A/N

Since the last update I've unfortunately suffered from the worst disease ever; writer's block. In the meantime I've gone over my previous chapters and found spelling mistakes, grammar mistakes and I wasn't happy of how I've told the story so far. So during these couple of months I've edited my story. I've cut most of the jokes, but hopefully I will be able to sneak them in later. If you have read this story before, please go back and re-read the earlier chapters since they are now re-written. So without further ado, the new and (hopefully) improved "Falling in Love in 1971"! Please review.

Chapter 6

Hermione smiled when she put her stuff in her bag and swung it over her shoulder. Her first classes had gone really well. The teachers had been nice and she had earned some points for Slytherin. Okay that part she wasn't that thrilled over, she was still a Gryffindor, put it was always good to get on your new housemates good side.

She was about to leave the classroom when she was stopped by Bella. "We need your help with something so let's have lunch together." She smiled and left the classroom.

"Wait—what? Who's we?" Hermione asked puzzled but she didn't get a reply. Bella had already closed the door behind her. She sighed and rubbed her temples. She didn't know which part that was the most disturbing; that the Slytherins were scheming and they wanted her to be a part of it or the fact that the future Bellatrix Lestrange had just smiled at her; the smile hadn't even been an insane one!

She hurried down to the dungeons to leave her things in the dormitories, which she now found after Andromeda had drawn a map for her during breakfast, and then went to the Great hall. Apparently she had been very fast leaving her stuff because none of the students she knew was there.

She hated sitting by herself in the Great hall but she sucked it up, because she was not going to sit with some complete stranger, and sat down by herself. She didn't have to wait long for someone to show up though. Both Andromeda and Bella soon joined her.

"Hermione," Bella said when she sat down. "We need your help."

Hermione looked at her uncertain. "Why?" She had no idea why she had just asked that, because she didn't really want to know, they probably wanted her to do something really evil so some poor first year.

"You see, we have a cousin who started Hogwarts this year. We were very excited about it but he turned out to be…a bit of a disappointment."

"Come one Bella, we've discussed this, it's not his fault. It's all a mistake." Hermione turned around to see who it was that had spoken and saw a girl standing behind her. "Hi, I'm Narcissa, are you the one who's helping us?"

"Oh right, Hermione, this is my little sister," Andromeda explained. "She's in 5th year."

Narcissa sat down and started filling her plate with food. "So you're giving her the background info?"

"Yes, so will you let me continue?" Bella asked.

"Go right ahead."

"So where was I? Ah yes, disappointment. You see, we all expected him to be sorted into our house—"

"Just like the rest of the family."

"Yes, thank you Cissy," Bella said through gritted teeth. "But he wasn't. He was sorted into…ugh, I can't even say it; someone has to take over."

Narcissa rolled her eyes and continued. "He was sorted into Gryffindor." Bella snorted at this. "So we need your help."

Hermione was confused. "With what?"

"We have to re-sort him of course!" Bella exclaimed. "He can't be a in that house! No Black has ever been a Gryffindork!"

"Aren't you over-reacting just a little—"

"Hermione," Narcissa interrupted her. "I don't think you understand how serious this is. His whole future may be jeopardized! We have to fix this!"

"How?"

"We just have to get in Dumbledore's office and borrow the Sorting hat."

"You mean steal it!?!" Hermione shrieked.

"Oh come on," Andromeda said and put her arm around Hermione's shoulders. "We're just borrowing it for a while."

Hermione turned to her. "You knew about this!?! You're the Head girl!"

"And as the Head girl it's my responsibility to make sure they won't get into trouble, so I'm accompanying them. Besides, a grave mistake has been made and we must fix it."

"Exactly!" her sisters cried in union.

Hermione groaned and dropped her head to the table. "Why does everything happen to me?"

Meanwhile, over at the Gryffindor table, a young boy had his eyes glued on Hermione. He nudged his friend in the ribs and nodded towards her. "Who's that?" His friend looked up, annoyed of being parted from his beloved food. "Who?"

"Her!" The boy pointed at Hermione.

His friend shrugged. "How would I know?"

The boy finally tore is eyes away from her to look at his friend. "But she's sitting with your cousins!"

"Well, it's not like we're the best of friends! And why do you care, I thought you had a crushed on that read-head?"

"Honestly Sirius, keep up! And besides—" the boy sighed and looked at her again. "—she's beautiful."

Sirius snorted. "She's old."

"She's not old!" the boy exclaimed. "Now go over there and ask her name!"

"Why should I?"

"Because I'm your best friend and I'm asking you; now do it!"

"But I don't want to talk to them," Sirius whined. "Can't you do it yourself?"

The boy looked at his friend like he was a complete idiot. "I'm not related to her friends, stupid! You already have a foot through the door!"

Sighing dramatically Sirius got up from his seat. "Fine, but you owe me James – big time!"

"Yes yes, now go!" James ushered excited.

"You do realize that any girl who's friends with my family can't be sane, right?"

"But I'm not looking for sane now am I?"

Sirius groaned when he finally reached the Slytherin table. Looking back one more time he saw James jumping up and down in his seat while mouthing – "Go! Go! Go!"

He turned back and cleared his throat loudly to get the girls' attention. It worked and they all looked at him.

"Sirius, we were just talking about you!" Andromeda exclaimed and then turned to Hermione. "This is our cousin we were talking about."

Hermione was shocked to see and 11-year old Sirius Black stand in front of her. "Sirius…"

"We're fixing that little problem of yours!" Bella said.

Abandoning his previous assignment Sirius asked what she meant.

"You know; your Gryffindor problem."

Sirius groaned. "How is it that you people can' get it into your heads that I might actually like being a Gryffindor!"

His cousins glanced at each other and then burst out laughing.

"Don't be silly!"

"You're a Slytherin through and through!"

"Like being a Gryffindor! Sweet Morgain, that was hilarious!"

Sirius looked at his cousins who were now close to rolling on the floor, he was not amused. "Whatever, this is not why I came over here…"

Narcissa calmed down a bit. "What do you want then?"

He ignored her and instead turned to Hermione. "I was asked to find out your name."

"Wha—oh, I'm Hermione."

"Okay Hermione, do you see that idiot jumping up and down over there? He's the one looking about ready to wet himself." Sirius pointed at a smiling James who waved at them. "Well, he's my friend and he likes you – a lot."

"You mean Potter?" Bella asked. "But he's like…five."

"He's eleven," Sirius replied and then looked at Hermione in anticipation. "So what do you want me to tell him?"

Oh, well… I'm sure James is a very nice boy but he's a little bit too young for me. Sorry."

"Don't worry, he won't get sad," Sirius assured her. "But I suggest that you keep your eyes open from now on, you never know where he might…pop up. Don't hold it against him; it's just that sometimes he gets a little bit too excited when he finds someone he likes." And with that, Sirius nodded goodbye and left the Great hall, James right after him to hear what she had said.

Don't worry Hermione, he's just a little boy, how bad can it be?"

Hermione, remembering the stories that Remus and Sirius had told them about James' courting of Lily, knew that could be really bad. She groaned and let her head once again hit the table. "Why!?! Why me!?!"