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!

PREVIOUS CHAPTER:

"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.

Heartbroken Past------------ Chapter 3:

Once they were finished with the necessary shopping, they had two galleons left each.

"I think we should spend it." Draco stated.

"I don't think we should, Malfoy." Hermine said frowning.

"He gave it to us to use. How about this, we do 'Rock Paper Scissors' to see who wins. If I win, then both of us will spend our money, and if you win, we just keep it or give it back to Dumbledore." Draco said. Hermione looked suspiciously at him, and then finally said, "Fine."

They did 'Rock Paper Scissors' and Draco won. Paper over rock.

"Let's go to Quality Quidditch... I want to see if they have any Beater's bats and miniature Bludger." Draco eagerly pulled Hermione by the arm and even though she stopped on her heels, he kept pulling her with him without an effort.

"Wait a minute- I thought you were a Seeker." Hermione told him.

"That's only because my fath- because I don't like it much anymore…. Knocking people about with bludgers is better- especially if it's Potter." Draco quickly said without stopping.

They entered the store and Draco immediately strode over towards the Beaters section. He found what he wanted and paid one galleon for it and got five sickles back (so now he has one galleon and five sickles).

"Alright, now where do you want to go?" Draco asked lazily.

Hermione looked around and spotted a store and grinned. She pointed to the store. "There."

Draco looked over to where she was pointing and groaned aloud as he read it. "'Madame Schubert's Gowns, Dresses, Tuxes, Dress Robes, Suits, etc. for All Occasions'… Oh, no." This time, Hermione dragged Draco there, grabbing him by his arm.

When they got there, Hermione looked over towards the evening gowns and dresses section while Draco waited near the dressing rooms. He knew this was going to take at least fifteen minutes and they had already spent fifteen minutes on their school things and Quality Quidditch… which meant they would be a little late. He sighed.

Hermione looked at nearly all of the dresses and brought six of them to the dressing rooms. She pulled the curtain closed and tried one on. It was a red dress with silver sequins on it and showed more than half of her cleavage. It was long and flowing and had thin straps to hold the dress up. She came out and showed Draco. He immediately perked up at the large amount of skin shown on her.

"I like that one." Draco immediately said as she twirled around slowly.

"Sorry, but I don't." Hermione said mock sweetly. She went back inside the dressing room and hung that dress on the 'Not Getting' hooks. She tried on a different one. This one was pinkish and purplish and was strapless. It came with evening silk gloves and a cute little pink purse. She actually really like how it looked on her. She walked out and posed for Draco.

"I like that one too!" Draco said grinning.

"I do too." Hermione said, smiling slightly. "It's really good for Valentine's Day."

She went back into her little cubicle and set it down on the 'Maybe Getting' section. She tried on the third one. It was black and white, with ties going down the sides. It had skinny straps and sparkly beads around the chest. Hermione opened the curtains and showed Draco.

"I like it- but it's not you." Draco simply said.

Hermione snorted. "Since when have you become such an expert on dresses?" she asked. Draco just glared slightly and shrugged.

Hermione went back in to try the third to last dress. It was black and green. It came with a skimpy shawl and a black purse. The dress was like a halter and came with black evening gloves. Basically, she loved it. She walked outside and showed Draco. His interest grew immediately.

"Woah, Granger…." Draco said, almost mesmerized.

Hermione grinned as she twirled around slowly. "I'll take it as a yes." and walked back in the dressing room.

She laid it over the one that was pink and purple and tried on the second to last one. It was a whitish color and had a slit around the front and side of the dress. It was sort of a V-Neck, but flowed around the chest part. She looked at herself and grinned. Hermione walked out of the dressing room and showed Draco.

"What about this one?" she asked him. He raised an eyebrow and looked her over.

"That's a good one. It suits you. It's all, light and happy-like." Draco said, finding it hard to find the right way to describe her and it.

Hermione rolled her eyes and walked back to the dressing room. She slipped it off and put on the last one. It fit her perfectly and snuggled against her curves. It was blue and black blended together and there were rhinestones neatly scatter around the top of the dress. The dress was strapless and quite beautiful. She slowly opened the curtains and walked closer to Draco.

"How about this one?" she asked nervously. She liked this one the best.

Draco started at her and the dress….. and kept staring for a while.

"Well? What do you think of it?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"Yum." Draco whispered loudly. Hermione grinned and decided that she liked that answer. Not specifically from him, of course, but the over all answer.

"Great!" she said happily and practically bounced into her dressing room. Hermione quickly put her clothes back on and got out of the dressing room with the clothes that Draco and Hermione agreed on. They were the pink and purple one, the green and black one, the whitish colored one, and the blue blended with black dress.

"Oh, no!" Hermione exclaimed sadly. She had forgotten about the money from all the excitement.

Draco stared at her at loss, and then remembered something and he felt incredibly stupid.

