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Chapter two: The new arrival and keeping secrets.

'No Malfoy.'

She woke up with a start. Her head and ribs were killing her. She opened her eyes and saw her vision was still blurred. She saw some blurred figures that looked oddly familiar but she couldn't place it. She tried focusing her eyes again and saw a guy about her age sitting on the end of the bench where she was laying. He was a well-built 16-year-old guy with short black hair, which was gelled into a style. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt and black jeans. Across the compartment was three other figures, two young men about the same age as the other one and a much older man. One of the men was wearing a long sleeved red jumper and navy jeans. He had mousy brown hair that was cut short like the first guy. The other was wearing a baggy navy t-shirt with something gold on the front and baggy blue jeans. He had jet-black hair that looked oddly familiar, actually the person, in general, looked very familiar to her. The old man who was watching her curiously had long silver hair and a long silver beard that you could plait. He was dressed a lot differently than the younger males, He was in a black robe with red shooting stars across it. All four of the men were watching and staring at her curiously. Hermione didn't like this and was getting annoyed at them. She was really confused at how she came to be in a compartment with four complete strangers and didn't need them giving her funny looks. She tried to sit up but it was too painful on her ribs so fell back down.

'What?'

'Well I'm glad you could join us. You gave the boys here quite a fright. Appearing from thin air like that. Now can you explain who you are and who you came to be in such a state and where you are from?'

'I erm. I'm not sure. I was -'

Then it hit her. Her time-turner. She reached for the fine gold chain that was around her neck and yes her time-turner was smashed. She groaned.

'Shit.'

'Is something wrong?'

She looked at the old man clearly now and for the first time she realised who it was.

Thank you god.

'Dumbledore! Thank god!'

'I'm sorry miss but have we met?'

'Yes! I mean no, not yet anyway. Professor what year is it?'

They all looked at her as if she was mad. The same thing went through all of their minds.

What kind of question is that?

'It's September 1st 1977.'

Her eyes widened, she had gone back in time 20 years! She was shocked to say the least.

'Erm Professor, it seems that, well I think that, you probably won't believe me, but I mean to say, I'm from the future. I'm from 1997.'

You could hear a pin drop in that compartment. The three younger guys were staring at her open mouthed and shocked. Dumbledore however stayed quite calm and collected as if he hadn't hard that this beat up girl just said she was from 20 years in the future.

'Well that seems like quite a problem doesn't it? Please refrain from saying anything compromising from about the future or you might find your self in a lot of trouble. Boys would you please wait outside while I talk to this young lady?'

Without another word the boys got up and left them to talk. Before they left they all gave Hermione very strange looks. Sirius however was somewhat intrigued by her. There was something about her that he liked even though he hadn't spoken to her yet. He knew that she was special and knew that he would have to get to know her better, he smiled at her before closing the door, which made her blush. She turned back to Dumbledore who smiled warmly at her and she saw that very familiar twinkle in his eye, which re-assured her that she would be ok.

'Ok well I think it best that I'm the only one that knows you're real name, which is?'

'O, Hermione Granger.'

'Would you like to pick an alterative?'

'Amaya Williams.'

'Ok Amaya can you tell me what happened to you before you came to be here?'

'I was on the train coming back to school for my sixth year as head prefect for Gryffindor, when a fellow pupil attacked me. That's how I ended up like this. He threw me across the room and that's when my time-turner smashed against my trunk, sending me and my things here.'

'Ok Amaya well we can't send you back right now, so we will enrol you here until we figure out how to get you back. You can be a transfer student who was home tutored? You can tell the guys outside the truth if you wish, but I beg of you not to say anything to anyone about the future. It could end up with disastrous results. '

'Yes sir.'

'You can be sorted with the first years when we get to the school but I regret to say that you can be a prefect here. We have a full board but if a position becomes available ill keep you in mind.'

'I understand, and thank you professor. Can I ask you a question?'

'Of course.'

'How long do you think I will be here?'

'I honestly don't know.'

She looked down at her feet and he looked at her with sympathy.

'Would you like me to do something about your injuries?'

Dumbledore cast a few spells that healed her ribs but he told her that bruises should heal on their own.

'So what do you think happened?'

'You know what Padfoot, I don't know, she just appeared.'

'Well Moony doesn't know that answer! That's a first!'

'Shut up Prongs.'

'Hey guys.'

'Hey Lilz'

'What's up? How come you're not in there?

