New Story that will be a bit longer than anything I have written before. It had dark themes as well as mature scenes. I hope you enjoy this new story as much as I enjoy writing it. Disclaimer since I don't want to write it on each chapter. J.K Rowling owns the world of Harry Potter. I am only using her character's, timeline, etc. The story will start with Hermione's third year and move forward from there. I have and will change many things that did or did not happen in the books as well as the movies. It will start off light but things will turn darker. I won't drag third year or fourth year since everything will center around the fifth year and so forth.

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Chapter 1

(France)

Hermione stared at Professor McGonagall with an incredulous look on her face. The professor had just told her that all of her classes that she had requested had been accepted so she would be taking a total of twelve subjects. She had asked to take the classes the year before and Dumbledore had told her that he would request a time-turner but wasn't sure if he would get it.

But he had been able to.

Mother leaned forward as she looked at Professor McGonagall. "My daughter is being permitted a time turner? Isn't that dangerous? She's almost fourteen but she's still too young for something like that. It sounds a bit too much for her to handle." Hermione didn't turn to look at her mother as her professor fixed her gaze on her mother.

"She is young. But in order to take all these classes, we had asked the Ministry for a time turner for her to use only for her classes. She is the brightest witch in our school: I am sure she will use it wisely, "Professor McGonagall said in a firm voice, "The only danger to her is if she decides to use it for other reason that doesn't have anything to do with her classes."

Mother nodded as she leaned back in the armchair silently but with a slight frown on her face. Hermione leaned forward and grabbed the book on the table. It was filled with rules and whatnot on the use of the time turner. She glanced up at her professor as she stood up. Hermione tucked the book under her arm and asked, "When will I be getting it?"

Professor McGonagall looked down at me with pride as she answered. "The headmaster will give it to me and once you arrive at Hogwarts I hand it to you, dear." Hermione nodded as she smiled up at her professor.

They said their goodbyes and watched the elder witch leave silently. Once she left, her mother turned and wrapped her up in a warm hug. "I'm really proud of you, Hemi." Hermione smiled as she returned the hug.

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They had arrived at the castle after the dementor attack on the train and were already sitting down at the Gryffindor table with everybody else. Dumbledore was introducing the two new teachers when Hermione noticed the look of pure loathing in Snape's face. It was directed at Professor Lupin, the new Defense Professor. Hermione stared at Snape in disbelief. What could have Lupin done already to receive such a look? All of a sudden Snape's eyes snapped to hers and she froze. His dark black eyes seemed to bore into hers before he stood up and left the Great Hall. Hermione took a deep breath as she grabbed herself a bit of food. He had left without eating.

Not that she cared.

After the welcoming feast, everybody headed towards their common rooms and left the boys to amuse themselves to head upstairs. Lavender and Parvati were still downstairs gossiping with the others so the room would be empty. Hermione grabbed her trunk and pushed it on the bed. Crookshanks was already laying down on the pillow and licking his paws as he watched her.

She smiled down at him and patted his head. He was such a beautiful animal. She scowled as she remembered what Ron had called him when she had gotten him in Diagon Alley. His skinny rat was fine, nothing happened to it so she didn't understand why he was always bad mouthing her cat. Crookshanks was a cat so he obviously was going to go after rats.

Her smile faded as she touched the necklace around her neck. Professor McGonagall had given it to her as soon as she had finished her conversation with Harry. She had asked her to be careful with it. It was a gold chain with an hourglass filled with white sand in it, it was small but even she could feel the magic thrumming through it.

She had read the book during the summer after her professor had given it to her. Most of it was vague and outdated but she got the gist of what she should do and shouldn't. She opened her trunk and waved her wand over it and watched as all of her things went flying in different directions.

Once they were all put away she grabbed the book on time turners and processed to read it all over again.

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Thinking back on this past couple of weeks after the "poor" Draco accident which would have never happened if he hadn't decided to fool around, it had only been the start of more troubles. She wasn't even going to acknowledge what had happened in Divination.

Hermione had been using her time turner so many times it was getting harder and harder to keep track of the time. During the night she would add extra hours to get extra work done and still get some sleep. Which was starting to show, even Ron had started to notice and that was saying something.

Harry and Ron kept wondering where she kept going one second to the next. At times, they would have just left Potions but she had already taken two other classes. Like right now, Harry kept glancing at her as they made their way to Defence with Professor Lupin.

Hermione ignored Harry's glances and continued walking without looking at him, only wincing once when one of the tomes in her bag jabbed her hip hard. She had also noticed that Snape's glare towards Lupin had only gotten worst and he had been getting angrier and angrier in class because of that. Also having Neville in the class hadn't seemed to help one bit.

The weeks went by with so many things happening. It wasn't until the day everybody had gotten back from Hogsmeade that Sirius Black became the main topic. Hermione had discussed it with Harry and Ron since before the start of the term but it hadn't felt so real until that moment.

They all stood around as the headmaster transfigured sleeping bags in the Great Hall. Harry looked frightened while Ron just kept shaking his head and muttering to himself. Once the headmaster left everybody started talking at once but she paid them no mind.

