A/N By now, it should be obvious that I don't own this.
Such a short chapter! This makes me upset, but I cannot find the words for this chapter. I believe this is all that needs to be said at this time in this chapter.
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Previously on Across the Pathways of Time....
"Do tough girls need kisses?"
"Once in a while."
"Is this that once in a while?"
"Yes..."
"Good." And with that he kissed her once, and then again, and again, and again.
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"Very good, Miss Granger," Dumbledore said, beaming. "You were able to discover the secret behind the Mirror of Temptation and catch the man behind it. And it was destroyed, Hermione, need to worry about that."
"Thank you, Professor," Hermione said, clutching James's hand in hers.
"Mr. Potter, how did you know of the Mirror?" Dumbledore asked.
James looked to Hermione. "I was uh told, Professor."
"Shown is more like it, eh? One of you midnight walks, am I right?" Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled in the light.
"Yessir."
"Well, it worked out well enough. Now I don't have to explain to my older self want happened to you, Hermione."
James sat up in his seat. "What?"
"You didn't tell him?" Dumbledore asked Hermione.
"No, I didn't think I was supposed to. I mean, it would be weird and all."
"Well, I suppose you to shall return to the Gryffindor common room or somewhere more private to discuss this."
James and Hermione stood up and left Dumbledore's office. They were silent most of the way to the common room until James pulled Hermione into a empty closet.
"Exactly what the hell is going on here?" he asked, fear and anger etched upon his face.
She took a deep breath. "My name is Hermione Granger. I was born September 19, 1982. I'm 17 years old..." She trailed off.
"You-Your from the future? What?"
"I was sent here by Dumbledore to find the mirror and figure out what happened and to destroy it." Hermione looked up into his eyes. He had pinned her up against the wall of a classroom and was leaning down, looking at her. His untidy hair flopped over his eyes and he brushed it back with his fingers.
"Anything else? Any boyfriends? Kids?" James asked sarcastically.
"I have a boyfriend," Hermione said meekly.
"You're kidding! This can't be happening!" James threw up his hands and walked back and forth. "What's his name?"
"Harry."
"Last name?"
Hermione eyes widened. She had to tell him the truth, but if only she didn't have to. "Harry...Potter."
"You must like Potters. Me and this 'Harry,'" he said harshly.
"I didn't mean to fall in love with you! It's wrong. And..and Harry..and. Oh, James!" Her eyes filled with raw emotion.
"You're in love with me?" James asked, shocked. "What about Harry?"
"I am going back to Harry. That is true. But I'll never forget you."
"Wait, can't I see you in the future?"
Hermione looked down, not wanting to have to say what she was about to say. "No, you were killed by Voldemort."
"This is just great! I don't get to spend the rest of my life with the woman I love and on top of that I get to die! How long do I have to live?"
"You're going to die October 31, 1983."
"That's only four years from now!" James slammed his fists on the wall. Then he walked over to Hermione and wrapped his arms around and looked at her lovingly. "Do I get a family?"
"Yes, a wife and a son."
"I guess you can't tell me the name of my wife, but what's my son's name?"
"Harry."
"That's a nice name--Wait! You're going out with Harry Potter. And when you say that do you mean my son??" James asked.
"I'm going out with your son."
"And I'm dead?"
"Yes, and so is your wife."
"So I don't get to meet you? Will I even remember you?"
"I don't know."
"Well, in case I do get to remember you, let's make this a night to remember," James said, smiling.
"Good idea," she replied, smiling back and she kissed him. The kiss turned romantic and passionate within seconds.
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I like this chapter. Some of you may not, but I do! Wooooo!! REVIEW!!
Thankies,
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff
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HERE'S A GIFT!
Hermione landed with a thud onto something soft. She heard oof! and rolled over. Two figures suddenly appeared as an invisibility cloak slid to the floor.
"Hermione!?" Harry called and lifted her up off the ground and spun her around, while kissing her lips, necks, hands, and anything that he could get his mouth to.
"Hi, Hermione," Ron said, stepping back to avoid getting hit in the mouth by one of Hermione's shoes.
Harry put her down, but still held her close. "Did you have fun?" he asked.
"In a way, but I still missed you both. I also brought pictures."
Hermione, Ron, and Harry walked back to the Gryffindor common room as she told them about her trip and the Mirror and Hanreth.
