Hermione starred back at the girl in wonder. Something was different about her, but she couldn't place it. She ran her hand through her wavy brown hair and picked up the time turner again. "Yes, it's the one I had-" she paused glancing her herself, "we had in our third year. I was unpacking today and found it misplaced. I thought I put it in my jewelry box, but I guess not."
Hermione glanced back around her taking in her surroundings. What she taught had been one of the many places that Harry and her had traveled to, it was becoming all too clear that it was a much more familiar place. "Is this really the Forbidden Forest?" Her eyes grew larger, "It looks nothing like how I remember it to, and how come a death eater is so near? I'm at the final battle again?" If they were, this was nothing like how she remembered it to be. Where was everyone else? Where were all the screams? All the shouts?
"Where are you from?" That question stuck out the most to her. If she didn't remember the surroundings or the events, did she even know where she was? "I'm Hermione Granger, 24. I just moved into my own flat in Wizarding London. I created my own department in the ministry and am the head of it. Ron and I are no longer together; we just broke up not the long ago. And now I am here, in a Forbidden Forest that is not recognizable to me right away, with Death Eaters chasing students!" Hermione stopped herself.
"Please," her voice pleading, "tell me this is the final battle happening in our seventh year that Harry, Ron and I didn't attend to? Please? Otherwise to be quite frank I have no idea where I am." She starred at herself praying that only good could come out of her answer.
Hermione's eyes widen, "Okay for one the Time Turner I gave back at the end of my third year! And second I am Hermione Granger, 16 this is my sixth year at Hogwarts. I just walked outside to get some air before that dumbass attacked me!" Hermione paused and looked at her older self and then sighed, "Anyway thank you for helping me but do you not remember the rules? I am not suppose to see you I am not even suppose to hear anything from the future!"
When she said that her and Ron were no longer together Hermione looked at her, "Me and Ron? I would never EVER go with Ronald! I love Harry and that is who I am with now, and that is who I will stay with!" Hermione looked at her, "Wait does that mean after all the deaths and after Harry, Ron, and me go find the Horcruxes. Does that mean we won?" There was a brief smile on her face but it soon faded when she closed her eyes and shook her head, "But that means that me keeping Harry safe actually worked."
Looking at her older self she grabbed her hand and took her to the Shrieking Shack. Pulling out her wand she transformed the room and made it look decent. "Okay here sit down take a breath." Hermione herself did the same and closed her eyes and sighed, "Did erm did you ever-" sighing she shook her head, "Did you ever get the courage to tell Harry and Ron about our parents?" She asked softly, "The only reason I am asking is because they both keep asking me when I am going to go see them again, however how can I see them? Their dead and I relive the nightmare ever single night."
She looked down and shook her head, "Do the nightmares stop? The only reason I am asking is because well, I just want something to look forward to besides a life of disappointment." Hermione hopped that her and Harry would stay together but from what her older self was saying it seemed like one of them broke up with the other. But that was impossible Hermione had to wonder if maybe something else was going on. There was too much difference, Hermione didn't keep her time turner and she never thought of Ron more than a brother. "Tell me did anything I say was it different?"
Realizing that she was babbling the young Gryffindor rubbed the back of her neck and stood up walking around the room. "Listen I know that you are suppose to be me in the future but something's are not adding up. Like the Time Turner, and me going with Ron, I have never seen Ron as more than a friend maybe a brother but not any romantic." Running her hands through her hair she sighed and shook her head, "I am just not believing you are me, or if you are me then maybe the time turner did more than send you back eight years into the past. Maybe this is a different universe or something I do not know." She grumbled and sat down.