AN: Hey y'all! First things first: I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR NEARLY A WEEK!!!!!!!!! I was at the beach this past weekend, and I've been busy with school all this week. Plus, I started a new story (Fantasy or Reality, check it out if you haven't already!), so that took up some of my time, and I've been busy with Malfoy's Twin as well. In fact, I've been paying so much attention to this story and Malfoy's Twin that I have been neglecting Room of Requirement! See what your demands have done to my reputation? But I must keep my reviewers happy, so I will work tirelessly to keep ALL my stories updated! Anyway, enough boredom and on with the chapter!

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Hermione and Harry sat on his living room couch, neither knowing exactly what to say, since they had, after all, just talked to each other a few hours ago.

"So, Harry, are you managing ok?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah, it's not that hard, yet," he said.

"Just wait until you have to pay bills," said Hermione.

"Oh, I'm so excited," he said sarcastically. Hermione smiled. Then, there was a knock on Harry's door. 'That's Ron,' thought Hermione. Harry moved to answer it, but Hermione stopped him.

"Oh, I'll get it Harry," she said, and walked over to the door and opened it. There appeared to be nothing there. Hermione smiled slightly, so Harry wouldn't see, at the "nothingness" that she knew was Ron. "That's odd, there's no one here," she said, stepping back from the door enough to let Ron come in. She looked at Harry. "That's really strange. Normally, if there is a knock on the door, but the person doesn't wait for you to answer, it's a delivery guy with a package, but I don't see why you would get a package, since you've only been here a few hours. But there's no package anyway," she said. She had given Ron plenty of time to get into the apartment, so she shut the door.

"Yeah, that is strange," said Harry. Hermione sat back down on the couch.

"Harry, do you have any snack items? I'm a little hungry," said Hermione.

"This apartment may have come already furnished, but that doesn't mean it came with food," said Harry. "I went out and had pizza for lunch. I was hoping you could help me shop for 'snack items'," said Harry.

"Come, on, Harry, don't tell me you don't know how to shop for FOOD? Anybody with a stomach can do that!" Hermione however, did not say this. The voice seemed to have come from thin air. Hermione only smiled broadly, while Harry grabbed for his wand, which was on the coffee table.

"And, according to what I heard, you probably shouldn't be having a wand while you're on this experiment, either," said the "mystery" voice. Harry then started to look scared.

"Harry, it's ok," said Hermione. She hadn't expected him to be this freaked out. "This voice is someone you know, he won't hurt you, silly."

"How do you know who he is?" asked Harry.

"We planned this to surprise you. I think you can show yourself now," she said, looking away from Harry and at the door. Ron then came into being.

"SURPRISE!!" Ron said.

"Do I know you?" asked Harry. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Harry, he's only been your best friend since you were 11!" said Hermione.

"No way . . . Ron?" asked Harry.

"Yes you idiot!" said Ron.

"It's just you look so, well, different . . ." said Harry. "You're wearing strange clothes for one thing, and your hair style is different, and you just seem, well, unusual . . ."

"Earth to Harry! I DID just come back from the year 3658!" said Ron.

"The potion worked?" asked Harry keenly.

"Yes, but when Devon didn't come within the next month, I started to get worried, so I started concocting an antidote of my own. I didn't have the ingredients for the original potion memorized, though, so it was actually a lot of guesswork. The future was actually quite interesting. There were all kinds of different ways of communication and travel. There was just one problem, that I probably shouldn't know," said Ron.

"What?" asked Hermione and Harry at the same time.

"There weren't any wizards or witches. When I asked people if they knew anyone with the last name Malfoy or Weasley or Potter, they all just looked at me like I was bonkers. I was thinking of all the wizards of today, and seeing if there were any of their future generations where I was. Because, if the potion worked correctly, I would be taken to the exact same spot that I was, just that spot in the future. Anyway, I looked in the library and couldn't find anything, so I was starting to get desperate. I went to one of those old fraud fortuneteller ladies and asked her if she had ever heard of Harry Potter. As soon as I said your name, Harry, she went strange and said something like 'You've heard of the legend of Harry Potter?' So I said yes, and she explained to me your history, Harry, but she said it was nothing but a myth. I asked her if there were any real wizards or witches around and she said that they had all died out or something, except one witch. She claims that she herself was that witch, so I asked her what her name was. Harry, you'll never guess her name," said Ron.

"Who was she?"

"She claims that her full name is Agatha Mildred . . ." he paused.

"Agatha Mildred who?" asked Harry. "What's her last name?"

Ron gulped. "Agatha Mildred Trelawney."

