*~*Disclaimer*~* I own none of these characters. Victor Hugo is responsible for the Les Misérables characters and anyone that isn't from it is property of J. K. Rowling. This plot isn't entirely mine either since it revolves around the story of Les Misérables.

A/N: Wow it has taken me a while to do this. I saw Les Mis a few weeks ago and it was wonderful. I can't wait for the next time. Despite the fact they are in France everyone will speak English, for obvious reasons. Well onward to the chapter!

Harry Potter and the Les Misérables Adventure

Part 2

"Well, I think it would be best if you both went out to see what information you can gather to leave this place," said the headmaster. Hermione was too amazed to realize she was being sent out with her cold potion master. Snape, on the other hand, scowled knowing it was useless to argue with Albus Dumbledore. All of the sudden a bright flash appeared startling everyone in the alley.

"Hello everyone!" a mysterious girl called out. All wands were pointed at her.

"Who are you?" snarled Professor Snape. She chuckled lightly.

"My dear Severus, what makes you think you can intimidate little me? Although, it is incredibly cute, please continue," the girl said. Snape's eyes widened in surprise and it was all Dumbledore could do not to burst out with laughter. "Allow me to introduce myself, I am your friendly neighborhood fan fiction author but you can call me Sierra. It is I who brought you here for my own purposes."

"Well what are they?" asked McGonagall nervously.

"You will find out in time." With those final words, Sierra disappeared.

"Well that was enlightening," said Dumbledore, his blue eyes twinkling. "I believe it would be wise for you two go now and see what information you can gather. You two are the only ones who know anything about this place." Snape scowled and motioned for her to follow.

"Wait," Hermione said. "I have no intention to go out the in these clothes and bring anymore attention to us then needed." With that she pointed her wand at herself and transfigured her robes into a long emerald dress that was cut like many of the ladies walking on the street. It looked slightly worn and dirty; perfect for the street look she was going for. She pondered for a moment and then changed his into trousers and a shirt with a vest. Snape gave her an impatient look. "All right, that's better."

They walked out onto the street and he took her arm like the perfect gentleman. To his surprise she didn't flinch at the contact. "Where should we try first?" Snape asked. She smiled as she heard a familiar tune up ahead.

"Follow me." She led him to where a young boy was dawdling along down the street. "Excuse me but would you happened to be Gavroche?"

"It depends who's askin," he replied warily.

"Well my name is Hermione and we're kind of new here. Heard he is the person to see about anything."

"In that case, how do you do? My name's Gavroche and this here is my city, nothing you'd call up to scratch," he said smiling. "What can I do for you?"

"We need to see your friends Enjolras, Marius, and the others," Hermione told him. "And some lodgings for a large group of people would be great."

"Well you're in luck. A nice place just opened up not too far from here. Bit of a squeeze to get in though," Gavroche replied. "And I'll see about setting up a meeting with them."

"Thank you Gavroche. We really appreciate all this," she said.

"Aww! It's nothing," he said, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks. "Follow me and I'll show the new spot." He led them through a few alleyways to an old rotting fence. He carefully moved a board over and climbed through. They slid through the crack behind him, each thanking Merlin for their slender figures. "The only way in is through the window over there. I'll be back later to check on you and bring any news." They watched him go and Snape turned towards the locked door.

"I don't see a reason to use the window when we can us this," he said pointing his wand at the lock and muttering 'Alohomora'. Cautiously they pushed open the door and stepped in. It was an old abandoned clothing factory with some remaining cloths scattered around on the floor.

"This is perfect. Large enough for all of us and there's stuff to make beds with too," Hermione stated. A grunt was heard from her companion. "We should go get the rest before he comes back."

They made their way back to the alley in silence. The sight they saw was different then the one they left. Everyone had somehow transfigured his or her clothing into something more appropriate with some exceptions. Hermione flitted around making small changes. Upon seeing her satisfied look, the Headmaster called a meeting with the professors and motioned her over.

"Now will Severus and Miss Granger share the information they have gathered," he said giving the floor to them. Hermione glanced at her potions professor and began.

"It seems to us that we have been thrown into the past, but not exactly. We are in a book called Les Misérables. It is the year 1832 and we're in Paris. I believe it is around June 1st. We found a place to stay during our time here," she explained.

"Miss Granger and I will be meeting with a group of people later about the upcoming battle and see if we can-," Professor Snape added before someone cleared their throat. The staff abruptly turned around to face the source of the sound.

"Sev, how nice to see you again," Sierra said smiling sweetly. He scowled and she rolled her eyes at him.

"I don't suppose you've come to send us back," he spat.

"No but if you ask really nicely I'll tell you how," she told him oblivious to his biting remarks. Snape glanced at the Headmaster who nodded.

"Will you please tell me how to get us home?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Sorry not nice enough to warrant that kind of information but since you did say please I will say this. Let no one fall at the barricade." And she vanished while blowing him a kiss.

"Let us relocate to somewhat of a more permanent location," said Dumbledore, eyes twinkling merrily.

**Meanwhile in a small café**

Gavroche stepped inside the café and headed over to his friends in the corner. They were discussing a plan of attack on the National Guard.

"What's the matter Gavroche? Do you have any news for us?" Enjolras asked when he saw the boy walking towards them.

"Well a girl was looking for me today. Said she just got in town and needed a place for her group of people to stay. She wanted to meet with you guys too," he explained.

"Who are they? Where did you take them?"

"Her name's Hermione and she had an English accent. They are staying at the old usine qui vêt," he said neglecting to tell them about her mysterious companion.

"I don't know about this. It seems suspicious to me," Enjolras said looking to his friends for advice.

"What harm could it do to talk with them? We can atleast go with Gavroche to check them out first and then decide," said Marius. The others nodded.

"Oh all right. We'll go see them."

TBC

A/N: Thanks to my two wonderful readers. I've decided not quite to have a SS/HG pairing in this story. I will have the beginnings of one though. To make up for this I will be creating a sequel that they will get together, I promise. Oh and usine qui vêt means clothing factory. I got it from an online translator so I don't know if it's correct. Keep reading and reviewing!

Gorgegirl: My first reviewer! I have been reading Home Sweet Home and I love it! Keep writing!

FairLady: Of course I'll keep writing this! It's kinda my second baby. Unfortunately the first was taken off ff.net on Oct. 12th. Les Misérables is my obsession lately. I'm doing the spotlight for our school's production of it! Hopefully I will still have time to write.