Hermione, A Time Turner, and The Marauders
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: No I don't own Harry Potter. If I did then I would have enough money to buy a really really big house over looking the beach with a huge pool. *snaps out of dream* yes, well anyway, I bet J.K Rowling is having fun in her 5 storey house over looking the beach. *goes back into little dream* . 5 minutes later. Ok anyway, I'm going to try and let you get on with the story now.
Summary: Well I don't want to give too much away, but it involves Hermione, a Time Turner, and the Marauders.
A/N - I know your probably getting annoyed right now with all these notes before the story (I sure know it would be annoying me!) but its my story and I guess I'm not going to be reading it much. just writing it. Hold on. what was I going to say.??? Oh yeh! This is like my 3rd fic, and I haven't got any flames yet (that aint an invitation to break my record) so I would appreciate (wow, my biggest word yet. I think) it if you didn't flame me! YOU HAVE BEEN ahh. whats that word? Oh yeh! WARNED!
A/N2- Sorry! It's just that I have to tell you one more thing. Its like a key, kinda thing.
** ** Means Flashback
'Italicisied' means the person is thinking.
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It was a beautiful sunny day at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry and everyone was outside, enjoying the sunlight. well almost everyone. Harry and Ron, who were now in their sixth year at Hogwarts were playing a game of wizards chess in the deserted Gryffindor Common Room, which Harry was losing at.
'Ron have you seen Hermione today?' Harry asked
'Queen to E6!' Ron said. Harry watched, frowning, as Ron's queen smashed his castle into the ground and then dragged it off the board into the pile of Harry's many other lost pieces. Harry looked at Ron's pile of pieces, which was a lot smaller than his, and frowned again. He wasn't very good at wizards chess. Ron paused, thinking.
'No. I haven't. She wasn't at breakfast was she?' Ron asked
'Bishop to A3!' Harry said. They had been playing wizards chess for a while now. Harry hadn't won a single game yet. Harry watched Ron, as he decided what to do. Finally, Ron smirked.
'Castle to A3!' Ron said triuphantly. Ron's castle knocked Harry's bishop all the way off the table. Harry raised his eyebrow and looked at the bishop lying on the floor. Ron looked at him and shrugged.
'Well I didn't see her there. I was hoping you had seen her,' Harry said, looking worried.
'Don't worry about her! She's probably in the library reading or doing homework or something!' Ron said.
'Yeh your probably right,' Harry said.
'Well we had better get back to our chess game. I think you may have a good chance of winning this one Harry,' Ron said, changing the subject. Harry raised his eyebrow, sighed, and rolled his eyes. He highly doubted he would win this game anymore then he had on any other game. But he did as Ron said, and returned to the game.
'Knight to B4!' Harry said carelessly. Ron laughed.
'Castle to B-' Ron started to say, but was interupted.
BANG! It sounded as though someone had walked into the Portrait of the Fat Lady, forgetting that it was closed. Harry and Ron looked up from their chess game. They could hear muffled voices outside, but couldn't make any words out. They couldn't determine the voices either.
'What was tha-' Harry started to ask Ron.
CRASH! Something shattered outside. It sounded a lot like glass, or a vase breaking. Then suddenly, someone screamed. Ron and Harry stood up quickly from their seats and began to walk over to the portrait. They froze when they heard the voices. Familiar voices.
'Come on Mudblood! How can you say no to this? After hanging around with Potter and Weasley for so long, I would of thought you'd be crawling to me by now!' They heard someone drawl; Malfoy Ron waved his fist around furiously and made his way towards the portrait but Harry stopped him.
'Wait,' Harry whispered.
'Wait? Wait? Someone is out there and clearly not talking to Malfoy out of their own free will! That could be someone we know!' Ron whispered, exasperated. Harry opened his mouth to say something back, but something stopped him. Another voice.
'You? How could I ever want you? You are disgusting! You're a filthy Slytherin who will one day become a death eater like his father!' The girl said. Her voice was very familiar. Too familiar. It was Hermione's.
SLAP! Hermione on the other side let out a small moan and fell to the ground. Harry didn't bother stopping Ron this time. Ron burst through the portait, closely followed by Harry, suprising Malfoy and his goons. Malfoy quickly changed his surprised look into a sneer. Harry and Ron looked at Hermione, who was laying on the ground, clutching her left side of her tear- stained face. Malfoy looked from Ron to Harry, and then to Hermione.