''Coz Dumbledore kicked us out. This girl appeared in our compartment badly beaten up claiming she's from the future.'

'You serious James? Well that's interesting.'

'A very nice girl at that though.'

'You're right there Moony. Very hot looking girl.'

They heard the door open and Dumbledore stepped out.

'Ah, Miss Evans. I'm glad that you are here. Please go in there with the boys. Her story will come as a surprise, but I would like you to look out for her. She's new.'

'Ok professor.'

Once Dumbledore apperated, the four of them went back into the compartment and looked at the girl in front of them. She had changed out of the tatty clothes she was wearing before and now stood in front of them in a black tank top, black jeans with a silver belt and black pointed kitten healed shoes. She had her back to them and was tying up her hair with a biro pen into a rough bun, with a few of her curls falling in front of her face. The three lads just stood at the door gawking at her. One word was on all there minds HOT! Sirius was liking her more by the second. Hermione turned around and saw them all staring at her.

'It's ok I don't bite.'

Lily walked passed the transfixed gives making tutting noise at them and extended her hand.

'Hi I'm Lily.'

Hermione stood there for a second taking in her name. Lily. She was praying that it wasn't Lily Evans, Harry's mum.

'Please tell me you last name is not Evans.'

This is when the three guys snapped out of the trance, they all looked at her frowning.

'Actually it is. How did you know?'

Lily gave her a curious look and Hermione turned away groaning. She put her bag in her trunk and sat on the bench with her head in her hands.

'Shit, that's makes you Sirius Black, you Remus Lupin and you - god Harry really does look like you - I mean you're James Potter.'

'How the hell do you know that?'

They all stood there still looking at her shocked. Lily was confused beyond belief.

'I think you'd better sit down. I'll explain.'

Lily sat opposite Hermione and James sat next to her with his arm around her waist. Remus sat next to him, however Sirius sat down next to her. She leaned back with her stomach bruise in full view and they all gasped. She quickly covered it and put her hand over her throat.

'Crap! Where the hell did you get those?'

She turned and looked at Sirius who was eyeing her bruises worriedly. The others all looked horrified.

'It's not important.'

'Yes-'

He was cut short when Hermione began to speak again.

'Ok as you know I'm from the future, 20 years infact and I think it's safe to say that I no you in the future sort of. She couldn't meet James and Lily's eyes. Actually she couldn't meet any of their eyes. She just looked at the floor, avoiding the glares she was getting from all of them. How could she possible tell them that in four years time James and Lily would be dead? And that Sirius would be sent to Azkaban because of Peter.

'That's how I no who you are. Can I ask where Peter is?'

Again they were all shocked that she knew Peter as well.

'Probably trying to feel up some poor unsuspecting girl, how do you know Peter?'

'I can't say. But I know that the four of you are Marauders!'

'Cool in 20 years time we're still famous!'

'James!'

'Sorry Lilz.'

'Go on with what you were saying.'

'Ok so anyway I was in my compartment waiting for my friends Har - erm Barry and John, when Malfoy turned up.'

She realised her mistake and her hand flew to her mouth and Sirius turned to her.

'Malfoy? As in Lucious Malfoy?'

'Erm no his son.'

'God it reproduced!'

'Well anyway he came into my compartment and started to call me Mudblood -'

They all flinched at the sound of that name. It wasn't commonly heard in this time.

'And when I refused to sleep with him he hit me...repeatedly.'

She flinched, somebody had touched her bruise. She didn't realise that Sirius had put his arm protectively around her waist until he touched her bruise. She pulled her shirt up and showed them the massive purple bruise that had formed on her lower ribs and across her stomach.

'Merlin! How can someone do that to a girl especially to someone as beautiful as you?'

They all turned and stared at Sirius. He flushed with embarrassment.

'I mean, erm -'

James interrupted him

'You know you still haven't told us your name?'

'O Gods, How rude of me! Well my name is Amaya Williams. Feel free to call me Mi, Amaya or Mya. But its not my real name.'

'What is your real name? If you don't mind me asking?'

'I'm not allowed to say. Dumbledore's orders. Sorry.'

Lily jumped in and asked her a question that she had been dying to ask.

'Are you Muggle-born?'

The three guys looked at her confused at her random question.

'Yeah I am.'

'Me too! I'm so glad I can finally talk to some one like me, instead of all these pure blood prats!'

The three lads turned to her shocked and hurt.

'Hey!'

Lily and Hermione laughed at them.

