A/N- Sorry about this VERY DELAYED update! I've finally started Year 12, that means these updates will be even less frequent most likely, but while I'm on holidays I'll try to get some done in between all of my studying and what not.

Thanks again for being patient!

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Chapter 3

Once Dumbledore left, it didn't take long before Remus came to visit her again, he shuffled around her; carrying a couple of snacks with him.

"I... I got this from the Great Hall at Lunch today, I thought you might like it," Remus explained shyly, and placed the food on the table beside Hermione's chair.

"Thank you," Hermione replied softly, trying not to cry as she realised that she was talking to someone that wouldn't be alive in her future. Unless I change it that is...

"How are you feeling now?"

"Alright I guess... I think I'll be able to leave soon," Hermione tried to smile, so as to back up her words but she wasn't sure if it was believable.

"That's great!" Remus replied, smiling as he sat down on the seat beside Hermione's bed. "So, Emma- can I call you that? What are you going to do? You aren't going to... You know.."

"Yes you can call me Emma, and I'm not too sure what's going to happen when I get better... I want to leave but... I can't, it's not safe."

"It definitely isn't! Especially with You-Know-Who out there. Hogwarts is the safest place there is," Remus beamed as he said this, not realising that in the year 1998, Hogwarts would become a war-zone, in where Voldemort would win the war once and for all. Again, that's if I don't change the past while I still can. Hermione tried not to cry as memories of the battle came rushing back at Remus' comment.

Students and Professors alike fought to the death, throwing spells and curses at each other. Hermione ran through the crowds, avoiding curses that flew by her, trying to intentionally hit her, or aiming for a different target. She saw the Professors fight against students that they had taught and watch them throw killing curses at them, with the intent of ending their lives. This was a nightmare.

"Emma... Emma? Are you alright?" Remus' voice brought her out of her thoughts and she quickly stopped him from calling Madam Promfrey.

"Don't worry Remus, I'm alright, I just... remembered some things,"

"Oh, do you have like amnesia or something?"

"No, it's not that, it's just... They were pretty painful memories,"

"Oh okay..." Remus tried to smile and the look on his face just caused Hermione to smile.

Remus ended up staying at the hospital wing, talking to Hermione for most of the night. They would've most likely talked all through the night if Remus didn't have lessons the next day and if Madam Promfrey didn't kick him out because Hermione needed to rest.

XxX

It was Friday before Hermione was finally allowed to leave the Hospital Wing. Madam Promfrey was insistent on keeping her for longer, but since she'd been caught sneaking around twice already at night due to boredom, Madam Promfrey finally let her go.

Hermione walked into Dumbledore's office and found it set out the same, as it would be in the future. Dumbledore was sitting on his chair, examining a stack of papers, which he quickly shuffled away when she arrived.

"Miss Phelps, how are you?" Dumbledore asked, and indicated for Hermione to take a seat in the chair in front of the table.

"Alright I guess sir, I've felt better..." Hermione replied.

"Well I guess that's alright, now Miss Phelps, the main reason I asked you to come was so that we could go over your cover story one more time, and because it will seem suspicious if you just suddenly went to Gryffindor common room without seeing me to get sorted. So, Miss Emma Phelps, how are you feeling at the moment?"

"I'm..." Hermione started. "I'm alright I guess sir, it's just, seeing them pains me because-"she was about to say more but Dumbledore held his hand up to interrupt her.

"As tempting as it is, do not tell me anything about the future as I may unintentionally change it. You are in charge with changing the future."

"Yes... sir..."

Hermione stayed in Dumbledore's office for another fifteen minutes before finally leaving, wearing the Gryffindor robes to find Lily waiting outside of the gargoyle statue.

"Hi, my name's Lily, I'm Head Girl and I'm meant to show you to your common room." Lily replied and they shook hands/ She took a look at Hermione's robes and beamed. "Excellent! You're in Gryffindor! What was your name again?"

"Emma Phelps," Hermione replied, trying to smile as much as possible. Here I am, talking to Harry's mum... I will definitely kill Tom before he kills them, just so Harry has a chance to grow up with his parents...

"Oh okay, well Emma come on, I'll take you to the common room, It's not too far from here, but it's really high up the castle, seventh floor."

