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Ps. (the stars indicate *Hermione's thoughts*)
"It's a good thing Dobby is taking all of those clothes Hermione is making, because there are no better cooks then those house elves. Honestly my own mum couldn't of made those potatoes better!" Ron exclaimed as he and Harry headed out of the Great Hall. "Ron you are the easiest person to please. All you need is a twin of Fleur Delacour that can cook and you would be-" "A bloody wall?" "Well not exactly what I had in mind..." Harry trailed off as he saw Ron looking over the crowd. "What is it?" Ron pointed over to where a rather large group of students were standing around. "There's blood covering the wall!" He exclaimed incredulously. Harry craned his neck above the crowd so he could see. "I wouldn't say 'covering', more like, 'splattered'." Ron rolled his eyes. "Right then it isn't weird at all."
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"It was brilliant the way they just collided with Snape like that." "That will be all gentlemen. Now if you'll excuse me, this is an infirmary, not a theater." An older woman announced as a black haired teen with glasses attempted a reenactment for his friend who hadn't seen the accident. "Aw come on Madame Pomfrey, can't we at least stay till Professor Dippet finds out who they are?" "No, Sirus, and none of that eye batting will get you anywhere around here. For goodness sakes shoo!" Voices swarmed in Hermione's head as she swam into consciousness. She heard footsteps receding and a door being shut in the background. Her eyes fluttered open as she surveyed her surroundings. *Oh no it's over. They caught me. I'm probably heading home tonight* Hermione thought sadly. *Wait did he say Professor Dippet?* She racked her brain for where else she had heard that name. Could it possibly be another professor? *No way...* Hermione gasped and sat up, ignoring the blaring pain behind her eyes. The older nurse that she had heard talking before turned around and rushed to Hermione's side. "Lay back, there that's a girl." The woman said soothingly as she took out an abnormal bottle of violet liquid. "This should help with the pain." Hermione suddenly realized how much her head hurt and sat back on the pillows as the nurse gave her some of the liquid in a cup. *I couldn't of gotten away with it could I?* She looked around the room one more time and realized she was not the only patient in there. Not two beds away, an unconscious Draco Malfoy was laying down. Black dots began to cloud Hermione's vision as she recollected her memories, and exactly where and when she was.
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"Do you think they're spies from another school?" A rather chubby kid called Peter, asked. He panted as he tried to keep up with his three other friends ahead of him. Sirus, a good-looking black haired teen, snorted. "Ha spies! And you wonder why I want him around!" He turned to a shaggy haired sixteen year old, Remus, who smiled in return. "Wormtail's got more imagination than the three of us combined!" "But I read in an article that Durmstrang always keeps up with the competition." Peter said earnestly. James, the teenager whom had spoken up in the infirmary, looked sideways at Peter. "Honestly do you really think the schools are in competition? They're here to teach us, not train us like some muggle military." Peter looked down at his feet and mumbled something incoherent. "Anyways," Sirus began. "I think they're tribal people from the forbidden forest. Maybe they apparated in." Remus sighed. "You do realize one; there are no people, let alone tribes in the Forbidden Forest. Two, no one can apparate on Hogwarts grounds. It's some protection spell around the castle." James spoke up. "Wasn't it weird though? I mean they just appear out of no where, land on Snape, which was cool by the way, and not to mention that guy looks a ton like Lucius." Sirus' eyes narrowed. "If he is in any way a Malfoy I'll go back and kick him right in the ribs now. That being said, lets go to dinner!"
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"Students will follow their house Prefects back to their Common rooms and await further instruction." Professor McGonagall stated as she tried establishing order. Filch looked angrily at the blood slowly drying and staining the wall. "Something ought to be done about this one. I say we go through the houses and find the guilty student. I'll string him up by his toe nails for this! Do you realize how much cleaning this will take?" He said hysterically. "Calm down Argus, we'll take care of this situation. Albus what do you think could have caused this?" Professor McGonagall asked the headmaster. "I don't know Minerva but keep this hallway off limits. Call Severus up here. He can identify if the blood is human or otherwise." The headmaster looked grave as he turned and headed for his office.