Harry was talking to Ron about it as they grabbed their sleeping bags and set them next to hers. She laid down just as Percy began yelling at everybody to go to sleep. Harry laid down in front of her while Ron slid in behind her. It would be the first time any of them went to sleep in the same room. It would be a first for her as well.

Harry reached for her hand and she grasped it, feeling the tension in his grip. She knew he must be scared since Black was after to him. "It's going to be okay, Harry." She said as she squeezed his hand. He smiled a bit as he returned the squeeze. "We won't let anything happen to you," Ron said, shakily.

A few times during the night a teacher would come in and make sure the perfects had it all under control and in the wee hours of the morning the headmaster came in with Snape at his side. Both walked in between sleeping students as they talked in low voices.

Hermione glanced at Harry and with surprise noticed that his eyes were also open. He raised his eyebrows at her as he shifted a bit closer to her. The headmaster stopped near them and Snape came into her view. Snape's face looked worn but his eyes were alert as he glanced around the Great Hall. They both spoke about Sirius Black and where he could be hiding, as well as Snape saying more than once that somebody must be helping Black.

She looked up a bit and met Snape's eyes. He narrowed his eyes at her and she pulled the top of the sleeping bag up to cover her face and cursed silently.

"...no dementor will cross the threshold of this castle while I am headmaster," Dumbledore said as he answered Percy's question. Hermione could faintly hear Snape gave a snort at the stupidity of the question. She pulled the cover down and glanced at Harry who was fake sleeping before risking another glance up.

The headmaster was already moving away from them and she saw the look of total resentment on Snape's face before it went blank. He moved his head almost like he was going to look back down at them when he turned sharply on his heel and left the Great Hall with his robes billowing behind him.

Harry pulled her cover lower as he shifted even closer. She raised the flap so that he could scoot in closer to her. Harry blushed but moved in either way.

"I hope that I really don't die," Harry whispered in her ear as he slid an arm around her. Hermione grimaced at his choice of words. She closed her eyes and swore that she wouldn't let anything happen to him. Not now, not even if she had any say in it.

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Days later everybody stood on the stands in the cold rain as they watched the Quidditch match. Gryffindor was playing against the Hufflepuffs and they expected to win. Hermione would have cast charms around herself since it was raining buckets but Ron kept jumping up and down and shouting that the rain was part of the fun. Not in the cold, it wasn't. Hermione sat down and tried to keep herself warm as much as possible, warming charms wouldn't last long either way.

One couldn't see much except for the random flyer here and there. But all of the sudden it all changed. The wind grew colder. She glanced up while everybody ignored the sudden chill in the air. She froze when she saw the familiar black rags of the dementors. There seemed to be hundreds of them but nobody was looking up at the sky but in front of them. Immediately she noticed why.

She almost gasped when she saw Harry heading straight up. She quickly left the stand as Ron continued to scream encouragements which later turned to fear.

She was almost down to the bottoms stairs when loud screaming filled the cold air. She ran out to see what it was and almost screamed herself. Harry was lying on the floor with Dumbledore standing over his prone body in the middle of the field.

Hermione stepped back and bumped into somebody. She turned with a gasp as her eyes met the black eyes of Snape.

"Miss Granger, step aside," he said as he stepped away from her. she nodded and moved aside as he made his way towards the crowd gathering around Harry.

She walked out briskly towards the entrance of the pit and walked towards the forest to the left of the Quidditch field. Taking the necklace out from under her wet jumper, she took a deep breath before turning it once.

Time went back a whole hour in a blur as she felt the familiar dizziness that came with using the time turner. Once it stopped she moved back further into the trees as she watched everybody head into the stands. Waiting until the last person entered the stands, she cast a charm on herself and watched as her body disappeared.

That done she headed towards the pitch at a quick pace until she was at the entrance of the pitch. The rain was hitting the ground hard and making large puddles of mud and water. She moved so that she was under the wet cloth that had the Gryffindor colors on it and waited for the moment that Harry would fall. After what seemed forever she saw the figures again and waited until she saw a speck which could only be Harry's form. His body was falling at a rapid speed and she jumped forward just as Dumbledore raised his wand to Harry's body.

His spell would hit his body too late, or so she thought. She raised her wand towards the area that Harry's body would hit and cast a charm, "Maximum Molliare". She looked away as she heard everybody scream once Harry hit the floor. She looked back in time to see Dumbledore appear near Harry and waited to see him move before letting the charm fall. She had heard Dumbledore shout "Arresto Momentum" so it might also have help Harry from hitting the floor.

All that mattered was that Harry was alive and well. The rest could wait.

Hermione watched as Snape walked out of the entrance and towards the others and made her way in to see her other self-running out. She waited a few seconds before dropping the spell on her body. She turned back and saw Snape stop and turn his head to look at her. She froze and watched him glance down at her legs.

The bottom of her pants was splattered with mud. Which hadn't been there the first time around? She backed away slowly so that he couldn't get a clearer look at her. He frowned at her and turned away. Hermione slumped against the wall and tried not to panic. She had been told not to use the time turner for anything but for her classes.

She had just broken that important rule.