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Last Time:

They crept into the Restricted Section and picked up the book. They dusted off the cover and saw the words, The Past and Present of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Ron scratched his head in confusion. "This had been the Lost Lands of Hogwarts book! It couldn't have changed into the Voldemort book! Something must be terribly wrong!" he thought. He looked on the shelf where it had laid before. To the right of the open space, was the book, The Lost Lands of Hogwarts. Ginny saw his confused face.

"What's the matter Ron?"

"Something is wrong….OH SHIT! What if they got pulled into this book? They may haven opened it and been sucked in!" He yelled. Ron had been just about to open the book when the thought came across his mind.

"Ron, we have to bring the book with us then, and find a way to get them out of there! Voldemort could be running after them as we speak for all we know!"

They devised a plan to get the book out of the library. It was a poor plan of putting the book in Ginny's satchel, but it worked. "Have a good day Madam Pince." They added sweetly.

"Good day."

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Chapter 4- The Library

"Ron, how did you think of that idea?"

"What?"

"That they got sucked into that book?"

"I don't know, maybe I …hmmm, I don't know. It just popped into my head."

"...ok."

"Well, now that I thought of it, maybe we should see if I'm right."

"Well, since you're probably wrong, we might as well…"

"Do you think we'll ever get out of here?" Harry asked Hermione after she had calmed down a bit.

"Of course we will! Don't give up; we are at Hogwarts...just, 50 years ago. Perhaps, there is a time spell that can get us back. Or, maybe if that book we were sucked into is here, maybe it will get us back to our own time."

They wandered around the school wondering what to do. Suddenly they came across the room of requirement. "We can stay in here for tonight I guess, Harry sighed."

"This is perfect." Hermione answered. The door opened for them as soon as they whispered the usual password. In front of them were twin beds; traditionally carved with a wood shaver. It was beautiful. Near the beds was a wash room, a radio, and a black and white TV that seemed to be about the size of a pack of cards. Now that they were 50 years back in the past, they were living in the 1950's. Everything was so different than normal, but that was to be expected.

Hermione went straight to the washroom, and found a pile of nightclothes waiting for her. She slipped them on, brushed her teeth with the toothbrush that was set before her, she washed her face in the wash basin, and brushed her frizzy, thick hair, and tamed it a bit with some water, then, she brushed her hair back into a high ponytail and walked out of the room. Next it was Harry's turn. He brushed his teeth, got into his night clothes and walked out.

"We might as well just go to sleep." Hermione said quietly. "There's nothing else to do."

So they each got into their own beds, which they found surprisingly comfortable, and Hermione turned of the lights with her wand.

When they got back to the Gryffindor common room, they sat in the two chairs in front of the fire. Ron was holding the book tightly in his arms. Just then, Dean and Seamus came down the stairs from the boys dormitories. "What'cha doin'?"

"Oh, nothing." Ginny replied.

"Then what's that book for?" He leaned in and read the title, The Past and Present of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. "What are you doing with that?" Dean asked surprised.

"I said NOTHING!" Ginny yelled. They knew that when Ginny yelled, it could get dangerous for them, so they hurried out of the common room as quickly as they could.

"Ok, let's open this thing." Ron said. He lifted the cover up ever so slightly, not knowing what to expect. So far, everything was fine. He actually wanted his theory to be true, just to get back at Ginny for questioning his intelligence.

He opened the book a little further, further…WHOOOOOOSH!

He shut the book with some difficulty, and when it was finally shut, he realized that all the papers in the room were lying all over the floor, and Ginny's hair was standing straight up. "Told you so!" Ron bragged.

"Wow that was some wind." Ginny exclaimed. "But, are we sure that they are in there?"

"No, but this book is the only clue to finding them. Hermione is the only one who ever goes to the restricted section."

"That's true. How are we going to get them out of there?" She asked worriedly. "Voldemort is in there! G-d knows what he may be doing to them this very moment!" She got more and more hysterical with every thought. "WHAT IF HE KILLS THEM?"

"Ginny…calm down, there's nothing to worry about. You know that between Hermione's intelligence, bravery, defiant personality, and Harry's wand skills, they are probably fine. They wouldn't let anyone hurt them now."

"I hope your right." Ginny said.

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Meanwhile, Tom Riddle sat on his bed. Those two kids really bothered him. Nobody bothers me! Perhaps they know my plan to murder Dumbledore, or perhaps they are just two measly students, and two of which I will punch to the ground until they are unconscious! That seems like a plan.

