Title: Little Spark of Madness

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in anyway, that belongs to JK Rowlings. 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.

Um just a heads up ... warning….

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It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

E. E. cummings

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Unknown Location

June 30th, 1976

Screams echoed off the bare walls as two men thrashed on the floo surrounded by others shrouded in dark cloaks. Only a single man with alabaster skin stood before them.

"You failed me." The pale man spoke as he sneered down at the two shaking men.

The older of the two did his best to kneel before the man, "My Lord please, my son was stupid. He was scorned by the girl."

"Crucio!" The younger man screamed out again wetting his pants as his father watched. "Avery, your son is a disgrace. He can't even keep a young girl's interest. In fact he completely lost her trust, she won't look at him with any intention."

"My Lord, he is my only son. Yes he made a mistake, but he can try and…." The older man dropped as the crucio was turned on him.

Red eyes glared down on the pair as the younger of the two looked up. Galen couldn't keep the fear from his eyes as he stared at the dark lord. With a voice hoarse from screaming he spoke softly, "Please my lord… it is my fault…"

Red eyes squinted, "Yes, it is." Voldemort held up a piece of parchment. "According to Malcolm McGonagall you are to stay clear with no contact until after the girl's 16th birthday."

Crumpling the parchment and dropping it to the ground. "You will revoke your marriage request for the girl. You will wait until I deem you worthy for another task. Until then you will avoid the girl at all cost to prevent anymore destruction of my plan."

Galen nodded his head frantically as tears streamed down his face. "I will. I will."

Red eyes closed before nodding, "Very well. Do not fail me again young Avery. Your family will need you."

Without warning Voldemort raised his wand, "Avada Kedavra"

Galen looked on in horror as a green light filled the room. When the light left the room Galen let out a sob as his eyes took in the still form of his father's body lying next to him.

The room was silent as the 6th year cried. Red eyes looking to his other followers taking in their appearances, "Thisss has been very disssappointing, I do not like not having a backup. I will have the girl on our ssside." His eyes turned to two hooded figures standing tall side by side.

"Abraxasssss, Your ssson will not fail me." His red eyes flickered to the slightly shorter of the two. "Luciusss, If you succeed you will earn my mark upon your arm as well as a wife. Tell me boy, will you succeed? Or loose your father as well?"

Lucius could feel his heart racing in his chest, his stomach a mess of nerves. However his voice came out solid as his father had raised him too. "I will not fail. Hermione trusts me. I do not believe she suspects me. However, she may be upset once learning I have placed a marriage request for her on her birthday. She was very upset with Galen over it. I have been trying to enlighten her about the traditions in place over time to lessen her eventual disappointment."

Voldemort nodded, "A wise plan, much better than blurting it out like an imbecile." Red eyes flickered to the boy on the floor before back to Lucius, "You better hope for your father's sake it works. Your mother is preparing for the Malfoy Yule Ball again yes?"

Lucius gave a quick nod not trusting his voice. He truly liked Hermione, his father just assumed he was following orders. While things were working in his favor, her charm and intelligence had drawn him in before the order had come. He could protect her if she chose him couldn't he? The Dark Lord had only ever referred to her as a future wife so he didn't think she would be harmed.

The Dark Lord nodded accepting his nod, "You will give her the invitation yourself after her birthday, you will escort the girl."

Swallowing, "My Lord I will do as you ask, however Sirius Black has developed an annoying habit of asking her to all upcoming events to keep her from Galen."

Nodding his head as he turned to Abraxas, "Your family will not send out invitations prior to young Lucius speaking with the girl. If there is not an event public yet, she cannot be asked. Especially when he has not yet invited himself. Do make sure he is invited though."

He turned his attention to Orion Black not waiting on an answer, "Black. Tell me, at first your son despised the girl. What has changed?"

Bowing his head, "My Lord, we feel he is growing up and finally doing his family duty. He must have realized his place."

Scoffing red eyes narrowed at grey steel ones, "Hisss place? If he knew that, he would be here."

Lowering his head in shame, "I will discuss it with my son again My Lord. With the girl involved, he maybe more persuaded."

With a flick of his wrist the cloaked followers dissipated from the room. Abraxas grabbed Lucius before grabbing hold of Galen's shoulder taking the boy with him.

McGonagall Cottage

July 17th, 1976

Hermione was sitting in the lounge chair in the corner of the living room with her most recent transfiguration book propped open as tried to see what she was doing wrong. The boys had all transformed during the last year and she wanted to try and transform before heading back to school.

She got up setting the book carefully back on the shelf as she walked out of the house and back over to small shed at the back of the property.

