SUMMARY: Regular story of Hermione going to the past (Marauder's Time) with Draco Malfoy. I haven't really gotten the whole thing planned out so I don't know what's going to happen. But I promise it won't be a Hermione/Draco thing. Enjoy!

Also, I dunno why I chose this title, but I might change it later on!

Heartbroken Past------- Chapter 1: Quarrels

"Hermione!" Ron Weasley exclaimed. Ron, Hermione, and Harry, the 'Golden Trio' of Hogwarts was in the school library.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in their seventh and last year of Hogwarts. Harry had told Ron and Hermione about the prophecy in his sixth year. Hermione grew a lot (as in height), as did Harry and Ron. Ron was now 6"2 and Harry was just an inch shorter. Hermione, being a girl, was just 5"5. Hermione didn't change much over the years. She still had the bushy hair, though a little less bushy than before. She also was still very studious and top of her year.

Harry hadn't gotten over Sirius' death until the middle of their 6th year. Hermione and Ron had snapped him out of depression before he did anything incredibly stupid. He had told them the Prophecy afterwards and Hermione and Ron made him swear not to keep things that important to himself. Hermione had cried and positively bawled when Harry told them of the Prophecy while Ron grew pale and silent. Hermione felt a bit sorrowful and sad for Harry now because he was keeping such a burden, but knew nothing could be changed. A prophecy was a prophecy and it needed to be fulfilled.

"Hermione, let's go!" Harry whined.

"Oh, shut it, Harry, I'm almost done- oh no! I've got to finish a whole sentence!" Hermione mock gasped.

Ron fell for it and truly gasped. "Hang on-"he said slowly. Harry and Hermione burst into laughter.

"No fair!" Ron whined. "I'm hungry! Dinner's going to start soon!"

"Oh, Ron, stop being such a-"

"Pig, Weasley. Mudblood's right, I'm afraid." A cold, male voice drawled.

"Go away, Malfoy." Harry said almost immediately.

Draco Malfoy appeared from behind a bookshelf and stood nearest to Hermione. Hermione quickly put her belongings away, put her wand into the pockets of her robes, and slung her heavy bag (almost every subject was in her bag) over her shoulder.

"Are you staying here to study, Malfoy?" Hermione asked, eyeing Malfoy's heavy looking bag.

Confused, Malfoy answered, "Yes…"

"Oh, that's nice, then we'll be leaving now." She said quickly and carelessly as she started to walk away.

Malfoy's cheeks tinged and he grabbed Hermione's bag and growled, "Not so fast, Granger."

"Let go of her, you slimy git!" Harry hissed in anger.

Ron grabbed a stray book (that was quite dusty and thick) and threw it at Malfoy. Malfoy panicked and tried to grab Hermione in front of him and she struggled to get out of his grip. She saw the book shooting at her and saw the name 'Thefar Meti' before the book hit her right in the face. Hermione felt her whole body moving in swift circles and felt Malfoy's grip on her bag tight with panic. Finally, she felt her body suddenly jerk and she fell onto something rather warm and soft.

"Oomph!" she mumbled in slight pain. Her elbow hit something quite hard.

"Granger, get off of me, I can't breathe!" a pained and muffled voice said from underneath her.

Hermione opened her eyes and saw Malfoy's head below her face. She lifted herself slightly to see Malfoy's head.

"Malfoy?" she questioned.

"As much as I like the view, I'd really like to breathe again!" Malfoy gasped.

Hermione followed Malfoy's eyes to her chest, blushed, and rolled off of him. He could be such an arrogant prick even when he couldn't breathe. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Merlin, Granger- you hit my head really hard!" Malfoy exclaimed, rubbing his head.

Oh. So that was the hard thing her elbow hit.

"Shut up, Malfoy." Hermione said, rolling her eyes yet again.

They both lay there for a moment, doing nothing.

"We're at Hogwarts- in front of the hallway to the Gryffindor common room portrait hole." Draco (I'm just going to call him Draco now) commented after an awkward silence.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You don't have o tell me, of course I know that. Wait, how do you know it's by the Gryffindor common room?" she asked suspiciously.

Malfoy ignored her question and instead said, "Well I don't know about you, but I'm going to figure out why we're here and not where we were."

Malfoy got up and straightened his slick hair and robes.

"Well- aren't you going to help me up?" Hermione said bossily.

"Why would I do that, Mudbl-"

"Don't you dare. We're probably in a lot of trouble because of you and your pathetic arrogance and I do not want some other thing added to it. Got it? Good. Now help me up." Hermione said shrilly, eyes flashing dangerously.

Malfoy inwardly gulped. Hesitantly, he held out a large, strong hand and effortlessly pulled Hermione up. He thought of wiping his hand on his robes, but thought the better of it. Hermione looked up at Maloy and glared at him (he was about Ron's height).

"Oy! You two! You should be in the Great Hall!" a slightly tired male voice said loudly. Footsteps quickly walked towards them.

