Letters to the Past
Chapter One
By Ichigo
It was another dreary day. The rain poured down hard as a young woman sat in the library, intent on her work. She was in her seventh year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and had a lot to show for it. She had been a prefect in her fifth year and had gotten top O.W.L's and N.E.W.T's. Now however she was taking a bit off from her book-wormish ways. She wasn't the same old Hermione Granger everyone remembered her as. Seven years tend to change people and little by little she had transformed into a raving beauty.
Long chestnut curls hung down her back, honey golden eyes sparkled underneath dark, sooty eyelashes, and her luscious lips could drive any man to his knees. Her dangerous curves were simply an added bonus. Of course she wasn't the only one changing either. Her two best friends had grown into the most handsome men in the whole school. Neither had the title of 'Slytherin Sex God' but then again who would want to be compared to Draco Malfoy? No. Harry Potter and Ronald Weasly had their own charm about them and they didn't have to sleep with half the population to get it. Both were extremely well built from their years on the quiditch field and both had a smile to make any girl swoon.
The Golden Trio. They had heard the name once in the corridors between class and, throwing modesty aside, agreed with it. Hermione, smarter than your average temptress, Ron, loyal to the end with more than a few tricks up his sleeves, and of course Harry, the 'boy who lived and brought down you-know-who'. The three of them were unstoppable.
However nothing last forever…
A tapping noise on the window above Hermione's head brought her out of the daze she had gotten lost in. She looked up to find a large black owl, it's green eyes staring expectantly at her. She hastily opened the window and watched as it swooped in, ruffled its feather, and handed her an envelope. Hermione absently patted the owls head after detaching the letter and it flew away. However before she could open the letter Professor McGonagall had bust through the doors and snatched the letter from her hands.
"Oh thank the lord I got here soon enough! Come with me Hermione. Gather your things. Come on." McGonagall looked nervous and Hermione confusedly stuffed her things into her bag and followed her out. In a previous year she would assume it was from a death eater or Voldemort himself. However Voldemort was now dead and his followers had been rounded up and sent to Azkaban where they had found new guards for them. Thankfully all dementors were locked up as well.
"Professor? What's going on?" Hermione asked warily.
"You'll see soon enough." They had reached a stone gargoyle and Professor McGonagall mutter a quick 'Lemon drops' and ascended the stairs. Hermione, nervous and confused, followed her up. When they reached the doors to Dubledore's office Professor McGonagall strolled right on through, ignoring her manners to knock.
Hermione was quite surprised to see Sirius there. He looked livid and glared at McGonagall. However when he saw her his expression lightened considerably and he winked at her. For reasons unknown to her she blushed and smiled at him. Over the years he had gotten much more handsome and looked at least ten years younger than his 38. He had gained many muscles and had a roguishly handsome quality about him that, were he not known as a convicted murderer, would make masses of women fall at his feet.
"Ah! Ms. Granger, Please have a seat. Mr. Black and I were just discussing you." Professor Dumbledore smiled at her with that mischievous twinkle in his eyes. Hermione reluctantly sat down eyeing everyone in the room.
Dumbledore seemed highly amused at something while McGonagall was in quite the opposite boat looking stressed and embarrassed. Sirius on the other hand was faltering between extreme anger and relief. When she looked over at him, she caught him staring. She almost lost herself in his deep chocolate eyes. Strands of his hair kept falling into his face from the low ponytail he wore and Hermione simply itched to brush it aside for him. Hermione broke their gaze and shifted her eyes back to Dumbledore, embarrassed at her train of thought. She had known for a while now that she had feelings for the man she knew as her best friends guardian, however she tried to keep it down thinking it wasn't right to feel that way about a man who was old enough to be her father.
"What is it you were discussing, Professor?" Hermione asked when she had regained her voice.
"A disturbance has occurred in time revolving around yourself and Sirius. McGonagall seems to think we should stop it while Sirius here insists we should let things take their course. I have to admit he has a point though. If we interrupt what was meant to happen it could very well change things as we know it."
"I still don't think we should let her run off to the past and get into Merlin only knows what!" Professor McGonagall seemed to be wavering in her judgment as her voice did not hold as much conviction as earlier.
"You know as well as anyone I would never let her come to any harm! Be it in this time or the Marauders time! It has already happened Minerva. Let it take its course." Sirius looked at her as if willing her to agree.
She caved.
"Alright! Go gallivanting off!" She threw up her hands in defeat muttering to herself, 'I've never…poor child'
Hermione, confused as ever looked to Sirius for an answer. When he just sat there grinning like a fool she almost laughed but looked to Dumbledore instead.
"Could someone please tell ME what's going on?" She was getting rather annoyed and impatient.
