A Second Channe Through Time

CHAPTER THREE

Page count: 14

Unknown Location - Sunday 8th November 1981

Hermione landed on her feet and slipped and fell to the ground with a yelp. Four pairs of eyes looked down at her and they started laughing. Hermione grumbled and got to her feet as she brushed herself down.

"You're right lousy at apparition, I had originally thought you'd just gotten worse over the years, but it turns out you got better," she said to Sirius and he scowled at her whilst the others laughed.

"Yeah? Well..."He trailed off, not being able to think of a snappy retort, causing the others to laugh louder and Hermione's mouth twitched into a smirk.

"Let's go inside," Remus chuckled.

They walked forward and Remus tapped his wand against the door in a sequence until it swung open for their entrance.

They stepped inside and they led her to a large empty room with white walls and wooden flooring. It contained nothing but a large wooden table and chairs that sat in the centre of the room. The room was void of any windows, but several different spells had been cast to provide light in the room so she could see perfectly.

There were several people sat around the table, some that she didn't recognise and several that she did, those being Arthur and Molly Weasley, Kingsley, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape and Moody. She noticed Mundungus Fletcher and she glared at him, which Dumbledore noticed and he raised an eyebrow in response. And she noticed two red-headed twins that were sat opposite Molly and Arthur and her breath caught. It was obvious who they were; their resemblance to their sister was uncanny. Fabian and Gideon Prewett. Her being sent back had saved the lives of Molly's brothers and her children would have Uncles.

When they entered several people looked up curiously at Hermione and Arthur smiled at her in greeting, whilst others like Moody looked less than pleased to see her. McGonagall and Snape didn't bat an eyelash, but she suspected that was due to Dumbledore explaining to them the truth of her identity.

"Now that everyone is here, we can get started," Dumbledore said.

"Why'd you bring the kid?" Moody asked gruffly, his eyes focused on James as he took an empty seat at the left side of the table with Harry perched on his knee. Remus moved to sit beside him and Sirius sat on the right side of the table, the closest chair to the end of the table were Hermione sat opposite Dumbledore.

"Because I need him here, Moody," Hermione answered.

Moody's attention snapped to her. "How the hell do you know who I am? Are we sure she isn't a spy for the other side? I bet she's a Death Eater. Who are you? Why are you here? Plan to double-cross us? What has the kid got to do with you? He saved the world and destroyed You-Know-Who. Want to kidnap him and kill him for revenge?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Well if you'd let me get a word in edgeways I would assume I could explain who I am and why it is I am here, you paranoid muppet," she sighed, hearing chuckles from some of the figures sat around the table.

"I like her," the Prewett twins chorused and she smiled at them, tipping her head slightly in greeting.

"Miss. Granger has very serious news to share with us regarding Voldemort." The occupants of the table flinched. "I can assure you, Miss. Granger is a highly valuable asset to us and if the other side were to ever discover her identity it would mean the end to us all," Dumbledore spoke gravely, his words claiming the attention of everyone in the room. "She is completely trustworthy for several reasons, which she will explain."

"Thank you, Professor," Hermione spoke, standing up onto her feet. "Right, well, this is going to be difficult to explain." She frowned and bit her lip, the Marauders snorted at her. "My name's Hermione Granger, and I was born September 19th, 1979. I am from the future."