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Thrust Backwards	By : MissDirected Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 2390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had all happened so quickly.
She pushed herself off from the ground into a kneeling position, her head buzzing. It was almost as though she'd been spending the night drinking a ridiculous amount of alcohol with no form of sustenance and less water. Her entire body ached, a dull thud of an ache which began towards the top of her head and did not break until it reached the tips of her toes. Was she hit by something like a falling rock or a mislaid spell of some kind? There were no panicked voices rushing to see if she was okay, she couldn't hear the sounds of the spells being fired between him and Harry. Everything had been so loud and now it was deathly quiet.
It was too quiet. Hermione was almost afraid to open her eyes. Gingerly she creaked open one eye and instantly wished she hadn't. There was nothing! Well, obviously there was something. She was still in the courtyard, hell she was in the exact same place as she had been five minutes earlier. The difference being there were no Death Eaters, nor were there any students. Harry and Voldemort had vanished.
"What…?" She questioned, a million thoughts rapidly running through her mind but not one stuck. For once, the brilliant mind of Hermione Granger could not come up with a single logical reason for this oddity.
The courtyard looked as she remembered it, but more intact. Nothing was broken. She glanced up to the large ornate clock and found it read roughly the same time as it had when she last looked at it. Had she moved or had they? Utterly confused and with no plan in her mind she pushed through the doors. Half expecting to find a gaggle of students celebrating the Dark Lord's defeat and half expecting more of the same nothingness.
She found the latter.
The Castle's interior was much as she remembered, yet still it seemed oddly darker to her. She ran her hands up and down her arms, not because she was cold but because she couldn't quite shift the feeling of unease that ran the length of her spine. She wandered through the deserted corridors hoping to run across someone, anyone! Hell she'd even be happy to see Peeves! But the castle, for all intents and purposes seemed utterly deserted.
"You look lost, love." A voice came from the left of her as she reached the staircase. Hermione gave a little squeak of surprise as she turned and was faced with a portrait. Her hand had clenched over her breast as though clutching her heart. Which was beating quite a considerable amount faster. "Are you feeling quite alright Miss?"
"I'm perfectly fine, thank you." Hermione replied, the lie clearly etched by the way her tone broke.
"Without sounding too much like a nag," The portrait continued, "But I must point out the fact that you look like a lost lamb. Not to mention that you appear to be quite filthy and covered in what I hope to be dried mud."
Of course Hermione had just been in the middle of a bloody war zone which apparently hadn't touched this castle. She had been rather preoccupied wandering around looking for someone, anyone who could tell her what was going on that she hadn't thought much of her current appearance. She must have looked an absolute fright! By now the other portraits on the stairwell were nodding in earnest, one even held up a mirror for her to look in.
She had patches of dried dirt on her face, her hair was covered in dust making her look grey in patches. Though to be fair with all she'd been through she wouldn't have been at all surprised if she had found grey hair. Her clothes were torn in places, cuts and bruises marred her flesh where it could be seen and there was evidence of dried on blood on her clothes. Not all of it hers either.
"It's been a rough day." She stated, to which some of the portraits simply said 'clearly.' Hermione was tired, her head was hurting and still this made absolutely no sense to her. How could it? People didn't just blink and end up somewhere else, well they could if they apparated but seriously! This was taking the proverbial cake! "I don't suppose you could tell me where I am? Or when I am…" She asked them, to which she got some rather odd looks. However the voice that answered her was somewhat hauntingly familiar, yet at the same time lacked that bit of gentility that it normally held. Or was it tiredness that was missing. As she looked up, her eyes met the blue eyes of one Albus Dumbledore… a decidedly less silver haired and evidently younger Albus Dumbledore.
"You are in Hogwarts." He stated, "And the date is August 27th 1944."
Well…. Shit.
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