*Common room*
"And here's this picture. It has the Marauders, myself, and your mother," Hermione said as Harry soaked in the picture with Ron beside him. The picture shows Sirius and Remus standing side by side with Peter in front of them. Lily was next to Remus. James was beside Sirius with his arms around Hermione, kissing her.
"Did he like you?" Ron asked.
"James?" Hermione asked, blushing. "He did."
"Great, I have to compete with my father for my girlfriend," Harry said sadly.
"Don't worry, through all of your father's charm, I was able to control myself around him. We only slept together four times a week," Hermione joked. She kissed Harry which made him feel better. "I'm going to bed now. G'night." She stood up and walked up the stairs to her Head Girl room, thinking about James and Harry.
"Hermione," Harry said, walking up behind her. "Wait."
"What?"
"This." Harry kissed her strongly, holding her up with his powerful arms and not letting her go. He lifted her up and carried her into her room. He let her down on the bed and began kissing her neck.
*Later*
"Harry?"
"Yes."
"I love you."
"Good, because I love you too."
The End
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Can you believe it's over? I think this one may have a sequel. I hope so. I have so many sequels to write that it's not even funny. Anyway, please review so I know you're alive.
I think this was a very long chapter, so you can't say that I didn't make it up to you from the last chapter.
Thankyous to:
Senav Gold: I hope you're not disappointed. I may right a sequel where Hermione has to go back in time again.
Violet Blues: AAAAAAAH!! THANK YOU!!! AAAAAH!!
Interested Reader: I moved it into the J/H section. Thankees!
Magelet: L. O. L. Anyway, Sirius lost his appeal to me in this fic. It's all about James now. Hehe. Thank you so much!!
Blank name: You know who you are. Now I would just like to say that you should keep you mouth shut. I never said that I was asleep while I wrote this. AAAAND I think you shouldn't insult other people's stories when it doesn't appear that you have anything to show the rest of us. And another thing, why don't you post your name? Or are you afraid that people like me will email you about all YOUR shit.
Kaylee: Thank you! I like the H/J idea so I stuck to it.
Mioki: Peter didn't even appear in my story. Sorry!
kalariah: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Too many compliments, thought I'll accept them all just the same. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Such a short chapter! This makes me upset, but I cannot find the words for this chapter. I believe this is all that needs to be said at this time in this chapter.
~~~~~~~~~~
Previously on Across the Pathways of Time....
"Do tough girls need kisses?"
"Once in a while."
"Is this that once in a while?"
"Yes..."
"Good." And with that he kissed her once, and then again, and again, and again.
~~~~~~~
"Very good, Miss Granger," Dumbledore said, beaming. "You were able to discover the secret behind the Mirror of Temptation and catch the man behind it. And it was destroyed, Hermione, need to worry about that."
"Thank you, Professor," Hermione said, clutching James's hand in hers.
"Mr. Potter, how did you know of the Mirror?" Dumbledore asked.
James looked to Hermione. "I was uh told, Professor."
"Shown is more like it, eh? One of you midnight walks, am I right?" Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled in the light.
"Yessir."
"Well, it worked out well enough. Now I don't have to explain to my older self want happened to you, Hermione."
James sat up in his seat. "What?"
"You didn't tell him?" Dumbledore asked Hermione.
"No, I didn't think I was supposed to. I mean, it would be weird and all."
"Well, I suppose you to shall return to the Gryffindor common room or somewhere more private to discuss this."
James and Hermione stood up and left Dumbledore's office. They were silent most of the way to the common room until James pulled Hermione into a empty closet.
"Exactly what the hell is going on here?" he asked, fear and anger etched upon his face.
She took a deep breath. "My name is Hermione Granger. I was born September 19, 1982. I'm 17 years old..." She trailed off.
"You-Your from the future? What?"
"I was sent here by Dumbledore to find the mirror and figure out what happened and to destroy it." Hermione looked up into his eyes. He had pinned her up against the wall of a classroom and was leaning down, looking at her. His untidy hair flopped over his eyes and he brushed it back with his fingers.
"Anything else? Any boyfriends? Kids?" James asked sarcastically.
"I have a boyfriend," Hermione said meekly.
"You're kidding! This can't be happening!" James threw up his hands and walked back and forth. "What's his name?"
"Harry."
"Last name?"
Hermione eyes widened. She had to tell him the truth, but if only she didn't have to. "Harry...Potter."
