PLOT: Hermione has changed over the summer, but was there reason? She has grown up but what happens when she is suddenly thrown into another time? Is she going to fulfill her destiny or is she going to cause all of the pain and death? Will she find love or hate?

RATED: R

Is There Always a Reason?

Chapter Two: New Acquaintances

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Hermione was in pain, so much pain she moaned and tossed and turned on the chair. Her head it hurt her so much, it was like being stabbed with knives over and over again. Her eyes fluttered open and closed, and she saw a boy running a cloth across her arm. With her other hand she grabbed his and held on firmly. "So sleeping beauty has awakened." This voice was the voice of someone not known to her so she dug her nails into his hands. "What the? What was that for?" As her vision came back to her she saw what this boy looked like. He had hair like Malfoy but it was black and not slicked back on his head, he let it hang loose. His eyes were a deep shade of grey his face was taunt with worry. His clothes were old, he wore a loose fitting black shirt and with a fifties style jacket and corduroy tan pants.

"I'm sorry, it's just you startled me."

"Startled you? You appear in my compartment out of no where and I startle you?"

"Well . . . " 'this isn't my compartment how did I get here?' while Hermione was pondering she didn't realize this man was looking her over.

(The boy's intake of Hermione) 'Who is this girl? Why haven't I seen her before? Surely she would have tried to get me to notice her if she knew me but unlike the other girls I would have enjoyed her company she is beautiful.' She had chocolate brown hair that was silky smooth and she had ruby red lips. 'What's with her clothes, this red top without straps that cupped her beautifully and a black jacket. Tight fitting blue pants that showed her stomach, this girl is definitely new. None of the girls around here wear clothing like that.' His thoughts were interrupted by her sweet voice "My face is here." She said while pointing her finger at it "Not down there."

"Like I didn't notice."

"Well you think you could at least let me up?" considering she was lying on the plush seat with tom sitting next to her leaning on her.

"Oh, ya sorry babe."

'Babe? He just called me babe that's like a fifties term.' "Well umm . . . . "Now that Hermione was sitting up a stinging pain was coursing throughout her body. "I think I'm just going to leave." As she stood up her legs failed her and she fell forward preparing for her fall, but it never came. Two strong arms grabbed her waist and pulled her back up, but wouldn't let go. "Ya know you can let go of me."

"What no thank you?" came from above her as he spun her around to face him.

"Thank you." This came out a little too sarcastically "By the way what's your name." at this he bent down close to her and held her tight as he whispered in her ear.

"Tom Riddle." 'TOM RIDDLE! This is Tom Riddle the future Lord Kill all muggles Voldermort! I have to get out of here!"

"I-I-I'll be going now." She turned to leave but couldn't beak his grasp. "Let me go." She said defiantly as she stood on her tip-toes to look at him menacingly but she reached only above his shoulders. He smirked at her feeble attempt to scare him, though he started to release her he decided against it.

"On one condition."

"What?"

"Your name."

"My name?"

"Yes your name the thing people tend to call you by."

"I know what a name is I wasn't born yesterday." 'In fact I was born about 40 years from now. Wait I don't have a name, well I do but I cant give him my name, I have to make one up. . . . Okay let's think . . . .'

"I'm waiting, cause if you don't give me a name ill have to resort to calling you babe." 'okay stall.'

"On one condition. What is the day and the year?"

"Okay, it is September 1st 1942. And you name would be?"

"Katrina."

"Do you have a last name Katrina?"

"Yes it's Scarlet."

"Katrina Scarlet that's a beautiful name."

"Yes it is now if you excuse me I'll be going now." And with that she swept out of the compartment and down the hall. She passed by several compartments all of them full, she stopped at one and entered, though she didn't realize there were people in it.

"Can I help you?" ask a girl with dark black hair and red tips.

"Sorry I was just looking for a place to sit."

"I'm Thorn and you are?"

"Katrina. I'm new."

"That explains why I have never seen you before. Come along and have a seat. This here is Melody." She pointed to a short blonde in the corner and the to all tall brunette that just walked in the door. "This is Jewels.  We are sixth years the same as you I presume."

"Yes."

"Well we are in Slytherin house, but since you probably haven't been sorted yet I guess we could still be friends if you don't get sorted into our house."

"I'd like that. "So for awhile they talked and talked and ate from the sweets cart and then Hermione got up and bid them good-bye. "I have to go because I need to find my stuff; I hope to see you guys soon."

"Ta-ta." At that Hermione left the cart and she heard on of the girls mutter.

"I think I'm starting to like her, she seems like a good friend." With a grin on her face she found an empty compartment and fell asleep thinking about what house she was going to be sorted in and if she was going to be sorted separately or with the new first years.

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A/N : That's it for right now I am writing my third chapter right now and hope to have it up by the 17 of December so come back for more and please review!! What house should Hermione be in Slytherin, or Ravenclaw? Review and tell me. I also want to thank those who have reviewed. I'll be updating soon lots of thanks

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