The next morning Hermione woke up early. She layed there on the bed, not daring to open her eyes. Maybe it was all a dream and she would be back home on her bed, with Annie and Harry and Ron. Finally, when she heard the rest of the school awake, she opened her eyes reluctantly. Of course, she was still in the bed in the hospital wing.

"Oh, honey, you are up. The headmaster asked to see you as soon as you were awake. Here are some robes, and I'll close the curtains so you can change." The nurse's assistant was in a hurry and Hermione could tell. It looked liked the other beds were full too. The nurse noticed her looking around at the other people. "We had a rather nasty quidditch match yesterday" she told Hermione.

Hermione changed into the robes behind the curtain, but noticed that they had no house name on them. She walked through the halls to the gargoyle, but stopped when she got there as she didn't know the password. A hand on her shoulder made her jump. A girl with bright green eyes and red hair told her the password was Chocolate Frogs. As soon as the words had been uttered, the gargoyle started moving and a staircase came into sight. Hermione climbed the stairs slowly and knocked on the wooden door.

"Come in, my dear," Dumboldore's voice called out.

Hermione walked in through the door. He held a hand out to the seat, and she sat down. His blue eyes stared at her, as if he was trying to perceive who she was just by looking at her. She sat there uncomfortably, waiting for him to speak.

"I suppose the first thing I must ask of you is your name," he began.

"I am Hermione Granger."

"Do you know where you are? And Hermione, do you know how you got here?"

"I am at Hogwarts. I am not for sure, but I believe I came because my sister spun the time turner and I grabbed it from her. It must have taken me back through time."

"What year did you come from?"

"Erm, 2005, sir."

"That is 30 years ahead of our time."

"I know, sir."

They sat in silence for a moment.

"Well, miss, while you are here we will have to see you as a student. You will go to classes, sleep in the dormitories and eat with your class. What house are you, and what year?"

"Headmaster, I came from the middle of summer. I just finished 6th year and I am a Gryffindor. But how am I supposed to catch up with everybody here? They are a whole term ahead in the year."

"You will start as a 6th year. The work will be partially review for you, but I am sure things will be taught differently in the future so you will not be bored. I expect you to do all of your work as if this was your true life. I will explain to the Head Students your situation and get you settled in a dorm. For now, I want you to go to Professor McGonagal to sort out your schedule."

Hermione felt dazed. It was all happening so fast! She walked down the spiral staircase and through the hallways to the Professor's office. There, she made a schedule. She found many different classes were being taught, and they hadn't brought in Divination or Muggle Studies yet. As she was finishing, Dumboldore came in and told her he had to rush off to the Ministry, and to find Lily Evans for her dorm assignment.

AN:

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