Title: As The Time Turns

Author: Kurizu

Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't. Harry Potter's not mine!

A/N: I am SO sorry it took so long to update! I've just been really busy, you know, dealing with school and…. Other things….. Well I'm in 8th grade now, so that's cool. Well, here it is! The long awaited Chapter Four! (Well, at least I hope it was long awaited! Lol)

Chapter Four

Wait… What Happened?

Harry was in the Granger's car, staring at the countryside as it went by when it happened. First, there was an explosion, then a scream. The next thing he knew, he blacked out.

"Harry. Harry! Wake up, please!"

There were lights… lots of lights… But, wait, weren't they in the car? What happened? Where was Hermione? Where were her parents? Where was….

"Ohh… What happened?" He asked, sitting up. They were in a field, surrounded by trees. He stood up, and cried, "What? Where…?"

"Harry! You're finally up!"

He looked over to see Hermione running towards him. "Harry, there's been an accident, Mom's broken her leg, and Dad's unconscious! I- I don't know what to do!"

Harry's head was still spinning. Hermione what? Leg… Dad… Accident?

"What?" He said again. Hermione was making no sense. What happened?

"Harry… Please… You've got to understand…"

Harry walked over to Hermione, and placed his hand on his head. "I can't understand anything... Hermione, what's going on!"

Hermione looked at him with a scared look. "Harry, are you ok?

"I… I…" And he blacked out again.

"WHAT!" Harry woke to a start.

He was back in the Granger's car, and they all looked at him strangely.

"Er… Harry, dear, are you feeling alright?" Hermione's mom asked.

"Huh? Wait, wasn't there an explosion?" He asked. His head was spinning again, and he didn't like it.

"Um… Harry, we've all been sitting here. There was no explosion." Said Hermione.

"Harry, Harry, wake up! We're here."

He woke up again. I really need to stop falling asleep so much… He saw that they were finally at Hermione's house.

"Wow… Hermione, this is amazing…" She grinned at him. "Come on," she said. "Let me how you your room."

She took him upstairs, down a hallway, then stopped. "This is my room. Do you want to see it?" "Sure, ok."

Hermione opened the door, and he saw her room first time in all the time that he knew her. It was painted light green, there was a simple bed, and a desk. There were lots of books on the bookcases, he expected that.

"What's the desk for?" Harry asked.

"Oh, that… Well… That's where I write." She replied. "What do you write?" He asked.

"Oh, nothing… Mostly just homework and stuff… and my diary." She said.

"Cool…" Said Harry as he sat down on the bed. Hermione sat down next to him, watching him as he examined her room. "Harry… There's something I need to tell you."

"Huh? Oh, ok." He snapped out of his gaze. Hermione was extremely close to him, and he began to sweat a little. "What is it you n- need to talk about?" He asked nervously. This wasn't like Hermione. She was a little too close…

"Harry, lately… I've… I've had feelings for someone… Remember how I told you I needed to talk to you about something in my letter? Well… Um… I… I think I'm in love you, Harry."

Harry swallowed.

"I…" He stammered.

"Oh, I know it sounds horrible coming from me, but I can't help it! All this time I had this feeling whenever I saw you, but I thought it was just friendship, or respect. But as we've grown to know each other over the years, I realized that I truly and deeply love you, Harry." Hermione said.

Harry was sweating a lot now. This can't be happening… Maybe it's April First. No, it's summer. Maybe Hermione's trying to trick me! No… she wouldn't do that… Ohh…. I'm not ready for this!

"Um... Hermione... I... I'm uh... That really means a lot to me but... Er... I don't think I... I mean... Um... I'm sorry, but could you give me a little time on this? I really can't think straight right now..." He stumbled on his words.

Hermione looked vaguely hurt.

"Yeah, of course you can Harry. I know it's a lot to think about." She replied.

He sat there for a couple of minutes until Hermione asked him if he wanted to see his room. "Ok..." he said.

She led him to his room, and let him in. "I- I'm going to go to sleep now..." He said, crawling into his bed.

"Ok then. I'll be in my room if you need anything. Good night." Hermione replied, and headed for her room.

He lay there for a while. Oh, man... What have I got myself into? Now Hermione says she's in love with me! Where'd that come from? He thought about all that had happened that day. Then, all of a sudden, he remembered Aunt Petunia's school.

"I should go ask Hermione about that... But I really don't want to face her after turning her down... What am I thinking? Hermione wouldn't be so low as to dislike me for not answering her! I'm going to go talk to her."

Harry got out of bed and opened his door. The hallway was dark. I guess the Granger's are asleep... He walked slowly down the hallway, reaching Hermione's room. There was a light under the door. Ok, she's still awake... Good... Then he heard something.

"Sniff..."

It was someone crying. Harry leaned his ear on the door and heard Hermione crying softly. Damn... I thought... Oh man, did I make her cry? He hesitated, then knocked quietly on her door. The crying stopped, and he heard footsteps. Then Hermione opened the door.

"Harry? Oh-" She wiped her eyes quickly. They were red.

"Hermione, were you crying?" He asked tentatively. "N- no..." She replied.

"Oh, ok. Well, I had a question for you."

"Yes?" She said.

"Well, I was wondering if you knew anything about a school called 'Hanshew School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry'." Harry asked.

"Why don't you come in?" She asked, and let him into her room. She sat on her desk chair, and gestured to her bed. He sat down and Hermione talked again.

"Why would you ask about that?" She asked.

"Oh, nothing. Just wondering." He answered quickly.

"Well, Hanshew's really called Hanshew Academy For The Magic Arts, but some people call it School of Witchcraft and Wizardry after Hogwarts. It's located in Alaska, U.S.A., and it's for incredibly gifted children that have amazing powers."

"Oh... I see..." He said.

"They say that the magic genius, Chris Divum, is enrolled there. Though, that's just a rumor... I think." She went on.

Harry's heart leapt.

"Chris Divum? Er... What does he look like?"

Hermione gave him a funny look.

"Well, he's sort of short, has brownish blonde hair, and has bright green eyes, just like you." She said.

"I- I think I've met him! I mean, I met a boy named Chris that fits your description at least. Do you think that he might be Divum?" He asked.

Hermione thought for a moment. "Well, was his left eye more blue than his right?" She asked.

Harry searched his thoughts.

"Yeah, actually, it was. So I met the magic genius Chris Divum... weird... He was kind of strange."

Hermione yawned.

"Well, I'm tired. Here Harry. You might want to read this. It's a book explaining Hanshew Academy. I think it's got a chapter on Chris." She handed him a green book.

"Thanks." He replied, taking the book. "Well, good night Hermione."

He headed back to his room, crept into bed, and fell fast asleep.

A/N: Well? There you go! I finally wrote it! Yay! Well, PLEASE read and review! I'll update a lot more now. My computer got fixed. See you later!