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Hermione found Dumbledore's office without too much trouble having only been there all to many times in her school years that even having technically finished she wqas completing nonetheless.

As she stood before the gargoyle she realized she hadn't the slightest clue as to what the password was and puzzled over it for a while.

"I don't suppose you could just let me in could you?" the gargoyle simply stared down at her.

"Please?" there was still no response.

"Tilid Rod." She jumped and turned to see who spoke only to see a young redheaded freckle spalttered boy heading toward her smiling happily.

He grinned and stretched out his hand, "Arthur. Arthur Weasley. I have you in Charms Professor."

She stared at his hand for a moment before reaching out and shaking his hand.

"I suppose Tilid Rod is the password then?" She quirked her eyebrow at her future best friend's future father and watched as his face split into a somehow wider grin.

"Yes Professor, it is apparently a very popular sweet down in Hogsmeade at the moment though I wouldn't know at the momentas we haven't yet been here long enough this year to go. I do hear they are rather delicious but while I would love to taste one I think I would like to try some of those muggles' sweets sometime…"

She watched as he stared off into the distance at nothing, clearly imaginaing the sweets already.

She stood looking at nothing with him too, thinking of how she couldn't believe how this was happening and how she had to get back.

"Well, I'd best be off now then." She flinched at his sudden unexpected voice.

As he began to walk away she couldn't help but let her teacher instinct peek out from her lost student self, "Are prefect I suppose?"

He stopped and turned back to her, "Head Boy actually. I couldn't believe it when it arrived honestly. Who would have thought?"

She nodded thoughtfully and gave him a little wave, "Good night then."

He grinned and laughed a little at her awkward attitude and returned her wave, "Good night Professor Benly."

She watched him as he walked away antil he disappeared from her sight then turned to the gargoyle and glared up at its unpleaseant face, "Tilid Rod."

She could have sworn she heard it laughing at her as it let her in.

She found her way to Dumbledore's office with ease as she had been within all too many times in her own opinion.

She knocked politely upont the door and was mildly surprised when it failed to swing open. She knocked again and when there was no answer she let herself in.

She was surprised to find Dumbledore sitting at his desk with Fawkes at his side as always and with a forlorn looking house elf sitting upon one of the chairs.

The elf was bawling over a grubby old unrecognizable portrait of someone or somethingbut Hermione honestly couldn't tell what was meant to be depicted. Normally Hermione would have rushed to comfort the crying elf but the found that this time she froze as she took in the little elf.

"Yilla?" Both the elf and Dumbledore looked up in surprise as she spoke, both wondering quietly what she was doing in his office.

Yilla stood and wiped her face clear of tears rather pathetically and gave a sad little curtsy to Hermione, "Yes I is Yill. Thou Yill wonder how Mizz Ben learns Yilla name when Yilla has not given its yet Mizz Ben."

Hermione barely heard what she said after as she spoke quietly and sadly, "Not that it matter anymore Yilla. For Yilla lost Yilla's friends she did. Yilla lost them and now she is alone agains. And oh Yilla is so lonely!"

Hermione watched as the little figure bagan to cry a river in Dumbledore's office.

When Dumbledore looked to her he could tell by his strange magic-like sense that something was wrong and gently sent the still crying Yilla to her new job in the kitchens.

When Yilla was gone he turned back to the witch who had barged into his office, "How can I be of help Professor Benly?"

She frowned, "For one my name isn't Kara Benly, it is Hermione Granger. For the other matter, I don't belong here. Im from the future sir." She watched as she officially became the only person she knew to make Albus blink in surprise.

It wasn't everyday you met someone from the future even for him after all.

"Oh dear, well that could a problem now couldn't it? Good thing I keep a time turner for just such an occasion eh?"

She nodded as he began to rummage through his desk in search for it and watched as he came up empty handed.

"I doont seem to have it with me at the moment my dear,I daresay ive lost it…" He seemed puzzled and Hermione wracked her brain for naything tha could be of use to the search.

"Try under the gillyweed supply in your second drawer in the secret compartment in your desk sir. That is where you have it when you let me borrow it in the future when I decide to take extra classes."

He stared at he for a moment and, without taking his eyes off of her, reached for his second drawer. He removed the gillyweed supply and then apused as he opened the compartment and pulled the time turner.

He turned surprised eyes on her and smiled, "Clever of me to hide it so well and very good of you to remember where it was I found it. Here you go then dear, I suppose you already know how it works. All I ask is that you return it to me when you return to your time."

She didn't want to be the one to tell him that in her time, he wasn't there.

So instead she placed the trinket around her neck and began to turn the clock,closing her eys whne she reached the arpropraite amount of turns and witing for the familiar feeling of traveling time.

But she felt nothing.

She opened her eyes and found Dumbledore staring at her wonderingly, "It seems you have a slight problem Miss Granger. It would appear that your simply not destined to return to your time yet…"

She nodded numbly and quietly handed him back the time turner and headed for the door, "Miss Granger?"

She stopped and turned to see what Dumbledore wanted and noticed he had a twinkle in his eye like he always did when something exciting happened, "Since it seems you will be staying with us I recommend that you change your appearance so as to not cause any… confusion in the future."

She nodded and again turned to the door and left.

As she made her way back to her room she summoned a mirror and looked at her reflection. With brown eyes and brown hair with a little dusting of freckles, there wasn't much that made her noticeable but she still understood the need to change. Her only noticeable feature in her opinion that would giver away was her overly bushy hair.

She had had no end of teasing because of it but it had also had its good sides…

Hermione sat in her normal spot in the Gryfindor common room, reading away as though there wasn't anything in the world wrong.

She continued reading when one of the many Weasleys plopped down beside her and began to stare. She felt her fce grow red beneath his gaze but made no move to be the first to speak.

"What did you do?"

She looked up to see Fred Weasley turn his face to the fire and away from her and wondered for a moment what he was talking about. Then with a silent 'oh' her hand found its way to her hair.

"Ah, I… I straitened it I suppose."

Fred continued to stare at the fire and she went back to reading.

"Why?"

She lowered her book again, "Why? I don't know, I got sick and tired of all of their teasing and it became just such a hassle I decided to try it out… does it look bad?"

He looked at her again and measured up her hair and her face and them together and then finally his survival rate, "…I hate it."

Her face fell and she nearly dropped her book in surprise befor standing quickly, "Why you… Fred Weasley! You are the most insensitive, big-headed, pea brained, arrogant, oafish, foolish, irresponsible pig nosed prat that I have ever had the displeasure of meeting! Not to menton that you are about as gentlemanly and fashionable as a taod!"

With that she turned away and left his twin to take him to the infirmary. The next morning they had walked in and smothered their laughter for he came in with a smartly dressed toad who tipped his hat at all who passed and she came in with her hair bud=shy as ever…

She sighed and raised her wand, giving a little wave s she closed her eyes in concentration. When she opened her eyes they were green and her hair strait strawberry blonde. Her freckles were gone any scars she had earned in the War were long gone thanks to the magic.

And thanks to the magic, she was now a stranger to herself and all of her friends who went by the name Kara Benly…

And it seemed that she had quite a lot to do before she saw them again.

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