The Golden Trip

Chapter 19

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  "What?" I whisper, surprised. Where's my bed? I walk out of the room and go farther down the hall, opening all the doors. The one next to Ginny is a bathroom. Then, Percy's room. A hang out room is the last on on this floor. I take the steps up and open the doors again. Ron's room. Harry's own room? WHen did this happen? Next to Harry's room is a bathroom. Then, a room I've never seen before. The walls are a nice kint green, with blue curtains. A bookshelf is in one corner, with a desk next to it. The rug is red on the ground, and posters are scatterred on the wall. Of what?
I look closer. They're not posters. They're enlarged pictures. One of the Golden Trio. One of me and Ginny. One at Bill's wedding. One is of Harry, Ron, and I. We're at the end of the bridge, just after Harry fixed his original wand and threw the Elder Wand to the ground. We have our arms draped around each other. I love it. One other picture is of Ginny flying, Charlie on a dragon, and Fred and George at the opening of their shop. There is also a picture of Harry and I. Hugging each other. Was that after the war? Maybe.
I finally decide this is my new room. I open the trunk that's at the foot of my bed. It has a red, Gryffindor red, quilt. I place the map and cloak in my trunk. I shut it before I start looking at the other things in there. I leave the room and walk back into the hallway. The last room is a small library. WHen you climb up the steps one final time, I find Charlie's old room. A bathroom. Fred and George's room. Finally, Bill's old room. Did the Weasley's make their house bigger in this timeline? I walk back to my room and lock the door. I put up a silening charm, and dig through the trunk. What? "Why is that there?" I whisper to myself. I pull out three bottles of Dreamless Sleep Potion. Then-
A timeturner.
I take a deep breath and a step back. Woah woah woah. Why would I have a timeturner? Why would I still need it? I look at the engraving's. It's different than the one I had in Third Year.
Years be merry, days be grand. Turn back time to begin once again.
I ran my finger along the words. Then, I noticed a small dial underneath it. The right side had the word Year. The left side had the word Day. Underneath the dial, on the bottom of the timeturner, had the key. One turn=one day/year. This timeturner was different. I could only go back an hour or a minute on my Third Year one. Why would I have this in my trunk? I take my wand and place a concelement charm on it. No one can get to this. I place it back in the trunk, tucked away in the corner. I also put the potions back in. I'll try not to use them. I close the trunk and sit at the desk. Will I have any papers in the drawers?
I open the top most drawer. My desk has drawers on the right side. Three coming up from the ground. And oak wood painted white. I look in it. I take out a green journal. There's only pens and pencils left in there. I smile at that. I close the drawer and open the middle one. A blue journal and some quills. I take out the journal and close the drawer. On the bottom one, there is a stack of pictures. There is also a stack of papers . About five inches high, with a paper clip keeping them together. I take the papers out and close the drawer.
I line up the items I took out. First, the green journal all the way to my left. Then, the blue journal, and finally the stack of papers. I open the green journal first.
1996, July 1
This year was crazy. We fought at the Department of Mysteries. Finally, too! The Minister saw Voldemort so war was declared for real. I almost fought off Bellatrix. I saved Sirius. I'm so happy! And I've been researching. Right now, in this new timeline, one part of me is creating it. That's how I'm writing in the journal. The other part of me is traveling through time. Save Fred, the timeline is connected again. I won't remember what happened, however. So, I'm writing in this journal. To keep me (you?) up-to-date. So. Check. Sirius is saved. Now, Sixth Year is coming up. I'm obliviating my parents in a week. I know what's coming. They might still die, but at least they'll have more time in happiness.
The burning of the Burrow hasn't happened yet. Christmas Break is when it happens. And I'll be here. Because I won't fall out with Ron. I won't bring these journals to school, though. I'll keep them safe here.
Hermione****