Both Harry and Hermione's jaws hit the floor. "Trelawney?" they said in unison.

"Yes. Apparently, our old fraud of a Divination teacher continued the Trelawney family tree. That old witch claims to be the only one left. I guess all the other wizards just – died out," said Ron.

"Wow, that's amazing! Who would've thought?" said Hermione.

"Ron, I just can't get over the fact that you're back!" said Harry. Hermione then remembered something from earlier that day. It seemed like years ago, even though it was just that morning.

"Ron?" said Hermione.

"Yeah?"

"I wonder if you could contact Ginny for me?"

"What for?"

"I well, I need a babysitter for Emily if I want to get a job, and Ginny seemed like the perfect person," said Hermione.

"What do you need me for?" asked Ron.

"Well, you have money in Grigotts, right?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah, so?"

"Well, I don't, and I need a quill, ink, and parchment to write to Ginny," she said.

"Hermione, I've been away from this time for six months and I haven't forgotten that there are other methods of communication besides owl post," said Ron.

"What?" Hermione thought for a minute. "Oh, of course! Floo powder! Why didn't I think of that?"

"Maybe because you've been away from the wizarding world for a year and a half?" suggested Harry.

"What? You have?" asked Ron. Hermione sighed.

"Well, yes, Ron . . ." she started, and told her story to Ron.

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Ron had pretty much the same reaction as Harry: anger.

"I can't believe that damned bloody bastard would actually DO something like that to you!" said Ron loudly.

"That's why I ran away, Ron," said Hermione.

"You know, when we met earlier in Diagon Alley, I was wondering who the father of Emily was," said Ron. "At first I thought it might have been Harry, but you said that you had just met him the night before. I'd been wondering about it until we got up here. I'm glad you've explained it now, but still, that Jim guy will PAY for doing that to you."

"Well, enough of the sad topics! Hermione you need to contact Ginny ASAP, so you can go down to the Leaky Cauldron and Floo to their house," said Harry.

"Well, okay Harry, but I'm going to leave Emily with you. I'll come back to pick her up later. All of her things are in the carrier," said Hermione, setting Emily down next to the coffee table. "And I'll take this while I'm here," said Hermione, and picked up Harry's wand.

"Yeah, I meant to ask you to do that earlier, but I forgot. Ron was right, I'm not supposed to be doing magic while I'm on this experiment," said Harry.

"Harry, no offense, but I'd like to go with Hermione. Mum and Dad haven't heard from me for six months, and I'd like to see them," said Ron.

"No offense taken. I understand," said Harry as he ushered them out the door.

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When Hermione and Ron were back in the Leaky Cauldron, they headed strait over to the fireplace.

"Okay, Ron. I'll go first," said Hermione, taking a handful of Floo Powder from the container next to the fireplace. She stepped into the fireplace, dropped the powder, and said "The Burrow!" She spun and twisted, spiraled and twirled, until she finally landed in the Weasley's empty fireplace. Mrs. Weasley, who had been sitting in the kitchen knitting, came rushing to the fireplace to see an ash-covered Hermione standing there, coughing.

"Hermione?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley, it's me," she said between coughs.

"Oh my, are you alright? You're having a coughing fit! Why don't you sit down?" said Mrs. Weasley, guiding Hermione to a chair. When Hermione's coughing had subsided a few seconds later, she said, "Mrs. Weasley, someone else is coming with me."

"Oh really?" said Mrs. Weasley interestedly. "Who?" Before Hermione could answer, there was a thud and a cloud of ash as Ron appeared in the fireplace.

"Only your long lost son!" said Ron. Mrs. Weasley turned around and nearly fainted.

"Ron! Ron, is that you?" she asked.

"Yep, mum, it's me," he said, stepping out of the fireplace. Mrs. Weasley didn't hesitate to run right forward and hug him. When the two finally broke apart, Hermione spoke up.

"Um, I hate to break the moment, Mrs. Weasley, but is Ginny around?" asked Hermione.

"Ginny? Oh, yes, she's up in her room, why?"

"Do you mind if I talk to her?" asked Hermione.

"Oh, not at all," said Mrs. Weasley. Hermione got up and climbed the stairs to Ginny's room. The door was closed, so she knocked.

"Ginny? Can I come in?" she asked. Ginny came and opened the door.

"Hermione? Is that you?" asked Ginny.

"Yes. I need to talk to you," said Hermione.

"Oh, okay. Come on in!" she said. With them both sitting on Ginny's bed, Hermione explained all about her predicament to Ginny, who listened patiently.

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