Little Spark of Madness

by bluesands22

The war was lost as the light left Harry and Hermione's eye's at the end of Voldemort's wand. The light lost. A choice is given: Peace or Pain. After they are sent to 1975 to try and change the outcome of the war they find themselves with a new life. With new lives, new problems arise. How will they help with the war and figure out their own futures? Mione/Sirius, Mione/Lucius

4. Chapter 4

Title: Little Spark of Madness

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in anyway, that belongs to JK Rowling's. I don't make any money from this either. I just do it for fun :) All original characters are my own, those would be the ones that you don't recognize from the books.

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Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes.

Hugh Prather

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August 25th, 1975

McGonagall Home

"Harry wake up! We need to get going. Today is the day we are going to get our supplies today with Aunt Minerva." Hermione was shaking the snoring Harry to no avail. Finally giving up she ripped the sheet off his body as he flinched at the loss of his warm cocoon, "Are you forgetting that we are meeting 'our' distant cousins today? The Potter's? Don't you want your hair brushed?"

Harry grumbled as he shoved her from his bed, "I am up Mione…."

Huffing Hermione fixed her grey skirt as she walked from the room and into her own at the end of the hall. She had been up for over an hour making sure that her curls were smooth and everything was perfect. Looking in the mirror she was wearing a light lavender blouse and knee length grey skirt, leggings and black buckled shoes. She was assuredly looking younger, as a 15-year-old should. It would all be covered in her robe anyways while they were out."

Frowning as she looked at her legs she thought, 'I really miss my jeans and trainers.' Looking back at the mirror she just reminded herself that she was supposed to have a pure blood mother. Even though she and Harry had supposedly been brought up in seclusion, she would have been raised to dress as a witch and not a muggle.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror as she repeated her mantra so that she wouldn't forget it while out in public. "I am Hermione McGonagall. I am a half blood. Aunt Minerva. Aunt Minerva."

Sitting on the edge of her bed she smiled, her room was an eggshell color with teal accents all over. It was larger than her old muggle room had been by double almost. Her large bed had four beautiful mahogany posts with cream curtains hanging from them. A matching desk and vanity for while she was getting ready and a large window that she could open and read while sitting on the window bench. She had one wall complete covered with built in bookshelves.

Harry had laughed when she first arrived and saw the book shelves and declared that she would hardly ever leave her room now. He was right though, she spent a great deal of her time in there.

Harry's room had slightly darker walls, and a deep golden color scheme. He had book shelves as well, but over the past month the books started being replace with quidditch items and play books.

Turning as she thought about the jeans she had seen girls wearing and cringed, they had been very tight on the thighs and butt, and very loose past the knees. Bell bottoms were not something she wanted to really try.

Smiling as she watched her 'brother' come down the stairs in black slacks and a white shirt as he sat at the table. He looked up as Minerva came in the room looked as put together as Hermione. "Good Morning Aunt Minerva."

She nodded, "Good Morning Harry. I was telling your sister that I have spoken with the Headmaster, he said you should both have your memories back before school begins. They managed to make a copy of them to keep reviewing. I am just glad they don't need you both to relive them over and over."

Smoothing her dress before sliding on her traveling cloak. Harry shoved his full piece of toast into his mouth as he watched Hermione putting her traveling cloak on as well.

Grabbing his own he thrust his arms though the sleeves and ran his hands through his messy hair a few times before grinning, "Ready!"

Minerva pursed her lips as walked over to him with her wand casting a simple charm to help the few locks of hair sticking straight up to lay down. "There. Now, are you ready to meet the Potter's? We are meeting them at Flourish and Botts in an hour. We will get you both fitted for your robes first and meet them after."

Harry nodded, "I can't believe my father is going to be my own age."

Minerva raised a brow with a stern look, "Your father?"

Harry nodded as he gave her a sheepish smile, "I know, I won't say it. My father was Robert McGonagall Jr."

