I landed hard with a thump on what felt like a patch of grass, the cold air stinging my bare skin. I laid there for a moment, stilling my dizzy head and rapidly beating heart. I Felt fine, other than the hangover I was already nursing and I opened my eyes to see where I was. I obviously wasn't in my room anymore that was for sure. I looked about to see that I was in a forest near the edge and I could see a castle in the distance. It was Hogwarts.
I wondered why my broken time turner would bring me to Hogwarts of all places, and hoped to god that I hadn't gone back in time too far other wise it wouldn't be very good for me. All thoughts ceased my mind when I heard a howl and then the sound of large animals running towards me. I struggled to my feet and backed away until I hit a tree. What looked like two animals raced towards me and as they came closer I could see that one was a big black dog, reminiscent of the grim and that the other was fully grown stag.
I thought that they were going to run right into me before they stopped right in front me. The dog cocked his head to the side as if it were curious and the stag just stared unblinkingly. It was unnerving. The dog sniffed the air and then stepped closer to me, making me cower in fear. I looked into it's rather human grey eyes and something clicked inside my head.
"Padfoot." I whispered as I reached a hand out to the animagus form of Sirius. The dog looked shocked, if dogs could look that way and it shared an indecipherable look with the stag before stepping back and shifting.
It took about a minute for the dog to transform back into human form and when he was finished I noticed the man looked similar to Sirius but still different. He was younger, more wild looking. Their was a light in his eyes that wasn't there previously and he looked like he didn't have a care in the world. I stared at him as he stared at me, both of us completely stunned into silence.
"How did you know who I was?" He asked and I shook my head.
"Why are you in the forest wearing nothing but an oversized shirt?" Another voice asked and I turned quickly to see what looked like a taller, fuller version of Harry staring at me intensely, no sign of the stag anywhere. That was when I blacked out.
I woke to the sound of shouting. Their were two voice's, one angry and the other annoyed.
"WHY WOULD YOU SHOW YOURSELF TO A COMPLETE STRANGER YOU UTTER IDIOT. SHE COULD BE A DEATH EATER FOR ALL WE KNOW!" The angry voice shouted. I moaned in annoyance, my enhanced werewolf hearing couldn't take the loudness. I cringed as the annoyed voice yelled back.
"She's just a girl. Why do you think everyone is a death eater?" They demanded and I opened my eyes to see the two men that I saw transform from animal to human in the forest, arguing with a broad shouldered, scar ridden wavy light brown haired man.
"Why don't you? You're too trusting." He said and his voice was so familiar, deep and calming that I relaxed as I sat up in my bed. They paid me no attention what so ever as they continued their argument. I ignored what they were saying in order to study their features more. The tallest of the three was the one with long black hair, slightly wavy as it fell over his shoulders. He had a casual elegance about him that only enhanced his confident demeanour.
The shortest, although they were all tall, had dark brown hair that seemed to stick up all directions and every couple of seconds, he would run his hand through it, making it even more messy than before. He wore black square glasses that framed his face perfectly and his confidence was of the same standard as his friend. The other man though, he was intruding. He stood with grace and restraint. He seemed to be holding something back, that made the other two men wary of him but not at all afraid. He seemed to radiate warmth and calmness as well as something wild and animalistic at the same time.
He was a complete paradox. How can you be calm and wild at the same time? I shook my head and went on to observe the room I was in. I noticed that I was actually in a bed, with white sheets covering my body, I was still in the shirt I had snatched off of Remus's floor although it was covered in dirt now. I was in the hospital wing at Hogwarts I thought suddenly as the matron came bustling into the room and gave me a wide smile when she saw that I was awake.
She was young, in her early twenties and their was something eerily familiar about her that I just couldn't place. She wore her hair in a messy bun on top of her head and she wore a simple white nurse's dress. She was chubby in an endearing sort of way and had rosy cheeks and bright blue eyes. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was.
"Good, you're awake. Please excuse these rude blighters. They never stop. My name is Poppy Pomfrey." She said with a shake of her head as she pulled her wand from her waist band and started to run some diagnostic spells on me.
I stared at her for a moment, as the similarities clicked in my mind. I was in the past. Way in the past.
