Poppy had given me a knee length black dress of her own, that fit perfectly as I was also of the curvy persuasion. It was long sleaved, so it covered my mudblood scar, not that I particularly cared if it was shown or not, but it was better not to flaunt it, considering I was now a half blood, curtsy of Dumbledore's generosity. I was also gifted with some tights that covered my scarred legs after Poppy saw them and asked if I was comfortable with people seeing them or not. I agreed it probably wasn't a good idea to draw attention to them. Poppy then lead me to the Great Hall in time to hear the end of Dumbledore's speech. "

"Ah here they come now. We have a new transfer student and I hope that you will treat her with the utmost respect and kindness. Hermione Dumbledore. If you would be so kind as to come up here and be sorted dear." The headmaster said and every head in the room turned to look at me. The Slytherins sneered, the Hufflepuffs smiled, the Ravenclaws studied me and the Gryffindors were just curious. I made my way up to my 'grandfather' and sat on the stool he was standing next to and he placed the hat on my head.
"Ah, a time traveller. It's not every day that I encounter one of those." The hat told me smugly and I smiled at his familiar presence in my mind.

I used my proficient occulimency skills to block most of my memories from the future and the hat huffed in annoyance.
"Hiding things from me I see. You are very clever I'll give you that. Maybe Ravenclaw?" He asked.
"I would prefer Gryffindor, if you don't mind. I was sorted there the first time around." I said as my eyes drifted over to the house I was accustomed to. It would be easy for me to settle into the familiarity of Gryffindor.

"But change is good, even in the predicament you find yourself in. Your choice, though is the main consideration. Only you can decide, everyone else merely suggests." The hat said and then shouted "Gryffindor." I smiled at Professor Dumbledore and made my way over to the table that was currently yelling, screaming, clapping wildly and cat calling. The excitement was met with a shy smile from me as I made my way over to a familiar face that was waving me over. It was Remus. I couldn't help myself from walking over to him. I could smell him in the crowd, his scent more prominent than all the others, drawing me in.

He smelled of fresh parchment, ink, cinnamon and chocolate. I was helpless to resist. As the food appeared on the table, Remus made some room in between himself and Sirius. I smiled gratefully to him.
"So you're a Dumbledore, eh?" Sirius said before Remus could utter a word. Remus and I shared a look and then I turned to Sirius as I began filling my plate with food. considering I hadn't had any substantial amounts of food since yesterday at lunch, I found myself to be quite hungry.
"I am." I responded.

"Related to the old man?" He asked, jerking his thump up to the head table.
"He's my Grandfather." I said and Sirius's eyes widened in understanding.
"So flirting with you might get me a detention if you so desired?" He said, a slight smirk on his face, as if he were going to take it as a challenge. My wolfish influence caused me to smile, seductively at him and lean in closer.
"I am an excellent actor. If I so desired, I could exaggerate and say you were sexually harassing me. If I'm correct, that can result in expulsion, right?" I purred into his ear and his cheeks went slightly red.

He looked at me with surprise and then the smirk was back.
"I think you and I are going to get along fine." He said with a laugh and I laughed along with him as Remus smiled and James looked on from the other side of the table in confusion, obviously not having heard the conversation. After that, dinner went seemingly fast as I listened to the marauders banter back and forth. I was introduced to a handful of other seventh year Gryffindors including Alice and Frank, Marlene, Dorcus and Lily Evans. The head girl, as I was informed by James with a smug grin.

"And I'm head boy which means I get to share living quarters with the lovely woman. It's going to be a fantastic year." James said. Lily was beautiful and I could see why James loved her so much. She had dark auburn hair that cascaded down her back, flawless skin and startling emerald eyes that made me think of Harry. But the most captivating thing about her was her aura. She had this calm, inviting persona, that seemed absolutely entrancing and it pulled you in. She was in her element at the table, taking and laughing with her friends. Her eyes shined when she laughed. Harry would love to know that about his mother.

"So, what classes are you taking?" Remus asked from beside me, snapping me out of the trance Lily had me under. I shook my head, ridding my self of the awe and turned to focus my attention on Remus. I couldn't help the blush that graced my cheeks every time I looked at him, the memories from the night before flashing in my mind, reminding me that I had sex with him not twenty four hours earlier. He was oblivious to my inner plight, though curious to the blush. I answered his question, trying my hardest to keep the stutter out of my voice
"I'm not too sure. I have to talk to Minerva- I mean Professor McGonagall after dinner is finished to find out." I said and he nodded along.

"Well I'm sure it won't be too difficult to figure out. What school did you come from?" He asked and I racked my brain for the information.
"I used to live in France with my mother and father and I attended the magical school there." I said.
"France you say? You don't have an accent." Remus said. Fuck.
"My parents were both British like my grandfather. My Dad moved there for work when I was really little. I can speak fluent French, but my English has always had a British accent." I said and he nodded again.

