Sorry about the long wait,

New semesters are time consuming.

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James and Sirius were sitting in front of the fire when Hermione and Remus walked in from dinner.

To Hermione's surprise, Sirius didn't get up and leave when he saw her. He looked to James real quick, but remained sitting there, staring into the fire.

Hermione looked at James who nodded, telling her that it was alright to approach them. She looks around the common room, making sure that no one else would be close enough to hear her and she walks over to Sirius, kneeling in front of his so he has no choice but to listen to her.

"Listen, I'm sorry for some of the things I said, but not all of them."

Sirius glares down at Hermione and gets ready to stand but she pushes him back down.

"You forget, I am not just some innocent girl coming to Hogwarts from the first time. I have spent four plus years here, in a time much different than this, and more dangerous. I know how to take care of myself, Sirius. And you need to allow me to speak to whoever I want."

"What do you mean by more dangerous?" he asks, no longer glaring at her. "The dark lord?"

Hermione smiles at his choice of words. His parents influence on his is still a little noticeable. "Yeah," she replies. "My best friend happens to be his greatest target."

"Someone our age?" James asks, perplexed.

Hermione stands up, sitting on the arm rest of the chair Remus decided to sit down in. "It's a long story that I can't really talk about."

"Can I ask you one thing?" James says, studying her.

She shrugs. "I don't know if I'll be able to answer you, but I guess so."

James pauses. "You know us, don't you?"

Hermione looks at him confused. "What do you mean, you're sitting right across from me."

He laughs at her. "No," he says, lowering his voice. "From where you are from."

"Oh," Hermione replies. "More like I know of you guys."

She ignores the fact that Remus is now looking at her pointedly as James and Sirius stand up.

"Quidditch practice calls," James says.

"We'll see you two later then," Sirius states as they make their way out of the common room.

As soon as they're outside of the room, Remus speaks. "You're lying."

Hermione gets up and moves to the now vacated couch.

"And they don't need to know that," Hermione replies.

Remus stands up and follows her to the couch, sitting beside her. "So why can I know? You told me yourself that you personally knew Sirius. So why doesn't it matter if I know?"

Hermione looks down at her hands. "Because I still do know you."

"Then why don't you kno-" Remus stops speaking mid sentence, realization hitting him. "They're dead, aren't they?"

Hermione doesn't reply and Remus takes that as his answer.

"What about Peter?" he asks.

"He's still alive," Hermione replies, a bit stiffly.

"And there's a reason that you don't like him?"

Hermione just nods.

"One more question?" Remus asks, looking at her.

Hermione looks up to meet his eyes.

"I'm the werewolf you referred to when you explained how you knew I was one, right?"

"Yeah," Hermione pauses. "Remus- I know how difficult this much be for you, but it's imperative that you don't tell any one. I know that you're intelligent enough to understand why. I made a giant mistake when I decided to change the future, ending up back here."

Remus nods. "Yeah, I understand, it's just- wow. Are you saying that ending up here wasn't what you meant to do?"

"No," Hermione answers. "I had only meant to go back a few months."

"Can I know why?"

Hermione shrugs. "I guess it couldn't hurt now if I told you more, but do you think we could go somewhere more private?" Hermione asks, as a group of girls walks through the portrait hole.

"My dorm's empty."

"Okay," Hermione says, standing up, following Remus up the stairs.

Stopping at the third floor, Remus opens the door to a room for 4 beds, sitting down on the bed all the way to the left. Hermione follows and sits down beside him.

"I decided to go back in time," Hermione states. "So I could save Sirius from dying."

"Why?" Remus asks. "Did you love him?"

Hermione laughs. "Not in the way that you're referring to, no. I wanted to save him for two other people in my life."

"Who?"

Hermione pauses and then decides that she's said too much now to go back. "Well, my best friend happens to be James' son, Harry. Harry is Sirius' godson."

Remus looks at her. "James has a son?"

Hermione nods.

"You said James was dead."

"Right," Hermione replies. "Harry never really knew James. He died too early."

Remus shakes his head. "Who else did you try for?"

She smiles at him. "You."

"Me?"

Hermione nods her head. "Let's just say that you didn't take his death very well."

"Yeah, I suppose that I wouldn't."

"Which is why I'm surprised that you're talking about it here with me so-stoically?"

Remus shrugs. "There's not much I can do about the future. It's all kind of surreal."

"Yeah," Hermione states, looking around the room. "Wow," she says, looking at the messes that are Sirius' and James' beds. "How do you live with that?"

"Carefully," he replies with a laugh. Hermione joins in when there's a knock on the door.

"Come in," Remus states.

The door opens to reveal Lilly. "Remus, the headmaster wanted me to tell you the prefects meeting will be next week in stead of this one."

She pauses, looking at Hermione, eyebrows raised. "And what do we have here?"

Remus rolls his eyes at Lilly. "What's this Lils, don't remember your own roommate?"

"Of course I remember her Remy, I'm just curious as to why she's suddenly your roommate."

Hermione laughs. "Remus and I were just talking, Lilly. Nothing scandalous."

"What a shame," Lilly replies with a smirk. "Remus could use something scandalous in his life."

With Remus' blush, Lilly and Hermione burst out laughing. Lilly walks over to them, a deck of exploding snap in her hands. "You know I'm only jesting, Remy. What do you two say to a game?"

"I'm in," I reply. Remus shrugs as he gets down of the bed, sitting on the floor. Lilly and I join him, sitting in as much of a circle as we could form.

"I have to say," Lilly states, looking at Hermione. "It's nice to see that you've chosen the company of Remus over Black and Potter."

"Aww, they're not that bad. I have a few friends like them back at home. Anyway, James seems to be quite smitten with you."

Lilly frowns. "Some great masquerade, he even has you fooled."

"I don't think so," Hermione replies. "I've seen the way he looks at you, there's something real behind that."

Lilly doesn't reply, handing out the cards. "Well," she states after silence. "He could come up with a better way of showing it."

Hermione looks to Remus and smiles.

In the middle of their third game, the dorm door flies open.

"One more lap around that pitch and I would have keeled over-"

James and Sirius stop dead in their steps, looking over towards Remus, Hermione and Lilly.

"How was practice?" Remus asks, placing a card down, ignoring the looks he was receiving.

"It was- fine," Sirius replies slowly. "And what have you been up to?"

"Just playing some cards with two very lovely ladies," Remus replies with a smile.

"Indeed," James states, smiling at Lilly.

She rolls her eyes and stands up. "I should be going. I'm supposed to be meeting Anna and Molly. Hermione, would you like to come?"

"Sure, she replies standing up and offering her hand to Remus.

Remus takes it and she helps to his feet. "I had a great time Remus, thank you," Hermione states, standing on the top of her toes to give Remus a kiss on the cheek.

"It was most certainly my pleasure," Remus says, blushing.

Hermione follows Lilly to the door. "Good night boys," she says with a smile, ignoring the look that Sirius was giving her.

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