Chapter Ten- Full of Surprises

Hermione gave him a broken smile (which Tom found real hot) but in the inside she was panicking panicking!!

"Oh, my gosh!" she said to herself. "His name is Tom Marvolo Riddle? The Lord Voldemort? My best friend's worst enemy? I should be ashamed of myself, for almost having a crush on that maniac who hate my lot. But how could he hate me? I mean, I am a Slytherin. This whole happening's really strange. Ugh! I HATE IT HATE IT HATE IT!!!"

"Well," said Tom, standing up. "I have to do some paperwork with the Head Girl." He grinned at Hermione and told her she should go back to the girls' dormitories to rest." Then he left. Hermione went to the right wing because that was where the girls' dormitories were at Gryffindor, but suddenly, a boy with the same ruddily brown hair as hers blocked her way.

"Where do you think you're going, cutie?" he said coldly, sneering at her.

"I'm going inside the girls' dormitories, so if you don't mind, PLEASE get out of the way," Hermione said as coldly, staring intently at his hazel eyes, which strongly resembled her father's.

"WHY YOU LITTLE—" The boy almost seized her, as he was in a bad mood that day, but stopped and back off Hermione when he saw someone behind her back. It was Tom, Hermione's (sort of) Knight In Shining Armour.

"Oy, Granger, who says you can hurt that girl?" Tom sneered.

"What?! I didn't—" Granger said innocently.

"Granger, you better learn to respect the ladies," Tom said.

"Like you RESPECT them, RIDDLE!!!!" said Granger, putting much emphasis in "Riddle."

"You're gonna pay for that, you numbskull," spat Tom. "Never call me Riddle or I'm gonna murder you."

"So don't butt in someone's business!" yelled Granger and stomped back inside the right wing.

"Granger? He was a Granger? Is he my darn cousin or my twin? We look so much alike…"

By then, Hermione was staring at nothing. Tom had to wave his hands at Hermione's face.

"Uh…hullo…whoever you are…" Tom called out. The "whoever you are" part made Hermione snap back to reality. She giggled.

"Uh, sorry," she apologized. "I'm Hermione by the way. Hermione Anne G-Granger."

"What?!" said Tom. "Are you related to Ludwig Granger?"

"I dunno," Hermione shrugged.

"Woah…" said Tom. "Well, Granger's not a common name, you know…"

But Hermione was lost in her thoughts again.

"Ludwig Granger?! That's the name of my grandfather…well, we never talked about him and the relatives on my Father's side…oh, my gosh! My granfather's a wizard! And a Slytherin too and I know Slytherins marry witches so…my-father-is-a-WIZARD!!! I'm a half-blood."

She was in a state of shock.

"Wait, wait wait! HOW did Voldemort become Tom Riddle again? Did he sneak the Exilir of Life whatever? And why is my grandfather suddenly seventeen years old…this could only mean one thing…I was transported back to…"

"1944," she blurted out loud. Tom looked at her stupidly. "Y-yes, Hermione, right? This is 1944."

"W-what?!" Hermione gasped. What about her mission? To get her Draco back? Was she gonna leave it all behind and have fun with Slytherins in Hogwarts? Come to think of it, she was TOO OLD to even be there, because she's eighteen (but looks like 16).

"OHHHHHH!!!!" Hermione moaned and lay down in the velvety couch in the common room.

A/N: SORRY IT'S ONLY A SHORT CHAPTER (well, for me it is). I'VE BEEN BUSY READING A LOT OF OTHER FANFICS FOR INSPIRATION. THOSE WHO REVIEWED…I PROMISE TO R&R YOUR STORIES!!

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Nikki –my reel name (haha)