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A/n- Sorry to leave you guys hanging like that. Hope you like this chapter.

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A Blast From 'Mione's Past

"What the hell did you do?" Hermione screamed at him as he blinked his eyes open. She had obviously been watching him. His entire body hurt, he must have landed hard on the ground. And for another thing, he didn't know where they were.

"What? I don't know!" he mumbled as he sat up slowly. The back of his head had large bruise on it, he could tell. Hermione was in similar shape as him.

"How did we get here then?" she shot back him and he closed his eyes and re focused them, looking around. They were definitely not at Hogwarts anymore; they were in a heavy wooded area, you could barely see in front of you for the thickness of the trees. Draco suddenly tensed and closed his fingers around his wand.

"It was obviously a portkey," he shrugged off and stood up next to Hermione. Her hair was as bushy as ever and she was fuming. What is wrong with her, we can just apparate back to Hogwarts.

"It was not did you even read what it said!" she yelled at him and Draco thought back, that day seemed so far away. Because it was, he thought quickly, remembering back, the paper said 1979! They were in 1979.

"Oh god," he said, running his fingers though his hair. "We're in 1979 aren't we?"

"I think so, and it's all you're bloody fault!" she yelled at him and Draco stepped back. Angry Hermione was not good. But of course, she was right.

"Oh well, queen bookworm of the world, what do you presume we do? And why are we in 1979?" he retorted back at her and she furrowed her brow in an angry way.

"I don't know, maybe we should find out where we are and if we are in 1979 first genius!" she replied and started walking through the woods, closer to where the most light was coming from. Draco's watch wasn't working anymore, which just led him to believe even more that they had indeed gone back in time.

They walked for what seemed like ages, until they reached the edge of the forest. They entered the streets, which were filled with cars passing by slowly. It seemed to be nearing nighttime. Draco was chilly and wrapped his cloak around him, which he happened to have on because the dungeons were so cold at Hogwarts.

They stopped outside a store, where they're fears were confirmed; it was September 6, 1979. The rest of the color in Hermione's face was lost very quickly. Draco felt himself pale in the cheeks, despite the cold.

"Wait a minute! I know where we are!" Hermione exclaimed and looked around, pausing to look at the street sign above their heads. Her eyes widened.

"Where are we?" Draco said, shaking her.

"That's my house," she said faintly, pointing across the road, where two people where getting out of a car to admire a large white house. "And those are my parents," she said and stared at her parents, who were 18 years younger.

Draco's eyes widened as she stared across the road at Hermione's parents. Hermione's muggle parents, he said bitterly in his head. "Muggles?" he said softly, glancing at Hermione, who couldn't take her eyes off of the scene.

"Yes, muggles," she snapped at him but didn't look at him.

"Come on Hermione; let's get out of here, what if they see you? Don't you know the rules about time traveling?" he asked her and she nodded slowly and followed him down the street. They didn't talk for a long time.

Draco finally decided to break the silence, "Was your mom pregnant with you?" he asked her. Hermione looked at him in a strange way, and then nodded slowly.

"Yeah," she whispered in a small voice. She seemed sad about something.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Draco asked her. Her eyes were slowly welling up in tears.

"Everything is wrong. I mean, we are stuck in another year, another decade! This is your entire fault you idiot! If you hadn't skipped class I wouldn't have either. If you hadn't gotten us detention we wouldn't have ever touched that file! God, Draco, why did you each touch that folder, let alone the paper! What the hell were you thinking!" she shouted at him and a flock of birds nearby squawked and flew away, angry. Hermione marched off down the street away from him.

Draco stared after her. Of course, she was totally right, but they couldn't separate. They had to stick together. He ran after her, catching up with her finally after two full blocks. "Come on, I'm sorry, ok, but we have to stick together."

"That's the first bit of truth I've ever heard you say before to me Draco Malfoy," he said nastily and turned away from him, letting him catch up at least.

"Are calling me a liar?" he shot at her, his temper rising.

"Yep," she answered simply, continuing her long stride. Draco sighed and jogged to catch up again.

"Come on, I've never lied to you!" he screamed back at her. She stopped and looked at him right in the eye.

"It's not all about me Draco! To be a good person you have to show it to other people, not just me!" she argued back at him, her eyes a fiery red.

"But all I care about is what you think of me Hermione. You're the only person who understands me," he said softly, looking down at his feet. The next thing he knew, Hermione was practically on top of him, her lips in very close contact with his. So close in fact they were touching, kissing, making out.