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"Do you know how you arrived here Ms," "Granger. Hermione Granger." "Right then, Ms. Granger?" Hermione sighed as she looked out the windows. It had been an hour since she woke up and she was beginning to wish she was still asleep. "I haven't any idea." She lied as she turned to face him. She had already decided against telling Professor Dippet, the headmaster during this time period, about the time turner. "Can you tell us who your companion is?" "His name is Draco Ma-"She paused. If she had gotten the time correctly, there was already a Malfoy occupying this school. Hermione was already in danger of changing history, and she was not about to change Draco's while she was at it. "Yes, go on." "Draco Thomas." She sent out a silent apology to Dean Thomas, even though he was decades away... "Do you go to a magic school like Hogwarts?" Professor Dippet asked as he scanned her face for clues. "Well yes, and no." *Great one Hermione.* She thought grimly. "Could you explain further? I'm afraid I don't understand." "Well I, um both me and Ma- uh Draco are tutored by my mum's brother." Hermione finished lamely. *Oh hell now he's going to ask about my family* But to her relief he stood up. "Well thank you for your time, you've cleared up several of my questions. I understand you and your friend Mister Thomas need to rest, so I will be back tomorrow. Then we will sort you for your house and year of intelligence. After all, I can't think of anything more I can have you do while I search for your relatives." Hermione sat back on her pillows and tiredly said goodbye as the headmaster left. She looked over to the sleeping form of Draco; blood smeared his silvery blonde hair. *What have I gotten myself into? What have I gotten him into?*
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"Headmaster the blood is not human. In fact, it isn't one I recognize at all." Snape told Professor Dumbledore as he looked at him quizzically. "I see. Well thank you for your help Severus and I would appreciate it if you would look into the matter more deeply. You can understand my concern of course." "Yes of course," Snape glanced over at the sample of blood on his desk. "I'll start running tests first thing tomorrow." "Very well." Snape looked up at Dumbledore. "What do you think it is?" The headmaster sighed as he looked over at Snape. "I haven't the faintest idea Severus. Not a clue, and that fact frightens me."
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Okay first off all, IM SO SORRY! I haven't updated in over a month and I blame it all on my terrible writers block. :sigh: Well there's the fourth chapter for you, if you like it review, if you don't... well review anyways because I love hearing from you all( Also reviewing helps me get chapters out faster... if that's any motivation lol.
Ps. (the stars indicate *Hermione's thoughts*)
"It's a good thing Dobby is taking all of those clothes Hermione is making, because there are no better cooks then those house elves. Honestly my own mum couldn't of made those potatoes better!" Ron exclaimed as he and Harry headed out of the Great Hall. "Ron you are the easiest person to please. All you need is a twin of Fleur Delacour that can cook and you would be-" "A bloody wall?" "Well not exactly what I had in mind..." Harry trailed off as he saw Ron looking over the crowd. "What is it?" Ron pointed over to where a rather large group of students were standing around. "There's blood covering the wall!" He exclaimed incredulously. Harry craned his neck above the crowd so he could see. "I wouldn't say 'covering', more like, 'splattered'." Ron rolled his eyes. "Right then it isn't weird at all."
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"It was brilliant the way they just collided with Snape like that." "That will be all gentlemen. Now if you'll excuse me, this is an infirmary, not a theater." An older woman announced as a black haired teen with glasses attempted a reenactment for his friend who hadn't seen the accident. "Aw come on Madame Pomfrey, can't we at least stay till Professor Dippet finds out who they are?" "No, Sirus, and none of that eye batting will get you anywhere around here. For goodness sakes shoo!" Voices swarmed in Hermione's head as she swam into consciousness. She heard footsteps receding and a door being shut in the background. Her eyes fluttered open as she surveyed her surroundings. *Oh no it's over. They caught me. I'm probably heading home tonight* Hermione thought sadly. *Wait did he say Professor Dippet?* She racked her brain for where else she had heard that name. Could it possibly be another professor? *No way...* Hermione gasped and sat up, ignoring the blaring pain behind her eyes. The older nurse that she had heard talking before turned around and rushed to Hermione's side. "Lay back, there that's a girl." The woman said soothingly as she took out an abnormal bottle of violet liquid. "This should help with the pain." Hermione suddenly realized how much her head hurt and sat back on the pillows as the nurse gave her some of the liquid in a cup. *I couldn't of gotten away with it could I?* She looked around the room one more time and realized she was not the only patient in there. Not two beds away, an unconscious Draco Malfoy was laying down. Black dots began to cloud Hermione's vision as she recollected her memories, and exactly where and when she was.
