Seventeen year-old Hermione Granger walked down the corridor to Transfiguration, feeling happier than she had done in a long time. Harry Potter was her boyfriend and she was top in her year. Nothing could spoil the mood she was in, especially after what had happened the night before. Hermione had straightened her hair, so that now, it fell down to her waist. Her beautiful brown eyes sparkled all the time and this act in itself was enough to make the entire male population d-r-o-o-l.

"Hey Hermione" Hermione turned to see Ron standing there, smiling. Ron had accepted them going out, he only liked her as a friend anyway, but he didn't get to spend as much time with Harry as he used to. With Quidditch and Hermione, there wasn't really much time for a guys' night together. Hermione smiled back.

"Hiya Ron, what's up?"

"I wanted to talk to you about the Potions assignment, I still don't quite understand it" Ron said, shuffling his feet.

"No problem, tell you what. Meet me in the common room at seven, we'll discuss it then, okay?" Ron nodded.

"Thanks Hermione, you're the greatest!" and with that, he ran off. Hermione carried on walking to the Transfiguration class, nothing could spoil her happiness.

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Hermione quickly seated herself next to Harry and took out some parchment and a quill. Harry grinned as he lazily leaned back in his chair.

"Hello Mione. How are you this beautiful morning? Wait, what am I saying? Nothing could be more beautiful than you" Hermione giggled.

"Real smooth Harry" Harry flashed her a grin.

"Sorry, can't I pay my girlfriend a few compliments?" Harry smiled broadly when she kissed him on the cheek. As she pulled away from his cheek, Harry grabbed hold of her and kissed her passionately on the lips. Everyone in the class was watching, but neither of them seemed to care. Well, not until McGonagall walked in and yelled at them.

"IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" She screamed at them after class. Hermione bit her lip to stop herself from laughing. It was only a kiss, what was the big deal? It was then that she'd realized that she'd changed. She wasn't always uptight about school work, she was still a Miss-Know-It-All, but she was turning into Harry and Ron. They'd transformed her and Hermione knew that it was good in some ways.

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"Oh Harry. I've forgotten my Transfiguration books. I'll be back in a few minutes" Hermione told him. They were in the Gryffindor common room.

"Hey, I'll come with you" Harry said brightly. Hermione couldn't help grinning when Harry stood up and linked his arm with hers.

As they walked to the Transfiguration room, little did they know that they were being followed.

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As soon as they entered the Transfiguration room, Harry quickly shut the door and kissed Hermione. She responded, but stopped on hearing a noise outside. She quickly grabbed a hold of her books.

"Mione, it's alright. No one's out there"

"Still . . ." she replied uneasily "Let's just get back to the common room, okay?" Harry nodded.

"Okay"

Hermione crossed the room and opened the door, only to find Draco Malfoy standing there, his eyes glittering maliciously. Harry scowled as he whipped out his wand.

"What do you want Malfoy?" he spat.

Malfoy chose to ignore Harry as he stared at Hermione.

"Well, hello there Mudblood, fancy seeing you here" Hermione's left eye twitched, a sign of danger.

"What do you want Malfoy?" she whispered angrily.

"Oh, I just thought I'd drop by and see what you're doing" he said, sounding casual. Hermione narrowed her eyes, what was Malfoy up to?

"Harry, let's go" she made to leave the room, but Malfoy stepped in front of her, blocking her way. Hermione scowled as she roughly pushed him. He grabbed a hold of something around her neck as he fell. Hermione's eyes widened in shock when she realized that it was her time-turner. As it broke, she knelt and touched it. Harry gasped, realizing what was about to happen, he ran forward, but it seemed to be in slow motion because by the time he got to Hermione, she was gone.

Harry gritted his teeth as he turned to glare at Malfoy, his wand gripped in his hand.

"What-the-hell-have-you-done?" he whispered dangerously through gritted teeth.

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When Hermione came round, she found herself in the Hospital Wing. She blearily opened her eyes, how did she get here? Sitting beside her was Albus Dumbledore. Hermione gasped and sat bolt upright.

"Professor! It was all Malfoy's fault that it broke, I swear! I was with Harry because, well, I um, I needed to get my Transfiguration books, but . . ." she broke off, blushing. Surprisingly, Dumbledore gave her a confused look.