Nodding her head as Minerva's features softened, "I know it will be hard Harry, but we cannot mess up."

Nodding Harry smirked at Hermione, "At least I don't still call you professor on occasion."

Minerva smiled softly at the two of them as Hermione turned a lovely shade of red. "True, but you will both call me that in public while at Hogwarts. Until then it is Aunt Minerva."

Hermione nodded as she straightened a bit, "I've been repeating it all night in my head."

Minerva nodded before walking to the floo and grabbing a handful of floo powder. "Diagon Alley."

Hermione and Harry walked side by side as they made their way through Diagon Alley following their Aunt. Harry had to grab Hermione's hand on a few occasions when it got too crowded. When they got stuck in a particular spot Harry leaned over and whispered to Hermione, "Does this seem more crowded to you? I've never seen it like this?"

Hermione nodded as she whispered back quickly, "The first and then second wars did have a significant impact on population. The war is just getting started remember, the past twenty years or so in our time showed a population drop not only in the adults, but in the new students at Hogwarts. Not enough people lived to have babies."

Harry's face fell for a moment realizing that she was right. There were no abandoned shops here. And sadly, he knew most of these people would die in the war. Gripping his sister's hand tighter partly to get them through the crowd, but also just to keep her close to him.

As they finally made it to the shop he saw their Aunt worriedly scanning the crowd for them. He could tell the moment she saw them as relief flooded over her face before it was masked with her normal expression. "I thought I lost you two!"

Harry nodded as he looked up at their Aunt apologetically, "We got a bit stuck, it is really crowded."

Nodding her head Minerva adjusted the bag in her hand. "It is. School starts in less than two weeks, and I have honestly never had to deal with this crowd. Let's get in for your fitting appointments children."

The fitting didn't take too long as the seamstress was all work and no talk while taking down their information. Hermione couldn't stop mentioning that the skirts seemed shorter than before to her professor in a whispered tone.

Minerva just shrugged her shoulders a bit as her eyes watched the magical measuring tape fluttering about Hermione, "They are the required school length my dear. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary."

Hermione just frowned as she stepped down and sat in a waiting chair while Harry finished up. When he walked over Hermione popped up with an excited grin on her face, "Can we go to Flourish and Botts now. I haven't been to a bookstore in ages."

Minerva and Harry just chuckled at her antics before Harry grabbed her hand while they followed their Aunt out into the crowd once more.

Looking over Hermione stopped in shock as she saw a young Molly Weasley holding a small infant in her arms. Tugging on Harry's hand she nods in the woman's direction, "It is Molly and Bill I think."

Harry smiled and shook his head, "No, that has to be Charlie. Bill was born in 1970, Charlie was born in December of 1972." He looked over and saw Mr. Weasley walking to them holding a 3-year old's hand who was happily sucking on a lolly. "That is Bill."

Hermione's jaw dropped as she tried to imagine the little tyke with an earring, "I never really thought about how much older they were."

Harry turned to Hermione with a questioning look as a thought struck him about her statement, "Did you like Bill?"

Hermione blushed as she straightened, "I… He was a very talented curse breaker. I was too busy for such thoughts, and obviously he had gotten married to Fleur." Stiffly she grabbed Harry's hand as he began to chuckle, "We lost Aunt Minerva again. Let's go." She took off dragging a now fully laughing Harry behind her.

Once they got to Flourish and Botts Hermione quickly disappeared into the stacks filling her arms with all the books that were on her list and a few others. Harry followed behind her as he dragged his feet accepting the books that his sister was handing him. Groaning as she placed another large tomb in his arms, "These are all on our list? I don't remember that large book from the last time."

Hermione shook her head, "That one is a bit of light reading for me. Honestly Harry, the books that you have two copies of are the ones for school."

Harry just groaned before grabbing a cart and lying the books on it before following behind her again. "Light reading Mione. The book is four inches thick, and there are three of them!"

