Fixing the past
Hermione was sitting by the window, staring out into nothing. The sky was dark giving off an oppressive feeling to everyone around. Of course it was like this everyday, since the Death Eaters had won and the light had lost.
She closed her eyes trying to forget all that she lost. Her mother, father, Harry, Ron … the list just kept going on and on. It was too much to bear. Hermione glanced to the letter sitting on the nightstand that had just arrived by owl. Not believing her eyes she had to read the letter again.
My Dearest Hermione,
I should have told you this when I was alive but anyone knowing this truth probably would have put a threat on your life. You would have a price on your head as high as Harry does. What I need to tell you is that your father was my child. I know you have read Hogwarts: A History a thousand times, and there is no mention of Andrew in it. You see my dear, there is little known about Andrew because I left him to be raised by muggles so I could defeat Grindewald. I brought him back into the world of magic to only have him leave again to find against Tom Riddle. I have lost everyone I loved in the fight for the light. Tom Riddle found about Andrew and your Mom, Juliet. They were killed during the first war. Andrew knew they weren't going to survive this war. So shortly after your birth, you were given up for adoption, to keep you safe. They, I, never stopped loving died fighting for you, for the wizarding world. Trying to make it a better place for you, their Hermione.I left this letter with Fawkes. In the event of my death, you were to be told who you are, and that we loved you. If you have this letter, it also means the war has become worse than ever believed. I have left you a locket with the family crest on it. When you touch the locket, it will take you back in time to stop all of this . . . the war I mean. You choose what time period you want to go to and stop it. You are a clever girl, I am pretty sure I already know where you choose to go. When you do go you are to come directly to me. Give me the locket, I will know that you are kin to me. Tell me everything, about how you came into possession of this heirloom. Confusing I know, but you are in the order, you took the mark so I know you will be safe. Oh, and the locket won't open for you I have to open it myself. I am the only one that knows the password.
With all my love your grandfather,
P.S : I would also really like some Lemon drops if you don't mind. I know this is an odd request but I do love those little things.
Wiping the tears off her face, she chuckled at him asking for lemon drops. Well, at least she knows now why she has a fondness for lemon drops. Remus walked into the room quietly, waiting for the right moment to say something. What do you say to someone who just found out everything they knew about themselves was a lie? The war hadn't been kind to the resident werewolf. He lost all of his friends in between the first war and the second war. The last of the Marauders, the last of the original Order. They had survived some remarkable things together. He found Hermione with the letter Dumbledore had sent her. He leaned against the door frame with a cup of tea somewhat smiling to her.
"Oh My god, I am the granddaughter of Albus Dumbledore," Hermione whispered, taking in the information. It was hard to digest.
"I see you got your letter from your grandfather," Remus commented taking a sip from his tea.
She whipped around, spotting Remus across the room by the fireplace. Questions were whirling in her head as she stood up. She crossed the room, coming to a stop.
Standing in front of him, she muttered quickly and in succession, "How do you know? How long have you Known? Mainly….Why didn't you tell me."
Holding up his hands as a sign of surrender "I am sorry Hermione, but I was under oath by Albus not to tell you until you knew. Well, now you know."
Remus puts his hands on Hermione's shoulders and looked deep into her eyes.
"I am sorry that you had to learn this with everyone you love gone."
"Not everyone is gone, I still have you, Remus. I don't know what I will do without you though." Remus laughs and pulls her into a hug and kissed her atop of her head.
"We are the lone survivors of this war. I can't do this without you."
"I will promise you will be just fine," she pulled away from him putting her hands on his chest.
"Remus, how do you know I will be ok? Better yet what do you know?" with a questioning look on her face.
"I can't say anything, Hermione. Something I just can't." Remus said in a pleading with her not to ask everything else.
She ran upstairs grabs her beaded bag that still has everything in it. Walking back down downstairs Hermione sees Remus in front of the fire holding her tan knee length coat.
"You are going to need this," walking behind her, helping her into her jacket.
