Disclaimer: In case you didn't know, I am not J.K. Rowling and don't own
these characters or anything. In fact, if I were J.K. Rowling, I would be
writing the sixth book right now, at 6:30 AM.
A/N: See, everyone! I am a dedicated author. I am writing this fic at 6:30 AM for you! Actually, just typing it. I wrote it last night at 11 PM, but the computer was off, so here I am now. Actually, I am only awake because my swim practice is canceled. Too bad.NOT! Thanks to my reviewers, who I will note at the bottom! I love you all!
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October 1, 1976, Bench by the lake
Dear Journal,
Guess what??? Well, another bizarre thing happened to me today! I went to Professor Dumbledore right when Madame Pomphery let me leave the hospital wing. At least I didn't tell anyone my name, that's all I am thankful for!
So, the reason why I can't tell people my name is the same reason that Harry was pretending to be James. That reason is Hermione Granger doesn't exist in 1976, and either does Harry Potter. James Potter does. I really don't want to be here, though. I mean, I am chumming around with my best friend's parents, sounds okay, right? Well, add in one future professor, one future lying, betraying Death Eater, and one future Azkaban prisoner/dead man, and then is still all right? No, but I can't even go back.
I am currently stuck here, 20 years before my normal life. I am starting to become angry with whoever put there hand on my shoulder. I mean, I wouldn't have fallen without that. Yeah, but the reason I can't go back is because I lost my Time Turner. I was just at the Quidditch pitch and I looked everywhere, but it's GONE!!! I hope I find it soon, though, because I have a feeling I will be seeing a lot more of the Marauders.
Tonight is my Sorting Ceremony, but I am pretty sure that I will be in Gryffindor, with Harry's mum and dad and the whole crew. I mean, I can't have changed enough to go to a different house, right?
I have to go, but before I forget, I need to write that my new name for 1976 is Heather Danger. It's not too much Hermione Granger, so I think that it's okay. I've got to head back now! Bye!
~ "Heather" the shocked
October 1, 1976, House table
Dear Journal,
Right now, I am sitting at the far end of the Slytherin table, all by myself, which is okay with me. I just had my turn with the Sorting Hat. He knew I was a Time Traveler, but he neglected to put me in Gryffindor. He neglected to notice my brave qualities and things that put me in Gryffindor the last time. This time, he noticed things that I have never known. This is what he said:
"Hmm, a Time Traveler. If I am correct, it's Hermione Granger, hmm? Yes, yes. Well, it seems that you have cunning, you're intelligent, and it's nice to see one of those for a Pureblood. You'll bring real credit to them. Hmm, yes, this will do just nicely. It will have to be.SLYTHERIN!"
I mean, this is bad. I don't think I can handle even five minutes in the common room, the Serpent's Den. I'm not a "Serpent", I am a Gryffindor. This is not good, not good at all. Do you know who is in Slytherin? Well, Lucius Malfoy and Evan Rosier are both 7th years. In sixth year, there is Narcissa Black, Geoffrey Goyle, Patrick Crabbe, Cordelia Lestrange, and Severus Snape. Then, there are a few other people in lower years, such as Bellatrix Black, Cordelia's cousins, and Bartimus Crouch Jr. Do you see what I am up against? I really don't want to be here. Sure, I am away from the Marauders so I can't spill the secrets, but wouldn't it be better to spill the secrets to the light rather than the dark?
Okay, well, I need to go; someone is actually coming to talk to me.great! Now I can have a new future Death Eater best friend! Yay!
~Heather the seriously sarcastic
October 1, 1976, New rooms
Dear Journal,
To the average Gryffindor, Professor Chamberlain would seem ten times worse than Snape. To the average Slytherin, she is ten times better. She apparently has taken a liking to me or something. I'm guessing, after observing the Slytherins at meal time and hearing what the hat had to say about them, I'm one of the only gifted, sensible people in the whole house. I guess that she had observed me at meal time and noticed that I didn't really "mesh" well with the other sixth year girls, so she gave me a private dormitory. I am really thankful for that. It seems my only friends here, if they are even my friends, are professors. Or future professors.
Professor Snape was the person who approached me at dinner. He came to sit by me when he had noticed that I was alone. Well, it was really a funny conversation, so I will try my best to document it.
Snape: Hello, Miss.
Me: Danger, Heather Danger. Hello, to you, too. And you are?
Snape: Severus Snape. I just noticed you sitting here alone and I thought you might enjoy a bit of company. Would it be alright if I sat here (he gestures to the seat across from me as he was on the other side of the table)
Me: Certainly, Mr. Snape. But I must wonder how you just noticed my presence when I have been sitting in this very spot for fifteen minutes now? (Then, I did something I never do.I giggled!!!)
Snape: Well, I have an explanation for that, but please, first I must ask that you call me Severus. Now then, I had known of your presence for several minutes, Miss Danger, but I could not come over to make your acquaintance until I had finished an Arithmancy problem.