"Right, well other than a few bruises and scrapes you're perfectly fine. I just have a couple of questions dear." She said and I nodded.
"Why were you barely dressed in the forbidden forest?" She asked and I blushed at her bluntness.
"I had a mishap with a magical item. I assume it transported me there. I can assure you that I don't usually go running about in nothing but a mans shirt in the middle of forests.
I was at home, just getting out of bed actually, when it happened." I told her and she looked relieved.
"So, nobody forced you into any... Uh... unpleasant deeds?" She asked almost awkwardly.
"No, why would you think that?" I Asked, completely confused.
"Well you had some bruises around your wrists and hips that seemed to line up with sexual abuse dear." She said quietly and I couldn't help but laugh at her.
"Or a really turned on werewolf." I said before I could stop myself. I covered my mouth with my hands as I heard all conversation in the hospital wing cease as every single person turned to look at me with varying degrees of incredulousness. I blushed profusely and cursed my wolf's reckless influence.
"Right, well that settles that. I think I shall inform Dumbledore that you are awake and ready to speak with him." Poppy said before leaving the room in a hurry.
The men who were yelling at each other next to the bed across from mine, were now staring at me intensely. I couldn't help but growl at them. They raised their eyebrows but didn't turn away.
"What are you staring at me for?" I said, struggling to keep my voice from growling out the words again but failing miserably.
"So you've had sex with a werewolf? How was that? Inquiring minds would like to know." Asked the one that was probably a younger version of Sirius, with a wink to his friends.
"Well why would I tell these inquiring minds when I don't even know their names?" I said dryly and Sirius and the one who looked like Harry but was actually his father laughed.
"I'm Black, Sirius Black." Sirius said as he moved so that he could shake my hand. He surprised me by, instead of shaking it, he turned it and kissed it instead. I scowled at him as he winked up at me.
"I'm James Potter, pleasure to make your acquaintance." James said with a bow at the end of my bed, a smirk plastered on his face identical to the one that was on Sirius's. I looked to the other man and he smiled at he wolfishly. I couldn't help but smile back in the same manner.
"I'm sorry about these two gits. Unfortunately I can't even say that their not always like this because they are. I'm Remus Lupin by the way." He said and my grin fell from my face as I had a flash back of the night before.
I cried out as Remus pounded into my body hard and fast, his hands gripping my hips so hard that they were bound to leave bruises later on. He kissed my neck as he moved inside of me and I held onto his shoulders for dear life as I felt an orgasm build up inside of me and then rush through my body as he growled against my skin. The pleasure was overwhelming, but it went on and on. I shook and gasped and writhed as Remus held me down, intent on having his fill of me even when the pleasure got to be too much. He thrust in and out of my quivering core until he too, came with one last hard thrust that had me screaming.
The memory faded from my mind as I looked into the younger version of the man I had fucked the previous night and my face turned the most brilliant shade of red.
"And your name?" He asked as he cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out what caused me to have this reaction to him.
"Hermione." I said and he smiled at me once again. Before anyone else could say anything the headmaster and Poppy came back into the room. Dumbledore was younger than I remembered and I couldn't help but sigh in relief when I saw him.
I still hadn't forgiven him for using Harry the way he did, but in this situation it was better to have help than none at all.
"Boys, you are dismissed, go back to your common room. You may visit later." He said and the boys gave me one last smile before wondering out of the wing.
"Now Hermione. Would you like to enlighten us as to how you came to be at Hogwarts?" He asked kindly and I smiled up at him, noticing the familiar twinkle in his eyes.
"I had a mishap with a broken time turner, Sir." I said glancing at Poppy nervously before turning back to the Headmaster. He raised his eyebrow curiously and then turned to Poppy.
"Would you be so kind, dear, as to leave us for a few moments so that we may speak in confidence." He said and the woman nodded and went to her office. Luckily their were no other students in the hospital at the time so they could speak privately. "
"What kind of mishap?" He asked as he turned back to me.
"I bumped into my dresser and it fell off. It broke and I picked it up before I realised exactly what had fallen. I landed in the forbidden forest and Sirius and James found me." I said and he nodded along.
"I suppose you would like to know the date?" He asked with a knowing smile.
