Author's Note: I love all of these reviews! They make me so happy. I'm glad that you guys like my story so I swear I will complete this unless something horribly tragic happens (i.e. I die.). Anyhow, I'm sorry about the chapter-a-day thing getting screwed up. My schedule got a little bit hectic, but I promise I will try and make it up.

Blackrose23 – Hermione was worried about the school rules because, like you said, it sounds like her and two; she doesn't know what the Marauders are like yet. So therefore she also would not know which school rules they break, because there are two kinds: trivial ones (like at my school, your skirts can not be over six inches above the top of your knee cap) and the really important ones (like no guns or knives). So she'd be okay with breaking trivial ones, but no important ones. I hope I explained that right. X.x

Y'know, I just realized I haven't put a disclaimer on this thing. Really, though, I think it's silly – as we all know I'm not J.K. Rowling and I'm not claiming to be. Anyhow, just to clarify, I don't own any of the characters that you recognize. I probably won't add in OC's, so no worries there.

Anyway. Onto the story!

Changing the Course of Destiny

Chapter Three

Before Remus knew what was happening to him, he was bombarded with advice on girls that he did not need or, quite frankly, want. Besides – He didn't like Amy that way! She was just a girl and a friend, but not a girlfriend. On top of that, the two weren't even that great at dealing with girls! Seriously, Lily Evans still despised James despite his efforts; which was exactly why he wasn't getting her to like him – He was trying to hard! Sirius, on the other hand, was not good with girls because he didn't have to do anything to get them to like him. For all they could know, there could be a Sirius Black fan club created by some rabid fan girls!

"And when you get into a fight and she tells you how she feels, tell her that you understand-"

"Give her chocolate, girls like chocolate-"

"Girls like any sort of gift too-"

"Will both of you please be quiet!" Remus protested loudly after roughly ten minutes of being told what girls like and don't like.

"… Woah now. Don't get mad at us-"

"We're only trying to help you, Moony. It's a little more than obvious, if you don't mind me saying so, that you need help." James said cautious of Moony for another reason than him being a werewolf.

"An expert's help." Sirius added with a smug smile that dimmed when Remus scowled at opened his mouth.

"I do not need any help with Amy. I don't even like her like that. She's just a friend. And no offense, but I hardly consider either of you an expert on girls." Remus sighed and stood up, ready to go to the boy's dormitory to sleep.

"Then why do you look at her like a boy who is infatuated?" Sirius countered in an accusatory tone. James nodded as part of backing up his friend.

"Yeah, why do you?" He added after a second's pause.

"Look, I'm just trying to figure something out, alright? Now are you satisfied?" Moony replied in a tired manor and ran a hand through his slightly disorderly pale gold locks. He started walking towards the dormitory with his essay and textbook under his arm.

"No. What're you trying to figure out?" Sirius questioned, or rather, demanded. He cut of Remus' path towards the staircase.

"It's none of your business." Remus replied evasively and walked around Sirius only to be blocked by James.

"Like Hell it's not. You're our friend. Friends tell." James folded his arms across his chest and looked at the fellow Marauder; determined to crack him. Sirius appeared next to James and copied James' motions. If one didn't know any better, one might believe they were identical twins.

"Fine." Remus sighed and gave the two a half-glare. "You see, Amy says that she's a new student. But there are times when I could just swear that she isn't. I know I've only known her for a day – but there were several times when it seems like she's been at Hogwarts already. When we first met, she asked who I was. I told her my name and she goes 'shit', then accused herself of being careless.

"Then she called me 'Professor'. When I pointed out to her that I was not a professor and I was her age she said 'shit' again. Also, when I asked her what her name was she paused, almost as if she had forgotten it. She did the same thing when I asked her why she was here at Hogwarts.

"After I took her to see Professor Dumbledore I told her it was almost dinner. She started off in the direction of the Great Hall, but then suddenly came to a stop and asked me if I knew which way it was. The same thing happened when I was showing her the way to Charms, but she actually said that she knew the way before adding that she 'sort of' knew where it was." Remus stopped talking and was met with a silence from his two friends. Maybe now they would stop teasing him of liking her.

"That is highly abnormal." Sirius replied slowly. "You're right to look into that, I guess."

"However, you can't deny that she's quite a looker. I mean, if I were you, I'd be all over her." James added with a smile of self-satisfaction. Remus' eyes narrowed at this comment; it had obviously gotten under his skin.

"Shut it." He snapped and pushed the two apart to clear his path to the dormitory. "I'm going to bed now. And when I wake up, this nonsense about me liking Amy had better be gone." Remus walked quickly up the dormitory's stairs before his friends could stop him.

Both Sirius and James stood there for a couple minutes; completely stunned at Remus' behavior. It was most odd for him to loose his temper, indeed.

"He does like her, doesn't he, Sirius?" Prongs asked his friend in a quiet tone, as though afraid Moony would hear his comment.

"I think he really does. He's just in denial still. But we'll help him overcome that stage, won't we?"

"Yes, we will."

The morning of the next day passed quickly and without much incident. Hermione made no slip-ups on her story that she was a new student, although that didn't stop Remus from watching and scrutinizing her every move. Something was out of place, he knew it, and he was bent on figuring out this puzzle.

The only piece that Remus had gathered to the puzzle of Amy thus far was there was something wrong with her 'new student' façade. She had made far too many slip-ups on her cover for him not to notice. Remus thought it would be best, however, to wait a little longer before bringing that to her attention.