"Look…" he started slowly. He couldn't believe he was actually going to help her. A mud-muggleborn. A Gryffindor. Potter's friend. "I just remembered… I've got a load of money in this compartment in my bag… a lot of it… So I could pay for it and you pay me back when we get to our time." Draco said, pulling a large pouch of galleons from way inside his heavy bag.

Hermione's eyes widened. "N-no, I can't do that… all these dresses cost nearly 20 galleons!"

"Well, I've got more than fifty of them in here." Draco said impatiently.

"Look… I don't want to sound spoiled so… I'll only get them if you buy some tuxes or suits or dress robes." Hermione said.

Draco sighed at her annoying girly qualities. "Fine, Granger. Whatever. We need to hurry… we're nearly late. Forty minutes have passed." He said.

"Okay… just pick stuff, and then we'll be out of here quicker." Hermione said, plopping down on the comfortable chair that he occupied minutes ago.

Draco only took about eight minutes to find five pairs of dress robes, suits, and tuxes. They were all either dark blue, dark velvet, black, or deep emerald green.

"That'll be 45 galleons." The witch at the counter said lazily. Draco dumped them on the counter and took the shopping bags.

"Umm Malfoy? How are we going to explain this to the Headmaster?" Hermione asked.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Are you a witch or not? You can just shrink them and put them in your pocket." He said.

'Oh… right… I feel like such a twit…' Hermione thought.

"We've got five minutes till the hour. I fancy some butterbeer right now." Draco said, already steering toward the Three Broomsticks.

Hermione gave a helpless sigh and followed Draco to the Three Broomsticks. When they opened the door and got inside, they saw that the room was really crowded.

"Maybe we should just leave… it's packed and it'll take too long to get our order set." Hermione whispered, not knowing why.

"Don't be such a goody goody. Live a little, Granger." Draco said with a roll of his eyes. He took Hermione's arm in impatience and pulled her to a small table in a corner. Madame Rosmerta was there in a second to get their order.

"I haven't seen you two here before. Are you two new?" Madame Rosmerta asked curiously. She looked about 25 to 30 years old.

Hermione glanced nervously at Draco before answering politely, "Yes, we just transferred to Hogwarts from Durmstrang… we didn't really like all the Dark Magic there. It was too, er,-"she couldn't find the word.

"Dark." Draco simply finished. Hermione looked at Draco and giggled silently.

"That's good. Not too many people here are in for the Dark Magic rubbish here. Mostly cheery folk live around here. But some very few people, they choose to turn to the Dark side. I don't recommend that…. So, what can I get for the cute new couple?" Madame Rosmerta asked cheerfully.

"We're not dating." Hermione and Draco said immediately. They each thought it was a completely horrifying thought.

"I see. Sorry for the mistake." Madame Rosmerta said apologetically, smiling knowingly.

Hermione shook it away and asked for two butterbeers.

"Oh no, Malfoy, we're late now!" Hermione exclaimed unhappily.

"Oh, calm down, we'll just say we decided to have dinner here, then we'll sneak out after curfew and go to the kitchens to eat." Draco said casually.

"What?" Hermione squeaked. "That's just preposterous! This is our first day here and you want to sneak out? You don't want us to get suspended or expelled, do you?"

"Don't have a Hippogriff, Granger. They can't expel us, we're not even from this time so where else would we go? Dumbledore's a nice guy and he won't kick us out, knowing we're from the future. He'd want to keep an eye on us, making sure we don't say something we're not supposed to and that rubbish." Draco spoke, as if explaining to a little child where babies came from.

Hermione paused. The slimy git had a point, there. "Oh, alright…" she muttered, "we're going to get in trouble, I just know it! If only we had the cloak and map…"

"What?" Draco asked curiously.

"Never you mind," Hermione said, waving him off. Then she gasped. "That's it! We do have them! We can just go up there and steal them…" she said quietly to herself.

"What? Steal what? Have what?" Draco demanded instantly.

"The cloak and the map!" Hermione exclaimed softly, turning to face him. She looked around apprehensively, then leaned closer into him. She smelled his sharp, minty smell and looked up at him.

"What, Granger?" Draco demanded.

"If I tell you, swear you won't repeat ever, Malfoy." Hermione said quietly.

Draco frowned. "Fine." He finally said. He leaned in to hear what she had to say.

"Harry's father is here. And his friends." Hermione whispered, "that means they have the Marauder's Map and Invisibility cloak."

"The what, Granger?" Draco asked with a look of annoyance and confusion.

"Harry's father and his friends made a map of all of Hogwarts, showing where everyone is and their very movement and all of the secret passageways around the school. And Harry's father has an Invisibility cloak they use to get around places." Hermione whispered, explaining very slowly.

Hermione watched Draco's expressions change from confusion to processing to surprise, and finally, realization.

"Bloody hell!" He exclaimed loudly. "that's bloody awesome!"

Hermione let out a sigh of relief. Before she could say anything else, Madame Rosmerta came back with two large mugs of hot butterbeer. Draco paid one galleon for them.