"So when you speak French you have a French accent?" He asked with a grin. I grinned back.
"Yeah."
"What's this about French accents? I love a good French accent. Dead sexy if you ask me." Butted in Sirius with a sly smile directed at me. I resisted rolling my eyes but as I looked over to Remus, he was doing exactly that.
"You just have to turn every thing into a conversation about sex don't you, Padfoot?" Remus said exasperatedly.

"Donc, vous parlez francais..." Sirius said and I looked over to his handsome face in surprise.
"Je fais. Ou avez-vous appris?" I asked, curious. I never knew that he could speak French. In my time, he never spoke it to my knowledge nor said anything about the skill.
"Ma mere m'a fait apprendre quand je vivais a la maison." He said. So it was something that the terrible Walburga black made him learn. That explains his reluctance in the future to admit it.

We shared a moment of companionable silence and then turned to face everyone else at the table. Every person in hearing range was staring at us.
"That," Lily said, "was totally hot." James raised an eyebrow at her and then turned back to me.
"Hermione, can you teach me how to speak French?" He asked and everyone burst out laughing as Lily blushed and James gave her a sheepish look. I wondered if they were together yet, or just on the way to being so. I nudged Remus in the side to get his attention.
"What was that all about?" I asked and he smiled at me.

"It's an ongoing obsession on James's part and a new infatuation on Lily's. They're practically dancing around one another at the moment. Sirius and Frank have a betting pool going to see when they will get together. We have people from every house in on it and even some of the teachers too." I smiled at him as I observed Lily laugh at something James said. IT wasn't long now by the looks of it. Just sitting here, in amongst these people, made me feel furiously angry that in my time, most of them were dead. I couldn't imagine a world with out Lily's faire like laughter and soft smiles, or James twinkling eyes and eager personality.

A sudden wave of sorrow washed over me at the thought that I wouldn't be able to save any of them. In a few short years they would all either be dead or alone and there wasn't a single thing that I could do. I vowed then and there, to get to know James and Lily as well as possible in my time in the passed, so that I would have something to bring back for Harry. If I couldn't save them, at least I could give Harry the memories I had of them together.

"You suddenly have a very determined look on your face." Remus observed, causing me to snap out of my inner monologue and look at him with a blush on my face once again.
"Just vowing to save the world." I said jokingly and he smiled, going back to his dinner.

After dinner was finished, Lily offered to show me where the Gryffindor tower was.
"That'd be great Lily, but I have to talk to Professor McGonagall about classes first." I said apologetically.
"No worries. I can wait. We can't have you getting lost on your first day here." She said with a smile and then went to stand with Dorcus and Marlene at the door.
"Professor." I said as McGonagall made her way over to me.

"Yes dear. Albus has informed me of your situation. But what can you do?" She was younger than I remembered her to be, which was to be expected as it was twenty years earlier than when I saw her last. She had a smooth, wrinkleless face and seemed to be far less strict than in my time.
"I'm getting used to the idea. The Headmaster has been very accommodating. I was wondering if you could help me with classes, seeing as I'm not actually enrolled in any yet." I said and she nodded along.
"What classes were you in previously?" She asked.

"Well, I finished my sixth year and then had to go into hiding because of certain circumstances as you can understand. But I got all outstanding's on my O.W.L.S. I did potions, defence against the dark arts, herbology, charms, transfigurations, arithmacy, muggle studies and care of magical creatures." I said and she nodded.
"Right well in seventh year you only need six classes and with your extra curricular interests you might want to take full advantage of the spacious timetable only six subjects would afford you." I hadn't thought about that before. It was a good idea.

It would give me the time I needed to scour through the library for any information on how to get back to my time.
"That sounds agreeable. In that case can I drop arithmacy and muggle studies?" I asked and she nodded in agreement.
"I will send out an owl tonight to order the necessary books and supplies you will be needing. They will be here in the morning for your use along with some extra sets of clothing. I am sure there is already a uniform waiting for you in your room." She said and I nodded.

"I was wondering if you could have a pair of trousers made up for me instead of a skirt. I have scars you see, due to my condition, similar to that of Mr Lupin if you understand. I don't want to have to be answering questions about it." I said and she looked somewhat shocked.
"How did you know about Mr Lupin's affliction?" She asked.
"I can smell it, Professor. And even if I couldn't, I know him in the future." I said.

"I think that will be doable."
"Thank you Professor. Lily is waiting for me so I think I'll head to bed now if that's all right?" I asked and she nodded.
"Of course. You must be tired after all. You've had a quite the adventure this past day." She said. If only she knew the trouble I got into with Harry, this would seem like a piece of cake in comparison.