Summary: When Hermione is accidentally knocked over, she somehow seems to be carried through time-to a future self. What will she do when she find out about what's really going on there? And will she learn to se past everything that had happened before?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story. The characters all belong to J.K. Rowling. But god, do I wish they were mine... And, this is my first English fanfic, so please, tell me what you really think, so that I can alter that…

Authors note: I'm so sorry! Time just ran away from me, and I guess i forgot everything about writing... I'm really sorry! But here is the next chapter, and I hope you like.

Chapter 3.

The next few weeks passed by and nothing out of the ordinary happened, with a few small exceptions of course. All the seventh years were overloaded with homework, and trips to Madame Pomfrey were not a rare sight these days. Almost everybody said that if nothing happened soon, they would surely die of boredom. As the Gryffindor and Slytherin seventh year students slowly sat down in their places in potions, laughter could be heard from two boys in the Gryffindor lot.
"What are you two up to?" The boys immediately put on an innocent face and looked up at the girl.
"Now 'Mione, what exactly do you mean by that comment? We don't have to be involved in everything that happens… Harry might just have told me a good joke, or it could just be the fact that Millicent is really gonna embarrass herself when she realises that the bottom of her robe is hitched up and stuck in her panties, which are really ugly by the way, really Hermione… I'm hurt that you think so little of us…" Hermione just sighed and looked at the two boys.
"Okay, I'm sorry guys, but just please tell me… Did you have anything…? No, on second thoughts… I don't want to know… That way nobody can accuse me of anything later on…" She shook her head and took a seat next to Parvati, and therefore missed the look that the two boys shared before snickering and then looking up towards the board, as if waiting for something.
That 'something' happened really soon. Lavender stumbled through the door and looked at Parvati and Hermione with shining eyes. She hastily took a place next to Hermione and wrote something on a peace of parchment, before sending it to Parvati.
'OMG!' Both the girls read it, but Hermione didn't quite understand the meaning.
"OMG? What's OMG?" Lavender giggled.
"OMG is Oh My God… And trust me, if this isn't an OMG, then I don't know what is!"
"Well, don't just stand there looking like a fish on dry land, spill it out!" Parvati said with shining eyes and looked at Lavender.
"Just don't write it down, just tell us! I can't wait to hear this!" Being the drama queen she was, Lavender took a deep breath, just for the effect, and then blurted out;
"Guess who just got caught, literally, with his pants down?" Without waiting for our reply she went on.
"Well, I'll tell you who! The Slytherin prince himself, with none other than their own little 'play toy'. Hmm, I wouldn't want that kind of a reputation… Anyways- they got caught by Snape! 'Unfortunately', maybe I should say, well, at least for Snape, and of course our little love doves, so was McGonagall with him, and he was forced to give them a months of detention, and McGonagall took 150 points from Slytherin for, and I quote; 'Having an intimate relationship in the middle of the corridor where a group of first years just passed by!' Ooh, this is the luckiest day in my life! Or, at least this year… But, the only sad thing is really that they were 'only' snogging eachother in the hallway, but they sure came close to an 'intimate' relationship…" She giggled and then hurried back to her place when the door flew up and hit the wall behind it. They all tried to hide the blush that threatened to creep up their cheeks. She thought she could hear snickering behind her back, but didn't dare to look over her shoulder, and therefore kept her eyes at the front of the classroom. Unfortunately that also meant that she had a clear sight of the two Slytherins as they were dragged into the classroom with a rather embarrassed look on their faces.
"Well, now that everybody is here, we'll just get down to business, shall we…" Snape looked at the two students with disgust written in his face, turned to the black board and with a flick of his wand, the instructions were there.
"Here is what we will do today. These potions are, as always, important for your final grade in potions, but know this. If you mess up, I do not want to see you in this classroom again!" He looked directly at the Gryffindors, with an amused expression, which soon turned cold, before they all got to work…
"That potion was something I wish that we will never have to work on again!" As soon as the Gryffindors came out from potions, all of them started to complain about what they had just been forced to do.
"Come on guys, it wasn't that bad! You just want someone to blame because you're bored!" The others looked at her guiltily and then looked down at the floor.
"You're only saying that 'cause you already knew how to make that potion! You stupid mudblood. You just can't handle not proving that you think you're so much more than the rest of us… Come on." Hermione whirled around and looked at the source of that hideous noise.
"Oh, and what would you happened to know about it Parkinson?" She sighed inwards. This was all too much for her to handle right now. She had to share a common room with Malfoy, rarely got to see her friends as she had Head duties to attend to, a ton of homework, and a whole lot of other things coming.
"You know what Parkinson, I don't care. You can keep your comment to yourself, because I have other things to do. So what if I knew how to make that potion? I study, and even if you obviously think that it's a waste of time, I don't. So just get of my back and leave me alone." The Slytherins stood stunned after that announcement and just watched her leave. Soon all the other Gryffindors followed, and you could still hear Ron's voice.
"That was bloody brilliant 'Mione!" No one in Slytherin dared to say a word. Pansy looked ready to kill someone, and nobody wanted to be that someone…
"Not a word! Not from anyone!" The Slytherins all shut their mouths' and just looked at her.