'Ooo! It looks like we're here.'

They all looked out the window and finally saw the familiar castle. It then struck Hermione that she was alone this year. She didn't have Harry or Ron around her and nobody knew her. They all got up to leave but Hermione stayed where she was. She continued to lookout the window, panic and fear spread over her. What if she couldn't get back? What is she never saw Harry and Ron again? She let a few tears escape the corners of her eyes. She then felt a sudden pressure around her waist, she turned and was greeted with the sympathetic face of Sirius. He wiped on her of falling tears.

'Hey don't cry, we aren't that bad.'

'It's not you, I just miss my friends, and I'm not sure when I'm going to go and see them again.'

'Don't worry you'll see them soon.'

They walked off the train and was greeted by James, Lily and Remus. There was a girl standing with Remus who she assumed was Remus' girlfriend. She was quite tall about 5'8, blonde and slim. She was already in her Hogwarts robes. There was also a small, plump boy with them. He had mousy brown hair that was un tidy. He looked her up and down and licked his lips seductively and extended his hand.

'Alright sexy, I'm Peter.'

She was sickened by him. He was a murderous traitor and he was making a pass at her. She wanted to spit in his face and punch him. She couldn't let her emotions show because it might cause trouble.

'Amaya.'

'That's a beautiful name.'

'Erm, thanks.'

'That's not what else is beautiful about you either.'

He slid over to her a wrapped one of his fat stubby arms around her shoulders.

'Maybe you should come up to my dorm later, I'll show you around.'

She turned to Sirius who was standing next to her and gave him a pleading look. Her eyes were crying out for help and Sirius got the message loud and clear.

'Back of Peter, leave the poor girl alone.'

He shoved Peter out the way and guided Hermione away for him. She mouthed 'thank you' to him and he gave her a small wink, she blushed crimson.

Her mind was racing with all kind of thoughts. She had to keep reminding herself that this was her best friends god father and it would just be wrong to fall for him.

'Harry wouldn't like it, he's 20 years older than you' one part of her mind was saying, but the other 'he's not 20 years older than you in this time, he's so sweet and hot! Harry wouldn't have to know...'

But her sensible mind took over and she sat firmly on the fact it's Harry's god father and he's 20 years older than her.

Walking up to the castle she could hear a few people talking behind her.

'Who do you think she is?'

'Dunno, but look at her, she looks like a right slag, she already got her claws into Sirius.'

'Yeah I know, just look at her, she's not even that nice looking. Just what this year needs, another whore.'

Hermione usually kept her mouth shut in a situation like this, but nobody knew her here she could do what she wanted. She spun around to face the two girls. One had medium length blonde hair and the other looked similar to her but had light brown hair instead.

'Excuse me?'

'What?'

'Well it seems you have something to say to me, or you wouldn't have been talking about me behind my back.'

'Who says we were talking about you bitch?'

'I do bitch, because I don't see any other new girls walking with Sirius do you?'

'No-'

A crowed of people had formed around them and watched with interest the new girl stand up to the Slytherin princesses.

'Exactly, so in future bitch, don't start slagging me off behind my back, if I find out you have, trust me you'll regret it.'

She turned away from the girls and started to walk back to the castle, with people just staring after her.

'Is that a threat?'

She turned back around.

'No it's a promise, and if you want a taster of what I will do to you, I'd keep talking.'

'I'd like to see you try.'

Hermione pulled out her wand in a flash and set a jet of blue light towards the girls.

'STUPEFY!'

The two girls were sent hurtling back knocking a few people as they went.

'I warned you bitch.'

Hermione turned around again to face the stunned Marauders. There faces were a cross between amusement and shock. James recovered first.

'No. Fucking. Way!'

They where all laughing with shock. Hermione looked at them and raised her arms dismissively.

'What? they shouldn't have been talking about me then.'

Sirius turned to her.

'Do you know who you just stunned?'

'No, like I care.'

'Narcissa and Bellatrix Black, my cousins.'

'Sorry Sirius, but they deserved it.'

'I don't bloody care! Fucking hell Amaya I had no idea you were that powerful.'

The six of them walked away laughing. Remus turned to Sirius half laughing, half serious.

'She's going to have to watch out for Lucious and Rudolph now.'

Little did the group know, that Lucious had watched the whole scene with a smirk on his face. Nobody stood up to those two... ever. He walked off, following this new girl with interest.

A.N: Well that was chapter two... what did ya think? be honest.