Me: Are you serious? (At this point, I was laughing harder than I can ever remember doing so. He had wanted to meet me but had to finish homework first! This was funny!)
Snape: Yes, Miss Danger, I am very serious. I am sorry that school is not important to you, but it is to me, and.
Me: (I had to cut him off here. I just laughed at him like Ron always laughed at me.) First of all, please call me Heather. Second of all, school is very important to me, not that you would know. Third, why do you do your homework at meals?
Snape: I don't. (We were in a full out fight now, even though I had definitely softened my tone for the last few sentences I had spoken. He however, was glaring and growling at me.) I, Miss Danger, do other students homework at meals. I am a victim of bullying. I am weak. I wasn't allowed to come here until I finished. And, (he glared even more) I was coming here to warn you of them. They are bad people, Miss Danger, and they, Lucius Malfoy in particular, are lusting after you!
Me: Well, thanks very much for your ever so kind warning, Mr. Snape, (I was mad now) but I can handle myself.
After that, I grabbed my things and slipped out of the hall with a few others who had finished their meals.
For a while, I sat unnoticed in the Entrance Hall. Then, the Marauders and Lily came out of the Great Hall. It was a funny site. James calling after Lily, with Sirius calling things like, "Come on, Lils, give him a chance!" Peter was hovering after them, and Remus strolling along behind, deeply engrossed in a book. Or that's what I thought.
He waited until the rest had past, then he snapped the book shut and came to rest on the bench. He introduced himself and asked me what had happened with Snape. I told him the whole story, and he was so sweet. He told me that he was a prefect and would be happy to escort me as far as my common room. He knew where it was, too, which was probably due to many pranks and spying attempts made on Snape. I thanked him for his generosity, and he bid me good-night. Thank goodness that Professor Chamberlain showed up just a moment after Remus had gone and brought me straight to my rooms. I don't think that I was ready for the Serpent's Den just yet!
Well, faithful journal, I am heading to bed. I am hoping to find my Time Turner soon, but one never knows! I will add more tomorrow, which I am sure can't get any worse than today!
~Heather the overwhelmed
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Thanks to all of my wonderful reviewers, I love you! Thank you, PottersGirl5990, stormyweather457, and BookWorm88330! You are the best, and this chapter is dedicated to you!
Thank you again for your time, and please review again. If you are new to the story, please review, too. I really become motivated by your reviews. Without them, I lay around all day reading other peoples fics.
~CrazySwimmer
A/N: See, everyone! I am a dedicated author. I am writing this fic at 6:30 AM for you! Actually, just typing it. I wrote it last night at 11 PM, but the computer was off, so here I am now. Actually, I am only awake because my swim practice is canceled. Too bad.NOT! Thanks to my reviewers, who I will note at the bottom! I love you all!
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October 1, 1976, Bench by the lake
Dear Journal,
Guess what??? Well, another bizarre thing happened to me today! I went to Professor Dumbledore right when Madame Pomphery let me leave the hospital wing. At least I didn't tell anyone my name, that's all I am thankful for!
So, the reason why I can't tell people my name is the same reason that Harry was pretending to be James. That reason is Hermione Granger doesn't exist in 1976, and either does Harry Potter. James Potter does. I really don't want to be here, though. I mean, I am chumming around with my best friend's parents, sounds okay, right? Well, add in one future professor, one future lying, betraying Death Eater, and one future Azkaban prisoner/dead man, and then is still all right? No, but I can't even go back.
I am currently stuck here, 20 years before my normal life. I am starting to become angry with whoever put there hand on my shoulder. I mean, I wouldn't have fallen without that. Yeah, but the reason I can't go back is because I lost my Time Turner. I was just at the Quidditch pitch and I looked everywhere, but it's GONE!!! I hope I find it soon, though, because I have a feeling I will be seeing a lot more of the Marauders.
Tonight is my Sorting Ceremony, but I am pretty sure that I will be in Gryffindor, with Harry's mum and dad and the whole crew. I mean, I can't have changed enough to go to a different house, right?
I have to go, but before I forget, I need to write that my new name for 1976 is Heather Danger. It's not too much Hermione Granger, so I think that it's okay. I've got to head back now! Bye!
~ "Heather" the shocked
October 1, 1976, House table
Dear Journal,
Right now, I am sitting at the far end of the Slytherin table, all by myself, which is okay with me. I just had my turn with the Sorting Hat. He knew I was a Time Traveler, but he neglected to put me in Gryffindor. He neglected to notice my brave qualities and things that put me in Gryffindor the last time. This time, he noticed things that I have never known. This is what he said:
"Hmm, a Time Traveler. If I am correct, it's Hermione Granger, hmm? Yes, yes. Well, it seems that you have cunning, you're intelligent, and it's nice to see one of those for a Pureblood. You'll bring real credit to them. Hmm, yes, this will do just nicely. It will have to be.SLYTHERIN!"
