"Where we come from, it is the year 1995...weare from the future."

"So, you mean we're stuck here?"

"Yes, I'm afraid so."

Hermione sat, stunned by Dumbledore's words. She had thought that, for sure, Dumbledore would have the solution to all their problems.

"Professor Dumbledore! I'm sorry, but I must insist that you leave. This young lady needs rest to recover from her injury!" A slightly younger Madam Pomfrey bustled in and led Hermione back to her bed.

"Ah, yes! Well then, I must bid you a good night's rest and I'll see you in the morning." As Dumbledore turned to leave, Ron quickly asked,

"Erm… Professor, what is the time and date?"

"It is currently 8:00 p.m. September 4, 1975. Oh! And I'm assuming that you are all in Gryffindor, am I right?" All four of them nodded dumbly. "Well, that's excellent! I'm sure our current Gryffindors will be simply delighted to add four more to their number. Good night." And with that, he turned and left the Hospital Wing.

"Here, drink this." Madam Pomfrey handed Hermione a potion.

Without saying anything, Hermione quickly downed the potion and settled herself in her bed. As she drifted off to sleep, she heard a slight rustling sound and a voice saying,

"Hey, Moony. How are ya?"

"Hey, wake up! It's morning!" Hermione barely had time to open her eyes before three pillows hit her.

She managed to cry out an undignified "Hey!" before she was, once again, bombarded with pillows. (A/N: Hehehe… my sisters do that to me. I just had to put it in my story.)

Hermione cast around for her wand and found it on the bedside table.

"Accio pillows!" She cried out, brandishing her wand. Unfortunately, all the pillows in the Hospital Wing zoomed towards her and knocked her off the bed. The Weasleys howled with laughter.

"Think it's funny, eh?" Hermione said with a dangerous glint in her eye. They stopped laughing, sensing trouble.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The pillows shot up into the air and, with Hermione's dictation, began to attack the Weasleys.

"AHHH!" They let out a scream as the pillows whizzed towards them and they started running around the Hospital Wing.

Hermione watched smugly as the Weasleys tried to avoid her pillows.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

She whirled around in surprise and saw Remus Lupin laughing and clapping as he watched the Weasleys.

"Oh! You're awake?"

"Yes," He said, still laughing. "It's very hard to stay asleep, no matter how tired you are, when your pillow is suddenly snatched from under your head."

"Oh. Sorry about that." She muttered, blushing slightly. Wait! Blushing? Why am I blushing? This is my 3rd year teacher for crying out loud!

But he's soo cute!

No! I can't think like that! He was my Professor!

Yes, WAS… 'Was' is the key word there. Remember, right now he's 15.

Just shut up you two!

Hermione was grateful for the third voice's outburst. Shaking her head slightly to clear her thoughts, she glanced back over towards the Weasleys. Thinking that they had had enough, she waved her wand and muttered,

"Finite,"

The three Weasleys collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily.

"Wha'cha do that for?" Ron asked, glaring at her.

Hermione smiled sweetly.

"What? I just wanted to have a bit of fun."

"Well, I see that you four are wide awake and fully recovered." Professor Dumbledore entered the Hospital Wing and smiled at the sight of the Weasleys on the floor with pillows strewn around them. "Ah, Mr. Lupin! I see that you have recovered as well. If you could, would you mind showing these four Gryffindors to their dorms?"

Remus nodded and motioned them to follow him.

"So, what year are you four in?" He asked, trying to start a conversation.

"We're in se– I mean… We're in fifth year." George almost said seventh before he got an elbow in the ribs, courtesy of Hermione.

"Really? That's the same year as James, Sirius, Peter, and me. I'll have to introduce you to them sometime."

They turned the corner and Hermione saw the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Here we are." Remus said.

"Password?"

"Phoenix feathers," The portrait swung open and Remus led them into the Common Room. "The boys' dormitories are right here," Remus pointed to the staircase that they were standing in front of. "And the girls' dormitories are over there." He pointed a little further on to a second staircase. They, of course, already knew all this, but they couldn't let him know that.

"By the way, what are your names?"

"I'm… erm… Myoniny Geraher (A/N: Pronounced My-o-NIN-ee JA-ra-her).."

"Leon … Wheezy." Said Ron.

"Red… Wheezy." Fred shot Ron a Why-did-you-have-to-pick-such-a-lousy-last-name look.

"Lee Wheezy."

"Well, I'm Remus. Remus Lupin." He then cast a side glance at Hermione, as if he expected her to say something.

"Nice to meet you." They all chorused.

A/N: Okay! Hope you liked this chapter. If you did, please click on the little button down there to review... If you didn't, please click on the little button down there to review.. lol. Thanx for reading!

- Mitsuki Ashya