The world we change

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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The world we change
Summary
During the final battle of Hogwarts something Extraordinary happens changing the course of time in order to protect the students Of Hogwarts.Hermione Granger now has to navigate through this new world while trying to find away to save the world she left behind. Will she be able to save everyone and still keep her secrets?Read about this adventure through time and what happens because of it. Secrets are revealed, connections are made, and history is created as the gryffindor princess tries to save both her new family and her old one.Welcome to the story of Hermione Aria Black.Hermione Granger is afraid of storms, ever wonder why?This story Does not follow canon events!!!!!Mention of the following:AbusePTSDTortureDeathUnderage drinkingDrug abuseAnxiety disordersDepression
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Chapter 9

September 7th 1978

 

Harry

 

It's around 8 in the morning when I make my way downstairs to the common room, there I find Neville sitting by the fireplace, a coffee mug in his hand. "Morning Nev." he looks up at my voice and smiles as I take a seat next to him. "Morning Harry, how's it going?" Good question. 

 

I chuckle. "Well, I served on the frontlines of a war against the darkest wizard ever knows to man, got transported back in time to meet my dead parents, Found out half of my friends had been killed, thought I was finally safe after everything and everyone I'd lost, found out that I might be assassinated in my sleep, and that was all in the last three days." I take a breath and look at Neville who is smiling now. "We do have pretty shitty luck, don't we?" That makes me too smile. "Yeah, you could say that." 

 

"But on a more serious note, how's everything with your parents?" I ask because mione reminded me that Neville too lost his parents too young and was in a very similar situation to me. He looks up with a smile on his face. "It's surreal, it's—I mean, we lost so many, and I'm sad—I am! But—"

 

"But you can't help but still be happy that you finally have the chance to know your parents?" I continue for him, because it's what I've been thinking about all day. "Yeah." He nods and now neither of us really smile. "It's crazy, seeing them how they were before—well you know." I nod. I do know. "For whatever it's worth, I don't think either of us are bad for being happy." I tell him and I truly do mean it. "I think we deserve this, don't you?" 

 

Neville looks thoughtful. "I think that as much as we deserve this, there are others who deserve better." You can say that again. My mind goes to Hermione and all that she's done, not just for me, but for the world and the lack of things she's got in return. Oh, how much the world owes her. 

 

I remember every time she had saved me and Ron's Arses and can't help but wonder how she did it with all she already had to deal with. "How's Hermione and the Weasley's holding up?" Nev seems to have followed my own train of thought. I sigh. "Ron's angry, Ginny is beside herself, George is trying to hold it together but anyone can tell he's struggling, and Hermione is occluding it all away which is going to end up crashing down eventually, so not great but not much else can be expected in that situation."

 

My mind goes to the Weasley's now, Ron's clenched fists and outbursts at anyone who comes near him, Ginny's very abnormal quiet behavior, George's red rimmed eyes and sniffling nose, and I sincerely hope that the family that had once taken me in when I had no one can move past this. "They're mourning, it's all they can do right now." 

 

Nev opens his mouth to say something but then closes it, shaking his head. "What is it?" I ask and he looks over to me, seemingly debating with himself about something. "Yesterday..." he trails off looking distraught. "Nev, what is it?" I'm worried now, I've never seen Nev look so worried. "Dumbledore, yesterday right before he said Fred's name, he looked at Hermione, and—" he stops shaking his head. 

 

Now I'm worried. "Neville, tell me." I say trying as much as I can to display the urgency of the situation. He fidgets with his hands. "Nothing, it's just....don't you think it's weird that he was perfectly fine with having a bunch of kids fight in the war as his army?" My eyebrows scrunch. "Nev, what are you saying?" 

 

He shakes his head and stands. "Nothing, nothing, just—just be careful around him." That's all he says before he takes off leaving through the portrait hole. 

 

What is going on?

 

Draco

 

I descend the stairs and step into the common room to find Blaise, crouch, Rosier, black, and my father sitting along the couches seemingly discussing the latest game. I approach them while adjusting the cuffs on my borrowed Slytherin robes. "Any of you lads seen Theo?" I say stopping their conversation. 

 

Blaise sits next to crouch, one of his legs propped up on the other, a glass of whiskey in his hand. "Day drinking already?" I look around the group and it seems they all have a similar glass in hand. "We've earned it—or at least I have, don't know bout the rest of these lads." He gestures to the rest and crouch raises his glass. "When offered fire whiskey, you don't say no, I bet your mate Nott is just drinking somewhere more private so no one try's to drink his booze." 

 

I would think that too if I didn't know Theo, and as much as he loves to drink, he loves to get drunk with someone and seeing as Blaise is accounted for and I'm the one looking for him, something else is going on. "Well, one of Lucius's whiskey bottles is missing so that had to be what he's doing." Rosier says and my father automatically whips his head towards him. "What!" 