'Ah! Looks like someones come to save you Mudblood! It's your boyfriends, Potty and Weasel. What a surprise!' Draco then turned on Harry. 'Suppose your just looking for a bit of publicity, right Potter? Want everyone to think you're a hero? Saving Mudbloods like Granger? I guess you think that ahh. temporarily bringing down Voldemort and getting your parents killed wasn't enou-'
'Expelliramus!' Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyles wands all flew out of their hands and into Harry's, who was smirking. Malfoy clenched his fists. That really wiped the smirk of Malfoy's face!' Harry thought.
'I'd give that back right now Potter. Unless you want to join your paren-'
'Wingardium Leviosa!' Harry pointed his wand at the bookcase behind Malfoy and everyone wached as it fell on top of Malfoy and his cronies. Books and papers flew across the room, littering the floor. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were all sprawled on the floor under the bookcase. Malfoy was the first to move. He squirmed his was out from under the bookcase and stood up. He was stronger than he looked.
'You'll pay for that Potter!' Malfoy spat. Harry just smirked and started twirling Malfoy's wand between his fingers.
'Well I've got your wand,' Harry said looking at the wand. 'and you've got Crabbe and Goyle, who seem to be stuck at the moment. It looks like I have the advantage here Malfoy,' Harry said. Malfoy paused for a second, as if thinking of what to do next. He had an idea.
'Crabbe, Goyle! Get up! NOW!' Crabbe and Goyle quickly scrambled to their feet. Malfoy quickly exchanged glances with them and then span back around to face Harry, Ron and Hermione. Suddenly he lunged at Hermione, grabbed her arm and pulled her to his side, before Harry and Ron could do so much as to blink. Then he carelessly pushed her into Crabbe and Goyle, who got the message and held her so that she couldn't get away. Hermione kicked and screamed, but gave up quickly seeing who she was up against; Crabbe and Goyle.
'Ha! Well now it looks like I've got Granger too. Looks like the advantage has been passed back to me Potter,' Malfoy sneered. Harry exchanged worried glances with Ron. What were they going to do now?
'What do you want Malfoy?' Harry asked, clenching his fist.
'Hmm. let me think. Well I want our wands back for a start,' Malfoy drawled. Harry exchanged glances with Ron again. Ron nodded his head, nervously. They didn't want Malfoy to do anything to Hermione.
'Anything else?' Harry said, resentfully, as he threw Malfoy the wands. Malfoy caught them and then threw Crabbe and Goyle's wands back to them, who caught them easily with their huge hands, while still managing to keep a hold on Hermione.
'Yeh, there is. I'll have your wands too!' Malfoy smirked. Harry and Ron froze.
'Our wands? We can't give you our wands! We need them!' Ron blurted out.
'Well whats more improtant to you Weasley? Your wands or Granger?' Malfoy laughed. Ron and Harry glared at them. Harry and Ron threw their wands in Malfoys direction, who carelessly picked them off and started to walk off.
'Hey! What about Hermione?' Ron yelled. Malfoy laughed.
'Granger? I never made any deal about that. You were stupid enough to give me your wands!' Malfoy said over his shoulder. Ron and Harry stood frozen, dumbstruck.
'Petrificus Totalus!' Ron and Harry were able to dodge it before Malfoy's curse hit them. The ducked behind the bookcase that Harry had thrown on Malfoy a few minutes ago, and used it as a shield. Malfoy kept aimlessly throwing spells at them.
'What are we going to do now?' Ron asked Harry.
'I don't know! He has our wands, and Hermione!' Harry said hopelessly.
'What do you want Malfoy?' Harry yelled out from behind the bookcase. No one answered. 'Malfoy?' Silence. Harry and Ron scrambled out from behind the bookcase to find no one there. The floor was covered with books and paper, but Malfoy and Hermione were no were to be seen.
'Their gone! Gone! Now what?' Ron said.
'Well they can't of gone far! We'll. we'll just look for them,' Harry said, nodding his head assuringly.
'Harry are you mad? This is Hogwarts we are talking about, not a small house! It will take us ages to find them!' Ron yelled at him.
'Well it's the only plan we have so far. Lets hurry!'