"Hello! Earth to Remus!" Sirius said loudly as James waved a hand in front of his face.

"Huh? What?"

"Could you please pass the chicken?" Sirius requested with a smile.

"Oh, sure thing." Remus shook his head a little to clear his thoughts before passing the chicken platter over to his best friend.

"Thank you Remus. Care to enlighten us on your thoughts?" He asked innocently. "You've been spacing out for the past ten minutes." Sirius drew out the two words with a slightly annoyed tone. Remus quickly looked at Hermione, in a silent question, asking her if Sirius was right.

"Sirius is right, Remus. You've been staring at your empty plate for, approximately, the past ten minutes." She confirmed with a nod and then added with a secret smile, "Now who's the anorexic one?"

"Oh, very funny, Amy." Remus responded sarcastically, though laughed good-naturedly and pulled the platter of chicken back towards him. He placed several drumsticks onto his plate and started eating one. Hermione smirked at Remus before turning back to her meal.

Lunch came to an end shortly and a mass exodus of students began departing to their next classes. Hermione and the Marauders being only few of a great many departing. Without a second thought, Hermione began walking towards the Transfiguration department; her next class.

"Amy! Where are you going?" Remus asked with a quizzical look. "You're going to get lost if you don't know."

"Oh, I know where-" Hermione stopped dead in her tracks and quit speaking. "I mean, I thought I knew where I was going but I really have no idea." Remus blinked several times and she grinned nervously.

"Here, I'll show you where your class is. Transfiguration, right?" She nodded at him and he took her hand. "I thought so. That's my next class too."

He led her through the thick crowd, down the right corridors; or at least until a certain point. Hermione opened her mouth to tell him that he was going the wrong way before she caught herself again. He's probably already got his suspicions about me, I shouldn't add to the list. Remus led her through a door and led her inside. It was an empty classroom. This most definitely gave her a reason to protest.

"Remus, I thought that you were going to show me to Transfiguration. This is an emp…ty classroom." She trailed off as he shut the door and cast a complex locking charm that could not be solved by a simple 'Alohomora'. Hermione looked at him warily before taking a seat on the large teacher's desk.

Remus sat down on top of the student's desk directly in front of Hermione; his eyes attempting to penetrate her faulty façade. Several minutes passed in silence as he tried in vain to decipher her using her eyes as his tool. Whoever said that a person's eyes are the window to their soul was wrong, oh-so wrong. Either that or he wasn't good at deciphering girls.

"Explanation now, please." He said quietly, but in a clear voice. Hermione shifted uncomfortably under his gaze before trying to pretend that she had not the slightest idea of what he was talking about. Her heartbeat increased slightly, but she tried her best to ignore it and not let the signs show.

"Explanation of what?" She countered, though doing a poor job for once in her life; her voice broke in several places and was a little shaky.

"You know what I mean." Remus replied in the same almost-whisper. The classroom was so quiet that his statement reverberated softly several times. Hermione shifted again and adverted her gaze from him to the floor: one major mistake.

"No I don't."

"Yes you do." He accused her calmly. "Otherwise you wouldn't have shifted, your heartbeat would not have increased, and you would still be looking at me."

"How-?!" She started the question once he stopped talking before closing her mouth. "This is absurd. We both are supposed to be in Transfiguration right now and you decided to kidnap me and take me to this deserted classroom." Hermione glared at him before sliding off the teacher's desk and crossing to the door. Her hand enclosed around the doorknob and tried to twist it to open the door. The door, however, would not budge. Hermione was not about to give up that easily. Next, she pulled out her wand and raised it, opening her mouth to say the counter for the spell.

But before she could do so, Remus was on his feet and took her wand out of her hand. He pocketed her wand before treading agilely around her so he was facing her front. She was not looking at him, but rather at the doorknob. In another futile attempt, she jiggled the doorknob. The door still did not move. Instinctively he gripped her wrist gently and pried her hand away from the knob. With his other hand he put two fingers under her chin and raised her head so she would be looking at him.

"Amy Granger, I know that there is something amiss with your new student cover. There have been too many slip-ups on your part for me to not notice a thing. I request that you tell me what your true reason for being here is." Remus looked down at her. Satisfied with the look behind her eyes, he let go of her wrist and returned both of his arms to his sides.

Meanwhile, Hermione's mind was flying a million miles per millisecond. He knew that something was wrong with her story. He could possibly even know that her name wasn't really 'Amy'. Silently, she admired his ability to be able to see through her story. The other part of her screamed that she was a bad liar and that she would need to see Dumbledore about this at once. But how could she accomplish that when he had her locked in this room with her wand in his possession?! Coming to her decision on how to cure this dilemma, Hermione let out a sigh and took in a deep breath.

Life was about to throw Remus a curve ball.

Author's Note: And this is where I leave you for now. Sorry for the really long time it took to update, I had a minor writer's block. I believe that I'm over it for now and I'm thinking of some small little conflicts along the way.

I think that I've come to the conclusion that I do not want Peter Pettigrew to be a part of this story. For the Peter fans out there who might be reading this, I'm sorry. I have a hard time grasping his personality and what would be reasonable and unreasonable for him to say. If anyone has a really big problem with him being absent, please say so in your review.

Reviews and flames appreciated.