Title: See you when you're 40

Author: Me-who else?

Disclaimer: I don't own it. JK Rowling is the mastermind

Chapter One

"Ravenclaw's Library? Does that even exist?" Ron asked. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Yes it does exist, Ronald,"

"How do you know?" he asked. She sighed.

"I've been researching for hours, Ron, my results cannot be wrong," He grinned.

"Sure they can be wrong, what are you talking about, and what's that huge bag for?"

"It's just some things that I'm taking with me,"


"Like books, and some food, and other…things," she muttered. He snickered.

"Well, please be careful, Harry, can you please talk her out of this?" he asked. Harry looked up from his book.

"Me, talk Hermione out of searching for a library, you might as well ask me to shove my firebolt up my arse," Ginny snorted.

"Right, Mione, do be careful, God knows where you might end up," she said. Hermione smiled.

"I'll be fine guys, don't worry, please," she said going towards the portrait. Harry and Ginny nodded at her but Ron was fuming.


"Ron I will be fine!" she snapped. He sighed.

"No reasoning with you," he muttered getting up and walking towards the staircase. Hermione shook her head.

"I'll be back soon, good night Harry, night Ginny,"

"Night," they replied in unison. Hermione smiled and left the common room.

"Well, I should get the map," Harry mumbled. Ginny sighed.

"Yeah, Ron might get a heart attack," Harry grinned.

"Come to think of it, that isn't such a bad idea," Ginny laughed.

"You're so bad," she said shaking her head. He snorted.

"Yeah, right, I'll be back,"

Hermione made her way down the silent corridor with her wand sticking out in her right hand, a book in her left.

"According to this, I should go to the West Wing of the castle," she said to herself. She shifted her bag, which was slung, upon her shoulder, which was filled with some notebooks, and some food. Glancing at her watch she cursed lightly. It was 11:45. She only had fifteen lousy minutes to find the tapestry, if she didn't find it, all her research would be futile. Quickening her pace she turned around yet another corner and a triumphant smile lit up her face. A tapestry hung at the far end of the dark passageway.

"Did you find the map?" Ginny asked coming behind Harry. He jumped.

"Bloody hell, no, I'm still looking," he said turning back around. She grinned and plopped down on his bed. He turned back around and looked at her. "What are you eating?" he asked with a grin.

"A lollypop," she said batting her eyelashes innocently.

"Lollypop my arse…I'll give you-"

"Harry! Did you find the bloody map? We have to see where the hell Hermione is," Ron shouted charging out of the bathroom. Harry coughed and Ginny laughed. They were interrupted yet again.

"No, no, still looking, Ron,"

11:55, five more minutes and she would unlock one of the greatest mysteries of Hogwarts. Ravenclaw's library. Bloody Hell. She closed her eyes and then opened them again, making sure that the moment was real and then she looked into the book.

At 12:00 midnight on the chosen day

The door shall be revealed

The chamber of ancient books

Shall be yours to keep

Arrive on this chosen day

And stand in front the cloth

The cloth will reveal to you the secrets

The secrets hidden for too long

This was it. The chosen night, all her research had pointed to this night. It was 11:57, three more minutes, and she was ready to jump out of her skin. She looked at the tapestry more closely and observed the mysterious figures that were sewn into the cloth. There were twelve figures in all, sitting around a round table, with some sort of clocklike device in the middle. She leaned forward and the cloth shimmered slightly in front of her eyes.

"What the bloody hell…" She touched the cloth and her stomach lurched. Her finger was being sucked into the tapestry. She tried to pull away but the force was stronger and soon enough her entire body was falling through the tapestry. She screamed and then she felt the cold stone beneath her face. She had fallen through and a pair of brown eyes stared at her curiously. She screamed and fainted.

Harry smiled.

"Got it," he said pulling out the map. Ron growled.

"Finally," he said angrily. Snatching the map out of Harry's hands, he opened it on the bed and pulled out his wand.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good," he said. The map sprang to life and Ron's eyes searched frantically for Hermione's name. "She's not here," he said. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Tap the parchment and say her name, you probably can't see it," Ginny offered.

"Hermione Granger," Nothing came up.

"Well think about it Ron, maybe she found the library, and if she did, its not on the map, so she obviously wouldn't be there," Harry grinned.

"You know, Ginny, you're absolutely brilliant,"


"Yes really," he said softly. She giggled. Ron sighed.

"Well, whatever, she wanted to go look for some bloody non existent library so she could just sod off!" Ron spat angrily.

Harry and Ginny exchanged looks and hid their laughter.

"I'm sure Hermione is fine, Ron," Ginny said going over to the door. "I'm going downstairs,"

"Yeah, me too," Harry said following her. Ron sighed and plopped down on his bed. After he closed the map and hid it, he lay down on his bed and fell asleep, dreaming of asking Hermione to the next dance.

A/N: Well here's yet another Remus/Hermione story. I have finally begun to write my first Time Travel piece. It's some sort of, weird thing that all authors must do. (loll) Ok, so please review and tell me what you think. Also, I want to make a mailing list for all of the readers, so with your review, please leave your email address or email me requesting that you're joined to the list.

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