~*~*~*~*~*~
Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle ran through the deserted corridors, bringing a screaming Hermione with them. They ran down the stairs until they reached the dungeons, then they slowed down. Hermione's screams echoed throughout the dungeons.
'Granger shut up or I'll make you!' Malfoy spat. Hermioe instantly stopped screaming, and stared at the ground silently.
'So what do you suppose we do to her?' Malfoy drawled to Crabbe and Goyle.
'Lets lock her in a room!' Crabbe said stupidly.
'No! Lets lock her in a little cupboard so she starves to death!' Goyle said to Crabbe.
'I think we should keep her in the Slytherin Common Room! No one would find her there! And its not like any of the Slytherin's are going to tell any of the teachers! They all hate her!' Malfoy said back to them. They continued to blabber on about what to do to Hermione for a while. Hermione suddenly had an idea. She slowly slipped her hand into her pocket. 'Yes it's still there!' Hermione thought as she touched her wand in her pocket. 'Thank god Malfoy didn't get it!' Hermione thought. She nervously glanced over at the three Slytherin's who were still trying to decide on what to do with Hermione. 'One. Two. Thr-'
BANG! CRASH!
Hermione, who was about to hex Malfoy, quickly span around towards the source of the noise. Ron and Harry had just burst into the dungeons. Hermione acted quickly.
'Petrificus Totalus!' Her spell which was originally aimed at Malfoy, missed him. Hermione quickly ran over towards Harry and Ron, but not quick enough.
'Stupefy!' Malfoy yelled and pointed his wand towards Hermione's retreating back. Hermione fell hard to the cold stone ground. Something smashed underneath her and gold dust filled the air, followed by a flash of a bright white light. When the light and dust lifted, Hermione was gone.
A/N- Oooh. well I hope you liked it, and well if you didn't then well. too bad I guess. You can flame me if you want to. I can't stop you. but yeh. who wants flames when you can have NICE reviews? Hehehe. Well thanks for reading! I'll try as hard as I can to submit another chapter within this week! Reviews might make me hurry up. Oh and suggestions are always welcome!
~Marauders Gal~ (aka Emma or Remy)
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: No I don't own Harry Potter. If I did then I would have enough money to buy a really really big house over looking the beach with a huge pool. *snaps out of dream* yes, well anyway, I bet J.K Rowling is having fun in her 5 storey house over looking the beach. *goes back into little dream* . 5 minutes later. Ok anyway, I'm going to try and let you get on with the story now.
Summary: Well I don't want to give too much away, but it involves Hermione, a Time Turner, and the Marauders.
A/N - I know your probably getting annoyed right now with all these notes before the story (I sure know it would be annoying me!) but its my story and I guess I'm not going to be reading it much. just writing it. Hold on. what was I going to say.??? Oh yeh! This is like my 3rd fic, and I haven't got any flames yet (that aint an invitation to break my record) so I would appreciate (wow, my biggest word yet. I think) it if you didn't flame me! YOU HAVE BEEN ahh. whats that word? Oh yeh! WARNED!
A/N2- Sorry! It's just that I have to tell you one more thing. Its like a key, kinda thing.
** ** Means Flashback
'Italicisied' means the person is thinking.
~*~*~*~*~*~
It was a beautiful sunny day at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry and everyone was outside, enjoying the sunlight. well almost everyone. Harry and Ron, who were now in their sixth year at Hogwarts were playing a game of wizards chess in the deserted Gryffindor Common Room, which Harry was losing at.
'Ron have you seen Hermione today?' Harry asked
'Queen to E6!' Ron said. Harry watched, frowning, as Ron's queen smashed his castle into the ground and then dragged it off the board into the pile of Harry's many other lost pieces. Harry looked at Ron's pile of pieces, which was a lot smaller than his, and frowned again. He wasn't very good at wizards chess. Ron paused, thinking.
'No. I haven't. She wasn't at breakfast was she?' Ron asked
'Bishop to A3!' Harry said. They had been playing wizards chess for a while now. Harry hadn't won a single game yet. Harry watched Ron, as he decided what to do. Finally, Ron smirked.
'Castle to A3!' Ron said triuphantly. Ron's castle knocked Harry's bishop all the way off the table. Harry raised his eyebrow and looked at the bishop lying on the floor. Ron looked at him and shrugged.
