Hermione flipped the pages in Time and it's Consequence until she reached the 2nd part of the book labeled 'Future'. She bit her lip and began to read on the subject.

She flipped through the pages and chapters, passing by ones such as "Time tuners", "Timdstogs", "Portals," and finally, "Potions"

Wizards have been fascinated with the thought of time travel for years. It wasn't until the early 1900's that a time traveling potion was finally created. Needless to say, people would try and get their hands on time turners, but unfortunately, time turners aren't often the best choice in future time traveling. Timdstogs were also very rare. One bite from these creatures would send you 50 years into the past or future, simply depending on how old it was. Once again, these creatures were rare, and only showed their faces at night in the hottest deserts. You never knew where you were going with portals, and one of them only showed up every 25 years or so, so wizards lost faith in them.

Finally, wizards came up with the potion that could send you as far as 10 years into the future with one goblet.

The Sands of Time potion (As it is famously known) is very difficult to make indeed. You would need such ingredients as: Timdstog venom, dragon blood, eldela (Used in aging potions as well), Juice from a petal of a Venomus Tentacula, and sand from a time turner. The potion takes 3 months to make, and during that time, it much be constantly watched, or something could easily go wrong, and it may explode.

The potion comes with its own dangers, even if you managed to brew it properly. You could find yourself going much farther in time than you realized! One drop of this potion is the equivalent to one day, so it must be taken very carefully.

People will age with the potion, depending on how far they go. They will also find that they were indeed living a life while fast forwarding all of those years. The life that they live, however, is not normally one the wizard/witch would have liked. It has been proven that somebody who has taken the potion will more than likely be easily manipulated into thinking a certain way. Several wizards merely went forward 5 years and found themselves married with 15 children. (The odd thing was, the wizard hated children)

Indeed, the potion is the most different than all of the other way you can travel forward, for it is the only one where you will age, and have a life. If you are bitten by a Timdstog, you will fast forward and find out you ceased to exist for several years! You will be the same age as when you were bitten, and people will not remember a thing of you.

Yes, time traveling is a risky business, and has gotten quite a few people into trouble, but it can also sometimes be rewarding, you just have to be careful how you go about it.

Hermione sighed and closed the book after finishing the chapter on The sands of Time Potion. It hadn't given much detail on how to make the potion, merely how long it took and some of the ingredients. Hermione rubbed her eyes. The potion would cause people to be easier to manipulate. Maybe that was it? Could she have been caught just after drinking it, and been carried over to You-Know-Who's world? It would explain her actions, but still would not explain why the death eaters would let her in.

She looked over her shoulder to see Ron still reading. She waited until he finished to speak.

"Well… that was interesting. I guess I drank to much." she shrugged.

Ron shook his head, "I knew it!" he yelled in triumph.

Hermione gave him a questionable stare, "Knew what?"

"There was something wrong with the potion! I knew it couldn't be you acting like a death eater all those years!"

"It was me, Ron. The potion was acting through me."

"See? It wasn't your fault. You were just under a kind of spell. Maybe it wasn't the imperius curse, but that potion is just as bad, looks like." Ron grinned.

Hermione shook her head, "Well… I guess so." she smiled slightly, "I never should have taken it to begin with! None of this would have happened."

Ron blinked, 'Whaddyou…"

"I mean, if I hadn't take the potion, Harry might still be alive! I wouldn't have joined the death eaters, the world wouldn't be in hiding, and you wouldn't be married to … her. It was all because of a stupid little jealous prat. Ugh. I hate myself…"

Ron stared, 'Hermione… Don't say that." he gave her a one-arm hug, "You don't know if it still would have happened… Nobody really has control. We can't just… see into the bloody future."

"We can control it! I could have helped you and Harry, instead of the death eaters! Then who knows! Things might have been different! The death eaters might have been gone, the world would be in order, and we… we could have… It could have been me and you…"

Ron said nothing for several long moments. He ran a hand through his fiery hair before speaking.

"Blimey… Hermione…don't tempt me. I'm married, and I'm going to have a bloody son for crying out loud."

Hermione looked sadly at him. She wondered what he would think if she told him what Lavender had told her.

"I just… I can't. If I look at you, I'm probably going to loose control.. And when you say stuff like that… I… I just can't, okay?" he rubbed his eyes, 'I can't go against her."

Hermione bit her lip, "I know… That's so… wonderful of you."