I mean, this is bad. I don't think I can handle even five minutes in the common room, the Serpent's Den. I'm not a "Serpent", I am a Gryffindor. This is not good, not good at all. Do you know who is in Slytherin? Well, Lucius Malfoy and Evan Rosier are both 7th years. In sixth year, there is Narcissa Black, Geoffrey Goyle, Patrick Crabbe, Cordelia Lestrange, and Severus Snape. Then, there are a few other people in lower years, such as Bellatrix Black, Cordelia's cousins, and Bartimus Crouch Jr. Do you see what I am up against? I really don't want to be here. Sure, I am away from the Marauders so I can't spill the secrets, but wouldn't it be better to spill the secrets to the light rather than the dark?
Okay, well, I need to go; someone is actually coming to talk to me.great! Now I can have a new future Death Eater best friend! Yay!
~Heather the seriously sarcastic
October 1, 1976, New rooms
Dear Journal,
To the average Gryffindor, Professor Chamberlain would seem ten times worse than Snape. To the average Slytherin, she is ten times better. She apparently has taken a liking to me or something. I'm guessing, after observing the Slytherins at meal time and hearing what the hat had to say about them, I'm one of the only gifted, sensible people in the whole house. I guess that she had observed me at meal time and noticed that I didn't really "mesh" well with the other sixth year girls, so she gave me a private dormitory. I am really thankful for that. It seems my only friends here, if they are even my friends, are professors. Or future professors.
Professor Snape was the person who approached me at dinner. He came to sit by me when he had noticed that I was alone. Well, it was really a funny conversation, so I will try my best to document it.
Snape: Hello, Miss.
Me: Danger, Heather Danger. Hello, to you, too. And you are?
Snape: Severus Snape. I just noticed you sitting here alone and I thought you might enjoy a bit of company. Would it be alright if I sat here (he gestures to the seat across from me as he was on the other side of the table)
Me: Certainly, Mr. Snape. But I must wonder how you just noticed my presence when I have been sitting in this very spot for fifteen minutes now? (Then, I did something I never do.I giggled!!!)
Snape: Well, I have an explanation for that, but please, first I must ask that you call me Severus. Now then, I had known of your presence for several minutes, Miss Danger, but I could not come over to make your acquaintance until I had finished an Arithmancy problem.
Me: Are you serious? (At this point, I was laughing harder than I can ever remember doing so. He had wanted to meet me but had to finish homework first! This was funny!)
Snape: Yes, Miss Danger, I am very serious. I am sorry that school is not important to you, but it is to me, and.
Me: (I had to cut him off here. I just laughed at him like Ron always laughed at me.) First of all, please call me Heather. Second of all, school is very important to me, not that you would know. Third, why do you do your homework at meals?
Snape: I don't. (We were in a full out fight now, even though I had definitely softened my tone for the last few sentences I had spoken. He however, was glaring and growling at me.) I, Miss Danger, do other students homework at meals. I am a victim of bullying. I am weak. I wasn't allowed to come here until I finished. And, (he glared even more) I was coming here to warn you of them. They are bad people, Miss Danger, and they, Lucius Malfoy in particular, are lusting after you!
Me: Well, thanks very much for your ever so kind warning, Mr. Snape, (I was mad now) but I can handle myself.
After that, I grabbed my things and slipped out of the hall with a few others who had finished their meals.
For a while, I sat unnoticed in the Entrance Hall. Then, the Marauders and Lily came out of the Great Hall. It was a funny site. James calling after Lily, with Sirius calling things like, "Come on, Lils, give him a chance!" Peter was hovering after them, and Remus strolling along behind, deeply engrossed in a book. Or that's what I thought.
He waited until the rest had past, then he snapped the book shut and came to rest on the bench. He introduced himself and asked me what had happened with Snape. I told him the whole story, and he was so sweet. He told me that he was a prefect and would be happy to escort me as far as my common room. He knew where it was, too, which was probably due to many pranks and spying attempts made on Snape. I thanked him for his generosity, and he bid me good-night. Thank goodness that Professor Chamberlain showed up just a moment after Remus had gone and brought me straight to my rooms. I don't think that I was ready for the Serpent's Den just yet!
Well, faithful journal, I am heading to bed. I am hoping to find my Time Turner soon, but one never knows! I will add more tomorrow, which I am sure can't get any worse than today!
~Heather the overwhelmed
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Thanks to all of my wonderful reviewers, I love you! Thank you, PottersGirl5990, stormyweather457, and BookWorm88330! You are the best, and this chapter is dedicated to you!
Thank you again for your time, and please review again. If you are new to the story, please review, too. I really become motivated by your reviews. Without them, I lay around all day reading other peoples fics.
~CrazySwimmer