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"Do you think they're spies from another school?" A rather chubby kid called Peter, asked. He panted as he tried to keep up with his three other friends ahead of him. Sirus, a good-looking black haired teen, snorted. "Ha spies! And you wonder why I want him around!" He turned to a shaggy haired sixteen year old, Remus, who smiled in return. "Wormtail's got more imagination than the three of us combined!" "But I read in an article that Durmstrang always keeps up with the competition." Peter said earnestly. James, the teenager whom had spoken up in the infirmary, looked sideways at Peter. "Honestly do you really think the schools are in competition? They're here to teach us, not train us like some muggle military." Peter looked down at his feet and mumbled something incoherent. "Anyways," Sirus began. "I think they're tribal people from the forbidden forest. Maybe they apparated in." Remus sighed. "You do realize one; there are no people, let alone tribes in the Forbidden Forest. Two, no one can apparate on Hogwarts grounds. It's some protection spell around the castle." James spoke up. "Wasn't it weird though? I mean they just appear out of no where, land on Snape, which was cool by the way, and not to mention that guy looks a ton like Lucius." Sirus' eyes narrowed. "If he is in any way a Malfoy I'll go back and kick him right in the ribs now. That being said, lets go to dinner!"
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"Students will follow their house Prefects back to their Common rooms and await further instruction." Professor McGonagall stated as she tried establishing order. Filch looked angrily at the blood slowly drying and staining the wall. "Something ought to be done about this one. I say we go through the houses and find the guilty student. I'll string him up by his toe nails for this! Do you realize how much cleaning this will take?" He said hysterically. "Calm down Argus, we'll take care of this situation. Albus what do you think could have caused this?" Professor McGonagall asked the headmaster. "I don't know Minerva but keep this hallway off limits. Call Severus up here. He can identify if the blood is human or otherwise." The headmaster looked grave as he turned and headed for his office.
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"Do you know how you arrived here Ms," "Granger. Hermione Granger." "Right then, Ms. Granger?" Hermione sighed as she looked out the windows. It had been an hour since she woke up and she was beginning to wish she was still asleep. "I haven't any idea." She lied as she turned to face him. She had already decided against telling Professor Dippet, the headmaster during this time period, about the time turner. "Can you tell us who your companion is?" "His name is Draco Ma-"She paused. If she had gotten the time correctly, there was already a Malfoy occupying this school. Hermione was already in danger of changing history, and she was not about to change Draco's while she was at it. "Yes, go on." "Draco Thomas." She sent out a silent apology to Dean Thomas, even though he was decades away... "Do you go to a magic school like Hogwarts?" Professor Dippet asked as he scanned her face for clues. "Well yes, and no." *Great one Hermione.* She thought grimly. "Could you explain further? I'm afraid I don't understand." "Well I, um both me and Ma- uh Draco are tutored by my mum's brother." Hermione finished lamely. *Oh hell now he's going to ask about my family* But to her relief he stood up. "Well thank you for your time, you've cleared up several of my questions. I understand you and your friend Mister Thomas need to rest, so I will be back tomorrow. Then we will sort you for your house and year of intelligence. After all, I can't think of anything more I can have you do while I search for your relatives." Hermione sat back on her pillows and tiredly said goodbye as the headmaster left. She looked over to the sleeping form of Draco; blood smeared his silvery blonde hair. *What have I gotten myself into? What have I gotten him into?*
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"Headmaster the blood is not human. In fact, it isn't one I recognize at all." Snape told Professor Dumbledore as he looked at him quizzically. "I see. Well thank you for your help Severus and I would appreciate it if you would look into the matter more deeply. You can understand my concern of course." "Yes of course," Snape glanced over at the sample of blood on his desk. "I'll start running tests first thing tomorrow." "Very well." Snape looked up at Dumbledore. "What do you think it is?" The headmaster sighed as he looked over at Snape. "I haven't the faintest idea Severus. Not a clue, and that fact frightens me."
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Okay first off all, IM SO SORRY! I haven't updated in over a month and I blame it all on my terrible writers block. :sigh: Well there's the fourth chapter for you, if you like it review, if you don't... well review anyways because I love hearing from you all( Also reviewing helps me get chapters out faster... if that's any motivation lol.