Hey everyone I'm back. Thank you all for reading this. I'm going to try and have a chapter update every weekend as I have mentioned before but it may get harder as the end of the school year is coming soon and my teachers are loading us up on homework. Without further ado I present chapter 3. Hope yawl like it.

After searching nearly every compartment on the Hogwarts Express Hermione and her new friend, Remus, found an empty compartment near the back of the train. They entered it and Remus proceeded to pull out what looked like a newspaper and put his trunk away. He then sat down and started to read the newspaper.

Hermione noticed the moving pictures on the cover and shyly asked, "Um… what are you reading?"

"It's the Daily Prophet, you're a muggle born aren't you?" he asked noticing her confusion and yet amazed look on her round face, he then handed her the first page.

"What's a muggle," she asked as she examined the page.

"A muggle is what wizards call people who do not have magical powers."

"Oh ok, then yes I am a muggle born," she answered as she read the headline of the Daily Prophet and then read the article:

Smith Killed; Hufflepuff's Cup Stolen

"Mrs. Hepzibah Smith was found dead in her home this morning. Her house elf Hokey is suspected of poisoning her... A friend states that Mrs. Smith's most prized object, Hufflepuff's Cup has turned up missing…"

As she finished the article she noticed the printed date of the paper, 1971. "Remus?" she asked worry evident in her voice.

"Ya?" he replied looking up when he heard the worried tone in her voice.

"Is this an old copy," she asked hopping it was and not sure what she would do if it was not.

"No, my owl delivered it this morning. Why do you ask?" Remus slowly replied not sure where this was going.

"So today is September 1, 1971, then?" she asked growing a little scared and feeling a pit drop in her stomach as she saw Remus slowly nod his head looking at her like she's a lunatic.

"Yes. Again why do you ask?" by now he was focusing 100% on Hermione and his copy of the Daily Prophet lay next to him long forgotten.

"I don't know what happened… How did I get to the 70's from the 90's… was this supposed to happen?" Hermione began rambling and slowly grew more panicked to the point where tears were rolling down her face. She became scared that she would never see her parents again.

Remus saw this and moved over to sit by her and began rubbing comforting circles into her back. Feeling her shaking he tried to get her to calm down. After a few minutes of her crying into her hands she calmed down enough to speak but still had tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Remus, what year were you born?" knowing what answer she would get.

"Um, 1960. I'm a first year, why?"

"Are you serious?" Hermione was becoming panicked again and the tears that had almost stopped were coming more quickly again.

A boy suddenly opened the the compartment door, "No I'm Sirius," he said then shut the compartment door and laughed as he left. They heard him yell out "ow" and assumed someone had hit him. Hermione looked at Remus questioningly.

"I don't know," he said shaking his head," and yes I am, now please calm down and tell me what wrong," he did not want Hermione to start crying again he did not know why but it made him sad to see this young girl whom he just met so sad.

Hermione took a few deep breaths and explained that she is from the 90's and somehow ended up here. "I don't know how I got here though and I don't know any magic. I'm supposed to be a first year."

"Ok, now it's my turn. Are you serious?" Remus could not believe what this bushy haired girl was telling him, but the look in her eyes told him that her incredible story was somehow true and that he needed to believe her.

"Yes, but I don't have any way to prove it to you," she was shocked that he was not looking at her like she was crazy but rather like he believed her.

"It's ok I believe you, and I will help you figure out how you got here."

"Y-you believe me? Why?" Hermione asked disbelievingly. She was expecting him to gather up his stuff and leave her thinking she was a loon.

"Yes, you haven't given me a reason not to believe you and I have even more unbelievable stories I could tell you some other time," he told her thinking of his story of how he has lycanthropy.

At that moment there was a knock at the compartment door. Remus opened the door and was met by a lady with a trolley selling an assortment of sweets. He bought some chocolate frogs; Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, cauldron cakes and pumpkin pasties and returned to his seat to share with Hermione.

"Thanks," Hermione replied as she took a chocolate frog and opened it only to have it jump out of the box and out the open compartment door.

"That happens but it looks like you got a Dumbledore card."

A few moments later they changed into their robes and got off the train. They were met by a large man who led them to some boats to travel across the Great Lake. Remus climbed into a boat followed by Hermione. They soon reached the other side and were met by a lady who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall, and led them into Entrance Hall of the castle. All the first years were told to wait there until they were led in to be sorted.

Thus ends the third installment of Birthday Surprises. I hope you liked it. What do you think of how Remus reacted to Hermione being from the future? Should Hermione be sorted into Gryffindor? When should Remus tell her of his lycanthropy? Answer these questions and give me ideas for next chapter I will try and incorporate your ideas in at some point.