"May I ask who you are" Hermione stared.

"Um, I'm Hermione Granger, Professor"
"And what year is it?"

"1997" Dumbledore looked surprised, then nodded.

"A time traveler, I see"

"A-what?!" Hermione cried, her jaw dropped.

"I didn't-I mean, it can't be-I can't have-" Hermione gasped as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Oh no! This is terrible!" She put her head in her hands.

"How old are you, Miss Granger?"

"I-I'm seventeen, oh, how could this happen? How?"

"Miss Granger, please do not panic, we will find a way to get you back to your original time. In the meantime, how would you feel about taking up a position of teaching?" Hermione's head snapped up as she stared at Dumbledore.

"Teaching?" she whispered "Teaching what?"

"Well, Defense against the Dark Arts" Hermione felt a small smile tug at her lips. She'd always wanted to teach.

"I'd love to Professor"

"If you end up finding the students hard to deal with, you can become a student yourself, if you wish" Hermione nodded.

"I think the last name-"

"Potter, I want to be Hermione Potter" she said suddenly. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"May I ask why" Hermione blushed.

"Well, Professor, you see, my boyfriend . . . he's Harry Potter and we- I mean, him and I-we-" Dumbledore smiled.

"It's alright Miss Granger, I understand, but sadly, we have a student in our midst that goes by the name of James Potter, it may cause suspicion if that's your last name too" Hermione blinked as she realized that he'd said 'James Potter'. She gasped and paled.

"James Potter?" she squeaked "Does that mean Lily Evans is here too? And Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew?"

"Ah, you know them? Fine students, they are" Hermione narrowed her eyes and Dumbledore looked worried.

"Is something troubling you, Miss Granger? Is this something to do with the future?"

Hermione nodded.

"In that case, do not say anything" he said sternly. Hermione sighed.

"Well, can I just be who I already am? Hermione Granger?" Dumbledore sighed, then nodded.

"Fine Miss Granger or should I say Professor Granger?" he questioned, his eyes twinkling. Hermione couldn't help smiling at that comment.

"When do I start?"

"Today if you wish. I have a list on what the students need to be taught" Hermione nodded in understanding.

"Very well then Professor D-"

"Please, just call me Albus and I'll alert the teachers of who you really are" he told her. Hermione nodded in understanding. So, today was her first day of teaching? It was hard to believe that not too long ago; she was with Harry and a student. Now she was a teacher, working alongside McGonagall and Dumbledore.

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Hermione sat down at the staff table, ready to eat something. She was absolutely starving! It was early morning, so she had about half an hour to get ready to teach. McGonagall turned to her with a small smile on her face.

"Ah, so you're the time-traveler. Do you know me in the future?" she questioned. Hermione nodded vigorously.

"Yes, you're, I mean, you were my Transfiguration teacher" McGonagall's smile widened.

"Ah, I still work here! That's good to know" Hermione smiled broadly.

"Are you looking forward to teaching?" McGonagall questioned curiously.

"Yes, I am. I think it would be wonderful to help other people. It's a gift of mine from what I've heard" she told her, thinking back to when Harry and Ron had told her about how she would make a great teacher. They'd seemed to learn so much from her "Listen Professor, I-"

"Call me Minerva, dear. You're working alongside me in this time, you're not a student" Hermione blushed slightly, feeling embarrassed.

"O-Okay"

Suddenly, Dumbledore stood up and announced Hermione's arrival and position as the Defense against the Dark Arts teacher. Hermione didn't fail to notice that more than half of the male population were ogling her. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, then turned to McGonagall.

"Ah, simply wonderful" McGonagall scowled angrily looking to a man with brown slicked hair and glittering dark eyes seating himself on the table.

"Who's he?" Hermione questioned.

"That's Professor Murky, he's horrible and I really dislike him" she stated, trying to stare Murky out. Hermione bit her lip.

"Minerva, you're not like this in the future" she whispered. McGonagall looked to Hermione, her eyes wide and a look of pure happiness on her face.

"He doesn't teach here?"

"No"

"Thank goodness!" McGonagall cried, looking relieved. Hermione giggled.