"Whoa, ok, do you want to tell me what that was about?" Draco said as she broke it off and continued walking down the street.

"That was me forgiving you," she said easily and continued walking.

"Where are we going?" Draco asked after walking for almost an hour. The sun had already set awhile back, and it was chilly. Draco wrapped his cloak around him tighter. Hermione was doing the same. She looked freezing.

"I have no idea," she said and leaned against a fence, breathing slowly out. Draco leaned against the fence as well. He looked straight across the road, where he felt someone was watching him from. He squinted through the dim light of the street lights across the road.

The figure moved past the bushes, but still looked at Draco and Hermione. He moved a little closer to them, and Draco nudged Hermione in the ribs, pointing with his finger to the figure.

The figure moved closer and Draco looked at it. It was definitely a man, who was wearing a dark black cloak with a hood on it. His wand was his side, and his hands were almost white. Draco couldn't see his face but he knew who it was; a death eater.

The man crept closer, finally pouncing on Draco, nailing him into the fence where he whacked his head hard. He could hear the sounds of scuffling and Hermione's shrieks. His head was pounding but he lifted himself up, long enough to grab the man's robe and spin him around, smashing the man's head into his knee. The man grunted and fell, but grabbed Draco's robes, causing him to fall over.

"Get away from him, creep!" Hermione yelled, sending a hex at him. Smart idea, Draco thought, as he whipped out his wand too and immobilized the death eater with a binding spell. He panted and stood up quickly, and walked over to Hermione. At her feet was a piece of paper with scrawled, hurried writing. Draco picked it up.

Plan: Break clocks make kids skip class

Detention, plant the file

When sure, follow with other file

Document results, make them receive the object

Kill them

Draco stared at it in disbelief as he tried to put this all together. If he was correct, then this paper referred to himself and Hermione, and they were going to kill them. And this man was from the future, just like them, so there must be a way back.

"This is about us isn't it?" Hermione said faintly as she leaned back against the fence.

"I think so, come on, keep moving," he said hurriedly and they started walking back on the street, leaving the death eater there. If he was from the future like them, they couldn't exactly turn him without being asked some odd questions. Draco's past self wasn't even born yet, and neither was Hermione. Too complicated.

As they walked, Draco noticed that Hermione was shaking, and it wasn't from the cold. She was shaking from being afraid that something might happen to either of them. Draco put his arm slowly around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She shot him a look but didn't move his arm away. Draco knew she felt protected with him.

"We should stop here and camp out for the night," Draco said as they passed a small wooded area. Hermione nodded and they both stopped, sitting on a rock each. Draco lounged back against a tree and flicked his wand, and a tent pitched itself of nowhere. Hermione and Draco both ducked inside and it was quite roomy.

There were two beds, an oven and a refrigerator, a table, chairs and a bookcase full of books. "Wow," Hermione exclaimed, running her eyes over the whole scenery. "Where'd you learn to do stuff like this?" she asked him.

"I was on the run for 2 months," he said simply and sat down on his bed. He took off his shoes, socks and cloak. Surprisingly, it was quite warm in the tent. Draco was in shock; he could never work in that spell for heat when he was with Snape.

Hermione had already conjured two sets of robes, pajamas and some food. She was munching on a apple and Draco grabbed n and bit into it. "Don't these things come with a bathroom and shower?" she complained and Draco laughed.

"Maybe…" he said and waved his hand and an extra flap appeared near the oven. Hermione crawled through and appeared minutes later.

"No shower," she complained, but shrugged it off. "I'll just use my wand, that's all."

"Ok," he said and entered the bathroom and changed. When he came out, Hermione was changed too. He went over to his bed and collapsed into it, too tired to worry about being in a different decade.

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"Hungry?" Hermione asked Draco as he got up and yawned. He blinked a few times and noticed how there was a feast piled on the table.

"Starved." He walked over and pulled a plate towards him, piled it with breakfast foods and began ravenously eating. Hermione watched his curiously as she slowly ate.

After they were both filled to bursting, they shrunk their clothes, placed them in their pockets and packed up the tent (a flick of Draco's wand). They began to walk down the streets quietly.

"When we get back, you're going to be known as The-Boy-Who-Traveled-Through-Time," Hermione laughed and giggled. Draco cracked a smile and looked away.

"If we get back," he said faintly.

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A/n- Don't even tell me it took a long time, I'm quite aware. I know very well it took me, what, 2 weeks? Too long, I know. But, on the bright side…there's no bright side. Please review please! Thanks…

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