Time traveling to the 1760s is as fun as you would've thought it to be. Too bad that I didn't think about it, and now I'm stuck in a foreign time with some orphan child from the Caribbean and no knowledge on how anything works. ---- The fifth of July. Such an average day, compared to the Fourth of July. To her, neither of those dates were supposed to matter, being European and all that. But when she is plunged into a different time, and is made to fight for a country that's not hers, she's wouldn't be surprised if that date will be engraved in her grave. And it is, which is strange, considering she's not dead. She's just... lost. ---- This is historically accurate-ish. I swear I'll fix the mistakes one day, but NOT TODAY BABYY In other words, I didn't find any historical Hamilton time travel fanfiction, so I wrote some myself. (FIRST DRAFT) CONTENT WARNING: This story contains some racist, sexist and homophobic language that reflects the historical time period when it's set. Book 1 of 2 in Historical Hamilton #1 on hamilton #4 on timetravel?? HOW??? #1 on alexanderhamilton #1 on itriedmybest #1 on johnlaurens #69 on lafayette (at one point- my proudest achievement yet)

My name is Charlotte. Charlie Granger. I'm eighteen, and I've always been in Hermione's shadow. She had sent me off to Australia with our parents. She never supported me being in Slytherin. I don't think she ever loved me. I've always been known as Hermione's Sister. This is what happened after I was retrieved from Australia. I will no longer be known as Hermione's Sister. I will make sure of it.