Sorry I haven't updated, I have a throat infection, and have not been able to get out of bed until now…anyway, here it is!
Hermione apparated to Hogsmeade and walked up to Hogwarts. Once there she went to the Headmaster's office and started naming all sorts of candy.
"Chocolate cockroaches! Chocolate Frogs! Chocolate Cauldrons!"
A laugh behind her made her turn around. She found herself looking at a young man with black hair and piercing gray eyes. He was wearing Gryffindor robes, but they were not the usual school robes. She looked at him confused. The boy smiled and walked over.
"Seems like you can't stop thinking about chocolate, huh? You are going to need more imagination if you want to get in without me to help you," he turned to the gargoyles and smiled wickedly, "Lemon Drops!"
Hermione mentally kicked herself for not thinking of that before. She smiled at the young man and came in, closely followed by him. She started twirling her hair, still not getting used to its being straight. When the moving staircase finally stopped moving she entered the Headmaster's office. The boy accompanying her sat on one of the chairs without waiting for the Headmaster to say anything.
"Professor, someone's here to see you."
The Headmaster looked up from his book and smiled at the boy.
"I see you've let yourself in. Again. What am I going to do with you?"
Even if his voice sounded serious, Hermione saw the humorous twinkle in his eyes. The boy answered in an overly sweet voice.
"But, Headmaster! I would hate to give you extra work! I was just trying to help this oh-so-beautiful woman up to your office!"
Hermione snorted. This, of course, brought Dumbledore's attention to her. He looked at her confusedly through his half-moon spectacles.
"And who might you be, my dear?"
Hermione, suddenly feeling very self-conscious, stopped twirling her hair. She straightened up and introduced herself.
"I'm Princess Sherezade Juliet Meisuke, Heir Apparent to the throne of the Tirfo Thuin's Tuatha de Dannan. I've been sent away from my home for my safety, and was told to come to you, since I already know magic."
Dumbledore looked utterly surprised. He looked her over and raised an eyebrow. He stood up and walked around his desk.
"Well, I have to say I am surprised. I doubt Hogwarts has ever been in such a circumstance. And…you say you know magic? I mean, I know all Tuatha De Dannan can do magic, but I'm talking about wand magic. Can you?"
Hermione nodded and took out her wand from the leather bag she carried, not even stopping to ask herself where the bag had come from, or how her wand got in there.
"Should I demonstrate? What would you have me do?"
Dumbledore, obviously very curious, sat on his desk.
"What is the most complicated thing you can do?"
Hermione thought for a minute.
"Well…I am not very sure. I can do many rather complicated things…I guess most people would think the most complicated would be…a successful Fidellius charm…"
THAT surprised Dumbledore. He stood up in surprise and stared at her long and hard.
"You can do what? I must have heard wrong…Just where did you learn to do that?"
"From a book. I was sick for a week, so I asked my friend to check a book out from the library…I memorized all the charms and spells in it."
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow (again).
"What book might that be?"
"ο ισχυρότερος, επικίνδυνος, και περίπλοκες γοητείες"
Dumbledore looked impressed. Not only was the woman in front of him the princess of the Tuatha de Dannan, a group of people he greatly admired, but she could also do greatly complicated charms just by reading about them, AND she spoke Greek. He had to give it to her, she was a genius.
"Princess…How many other languages do you speak?"
"Let's see…English, Dutch, French, Spanish, Greek…and a bit of Korean."
Dumbledore turned to the young man.
"Stop being so lazy! You must show Her Highness to the living quarters by yours. She shall stay there, just like your friends and you are staying at the other rooms. That is, if she wants to."
He turned to Hermione, who smiled at him.
"I would love to!"
Dumbledore smiled. He had taken a great liking of this young woman, and he was greatly impressed by her. He watched as she left his office with one of his favorite students. The day, he thought, was going rather well.
In the mean time, outside…
"So…Princess. How did you come to learn so many languages?"
"I love learning…Languages are just something else to learn. By the way, don't call me Princess…It's very…weird. Call me Sherezade. Xere for short."
The boy nodded.
"Well, then you must call me by my name too. I'm Sirius. Sirius Black."
Hermione's face must have shown her shock, because Sirius looked at her worriedly.
"Are you OK? Should I take you to the hospital wing?"
Hermione shook her head. 'So I'm in Sirius's time…that's not so bad! I knew I would know somebody, I have gone back 20 years!' Finally they got to a painting of a moonlit lake. Sirius stopped and knocked on the frame. A very beautiful young woman, in the arms of a handsome man, appeared.
"Sirius, can't you see I'm busy!"
Hermione blushed, but Sirius merely laughed.
"Come on, Cat, you know you love me nonetheless. Plus, I finally brought you a guest. Say hello to Princess Sherezade."
Hermione, still blushing, greeted the couple.
"So, Xere, all you have to do is decide on a password and tell it to Catherine here. Anyway, my friends and I live here," he pointed at a painting of an old man, "so if you want to I could introduce you guys…"
Hermione smiled.
"I'd love that."
Sirius smiled and offered her his arm, which she took graciously. He said the password to his room and entered. In the common room there were two boys with straw-colored hair, and a black-haired boy snogging a redhead. Hermione, blushing again, turned to look at Sirius.
"Maybe I should come back later. I really didn't mean to interrupt…"
Sirius laughed.
"No, it's ok! Oi, James! You are scaring our guest!"
James pulled away from the redhead, smiling goofily. Still, when he saw Hermione he stopped. He was on his feet in a second, looking her over. Hermione stood still, very confused. Finally James stopped walking around her and faced her.
"You wouldn't happen to be one of the Tuatha de Dannan. Would you?"
Hermione, taken by surprise, could do nothing but nod. James nodded his head, as if saying "I told you so" to himself. He put out his hand for her to shake, but Hermione, finally getting into the role of a princess, didn't shake it, and rather curtsied. Everyone but Sirius looked surprised. He just shrugged.
"What did you expect? She is the Princess and Heir Apparent!"
Everyone looked at Hermione in surprise. She just smiled at them. Finally Lily spoke.
"Well…Welcome!"
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