Opening the door she walked in and looked down at the potion in the self stirring cauldron. Smiling as she saw the dark blue hue in the pot. Picking up the last ingredient she dropped into the cauldron watching with a smile as it puffed up a light blue color.

Walking over she put a tray of vials next to the cauldron as she carefully filled each one with the potion. The last few months had been trying for her while she located the last of the ingredients for Remus wolfsbane potion. Even her Aunt and Professor Dumbledore had an issue acquiring the ashwinder eggs for the potion. When they had arrived four weeks ago she'd nearly cried as she started making the potion.

She thought that she would spend another month failing Remus, but she had just made it. Tonight was the full moon. Harry had already spoken with the Potter's and they were going over this evening for dinner with their Aunt. Harry was going to stay the night in his deer form while she would return home with her Aunt.

Hermione wasn't going to stay since she had not achieved her transformation yet. Plus time alone before their birthday was becoming harder to come by.

Smiling as she looked down at the ten vials of the completed potion, she couldn't wait to give them to Remus. She hoped that everything went well when she made it. She'd done the potion by memory, but she was sure that she'd done everything correct.

Smiling as she picked up the tray and left the small shed as she headed back up to the house.

"They are finished! The perfect light blue smoke as well." She said as she placed the vials down on the counter in the kitchen. I can't wait to tell Remus."

Her Aunt smiled proudly at her as she closed her book softly, "You will do quite well in potions my dear. Is young messer Lupin excited for tonight?"

Hermione worried her bottom lip as she shook her head, "I didn't know if the potion would be done in time. Or if it would be successful. I haven't told him I was attempting it, only Harry and you know. I didn't want to get his hopes up. I know how much this meant to him in the future."

Sighing her Aunt nodded, "I am quite sure he will be more than grateful. There are quite a few vials there, how much does he need to drink?"

Shaking her head, "Only one near supper time, and the other right before the full moon rises. There is enough here for the next four full moons after tonight. It will give us time to find more ashwinder eggs. It took a long time to find them."

Her Aunt nodded, "Unfortunately, those will be a problem. Especially with the war progressing. Travel is becoming limited. Don't worry dear, an old student of mine is already looking into this and will hopefully have an answer for us soon on a more steady supply."

Minerva took a sip of her tea and then spoke softly, "How are you dear? Your birthday's are in two days time. Your Uncle has invited the three of us over for a birthday supper. He will of course be formally informing you of your marriage requests at that time as well."

Hermione sighed and sat gently in a chair across from her Aunt. "I am not supposed to be, but I am scared. The situation with Galen turned into a disaster. Uncle Malcolm had to step in and forbid him from contacting me until the day after my birthday for dishonoring and abandoning me at the Gala. He won't be able to protect me like that again until after I choose a husband."

Minerva nodded as she put a hand on her niece's hand, "Who said you were not supposed to be scared? I know you are still two years from needing to make a decision, but you will be juggling dates and events when you are asked until then. While at school you will only need to worry about Sirius and Galen, Lucius and Rabastian finished school, and Kosco obviously have been removed from school for many years. They will only become obstacles when you are out of school or at Hogsmeade."

Worrying her lip Hermione glanced up at her Aunt, "Can you revoke my Hogsmeade permissions during the school year?"

Minerva chuckled sadly, but shook her head no. "You are going to be in your sixth year my dear. I cannot just forbid you from going on Hogsmeade days. I also cannot do anything about the winter hols. I have already spoken to the Potter's and you and your brother will be going to their place for the break since I must remain at school."

Nodding her head as Harry came in the room from the back door with wind fussed hair. Broom in one hand and his flying glasses in the other. "Hi!"

Hermione couldn't forced herself to be happy at the moment as she kept her eyes down cast at the table.

Harry frowned and sat down next to her, "'Mione what it wrong?"

Shaking her head, "Nothing, I better go get ready." With that she got up quickly and went up to her room leaving them alone at the table.

Harry just looked to their Aunt with a worried look as she told him about Hermione's worry.

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Potter Manor

Everyone was sitting at the table in the dining eating their supper when Hermione cleared her throat, and called out softly "Chipy?"

Mr Potter stopped and sat back in his chair looking at Hermione in question as the small elf handed her a vial of blue potion. "Thank you very much Chipy."

The little elf rolled her eyes at Hermione's insistence on thanking her for every little thing before popping away.

When Hermione looked up she had the whole room looking at her, most in confusion. However Her Aunt and Harry were looking at her with pride. Harry even looked as if he might tear up which cause the rest of the room to be even more confused.