"So, how are we going to sneak over and get them?" Draco asked conversationally.

"Erm…. I was hoping you could go up there while I watch the common room for stray late night people to ward them off." Hermione said.

"Me!" Draco exclaimed.

"Well, yes. You're a guy, so it wouldn't be very hard to explain why you're up there if any of them happened to wake up. As for me, I have no excuse. I would be a girl in the 7th year boys' dormitories." Hermione explained.

"Well, for one, you could be a prostitute or something, coming to save them from being rusty for so long." Draco said smirking.

Hermione blushed an angry red, "Shut it, Malfoy." She muttered. "Just forget it. Forget what I said. This is way too bloody complicated. We'll just have to watch out for Mrs. Norris, Filch, and the teachers." She said, frustrated.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever you want, Granger." He said sarcastically.

They finished up their butterbeers, got their purchases, and left the Three Broomsticks together. The sky was dark when they walked out of the restaurant. Before they did anything else, they both shrunk their shopping bags and put them safely in their pockets.

"Let's get to the school now before the Headmaster starts to worry." Hermione said with a yawn. "and I'm incredibly tired…"

"Where do you think we'll sleep? I mean, I don't think he'll let us in the dormitories until we're announced so the others won't wake up to a surprise and that such." Draco pondered aloud, while taking the ribbon out of his pocket. They walked over to a darkened alleyway where nobody could see them.

"Probably in a separate room or something. Portus." Hermione said, tapping the ribbon with her wand. It glowed for a second.

Draco and Hermione both held onto the ribbon and in an instant, they were portkeyed away to Hogwarts. They ended up in the Headmaster's office, where he was fondly petting his Phoenix, Fawkes.

"Why, hello, I didn't expect you two back so early." Dumbledore said kindly, smiling.

"Oh, well, we were fast." Hermione said feebly.

"I suppose you two must be quite hungry. I'll allow you two to go to the kitchens for some food. I think the house elves have some leftover food from the dinner just fifteen minutes ago. I'm assuming you know your way to the kitchens?" Dumbledore asked, eyes twinkling merrily.

Hermione nodded while blushing slightly, "Yes, sir."

"Good, good… then off you go- Oh! I forgot, you'll be staying in a separate dormitory until tomorrow, when I announce you two to Gryffindor. Your dormitory is just around the corner of my office, so if you need anything, I'll be right here. It's the picture of a waterfall with a mermaid on it. The mermaid, Aurelia, will be admitting you two in. The password is Galleon." Dumbledore explained quickly.

Hermione and Draco nodded in understanding and politely left his office and walked to their dormitory.

"Erm- Galleon." Draco said unsurely. The mermaid giggled at Draco before letting them both in.

"Wow…" Hermione gasped. This room was almost better than the Gryffindor common room. It was in blue and silver and has comfortable looking couches and armchairs. It was one big room with a bed on each side and a door that led to the bathroom. There was a burning fireplace and tables and a bookshelf full of books. The whole room itself wasn't too large, but large enough to move around. It was almost as big as the Gryffindor common room.

"I guess we'll be sleeping here, then." Draco stated. He walked over and dumped his belongings on the floor by his bed and Hermione did the same.

Suddenly, a pop was heard from the largest table in front of the couches and armchairs. There were two jugs of Pumpkin juice, sandwiches, chicken, potatoes, fish and chips, and many other foods set up on the table along with two plates, two glasses, and proper eating utensils set for two.

"Looks like we don't have to sneak into the kitchen, then." Draco said lightly. Hermione nodded faintly.

After Draco and Hermione ate dinner, they got ready to sleep.

"I can't believe we have to sleep in the same room." Hermione grumbled loudly enough so Draco could hear it.

Draco sneered. "It's not like I actually want to be nearly unconscious in a room with you, Granger."

"Oh, don't worry, the feeling is completely mutual." Hermione said sweetly, getting in her fluffy bed.

Draco rolled his eyes as he got into his bed. They both lay there for a moment in silence in the glow of one candle set on the wall by each of their beds.

"I still can't believe you're in Gryffindor." Hermione said after the silence.

"That's the only thing that I agree with you on, Granger." Draco stated lazily, propping his hands behind his head.

"You should be in Slytherin, where you belong. You won't be able to survive the year being in a classroom and everywhere else with the Gryffindors. You can't handle being nice and everything." Hermione said slightly bossily.

"Excuse me, Granger?" Draco drawled. "Do I hear a bet coming on?"

Hermione scoffed. "I don't want to make a bet with you, Malfoy. It's not even worth it. But you know I would win. It's just in your blood to be mean and nasty."

"Ten galleons I can make it through the year being a err- 'true Gryffindor'." Draco said at once.

"Fine." Hermione snapped and turned her back to Draco to sleep.

Okay so that was the third chapter. Yeah I know, it's really messy and unorganized but I couldn't think of anything good to write. More to come later. Much later. I don't have much time to write 'cos I've got classes and homework and everything I have to do. But Read and Review!