I was undoubtedly certain of the answer, but I couldn't help and ask. He turned around and looked at me with shock. I felt as if I was mirroring his expression. It was Harry, Harry but with one flaw; the hazel eyes. It was James. James Potter. My heart sunk as I thought of Harry.
"Why, hello there. I am James Potter, the quidditch extraordinaire – "Sirius snorted, resulting in a slap from James. "This is my friend…"
"Sirius Black!" I answered without even thinking.
"So my reputation precedes me!" Answered Sirius laughing.
"Well, who wouldn't know your Mr. Black?" I replied sarcastically.
"Well, I don't know who you are, so would you please like to feel me in?"
"I'm Hermione Granger, Seventh Year, and in Gryffindor." I blurted out, without thinking again. How much worse could this get.
"You're not in Gryffindor, I'm in Gryffindor, I would know who you are." Stammered James at my answer. My face fell. I could literary feel my jaw drop open. What was I going to say? I couldn't possibly tell him I was from the future. THE TIME TURNER! I started patting myself down furiously looking for it. I couldn't find it anywhere.
"Dammit" I muttered. I looked into the eyes of James and Sirius staring back at me with utter confusion etched on every single inch of their faces. They looked so young and carefree. My heart sunk a little deeper, thinking of their lost lives and Harry's pain because of it. I took a step forward and hugged James. I didn't know why I did it, most probably the resemblance to Harry, but I felt like I could. He stiffened at my touch, clearly not expecting it. I moved away.
"I will explain, it's just a very long story. I've lost something… I'm going to go get my friends and find it. I meet you in the Great Hall." I quickly turned on my heels and ran to the other end of the carriage. My heart was beating incredibly fast. My hands were sweating. I was in over my head. What was I going to do? How was I going to get back? To Ron? My Ron. Harry! I've always been with them, solved everything together. There had to be someone who would understand. DUMBLEDORE! My knees buckled and I was on the floor. Professor Dumbledore was alive here. After all the sacrifices he made for us and the ones we made for others, he still died. He didn't deserve that. He was too much of kind soul. I put my head in my hands and tried to compose myself. It was no use, I just couldn't think straight.
"Excuse me? Are you alright?" A timid voice called from behind me. I looked up through my tear filled eyes and saw a petite girl standing over me, with vibrant red hair swinging around the shoulders and piercing green eyes. Lily Evans. He did have his mother's eyes, exactly.
"I'm okay thank you." I tried to smile but it failed.
"Come with me, I'll take you to my friends compartment, I have to get to the Heads compartment." She reached out her hand for me to take. She was a kind a Harry. It made me smile. "Oh and I'm Lily by the way."
"I'm Hermione Granger" I replied. "And you are?" I laughed so much my sides were hurting. I missed Harry and Ron immensely. I had no idea of how to get back, but I would. For them I would. Lily looked confused but went with it. She led me to her compartment and introduced me to her friends. I wasn't there really. My mind wondered to my friends and my present. I needed to fix this, but I didn't know how.