I turned the page and quickly skimmed through the whole journal. It was comepletely full. I flipped back to the second entry.
1996, July 7
It's late. Today could be considered the eighth. I visited my parents today. Now, they're on their way to Australia. Is that good? Yes, for safety. Did I want it to happen? No, of course not. I told Mrs. Weasley secretly yesterday, along with Mr. Weasley. They told all of the adults, including Sirius. I hate getting pitied. I sold the house to a nice elderly couple. Mr. and Mrs. Lorn. Grey hair, bright smiles. Muggles. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.
I want to ask Sirius if I can practice dueling with him. I'll get better. I just don't know if he'll let me. Ginny's sleeping, so this will be short. If I duel with him, I have an excuse for being this talented. I won't write in this much, as nothing happens this summer. So, see you in December?
Hermione****

A knock on the door startled me. I made everything on the desk invisible and unlocked the door. Mrs. Weasley stuck her head in.
"Dinner, Hermione!"She smiled at me and closed the door behind her. I sighed and sat up. I left my room and headed downstairs, my steps quiet on the stairs. Mrs. Weasley and Charlie were placing food at the table. I saw Sirius was here and quickly changed my short sleeves to long. Mr. Weasley was the the head of the table. Bill was on his right, with Fluer next to him. Percy was across from Fluer. On the other side of Fluer was Sirius. Across from Sirius was an empty seat, presumably fro Charlie since Mrs. Weasley would be across from Bill. Next to Sirius was Harry, and next to him was Ron. Next to the empty seat was George, then Fred. Next to Ron was Ginny, and across from Ginny was my seat.
Everyone was chattering happily. I slipped into my seat next to Fred and started to rub my forearm. Ginny noticed and gazed at me, raising an eyebrow. 'Stop' she mouthed. I placed my hand on the table. Bread and soup was set in front of us first, as the steak was still at the counter.
I began to think back to the journal. So, the Weasley's must know. What about Sirius? I want to talk to him when he's by himself. I take a roll and dip it in the soup. I take a bite of it, and watch Harry. He turns and suddenly sees me. He smiles at me brightly, but his eyes have a spark of something in them.
"Hey Hermione. Still tired?" He asked. I nodded, taking another bite.
"What are you doing Hermione?" Fred asked, looking at me. Does he still like me? Or, love me, as George put it? I was confused. Then, I realized I was rubbing my arm again.
"Nothing." Wouldn't Fred know? Does he not know yet?
After a few minutes of talking, Mrs. Weasley set out the steak and added two chairs at the end of the table. One next to me, and one next to Ginny. "Andromeda and Teddy should be here soon!" She said, looking at the clock. She sat back down and we started to eat again. My gaze directed itself to the family clock. With every hand. Additionally, there were two extras. One for Harry, and one for me. Both at Home. A smile forms on my face, and I began eating the steak. After a few minutes, after I finished (I didn't really finish. Half of it was still left, but my appetite isn't back yet) the door opened and Andromeda and Teddy came in. She smiled at us all, and put Teddy next to me. She sat next to Ginny as Mrs. Weasley put a plate in front of her.
"Hello, everyone!" She said, smiling. Everyone welcomed her warmly. She tugged a piece of black hair behind her hair. I looked away. Fred eyed me. I turned towards Teddy and picked him up. His hair became a brown like mine, with blond highlights. I started to coo at him, and get the picture of Bellatrix out of my mind. It wasn't her. It was Andromeda. Sweet, kind, brave Andromeda.
"You okay, Mione?" A voice startled me. I turned to see who it was, bouncing Teddy in my lap. Just Fred. I let out a sigh of relief, nodding in reasurrance.
"Yes. Fine." I smiled at him to try and get him to believe it. He hesitated, but nodded. I turned, slowly towards Andromeda. I saw her smiling at me, but it was a sad smile. A little heartbroken. A little regretful. Some anguish.
"I'm sorry." Her voice was loud and clear. I understood it.
"I know." I replied, smiling back at her. My guess was that our smiles were very similar. She looked at me, tilting her head.
"We both are." That startled me. Who's both? Not Bellatrix. Sirius? He doesn't know though, right? Who else was there? Not Lucius, maybe Draco? Or, could it even be Narcissa? I stared at her, but didn't mouth her name. She nodded at me, and returned to talking to Ginny. Was that nod referring it to be Narcissa? I sighed, and looked at Fred. He was looking at Andromeda, and then back at me. He opened his mouth to say something just as Mrs. Weasley interupted him.
"Dessert!"

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