Hearing a chuckle in the next stack over before someone called out, "Hey Moony, I think I found your future girlfriend!" Followed by a different groan nearby. "Be quiet Sirius!"

Harry and Hermione both stopped in their tracks. Hermione with a pale blush across her cheeks while Harry went pale as a ghost. The two of them stood still as a young Sirius Black bounded around the corner with the largest grin either of them had ever seen on his face.

His black hair was to his shoulders with a slight curl and healthy sheen, his face was tanned with slightly plump cheeks, his grey eyes were no longer dull. He was full of life. He smiled at Hermione, "I don't believe we have met? Who is your… Bloody Hell you look like Jamie!"

With Hermione forgotten from his mind at seeing Harry, Sirius called over his shoulder, "Mooney! Jamie! Get over here, you guys need to see this!"

Suddenly a younger version of Remus Lupin and what could have been Harry's twin came around the corner. Following closely was their Aunt Minerva and a couple that could only have been Charlus and Dorea Potter.

Lady Potter's jaw opened slightly in awe as her eyes landed on Harry. "Charlus" breathily escaped her lips before she continued, "Dumbledore was not joking when he said the resemblance between the boys would be stunning."

Everyone just stared at Harry for a moment causing him to become very uncomfortable. Hermione walked to his side and held his hand, "It's okay Harry." she whispered into his ear.

Suddenly their Aunt came over guiding them both off to the side, "Are you both alright?"

Hermione glanced over seeing the Potters talking to Sirius, James, and Remus. She could only hear a few words here and there, so none of it made sense.

Looking back to Minerva she nodded knowing that Harry was still in shock, "I think it was just a shock. They were rather… hyper."

Minerva nodded with her lips pursed as if remembering something, "Yes, those boys will be very hyper. I didn't think they would come in here like that, we were supposed to meet out front. Let's get your books and we can all finish talking outside somewhere where it is not so cramped."

She had said the last part a bit louder and saw Charlus Potter nod his head in agreement.

Turning they purchased all their book with Hermione double and triple checking that they were not forgetting anything. Hermione took care of Harry's things as well knowing that he was still out of sorts seeing his father for the first time that he could remember.

Once everyone was outside Harry and Hermione were still holding hands, Minerva was behind them with a hand on each of their shoulders. "I guess we should do introductions. These are my nephew and niece from Ireland, Harry and Hermione McGonagall. I do hope you boys will help them adjust to Hogwarts. Also, please attempt to not get into trouble around them."

Mr. Potter stepped forward chuckling a bit before turning a bit more serious, "I am sure the boys will help out with whatever they can." He turned back to his family. "This is James Potter, Sirius Black who is basically my second son since he is always over, and then Remus Lupin who is basically my third son for the same reason. They will all be starting their 5th year with you this year."

Mr. Potter turned back to Harry and Hermione, "Harry I must say the resemblance is uncanny. I am happy that the Headmaster thought to let us know. That could have been an awkward first day for you."

Harry nodded, "I have had a few of those moments already Sir."

Mr. Potter chuckled, "Yes, I think we just witnessed one in Flourish and Botts. Did you both get all that you needed?"

Hermione nodded her head, "Yes Sir."

Nodding his head with a kind smile, "Very good. All your other shopping taken care of?"

Minerva spoke up, "Harry is planning on getting an owl and Hermione wishes to get a cat. So, we will be walking around a bit. Nothing on the required list though. I already had all the other items on their lists since I am one of their teachers as well."

James smiled," We can show Harry to the owls at Eeylops Owl Emporium! And then Hermione to the Magical Menagerie to look for a cat I guess." He gave a small scrunch of his nose obviously not a fan of cats.

Shaking her head as she clasped her hands together nervous about separating from Harry, but knowing he would want to meet them. "My Aunt was going to take me to look at some cats. Thank you for the invitation though."

Hermione looked at Harry with a look that she hoped conveyed that she was alright with him going as she ignored the boulder in the pit of her stomach, "If you want to go with them I don't mind."

