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- Chapter 2

"For goodness sake, Longbottom! How many times do I need to tell you that you add the root after mixing the potion with powdered feathers!"

Snape was towering over poor Neville. Hermione stuck up her hand.

"Please sir. I can help him."

Snape glared at her. "First you're late and then you interrupt me? Another ten points from Gryffindor for your cheek, miss Granger!"

Harry looked at her.

"So unfair!" he mouthed.

Hermione nodded but looked embarrassed. After the lesson they waited until they were out of hearing distance before yelling.

"That biased git!" Ron shouted.

Harry straightened his sweater. "Yeah…don't worry. We'll show him tomorrow."

"Yeah."

Hermione looked up. "What's tomorrow?"

"You know…don't tell me you've forgotten! Last match of the season. Gryffindor versus Slytherin!"

"Oh…right."

Ron looked disgruntled. "You are coming to see us, right?"

She nodded. "Yes, yes of course I am…I'll just have to finish my essay tonight. Before the match starts anyway."

"You really take too many subjects." Harry said with a yawn.

They headed to the common room, thankful that it was finally weekend. Harry and Ron decided to discuss some last minute tactics for the game, determined to win the next day.

After trying to pay attention, but failing miserably, Hermione decided to work on her essay instead. She came down the stairs carrying a fresh role of parchment, a few books and a strange hourglass.

Ron gave her an inquiring look. "What are you doing?"

"It's my essay. McGonagall gave it to me. I've got to answer a few questions on 'time'."

Harry tore his eyes away from his chart to look at her. "On time? What do you mean?"

She blushed at feeling his eyes on her. "Oh…it's just…well it's got to do with time travelling. Because of the Time Turner, they thought it would be appropriate. You know…to study the effects time travelling can have."

"But that was ages ago." Ron said.

"I know that. But the teachers are apparently worried that I'm not being challenged enough. So…they gave me this. But don't worry, if I start now it'll be done before the match starts tomorrow."

Harry beamed at her. "Good."

She blushed again and looked away, trying to ignore the slight fluttering in her stomach.

"Well, we'd better turn in, Ron. We've got to be wide awake if we want to beat those Slytherins tomorrow. Ginny sneaked in on their practice and they've got some sharp moves we have to look out for."

Ron nodded. Hermione watched her two friends go back up the stairs and she returned to her essay. She wanted to start when someone distracted her.

"Hermione?" Neville looked at her pleadingly. "Can you help me…please? If I don't get this right Snape will murder me."

Hermione sighed, gave the clock a wishful look and nodded.

"Sure Neville. I'll help."

The alarm clock was yelling. The sharp ring interrupted her dream and she slammed her hand on it to shut it up. She turned around and continued to sleep again. Suddenly her eyes opened wide.

"Shit!"

It was already morning. She jumped out of bed and gathered her things. Her unfinished essay lay forgotten on her desk. She quickly sat down on her bed to put on her shocks and shoes.

There wouldn't be any breakfast now, everybody else was at the Pitch.

"Shit, shit, shit!"

The match had already started. She was too late. And if Ron and Harry ever found out that she hadn't been there, then they would kill her. She'd have to take the essay along to the match and do some of it during the game, the rest after it was over.

She picked up her parchment, books and quill, thinking how she could have been done with it already, hadn't Neville wanted her help.

She ran through the great Hall, through the doors and across the field of grass. High above the stands she could see little green and red specks flying around. A loud cheer came from the crowd.

Suddenly one of the red specks shot away from his resting position. Harry had seen the snitch!

He made sharp turn all across the field, speeding as he went along.

"Go Harry!" she cheered.

And then it happened.

In an effort to cup her hands to her mouth to cheer him on, she forgot she had her arms full. Everything fell to the ground. A loud crash told her the hourglass had broken.

She looked down and saw the broken shards of glass all over the dusty ground. She tried to put the sand back into the lower bulb, but it stuck to her hands. She tried to wipe it on her robes, but only made the sand stick to those as well.

It struck her as odd that the sand was now sparkling.

A strange feeling in her head made her dizzy for a second or two. She shook her head and looked around.

The noise from the Pitch had died down. No more cheers filled the air.

'That's weird…' she thought.

She stared at the Pitch and saw only a few red specks in the air. The green ones had disappeared.

'Were they called down by Madam Hooch?'

She bent down to pick up her books…but there were no books. There was no glass on the grass and there was no blue sand on her robes.

She looked around in confusion.

"What is going on…?"

She looked around again. Still confused, she decided to make her way towards the Pitch. Perhaps, however unlikely, Ron or Harry could tell her what this was all about.

As she climbed the stands, she noticed they were almost completely empty. The field was only occupied by a few Gryffindor players.

"This is so weird…" she muttered to herself.

She scanned the air with her eyes. Her heart did a little jump as her eyes landed on Harry. His black hair was even messier than usual. She was glad he wasn't looking her way, now she could hide her blush.

She walked down and saw a group of seventh year girls, dressed in Gryffindor clothes. Hermione didn't recognise them. The girls were watching the players show off on their brooms.

She sat down next to the giggling girls. A red haired girl was looking rather bored. Another girl with blond curls looked at Hermione and stretched out her hand.

"Hey, haven't seen you around before. My name's Catherine Mullet. Cathy or Cath for short."

"Hermione Granger, pleased to meet you…" Hermione finished confusedly.

She stared back up at the sky.

"Is Harry still up there?" she asked.

The girl named Cathy gave her a strange look. "Harry? Harry Stafford? What would a bookworm like him do up there?"

Hermione looked back. "No, I mean Harry Po-"

She was cut off by the swish of cloaks. The players had landed and were now walking up towards the girls. Cathy straightened her blouse and smiled prettily.

Hermione watched the black-haired boy land and hurry up too. She could see their faces, but none of them were familiar.

The boys and girls were laughing and joking and she just watched them, feeling a little bit alone.

"Hey Potter! Say hi to the new girl. And be nice for a change!" the red-haired girl said suddenly.

Her heart jumped again. See, it was Harry.

"Sheesh, calm down Evans. I was already on my way, wasn't I?" he shouted back.

He walked up to her, took her hand and gave it a small kiss. He turned his head up and smiled. She looked into his eyes. His brown eyes.

"Hi." He said. "I'm James Potter."

Wow, so many reviews on the first chapter! I didn't expect so many so soon. Well, thanks you guys, that really made my day when I woke up this morning and saw all those reactions.

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Thank you everyone for your reviews, it was a really good thing to see so many hapy reactions on something I just posted yesterday. I won't be able to update in a week or so, because I'm going away on a camp and then I will go home to celebrate my dad's birthday. (Does anyone have any suggestion as to what I could buy for him? ;) ) But when I get back I will update again and I hope to see you all there too.

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