"You must like Potters. Me and this 'Harry,'" he said harshly.
"I didn't mean to fall in love with you! It's wrong. And..and Harry..and. Oh, James!" Her eyes filled with raw emotion.
"You're in love with me?" James asked, shocked. "What about Harry?"
"I am going back to Harry. That is true. But I'll never forget you."
"Wait, can't I see you in the future?"
Hermione looked down, not wanting to have to say what she was about to say. "No, you were killed by Voldemort."
"This is just great! I don't get to spend the rest of my life with the woman I love and on top of that I get to die! How long do I have to live?"
"You're going to die October 31, 1983."
"That's only four years from now!" James slammed his fists on the wall. Then he walked over to Hermione and wrapped his arms around and looked at her lovingly. "Do I get a family?"
"Yes, a wife and a son."
"I guess you can't tell me the name of my wife, but what's my son's name?"
"Harry."
"That's a nice name--Wait! You're going out with Harry Potter. And when you say that do you mean my son??" James asked.
"I'm going out with your son."
"And I'm dead?"
"Yes, and so is your wife."
"So I don't get to meet you? Will I even remember you?"
"I don't know."
"Well, in case I do get to remember you, let's make this a night to remember," James said, smiling.
"Good idea," she replied, smiling back and she kissed him. The kiss turned romantic and passionate within seconds.
*******
I like this chapter. Some of you may not, but I do! Wooooo!! REVIEW!!
Thankies,
Lady Alanna Salmalin of Conte, the Queen of Fluff
*******
HERE'S A GIFT!
Hermione landed with a thud onto something soft. She heard oof! and rolled over. Two figures suddenly appeared as an invisibility cloak slid to the floor.
"Hermione!?" Harry called and lifted her up off the ground and spun her around, while kissing her lips, necks, hands, and anything that he could get his mouth to.
"Hi, Hermione," Ron said, stepping back to avoid getting hit in the mouth by one of Hermione's shoes.
Harry put her down, but still held her close. "Did you have fun?" he asked.
"In a way, but I still missed you both. I also brought pictures."
Hermione, Ron, and Harry walked back to the Gryffindor common room as she told them about her trip and the Mirror and Hanreth.
*Common room*
"And here's this picture. It has the Marauders, myself, and your mother," Hermione said as Harry soaked in the picture with Ron beside him. The picture shows Sirius and Remus standing side by side with Peter in front of them. Lily was next to Remus. James was beside Sirius with his arms around Hermione, kissing her.
"Did he like you?" Ron asked.
"James?" Hermione asked, blushing. "He did."
"Great, I have to compete with my father for my girlfriend," Harry said sadly.
"Don't worry, through all of your father's charm, I was able to control myself around him. We only slept together four times a week," Hermione joked. She kissed Harry which made him feel better. "I'm going to bed now. G'night." She stood up and walked up the stairs to her Head Girl room, thinking about James and Harry.
"Hermione," Harry said, walking up behind her. "Wait."
"What?"
"This." Harry kissed her strongly, holding her up with his powerful arms and not letting her go. He lifted her up and carried her into her room. He let her down on the bed and began kissing her neck.
*Later*
"Harry?"
"Yes."
"I love you."
"Good, because I love you too."
The End
*******
Can you believe it's over? I think this one may have a sequel. I hope so. I have so many sequels to write that it's not even funny. Anyway, please review so I know you're alive.
I think this was a very long chapter, so you can't say that I didn't make it up to you from the last chapter.
Thankyous to:
Senav Gold: I hope you're not disappointed. I may right a sequel where Hermione has to go back in time again.
Violet Blues: AAAAAAAH!! THANK YOU!!! AAAAAH!!
Interested Reader: I moved it into the J/H section. Thankees!
Magelet: L. O. L. Anyway, Sirius lost his appeal to me in this fic. It's all about James now. Hehe. Thank you so much!!
Blank name: You know who you are. Now I would just like to say that you should keep you mouth shut. I never said that I was asleep while I wrote this. AAAAND I think you shouldn't insult other people's stories when it doesn't appear that you have anything to show the rest of us. And another thing, why don't you post your name? Or are you afraid that people like me will email you about all YOUR shit.
Kaylee: Thank you! I like the H/J idea so I stuck to it.
Mioki: Peter didn't even appear in my story. Sorry!
kalariah: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Too many compliments, thought I'll accept them all just the same. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.