It was getting late and Hermione really wanted to go to bed. She was sitting in the common room with Draco and was staring into the fire. Of course Draco had to stay in Gryfindor because his kids were there.
"Granger, are you tired?" said Malfoy dully.
Hermione ignored him.
"Why are you so mad at me?" said Malfoy frustratedly. "I haven't done ANYTHING to you!"
Lily was watching the fight with satisfaction.
"Nothing?" said Hermione dangerously. "Nothing? Malfoy, you made my life a living hell and now you wanna be friends?"
"You know what Granger, you are right. Why should I talk to you?" said Malfoy, annoyed.
Just then a girl with red hair and large blue eyes came over. She resembled Luna and Ron at the same time.
Hermione's heart sank. This must be Ron's kid.
And she had a crush on Ron.
"Hey," said the girl mischeviously.
"Oh hey. Who are you?" said Hermione, interested to see if it really was her.
"Oh I'm Emma Weasly. You?" said the girl.
"Wait, who's your mom?" said Hermione. "I think I know her."
"Really? My mother is Luna. Luna Lovegood," said Emma.
"Oh, ok," said Hermione, feeling her heart sink.
"What's wrong?" said Emma. She went to sit next to Hermione. She was starting to like Emma.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just tired," said Hermione, yawning.
"Oh, let me show you toward the girl dormitories. Let me guess, you are new?" said Emma.
"Yeah," said Hermione.
This girl didn't seem really weird like Luna was. And as mean as Hermione seemed, she really thought Luna was annoying. It was hard not to roll your eyes at her when she said something stupid.
The girl led her up to the dormitories, and surprisingly, the dormitories looked exactly the same.
Hermione sat on her bed.
"You miss home, don't you?" said the girl knowingly. Hermione nodded.
But unfortunately, the girl was persistant, like Ron.
"I know this is a rude question, but I can tell that you were lying," said Emma.
"What?" said Hermione knowingly.
"Well you weren't lying, but I know why you are here," said the girl.
Hermione stared at her.
"Are you a Seer?" said Hermione. The girl nodded.
"Wow. Imagine Ron's daughter being a Seer..." said Hermione.
"You came from the past, didn't you?" said Emma.
"Yeah!" said Hermione. She was getting to like Emma. Trusting Emma, she plunged into the story of why she was here.
At the end, Emma's eyes were wide.
"So you are married to him?" said Emma. "He seems like a prat."
"He is!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Are you sure you feel that way about him? Because Hermione, Lily likes him. If you aren't careful, she will make a move on him," said Emma seriously.
Hermione laughed.
"Yeah, but she knows him as 41...wouldn't that be weird..." said Hermione.
Emma shook her head. "She likes him as 41 too."
"Figures," said Hermione.
Just then a girl with black hair and black eyes and pale skin walked in. She had quite a lot of freckles.
"Hey gurl!" said the girl with black hair.
"Hey," replied Emma. Emma grinned. "I would like you to meet Hermione."
The girl smiled. "Hey Hermione. I'm Sophie," said Sophie.
Emma started telling Sophie about Hermione.
"Well...she's from the future.." said Emma.
Sophie raised an eyebrow at her.
It reminded her so much of someone...
"Pansy!" said Hermione, pointing at Sophie.
"What?" said Sophie.
"Your mother is Pansy!" said Hermione.
"Yeah, and my dad is Seamus. So you came from the past from their time?" said Sophie interestedly.
"Yeah. Wow, Seamus and Pansy never got along well... and I was sure she would go for Malfoy!" said Hermione wonderingly.
"Oh she did," said Sophie, examining her fingernails.
Hermione felt a pang of jealousy that she tried to ignore.
"What?"
"Oh yeah, and Malfoy got so mad at her, he didn't talk to her for a week," said Sophie.
"So she still had a crush on him?"
"No, not anymore. She forgot about him. She knew it was time to move on because Draco was so in love with you," said Sophie. "Plus, my dad is cooler," added Sophie.
"Your right," said Hermione. "He probably is."
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Hermione was being shaken awake the next morning by Draco.
Hermione gave a start. "Draco what are you doing!" exclaimed Hermione.
"New times Granger, new times," said Draco smirking.
"Ugh, why do I have to wake up so early?" said Hermione, rubbing her eyes.
"Um, we are going today," said Draco.
"WHAT?" said Hermione. "WE ARE?"
"Geez, Granger, yeah," said Draco. "Now hurry! Everyone is waiting!"
Hermione figured her kids were waiting.
When Hermione came back down with her best robes, Draco's mouth was open as he was watching her. He quickly closed it and sneered.
"Finally," he said.
Luke was idly examining his fingernails.
SHe guessed Draco was talking to him the minute before.
"Hey!" said Hermione. "So are we going?"
"Yeah," answered Jasmine. "We have to go to Dumbledore's office. He has a portkey there," she added.
Hermione, Luke, Jasmine, Draco, and Amber started walking towards Dumbledore's office.
Hermione was really pale and she was clutching to Luke's sleeve.
"It okay, Mom," said Luke. "Don't be nervous."
"But I can't help to..." said Hermione. Her voice was shaking.
Amber was the youngest of the five teenagers. "We're here!"
Jasmine said the password and climbed up the spiraling stair case.
After Jasmine opened the door, they all met face to face with a beaming Dumbledore.
"Professor Dumbledore, how long am I going to be staying at the - er - house?" said Hermione timidly.
"Oh its more than a house, mum," said Amber seriously.
Draco smirked.
"A week, Miss Granger. It is Christmas, after all. Mr and Mrs. Malfoy have received and owl informing them on your arrival," added Dumbledore.
Hermione was nervous.
"Now this," said Dumbledore, holding out a converse. "Will be the port key."
"What in the name of hell is that?" said Draco with disgust.
"That's a type of muggle shoe my daughter is rather fond of," said Dumbledore.
"You have a daughter?" said Hermione interestedly.
"Yes, but now is not the time to discuss my family," said Dumbledore seriously.
Hermione blushed.
"Now touch the shoe," started Dumbledore. "One - Two - Three!"