Disclaimer: No I don't own Harry Potter etc. J K Rowling does.
Author's Note: so, I carried on. Mysterious it should be unless you've read my other story. Though I'm not sure if these chapters after number one live up to my work. You decide.
To the future
Chapter 2: 'Spiral Down, And Around'
--------The summer between year 4 and 5 ------
She woke up sweating.
A scream stifled form her mouth by her own unconsciously lifted hand.
Again she'd dreamt it.
Recently it haunted her.
Not since her second year had she thought much about it.
It was as if in the night reality and the future terror united.
What she'd seen……
She shouldn't have
That was it. she never should have gone forward further.
Things you don't understand are very bad to meddle in.
But as a knowitall she'd presumed….incorrectly.
And her nightmares where as a result.
What was worse though was that they might turn out to be entirely true.
But this is what happens when you go to the future. Twice.
Reaching for a glass of water on her bedside table, she dropped it in surprise at the face she saw reflected in the shiny clear liquid mirror.
It was in the dream. She'd looked just the same.
The anguished figure.
Unsure, uncared for. Even by herself.
Like the dream lingered in her.
No escape almost.
She started to cry.
Why so difficult?
*All I wanted was to know everything would be alright*
Too much to ask for evidently.
////the future 10 years from then////hermione's trip to the future
Hogwarts was black. Scorched bricks remained laying around.
The lake was sludgy, the grounds bloodied. A site of a great battle.
She tore down the path to hogsmede intent on finding out what this scene was.
The village was no better. The inn flaming. Sign hanging half burnt. The smoke billowing out over the empty area.
How had this become the place she'd live in?
Did she live in this future?
Who had made it so?
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she tried not to cry too loudly as she went over the events in her mind.
It was ironic.
She'd done that to them.
Condemned the world.
Every single person no matter who they were, suffered in the future because of her.
Because of her refusal to give up the pleasures of the heart.
To make one person totally happy for a few years, she forsaken the rest of the population for their entire lives.
Generations.
The only thing that made the idea tolerable was that she knew it didn't have to be so.
She could change the future to something different.
Hoping only that it could be better.
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