A/N: I am so so sorry for the very long wait!! I will be updating a lot more frequently since it’s summer break!!

Chapter 9:

A knock on the door awoke Hermione from her slumber, causing her to groan, and at the same time walking to the door with her eyes still closed. She opened the door, leaning against it for support, trying desperately to open her eyes but failing.

“Excuse me, my Lady,” the person at the door said.

Hermione wearily opened her eyes. “You, again?”

“Yes, my lady. I have an urgent letter for Lady Anne Boleyn.”

“A letter? From whom?”

“The Duke of Norfolk, I believe my lady.” The messenger said in a small voice.

“Thank you.” She took the letter and closed the door on the messenger’s face. Examining the letter, Hermione decided to wake Anne right away.

“Lady Anne!” Hermione whispered, shaking her awake.

“Lady Elizabeth? What is it?” Anne asked sleepily.

“You have an urgent letter from your uncle.” Hermione handed Anne the letter, who quickly tore it open. Anne’s eyes widened with fury, and at the same time seemed to become blacker and blacker.

“What is it?” Hermione asked cautiously.

“My uncle is sending me away.” Anne hissed angrily.

“Away?”

“Yes, to our family home in Kent. It must be because of my affair with Henry Percy.”

“Or it could be your evasive behavior towards the king.” Hermione said slyly.

Anne glared at her, a small smile forming on her lips. Looking back at the letter, her anger returned. “We’ll see about this.”

Standing up quickly, her nightgown billowing behind her, Anne wrenched open the chamber doors of the ladies-in-waiting and stormed to those of her family’s.

“Anne! Wait! Don’t make a fuss about this. This can work to your advantage.” Hermione called, scurrying after her.

Anne turned around. “What do you mean?”

“Just trust me on this. Don’t fight with your family on this.”

She sighed. “You seem to be saying that a lot lately. Fine. But you need to explain this to me soon. And I still want to ask my dear uncle why he’s sending me away.” Anne knocked on the door rather rudely until a servant finally came to open the door.

“Where is my uncle?” Anne asked curtly.

“Sitting by the fire, my lady.”

“Move.” Anne said and stormed over to her uncle. “What is this?” She asked in a deadly calm voice.

“Don’t you dare use that tone with me, girl. It is what it is. We are sending you away.”

“But why?”

“After that little disaster, we, along with the King, thought it would be best if you spent some time away from court.”

Anne’s eyes widened. “The King is behind this? Of course he is,” she muttered to herself.

“What was that?” Howard snapped, his eyebrows raised and his gaze cold.

“Nothing. Of course I will go. It is my duty to serve my family, is it not?”

“Good girl.” Howard said. “Now go pack your things. The carriage leaves this afternoon.”

An even more angered Anne stormed out of the chambers to a very curious Hermione.

“I leave in the afternoon.”

“For how long?”

“I don’t know. A month? Maybe five.” Anne said.

“But this is perfect! They say that ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ do they not?”

“Well, maybe, but that could how do you say, backfire easily.”

“It won’t.”

“But what about… you know…?” Anne asked.

“I don’t know if you’ll need to use any of that while you’re at Hever Castle.”

“But is there any guarantee that the King won’t lose interest in me?”

“We’ll have to wait and see. If the King doesn’t pursue you on his own, we might have to resort to it.” Hermione said.

“But I might need your help. I haven’t learned how to control my magic yet.” Anne whispered.

“If you need my help you can send me a letter. I’ll come up with an excuse to leave the Queen for a while and I’ll come to Hever.” Hermione said reassuringly. “This is the way it has to be. And we should come up with a word to replace magic. If anyone accidentally hears us, then they won’t know what we’re talking about. We’ll use puppy. You haven’t learned how to control your puppy yet. It makes sense, seeing as your family has some dogs.”

“Very well. ‘Puppy’ it is then. Well, I should go pack my clothes. Will you come to see me off?”

“Of course. I need to go find my husband, but I will be there to see you off.” Hermione replied.

DMHGDMHGDMHG

Hermione really had no intention of finding Draco, so it was with despair that she stumbled across him while wandering through the palace.

“Malfoy,” Hermione greeted quietly.

“Granger,” Malfoy said with a suggestive smirk. “I have the rest of the day off. Care to join me at home?”

Hermione scoffed quietly and moved closer to him, as people were passing through. “In your dreams, ferret.”

Malfoy glared at her.

“Anne Boleyn is leaving for Hever Castle in Kent today. I told her that I would see her off.”

“Why do you care so much about her?” Draco asked, pulling her into a secluded alcove.

“Malfoy, don’t you see? We are from the twenty-first century, where history from this far back in time only seems like a story. It just doesn’t seem possible that these people actually existed! Now that we’re actually here, witnessing these events on our own…it just seems so incredible! I’ve always been so curious about Anne Boleyn and now I’ve actually met her, and learned the truth about her. We are experiencing history!”

“I guess I never thought of it like that. I only really felt like we were stuck here against our will.”

“This is something that would never happen to anyone else. You know how incredibly lucky we are? Sure, there is the possibility that we might give ourselves away and just possibly be beheaded or something, but it’s still the opportunity to actually witness these events first-hand.”

“Ok, well, should I wait for you to go back home?” Draco asked.

“Yes, please do.” Hermione said, turning around, holding the sides of her dress up so as not to trip, and hurried down the hall.

DMHGDMHGDMHG

A few hours later, Anne stood in front of her carriage waving her fan, waiting for Hermione. She had the driver double check that everything she needed was brought down and packed into the carriage. Suddenly she saw a flash of green scurrying down the front steps of the palace.

“Lady Elizabeth!” Anne said.

“Anne! I’m sorry I’m late! I lost track of the time.”

“It’s okay. I would really appreciate if you could come to Hever, though.”

“I will try to come in a couple of days so that it doesn’t look suspicious. I really can’t be remembered as your friend or be seen around you all the time.”

“What?” Anne asked, more confused than offended.

“I don’t mean that I don’t want to. It’s just that I can’t. I can’t reveal too much right now, but if people start to naturally associate me with you, the course of history will be changed.”

“Ok, I still don’t quite understand but I trust you. I will see you soon?”

“Yes, of course,” Hermione confirmed. “I will write to you when I start from here.”

A/N: Ok, well I wasn’t really happy with this chapter and it’s not very long, so sorry about that. This was kind of a transition chapter. I will update soon! The next chapter will be longer!