"Dracooooooo…." She wailed and walked up to him where he sat in a chair in front of the fire.
"Draco, you don't think she was right, right? I mean, she was really mean to me! And, it was totally unfair and uncalled for, right?" Now what is a guy supposed to say then? 'Yes Pansy, it was totally uncalled for, should I ask Crabbe and Goyle to take care of it all?' I mean, come on! She had brought it on herself, and it was, as much as it pained me to admit it, but she was right. Pansy did not care about homework or anything like that. She was perfectly happy about her life, and did not care about grades, if they did not mean that she could get thrown out of here. She also believed that she would be the next Mrs. Malfoy. And that was not something that was going too happened for the next century. Besides, he was busy. He knew that he had been under a spell of sorts, as he had been caught making out with Pansy, and he had called things of with her weeks ago, as he had found her with another guy. And nobody cheated on a Malfoy. But now, she seemed to think that they were back together, witch did not work very well for his plans.
"Pansy, can't you see that I'm busy? Leave me alone." She makes a small angry noise and walks over to some guys from sixth year. Probably wants to make me jealous again… I don't understand why she doesn't just give up. It's never worked before, so why should it now? He slowly got up and told Blaise and Theodore that he was going to his room and left them all.

"Okay guys, which one of you did it?" The five boys all looked at her with innocent faces; witch did not fool her for one second.
"Did what 'Mione?" She crocked one eyebrow and looked at them all.
"Oh, that…" The guys all started laughing and didn't answer her for a while.
"Oh come on Hermione! It was funny!" As a prefect and also as Head Girl, she really shouldn't be laughing at the whole thing, and she most certainly shouldn't let them go that easily, but she did.
"Yeah, okay, so it was funny…" The guys looked at eachother with huge smiles on their faces. They had gotten her to lighten up a bit.
"But that still doesn't mean that it's okay to do so! But I'm gonna be nice and let you of this time. And only this time!" The guys nodded enthusiastically and soon everybody was laughing at the whole matter again, before Hermione excused herself and left for her own common room.
"So Granger, exactly which one of your little friends pulled that stunt on me? It would have to have been Potty or Weasel, as Longbottom hardly can hold a wand without setting something on fire… And both Finnigan and Thomas were nowhere near me at the time…" She flinched. She had just gotten through the portrait hole, and hadn't given any thought as to the fact that he could be there. Now she just silently cursed herself for being so ignorant. She stopped dead in her tracks and didn't say a word.
"Of course, you would never tell me witch one of them, now would you? No, because you are a Gryffindor, and you are just so noble…" He spitted the words out, and when she dared a look on him, he smirked at her and got up. He had almost walked past her when he stopped and whispered to her;
"Trust me Granger, I will find out who did it to me, and I'll get my revenge."

"Hermione!" Numbly she turned around and forced a smile on her lips. Hermione was having a rough day, and wanted nothing more than to get into her own chambers and relax. She didn't really want to face her friends right now, but she also knew that she would have to.
"Hey guys… What are you doing!" The forced smile soon became a real one when she saw what the guys looked like.
"What have you been up to? You look horrible!" She couldn't help herself but started to laugh. Soon tears were running down her cheeks, and the guys soon followed. This really was too good to be true.
"What? It really wasn't our fault!" The boy quickly changed his mind when he saw the look on Hermiones face.
"Oh, okay, at least not all of it was our fault…" He flashed a smile towards her and then settled against a wall, causing the other boy to settle against it as well.
"Eey, Ron! Don't do that, I think I've told you about twenty times today already!" The red headed boy looked down at the floor, and then grinned at them.
"I know, and I'm sorry Harry, but you know, it really is easy to forget that one is hooked to you, literally! And dressed as women just to top it all!" They all laughed at this but the boys soon looked pleadingly at the girl.
"Please Hermione. You have got to get us out of this! I can't stand him! No offends Ron!" The boy had seen the look on his friends face, but then looked back at the girl;
"But I can't be hooked up to him like this, especially not in this outfit!" Hermione took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. But it really was hard, considering the fact that the two boys in front of her were hooked together by one side, and the only reason that she had recognised them were for the fact that they still sounded like the two boys she knew, otherwise they looked completely like girls.
"I'm really sorry Harry, Ron, but you have to know that this is so funny! But okay, I'll try and help you guys. Come with me and I'll take you to my common room." The guys, (or was it girls at the moment?), followed and soon made a run for it, nobody really wanna see two guys, temporarily girls running around with one of them stopping every few minutes to complain about things being in the way, other things missing, and of course… To check out his, (hers, whatever!) own body… Especially not in the corridor.
"Ron! Give it a rest! Yes, you are a girl at the moment, but that doesn't mean that you should check yourself out, especially not in the corridor!" She sighed and forced the guys in to her chamber were they could talk in private.