"You know it's crazy." She said feeling the warmth of the fire. Looking away from Remus, but still feeling his eyes on her.
"What is?" he responds to her.
She chuckles a little "I am only seventeen years old, and I have already fought in a war, and lost those dearest to me and I never got to have love, hell I have never even been kissed and I am about to change my life completely to save everyone I can. I need to go back and change history as we know it." She closed her eyes thinking of the implications. But it was far better than the hell they currently found themselves in. Hearing his footsteps behind her turning her to face his. He gently holds the side of her face stroking her face with his thumb.
"Hate this is happening to you, it not fair to anyone." Bring his face closer to hers with every word. His blue eyes met her brown eyes, and they locked for a second.
She nodded to him not being able to say anything from lack of breathing. He slowly presses his lips to hers softly. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands sliding through her hair that has become soft long curl instead of the bushy mess she use to have. His hands slid down to her waist. She moaned into the kiss, at the sound he growls picking her up and sitting her on the living room dresser. She locked her feet around his waist. His mouth opened seeking entrance to her she allows him access. Tongues massage over each other neither fight for dominance. They held onto each other knowing everything was about to reluctantly broke the kiss.
"Hermione I am sorry I don't know what came over me." He looked down.
"Remus . . . please . . . that was my first kiss don't ruin it by doing this." Grabbing his face looking into his deep blue eyes.
"Honestly I am glad it was you. I have always had a crush on you. Funny enough." Biting the side of her lip.
When Remus glanced back up and her, she was shocked by his expression. He was smiling " I know you did. I didn't realize it first, but funny enough Sirius is the one that did he notice how you would always blush or stumble over your words around me and he told me so I took notice. I have know for a long time now. Never realized how observant he was."
Blushing from her embarrassment it hit her that they just confessed their feelings for each other. Now, with her having to leave, it broke her heart and tears came streaming down her face. "Hermione, Don't love, I will see you again I promise."
"I know, but will I see you here now ever again." She said with her voice cracking. "I will be messing with our past to change our future. I . . . I . . ." She trailed off not knowing what to say. All she knew was that the past had to change. Voldemort couldn't win. Harry needed to have a fighting chance. She would be changing the universe.
He took a deep breath "I don't know love but.." his words cut off my the gong of the clock. Remus lets out a long sigh. "It's time for you to go. Follow your instincts" picking her up sitting her on feet on the floor.
Hermione takes the locket out and looks at it "How do I get it to work."
He says to her with a weak smile. "Put the locket on and think of where you want to go. And you will be there but as far as I know it's a one-way trip kind of thing." He leaned on the wall running his hands through his hair. Wrapping her arms around his waist, he just held her for a few more minutes.
"Before you go I want you to take something with you and don't let it be seen ok" Hermione nods to him and he hands her the marauders map, putting it in her bead bag.
"Remus I can't take this."
"Yes, you can and will ok." He told her in a voice not to argue.
With a last goodbye and kiss, she put the locket on and thought of the date August twenty-fifth, 1977. With a last glance that spoke volumes to one another, she was gone in a flash. Remus grabbed a glass from the cabinet and one of Sirius's finest firewhiskey, poured a drink and sat back on the burgundy couch.
"Hermione please fix this hell we have come to be in." he chuckles to himself taking a long sip and thinks "but dealing with the marauders your sure are going to have a handful."
Hope you guys like this is my second story so I hope you like it. Yes it is only Hermione and Remus left . I know Albus is to be a half blood but I wanted to change it. Sorry if that offends you. And yes Hermione I know Hermione is seventeen but she is legal by wizard standards. And I need to make sure her age would fit when she got to school k. up next we see grandpa dearest or as she will be calling him papa and maybe the marauders. oh and that shiny blue button right down below this…..yeah that one please hit it and leave a nice review please and thank you. and sorry about the name I couldn't think of anything better it one in the morning. Also I don't own any of harry potter anything you don't recognize is mine. REVISED CHAPTHER