Lavender was leaning against the door, listening to every word, "Glad to know you won't cheat on me, Ron. But why would she be tempting? Look at her. I mean, maybe she's gotten a little prettier, but she can't compare to me!"

Ron glared at Lavender, who started to fake-cry, "Is it because I've gotten fatter, Won-Won? You can't look at me anymore? You don't love me anymore, do you?"

Ron didn't answer, but his lips moved, as if he was about to. Lavender glared, "Why don't I just slip you some veritaserum could get some answers around here!"

Hermione mumbled something. Lavender glared daggers at her, "What?"

Hermione smirked, "I said, maybe it's you who could go for some truth potion, not Ron."

Ron blinked, "What's she talking about, Lavender?" he said sternly.

"I… I don't know what she's talking about!"

Hermione laughed, "Oh, really? You have no idea? You haven't been lying about anything?"

Ron looked at Lavender questionably.

Lavender gritted her teeth, 'I would never--"

Hermione stood up, "You sure you're not a liar? A no-good-cheating liar?"

Ron looked at Hermione, "Come on, Hermione. Let her--"

Lavender slapped Hermione across the face, 'How dare you! You good-for-nothing mudblood!"

BANG.

Ron had shot a stunning spell at Lavender. The red jet of light hit her in the chest. Lavender staggered backward.

"Don't. Ever. Call. Hermione. A. Mudblood." Ron said slowly and quietly, as he pointed his wand at Lavender again.

Lavender winced, and tried to take in breath. She was having a hard time, and in no time, she was writhing on the floor, gasping for air.

Ron stared at Lavender, shocked. "I… I attacked my wife…" he breathed.

Hermione kneeled down to get to Lavender's level. She slapped her across the face a couple of times, trying to see if she could react to anything. Lavender continued to gasp for air, as if her own lungs wouldn't open up. Hermione flicked her wand, and Lavender rose several feet. Hermione moved her wand, and Lavender was set gently on the bed.

Hermione began to move her wand all over Lavender, muttering spells that would clear the airway, and calm people. Lavender continued to shake on the bed, but she seemed to be doing better. Hermione finally muttered a sleeping charm, and Lavender slipped into a dreamless sleep.

She turned back to Ron, "What were you thinking?!" she demanded, half yelling.

"What… I… she… she called you a mudblood, Hermione!" Ron pleaded.

Hermione shook her head, "It doesn't matter! Don't you think I'm used to that by now? You didn't have to hit her with a stunning spell! And in the chest! Not to mention, she's pregnant!" Hermione sighed, looking frazzled.

Ron couldn't speak for a few seconds, "So… is the baby going to be okay?"

Hermione looked up at him sadly. "I don't know. It could go either way. The baby won't die from getting hit, because you didn't hit her stomach, but as Lavender was in such a big shock, the baby could follow that. Of course, babies can't handle nearly that much. We'll just have to hope I got Lavender calm in time…"

Hermione leaned back against a chair she had conjured up beside the bed. Lavender was now sleeping soundly, as Hermione had made the charm to last several hours.

"I'm sorry, Hermione." Ron mumbled.

"Sorry? You should be apologizing to Lavender, not me!"

"No. I'm sorry I'm such a bloody idiot!" he yelled, "What can you expect from Ron Weasley? I'm just a stupid, clueless brute."

Hermione rolled her eyes, 'Stop acting like a 15-year old."

Ron glared, "How can I? You always treat me like a child! Even now, when we're both 26!"

Hermione shook her head, "Please leave me some quiet. I just want to think!"

"What? You're in my bloody house! I could kick you out like that!" he snapped his fingers.

Hermione fumed, "Excuse me? What? Do you want me to be killed by death eaters? Didn't think so!"

Ron glared, "What were you talking about?"

She blinked, "What are you talking about?"

"You and Lavender! You called her a liar! What was that about?"

Hermione turned pink, "Oh… that… that was nothing. Only she can tell you. I have no place."

Ron rolled his eyes, "You were talking about it like you wanted me to know!"

"I do!" she exclaimed, "But I can't! It's none of my business, really."

Tears began to fall from her eyes. 'Great. Why am I crying in front of him?' Ron stared at her, "Don't cry." he pleaded.

Hermione shook her head, "I'm… not!"

Ron laughed, "Kind of looks like you are. I'm not that stupid."

Hermione choked a laugh. Ron shook his head with a chuckle, and within seconds the both of them were bursting with laughter.