Tom rushed out of Slytherin house right away. He was in the mood for tormenting some first years, and may be if he was in the mood, and if he could find them, those two mystery wizards.

"Harry, wake up." Said Hermione gently, but fiercely.

"What!" was Harry's response. He was tired from the day's events and wanted to sleep longer.

"Do you think they know that we're gone?"

"Who?"

"You know, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Dean, Seamus, Lavender, Parvati, Padma…"

"Oh, I don't know about the others, but I think Ron and Ginny are suspecting that something is wrong. I mean, we meet them everyday for breakfast, lunch, and supper, not to mention all the classes we have together."

"I wish there were some way to give them a sign or signal, to tell them where we are and everything. I think I'll go to the library and see if they have anything about sending signs or messages to people. I know it's a stretch, but I can't sleep, and I have to do something."

"Alright, do you want me to come?"

"No, that's alright. You sleep."

"K, try not to run into Voldemort. Midnight could be the time when he lurks for his prey."

"I'll be careful. You just go back to sleep."

She climbed out of bed, went to the washroom, and found put on her jeans and T-shirt. Oh, and she couldn't forget her robes. Her wand was in there.

She quietly opened the door of the room of requirement and slipped out into the open halls. She was still wearing her slippers so she barely made a sound if someone should happen to be near. She walked down the moving staircase to the first floor, and she walked right to the library. Unfortunately, to her dismay, the library was locked. Fortunately, she had her wand so she said softly; "Alohamora" and the door unlocked and creaked open. Madame Pince had gone to bed, and all of the lights were off. Only the light of the full moon shined through the windows, highlighting the bookshelves and tables. She walked toward the "S" bookcase to look for a book about some sort of sign. She searched along the whole bookcase until she came across an old book, she knew wasn't in the current Hogwarts of her time. She pulled it off of the shelf, and opened it slowly.

A note appeared on the first page. It read: Albus, I knew that you would open this book. Therefore, I will tell you what is in store for you. Two new students have appeared here and they seem to be from the future. I didn't tell you in person because I believe that you are the only one that can help them. Perhaps they are here for a reason. They have already been threatened by that Riddle boy. He's no good. You must help them.

-Minerva.

A tear dripped onto the parchment. For she knew that Albus Dumbledore was no longer living in her world. How did Professor McGonagall know that she and Harry were there? Did Ron and Ginny go to her and tell her that something was wrong? Had she sent a note through time and into this book for Dumbledore to read? Hermione sure hoped so. She put the note back into the book, closed it gently, and placed it back on the shelf.

She started down the next bookcase in search of something that might help her communicate to her friends and Professor. She soon grew tired, and found a nearby table to sit at and rest for awhile. In no time, she was asleep again.

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Tom rushed out of the dungeons and up the stairs to the main floor. He searched for a straggling first year, or anyone to pick on. There was no one. So he decided to go to the library for some light reading. Reading was the only thing he enjoyed besides beating kids up, and teasing them.

He neared the doors of the library, and to his surprise, he found the door slightly ajar. To his knowledge, these doors closed and locked at 10 pm. A grin soon crept upon his face. Someone must be in here he thought. He searched the library carefully and quietly like a lion waiting to pounce on his food. After awhile, he found what he was looking for.

A sleeping Hermione was lying at the table a few inches away from him. He knew that once he attacked, she would scream for the life of her, and try to escape. To prevent anyone of coming to her aid, like last time, he cast a silencing charm on the library, and locked all doors and windows so only he could open them. He wanted to have some fun.

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Hermione's eyes burst open. She heard the approaching footsteps, and dared not turn her head to see who it was. Her gut seemed to be screaming DANGER in her ears, and she suspected that she was indeed in great danger for Voldemort was waiting to attack!

Her breathing grew heavy, and for the second time that day, she was very frightened. She knew that Harry couldn't help her this time. She would have to save herself.

Tom noticed the sudden change in her breathing. He came up right behind her, and she could feel him growing closer until he was hovering right above her form. Her breathing staggered and her chest was heaving in and out. She thought to herself, if I spring up, maybe I'll surprise him, and get away. Or maybe I should stay like this, and let him think that I'm asleep. What should I do? He could hurt me to no end; he is a sociopath with no pity or anything! Oh my gosh! He's standing right over me! She shut her eyes tightly and tried to think of any possible solutions. She decided at the last possible second to spring up and—

"EXPELLIARMUS!"

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