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Chapter 3

Hermione was seated in a comfortable chair in the Headmaster's office a couple of hours later. Dumbledore was there along with Poppy, Headmaster Armando Dippet, Minerva McGonagall and the rest of the teaching staff. Besides Poppy, Dumbledore, Slughorn and McGonagall she didn't really know any of the teachers. Some of the names sounded familiar, but that was it. They were all either standing or sitting around Dippet and herself. Hermione had been introduced to the teaching staff a few minutes earlier.
"Why don't you tell us everything? From the very beginning" Dippet asked her sincerely. She nodded and took a deep breath, before she began her tale. For the first time she told someone almost her entire lifestory, and there really was a lot to tell. She spoke for hours, only stopping to take a sip of water once in a while. When she was done, ending with Harry Potter killing Voldemort before dying himself, it was almost midnight.
"You say that, along with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, you found a way to defeat this Voldemort character?" Even as McGonagall said the name in this time, people shuddered from it. Hermione nodded.
"Forgive me, but I don't understand what you're doing in this timeline then" she said carefully. She truly sounded confused. Hermione was amazed at how much younger her former professor looked. She looked no older than 30, maybe 35. No wrinkles adorned her face, but only smooth, milk white skin. Her black hair was tied back in her usual tight bun.
"I'm here to change the future as I, myself, know it. I'm here to stop the war from ever happening, because the war wasn't meant to happen in the first place" Hermione told them gravely.
"I can understand as much that this Voldemort you speak of is a student in this school?" Dippet asked. Hermione's face fell, as she nodded once again.
"Who is it?" he asked. She hesitated for a few moments, before she finally answered.
"Tom Riddle" she said quietly. The teachers all had shock showed on their faces.
"And you're here to change him? For the better?" McGonagall asked.
"Yes. That is what I was send back for. But I also want to believe that I can change other people as well. I know that there are future Death Eaters in this school, and many of them are just as evils as Tom will become, if I don't do something about it now" she said.
"How do you propose that you can change them for the better?" Dumbledore asked, speaking for the first time since he had asked her if she was from the future. Hermione smiled at him with a loving smile. Dumbledore himself looked no older than 50. He was young as well, and Hermione had to admit that he had been a handsome man back in the days, which made her wonder, why he never married.
"Love, Professor... Love" she said softly. Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled happily.
"I am sorry to say, Miss Granger, that I don't believe that everybody can be saved by love" Dippet said with a tight smile.
"I know, but it's worth a try" Hermione said.
"Well, then there's only one thing we can do now. You will continue your schooling her at Hogwarts and complete your NEWTs. I will place you with the sixth years, and tomorrow at breakfest you will be sorted into a house. For now we will tell people that you have been living in France since you were ten, and that you are a transfer from Beauxbatons. You have moved back to England, because you, along with a lot of other Muggleborns, were hunted by Gellert Grindelwald. He is trying to rid the world of Muggleborns and Halfblood, and he is very feared in France right now. Granger is a muggle name, hence why he found out that you are a Muggleborn, and thus he hunted you down and killed your parents. You, however, managed to escape before he could kill you. We will tell people that I have known your parents and yourself for years, and therefor I was able to let you transfer to Hogwarts. Does that sound reasonable to everyone?" Dippet finally finished. Hermione was amazed that he had come up with a story like that, but I did sound to her like it could be believed, and it was partly true anyway. She had found out shortly before the war at Hogwarts began that her parents had been tortured, then killed, by Voldemort and his Death Eaters. She had been blind with rage, when Remus had told her, and she had tried to storm off to do something stupid, but luckily for her, Harry and Ron had held her back, and she had cried for hours. They had just held her close, until she had no more tears. She blinked back a few tears, before anyone noticed, but Dumbledore did indeed notice. He could tell that this young girl had seen and experienced far more evil that a girl her age should. She had probably had to grow up way to fast, because of Voldemort looming in the background. He vowed to take her under his wing.
"You're lucky, Headmaster, that I speak French fluently and know how to get around in Beauxbatons, otherwise I believe your story would look quite suspicious" she said with a small smile. Dippet chuckled softly.
"When you befriend some of the students, you are of course free to tell those you trust a 100% where you're really from. But for now we will keep this between us. I believe that some, mainly Grindelwald, would use you to get information of the future to use for his benefit, and we cannot let that happen to you. You tell only those you trust, Miss Granger" Dippet added gravely. She nodded.
"That sounds fair enough. I've had enough action in my life to last a lifetime anyway. I could get used to people not knowing who I am, and what I've done in my life" Hermione said with a soft smile.
"Now, there is a private room in the back that you are free to use for the night. There's already a uniform for you on the bed. I don't know if I got the size right, but I suspect you can alter the measurements yourself. I suggest you go shopping for school supplies and more clothes this coming weekend. Maybe you can take one of the students with you" Dippet said. Hermione figeted nervously for a moment, before she spoke:
"Sir, I know that I need school supplies and more clothes, but I'm afraid that I didn't bring any money with me" she admitted. Dippet smiled.
"No need to worry, Miss Granger. I will take care of the money. Now off to bed. I'm sure you will have a long day tomorrow" he said kindly. Hermione hated taking amends from anyone, but she knew that she would have to this time. She needed clothes, seing as she only had her uniform. Before she went to bed, she took a long, warm bath and let her muscles relax. She almost fell asleep in the bathtup, before she finally dragged herself into bed by 1.30 in the morning.

