Hermione frowned as the girl walked away, She had no idea what she had done to make the Gryffindor upset with her – she hadn't been here long enough.
"That was Samantha Foxton." Severus stated, "She's not wrapped to tightly."
Hermione shook her head, "It's not just her – all the Gryffindor's are shunning me and I don't know why."
"They think your the one from the Prophecy." Lucius stated, "The rumors are practically flying around the school about your arrival."
Hermione quirked an eyebrow. She had enough about Prophecies for one life time.
"Do I even dare ask?" she wondered out loud.
Lucius shrugged, "A prophecy was discovered over the summer, That a girl would come from another time and change the way things would take place in the future. It was rather vague, but it was enough to send everyone in a tizzy as time travel is not exactly understood or accepted."
"Well maybe the girl from the Prophecy would change things for the good. One would think they wouldn't jump to conclusions." She stated in hope they wouldn't pin her for that... even though it was most likely true.
"The girl could also change things for the bad and with them not knowing for sure, I wouldn't expect to be invited to tea anytime soon." Severus added.
Hermione sighed, Her life was never just boring and normal. Not only had she helped defeat Voldemort since the tender age of eleven, now she was stuck twenty years in the past, talking to a pair of slytherins and being ignored by the Gryffindors... it was irritating.
She also realized that Snape and Malfoy probably hadn't figured out she was a Mudblood, and once they did, she was sure it would add to her list of why she shouldn't be liked.
"Thanks for letting me know, but I really just want to get inside." She stated quickly, she wanted to be alone.
Severus and Lucius gave her an odd look, but nodded her farewell and walked away, leaving her to disappear into her room for the rest of her free period.
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A few days had passed since the incident with Samantha and things had only gotten worse. Samantha had apparently told the rest of the Gryffindors that Hermione was consorting with Slytherins, which only made their suspicions of her being there to change things for worse grow stronger.
She continued to sit at the end of the Gryffindor table like an outcast and receive dirty looks from almost all of them... including some Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws – the Slytherins just ignored her completely.
Her routine was the same everyday. She would wake up, go classes and attend meals before returning to her room for the rest of the day. The only variation was when she would go to the Library and check out a few books – she never stayed to read, she would just go back to the solitary confinement she called her room to avoid the stares and discomfort that came from them.
When Saturday rolled around, Hermione was already tired of hiding out in her room. She needed some fresh air and a trip to the lake was in order. As she walked through the halls, two things would happen. The students would either stop talking completely as she passed by or would gather closer and whisper to each other.
She ignored it all and made her way outside, enjoying the feel of the sun against her skin and the slight breeze that pushed her hair around gently. This was exactly what the medi-witch called for.
When she reached the tree she enjoyed so much in her own time, she quickly plopped down and laid back... she would stay out here all day if it were possible.
She could hear other students mulling around in the distance, and that was just fine with her.. she didn't want her piece interrupted but that apparently was not in the cards when she heard footsteps around her.
"You cant stay holed up in that room forever you know."
That would be Severus she thought to herself
"Really, You're only making them believe you are planning something."
And that would be Malfoy.
Hermione opened her eyes to see the two slytherins standing above her.
"Does it really matter? They are going to think what they want to think... I cant change that." she replied
"True, but by hiding out... they are winning."
Hermione shrugged, "wasn't aware it was a competition."
She silently laughed at the irony of everything, The only two people that even talked to her were future Death eaters, Slytherins at that, and she knew their future selves would hate her but for different reasons. Snape would find her annoying because of her 'hand waving and being a know it all, and Lucius would hate her for her blood and spawn the bane of her existence with the name of Draco... it was too rich.
"Come on Hermione, You've peeked my interest with your Potion short cuts and I'm curious to see what else you know." Severus stated
Hermione sighed and took the pair of offered hands to pull her to her feet – at least she could have a stimulating conversation with someone.
She walked between them to the castle, ignore the glares from the other students... at least she tried.
"Plotting our demise?" a male voice came from behind them.
Hermione took a deep breath and turned around, "Have I done something to you? Something that I am obviously not aware of?" she asked the brown haired boy in Ravenclaw robes.
"We know who you are" he stated
"Congratulations.. you obviously can read and listen because I'm sure everyone knows who I am by now." She replied in a bored voice.
"Back off Morris" Severus said calmly
Steven Morris just laughed, "Aww, are the two of you going to protect the little Mudblood time traveler."
Hermione noticed Severus remained unfazed but definitely noticed the way Lucius stiffened.
"And the other shoe drops." she muttered to herself.
Hermione decided to put a stop to the name calling before it even got started. She wasn't eleven and innocent anymore, she had been through hell and fought in a war to try to end this pile of shit they called blood purity.
Morris didn't have a chance to react before Hermione pulled her wand and aim it between his eyes.
"Morris... is that your name?"
The boy visibly gulped and nodded, after all, it wasn't everyday a girl had a wand aimed at you face.
"Well listen hear Morris. I may be a Mudblood, but I can assure you right now that I have seen things that would make you faint. I have done thing that would give you night mares and I know things far above your level. I am just as good as you are... probably better so get over your self righteous bull shit about blood purity and go do something that you minimal intelligence level will allow.. like walking away."
Morris looked at her like she was the devil herself and walked away quickly, he wasn't about to be the first she killed off.
She turned around and noticed Lucius walking away and Severus standing there calmly.
"You know you didn't help things don't you?" he asked
"You know what... I really don't care. I refuse to go through the hell of being called that pathetic name anymore and if that was enough to stop it, then so be it."
She turned to walk away but before she could take one step, she felt the long pale fingers of Severus grip her shoulders.
"Not so fast... You said some interesting things a moment ago and I want to know what it's about."
Damn me and my big mouth.
"It's nothing" she stated, hoping he would just give up.
"Oh, I believe it's something and I want to know." he replied, "Come with me so we can discuss it."
She didn't want to, she really didn't but at this rate Severus was the only one she had... Lucius apparently couldn't hack it.
"Fine, lets just go to my room where we wont be over heard."
Severus nodded and followed her into the castle, ignoring the gasps behind him as Morris told his ' frightening story ' to everyone that would listen.