"Let me get this straight." Sirius said once Hermione was finished as he seemed to be one of the only one's un effected by the story of his death, "I'm dead, after being in Azkaban for 12 years, for something I never did but Peter did, right?" Hermione nodded, so he carried on, "This is because Voldemort is after Harry, as a one year old baby of Lily and James, and I swapped from being secret keeper for them and let Peter be it, he sold them out. Remus is fine. Barty's went nut's and joined the Death Eater's. All attemps on Harry's life fail and he meet's me and Remus in his, and your, third year, and Harry meet's Barty in his Forth. Is that right?"

"Pretty much, yeah." Harry spoke up, "Lovely life I've lead isn't it. Born into Fame because of some arse attempting, and failing, to kill me, but in the mean time killing my only decent family and ripping the rest of what could be a family to me away."

"But, if we stay, maybe we can change time, save some life's, make some better, and stop Voldemort from getting his hands on his two second hand Death Eater's." Hermione said and for the first time since telling her story, looked at Barty. He was stil sat in the chair but had slumped down, his hands covering his face and he silently wept. "Oh god, Barty..." Hermione said as she got up and went over to him. She stood behind his chair and wrapped her arms around him. Her actions had brought everyone else's attention onto Barty.

"I.. i..." Barty stuttered but he was unable to make the words. He just looked up towards Harry, James, Sirius, Remus and Lily, stood up and ran out. Hermione followed straight after him.

As Harry went to get up, Dumbledoor stopped him. "Let him have his time Harry. Hermione will sort him out. As for you, " Dumbledoor said, looking over Harry's robes, "Guessing you're in seventh year?" Harry nodded, suddenly feeling aprehensive without Hermione being with him. He found himslef wanting to go to bed, hide under his blankets and never come out again. "Oh good, you can share a room with The Maurader's here, if you and they don't mind." They all shook there heads, apart from Lily, "As for Hermione, I'll put an extra bed into your room Lily. You can show her where it is later. There are spare Robes and clothes waiting in a trunk for both you and Hermione, Harry. You may all leave."

They all stood and left. Once again, no-one spoke until they had gotten down the stair's and were heading towards Griffondor Tower as Sirius asked Remus to talk. Remus nodded and told them that they'd meet up in the Common Room, as he and Sirius walked off down a secretly consiled passage way, hidden behind a tapistry.

BREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAKBREAK

Hermione had ran straight after Barty but he was speedy. He was half way up the third set of stairs before he alowed himslef to slow down, knowing that one of them would have followed him, they always did. What he hadn't expected was Hermione.

"H hermione..." he croaked, "You should have stayied, listened to Dumbledore... a and..." he trailed off.

It was now that he noticed that he had no arguments and if he was totally truthful with himslef, this is what he had wanted. Hermione and him, but not while he was in this state.

"Why did you run Barty?" Hermione asked soothingly, pulling him into a hug.

"I couldn't face them." he answered, more into her shoulder than to her.

"Why not?" Hermione asked, not pulling away. She knew he needed the comfort. He needed to feel close to someone to let out his feeling's and she hoped to god that he could do that with her. She fancied him so much in was unbelivable.

"C... 'cos I feel like I've recked their lives. Not only have I been some what a part in killing James, Lily and Sirius, but also Harry." Barty said, pulling away to look into her eye's, "Please, 'Mione. Tell me I don't have to turn out like that. Please!"

Hermione couldn't belive it. He was begging, begging her to say something she knew was true. "You don't have to Barty. You don't. You could change it all. You could stop all of this horror from happening."

"Really?"

"Yes Barty, Truthfully, Yes." Hermione smiled.

Barty watched her smile and was drawn in. He couldn't help himself, as he lent in. Cupping her cheeks, he gentely brushed his lips against her's. She leant in just enough to give the kiss some pressure and romance. Barty slanted his mouth over her's and asked for entrance by drawing his toungue accross her lower lip but she pulled away.

"Oh god, I'm so Sorry Hermione!" Barty whispered, looking away.

"No no!" Hermione replied quickly, turning him back around to face her, "It's tnot that I didn't want it, it's just... I've never kissed like that. Not full on."

"Oh, right." Barty said, a small smile appearing on his face, "To be truthful, niether have I."

"And I would just like to note that I love the way you say my name."

"What do you mean?"

"You roll your R's." Hermione whispered into his ear, "I love it. It's sexy." She watched, amazed as he blushed, "Wow, I made you blush..."

"Urrm, yeah. Bit more than that really..." Barty said, the blushing on his cheeks getting darker, "I'm a bit... well, you know."

"Turned on?" Hermione offered, a grin on her face.

"Yeah." Barty said, shoving his hand into his pants pockets in attempt to hide his problem, blush creeping darker still, "Let's get up to the common room, eh? The others will be wondering... and I'll go take a shower."

"Cold one?"

"Most probably."

AN By the Way, if anyone cares what the song that The Mauraders sung in the second chapter in was Linkin' Park & Jay-Z - Points of Authority/99 Problems/ One Step Closer.