Chapter 1

"The trouble is, you think you have time"- Budha

I felt surrounded by warmth, it had been ages since I been able to sleep so soundlessly, at least not before I started attending Hogwarts, but then I had Harry and that helped fight the nightmares.

I could feel the softness of a bed and feather comforter under me, I started opening my eyes, light dancing in between my eyelashes. I turned to my side and I could make out a small hand that was holding tight to my arm and cuddled to my side. When I looked up to the owner I observed a small child no older than three years of age. Straight and silky fire red hair and elfin like features, her long lashes touched the upper part of her cheeks and her cupid bow lips were silently snoring in her sleep. I turned around to look at my surroundings, toys and books where neatly organized on a tall cherry oak bookshelf and in the middle of the room there was a child size tea set on a small table with matching chairs. The whole room was decorated in color tones of soft green and dark maroons. The walls were littered with flower drawings and I was laying down in one of the two canopy twin beds. I could see some pictures in the dresser of a family and three girls playing merry go round but they were too far away to actually make out their faces.

I carefully turned to my side and pried off the fingers of the little girl next to me. I got off the bed and I noticed that I was wearing a soft dark green nightgown that went down to my ankles. I could feel immediately something wrong with this image, everything around me seemed larger than normal. I have never been a tall person but this seemed a bit drastic. I looked around and saw a full body mirror that was hanging from what looked like the main door of the room. I got near it and stared at the foreign girl standing in the other side; I could only assume it was me by the mimicking of her movements. However the girl couldn't be any more different from what I was used to see in my reflection. I now possessed the body of a small child the same age as the girl currently sleeping in the bed I had vacated, whereas the sleeping girl had a bright colored hair mine was a deep auburn, curled into tick ringlets that fell all the way to my small back. If there was something I was grateful for was that my hair no longer resembles a bird's nest I would no longer have to loose time on brushing it to make it look decent. The little girl and I did resemble in features such as the small turn up nose and small pair of ears, but my lips were more plum with my top lip being a little bit bigger than the bottom one. My skin was really pale and completely free of any freckles that I had in my previous body. My teeth were all small and pearly white, I seemed to be even smaller than the sleeping child, but maybe that was just me being self-conscious. I looked directly into my eyes and had to stop myself from crying. I had almost the same shade of eye color as harry, mine just a deeper shade of emerald with some speckles of amber mixed in. I was so lost observing my reflection that I did not notice the small girl stirring up until I heard her call my name.

"mione?" she said with small traces of sleep still clinging to her voice. "what's wrong?" I turned to get a better look at her. Whispers of her name ran through my brain "Lily" I replied almost silently. And just like that I was bombarded with millions of small snippets of memories. Two loving parents, an older very protective sister that I tended to call Tunney, and the same small girl always clinging to me asking me to play and read and sing songs together under a big weeping willow tree. I started to remember things about myself in this timeline. I was still called Hermione, not after the Shakespearean character my previous dentist parents had based themselves on, but the Hermione roses my mother had on the back of the house. Just like my two other sister I was also a small flower child, loved and cherished by my two parents. I was twin of Lily Evans, the one person that would have given birth to Harry and given her life for him, and just for that I already loved her with all my heart. The onslaught of memories started to be too much for my small body and I felt myself sway from one side to the other. I could barely make out Lilys terrified cries and I could hear a pair of running footsteps coming towards our room. I slowly put my hand under my nose when I felt some wetness, when I looked at my hand I could see some blood that had come out from the pressure of everything. I felt big arms pick me up from where I laid on the floor and carry me back the bed where they laid me softly.

"Mione love, are you alright?" I turned and looked at the face of my father looking down on me worriedly. My mom was trying to calm Lily down with the help of Tunney and trying at the same time to take a better look at myself.

"Papa, I'm fine just a bit dizzy" I replied with a small child tone. He brushed some of the hair out of my face and frowned lightly. "Hemione I told you not to get up until your fever passed, you know how worried your mom has been. If you don't get better we will have to get you to the doctor"

"Papa! Papa! Mione is bleeding" Lilly tried to explain desperately, not used to seeing her twin sick. "Calm down Lilly, mione is only dizzy because of her fever" her mother explained patiently to the child.

"Papa, Mama, don't worry I'm already feeling better. I'm sorry for troubling you" I replied with all the seriousness I could accomplish in the body of such a small little girl. I might look like an infant but I certainly didn't feel like one.