The next morning she was ready to go down to breakfest at 7.45, exactly like Dippet had told her. She looked into the bathroom mirror after having tamed her frizzy hair with her wand and sighed softly.
"That will have to do, I guess" she mumbled quietly. She jumped when the mirror suddenly talked back with a lovely, feminine voice:
"You look lovely, dear. Good luck on your first day" it said. Hermione smiled.
"Thank you" she said. She reached the Great Hall in time to hear Dippet's small speech in her favour.
"You're probably wondering why I'm standing here, seing as I normally make speeches at dinner time. I have an exciting announcement to make to you all. Today we have a new student joining us. She will join the sixth years, when she has been sorted into a house. Her name is Hermione Granger. We normally don't admit transfer students at Hogwarts, but in times like these, sometimes it's necessary to help out an old family friend. Please, do refrain from asking too many questions, as I'm sure Miss Granger will tell you about herself, when she is ready. Give her time. I expect you to make her feel at home here at Hogwarts. Come on in Miss Granger" Dippet said with a warm smile. Hermione swallowed nervously before she rounded the corner to the entrace for the Great Hall. All eyes turned to her. This was the very same hall both good and bad memories to her. As she walked towards the teachers table, whispers broke out amongst the students. She suddenly met a pair of deep, blue eyes. Riddle gave her a single nod as if aknowleging her. She gave him a slight smirk in return. She knew he was curious. His eyes gave him away, even though his face remained passive. She knew he wanted to know, how she knew him, and she knew that it was driving him mad. Hence the smirk she gave him. She gracefully sat down on the small stool infront of her, and Dippet placed the sorting hat on her head.
"Ahh, Miss Granger... We meet again in the future I see, all though the future will be very far from the future you just came from. What terrors you have been through, and yet you came here with a mission. You have changed Hermione Granger. You are no longer the shy, bushy haired, know-it-all that people thought you to be. You, Miss Granger, are a strong, intelligent, brave and beautiful young woman with a power that I have never seen before in all my years here at Hogwarts – and I have indeed seen some powerfull wizards and witches. You would do well to keep that power hidden, my dear. At least until it's time to use it. There's only one place I can put you: GRYFFINDOR!" Hermione smiled, when the Gryffindor table cheered loudly. It gave her great joy that she was a Gryffindor through and through. Dippet nodded at her with a kind smile, before she went off to join the Gryffindors at their table.

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