Going to the Past
By: Mystical Artemis
Hermione Granger found herself raced up the stairs towards her next class. She breathed in and out deeply as she ran already tired. The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher would most likely count her late. Every year it seemed as though they got a new DADA professor. This one was supposedly a woman.
She'd been talking to Dumbledore about something of importance. Hopefully she wouldn't be late and get points taken from Gryffindor. For the past two years she hadn't used the Timeturner, she wouldn't use it again this year either. Yet it would have been a lot easier on her to have it right this moment.
Hermione looked down at her watch and groaned inwardly. As she entered the classroom the Professor looked from her to the clock. She blushed and moved towards her seat. She was thankful she didn't have class with Harry and Ron this hour.
"Right on time Miss," the Professor paused and looked at a piece of parchment. "Granger. That was a close one," she said giving her a stern look. Hermione nodded quietly as she sat down in her seat still breathing rather rapidly. It was a darn good thing she hadn't been late or she'd have the entire Gryffindor house mad at her for this. And it really wasn't that good of an idea to have everyone mad at the head girl.
"Hello class, I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Thatcha. I expect all of you to be on time to my class," she said as she looked my way. "Today I want to learn about all of you, after all I don't know any of you at this point in time. So I would like you to write me a foot of parchment about yourselves and your family. Also I would like you to write down what you think we will be learning this term."
Hermione looked up at the clock after writing her whole foot there. They officially had five minutes before the bell rang. She on the other hand was very proud of herself for getting done before the bell rang, which meant she had no homework for that class. A few minutes later she ran into Harry and Ron her two best friends.
Ron Weasley was the boy she'd had a crush on for the past few years since her first year, but had been to shy to tell him. Finally at the end of last year he'd asked her out. She'd told him no finding that she was starting to drift away from liking him in that mannor.
"What's wrong?" she asked as she approached them both. They both looked as though they'd gotten a horrible grade, which they shouldn't have since she checked their work all the time.
"Snape took 100 points from us each. Just because we did the potion wrong. He tried the potion and his face covered with pimples," said Ron. Hermione arched her brow trying to suppress the giggles that wanted to come out, but the look on Ron and Harry's faces now couldn't help her. She burst out giggling.
"I bet he looked horrible," she said while trying to stifle her giggles. Ron and Harry finally relaxed their features.
"He did," said Harry with a grin. Ron nodded in agreement with Harry.
"What went wrong with the potion?" Hermione asked truly wondering how they could have gotten it wrong. Knowing Harry he probably over looked something.
"We put in the wrong thing, we put in nuts instead of newts," said Ron.
"I thought it had said nuts so I told Ron to get the nuts. I forgot my glasses in the dormitory. So I couldn't really see that well. After he got the nuts he put them in before I could stop him," Harry said laughing again.
"Harry you really should have remembered your glasses. I wish I could have seen it, but anyway I have to go to my next class, see you guys later," she said with a wave.
As Hermione was running to her next class she tripped on her robes and slammed right into the wall. "Ow!" she cried out. She was happy she hadn't fall down the stairs yet she still was a bit scared to move. Her legs were shaking badly. Slowly she tried to get up, but her ankle hurt really badly. "Oh no…" she groaned. Her ankle was sprained.
Suddenly the staircase began to move. Hermione got up slowly on one foot her eyes wide. Then something worse happened. Her book slipped out of her hand and fell down the stairs. It was on the very last step. Hermione breathed in deeply. Slowly she made she way down the stairs. That's when the worst happened… She slipped again. It was as if in slow motion as she fell off the staircase with her book. When she hit the ground all she saw was darkness.
Hermione woke up feeling pain everywhere in her body. It even hurt to breathe. She slowly looked around and noticed she was in the Hospital Wing. She groaned inwardly and sat up while clutching her head and a bandage. That's when it all came back to her.
"Are you felling better, my dear," Dumbledore asked. Hermione looked up surprised. She sighed and smiled when seeing a familiar face…Dumbledores.
"No, I feel like I was hit with a ton of bricks," she answered honestly as she rubbed her head softly with the palm of her hand. She winced at that and stopped rubbing it looking for the nurse.
"Who are you," he asked. Hermione glanced up as if she'd heard wrong. Did he just ask if he knew her? Had he totally lost it?
"You know me I am Hermione Granger," Hermione said feeling confused, and alarmed that Dumbledore was acting like he had never seen her before. What was going on now? Was Dumbledore playing with her? Was she dreaming? What was going on?
"I assure you my child I have never seen nor have I ever met you before," he said. Hermione started to feel worse and almost felt like puking. What was Dumbledore talking about? Of course he knew her, right? He was the Headmaster he knew everyone…Had something happened to her?
"I am the head girl of Hogwarts. You do know me, you do, don't you?" she asked as her head started to spin and throb. Please oh please say you do know me she thought desperately.
"I am sorry I don't know you, and the head girls name is JadeWilliamson," he said softly.
"You're the Headmaster," she said. She really wanted this nightmare to end.
"I am not the Headmaster," he said and paused. "I am the Transfiguration professor," he said. Just then she couldn't coup with what was happening. She fainted leaving Dumbledore to himself and his thoughts.
((A/N-July 7, 2005: Well I've totally redone this chapter. I hope you like it! Please R/R.))