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Forgetting to Forget You

By Belle Mortis

Chapter II – The Story Begins

            "Harry? Why – what- when is it? You live in 1997… that means… I'm back."

            "Bloody hell!" Potter exclaimed, his eyes straining to see Hermione clearly. She smiled brightly, a smile that was very familiar to Severus. Everyone turned around and gasped, their faces full of shock. Albus clapped his hands and everyone's heads turned to face the headmaster. He cleared his throat and Minerva wiped her eyes. Severus' eyes widened… She's back!

            "Would everyone please return to their appropriate common rooms. Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, and Mr. Weasley please report to my office," Albus leaned over to Severus and whispered in his ear, "You should come too." Severus nodded and got up. He walked along the path to the castle. The hem of his robe became damp from the small drizzle that had landed on the grass. He pulled out his wand and quickly cast a warming charm. He walked through the massive doors of the castle and walked through the winding corridors. He twirled the ring on his finger, idly as he past the many portraits. His footsteps rang off of the stone floors and walls loudly. Soon he reached the gargoyle in front of Albus' office. He could hear Albus and the others down the hall. Hermione was quiet. When she saw Severus she smiled at him shyly and turned back to Weasley and Potter.

            "Dreams of Candy," Severus muttered silkily. The gargoyle granted him entrance. He walked up the stairs and opened the door. Fawkes was sitting on his perch in the corner. He winked, as well as a bird could, at Severus knowingly. He conjured a chair for himself and sat down waiting for Albus. Sure enough he came a few seconds later, Hermione by his side, still silent, and Potter and Weasley chattering annoyingly. Hermione sat down next to Severus. She put her hands out onto the arms of the chair. He noticed a glint of green and gold on her left hand. She was still wearing her ring! Severus thought to himself gleefully, Well of course she is, you dumb ass! It was only a minute or so ago that she was transported back to the present! He sat back and sighed darkly.

            "Please explain, Hermione," Albus said in a fatherly tone. She nodded slowly and pulled her chestnut hair around to one side of her neck. Weasley and Potter stared at her intently.

            "Where should I start?" she asked looking Albus in his blue twinkling eyes. He chuckled slightly as she shifted around in her seat.

            "I think that the beginning would be a good place to start," he responded.

            "Ah yes, the beginning… well it all started when I got my time-turner back…"

~Almost Permanent Flashback in Hermione's POV but not really ^_^; Professor McGonagall's office~

            "… The Ministry has decided to give you back your time-turner so that you may perform your Head-Girl duties and still keep up with your school work," Professor McGonagall told Hermione, a smile on her aged face. Hermione smiled back at her, taking her time-turner back into her hands. The metal was cool against her skin and the sand moved around gracefully within the glass hourglass.

            "Thank you, professor," she said, putting the silver chain that her time-turner was on.

            "You may go now, child," McGonagall responded. Hermione got up from her chair and turned to the door to leave. "Use it carefully, Hermione."

            "Of course, professor," Hermione said quietly, pushing through the tapestry that concealed Professor McGonagall's office. She walked down the hallway, smiling to herself as she went. It felt really great to get her time-turner back. Even though it had exhausted her before it still was very exciting to travel in time. She couldn't wait to tell Harry and Ron. They'd probably want her to do tricks with it, like go back a minute and come and see them. Sometimes they had the most childish ideas now that Voldemort was out of their way. He had been defeated in their sixth year. The final battle wasn't very bloody though. Only two people on the good side were lost. They were new aurors that Hermione didn't know. Draco Malfoy had become the richest orphan in the entire world and still was very snooty. The Slytherins didn't interact with the Gryffindors which she thought was just silliness. Hermione stopped when she saw Neville coming. Oddly he didn't see her. He ran right into her.

            "I'm sorry! Hermione?" Neville stuttered, "I'm so sorry… I-I didn't mean to! Hermione. Hermione?" Neville looked around. Hermione was not in sight. Where she had fallen was a small bit of glittery sand and pieces of broken glass. Neville ran down the hall terrified and decided not to tell anyone.

~Dungeon Hallways ~

            "Blood hell!" Hermione exclaimed as her head hit the ground and filled with a stabbing pain. She rubbed her head softly. The floor was dank and smelled of mold. She could tell that she was in the dungeons, but how did she get there? She remembered that Neville had run into her, but how did she get down there? She scrambled to her feet. Something felt different… sort of odd. She walked down the hallway, her head still pounding. She began to feel faint and dizzy. She heard footsteps growing louder as she stumbled along. The sound of the feet rang, almost mockingly, in her ears. The noise grew louder and louder, hurting her ears. Her eyes rolled back in her head as soon as she heard his voice…

            "Who's there…. What the hell are you doing down here and who are you?"

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