Meanwhile Pt. 2

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Recap

"Is it time, Albus?"

"It's time."

Remus nodded and sighed. It was time to tell the Grangers their daughter would never be the same again. He was nervous.

'Well, you don't have to tell them about Halloween, Christmas, Valentine's Day, your birthday. And look on the bright side! You don't have to tell them you're still in love with their daughter. But will she still feel the same way when she gets back?' These were the thoughts that had occurred every day for the past week in Remus' mind, knowing that soon Hermione would be on her way to the past.

"Just floo over, Remus." Dumbledore sent him telepathically. Remus entered the fireplace with floo powder in hand, threw down the powder and shouted the destination, The Burrow. He stepped out of the fireplace of the Weasley's and brushed his shabby robes off. He took a deep breath and entered the kitchen. Two pairs of brown eyes and hazel eyes fell on him. Along with two pairs of blue and a pair of vivid emerald. All the Weasleys present plus Harry and Mr. and Mrs. Granger furrowed their eyebrows in confusion.

"Professor?" Harry started. Remus held up a hand.

"I'm not your professor anymore." He said, situating himself in the chair next to Dumbledore.

"Sir, do you know what happened to Hermione?" Ginny asked Dumbledore from the side of Harry. The old wizard nodded.

"Ms. Granger has gone back in time. She will be there, for what is to her, 10 months, but is 10 days for us in the present. She has gone back to the Hogwarts year of 1977-1978, the time when Remus was in his seventh year, along with Sirius, James, Lily and Peter. Remus is here to tell you about the nights events of when she arrived." A few mouths dropped, mainly Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Mrs. Weasley and Harry. Dumbledore raised his hand, a sign for them not to say anything. "Remus, if you would." Remus' nerves were jumping. Hey, it wasn't that easy, telling parents of a 17 year old daughter that she became a werewolf. He took a deep breath and nodded.

"Well, first she was on sidewalk, with her luggage, and Sirius was there in his animagus form. She got scared by Sirius and tripped over her luggage, hitting her head on the sidewalk, becoming unconscious. Sirius told me about that when I had arrived at the Potter's house later. It was the evening of August 29th, which happens to be today, 1976. James and Sirius brought her into James' house, and she stayed there for a while with Mrs. Potter taking care of her.

"When Hermione woke up, she thought it was 1997. She said something about a flooing accident and purple monkeys in the Amazon-"

"How did you remember all this?" Ron asked, receiving a glare from his mother and several others.

"Dumbledore put a reversal memory charm on me so I wouldn't forget, for when today came." He lied simply. What he really wanted to say was 'Who doesn't remember the first time they met the love of their life?' But decided against it. Ginny spotted the slightly glazed look in Remus' eyes and her mind began racing in it's matchmaking ways. Remus cleared his throat and continued the story.

"Well, after a little confusing chat she left on her own for a walk. James, Sirius and I had waited for about twenty minutes before we went out looking for her since it was getting dark. We had walked about two blocks before," He shivered as Hermione's scream ran through his mind. "we heard Hermione scream. We ran towards her, being only two blocks away, and we found her on the sidewalk, with a large bite like gash on her shoulder. I recognized them immediately, because I have the same marks. They were the marks of Fenrir Greyback. Later that night, it was decided that Hermione would be placed under my care and she would become a seventh year Gryffindor, like us. That night, Hermione became a werewolf."

Remus couldn't bring himself to look into the eyes of anyone else in the room, besides, his own thoughts were running through his head. He recalled the events of the next day. Their explanations.

A/N: I'm sorry it was short, but I promise you'll love the next chapter!

Ally