 

Rosier snorts. "Yeah, you didn't notice?" I don't stay to hear the rest of the conversation, I just grab my cloak and leave the common room all the while my father cursed Theo's name. 

 

Who exactly is he drinking with?

 

Hermione 

 

Theo and I drank ourselves sick last night to the point where we were both passed out on the floor of the library. 

 

I open my eyes with a groan, sitting up against the bookshelf. "Bollocks!" I hiss as the top of my head meets the bottom of one of the shelves. "Well good morning sleeping beauty!" I look up to see Theo perched up on the top of the table, legs crossed and hanging just a little above the ground, looking a little too chipper for someone who consumed a whole bottle of whiskey last night. 

 

I groan criss-crossing my legs in front of me and let out a small snort. "How does a pure blood Slytherin like you know who sleeping beauty is?" He just grins and hood off the table. "That is for me to know," he bends down and holds up a small vile in front of my face. "And you to find out." I take the bottle from his hands. It doesn't have a label. "Is this—"

 

"Pepper up potion." He confirms. I pop the lid and get a whiff of the not so great smelling potion. "If only it didn't taste as bad as it smells." Theo smiles. "We can only dream." I decide not to delay it any longer and quickly tip it back into my mouth and down my throat. I immediately gag at the horrid taste and hear Theo laugh. "I'm guessing it didn't get better since I last had it?"

 

"Not one bit."

 

Draco

 

Theo finally showed up half into breakfast and we all got our schedules and we're informed classes would start up again like normal tomorrow morning. We were now walking back to the common room when next thing you know lestrange crashes into a girl and they both fall. "Fucking watch it du—well hello there." Lestrange stops mid growl when he catches sight of golden curls. Of course it's her. 

 

Granger looks up flashing her brown dough eyes that could make any man go weak in the knees. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention, I should've—I'm so sorry." Her ramble falls on deaf ears as Lestrange stairs open mouthed as she clambers on the floor trying to carry all the books and scrolls she was holding. Of course she already visited the library. 

 

Are entire group has stopped walking to watch the scene as it plays out. Granger finally stands blowing a stray curl out of her face. "Oh, it's you." She mutters. She extends her hand a paper in it. He just stares open mouthed as if he'd never seen a girl before. And the Granger effect is in action. "Your schedule?" She smirks her hand still holding it toward him. 

 

Her words seem to snap him out of his daze and he grabs the paper. His face automatically twists into a charming smile that I guess any other girl would be swooning for, just not granger. He fixes his tie. "So, I uh saw you in the dorms the other night, maybe you could stop by my room again and this time you and I could have some fun, I'd love to give that ass a spin." He says wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, looking her up and down with lust. 

 

I would punch the fucker if I thought he had a chance but Hermione looks like she's trying not to outright laugh in his face. "Well, I—"

 

"Ey Hermione!" 

 

Regulus

 

The girl turns her head only to find Sirius coming towards her. He seems to notice who she's surrounded with because his earlier smile is gone now replaced with a scowl. He looks at me the at the way to close position Rodulphus has taken up and glares. 

 

He looks back to the girl. "Come on, me, James Harry, and that Ron chap are gonna go play a round of quidditch and we need someone to keep score." She smiles at him and nods. Of corse she's friends with Sirius. "Sure just give me a second." She spins back to Rody  dearest and gives him a sickly sweet smile. 

 

I hear a snort from my left and see The Malfoy and Nott heirs watching the scene with amused eyes as if they know something the rest of us don't. She takes a step toward him, bringing her hand up to fiddle with his tie giving him the goo goo eyes that most guys melt at. he is definitely melting. 

 

She smiles up at him. "I would love to," Rodolphus try's to play it cool but his mouth is agape and his eyes are looking her up and down with amazement despite it. "Except," her smile drops and I see the Nott kids bright grin in the corner of my eye. 

 

"I'm not your Slytherin whore who will perform room service at your beck and call." Her glare is piercing and she pulls him by the tie so that he is eye level with her and only inches from her face. Well fuck. "I'm a gryffindor and way out of your league, so speak to me like that again and I'll chop off your balls and send the to your mother as a greeting gift." She lets him go pushing him back and he falls on his ass a look of bewilderment prominent on his face. 

 

Their is a round of laughter from around our group of Slytherins and I take the moment to skim the front of everyone's minds. Bella's thoughts consist of 'I think I just found a gryff I don't loath.' Lucius is just simply amused. Andromeda thinks it was long overdue. But the thoughts that really catch my attention is that of the Malfoy heir, his mind whispers softly, 

'you tell him darling.'  I raise an eyebrow at the boy though he doesn't see. Rody looks back at us as the gryffindor girl slaunters away with my brother. 

 

"It is bad that I'm severely turned on right now?"

 

 

 

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Ok, what do you guys think? I just had to add that last part it was killing me. But anyway any questions? If you're confused about anything I'd be happy to clear it up, sorry it took me so long to update this time. This chapter was kind of just a filler but I hope you enjoyed it either way, thanks for reading!!!!

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