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!
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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. "Shit, 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.
Heartbroken Past------- Chapter 2: Old Beginnings
Hermione immediately shoved Draco away from her and quickly stood up. Muttering darkly, Draco got up as well.
"Professor Dumbledore." Draco said, bowing slightly. Hermione raised an eyebrow at the polite manners.
"We need to talk to you." Hermione said quietly.
"All right, then. Let's get into my office to talk." the Headmaster said seriously, "Raisnets."
Hermione gaped at the Headmaster. "Those are Muggle sweets…. I thought you liked Lemon Drops?" she said to him.
Professor Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in curiosity and slight delight. "I do? Well, I have an old attachment to Raisnets… yes, well, let's get up to my office to talk, now."
Though she was quite confused, Hermione nodded and followed Draco and the Headmaster up the revolving staircase and into the large office. They got seated and the Headmaster looked expectantly at them.
"Er-" Hermione said, glancing at Draco uncertainly.
"Excuse me, Professor, do you know who we are?" Draco finally said.
"I'm sorry to say, but I have no idea who you two are… though you, young man, look incredibly familiar." Professor Dumbledore said pleasantly, at Draco.
Draco muttered darkly, "Yeah, well, I wish I didn't.." Hermione looked at him with slight curiousity.
"What day is it?" asked Draco.
"October 16th." the Headmaster answered simply.
"A-and the year?" Hermione was almost afraid to ask.
"1978."
Hermione gasped and Draco gaped at the Headmaster.
"I'm assuming you aren't from this time." the Headmaster said gently. They both nodded quite miserably.
"Well, then... how did you get here?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"W-well..." Hermione stuttered, looking at Draco. He rolled his eyes. "Just tell him, I'll get in trouble anyways, in this time or when we get back."
Hermione nodded stiffly, and started to speak. "I was in the library with H- my friends and was almost finished when he came and wouldn't let us- well me go and my friends lost their tempers and one threw a random book at Malfoy, but he blocked it with me and it hit me, and we were transported here- both of us because he was holding onto me."
"Ah, so it was a book... what was the title and who was the author?" the Headmaster asked curiously.
"I only caught the author... it was 'Thefar Meti'. I've never heard of that author before, though." Hermione said, frowning. She turned to Draco, "did you see the title of the book?" she asked.
"Hey, I may be a lot taller than you, but you've still got a lot of hair. I couldn't see anything." Draco said smirking.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "At least it's not as bushy anymore. And at least mine doesn't look like it was bleached blonde."
"Watch it, Granger, you don't even have blonde hair!" Draco exclaimed slightly angrily.
"I don't think we should be having House rivalries at the moment. Tell me, are the school houses still like this in the future?" Dumbledore asked anxiously.
Hermione and Draco both looked at each other and nodded slightly shamefully.
"I do not know of a way to get 20 years to the future yet, but I shall inform Minerva of this and we will search for a way back for you two. There's not reason why you two shouldn't continue your schooling…. Do you have your supplies?" the Headmaster asked.
"I've got most of my books and a bit of parchment, ink, and quills in my school bag. I don't have my cloak or any other clothing except for what I'm wearing right now." Hermione answered.
"Me too." Draco said.
"You two may go to Hogsmeade together to get whatever it is that you need and have your dinner there, if you like. I'm not sure if dinner will still be on the tables when you come back. It's not too dark outside. I expect you two to be back in an hour, unless you two are eating there." Dumbledore said. He took out a medium sized velvet sack and handed each of them 8 Galleons. "That should be enough for you two. And before you two leave, I'd like you to get sorted again."
They both spun around. "Sorted again?" they repeated in sync.
"Yes, well, I'd think that all of this may change the Sorting Hat's choice for you two." Dumbledore said cheerfully.
"B-but… we're already sorted!" Hermione exclaimed. She didn't want to end up in Hufflepuff or Slytherin. She wanted to stay in Gryffindor.
"Yes, well, I must insist you be sorted once more." Dumbledore said vaguely with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes (I'm doing this on purpose, you'll find out why...).
Dumbledore got the tattered old Sorting Hat and first put it on Hermione.
'Eh… I remember you, Ms. Granger….'
'Yes, well….. Can you just please sort me now?' Hermione thought impatiently.
'Alright, then…Let's see now… Hufflepuff won't do you any good… Slytherin, no, no, no… they're too ambitious and selfish if I do say so myself….. Ravenclaw.. ahhh, that might be good…. Quite the intelligent one, aren't you… hmm… yes… well, I'll just put you in….'
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Hermione let out a relieved breath and happily took the Sorting Hat off and passed it to Draco. Hermione rolled her eyes. Malfoy would be in Slytherin for sure.
Draco took about three minutes to get sorted, which was very unusual. He looked genuinely confused at whatever the Sorting Hat was saying. He glanced at Hermione several times. Finally----
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"WHAT!" Draco shouted while Hermione screamed it.
"That can't be possible… he's a Slytherin!" Hermione exclaimed. Draco glared at her and said icily, "it's not as if I asked to be in Gryffindor, Granger."
They both looked at Professor Dumbledore, who was smiling. "You two may take a Portkey over to the entrance of Hogsmeade. Remember, never to go places separately and stick together at all times. I don't know what's occurring in your time, but here, there are many mysterious and dangerous creatures lurking about."
"Like the Dar- Voldemort?" Draco said.
Professor Dumbledore looked a bit startled. "Yes, him…. You speak his name?"
"Now I do…" Draco said, while Hermione answered, "Yes."
"Quite impressed… well you two should be going if you want to get back before it gets too dark." Dumbledore took an old ribbon and said, "Whenever you two feel like coming back, tap your wand on it once and say 'portus'. The Portkey will activate and well, you know the rest."
They nodded and touched the old ribbon and they felt a pull on their navels and were transported to the entrance of Hogsmeade.
"So…" Hermione said quietly. "You're in Gryffindor… Just please don't act cold hearted towards everyone."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Don't worry about me, Granger, I'm a big boy. Now let's go get our robes and all that rubbish."
Hermione sighed as she followed Draco throughout Hogsmeade.