Lily led Hermione through the castle, explaining some of the significant statues and paintings that they passed by on the way to the Gryffindor Tower. Hermione felt relieved to be back within the safety of the walls and not have to worry about Tom since he wasn't at Hogwarts anymore, though he was still at large of course, but she could worry about that later and relax now.

Once they reached the Gryffindor Entrance, the Fat Lady stood there.

"Password?" she said. She looked like she was about to say more, but once she caught sight of Hermione; the voice left the old painting speechless.

"Fairy Wings," Lily replied and the Fat Lady slowly opened to reveal the entrance to the Gryffindor Common room, still staring at Hermione in bewilderment. Lily motioned for Hermione to go in first.

The Common Room wasn't any different from 1944, the walls were as vibrant as ever with the Gryffindor colours, even the homely smell didn't change, this brought both happiness and sadness to Hermione, memories of the time she spent with her fellow Gryffindors during 1944 and her time with Harry and Ron came back, but as well as that, the memories of her time with Fred were brought back, and she had to concentrate had to not cry and arouse suspicion.

Hermione followed Lily around the common room, trying to act interested and like she was taking in everything that Lily said, when four boys suddenly interrupted them. Hermione suddenly assumed to be Remus, Sirius, James and Peter. She stopped herself from lunging at Peter and strangling him then and there for the betrayal that he would soon commit again his three best friends. He sadly is the perfect example of a Gryffindor not being loyal or brave... He should've been in Slytherin!

"Oh Emma hi," Remus shouted out and then quickly blushed and looked away when James and Sirius smirked at him knowingly.

"Hi," Hermione replied sheepishly.

"Emma, this is Sirius, James, Peter and well you know Remus already," Lily said, introducing her to the Marauders individually. She shook each other their hands, except for Remus', whereas they hugged instead, for longer than a normal hug should be. At this, Sirius and James smirked and winked at each other, a gesture that went unseen for Remus and Hermione, but not for Lily, who just lightly smacked James on the shoulder, before smiling along with them.

Once Hermione and Remus let go of each other, James quickly spoke.

"Alright then, listen, it's the start of the weekend tomorrow, and us seventh years get an extra Hogsmead weekend, so do you want to come with us Emma? It'll be a great way to learn more about you!" James commented and slung his arm around Lily's shoulder and smiled at her before giving her a quick peck on the cheek.

At the sight of that, Hermione smiled and nodded, keeping her tears at bay as she say Harry's parents clearly in love. Change the future Hermione, you can and you WILL. She made up her mind, not matter what the cost, Tom/Voldemort was going to die.

That night, Hermione met her fellow seventh year Gryffindor girls, all of whom were eager to meet her, luckily, none of them were related to people that she knew in either 1944 or 1998, save of course for Lily- though she didn't personally know her, she still knew her.

Hermione was surrounded in darkness, there was no noise save for the occasional shuffle of her fellow roommates or the birds outside. She didn't mind this at all however, she loved the silence, it gave her time to think, to think about why Fred, her only real love, would make her forget about their relationship. She was in the middle of pondering when she suddenly fell asleep and began to dream.

XxX

Hermione opened her eyes and looked in the eyes of her dead boyfriend. Screaming, she jumped back and pulled out her wand- that wasn't there. She paused for a second, took in her surroundings, a grassy field with the grass swaying to the rhythm of the wind, and right in front of her, was Fred. Finally being able to take in everything, she screamed and ran back towards Fred as she started to cry. Crashing into his open arms she started swearing and cursing at him for causing her to forget him, thinking that it would solve everything.

"I thought it would, it still can love," Fred replied, once they let go of each other. He grabbed her shoulders and looked at her face. "I won't do it though unless you want me to now."

"Why? Why did you do it in the first place? And how?" Hermione asked in-between sniffles.

"I knew you would fight if I told you, and I just needed to see if it would work. Even if you forgot about me and fell in love with Tom, I wouldn't have minded, because you would've saved the whole of the Wizarding World from his rule. As for the how... According to Dumbledore- yes he is here, the dead can do anything they want except physically interfere with the real world. That means I can't help you out in anyway while you are awake. But if you are asleep, I can sometimes contact you and help you this way. Though I believe that now, you won't need my help. Things are going to change love, and it'll all depend on your opinion. This may or may not be the last time I see you, just remember though. I love you," With that, Fred kissed her hard on the lips before Hermione woke up.