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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 Five

Praeteritus quam Porro

Hermione sat at the dining table in the kitchen, it was morning now. A steaming bowl of porridge sat in front of her. Molly said it would be easy on her stomach. Hermione's nose turned up to the porridge when Molly was not looking, but she knew she had to eat it. She did not want to offended the woman, who was being very nice to her and she had no reason to be. Slowly, she ate her porridge, even though the texture was unpleasant to her. She was the only one at the table, Molly was busying herself with making breakfast for the others in the house. This was one thing Hermione guessed would never change in any world. It was comforting to know this.

She was now in a baby blue sundress and white sandels. They were the only shoes she could find that did not have a heel to them. She also could not find any jeans or shirts. The Hermione before her was obviously very femmine, she would have to see if there was a way she could get her wand or a wand so she could transfigure some of the clothes. Dresses were just not her. A knitted white cap was now on her bald head as well. No one had told her why she was bald, but she had not asked anyone either. She wasn't sure who to ask. She did not feel comfortable to do so. She felt like the person who did not speak the language of people around her so she was outcasted from them. Of course they had been civil and nice to her the night before, but how would the rest of the time be like? She was not the person they were used to. She could see how that would be uncomfrotable for them. Molly had only said a few words to her that morning and she had no idea how to start a conversation with the woman, she did not feel like it was her place.

Above her heavy foot falls could be heard on the hard wood floor, before they desceneded the stairs. Both Ron and Draco entered the kitchen, neither seemed as if they were truly awake. As if on auto piolit, they sat down in a chair on either side of her. She looked at them both, it was almost like being at the Burrow with Harry and Ron, they always had her sit in the middle. Except now, Draco replaced Harry's spot. It was strange. Her head started to hurt at trying to see the similaries between the world she was used to and the one she was in now.

"Good Morning," she said as she took another bite of her porridge.

It was then they seemed to realize that they had sat down next to her. Draco looked at her uneasily, he then stood. She placed her hand on his arm. He looked down at her confused. "You don't have to move," she said, "I was on edge and rude last night. I apologize for my behavior. I realize you are not the person I knew. It will just take me some time. That is, if you are willing to be patiant with me and let me get to know you." She then turned to Ron, "That goes for you too."

Ron turned his head so that he could look at her with his good eye. For the first time, she noticed the scar that went down his face and the way his eye was fused shut. With her left hand she reached up slowly to touch his face. Her touch was cool and gentle. Ron relaxed at her touch, his eye closed, as he leaned into her touch. "I'm sorry" she said. She could see and feel that she had failed somewhere and now she had to live with the consquences that came with meddling with time.

He opened his blue eye and looked at her with a frown, "Why?" he asked, his voice was horse from not hiaving been used in a long time. Her hand fell away.

Hermione looked at her porridge bowl. "I failed somewhere. You people haven't told me about this world, but I can see it and feel it. It's falling apart just like my world. If only I could have been stronger, I could have gone back further and done more. I could have killed that monster before he could ever leave his mark on this world. I am sorry I failed."

A hand went to her shoulder it was Draco's. She did not pull away from him. "You tried to make things better, that is all that counts."

Hermione let out cynical laugh, "I wish that were true, but it isn't." She pushed her bowl away from her, unable to eat anymore.

Molly came to the table, several platters of food were floating behind her before she directed them towards the table. "Eat up dears," she said to Ron and Draco, before she left the room.

"Where is she going? Isn't she going to eat?" asked Hermione, as she watched the woman leave the room.

Draco nodded his head as he filled his plate with food. "She is probably going to go talk with the others while we eat. Even though we are of age, they still leave of us out of things."

"I am past of age, I am almost twenty."

They both looked at her with surprise. "You are almost twenty?" asked Ron.

Hermione nodded. I have always been a year older than the other kids in my year. But when I used a time turner in my third year it also aged me a year, so I am almost twenty."

"Technically, you are eighteen almost nineteen. Our Hermione never used a time turner."

Hermione tilted her head to the side. "Well, I can't say I am disappointed to hear that. That was a busy year of my life, its nice to know I have a year back."

The door opened and several Order members filed in. Lucius, Remus and Severus were among them. As soon as Hermione saw Lucius she tensed. Her heart sped up, Draco took notice of her change in behavoir and he knew it was becuase of his father. He did not need to ask to know that his father had been one of her rapists in her world. It was written all over her face. "He is not the same as the man you knew. "

Hermione nodded and closed her eyes as she tried to calm herself. "I know," she said, "It doesn't change the fact that his face is still the same. I need some air." She stood and left the room. She did not know how to get outside, but as long as she was away from Lucius she really did not care if she found the outside or not. She sat on the stairs outside the kitchen instead.

"Hermione?" the gentle voice of Remus met her ears and she felt safe. He sat down next to her on the step. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes. It's just taking time to get used to this world. I am not used to having the Malfoys around me. It is taking my nerves to the edge."

"It will get easier once you see Lucius is nothing like the man who lived in your world."

"I know this. It doesn't change the fact that even though there is a personality change he still has the same face." Remus touched her shoulder gentlly and then pulled her into a small embrace. Why did this feel so right to him? He could not understand it. She cried into his shoulder. It was all so overwhelming. He held her until her tears subsided. She pulled away from him and looked at him with a watery smile. At that moment she wanted to kiss him, she wanted to remember what it was like to kiss him, even though he did not remember kissing her. She had taken that memory from him in the past so that he would not have to live twenty years without her. She wanted him to be able to move on.

"Remus?" called Tonks as she came through the door of the kitchen.

Hermione pulled away from him completely, apparently he had moved on. Hermione wiped the tear tracks from her cheeks and turned away from Remus.

"Yes Nymphadora?" he asked, his tone slightly irritated, the woman had interrupted moment with Hermione. He had never felt so calm before, but now that was all gone.

"Come eat your breakfast. It is getting cold." Tonks moved closer to the stairs to see what was going on, of course she saw nothing, but that did not stop her from being suspicous.

"I'll be there in a moment." he said.

Hermione stood from the step. She could not look at Remus. "I think I may go lie down for a while, I am still a bit fatigued from the transfer." She did not wait for a reply as she walked away from the stairs and went down a short hall to where her room was.

Upon entering she closed the door behind her. The tears fell down her cheeks freely again. She would now have to learn to let Remus go too. She went over to the standing mirror by her wardrobe. Slowly, she lifted her blue dress until she could see her stomach. Even though her stomach was still slightly concaved, she still pushed it out as far as it could go unitl a small bump formed. She touched it. If her time had not been up for her in the past, she could still be in the body that was pregnant. She was not sure at the time, but now she was certain it had been Remus's. She wanted her unborn child back. She wanted Remus and Severus back, she wanted them to remember. She wanted a lot of things. Call her selfish, but all she was looking for was the happiness she once had. Now, the past was long ago and farway.

She went to move to her bed, when a floor board popped up under the weight of her foot. Frowning, she got on the floor and pulled the floor board up. Reaching into the hole she felt around. Something solid hit her hand. Grasping it she pulled it out. It was a red leather bound book. Flipping it open she looked at its contents. Her eyes grew wide. It was journal, it was the other Hermione's journal.

A/N: Before anyone asks again...No this is not a Ron/Hermione fic. It is a Hermione/Remus/Severus/? Fic. For those of you who haven't figured out the last person I will leave it a mystery, and no it is not Ron. I hope everybody is still enjoying the fic!
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