Hermione woke with a heavy heart. Remus had told her that she needed to go home, back to her own time. It was as if he was sealing himself off from the world. He wanted nothing to do with her and she only had enough time to say hello in these last 5 days or so.

Biting back a sigh, Hermione groggily walked into the bathroom. With eyes half shut, she didn't notice a folded letter on the pillow opposite her. Hermione striped from her clothes, turning on the shower. Water had a calming effect on her so she always thought in the shower. She stepped into the warm water, letting it play in little streams around her body.

Remus had hurt her. One day it was total and complete love and the next he was, at least it felt like, kicking her to the curb. She felt tears of rage and desperation mixing into the water dancing down the valley between her breasts. Soon enough sobs were racking her body, making it feel like she could drown in the combined weight of tears and shower water.

Quickly she shut the shower and blindly reached for a towel. After finding one she walked out of the bathroom. There unnoticed was one letter.

Hermione-

I'm so sorry for doing this to you. You haven't done anything to deserve being treated the way I did you. I still think that I'm doing the right thing. I only hope you can forgive me.

While you were sleeping, I placed the reverse spell on you. I only had it delayed a little, until about 12 noon. The trip back is painful and hard to handle. I have no idea how so; it's only what the text said. Some memories will be erased, some replaced and some added, you will remember me, as I am, but things like our wedding day and Addam will change. My death should be erased, but there might still be a shadow of sadness on that day.

Please forgive me in the future. I'm sending you back the day came here. I will try my hardest not to give you anything to be uncomfortable about when I'm around you. I understand that you will not remember loving me here in the past, as a 17 year old boy until that day. I will love you no matter what age you are or how far apart in time we are.

With all the love I possess,

Remus Lupin

The very heart in Hermione's was ripped out and torn to pieces after reading that letter. She could not understand why it was so important to him to send her back. Looking at the clock on the wall, she realized that it was 11:45. She wished that she could see him one last time.

The waiting game set in and it was a losing battle for Hermione. She didn't want to leave all the love and kindness that was here. She had the in the future, but it wasn't the same. Everyone was walking on egg shells around here.

Time's up. Only seconds to go before the pain set in. First only a tingling that started in her fingers, traveled danced its was up her arms, into her shoulders, seeping into her chest and stomach, invading her thoughts, working its way down her legs, biting at her knees and toes. The tingling turned to a sneering heat, burning her from the inside. Next was a feeling of compression. It felt as if her body was trying to implode.

The next thing she remembered was Remus standing in her doorway, crying and blowing her a kiss. I love you he mouthed to her, and then she was gone.

Hermione woke up in a room that she knew well. The soft cotton bedding was her own. The bed she was lying on was hers; the pictures on the bedside table were hers. she was home.

Voices were arguing outside the door. Remus's voice greeted her first, "No Sirius. She is still sleeping. I want to see she if she is back first." Why would he want to know who was on the other side of the door? Hadn't it always been her? She thought to herself. Ahh, He wants to know if I'm back from the past.

"Just let us see her!" That had to be Sirius.