"WHERE IS SHE?" Harry yelled at the small group of wizards and witch's. His friend and father figure rose form his seat, his arms supporting his as he rose.
"Harry, calm down." His voice kind but feeble, he too was shaking at the loss of Hermione Granger. Harry stumped against the wall, his face in his hands, the Boy-Who-lived, looked like death walking. "Harry along time ago I met a girl, an amazing girl-." he was cut off as a group of fiery red heads stormed into the room.
"Where the hell is she?" One of the asked, he stood taller then the group bar one.
"Fred calm down!" Remus put a hand of the boys shoulder, shrugging it off Fred stormed over to Harry over shadowing his crouched form.
"You said you would protect her, you swore to me that she would live." His whisper pieced Harry already broken heart.
"You don't think I tried! I loved her!"
"NO, I LOVED HER!" Fred yelled the whole room gasped at this revelation, "No not like that, we were, we were friends." He crumbled to the floor next to Harry.
Remus cleared his throat, "AS I was saying I met a girl, very much like our Hermione."
I leaned against the wall, my hands holding on to the railing that surrounded the shower. I pulled my injured leg up placing it under my body. It still hurt like hell, to move but I needed to shower and had declined Madam Pomfrey's assistance. It had been three days since the Head master had come to see me and I had spent almost every waking hour attempting to walk on my leg.
The hot water scorned my back and through the curtain of hair I saw that the whole room had filled with steam. My mind swam with random thought, I could not remember my name, I could not remember if I had a family or boyfriend. It was so frustrating, throwing a punch against the wall, I slipped on the wet surface of the shower and landed rather shamefully on my bottom.
I opened the door and searched the floor for my walking stick, I felt the cold wood against my fingers pulling it through the door I used it and the rail to get my self back on my feet. With a grunt I was standing it the stream of water leaning on the stick I turned the taps off.
I moved slowly out of the bathroom, a small towel wrapped around me around my body. Entering the hospital wing, were I had made a small room from the curtains that separated the beds. Bending over I picked up a pair of jeans I had discarded when they had been presented to me by Madam Pomfrey along with many other clothes. Staring at the stiff material I eased on the bed. After a lot of grunting and effort the jeans hung form my hips. I smiled at my achievement, for the past days I had been wearing long skirts and dresses, trying to hide my disfigured leg. I through a top over my head with
I heard the doors open, easing off the bed. I limped through the opening of the curtains of my "room" and came face to face with a boy.
HE looked taken back by my appearance, he was taller, taller then me. His hair was cut just above his shoulders, his eyes dropped down and small scares were scattered around his handsome face. His clothes were too large for him and hung off his thin body.
Remus smiled at memory, "First time I met her, she had wet hair, and it hung down her back soaking her brown shirt. She was shorter then me by almost a foot. She clutched a wooden walking stick, leaning on it like it was a third leg. She was the most bizarre thing I had seen. She wore a mask of confidence with small scars etched into her soft skin. I will never forget the pain that showed in those chocolate eyes, it showed the past of her life that her mask tried to hide." He sat down heavily; Tonks knelt down next to him holding his hand is a gesture to tell him to keep going.
"Harry, the girl I met over eighteen years ago is Hermione Granger."
"Hi." The man said trying to hide his shock my presence.
"Umm Hey." I looked awkwardly around the room, looking for someone to come and rescue so I did not have to talk to this strange and unknown man. My prayers were answering in the form of Madam Pomfrey.
Her Heart shaped face broke into a smile as she viewed the stranger and me.
"Good you too have already met. Remus this is the new student, Miss," I recognised her hesitate as she tried to introduce me, the unnamed girl.
"Jennifer French." I answered staring at the book I had left on a spare bed the day before, the author was called Jennifer and it was on France.
Madam Pomfrey smiled, "Yes, Jennifer French. She will be joining us for this year, she will be in your classes this year, and she's quite the brain you know."
He looked from the older woman to me, I felt uncomfortable under his stare.
With a weak smile I turned away for him and limped towards my 'room'.
"Goodbye Miss French." He called after me. My head pun at the sound of his voice, turning quickly on my good leg and my stick I turned to him, "I know you?"
"No. WE just met. My names Remus Lupin." He walked up to me and bent down to star in my eyes. "Are you okay?"
Shaking my head I looked him in the eyes, "Yeah just your voice sounded familiar.
I have a shocking memory you see." I tried to wave away my memory problem.
He just smiled and put his small duffel bag on the bed next to mine. HE smiled at me then turned to the bag and pulled out a book. I quietly dismissed my self and left the room. Why did I trust this unknown man more then I trusted Madam Pomfrey or even Professor Dumbledore?
A/N okay short chapter the reason for this is I am trying to understand Australia history for class and let me tell you its so bore. This would have been up last night but I went and saw the new hp movie and OMG it was amazing me and my friends dressed up. I went as Tonks.
Also just to clarify this will be a Sirius Hermione/Jennifer story not a Remus Hermione/Jennifer.