As Hermione glided through the corridors, making her way to Gryffindor tower, she saw someone walking towards her. Greasy hair, large hooked nose, and an intense scowl on his face - she recognized Snape immediately. How strange it was that the only students she had run into, within her first few hours, were people she'd known.

When he seemed to have noticed her, his scowl smoothed out and his eyes went wide, before he rearranged his expression back into the unfriendly, cruel mask he seemed incapable of removing. She imagined that momentary expression of surprise was due to her new found stunning beauty.

Although, this younger version of Severus Snape looked quite different than the man she had known. He was more brooding and handsome, and she was already sure that if she wasn't careful, she may end up fancying the dark boy before her.

Everyone was so attractive in the past, she found herself thinking.

As they drew closer to one another, Hermione offered an award winning smile. "Hello," she said brightly.

He stopped and gave her a once over, and nodded subtly, as if he approved of what he saw. "Who the hell are you?" he sneered. Apparently just like when he was older, the younger Snape seemed partial to sneering as well.

Hermione held out her hand, yet it was in vain, Snape merely snorted at her, so she slowly drew it back. "I'm Hermione Watson, a transfer," she explained.

To her surprise, Snape did not question her about being a transfer student, and seemed to take her at her word (again, considering there had never been a case of a student transferring to Hogwarts).

With his scowl still firmly in place, his lip curled. "What house are you in?"

Because that was important information about a person, after all.

"Gryffindor," she responded, standing up straight with pride radiating off of her.

Snape let out a humorless laugh. "We'll never be friends," he told her, before swiftly walking away.

Hermione arched an eyebrow, it was her signature expression. Hmm…a challenge, she thought as she watched him flap away, very reminiscent to the way he did as an adult. Hermione could never turn down a challenge. It was now her number one goal to befriend him, no matter what the consequences might have been.

When she arrived into the Gryffindor common room, she was welcomed by the four boys who had originally found her, and also an angelic looking, unrealistically beautiful redhead - Lily Potter, she realized.

Even though Hermione had looked drastically different than she had when she first appeared in the past, none of the boys questioned it, or seemed to notice. They all knew it was Hermione at once, and converged on her, all shouting at the same time.

"Hermione! We're so glad you're alright!" exclaimed James.

"No one that beautiful should spend her first day in the Hospital Wing," purred Sirius, as he draped his muscular arm around her shoulders, acting as if she was already his.

"Come sit with us," Remus suggested, as they towed her towards the couch and armchairs in front of the fireplace.

Peter's mouth opened, as if he was about to say something, but did not have the chance. He then quietly melted into the background of everyone there.

Lily walked over, almost floating she was so graceful, and immediately hugged her like they were old friends. When she pulled back, Hermione almost fainted again, upon seeing the familiar bottle-green eyes of her best friend resting in his young mother's face. Harry's eyes. The young woman truly had the same exact eyes as Harry. If you covered all of her face, except for her eyes, it would be like looking at Harry Potter. He had his mother's eyes.

"The boys told me all about what happened to you, you poor thing," she said in a motherly voice. Quite odd coming from a seventeen year old girl.

When they all sat down, Sirius sat down next to her, a little too close, and again wrapped his drool-worthy toned arm around her. The old Hermione would not have been comfortable with his forwardness, but since he was basically an Adonis, with charm for days, she let it go.

Remus sat on the other side of her, but made sure to keep his distance. Almost like he felt he wasn't worthy of direct human contact. Obviously she knew it was because of his lycanthropy. She wondered what kind of thinly veiled excuse she could come up with later to let him know that she was aware of his secret.

James was sat in the armchair across from Lily, and gazed upon her with hearts in his eyes. Literally, the irises of James Potters' eyes transfigured into tiny heart shapes. Hermione thought he ought to have that looked at.

Lily scoffed when she saw the way James was watching her.

"James, I've already made it clear that I am not interested. So please remove the hearts from your eyes," she scolded.

James then went on to tell Lily that it was only a matter of time before she changed her mind. He told her to give it another three and a half months, which was strange that he was so specific on the timeline.

Peter was...well it didn't matter where Peter was. All pretended as if he wasn't even there. He was irrelevant to their little bubble.

Hermione sat and chatted with her new housemates for a long time that day, and it was clear that everyone had immediately loved her and wanted her to join their group of friends without question. In no time at all, she was sure they'd consider her a fifth Marauder.

Obviously that would make befriending Severus Snape difficult. Hermione was up to the challenge. Already she was having a hard time keeping the sulking boy from her thoughts, and in a matter of a few hours, Ron was completely out of the picture.

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A/N- EM! Thank you for looking this chapter over, too! Your comments are hilarious, and I totally (haha) appreciate all the love and support! Emmett is filled with love!

And thank you to everyone who has been reading and reviewing! It's my first time dabbling with parody, so I'm hoping it comes out alright. :)