"Certainly!" Sirius beamed, "Twenty years ago a girl fell into my lap claiming she was from the future. Well it's not nice to mess with Destiny's plans" He glanced at McGonagall as he said that part, "So I'm making sure nothing changes." He pulled out a piece of parchment and handed it to her.
Hermione cautiously took the letter and opened it. She felt a tug at her heart not too different from when she traveled by portkey. However now as the world flew by her in a blur she could hear a voice in her head that sounded oddly like Sirius only different somehow. This voice wasn't as deep and smooth, almost like it was a younger him. As the sensation stopped Hermione opened her eyes, which she had not realized she had closed.
She looked up and sure enough she was sprawled in an eighteen year old Sirius' lap. He had a shocked expression on his face at first but then he grinned at her almost wolfishly.
"Well would you look at what I caught." Hermione heard chocked laughter and looked over to find what looked like Harry sitting beside him. However if Sirius was only eighteen then that would have to be…James Potter.
"Nice catch." Hermione looked behind her at the new voice and sure enough found a younger version of Remus Lupin grinning at her.
Just as she was about to faint she saw the headmaster walk in. "Ah! I expected you a week ago Hermione! Time travel just isn't what it used to be." He 'tsk'ed and shook his head. And with that everything went black.
When she woke up next she was in the infirmary. Poppy was bustling about making healing potions when she noticed her. "Your awake! Thank Merlin! You've been out of it for a few days now dearie. Mr. Black though has barley left your side. Except for classes and when Potter or Lupin drag him away to eat of course." She was smiling at Hermione as if it was the cutest thing she had ever seen.
Hermione looked over to see the man in question sitting in a chair. He was leaned over resting his head on his arms that were crossed and resting on her bed. He made the cutest sight that Hermione reached over, without thinking, and brushed the hair that had fallen in his eyes away. He stirred then, feeling her touch. His eyes slowly opened and, realizing his position, he blushed.
"Hi." Hermione smiled at him.
"Hey," He grinned back.
Author's Note: Let me know if you want me to continue. I wrote this story because I love Sirius and Hermione stories yet I see so few of them. If you like what you see and want me to update faster then I would be more than happy to. Merlin only knows it would take me forever to finish it without the motivation of readers/reviews. Thanks to everyone who read it and I hope you enjoyed it! See ya next chapter!
Chapter One
By Ichigo
It was another dreary day. The rain poured down hard as a young woman sat in the library, intent on her work. She was in her seventh year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and had a lot to show for it. She had been a prefect in her fifth year and had gotten top O.W.L's and N.E.W.T's. Now however she was taking a bit off from her book-wormish ways. She wasn't the same old Hermione Granger everyone remembered her as. Seven years tend to change people and little by little she had transformed into a raving beauty.
Long chestnut curls hung down her back, honey golden eyes sparkled underneath dark, sooty eyelashes, and her luscious lips could drive any man to his knees. Her dangerous curves were simply an added bonus. Of course she wasn't the only one changing either. Her two best friends had grown into the most handsome men in the whole school. Neither had the title of 'Slytherin Sex God' but then again who would want to be compared to Draco Malfoy? No. Harry Potter and Ronald Weasly had their own charm about them and they didn't have to sleep with half the population to get it. Both were extremely well built from their years on the quiditch field and both had a smile to make any girl swoon.
The Golden Trio. They had heard the name once in the corridors between class and, throwing modesty aside, agreed with it. Hermione, smarter than your average temptress, Ron, loyal to the end with more than a few tricks up his sleeves, and of course Harry, the 'boy who lived and brought down you-know-who'. The three of them were unstoppable.
However nothing last forever…
A tapping noise on the window above Hermione's head brought her out of the daze she had gotten lost in. She looked up to find a large black owl, it's green eyes staring expectantly at her. She hastily opened the window and watched as it swooped in, ruffled its feather, and handed her an envelope. Hermione absently patted the owls head after detaching the letter and it flew away. However before she could open the letter Professor McGonagall had bust through the doors and snatched the letter from her hands.
"Oh thank the lord I got here soon enough! Come with me Hermione. Gather your things. Come on." McGonagall looked nervous and Hermione confusedly stuffed her things into her bag and followed her out. In a previous year she would assume it was from a death eater or Voldemort himself. However Voldemort was now dead and his followers had been rounded up and sent to Azkaban where they had found new guards for them. Thankfully all dementors were locked up as well.
"Professor? What's going on?" Hermione asked warily.
"You'll see soon enough." They had reached a stone gargoyle and Professor McGonagall mutter a quick 'Lemon drops' and ascended the stairs. Hermione, nervous and confused, followed her up. When they reached the doors to Dubledore's office Professor McGonagall strolled right on through, ignoring her manners to knock.