Both Draco and Hermione rolled their eyes.

"And what if we don't want to be there?" Draco drawled demandingly. He had an air of importance and high authority.

They both turned to see who was on the verge of telling them off. Hermione frowned. She had never seen this guy at Hogwarts before. He had a slim body and lean muscles. He was about as tall as Harry and had slightly pale skin. He had light brown, almost blond hair and big, bright brown eyes. He looked kind and had a responsible air around him and Gryffindor robes on. He was decent looking and looked quite tired.

Hermione looked up at Draco and he shrugged.

"Er- who're you?" Hermione asked.

The boy looked suspiciously at them and answered, "Remus Lupin. You two are?"

Hermione froze and quickly paled. She immediately gripped onto Draco's wrist in fright and shock. Draco looked at Hermione in alarm and slight surprise.

"W-what did you say?" Draco asked, eyebrows creasing. He actually sounded quite calm.

The guy looked even more suspicious. "I'm Remus Lupin, Gryffindor Prefect, 7th Year. Who are you two? I've never seen you two before." he said, his tone set on alarm and curiosity.

"Erm…. We're, er-" Draco stuttered.

"Dumbledore!" Hermione squeaked. She held her grip on Draco's hand and ran (they had their bags over their shoulders already).

"Granger, slow down!" Draco panted, nearly fifty staircases later.

Hermione stopped abruptly, causing Draco to bump into her. She started to walk quickly.

"I-is he really Remus Lupin? What's going on? Where exactly are we? In an alternate universe, or something? Why was Remus so young, if it was really him? Where-" Hermione cried, panicked.

"Granger, for the love of Merlin, calm down!" Draco interrupted irritably. He thought deeply for a moment.

"I've no idea what's going on. Something's obviously different- and wrong." he said. Draco sighed. He then noticed Hermione was still gripping onto his hand tightly. He started to let go.

"No, don't- please." Hermione said in a small voice. "I need to- someone-"

Draco looked down at her helplessness and sighed tiredly. He couldn't 'abandon' a helpless person, much less a girl. He had learned from his mother that he shouldn't ever disrespect or act coldly towards a female while they were helpless or in a sickly position. Truthfully, Draco did not want to be a Death Eater. His father had not yet let him be one- he wanted him to be one the day after graduation. Draco hated what Death Eaters did with a passion, though he still had to act like he hated 'Mudbloods' and everyone else his father thought was less superior to him. His mother hated what Lucius was doing, also, but couldn't do anything about it.

"So, we're going to the Headmaster's office- what're you going to say to him?" Draco asked Hermione lightly.

"W-we could tell him the truth." Hermione said quietly, with a small roll of her eyes.

"Hey, I saw that!" Draco said loudly.

Hermione fought the urge to roll her eyes again. "We don't know what the truth is, though. We have to tell the Headmaster everything- because if this whole thing is true, we need to get back to our time."

"So, you're accepting that we're in a whole different time." Draco stated.

Hermione shrugged. "I don't want it to be the truth… I'd much rather be where we're supposed to be." Her eyes started to burn and her sight became blurry with tears, but she wouldn't let them fall.

Draco saw this and winced. He had no idea what to do in these kinds of situations. "Er- everything's going to be fine… it'll be okay…" he said awkwardly, with a very awkward pat on her head.

Hermione giggled through her tears. "You really need practice on comforting girls, Malfoy."

"Yes, Granger, I know…." Draco muttered.

They reached the stone gargoyles that guarded Headmaster Dumbledore's office. Draco and Hermione looked at each other. They didn't know the password.

"Drooble's Best Blowing Gum?" Hermione tried, "Mint Humbugs? Blood Pops?"

Draco caught onto what Hermione was doing and started naming sweets, too. "Lemon Drops? Exploding Bon Bons? Chocolate Frogs? Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans?" None of them worked. Hermione and Draco kept naming sweets, but none of them worked.

Draco grew frustrated. "Open up, you bloody, ugly piece of stone!" he shouted. He walked up to it and gave it a good, hard kick. At the same time, Hermione exclaimed, "Malfoy, don't!" it was too late.

"Bloody piece of shit! Fuck—that hurt!" Draco cursed loudly in pain. Hermione winced. Harry had warned her and Ron not to ever loose their tempers on the stone gargoyles and kick them, for they would end up with a very painful stubbed toe.

Draco hopped around, his hands holding onto his left foot and lost his balance, and toppled over Hermione. They both fell, Draco on Hermione.

"Ouch." Draco said feebly.

Hermione glared at Draco. "Bloody hell, Malfoy, don't ever do that again!" she growled.

"Ahem." An amused voice coughed politely above them. Hermione and Draco looked up slowly.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione squeaked weakly.

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This is a revised version. Yup. You guys thought it was kinda weird for Hermione to be too different so I made her more similar to the real Hermione. Thanks for helping me! Read And Review please! Tell me if you like it better now!