The next chapter follows my little spiel!

A/N: First off, thank you soooo much to everyone who reviewed.  I'm glad that this fic has been so well received and I will try really hard not to disappoint. I'm taking this first section to address some concerns that were in the reviews. So if that doesn't interest you, just skip to the section that isn't numbered!

            1.) Ok, I know that Snape, so far, has not been in character.  However, there is a very big twist concerning him that I cannot reveal 'till later.  In fact, the part of Snape will be played by three different characters. (Figure that one out!)

            2.) I can't explain how Snape made it through the final battle alive, yet. It will be addressed, but not 'till much later.  As for Hermione, I rewrote the scene were Snape saves her several times. (That is Snape that drags her through Dumbledore's office and to the dungeons btw.)  I decided that I had too much detail, and kept going off on other things that weren't important, and were very depressing and gruesome. So, I shortened it, hoping that it would be easy to accept.  If it really is that confusing, I can go back and change it later.

            3.) I also forgot to explain where Snape and Hermione are, and why they are safe.  I'll either put it in the next chapter, or edit it into the prologue.

            4.) Why Hermione?  A lot of reasons actually.  While I absolutely adore Harry and Ron, I'm not comfortable writing them.  This is my first, first-person point of view fic, and being a girl, I can write a girl's perspective more realistically.  I'm a SS/HG shipper, and I want this to be a SS/HG fic, and I don't see that happening if Hermione isn't the one that goes back.

            I've wanted to do a time fic for a while now.  I love all things to do with time travel. Back to the Future, and Frequency are my two favorite movies of all time, and are the main influences of this fic.  Also, I have this idea of Hermione having to deal with old Snape in her head, while actually having a conversation with new Snape. Plus, reading his diary, and watching it change as she changes history.

            *As I currently do not have a Beta-reader, (other than my mother who is getting tired of doing it), I really appreciate the helpful feedback! And I'm having trouble thinking up a good way to end it, so if anybody would be interested in Beta-ing, or just batting around some ideas with me, please e-mail me! joycerenee@springmail.com

            Oh, can anyone tell me if the books say anything about Lucius Malfoy actually being in the same year as MWPP and Snape? I know that Dumbledore tells Harry that Snape and his father were enemies when they were in school just like Harry and Draco are, but I can't remember if he says anything about Malfoy Sr. being there too.

Thanks again for your time, and enjoy the chapter, short, though it may be.

-Joyce Renee

Part One: One Day at a Time

Chapter One: Beginning

A/N * * indicate thoughts

            I sat on a huge four-poster bed, in a private guestroom at Hogwarts.  The twins and I had met Hagrid on the Hogsmeade platform earlier this evening, and, after a quick dinner, we were shown to our temporary rooms.  Luckily we had arrived a day early, so I hadn't much interaction with anyone yet.

            I was still trying to process everything that was going on around me.  Megan and Margo, had been very pleasant.  There was one tense moment when I first introduced myself, Mya Thyme (I'll explain later), that Megan had blurted out, "I don't remember seeing you before!"

            Luckily, Margo had saved the day.

            "Oh, I remember you! You were friends with Caroline and Amy!" Margo had lit up at my confirming nod.

            The topic of conversation quickly turned to what Hogwarts would be like, and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders at knowing that I had passed the first test.

            I had yet to try and contact Professor Snape in my head, afraid that it wouldn't work.

            The telepathic spell had been very, very, strong, and proved to be quite awkward.  We spent the first ten minutes trying to explain why we were thinking the things we were.  And it was more than just thoughts, I could feel him.  His anxiousness, worry, fear, doubt, faith, and annoyance.  And I could also feel the physical as well.  His headache, arthritis, and even a sore toe on his left foot.

            After that fun experiment, he dropped another bombshell on me.

            "You'll need a new name."

            Obviously, but this was the fun part, right?

            Wrong! He shot down every one of my suggestions.

            "You're last name will be Thyme. Sort of a play on words, get it?"

            I didn't dignify that with a response.

            "As for your first name, you should stick with Mya."

            "No! Only Ron and Harry called me Mya! Every time I hear that nickname, I'll think of them." I protested through tears.

            "All the more reason to keep the name." He said, softly.

            I hate it when he's right!

            So, Mya Thyme I was.

            I was worried about Professor Snape.  He had told me that he'd be fine in the dungeons of the Hogwarts building.  The castle itself had crumbled to the ground, but Snape had been prepared for this and had carefully warded the underground dungeons so that no one could get in, or out.

            But I heard his thoughts about eventually running out of food or water.  It would be a while before any of that happened, but I had no idea how long this would all take.  I would be the only one he'd be able to communicate with, and could sense that he was afraid of losing his mind to loneliness.

            It was this last thought that made me reach out to him.

            I sent my thoughts through time and space, hoping it would work.

            *Professor Snape, can you hear me?*

            A sense of great relief, that was not my own, swept over my entire being.

            *It's about bloody time!*

            *It worked. I'm in. The twins don't suspect a thing. Tomorrow morning we will be sorted, and then one of the teachers will take us to Hogsmeade to buy our school things. Are you sure you gave me enough money?*

             I was worried about the small handful of coins he'd given me.

            *Yes, I'm sure! You'll find, Miss Granger, that things did not cost as much two decades ago. I gave you enough to get what you need and nothing more! You have to concentrate on your task, and not let yourself get distracted by material things.*

            *I understand, Professor.*

            As tiring as his constant reminding was, I could feel the concern beneath it.

            *Get some rest, you have a big day ahead of you.*

            I could feel his smile.

            *Goodnight, Professor.*