Scooting her chair back slightly she stood up. "As you all know, Harry and I are from the future, maybe not this future anymore but there are somethings that we know… can do… to help people out. I am sorry this has taken so long, but it is not something I was comfortable rushing. Especially from memory."

Taking a breath she walked around the table before stopping between Sirius and Remus' chairs. "Remus, this should help with your transformation tonight. It won't stop it, or stop the pain, unfortunately. What it will do is help you keep your mind when you are in your other form."

Remus just stared at her for a moment before slowly taking the offered vial. He was about to open his mouth to ask her something when she continued.

"You will need another vial right before the moon rises tonight." Remus stood up facing her with his face still paler than normal. "Oh and no you cannot add sugar to it. It is best to drink it quickly, I hear it has a really foul taste."

Remus looked down at the vial before hugging her tightly cutting off her ramble, "You didn't have too. I mean this is…"

Hermione wrapped her arms around Remus hugging him back tightly as another thought plagued her briefly, "I made it from scratch, so I hope…"

Remus stood back, not even bothering to hide the tear forming in his eye, "Thank you."

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McGonagall Cottage

July 18th, 1976

Hermione was practically jumping up and down at the floo waiting on her Aunt to arrive. She wanted to get back to the Potter's as early as properly possible to see if her potion worked. She hadn't heard a thing and was a jumble of emotions.

"Calm down Dear. Let me get on my traveling cloak child, I know you are anxious." Minerva walked to the cloak closet and pulled out her dark emerald traveling cloak before she nodded to Hermione to get into the floo. "Alright."

No sooner had the older woman spoken the final approval when Hermione threw down floo powder, "Potter Manor!"

Upon arriving Hermione was dragged into a hug from the fireplace before she had gotten used to her surroundings. Opening her eyes she saw the light brown locks of Remus in her face while holding her tightly to him. James, Sirius, Harry, Peter and the Potters all standing across the room with huge smiles on their faces. "IT WORKED YOU BRILLIANT GIRL!"

Remus spun her around a few times not letting her go. Finally he pulled back and she could see tears in his eyes, "Thank you."

She couldn't help it is she started crying, sure he looked tired, but he was happy and uninjured. "Remus I am so happy!" She leaned in shocking him when she planted a kiss on his cheek before hugging him again. "Now what I gave you will last four months, I am working on getting the ingredients to start another batch for you as well. I can't make the too early thought, the shelf life of each batch is only about six months."

Mrs. Potter stepped forward, "Hermione dear, tell us what you need or if you are having any issues acquiring something. I know Harry mentioned one item was hard to locate. Also, my Charlus here is wonderful with potions as you know. Maybe he can help you?"

Hermione smiled as she patted Remus arm and stood back to face the Potters, "We are working on a steady supply for the eggs, but I will let you know if it doesn't work."

Charlus smiled, "Will you write down the recipe? I could help you dear. Especially when you are in school, I know your studies might prevent you from working on it at times."

She thought about it for a moment before nodding her head, "Alright, but it cannot be published. This is only for Remus until the actual potioneer creates the potion. I wouldn't want to take his credit."

Mrs. Potter nodded her head in understanding though there was a sad expression on her face, "It is unfortunate that Remus will be the only one to benefit, others infected will unfortunately miss out. We understand though. Do you know how long before it is created?"

Hermione couldn't help by notice the sad look on the normally cheerful woman, "A few years, I believe 1978 by Damocles Belby. It is very complex and I know he is already working on it."

Mr Potter scrunched his nose, "Belby? I work with him, he is not working on this I can assure you. He was working on a potion to cure werewolves up until about a year ago. He stopped though, he is working on potions to help enhance spell strengths for the war effort."

Hermione felt her chest constrict, "Maybe he starts again? Or has an epiphany?"

Mrs. Potter closed her eyes briefly, "Could you make more and we could give it out in secret? What if he doesn't make it?"

Hermione looked down as she thought of the possibility of him not succeeding at the potion in this timeline. Suddenly it hit her that Mrs. Potter worked at , "Do you work with other witches and wizards with lanthcropy?"

Mrs. Potter nodded, "Mostly the children infected. There have been many more recently many of them abandoned by their parents at the hospital."

Harry looked around the room nervously before he piped up, "Mr. Potter? Could you ask Bebly how far along he is? Maybe he is really close and working on it in his own time?"

The older man nodded, "I can certainly ask him. If he isn't… with no intention, Hermione would you be willing to move forward with this more publicly?"

Frowning she looked down at her clasped hands, "I guess, but we would need to be sure. I will write everything down for you Mr. Potter to help make the potion for Remus. I know you are a potioneer and I am not. It would raise flags if a student in their 6th year solved this." Worrying her lip she continued, "I don't agree with how Belby chose to have his potion used. Only the rich could afford it and unfortunately most affected were not well off."