"Oh darling, worrying for you is our job" the woman said softly while smiling at me. I could feel the pin pricks of tears forming into my eyes; I wasn't used to motherly figures. My own mother had been distant after I had found out I was a witch and she no longer felt a connection to me. Understandable, it was already hard raising a child you were not expecting much more one that can levitate dangerous objects around the house without you noticing it. My old parents didn't understand my new world and I didn't blame them for it, it was just the way things turn out to be, no hard feelings.

But I could already see that that was going to be different this time around. While I was lost in taught Tunney had come closer to my bed. Petunia was only six or seven, but she acted as if she was one of the adults.

I've always wondered about Harrys aunt, I mean if she was sister to such a pure soul like Lily she couldn't be that bad of a person.

And it was in that moment that I recalled what the creature had said. Nobody is born evil; at one point in the story Petunia turned from a protective albeit a bit strict sister, to a resentful and bitter woman. If I was already out to save a whole magic society, I don't see why I couldn't add a sister relationship to that list. If I played my cards right I could make Petunia not feel left out when Lily and I leave to Hogwarts.

I felt Tunney come to my bed and start tucking me in like a worrying mother hen. Our parents seemed amused by this, and I could recall this not being the first time she fusses over me and Lilys health, she takes her job as protector really seriously.

"Now, now Mione you have to listen to Mama and Papa if you want to go outside again. I promised to go with you to the park but only if you get better okay?" she asked with a serious tone and pouty lips.

"Thank you Tunney you are a great big sister" she started blushing and I could see her preen over my praise. That got a chuckle out of Dad.

"Hey!"" yelled Lily. "I was taking care of Mione too!" she said with conviction.

"Settle down both of you, you'll exalt your sister. Lily you know you have to sleep in your own bed when Mione is sick, she gets uncomfortable and you don't want to get a fever too" reprimanded our mom, while picking Lily up and settling her on her hip.

"But Mama, Mione needs me, I keep her warm! And she was having bad dreams. I have to keep her safe" she replied in a matter of fact tone.

"It's okay Lily, Mama is right we don't want you to get sick, once I get better I promise to play with you by the willow three" I told her trying to placate her. It seemed to work because her eyes light up and she grabbed Tunneys hand and dragged her to look for fun games to play once I got better. Once they both went out of the room my father turned to look at me.

"Hey Doll how about you catch some sleep and your Mama can bring you some soup later? Does that sound fair to you?" he asked while checking my temperature. I just nodded my head and tried to get more comfortable before turning to take a better look at my parents.

They seem like the perfect white picket fence couple. My mother was wearing an apron with a few flour smudges around the edges, she had sweet face with a homey feeling to her and my Dad was wearing sweater vest and tick square glasses. I guess Harrys vision problems came from both sides of the family. I had started smiling without noticing and this made my mom giggle a bit.

"Oh Mione are you happy that you are going to get your favorite soup, or because you're going to the park once you get better?" Asked my mother.

"Both" I told her; it was easier than explaining that every time I looked at them I was reminded of my best friend that was never lucky enough to meet this wonderful people.

My mom got down and kissed my forehead. "Okay I think it's better for you to go to sleep now, come on Jonathan let's give Mione some space" My dad smiled at her and got up. "Sweet dreams doll" said my dad before closing the door and leaving me alone to my musings.

So it seems like now I was part of the Evan household and twin of what would have been Harrys mother. I just hoped that Harry got as lucky as I did to find a stable household. I'm not a child anymore but having an unassuming family to rely on would be helpful in the long run. With that same train of taught I promised myself to do everything possible so that nothing bad happens to any of them. I had to be careful not to mess with peoples lives but also be able to change things for the best. This was not going to be easy at all, but at least I could also use this timeline to help Snape; he might have been a pain to Harry but he was just a bitter man that turned his life around after making the wrong decisions. And he did love Lily, maybe this time I could show him a healthier love instead of the obsessive one he developed. I had a lot to think about but nothing was urgent for now I would sleep and get recharged from my trip, tomorrow I would start preparing myself for the task ahead.

"I miss you Harry, I promise to be brave and I won't stop until we meet again" I whispered to no one in particular. And just like that I let myself succumb to sleep with dreams full of better tomorrows and sounds of children laughing.

A/N: So there it goes the first chapter. I had seen Hermione in several scenarios turning up a pureblood, sister to James or maybe even Snape. In the long run I decided to use Lily. I feel that Hermione could connect more with Lily and Snape because they are more focused on starting learning in Hogwarts then to do pranks. Not saying that she won't have part in the marauders ways, but that will come a bit later on. About Harry, let's just say that he is also thinking of his best friend, maybe next chapter we will have a special segment just for him, I did tell you guys that it was going to be Hermione centric. Note on the alchemy part, we will see more of it later on, I love fullmetal alchemist and I did base some of my ideas out of that.