'Well I didn't see her there. I was hoping you had seen her,' Harry said, looking worried.
'Don't worry about her! She's probably in the library reading or doing homework or something!' Ron said.
'Yeh your probably right,' Harry said.
'Well we had better get back to our chess game. I think you may have a good chance of winning this one Harry,' Ron said, changing the subject. Harry raised his eyebrow, sighed, and rolled his eyes. He highly doubted he would win this game anymore then he had on any other game. But he did as Ron said, and returned to the game.
'Knight to B4!' Harry said carelessly. Ron laughed.
'Castle to B-' Ron started to say, but was interupted.
BANG! It sounded as though someone had walked into the Portrait of the Fat Lady, forgetting that it was closed. Harry and Ron looked up from their chess game. They could hear muffled voices outside, but couldn't make any words out. They couldn't determine the voices either.
'What was tha-' Harry started to ask Ron.
CRASH! Something shattered outside. It sounded a lot like glass, or a vase breaking. Then suddenly, someone screamed. Ron and Harry stood up quickly from their seats and began to walk over to the portrait. They froze when they heard the voices. Familiar voices.
'Come on Mudblood! How can you say no to this? After hanging around with Potter and Weasley for so long, I would of thought you'd be crawling to me by now!' They heard someone drawl; Malfoy Ron waved his fist around furiously and made his way towards the portrait but Harry stopped him.
'Wait,' Harry whispered.
'Wait? Wait? Someone is out there and clearly not talking to Malfoy out of their own free will! That could be someone we know!' Ron whispered, exasperated. Harry opened his mouth to say something back, but something stopped him. Another voice.
'You? How could I ever want you? You are disgusting! You're a filthy Slytherin who will one day become a death eater like his father!' The girl said. Her voice was very familiar. Too familiar. It was Hermione's.
SLAP! Hermione on the other side let out a small moan and fell to the ground. Harry didn't bother stopping Ron this time. Ron burst through the portait, closely followed by Harry, suprising Malfoy and his goons. Malfoy quickly changed his surprised look into a sneer. Harry and Ron looked at Hermione, who was laying on the ground, clutching her left side of her tear- stained face. Malfoy looked from Ron to Harry, and then to Hermione.
'Ah! Looks like someones come to save you Mudblood! It's your boyfriends, Potty and Weasel. What a surprise!' Draco then turned on Harry. 'Suppose your just looking for a bit of publicity, right Potter? Want everyone to think you're a hero? Saving Mudbloods like Granger? I guess you think that ahh. temporarily bringing down Voldemort and getting your parents killed wasn't enou-'
'Expelliramus!' Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyles wands all flew out of their hands and into Harry's, who was smirking. Malfoy clenched his fists. That really wiped the smirk of Malfoy's face!' Harry thought.
'I'd give that back right now Potter. Unless you want to join your paren-'
'Wingardium Leviosa!' Harry pointed his wand at the bookcase behind Malfoy and everyone wached as it fell on top of Malfoy and his cronies. Books and papers flew across the room, littering the floor. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were all sprawled on the floor under the bookcase. Malfoy was the first to move. He squirmed his was out from under the bookcase and stood up. He was stronger than he looked.
'You'll pay for that Potter!' Malfoy spat. Harry just smirked and started twirling Malfoy's wand between his fingers.
'Well I've got your wand,' Harry said looking at the wand. 'and you've got Crabbe and Goyle, who seem to be stuck at the moment. It looks like I have the advantage here Malfoy,' Harry said. Malfoy paused for a second, as if thinking of what to do next. He had an idea.
'Crabbe, Goyle! Get up! NOW!' Crabbe and Goyle quickly scrambled to their feet. Malfoy quickly exchanged glances with them and then span back around to face Harry, Ron and Hermione. Suddenly he lunged at Hermione, grabbed her arm and pulled her to his side, before Harry and Ron could do so much as to blink. Then he carelessly pushed her into Crabbe and Goyle, who got the message and held her so that she couldn't get away. Hermione kicked and screamed, but gave up quickly seeing who she was up against; Crabbe and Goyle.
'Ha! Well now it looks like I've got Granger too. Looks like the advantage has been passed back to me Potter,' Malfoy sneered. Harry exchanged worried glances with Ron. What were they going to do now?
