Where Is My Husband and Who Is He? | By : SweetHoney Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 4584 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Taking a break form my other stories. I had the idea for this plot for a few years and I finally decided to write it.
Having exited from a classroom, Hermione went into an old and empty classroom and pulled out her time turner. She spun it once before she felt her leg itching. She looked down and shrieked at the spider that was making its way up her leg. Hopping on one foot, she kicked her leg in the air to shake the arachnid off her. Losing her footing, she tripped and fell on her back and lost her grip on the time turner. Quickly composing herself, she retrieved the time turner that fallen a few inches away. She patted the dust from her robes and wondered what the time was. Seeing that the halls were empty, Hermione assumed the other students were all attending their class. She decided to go have a look at the clock to see what hour it was, since she saw the time turner was still spinning when she dropped it. Cautiously, she stayed close to the walls and kept her head low to prevent anyone from noticing her, but it seem someone did. Hermione came to a halt when she heard a voice calling her name. She turned around to answer the person when someone else answered instead.
"Yes, Professor?" came the feminine voice.
Afraid she was going to be caught roaming the halls and get in trouble pressed her small body against a dark corner. Hermione glanced around the hall but saw no one.
"You're quite fast for someone in your condition." Hermione heard the other voice said.
Laughter could be heard behind a door on Hermione's right. She supposed there was another person with the same name as her and the other Hermione must be the person was calling. Curious about girl with the same name, Hermione followed the voices until she found the back of two adults, a man and woman, walking down the hall. She followed them at a close distance and eavesdropped.
"Sorry to call you here at the last minute." said a man with black hair and dark robes.
"Don't worry, Neville, I'm glad to help." replied the other Hermione.
Hermione stopped walking and thought over what that woman had called the man. It must be a coincidence. There are many people with the name Hermione and Neville.
"The new school year is starting next week. Always drives me mental around this time." said Neville. "I wonder if the new ones will like me."
The other Hermione laughed and patted his back. "They'll love you. You're a splendid teacher."
"Thanks." Neville said as he turned to the side and hugged her, which gave Hermione a good view of the two.
Hermione stared in horror at the realization. The man was Neville Longbottom, but older. And the woman was her, but older and fat.
"You best go home now." said Neville, "That husband of yours will probably hex me if he found out I sneaked you out of the house."
When the adults released each other, Hermione saw that her older self was only large around the belly region and found it odd.
Adult Hermione rubbed her belly. "I needed to come out. He had me locked in there like a prisoner."
The younger Hermione tilted her head and narrowed her eyes at the hand that was rubbing circles over her belly. She placed her hand over her own flat stomach and looked down at herself and back at the other Hermione. Still not understanding the gesture, she stared hard at her distended stomach. It took a minute for her to comprehend what she was seeing. She gasped at the truth that hit her square on the face. She wasn't fat, she was pregnant!
"Did you hear that?"
The adults glanced behind them, but missed the younger Hermione by seconds. She had gathered her wits long enough to hid from them by wedging herself between a large statue and the wall. When she didn't hear their foot steps anymore, Hermione emerged her from hiding spot and pulled out her time turner. It didn't mattered what time it was, she had to go back to her time right now. She was in the future, that much she had deduced, and she was not supposed to be there. Not supposed to see older versions of herself or her friend. Or herself pregnant! It was too much for her young mind to process.
With shaking hands, she spun the dial...
It has been five years since that incident had occurred in her third year and Hermione continued her life as usual. She refused to acknowledge it or return to that time in the future to see more of it. It was an accident. Something she was not meant to witness, therefore, she suppressed it from her mind. There were many distractions involving schoolwork, Harry, Ron, and a certain organization that was attempting to enslave her kind. But things happened fast, years past by like a blink of an eye. The war was over, Voldemort was dead, and the Death Eaters were caught. The only distraction she had left was school work but that was temporary indulgence.
She was currently eighteen, time was drawing near. There was no stopping it.
Her mine burned with the question. Who was her husband to be?
Any guesses?
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