Hey guys, I am so sorry this took so long. It just wouldn't work, so after a day and a half of my angry words and mean things said to my computer, I finally had my mom, still after many mean words get this up and running, so thank her for this chapter.

Hopefully this will not happen again. (I am hoping very much.)

Thank you guys so much for being patient, and no, I still do not own Harry Potter.

Raevyin

Peter:

Peter had been acting this whole time, he understood everything his teachers said and more, though he would never be able to rival Hermione in intelligence, he was not to be left out of the category of being a powerful wizard in his own way.

This had been a trick, a farce. This had been planned out, painstakingly, detail by detail. The were other death eaters in these rooms, and Peter has just given the Dark Lord access. He was the link to this room, and they were going to use it to their advantage.

No, instead of letting him go, for they had no solid proof against him, instead Dumbledore locked him up until he could question him. But, sadly for him, Peter would already be hundred of miles away.

Remus:

I hugged her tight to my chest, she hugged me back. It had been a frighting half hour. One that for the rest of my life I would never be able to forget.

I don't know what drew me towards this creature, a creature that called herself Hermione. I felt like I should know her, somewhere, fuzzy in the back of my mind. She knew me well enough, my tempers...moods, she was never taken aback.

It felt good for someone to know me so well.

Hermione:

I was being crushed, but I didn't mind it. He was so happy...carefree. I knew I had fallen in love with Remus Lupin along time ago. It was not only that he intrigued me, with the kind of life he has had, but I was drawn, somehow always drawn toward him to stop his pain.

I could feel the tears in my eyes, hot and salty. Though, they were not of sadness, but of happiness.

We sat there that night, we fell asleep there that night next to each other.

In peace, happiness...dread of knowing what was going to come.

Hermione:

The first events of the school year were quickly forgotten...until days later...Peter...he was gone. He had gotten away, as had all the other people Dumbledore had locked up. I had done something wrong, way wrong. Everything was my fault now, what ever happened, it would always be mine.

Dumbledore was able to round up most of them before they all escaped, but the ones that had gotten away was Peter, and other very trusted death eaters. I didn't know what to do now.

Remus was a good person to talk to, he listened, felt what I felt. But...I missed Harry...Ron. Every night I stayed up sobbing into my pillows. It had been so long since I had seen them, their faces were becoming fuzzy, soon they would be gone it seemed.

It was so hard, knowing I was letting go of my past, and their future. But I didn't know what to do, I missed them, we were the Golden Trio, a triangle, without one we all fell apart. We were connected in ways that it seemed impossible, it was love...

Remus:

I wondered what was wrong with Hermione, she seemed to be throwing herself into her school work, then she mumbled about historic events that never took place.

Every morning she came down to breakfast her face was blotchy with tears, and I could smell the salt of them.

Then I realized it all...she had left people in the future...people she loved and cared for...and most likely a boyfriend...

I felt my heart squeezing, and Moony popped up and started to growl in defense for Hermione.

No wonder she was so sad...I could never replace what she lost in the future. But she came back for me didn't she?

Stupid, that doesn't mean she loves you. How could you even think that. That kiss was nothing, just a want for affection. Idiot. I can't believe I let myself fall for that. Idiot.

She came back to cure you, not love you. She didn't come back of her own free will, she came back because of the bloody cure.

She never did love me like I loved her.

Hermione:

It was so hard, every time I saw myself I saw a blurry Harry or Ron. Every minute, every day, every second, my mind was thinking about them...loving them, hoping they were okay.

Wondering if they were getting good grades, eating well. Not worried sick about me as I was for them. And Harry, he was searching after the parts of Voldemort's soul.

I was doing nothing, I wasn't there. I wouldn't be there for a very long time...

So I did the first thing that came to mind, I was going to throw myself into fixing the future.

Remus:

Months later, it was now the beginning of winter. Hermione was working herself almost sick, she was constantly in the library, browsing the restricted section, practicing spells. What kind of magic she was looking at I didn't know.

She was getting skinnier and skinnier, almost skin and bones. Her hair fell limply, the shine it had before gone. Her eyes seemed haunted, and her eyes almost black with the lack of sleep.

She somehow kept the best grades of the school, and piled herself with extra work. I saw her constantly working, either with spells or some other thing.

I was worried, I was very worried. I wanted to ask her about it, but every time I brought up the subject she quickly changed it...

Yes, yes I did still love her, even if she could never love me like she did some future boy. It dove me nuts, it drove Moony nuts, who was now lonely during the full moon, for Hermione had never come to him again in that state...though it didn't surprise me.

Hermione:

Everything I was doing was illegal, all the spells I was practicing, some of it, a lot of it was very dark magic. Very dark.

I may have learned the spells, practiced them on live specimens, but never on humans, no never. These spells were meant for a few choice people...Voldemort and his followers...that's all they were ever be meant for.

I was going to fight evil with evil, I was going to fight a wrong with a wrong. It never did equal a right...but maybe this time it would go wrong, and come out right.

Some of the spells did vile things to humans, from melting skin (which is very painful), and causing them to go blind (also painful). I learned stronger disarming spells...

I wasn't taking care of myself, I knew I should but I wanted to kill Voldemort, make Remus happy, then go back to my time. Yes I still loved him, but I couldn't let him love me...he would just lose me again.

I looked into the mirror, I saw the dark circles, and my limp hair. I was a ghost of the person I used to be.

I grabbed my wand, and my other bag, this one was a the colors of my house, for bravery, this is what kept me going at times...sheer bravery.

Remus:

It was a full moon again, I felt the shudders of my transformation come upon me, it was painful, very painful. I felt my bones breaking, my skin stretching, the stinging itch of fur growing all over my curled up body.

Soon I was a wolf, I was a pure rust red. That's when Moony surfaced.

Moony:

I howled, I threw my head back and howled a howl of loneliness, pure sadness. I missed that girl, her smell, her nice ways. She was afraid of me that time I saw her, but she stayed.

I tried to get outside but my friends stopped me, I pushed on and on. I wanted to get out, I had to find her, sniff her, lick her, protect her.

Remus had seen her, he never did a single thing. He just let her be, let her be like the coward he was.

I pushed harder and harder, and finally I found a small bit of freedom, I slipped out and ran over the grounds.

I ran into the castle, it had been amazingly left open. I pushed though the place...I knew were Hermione would be...she wouldn't be in her bed, she was in the library.

I rushed in there, and smelled her delicious scent. She smelled lightly of plants, but mostly she smelled like herself. Of books, and frustration.

I rounded shelf corners, and finally burst into where she was. It was a small alcove, she was poring over a tome, and waving her wand. She wasn't saying the words, but making sure she got a spell right.

As soon as I got a little closer the tome disappeared, and she whirled around to face me. I could see the relief fill her features, and radiate off her.

I came closer, I whined a little I had missed her so much. She immediately recognized who I was, she came over and patted me on the head, I snuggled myself against her and took her scent in.

I then turned...I wanted to take her some place special...I looked at her to follow me, and she understood, she laid her hand upon my tall back, and we walked out of the school onto the grounds...and then to unfamiliar territory.

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