"If you would be so kind." I said.
"It is September fifteenth, 1977." He said and y eyes widened comically. This was the year that Sirius and Remus were in their last year at Hogwarts. It was really them. Oh sweet merlin, what was I going to do?
"And what year were you in before you came back to us?" The headmaster asked.
"1998," I said. "It had been five months after the second war ended. Voldemort was dead. I was just about to go back to Hogwarts for my seventh year, although I'm technically nineteen because of the use of a time turner in my third year. That's were I got it from. I skipped a year because I was on the run with someone that Voldemort wanted dead and we were trying to find... things that would help kill him." I said carefully, not wanting to give too much away before I assessed the situation.
I may not be able to change the timeline and if I passed on certain information to the Headmaster then it would undoubtable change anyway.
"So the war goes on for twenty years. That is a sad thought indeed. I know you haven't told me everything dear and I can see why you would be hesitant to do so. But time is a funny thing. Just the slightest change and so many things will be different. I will contact the unspeakable's a d inquire as to a way to send you back. "He said and I nodded
"With your being here, it would not be wise to use your real name. There is the possibility of people finding out where you are from and using you for nefarious purposes. I think it would be best if you finished your seventh year here and used a suitable cover story." He said and I nodded, thinking about all the possibilities. I really wish I had some paper and a quill so that I could put my thoughts on paper, other wise I would forget them all.
"You can be my granddaughter. My son had a child before he died, but she passed of a muggle disease before anyone could help her, the poor dear. Charles kept the baby a secret as he married a muggle with out anyone's knowledge, although I really don't know why he kept it from me, I would have been supportive. Anyway, we could say that you have come into my care after his death, which sadly was only at the start of this year, along with his dear wife Audrey. It was a death eater attack. I will leave you to come up with the finer details my dear. I will also get you access to the Dumbledore family vaults, so that you will not want for much." I started to protest at the generosity.
It was too much, but the man wouldn't hear anything of it.
"I have too much money than I am comfortable with and you using some will not even put a dent in it. You could buy thirty muggle houses and still have enough to feed the world twice over. I will inform Minerva of your situation honesty, as she will be more than helpful with your reseach. It would be beneficial for you to have some you can confide in more personally than an old man like myself. A woman's touch always does make any situation brighter I do always say.
"I think Poppy will have some clothes for you now and I will provide you with all the other necessary items that you may need. They will be in your dorm room by the end of the day. Was there anything else we need to do before we get you sorted into a house?" He asked, clearly liking having someone to take care of on a more personal level than that of the regular student.
"I don't need to be sorted again, I'm in Gryffindor and would like to stay there if that's alright with you?" I asked and shook his head.
"It would be beneficial to have the hat's point of view. You never know what other useful information he may give you." I nodded, although not very happy at the chance of not being put in gryffindor once again.
"I also have another thing to address. Before the second war ended in my time, their was a final battle. It was a full moon at the time and I was bitten by a werewolf, who also happened to be a death eater. As you know, that means that I am now a werewolf too. I have only been so for five months and am still getting used to it. I don't really feel comfortable sharing a dorm with four other girls, especially when I could hurt them." I said and he nodded again.
I had a sudden, depressing thought. In this time, no one had invented the wolfsbane potion so I was going to have to suffer through the full moon's with out it. That meant that I would have even less control of my self than usual. Shit.
"That sounds perfectly reasonable. Their is a spare room behind the portrait of the lion in the girls dorm corridor in every house, right near the top of the tower that you could use. I will see to it that it is ready for you to inhabit."
"Thank you Professor." I said and he smiled at me once again.
"I also think it would be beneficial if you changed your last name. It would be suspicious if you were to have the same name as your younger self, and then accidentally come into contact with them. I suggest taking Dumbledore as your last name. Hermione will be fine. I do believe their are a lot of fans of Shakespear that would name their children after characters so you can use that as an explanation if ever anyone asks."
"It was also the name of Helen of Troy's daughter I think." I said automatically, causing Dumbledore to laugh.
"I will let you get settled in then. Dinner in the great hall should be starting soon, so I can introduce you then and have the head girl and boy show you to your new room."