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Ron and Harry ran up the stairs to Dumbledore's office. All they were told was it had something to do with Hermione's time travel.
"Professor, what is it?" Harry asked as he barged in the door, "Professor McGonagall said it had something to do with Hermione!"
Dumbledore just took his eyes off what he was reading and looked at Harry and Ron. Both Harry and Ron decided to sit down now.
"There was a bit of a mix up during Hermione's Time travel, she forgot a letter in the spell. Now I'm afraid she is in an entirely different world."
"A different world? It can't be that different!" Ron explained.
"Oh! But it is Mr. Weasley. Not only is Harry a Slytherin in that world, but Mr. Malfoy is a Gryffindor, and he has the scar!"
Harry's eyes widened at this thought. A Gryffindor Malfoy? Was it even possible? And him, a Slytherin? No way!
"What can we do Professor?" Harry asked.
"Nothing but hope for the best Harry. Mr. Weasley, go write to your mother and tell her, but don't tell Mr. and Mrs. Grainger.
"Yes Professor." Ron replied as he left Dumbledore's office.
"And me Professor? Harry asked.
"You shall stay out of it. This is Hermione's mistake and there is nothing we can do."
"We can't just leave her there."
"We won't, she'll come back. I hope!"
*End Real World* *Return to Other World*
Hermione woke up from her dream. Again, for the 5th night in a row, she had dreamt about Draco Malfoy walking hand-in-hand with her. But the Draco in her dreams wasn't the same Draco as in her world. It wasn't till she washed off her face in the bathroom that she remembered that she was in a different time.
"I wonder what Malfoy was talking about this morning…" Hermione asked herself as she bumped into Draco again.
"Hermione, you should watch where you going." Draco stated as he broke out into laughter. Not the evil laughter but a friendly laughter.
It wasn't until Hermione actually look at Draco that she noticed he was soaking wet and had a towel rapped around him.
"Did I interrupt your shower Draco?" Hermione asked.
"Not at all Hermione, I was just drying off when you came in!" Draco explained as his face turned red.
"Well, you didn't do a very good job!" Hermione explained before wondering why she was talking to a Malfoy like this, "Umm… I've got to go talk to Professor Dumbledore. I'll see you around." Hermione stated as she dashed out of the bathroom and got changed into her school robes. Hermione could still hear through the door and what Draco was saying.
"Well, my prayer didn't work. Why can't I just tell her how I feel? I mean, is it that hard? She probably saw my face go all red when she mentioned me in the shower." Draco banged on the counter with his fist, "WHY GOD! Why curse me with such a beautiful creature?"
Hermione, although thinking it was sweet, thought how the old Draco was. This couldn't be a ploy. Draco would never speak like that.
'I'll go to Breakfast first. Maybe talk to Dumbledore there.'
Hermione walked out of the Common Room and into the hall where she walked, alone, to the Great Hall.
"Welcome everyone, to your first day at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. Those of you who did not get your time-tables should see Professor Dumbledore after breakfast." Professor McGonagall explained as she sat down in the Headmaster's chair in the center of the table, "Enjoy your breakfast!"
Hermione walked up to the Great table, although this was highly unusual and highly disrespectful, Hermione needed to know the truth.
"Professor Dumbledore I need to speak to you, this is very important!"
"Miss Grainger, this is not like you, what happened to the carefree girl that we brought up for the last 6 years?"
"Belt up Minerva; it is none of your business as to what is wrong to Miss Grainger. If she wanted your help she would have asked for it Minerva."
"Albus, I will have no Teacher speak to me like that. Consider this your last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"It is not your choice to throw me out Minerva, that is the choice of the Ministry of Magic. So I suggest you stop what you're doing and make a complaint about me to the Ministry. I would love to fill out one of those questionnaires about Hogwarts' Headmistress!"
Professor McGonagall beckoned all the prefects forward and asked them to return their students to their dormitories.
"Unfortunately Miss Grainger, I cannot send you packing from Hogwarts, that is the choice of Professor Dumbledore. But let me tell you, if I was head of Gryffindor right now, you would be out of here before you could say Wingardium Leviosa."
Professor Dumbledore led Hermione to his office. Inside were all his possessions that were in his Headmaster's office in her world.
"Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry for what I caused at today's breakfast."
"Think nothing of it Miss Grainger. It's about time McGonagall got talked back to. You did nothing wrong!"
"I came to talk to you about my time-travel."
"Yes well it is a serious matter, I know in your world Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter are switched in places, now this might be hard for you to accept but you are stuck here for the remainder of the year, you have to deal with it. Make friends with Mr. Malfoy, he is a very good boy."
"Thank you professor, I'll remember that."
"Just between you and me Miss Grainger, am I really the headmaster in your world?"
Hermione nodded as her wavy chestnut hair blew in the strange wind that had started in the castle.
"You better return to your dormitory as instructed by Professor McGonagall, or it could really be the end of my job. Good luck in returning my girl. Transfiguration last period, don't forget!"
Hermione smiled and picked up her timetable of Dumbledore's desk. Hermione ran out the door and was returning to her common room when she (again) bumped into Draco.
"I am so sorry Draco, I'm just very clumsy today," Hermione explained as she saw how handsome Draco really was. His long, now silver, hair that went down to his waist, his build and every feature on his face.
"It's O.K. Hermione; I'm not really paying attention to what I was doing. I was trying to make it to class on time."
"Obviously you weren't at breakfast; there aren't any classes till after dinner!"*
Draco smiled at Hermione and Hermione nearly fainted. Was she falling for the Slytherin bad-boy, or was she falling for Draco Malfoy, the Gryffindor, and the one who was nice to her?
"Hermione, the beginning of the ear dance is coming up…"
But by this time, Hermione was already halfway down the long hall calling for Draco to hurry up. It seems that Hermione has made quick friends with an old rival.
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* = In England, I don't know how up to date this is, they have Breakfast Dinner and Supper. I think that this changed to Breakfast Lunch and Supper though. But if you say dinner, they'll think lunch :p!
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