Hermione dried her tears (They were of laughing too hard, now). She smiled up at Ron, who was grinning right back at her. Ron's eyes softened. Hermione's widened. She moved her lips forward, not caring what would happened if Lavender woke up. Ron moved his forward as well. Their lips were a mere inch from touching when they heard a scream.

"What. Are you doing?!" Lavender demanded. She was now sitting up in the bed. "I wake up to hear laughing, and the two of you snogging! You tell me you're not cheating, Ronald?"

Ron blinked, "Um… we actually didn't…"

"Hmph! You're impossible. This is the second time I've seen the two of you kiss."

Hermione interrupted, "Lavender, we haven't kissed. Ever." It was a lie, but Lavender hadn't seen what happened when she was gone.

Lavender narrowed her eyes, "I don't believe you. But I'll give you one final chance, before it happens, Granger. If I catch your lips anywhere near my husband's…" she growled.

Ron looked at the two of them suspiciously, "Lavender… you should lay down. That stress isn't good for the baby. Hermione said--"

"Oh. Dear Hermione said so! So it must be true!"

"Lavender, it's true. You must not put excess stress on a --" Hermione began.

"Shut it! I swear, Hermione Granger! You need to stay out of my business!"

Hermione quieted. Lavender pointed her wand at Ron and shouted, "Diffindo!" A small but stinging cut appeared on Ron's cheek.

He winced, "What was that for?!"

"To remind you to be faithful." Lavender smirked, "Next time it'll be worse, so watch yourself."

With that, Lavender fell back to sleep.

Hermione turned back to Ron and frowned at his wound, "Sorry about that." she said and grazed her finger gently over it, "I can mend it. It won't be hard. It's just a little cut after all…"

Ron closed his eyes and shuddered when Hermione's finger grazed his cut, "Sure…" he breathed out.

Hermione took her wand out and pointed it at his face. "Episkey." she whispered. Ron's cut glowed, then it faded, and the wound had disappeared.

Ron grinned, "You're a lifesaver. Literally." Ron added.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Please. You were in no danger from that little cut."

"Still." Ron grinned, 'You need to loosen up, you know."

Hermione pouted, "What?"

Ron had suddenly shot his hands forward and began to tickle Hermione's ribs. Hermione let out shriek of laughter, "R-ron!"

Ron only grinned and continued to tickle her. Hermione roared with laughter, "Ron. Stop! Ahh… knock it off! Hahaha! You're going… to wake Lavender!" she breathed out. That seemed to stop him. Ron pulled back, a mischievous look still on his face.

"You complete…" Hermione shook her head, unable to finish, "What if Lavender had woken up?"

Ron pursed his lips, "Yea, well, you looked like you needed a little laugh."

"We were just laughing no more than 15 minutes ago!" Hermione whispered back.

"What if I wasn't done?"

Hermione sighed, "I don't understand you sometimes."

She turned her attention back to 'Time Travel and its Consequence.' "I wonder if I could go back?"

"Hmm?" Ron perked up.

"I mean, there's got to be a potion to go back in time to… right? I want to go back, Ron."

Ron looked at her as if she was crazy, "You can't just go and collect potion ingredients. Besides, you don't know how long it will take. You don't even know if there's a way!"

Hermione picked the book up, "That's why I want to read up on it to see if it is possible! Don't you see? I could go back and fix everything!"

Ron blinked at her, "But… where will you get ingredients?"

Hermione smirked, "Well I won't have to! I'll just go back to the Room of--" she froze. "No."

Ron fidgeted, "What's wrong?"

"I can't go to the Room of Requirement. It's broken."

"How do you--"

"Because the last time I used it, it was as if the room collapsed on itself, like it didn't exist. The door wouldn't even open, and when I turned back, the wall was just completely caved in, as if it was never there." Hermione shook her head.

"I'll figure something out. But first I have to catch up on my reading." She flipped the pages back to 'Past' time travel and began to read.

There's chapter 7. I'm sorry to say I can see an end to this story coming up pretty soon I think I'll write about 3 or 4 more chapters, then wrap it up. : ( But I've enjoyed writing it.

Now Hermione knows why she was acting so different during those ten years, but she still doesn't know for sure why they accepted her as a death eater. It'll be explained soon, though. :D Lavender looks like she's about to crack, and Ron and Hermione are staring to show their feelings more and more. What did you think of this chapter? Sucked? Glowed? Read and review, please! Your reviews keep me writing.

If any of you have an idea for this story, feel free to pm me. There were a few of you who inspired a couple of chapters already.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.