"Well, as I always say, you get what you give." A familiar voice drawled into her ear. "And I sure as hell deserve this." He said, eyeing the woman who just recently fell into his arms.

Hermione rubbed her head, then slowly got up and opened her eyes to find—Malfoy? "Honestly, you didn't have to go and throw that idiotic potion at me," She said, getting onto her own two feet. "Especially since it didn't—work."

Hermione looked at her surroundings. 45 Pairs of eyes were staring at her like she had just landed from the sky. Soon, hushed whispers were said all around her… "Who is she?"… "Just fell into the classroom" … "pretty stunning, if you'd ask me." A familiar voice said aloud. She looked around in fright, before instantly grabbing Malfoy's arm and attempting to leave the class.

"Hey darling, I might be gorgeous, but we've only just met. No need to have our relationship move in such a hurry." She looked over, more closely this time, wondering what the hell Malfoy was talking about, just to find another person in his place. "By the way, the name's Lucius Malfoy." He said, kissing her hand. "Now, what is this potion you speak of?" He inquired, an odd look on his face. Hermione gasped, and immediately dropped his arm and ran out of the classroom, leaving 45 students baffled at her appearance.

Oh god oh god…where am I? Well, I know I'm at Hogwarts, and I was in my class, but why was Lucius there? Why was he only 17 years old…the same age as me! Who were all those people…Dumbledore will know, so stop freaking out, Hermione. Seriously, just stop! Wait… now I remember. Malfoy. The dungeon. The time-travel potion! That was it! That's what he threw at me. Oh god, this is the time that most suits me? The 70's? With all of the marauders running around? I must find the headmaster. But I have no idea where he is...or any of the passwords. Well, at any rate, I'll find someone that I can talk to…someone of...oh!

Hermione jumped out of her daydream to see who she had stumbled into. She looked up to see a familiar face. Now, when I say familiar, I don't mean friendly. "Ah, so we meet again, mystery woman. Why did you run off like that before? I don't bite…hard." He said, winking. Ew. Hermione looked at him is disgust. "Hey, lay off Malfoy." A boy said. "Yeah, unless you want to have a nasty looking disease on your ass," said another. "Oh wait, you already do." The first boy said, and the group of boys laughed. Hermione turned around just to see who she'd been hoping to run into. She smiled while Lucius just walked away, mortified.

She walked up to the Marauders and asked, " Hey, I was wondering if one of you could show me the way to Professor Dumbledore." She said, smiling. James looked at her and nodded, but Sirius intervened. "The only way we're helping you is if you explain yourself properly, I mean, what do you expect, to fall from the sky then just waltz away with no explanation?" Sirius questioned.

"Well, Yes." She answered. He stared. "Um...for now, at least. I'm not sure how much I'm allowed to say." She answered truthfully.

"Ah…so you're on some type of secret mission then?" Remus asked.

"Not exactly. Just please, show me to Dumbledore and I'll explain everything." She answered, getting impatient.

The boys shrugged and led her to Dumbledore's classroom, where he was sitting at his desk, correcting papers.

"Ahem…excuse me, Professor?" Hermione said tentatively.

"Yes, Miss Granger." He said, not looking up.

She looked at him, baffled. "How did you know my--"

"Perhaps this discussion is better fit for another time and place. Please, join me and Headmaster Dippet in his office around 8 on Thursday, and we shall give you all of the information from there. As for now, all of your belongings have been put in Gryffindor Tower, in your proper dormitory. Head girl Lily Evans will assist you in finding your classes and such. In the meantime, enjoy your stay, Hermione." He said, winking.

That man knows everything.

She turned and faced Sirius, smiling. "Thanks so much." She said to them. She walked away from the four boys and wandered down the corridor, murmuring something to herself like "wonder how Harry is…"

"Hey—don't you need a guide? I mean, do you know where you're going?" Lupin asked.

She turned, wondering how much she could say. "Yes, Lu—I mean, um, what's your name?"

"Remus Lupin. And this is Peter Pettigrew, James Potter, and Sirius Black." He said, pointing to each guy.

"At your service," Sirius said, kissing Hermione's hand. She blushed, then said, "Okay boys, lead the way to Gryffindor Tower then!"

Lupin laughed. "I didn't quite catch your name--"

"Oh, I'm Hermione Granger."

"Hermione…that's a--" Lupin started

"Beautiful name." Sirius finished.

"Why thank you Sirius," she said. Was she actually kind of flirting with this old man?—no, not old. Young. Handsome. Even gorgeous. Why, this didn't look much like the Sirius Black that she had met 4 years ago. In fact, the man that stood before her resembled someone of great character, wit, and charm. If only he wasn't almost 30 years older than her in real life.

'Wait, what in the hell am I thinking? I love Harry—we're dating. Just like I always wanted. Yes, when I get back, whenever that will be, this whole little crush on Sirius will be over, and Harry and I will be together again…forever.'

Hermione removed herself from her daydream and started walking. James decided to extricate Sirius and Remus from theirs as well "God, those lovebirds," He murmured.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing. C'mon, Hermione, Gryffindor Tower's this way," he said, walking down the corridor.

"So Hermione, what year are you in then?" Remus asked.

"I'm a 7th year," she answered.

"Where from?" Sirius questioned.

"Oh, um…I'm a transfer from Beauxbons," She answered, not knowing if that was the best thing to say.

"What explains the sudden falling from the sky?" James asked.

"Well…" Hermione turned to face James. He just looked so much like Harry…acted like him. Oh, she missed him so much!

Hermione guessed that she stopped talking for a pretty irregular amount of time, because all the Marauders were all looking at her strangely.

"Sorry…it's just…well, you look a lot like someone I know. Someone from back home," she answered, changing the subject.

"Oh really? Who?" he asked, curious.

"He was my best friend since ever. My boyfriend, just recently." She said, a glint in her eye.

"Oh, well…I see." He said, learning more about this intriguing woman.

Sirius just scoffed. "Potter's taken, love, I'm dearly sorry. Although, a certain dashing male is available in this room though," He said, putting his arm around Hermione playfully. Lupin looked at him.

"You're not a subtle guy, are you?"

"Not in the least. But then, once a month, neither are you," he snickered. The 3 boys gave him a harsh look. Hermione found it quite amusing that she knew exactly what they were talking about.

"What do you mean?" she asked, just to see what they'd say.

"Well, what he means is…erm...oy! Lily!" James called notice to a reddish-brown haired girl, diverting attention from the earlier question.

"Hermione, meet Lily Evans, your new guide," James said.

"Nice to meet you," Hermione answered. Lily looked at her, the James, then back at Hermione and shrugged, giving Hermione and odd look. James put his arm around Lily's waist and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's just…she's the girl."

"What girl?"

"In the dream…she's the one. The one you were kissing."

a/n-- hey...thanks all my reviewers!!! you guys are awesome...you keep me motivated! well, give me some feedback please..xoxo