Author's note! Hey everyone since no one mentioned wanting to know what she saw in the pensive I'll get to that later. In this chapter Hermione is already in the past. The potion brought her back 153 years and it is 1851. If you plan to figure out the time line I made Albus 170 in the year 2004 and Hermione went back to when he would be in his 7th year.

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He had small, nimble hands and fingers. She could tell this as he quickly scanned all her paperwork. Unlike the headmaster she knew, his hands were young along with the rest of him. Perhaps he was only in his early eighties; maybe middle but she doubted it.

"You papers were very well done." he looked at her strangely. Her clothes were foreign to him. Unlike the long dresses that wizard and muggle girls alike wore, she was in tight fitting pants and a shirt that a man in the fields would wear. While he himself had never been to Mongolia, he was fairly sure they didn't wear clothes like that. "And we do not usually get transfer students after the fall term has started but you are more then welcome. You are more then a welcome addition for we have never had a transfer student from Plexion as well." He stood and extended his hand to her. Standing as well she shook his hand and marveled at the tight grip he had.

Now, what had Albus told her?

"Well my Aunt is rather sick and my family wanted me to be closer in case they needed to quickly get touch with me." The headmaster, Maurice Altwood, nodded once and sat back down. Hermione followed his example.

"I see. Well from your grades and test scores I have no doubt that you will do well here. Tonight at dinner I will announce your arrival and as well what house you will be living in. But in order to do that I will need to," he got back up from his desk and walked over to the far wall and picked up a old, worn hat, "place this upon your head."

"The Sorting Hat," she murmured as he walked towards her. Again he looked at her quizzically but didn't say a word. A familiar sensation overcame her when it was placed on her head. Almost like meeting an old friend over again.

"Been on your head already, have I?" she heard the hat say in her mind. "Well it seems my first choice worked out well, so back you go."

"Gryffindor!"

She smiled brightly to Maurice as he took it away from her. After placing it back on the shelf he went back to sitting at his desk.

"Gryffindor House, named after -"

"Godric Gryffindor," Hermione interrupted. The other three houses were named after the four founders as well: Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, and Salazar Slytherin."

The Headmaster seemed impressed which pleased Hermione. "I see you did you homework." He smiled to her. "Yes well anyway, I'll call one of the Professors here to get you a proper girls uniform and then show you to the Gryffindor Dormitory." He then walked over to the fireplace and put in a little floo powder. "Amelia Noddle, are you there?"

"Yes, I'm here," came a nasal reply.

"Could you come to my office, please? We have a new student for you to meet."

"I'll be there right away, Maurice."

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From the moment she walked in, Hermione thought of Professor Flitwick. While Professor Amelia Noddle was quite a bit taller then Professor Flitwick she was no giant by any means. She was her highest, a whopping 4 foot 5 inches, when she stood with her back straight but the majority of the time she stood hunched over with most of her weight on her walking stick. She had pure white hair that was tied in a long braid down her back and was offset by her dark blue robes. And on her face she had some of the largest spectacles Hermione had ever seen. They reminded her of magnifying glasses and made her new Professor look rather amusing. Hermione was forced to stifle a giggle.

"I came as quickly as I could Maurice," Amelia said, as she more or less stumbled into the office. Her voice was high but nasal. Hermione couldn't help but wonder if her voice was like that all of the time. For if it was she wasn't sure how she would survive the woman's class. "A new student you say? Let me get a good look at him."

Hermione stood to face Professor Noddle. "Sorry to disappoint, but I am a girl."

Amelia blinked a few times while looking Hermione over. Then she took off her glasses and wiped them quickly on her robes before putting them back on and taking another look at Hermione. Focusing on Hermione's face she said, "But your hair…" She blinked again. "They must do things quite differently where you come from. No matter! It's a pleasure." She extended her hand. "Amelia Regina Genevieve Bendidia Noddle at your service. I teach Transfiguration here at Hogwarts."

"Hermione Victoria Granger," Hermione answered as she grasped the other woman's hand.

"Amelia what I need for you to do is to please escort Hermione to the Gryffindor Dormitories as she has already been sorted."

Amelia practically glowed with pride. "Oh! Another Gryffindor!" she shook Hermione's hand again. "Did I mention that I am head of Gryffindor House?" Hermione shook her head and wondered if all Transfiguration teachers were head of Gryffindor house.

"Amelia," Headmaster Altwood said, trying to get Professor Noddle to listen, "I also need you to take her and get her fitted for a uniform."

That got Amelia's attention. "Maurice the fitter's gone, she already left. I can send an owl to her but she probably won't be back for weeks. You know how Abigail is." Turning to Hermione she said, "Abigail is my cousin and while I never speak ill of family, she tends to be a little mad sometimes. And that's by wizarding standards too," she trailed off. "Do you have perhaps a uniform from you other school?"

Hermione nodded. 'Good thing I took off the Hogwarts emblem,' she thought to herself.

"Well then that is what you will wear until the fitter can be brought back." Headmaster Altwood's voice brought her back. "Now that that's settled off to the dormitories you go. She's in the 7th year dorm Amelia." Professor Noddle nodded once and started towards the office entrance. "See you both at dinner."