. This timeturner hasn't been invented here, and each trip it makes back in time, it'll appear right back in you time. Strange, I was told in a letter from myself not to ponder it, so I won't. anyway, here," Dumbledore handed Hermione a small box.
"What?" she asked softly.
"Letters from your friends," he told her quietly. "I am still trying to find a way to send you forward, and now that things - not living things, I am told to understand - can be sent back and forth, you'll be back home in no time."
"T... thank you," Hermione squeaked.
Dumbledore smiled and opened his mouth as though to say more, but shut it again, and got up to leave. "Poppy," he said with a mild smile, "when miss Granger wishes, let her leave. She has an excuse to leave classes the rest of the day, and she has all weekend to make up her missed work."
That said, he turned and disappeared. Pomfrey looked as though she thought he was ludicrous, but sniffed airily, glanced at Hermione, and turned to tend to a crying boy that had just come in covered in blood.