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One Soul Two Bodies	By : ForgetfulLove Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23722 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three

Diversus

The tea was set. Everyone sat in their respective places within the den. Dumbledore sat in a summoned red, tall back armchair. He was slowly putting lemon into his tea. The Order did their best to wait for him to finish, as they waited for him to tell them what happened to Hermione. Dumbledore blew slowly on his steam tea, before he took a sip.

"Please Albus, tell us what is going on." said Remus, as he tried to keep the growl of irritation from his tone. Tonks, who sat to his left, placed a hand on his thigh. This did nothing for his mood.

Dumbledore swallowed, "Mmm...that is a delightful cup of tea you brewed Molly." He then reached into his robes and pulled out the letter. "Draco, will you read this out loud to the group please? I am afraid my eyesight is not what it used to be." Draco, who sat by the fire on the floor, took the letter apprehension showed on his face. Did he really want to know what had happened to Hermione in her time of disappearance?

He opened the letter, the paper was old and yellowed, with a faint musk to it. He looked at the letter, it was in her handwriting, but the date did not make sense.

"This can't be from Hermione sir, the date makes no sense. She was not even alive yet at this time."

"Just read the letter Draco, it will make sense in due time." Dumbledore took another sip of his lemon tea.

Draco read the letter out loud:

'December, 27th 1977

Dear Headmaster,

I hope this letter reaches you at the time it is needed. I have hid it in your study on purpose. I do not know what your future holds now, but I hope you still go to your manor in the summers to read. When you met me two years ago I told you my name was Mia Wormsworth and that I was orphaned. You took me in and let me attend Hogwarts. I am sure you have figured out by now I am not who I say I am. My real name is Hermione Granger. I came here from the year 1995. I used the soul transfer spell to cross over into this time and take the body of a dead girl. I can only hope the body I left behind is not destroyed. I do not know what the world I am creating holds for me when I return. It can not be any worse than the one I came from.

I am certain I come from a world that is very different from yours. I came back in time to change many things. If neither Harry Potter or Neville Longbottom are the chosen ones to defeat Tom Riddle then I have been successful in one area. I have worked on destroying the Horcruxes he has created thus far. Upon my return I plan on killing him completely. I did not go back as far as I wanted to, it took to much of my power to get this far. I would have killed him while he was still in the womb if I would have been able to make it.

It scares me not knowing what I will be returning to when I make the trip back. I doubt I will have the Hermione's memories that lived there before. I will have to learn of her life and the people that existed in it. For all I know, I could be just a muggle. What if Harry Potter being the chosen one was the reason I was chosen by the Gods to be a witch? What if I was meant to be his friend and guide him in a war that would end in him dying? Which caused the Wizrding world to crumble as Voldemort rained over it until it bled out into the muggle world as well. It was the Salem Witch trials all over again. I never want to see that much blood again, I never want to hold Ron or Harry in my arms as they die. I needed to change it. Even if it means death by the Elders when I return. You told me once meddling with time was tricky business. Sometimes you can change small things, like when I broke Sirius out of prison with Harry or saved Buckbeak from being beheaded after Draco Malfoy accused the bird of attacking him. You said things like that the Elders could over look, but if a person were to change an entire timeline of events it would be another story. I don't care if I die for what I have done. If it means that James and Lily are alive and Harry is well and living a life he deserved in the first place, then it is worth it.

If I have done what I meant to do, then I am sure the events I have spoken of have made no sense to you. I plan on returning to my body December, 28th 1997. I hope I have a body to return too, I do not know where it is location wise. It should still be functioning, as long as it was not found and destroyed. I have placed spells on myself so that I do not die from starvation or dehydration. Please try to find my body before the date above. I have taken the precautions of modifying the memories of everyone I have come in contact with. It was painful, however I know it would have been more painful for them when this body is found. All they remember is the necessaries. James and Lilly know they must not conceive Harry until April. He must not be born in July, I have told Alice and Frank the same thing. They will remember this, they just won't remember me.

I hope to see you when I return. I hope you have not been killed like you were in my world.

Sincerely,

Hermione '

A thick silence hung in the room as Draco finished reading. No one knew how to take the information. Was it real or was this some type of hoax? "What is said in the letter is true. A girl by the name of Mia Wormsworth did exist at the time. I am the only one that remembers her. Though several people in this room knew her. I think it was right of her to remove your memories of her, I mourned the loss of her for many years after her body was found in Hogsmead." said Dumbleodre, his voice grave .

"I think I am having trouble understanding," said Molly, twisted her apron in her hands.

"Ask my dear, and I will try my best to answer."

"The girl sleeping in the other room is not the child I raised, she does not have her memories, she did not live her life correct?" she asked.

"You are correct. The girl in the other room lived a very different life from the one you knew, she had different friends, different enemies she was taught magic differently. She will have to learn of this world's history and she will have to remake friends with everyone. Please try to be civil to her during this time and keep in mind she is not the girl that disappeared two years ago. This will be hard for everyone."

"Of course Albus," Molly answered for the group. None of them noticed the girl standing in the shadow of the doorway, listening to their conversation.

A dry cotton mouth thirst was what had awoken Hermione Granger from her slumber. She stretched, all her muscles were stiff and hard to move. Several of her bones popped as she moved. .Her head was cold, slowly she reached up to touch her head. Her hair was gone, what had happened to it? She sat up in her bed and looked around. The room she was in was decorated in soft purple, pinks and whites with flower prints everywhere. The room was very feminine. It was not exactly something that met her tastes. Looking down, she saw she wore pink pajamas, definitely something that was not her.

A few pictures hung on the wall. With stiff legs she managed to stand and hobble over to get a better look at the pictures. Most of them had the Hermione that had resided here in them. Most of them consisted of pictures of her with Ron and Draco Malfoy all smiling and or laughing. She frowned, where was Harry? Was he not her friend in this world? Was he even alive in this world and then another question hit her, why did she appear to be best friends with Draco Malfoy? There were several pictures of them embracing.

She shook her head and tried to remind herself that this world was different. It was not like the one she grew up in. She studied the Hermione in the pictures a bit longer. The Hermione here liked to wear dresses and she smiled a lot. She seemed to be a happy person. Dresses were one of the things she did not like, they were not practical and she would have only worn them when the occasion called for it. How different was she from this other Hermione? Would she even be welcome to this world?

Her need for water made her put her curiosity on hold for a moment. Carefully, she made her way out of the room and down the hall to where she heard people talking. She wished she had a wand, but she did not know where hers was. Slowly, she hobbled her way to the doorway of the den, she made sure to hide in the shadows, she did not want her presence known of yet. She surveyed the people inside the room. There was Tonks, Lucius and Draco Malfoy but no Narcissia. Molly and Ron were there as well, but Aurthur, Ginny and the twins were not. Then Hermione's heart skipped a beat, Severus and Remus sat on the couch together, side by side, but they were not touching. Did this mean they had stayed friends? Perhaps even lovers after she had removed her other-self from their memories?

A/N: I debated with myself on how long and how much detail I wanted to put in this chapter. I feel ending it on a question works. You will learn more about this new world in the next chapters of this Part. Part II of the story focuses on her time in 1975-1977, so you will get to see that first hand too. When I get closer to it, I will explain Part III also.
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