Mr. Potter nodded his head in understanding, "What would you have done differently?"

Hermione looked at Remus, "Well, in order for us to release the potion to the ministry there would need to be a program in place to supply the potion to all affected for low cost or free."

Mr. Potter shook his head, "They won't go for that. What would they get out of this?"

Hermione sighed thinking, "What about the fact that if the individuals taking this have a less likely chance to infect others. They would have their minds about them, the safety risk would be lessened over all. The uninfected people would be safer on the night of the full moon."

Mr. Potter nodded, "What if they still reject?"

Hermione shrugged her shoulders, "Release the recipe to the public. That way they wouldn't make any money on it and couldn't control it. It would give some a fighting chance, knowing the recipe is only part of the problem, but they might be able to get the ingredients and make it. Also someone could start a group to help non-profit."

Mrs Potter smiled with hope glistening in her eyes, "I am so proud that you are my granddaughter. I agree with what you are saying. Charlus will look into things carefully with Belby, for now let's just celebrate that Remus will be taken care of."

Everyone started leaving the room, Remus gave Hermione one last hug before leaving with James, Harry, and Peter. Suddenly Hermione was alone with Sirius.

He smiled at her, "You are too good of a person you know that?"

She blushed and shook her head, "I just want the right thing done."

Sirius walked over and hugged her tightly, "That is why you are too good." Dropping one arm so his other was draped over her shoulders as he walked her to the couch, "How are you holding up?"

Biting her lip, "Oh I am okay I guess, I wish today wouldn't end. I don't want my birthday to come."

Nodding his head, "You know I will protect you as much as I can right?"

Smiling she leaned her head on his shoulder, "I know. You have been pretty great since we started getting along. Unfortunately, you won't be able to be around when I am on other 'dates'." She stressed the word dates as if it was a bad word.

He nodded, "Just remember, if any of them hurts you just tell your Uncle right away. He can have them put in Azkaban for it. Their request will still be there, but they won't be."

Hermoine started shaking a bit as she tucked her knees under her and leaned into Sirius' chest, "It still has to be bad for that to happen. It is upsetting that I am resigning myself to the fact that someone will probably hurt me."

Sirius ran a hand up and down her arm trying to comfort her, "Chipy will be there too. She will be able to step in too. They won't be able to do much. Are there any that you are not scared of? Besides me of course." he said with a grin.

She chuckled and lightly smacked his belly, "Um I am okay with Lucius, Galen is a right arsehole, but I don't think he would hurt me. I am scared of Kosco and Rabastan though."

Sirius nodded, "Lucius will probably try to reel Lestrange in, even I know that Lucius has been good to you…." He said the complement with disgust in his voice.

Hermione nodded her head, "Ya, he shocked me. Knowing who he was in the future, I didn't expect him to be… kind. It may change after he knows that I know, but only time will tell right?"

There was silence for a minute, "Sirius? How have your parents, the Blacks, been treating you?"

Shrugging his shoulders as he laid his head on top of hers as they sunk into the couch. "Fine I guess. Other than wanting me home once a week and asking if you are still accepting me they haven't done anything. Walburga ignores me unless you are a topic which is a plus. Orion has been bringing up joining 'him' again, it is odd though, he drops it pretty quick as if he is scared of the topic." Glancing down at her, "Why?"

Biting her lip while she absentmindedly played with a fuzzy on her skirt, "Well summer before 6th year in my time you were supposedly blasted off the Black family tree."

He stiffened a bit and hugged her to him a bit tighter, "Well, there probably wasn't a marriage request involved with someone they wanted. I'll be honest though, it still may happen. If you pick someone else that is. I don't want you worrying about that though. I'll be fine, I have the Potter's no matter what."

There was a quiet moment before Sirius patted her leg, "Come with me. There is something that I want to show you." he pulled her up and pulled her behind him as they walked through the house.

She looked at him and his sudden excited-ness and followed along behind him with a smile growing on her face.

Her expression turned to confusion when he pulled her into a room with two wheels and what looked like the frame of a motorbike "Um, what is this Sirius?"

He grinned like a kid on Christmas morning, "This is going to be my motorbike one day! I bought it and am making a few alterations to it."

Hermione suddenly had a flash on the bike in the future. Hagrid's flying motorbike that he had gotten from Sirius Black in 1981. "Oh, that is nice. You are rebuilding it?"

He just grinned and nodded his head, "Yep, I can't wait to finish it!"

She just smiled nervously at him as he walked around showing her all the different parts and listened while he explained each one to her.

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