Looking over at her she walked over and sat down. "Maybe we got off wrong, I am sorry for snapping at you but so much has happened in such a small amount of time you know? I am under a lot of stress and under constant surveillance by the Order. So I am a tad touchy I am sorry." She said to her older self looking away Hermione had to think for a second. "Look if you want to go look in the library then I really think that either, one I get the pollyjuice potion I have left out and let you use it to look like well us. Only my erm our younger self and you look or two I can go in and get the books and bring them back here."
Remembering she asked about their parents Hermione sighed weakly. "Yes our well from what I can see yours are still alive. Mine was killed this past summer." Bracing herself Hermione looked right at Mione. "You see Death Eaters and Voldemort showed up at our home while I was out at the park swinging and thinking. Mainly wondering if Harry was okay because of Sirius' death." Pausing a moment she looked down and sighed. "Well I got home and I had my wand in my pocket. I opened the door and saw the Death Eaters using the Cruciatus Curse on my parents. Of course Bellatrix was the one doing the most of it. When I got in I sent a patronus to the Order."
Closing her eyes she felt hot tears spill out sighing weakly, "Well they turned to me and stopped hurting mum and dad and started using the same spell on me. Five Death Eaters used the spell on me at the same time over and over again until I could barely breathe. They wanted to know where Harry was, they said that I was weak and I would never survive because I was a mud blood." Wiping her tears she took a breath, "Anyway I wouldn't tell them that is when I saw two green lights hit my parents. They fell dead and then Voldemort himself used the cruse on me until I would say something. I wouldn't give Harry up though and he was about to kill me when the Order arrived with Dumbledore. Next thing I know I wake up at St. Mungo's bandage up and being cared for."
"I have only told Harry just recently about it well him and Ronald both. So you see Harry is more important to me than one else. He has always been the one to tell me it will be okay and to protect me. So it was my turn to protect him, I would have died to save him. One of the biggest reasons was I love him. I fell in love with him third year he is my everything." She said whispering, "He is all I have left besides Ron, and we fight like cats and dogs anyway." She said softly but then looked up at Mione.
Hermione closed her eyes, and muttered, "I really hope I can go back." She sighed; playing with her ring that Drake had given her not to long ago. No, not as an engagement ring, but as a friendship ring, only just have reconciling their differences. The ring was princess cut, in the shape of a snake with a ruby gem the eye; the body of the snake was white gold. Combining a bit of each other in it. Of course Drake had to be the majority of the piece, but she loved him all the same. Hermione tilted her head to the side, "I wonder if I am here to help you plan for the war? Perhaps? Since we won, maybe I could be some sort of an aid." She narrowed her eyes in thought, "It's all I could think of, that; or my curiosity got the better of me. Again." She chuckled slightly, looking Hermione straight in the eyes. "Your right, not even Harry should know. I'm sure he has enough on his plate. We'll just have to go head first on this together." She nodded, "I hope Dobby won't recognize me, but then there is some difference about us. No, he should safe. Thank you." She said softly. She glanced around the Shrieking Shack remembering her third year, was it the same for her? She glanced back at Hermione in wonderment.
Hermione spoke firmly, "That's alright, I'll be Mione, Hermione." She paused biting her lower lip. "In your third year did you ever come here to save Ron from a black dog? Well Sirius that is? I'm just trying to see how many differences there are between our worlds." Mione rubbed the back of her neck, "Food would be quite nice right now, and do you think after you obtain the library books you could come here and join me? I don't think we should go through the trouble of you running to fetch the potion and having to come all the way back here. But if you were to eat here, do you think Harry would miss you too much?" She laughed, "He probably would worry too, if I know Harry." She smiled, "Harry and Drake hardly let me out of their sight, unless I'm at work. They won't bother me there."
"It's ok, trust me I understand." Hermione narrowed her eyes, "Constant surveillance? Really? They never did that with us, but then again…" She trailed off thinking of Hermione's parents. Mione stared wide-eyed as Hermione told her story. She slowly sank to a chair as the destruction of it all hurt her heard. Although she was not really related to them, she had her own parents. This was her family; Hermione was herself in a sense. She was silent her heart beating in rhyme to every painful experience she went through. Remembering how the cruse felt when Bellatrix turned her wand on her. Her body shuddered at the thought. Hermione had come face to face with pure evil herself at such a young age, and withheld his demands. At least she was seventeen when she had to deal with everything, and she didn't have Voldemort cruse her only his right hand…woman.
She got up quickly and went to Hermione encasing her in a hug. "Now you have me too. And don't worry Ron fights with me that way too. I guess it's something we should just learn to except and move on." Before it was too late, steps and a high pitched giggle were heard coming towards them. Hermione froze in her spot, if anyone were to spot her they were both doomed. The steps got quicker and the voiced called back to someone, "Hurry up," hiccup, "We can start the fun soon!" The giggle rose from the hallway. Hermione narrowed her eyes; whoever this was she was already starting to annoy her.
She pulled away from Hermione and stared into the pitch-black hallway, her hand automatically went to her wand. She turned to face Hermione, "You think maybe they'll just feel asleep?" Mione doubted herself even before she spoke it. Suddenly she saw curly blonde hair step out of the shadows her giggle rose to the top of her throat but then abruptly stopped upon seeing the two of them. "Hermione?" She practically shrieked. Mione's eyes widened in a panic and wiped out her wand in a flash, "Stupefy!" She shouted, sending the girl to the ground. Mione slowly turned to face Hermione only to observe that she too had her wand out. Another pair of footsteps could be heard. "Lav?" Ron's voice shouted towards them. "Now what?"