Harry looked at her unsure for a moment before nodding, he could clearly see that she was trying to give him time. "Alright. If you're sure."

Minerva gave Harry enough gold for an owl and then a bit extra for Fortescue, that was across the way. "I know those boys can't miss the ice cream shop."

Harry just grinned and nodded his thanks before he was practically dragged away by James and Sirius. Remus following closely behind the trio.

As soon as they were out of earshot Sirius turned on Harry, "What was up with your sister telling you it was okay? Just curious? Is she really bossy?"

James just whacked Sirius upside the head as he looked at Harry, "Sorry about that. It was pretty cool that you could talk without talking to each other though. It must be a twin thing. The Prewett twins come over for supper sometimes and they always do that."

Harry nodded as he realized that they had basically had a silent conversation. Swallowing as he shook his head remembering her battle ridden face looking to him, "We haven't been apart since we lost everyone. Just a little weird." And it was true, they hadn't really been apart since the battle that led this to this point.

James stopped to look at his distant cousin, "If you want we can go back and get her? Or go with them to the Magical Menagerie?"

Harry shook his head as he kicked a slightly raised cobblestone with his foot, "We need to get used to being apart again, it was just the shock of it all."

Remus nodded, "James and I don't have any siblings, and Sirius isn't too close to his. Sorry if we don't keep up sometimes."

Playing dumb about Sirius' home life Harry decided to ask some questions, "Do you have a sister too? I just get protective over her sometimes."

Shaking his head as he shoved his hands into his pockets avoiding everyone's gaze, "No, a younger brother. We just don't see things the same way. Our parents don't help matters either. Don't be surprised if I never invite you over. Only James has been, and that was once a long time ago."

Nodding Harry knew to drop the subject, they were all just meeting for the first time. "I didn't mean to pry, sorry."

Sirius shrugged nonchalantly as he fixed his jacket unnecessarily, "It is cool. The Potter's are all I need."

Harry smiled, "Ya, second families are pretty cool too. Our Aunt seems nice. A bit stern at times."

Sirius grin would have rivaled any Slytherin as he wrapped an arm around Harry's shoulders, "About that. What can you tell us about dear Minnie? We are her favorites you know, I would love to know her favorite flowers, chocolates?"

Harry laughed and shook his head as the heavy conversation ended, "She did warn me about you. I have to live with her, I am not saying a word!"

The four of them laughed loudly before making their way through the crowd.

Hermione suddenly felt alone being with her Aunt and the Potters as they walked through the crowded street. Once they were inside Hermione looked hard for any cat that looked like her Crookshanks. She found one cat that was orange, but the moment she saw his shedded fur on the pillow she almost broke down in tears.

She had finally settled on a dark grey cat with light grey paws. He was lovable enough and only about a year old, so they would be together for a while. Turning she showed her Aunt who nodded in approval as the Potters stepped out of the store.

Once they paid for her new cat which she named Damara, and got everything that she would need to care for him they left the store only to see the Potters engaged in a conversation with another woman with black hair pulled back tightly in a bun.

As the two of them headed over she could hear that they were talking in heated tones.

The other woman was scowling at Charlus Potter, "You were unfaithful to Dorea, a Black! Admit it Charlus. You cannot expect me to believe that that child is anyone's but yours."

Charlus shook his head and you could clearly see that the kind man was getting agitated, "Walburga his father was Robert McGonagall Jr. I never even met the young man and his sister until today. His grandmother was my Aunt apparently. The Potter genes are just strong in his features. I would never be unfaithful to my wife."

Shaking her head, the woman sneered, "Too strong of a resemblance. No, I know what I see Charlus Potter."

Minerva cleared her throat behind the woman, "Mrs. Black so lovely to see you again."

Hermione looked up at Minerva and saw her tight features pulled back into a forced kindness. "Is there a problem with my nephew?"