'What do you want Malfoy?' Harry asked, clenching his fist.
'Hmm. let me think. Well I want our wands back for a start,' Malfoy drawled. Harry exchanged glances with Ron again. Ron nodded his head, nervously. They didn't want Malfoy to do anything to Hermione.
'Anything else?' Harry said, resentfully, as he threw Malfoy the wands. Malfoy caught them and then threw Crabbe and Goyle's wands back to them, who caught them easily with their huge hands, while still managing to keep a hold on Hermione.
'Yeh, there is. I'll have your wands too!' Malfoy smirked. Harry and Ron froze.
'Our wands? We can't give you our wands! We need them!' Ron blurted out.
'Well whats more improtant to you Weasley? Your wands or Granger?' Malfoy laughed. Ron and Harry glared at them. Harry and Ron threw their wands in Malfoys direction, who carelessly picked them off and started to walk off.
'Hey! What about Hermione?' Ron yelled. Malfoy laughed.
'Granger? I never made any deal about that. You were stupid enough to give me your wands!' Malfoy said over his shoulder. Ron and Harry stood frozen, dumbstruck.
'Petrificus Totalus!' Ron and Harry were able to dodge it before Malfoy's curse hit them. The ducked behind the bookcase that Harry had thrown on Malfoy a few minutes ago, and used it as a shield. Malfoy kept aimlessly throwing spells at them.
'What are we going to do now?' Ron asked Harry.
'I don't know! He has our wands, and Hermione!' Harry said hopelessly.
'What do you want Malfoy?' Harry yelled out from behind the bookcase. No one answered. 'Malfoy?' Silence. Harry and Ron scrambled out from behind the bookcase to find no one there. The floor was covered with books and paper, but Malfoy and Hermione were no were to be seen.
'Their gone! Gone! Now what?' Ron said.
'Well they can't of gone far! We'll. we'll just look for them,' Harry said, nodding his head assuringly.
'Harry are you mad? This is Hogwarts we are talking about, not a small house! It will take us ages to find them!' Ron yelled at him.
'Well it's the only plan we have so far. Lets hurry!'
~*~*~*~*~*~
Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle ran through the deserted corridors, bringing a screaming Hermione with them. They ran down the stairs until they reached the dungeons, then they slowed down. Hermione's screams echoed throughout the dungeons.
'Granger shut up or I'll make you!' Malfoy spat. Hermioe instantly stopped screaming, and stared at the ground silently.
'So what do you suppose we do to her?' Malfoy drawled to Crabbe and Goyle.
'Lets lock her in a room!' Crabbe said stupidly.
'No! Lets lock her in a little cupboard so she starves to death!' Goyle said to Crabbe.
'I think we should keep her in the Slytherin Common Room! No one would find her there! And its not like any of the Slytherin's are going to tell any of the teachers! They all hate her!' Malfoy said back to them. They continued to blabber on about what to do to Hermione for a while. Hermione suddenly had an idea. She slowly slipped her hand into her pocket. 'Yes it's still there!' Hermione thought as she touched her wand in her pocket. 'Thank god Malfoy didn't get it!' Hermione thought. She nervously glanced over at the three Slytherin's who were still trying to decide on what to do with Hermione. 'One. Two. Thr-'
BANG! CRASH!
Hermione, who was about to hex Malfoy, quickly span around towards the source of the noise. Ron and Harry had just burst into the dungeons. Hermione acted quickly.
'Petrificus Totalus!' Her spell which was originally aimed at Malfoy, missed him. Hermione quickly ran over towards Harry and Ron, but not quick enough.
'Stupefy!' Malfoy yelled and pointed his wand towards Hermione's retreating back. Hermione fell hard to the cold stone ground. Something smashed underneath her and gold dust filled the air, followed by a flash of a bright white light. When the light and dust lifted, Hermione was gone.
A/N- Oooh. well I hope you liked it, and well if you didn't then well. too bad I guess. You can flame me if you want to. I can't stop you. but yeh. who wants flames when you can have NICE reviews? Hehehe. Well thanks for reading! I'll try as hard as I can to submit another chapter within this week! Reviews might make me hurry up. Oh and suggestions are always welcome!
~Marauders Gal~ (aka Emma or Remy)