Disclaimer: HP & Co. belong to JKR. This story and other characters belong to Dani.

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Everything was pitch black. Hermione only noticed her eyes were closed when they began to ache uncontrollably.

'Hermione, are you okay?' asked Harry, concerned.

'Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine.' she told him.

Hermione totally forgot about what she was about to tell Harry. He, himself had forgotten as well.

'Where are we?' she asked.

They were somewhere in a barn. She was nearly buried in hay while he was covered in it.

The two of them started going out the gate. There were no lights so they gathered that no one was home.

'Why were you holding my hand?' she asked him as she remembered faintly.

'I forgot, I must've knocked my head pretty good. I can't remember a lot.'

'Me too, we'd better find out what's going on. Us not having any memory yet might not help us at all.'

'You're right, Herm. So, should we ask around?'

'Yes, Harry. That woman there might be able to help us.' she said as she pointed to a friendly-looking old woman.

'Um, excuse me, can you tell us where we can get a ride to Hogwarts?' asked Hermione politely.

'No manners! Kids today!' shouted the woman, she snobbed Harry and Hermione muttering some very hearable words. 'Just because I'm old they think I've forgotten it's their vacation! A ride to Hogwarts, really!' the woman was quite angry.

Vacation? Harry thought. He looked around and saw a Daily Prophet newspaper on the ground. He saw something which made his eyes widen. Then it came back to him.

'Hermione, I remember something!' exclaimed Harry.

'What is it?'

'I held your hand because I didn't want us separated.'

'Why would we be separated?' she asked, in disbelief.

'Because I remember that same feeling from the time-turner. I was being pulled and had no other choice. Hermione, we gone back through time. How long back? I'm not sure.'

'But how?'

'I think your necklace is either a key to a portal or it works similarly to a time-turner, only we didn't turn it. I don't know how but it transported us here.'

'Harry, do you know what date it is?' she asked, still not knowing what to do.

Harry held the newspaper up. It read:

July 16th,1981

Dark Wizards at large? Will You-Know-Who cause even more havoc? Dark Mark found everywhere. Will no one stop him? Aurors haven't yet found You-Know-Who's whereabouts so, as a precaution, as of today, the Ministry of Magic has proposed a curfew of 6 pm. No witch or wizard after that hour. But will we be safe? Who are they after? Who is this Potter You-Know-Who has been heard mentioning so many times? Perhaps another Deatheater? An enemy? Only time will tell. Celia Skeeter

Hermione had her mouth open when she finished. They were two weeks from Harry's first birthday. Voldemort was still in power.

'But why here? Why now?' she asked Harry who was as clueless as she was.

'I think someone brought us here for a reason. We'd better figure out what it is.' he told her.

As they walked, and walked, and walked and walked, they didn't seem to be going anywhere. They were still clueless and lost.

Hermione was nearly in tears but Harry assured her they'd be okay. She had to have hope, even if he didn't.

The phoenix necklace wasn't any help. It wasn't doing anything. Harry offered to destroy it.

'No! We might need it later.' said Hermione, clutching the pendant. Harry remembered his dragon one. But it, too, was useless.

Harry and Hermione sat down, in the middle of nowhere. They were surrounded by trees and bushes. It was getting dark, too.

Then he saw it. Something was on a broomstick. It looked familiar but Harry couldn't quite put his finger on it.

'Herm, I have a feeling we should follow that broom!' he called to her.

There was no other option. At least if they followed the broom and the person riding it, they might be able to find shelter for the night.

They ran as fast as their feet took them. Without Harry's Quicksilver9000,they were pretty slow. But him being a tall muscular guy, he ran fast enough. He often had to pull Hermione's hand.

When they caught up to the person, Harry finally recognized her.

'That's Liz! She's come to threaten my dad!' whispered Harry, remembering his dream, or buried memory.

He saw a small house, kind of like the Burrow but itbwas more welcoming.

Harry guessed this was their old house. It did seem familiar to him.

After a few minutes, there was some shouting and a baby was crying. Harry saw the broomstick which Liz left outside vanished. Then there was a pop.

Harry saw his mother in full for the first time in his life. She was alive! She entered the house and the baby stopped crying. Harry gestured Hermione to move forward. They were going to eavesdrop.

'But James, who will we get as out secret keeper? We can't get Lupin in this. He's expecting a baby, a cub if you will.'

'I know, honey. Dumbledore did offer.' said James, leaning towards Dumbledore.

'James, he's a very busy man. We can't ask him.' said Lily flatly.

Just then, Harry felt someone's presence and he turned back.

Dumbledore merely looked at him for 2 seconds, gave him a smile and went in the house.

'James, we haven't considered Sirius, yet.' said Lily, getting ideas 'Sirius was obviously James best friend of the Marauders. Inseparable, Harry's godfather.

James looked as though he'd made up he's mind.

'That's not a good idea, Mr. Potter.' said a very calming voice.

'Professor? What are you doing here? I came to tell you that. Also, to offer to be your secret-keeper.' said Dumbledore.

'Really, Professor, we can't, we'll be alright.

'Very well, it's all up to you. But could I ask one favor?' he asked in his kindest of voice.

'What is it, sir?' asked James.

'Be hosts to two friends of mine.' he said delightfully.

Harry got who Dumbledore meant by "two friends".