Hermione's eyes almost bugged out as she recognized the woman from her portrait, only now she wasn't paint and canvas. Seeing the woman look at her she bowed politely and repeated what she heard Minerva call her, "Mrs. Black."

She hated being nice to the woman, but realistically, other than showing concern for a slight again Lady Potter she had done nothing wrong. As she looked up she saw Mrs. Black's eyes on her intently. "What is your name child?"

Hermione swallowed, "Hermione Jean McGonagall Mrs. Black. Professor McGonagall is my and my brother's Aunt. She was kind enough to take us in after our parents were killed."

Mrs. Black nodded her head while Charlus and Dorea Potter looked at her with worry as if she had entered the snake pit. Apparently, she had as she saw Mrs. Black walk to her and nodded her head slightly in acknowledgment that she had heard her.

Hermione placed a small smile on her face knowing that she needed to keep up the charade of not knowing this woman. Remembering all her Aunt's lessons about pureblood polite conversation and bowing she was managing to please the woman. Her mother was a pureblood she should know these things.

Mrs. Black stopped and delicately clasped her hands together, "Your mother dear, who was she?"

Hermione smiled, "Her name was Adeline Byrne, her mother was Charla Byrne. Her maiden name was Potter from what I've been told. Mother really never spoke of her past much."

Turning she smiled at the Potters kindly, "Mr. Potter is my third cousin I believe. Which is wonderful, he seems like a very kind man."

Mrs. Black raised an eyebrow with an almost amused look on her face, "Your mother held secrets dear?" Her eyes wandered back to Mr. Potter causing Hermione to wonder what she was up too.

Hermione shook her head confused at how the woman made the leap, "No, she just didn't much talk about her past is all. My Grandmother didn't speak of her past either, so I am unsure if my mother even knew. She was a very kind woman though."

Mrs. Black nodded her head while Dorea Potter watched her carefully her back and neck stiff as a board, "Are you satisfied with Miss Hermione's answers cousin?"

The gaunt woman glared at Dorea for a moment before looking back at Hermione and then Minerva, "I think I have what I need for now. Thank you for answering my questions without fuss. Your mother raised you right in her time."

Mrs. Black smiled strangely at her as if appraising her and then Minerva, "I'll be in touch Professor McGonagall. We should do tea sometime with your niece, I can invite my own nieces along as well. Let her meet some other young proper ladies before school begins. I will owl you."

With that Walburga Black walked off, her back straight and head held high.

Dorea looked at her husband with worried eyes before Charlus turned to Minerva and Hermione, "She is up to something. Be very careful with her. Hermione, I know you are new here, and I don't like telling people how to perceive others. However, that woman can be dangerous when she sets her mind to something and she seems to have an interest in you."

Dorea nodded her head solemnly, "She is a pureblood fanatic, that and her house are all she truly cares about."

Hermione looked down truly confused, "I don't understand why she would have an interest in me then. I am a half blood."

Dorea looked uneasily at Charlus and then Minerva, "She came over accusing Charlus of fathering Harry. She saw Harry and James while looking for Sirius, she is adamant that they are brothers. That maybe Charlus fathered Harry and yourself as well as James. She is not one to let things go. I know you were just being truthful, but she will most likely use your words against you dear. About your mother not telling you about her childhood, that it is possible she cheated on your father."

Hermione stepped back her grip unintentionally tightening around the kitten in her arms, "I never said that!" Causing Damara to squirm in her arms at her unease.

Dorea shook her head before leaning down, "No, my dear you didn't. However, that won't stop Walburga and whatever scheme has been set in her head. I know my husband would never be unfaithful to me, keep strong, whatever rumors you hear, be strong."

Nodding her head and looking up at her Aunt, "I am sorry Aunt Minerva, I shouldn't have said anything."

Shaking her head as she calmly put a hand on her shoulder, "You said nothing wrong Hermione. Come let's go and find your brother I believe we are done for the day. If we need more we can come back."

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