Hermione was quite surprised to see Sirius there. He looked livid and glared at McGonagall. However when he saw her his expression lightened considerably and he winked at her. For reasons unknown to her she blushed and smiled at him. Over the years he had gotten much more handsome and looked at least ten years younger than his 38. He had gained many muscles and had a roguishly handsome quality about him that, were he not known as a convicted murderer, would make masses of women fall at his feet.
"Ah! Ms. Granger, Please have a seat. Mr. Black and I were just discussing you." Professor Dumbledore smiled at her with that mischievous twinkle in his eyes. Hermione reluctantly sat down eyeing everyone in the room.
Dumbledore seemed highly amused at something while McGonagall was in quite the opposite boat looking stressed and embarrassed. Sirius on the other hand was faltering between extreme anger and relief. When she looked over at him, she caught him staring. She almost lost herself in his deep chocolate eyes. Strands of his hair kept falling into his face from the low ponytail he wore and Hermione simply itched to brush it aside for him. Hermione broke their gaze and shifted her eyes back to Dumbledore, embarrassed at her train of thought. She had known for a while now that she had feelings for the man she knew as her best friends guardian, however she tried to keep it down thinking it wasn't right to feel that way about a man who was old enough to be her father.
"What is it you were discussing, Professor?" Hermione asked when she had regained her voice.
"A disturbance has occurred in time revolving around yourself and Sirius. McGonagall seems to think we should stop it while Sirius here insists we should let things take their course. I have to admit he has a point though. If we interrupt what was meant to happen it could very well change things as we know it."
"I still don't think we should let her run off to the past and get into Merlin only knows what!" Professor McGonagall seemed to be wavering in her judgment as her voice did not hold as much conviction as earlier.
"You know as well as anyone I would never let her come to any harm! Be it in this time or the Marauders time! It has already happened Minerva. Let it take its course." Sirius looked at her as if willing her to agree.
She caved.
"Alright! Go gallivanting off!" She threw up her hands in defeat muttering to herself, 'I've never…poor child'
Hermione, confused as ever looked to Sirius for an answer. When he just sat there grinning like a fool she almost laughed but looked to Dumbledore instead.
"Could someone please tell ME what's going on?" She was getting rather annoyed and impatient.
"Certainly!" Sirius beamed, "Twenty years ago a girl fell into my lap claiming she was from the future. Well it's not nice to mess with Destiny's plans" He glanced at McGonagall as he said that part, "So I'm making sure nothing changes." He pulled out a piece of parchment and handed it to her.
Hermione cautiously took the letter and opened it. She felt a tug at her heart not too different from when she traveled by portkey. However now as the world flew by her in a blur she could hear a voice in her head that sounded oddly like Sirius only different somehow. This voice wasn't as deep and smooth, almost like it was a younger him. As the sensation stopped Hermione opened her eyes, which she had not realized she had closed.
She looked up and sure enough she was sprawled in an eighteen year old Sirius' lap. He had a shocked expression on his face at first but then he grinned at her almost wolfishly.
"Well would you look at what I caught." Hermione heard chocked laughter and looked over to find what looked like Harry sitting beside him. However if Sirius was only eighteen then that would have to be…James Potter.
"Nice catch." Hermione looked behind her at the new voice and sure enough found a younger version of Remus Lupin grinning at her.
Just as she was about to faint she saw the headmaster walk in. "Ah! I expected you a week ago Hermione! Time travel just isn't what it used to be." He 'tsk'ed and shook his head. And with that everything went black.
When she woke up next she was in the infirmary. Poppy was bustling about making healing potions when she noticed her. "Your awake! Thank Merlin! You've been out of it for a few days now dearie. Mr. Black though has barley left your side. Except for classes and when Potter or Lupin drag him away to eat of course." She was smiling at Hermione as if it was the cutest thing she had ever seen.
Hermione looked over to see the man in question sitting in a chair. He was leaned over resting his head on his arms that were crossed and resting on her bed. He made the cutest sight that Hermione reached over, without thinking, and brushed the hair that had fallen in his eyes away. He stirred then, feeling her touch. His eyes slowly opened and, realizing his position, he blushed.
"Hi." Hermione smiled at him.
"Hey," He grinned back.
Author's Note: Let me know if you want me to continue. I wrote this story because I love Sirius and Hermione stories yet I see so few of them. If you like what you see and want me to update faster then I would be more than happy to. Merlin only knows it would take me forever to finish it without the motivation of readers/reviews. Thanks to everyone who read it and I hope you enjoyed it! See ya next chapter!