A/N: Alright guys. I generally don't post chapters so close together, but you all reviewed so well I have decided to reward you. I should also let you know that chapter 6 will be NC-!7 and reads about 2000 words long. It is already written and I will post it when I'm sure everyone has had a chance to catch up. Enjoy.

As Hermione and Severus reached her room, she took a quick look around before opening the door and letting him in. All she needed now was rumors about whom she was sleeping with. She followed him in as he took a look around. Most students had pictures of family and friends, personal things and such, but her room held only the basics and nothing of her life.

"What did you want to ask?" She finally asked him while taking a seat on her bed.

"I want to know what you meant..., What have you seen? What have you done?" He asked..

"I cant tell you specifics, but I can clue you in a bit... I just need your word that it goes no further then this room."

"An oath?"

"Yes" she stated, "The information could change things and it's just... not wise to do so."

He sighed, but gave her the oath anyway.

"Now you have your oath, so my first question is what have you done that is so bad... steal candy?"

Hermione frowned at him, "That would be easy... it's worse then that... much worse."

"How much worse? You're probably what 17 – 18 like me."

She nodded yes, "It's not a secret... This is not my time and I'm not sure how I got here... but the time I did come from... well things haven't been as peaceful as they are now."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning I've had to do things I would not normally do. I'm not an innocent – far from it, but the things I've had to do to protect myself, friends and family is not something to be taken lightly."

He gave her a look telling her to continue and elaborate.

"I've hurt people, killed people" she whispered, "and I'm not proud of it."

Severus sat down on the edge of her bed. He didn't peg her for the killing type.

"Why?" he asked

"for freedom" she replied, "so people could have decent lives... it was a war, but it still hurts."

"Can you tell me anything about the war?"

Hermione shook her head no.

"I take it what you've seen was war related?"

She nodded a yes.

"I gave up my childhood... I fought in this since I was 11 years old. I've witnessed people I care for die and be injured. I've injured and killed people myself." she almost whispered.

Severus held up his hand, telling her to stop. She had tears in her eyes and was hugging her knees to her chest.

"I understand if you want to leave." she said quietly, wondering if she had just scared off the one person that was talking to her.

"Why would I do that?" he asked.

"Why wouldn't you."

"because I think your interesting – for a Gryffindor." he replied with a smirk.

She couldn't help but smirk herself, she could see his tendencies for Gryffindors already.

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The next day, Hermione arrived at the great hall as usual and started for her traditional spot at the end of the table. She could feel the glares in her direction from everyone... Morris made his rounds.

When she got to her spot, she realized the gryffindors had formed a plan and spread out evenly so she had no where to sit. She didn't feel like fighting over something so stupid, so she turned towards the doors to leave... she didn't need this.

She had almost made it to the door When Lucius walked in and stopped in front of her.

"Eat already?" he asked quietly.

"Nope" she said with a glance to the Gryffindor table, "Seems no one wants to be around a mudblood." and with that she stepped around him and walked out of The Great Hall.

There was more then one way to handle hunger and she knew how to get around the little problem. She made her was down to the kitchens, looked around, and tickled the pair on the painting.

She stepped through the Portrait hole and was instantly greeted by a small house elf.

"I be Tibbs, is something I can get the miss?" he asked timidly.

"Just some breakfast if it's not to much trouble please."

The elf looked at her funny, "Why not eat in the Hall?"

Hermione smiled, "Because I don't fit in here."

Tibbs understood where she was coming from. He was the smallest elf and the others sometimes made him feel like he couldn't handle things as well as they could.

"I understands miss, come with Tibbs." he said

Hermione followed him to a small table and sat down. Tibbs winked out only to come back seconds later with a plate full of food. He stood next to the table with his ears down... he wanted to talk to her but he knew his place.

Hermione cocked her head over to the side, she could see what he wanted through his big eyes,"Please sit with me Tibbs. I would be honored to have your company."

Tibbs eyes lit up with happiness and quickly took the seat across from her.

"How long have you been at Hogwarts?" she asked

"ten years Miss" he answered with pride

Hermione smiled at him.. the elf was practically glowing.

"And before Hogwarts?"

The glowing stopped and Tibbs ears drooped down, "Tibbs master died and left Tibbs with no one to serve. Tibbs was offered a home here and took it."

"Do you miss them?" she asked

Tibbs nodded, "I was a good house elf and master was good to Tibbs." The small elf looked down, "Tibbs like's Hogwarts but wishes he had a master of his own again."

Hermione felt bad for the little guy. He looked so sad.

"Don't give up Tibb's, I'm sure a good elf like you will find a good master."

The little elf brightened up with her words.

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After a bit more conversation with Tibbs, Hermione left the kitchen and headed for her first class of the day... potions. She really didn't want to deal with Lucius but what choice did she have.

She took her normal seat in between the two slytherins and waited patiently for the professor to come in.

"I'm sorry I reacted like that." Lucius whispered as he leaned close to her ear.

Hermione shrugged, "I use to it."

"Can we start over?" He asked

Hermione pondered his question for a moment but in the end she accepted his apology and his offered hand of friendship.