Mione nodded, "It's weird how different things turned out for the both of us, yet the situations are so similar. I feel as though I have kept Harry afloat, but I don't know if I ever loved him the way you do." Her eyes were soft as she brushed her hair out of her face. "I would do anything for him as well." Her voice was barely above a whisper, before she shook her head, getting out of her own thoughts. She looked Hermione in the eyes and with a bright smile said, "Well you do have him now and I don't see you losing him anytime soon."
Mione nodded, "He may be a git in your world, but in mine he's changed. Yes, he was a death eater but he couldn't kill." Mione smiled at the thought, "He's repented. You can say Harry, Draco and I have become the new trio." She glanced down to the floor, "Ron and I didn't really have the best relationship. I think he knew I never truly loved him even though I thought I did. After he cheated on me, I guess everything went downhill. He blamed my relationship for Harry on the way I behaved." Mione brought up her hand quickly to rid her eyes of the tears that started to form, "He hated Harry. He blamed him for taking me away and then Draco come back and well he and I ended up working together." She paused, biting her lower lip, "I don't know where in my life I would be without him."
"Nothing is wrong with you! You can't blame yourself for seeing something that Voldemort did to you." Hermione scrunched her brows in thought, "You know learning the Dark Arts for a counter curse is not a bad idea at all." Her honey browns looked into a mirror as she stared at her younger self. "Let me help you. That way Harry won't suspect anything bad of you, with the two of us working together, surely something will bound to work." She took Hermione's hands in hers, "Hermione, I don't think Harry could ever be scared of you, or hate you. If he thinks the way you think of him, he will only want to protect you more. I can feel it."
Mione grabbed Lavender's other foot and helped dragged her into the bathroom. "Of course it had to be her." Mione mumbled in distaste. When Hermione dashed out of the bathroom Mione tilted her head in confusion, walking to the door frame. "What are you doing?" "You are going to have to be Lavender!" Hermione's voice echoed loudly in Mione's ear. Her eyes widened and she took a step backwards and let Hermione into the bathroom. "No. I refuse. I have a bad history with him. Can't we just let him know? I can't do this Hermione, I can't!" She stared at the potion in her hands; that Hermione had shoved at her. "No." "Get into the bathroom!" Mione started to protest again as she pushed her inside. Mione narrowed her eyes, "I will never forgive you for this." Hermione stated as the door closed her in. She heard Hermione whisper, "Make sure she won't wake up for a while okay?" Mione sighed and rubbed her face. She set down the potion and took the time turner in her hands, "Why did you bring me here?" She questioned it softly.
She heard Ron and Hermione talking; maybe she would take him with her. Hermione smiled at the thought, locking the door; just in case. She slid down the wall, staring at Lavender and the potion. Mione's mind raced through the different spells trying to think of the perfect one to keep Lavender at bay. Mione knew that she cast a pretty strong Stupefy spell; so she just cast Incarcerus and Silenco on her instead. Only Hermione and herself would know she would be up here anyway, they could think of something better later.
She stood pacing trying to think when she heard a knock on her door. "Lav, babe. What's taking you so long? Hermione's gone so it's just us now." She heard his lust filled voice and it made her shudder. Mione cleared her voice and made it higher, "All be out soon. I'm just primping." Mione added a giggle on the end that made herself even gag. She pinched her nose, while she picked up the potion and gulped it on down. She stumbled over to the sink and placed the empty cup inside, while holding her head down. She could sense her features starting to change; it was almost making her dizzy. When she stared back to the mirror she was no longer the 22 year old Hermione Granger but the sixteen year old Lavender Brown; Merlin help her.
She unlocked the door and slipped out of it, knocking into Ron. She quickly shut the door and locked it with Alohorma. It was not long before she felt Ron kissing at Lavender's- no her neck. She gently pushed him away. "What's wrong babe?" He breathed out, his hands running down her sides. Mione tried not to flinch as he did this; she just had to focus on getting to the courtyard. "I'm just not feeling well is all, won-won." She forced her eyes to meet his. "Hrm, maybe all that firewhiskey went to your head." He swept back her hair, keeping his hand cupped to her cheek. Mione's hand shot up, but she had to remember not to remove his hand from her. So instead she gripped his hand with hers.
"I think I'm just going to visit Madam Promfey and then head to bed, I'm sorry for ruining our plans for tonight." "It's alright." His lips moved forward and she turned her head down slightly making his lips touch her forehead instead. His hand slid from her cheek cupping his hand in hers. "I'll walk with you, okay?" Mione nodded meekly, as he wrapped his arm around her bringing her closer to him. As they reached the Hospital Wing, Ron quickly kissed her lips and bid her a good night. "Night." Mione said as she watched him disappear down the hall. As soon as she couldn't see him any longer she wiped at her lips.
She made her way quietly to the courtyard where she saw Hermione waiting for her. "You have no idea what you have just put me through. He kissed me. The prat had his lips pressed to mine. I swear the time turner just sent me here to be tortured by the prat." Hermione fumed sitting down on a ledge. "Now how long do I have to suffer being in this body?"