"Well, I'd best be off to my first lesson. See you later Minerva"

"Bye Hermione"

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Hermione took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She was going to be teaching the Gryffindor seventh years, so that meant she'd see The Marauders and Lily Evans! It was bad enough that she was seeing James and Lily, but nooo, she had to see her old Professor and Harry's godfather, who she knew only too well. She was also going to be seeing the traitor that sold Harry's parents to Voldemort!

She perched herself on the desk and nervously fiddled with a strand of her hair, while waiting for the seventh years to arrive.

About five minutes later, they filed in. Hermione noticed that The Marauders hadn't arrived yet, she was so nervous about seeing them!

Oh, how I wish Harry was here with me, she thought desperately to herself, he'd know what to do in a situation like this!

As the entire class had finally arrived, Hermione was waiting for the inevitable, where the Marauders were going to prank her. Sirius had confessed to her of how they'd try different ways to humiliate the new teachers and Hermione was dreading it.

After finishing the register, she nervously cleared her throat, before saying.

"Seeing as it's my first day here and it's the first day of term, you can just do what you want for today. I need to do some things anyway, so chatter amongst yourselves, well, that is unless any of you want to ask me questions"

Immediately, hands flew up and Hermione was most surprised to see Sirius with his hand in the air. She pretended to scan the register.

"Yes, Mr. Black?"

"Uh, Professor Granger, I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but exactly, how old are you? You don't look that old" he observed. Hermione blushed bright red on being asked outright. All the Gryffindors stared at him as if he were mad to ask a teacher a question like that.

"I am seventeen years old, Mr. Black" she answered.

"But, shouldn't you be in school? You still need to complete seventh year" a boy piped up, looking suspiciously like Neville. Hermione guessed that this was Frank Longbottom.

"That's true, but according to all of my friends, I have a talent for teaching and my Headmaster said I was so smart, that I didn't need to do seventh year" Hermione told them, sounding exasperated.

"That's weird" James Potter commented. Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled.

"I know"

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Sirius questioned "I mean a hot girl like you must have a boyfriend, right?"

Hermione felt herself going hot in the face. Yes, it was true that she had a boyfriend, she had Harry, but she couldn't exactly tell him who he really was! They'd freak!

"Well, yes, I do" she said slowly "But, he lives in another country and I don't get to see him often. Long distance relationships don't really work out" she wondered why she was telling a class of people her age about this. Wasn't it rude to pry into other people's lives? Then again, Sirius had always been like that.

"That's a shame" Lily said, looking sad "Do you really love him?" she asked curiously. Hermione nodded, feeling a wave of sadness wash over her. She needed Harry and Ron with her; she didn't know how much more of their prodding and poking she could take. Suddenly, she snapped when someone asked her another question about her boyfriend.

"Can we please change the subject?" she asked quietly. They all nodded.

"In fact, how about you all talk amongst yourselves now? I need to something important" she told them, sitting down behind the desk.

Immediately, there was chatter all over the classroom.

". . . Can't be with her boyfriend, that's so sad"

". . . so young, can you believe that she's our teacher?"

"She's a hot babe!" Hermione's ears perked up on hearing that sentence. She recognized that voice only too well. Looking up, she saw Sirius grinning madly at his best friends. She shook her head slightly and went back to doodling on a piece of paper.

Suddenly, Hermione realized that someone was standing next to her. She looked up to see Lily smiling kindly at her.

"Hi, Miss Granger, I-"

"Please, just call me Hermione! Miss Granger makes me sound so-so old!" The entire class sniggered slightly on hearing this.

"So, you're name's Hermione?" Sirius questioned brightly. Hermione nodded.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I'm taking it that you're a player, right? Go out with a girl for five minutes, use them for your own pleasure, then you dump them, right?" Sirius stared at her strangely.

"Uh . . . yeah, how d'you know?" Hermione sighed.

"Been there, done that. Wasn't fun in my opinion" Sirius goggled at her.

"Someone used you!" All the males in the class cried. Hermione laughed.

"Yeah, so what if they did? I'm over it" Lily grinned as the bell rang.

"Pleased to meet you, Hermione, I'm Lily Evans" Hermione extended her hand to Lily's.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, I hope you enjoy teaching here" Lily stated, before running off to her next class. Hermione stared after her, feeling happier than she had done earlier.

Now onto teaching the Slytherins, Hermione thought grimly, watching them file into the classroom.