A Secret is Meant to be Kept

When Ron lashes out at Hermione and gets them into a sticky situation, Hermione transports herself back in time. But the Marauders Era was a bit farther than she expected. She must figure out how to reverse the spell, deal with falling in love all over again and fight against some of the most notorious Death Eaters, who are inside the castle's walls. Not as intruders, but as classmates.

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39. Like Nails on a Chalkboard

Hermione heard a door slam, as footsteps approached her.  She felt a body next to her, and she wiped her eyes, and opened them to see Remus sitting beside her. 

"The future can be changed, that's why you've come here, right?" He spoke softly.

"How did you?"  She trailed off.

"I don't think this empty room could cause this much grief without it triggering some sort of memory...  Have you been here before?"

"Only in a dream.  A memory which hasn't happened yet.  Am I going mad Remus?"  Hermione asked genuinely concerned.

"Of course not.  It's hardly abnormal, just a... Different form of Occlumency!  Being in the past can cause you to forget some things, and help you remember things that aren't really there."  He said comfortingly.

"I can hear it." Hermione said, tears streaming down her face.

"What?"

"Their screams.  James and Lily.  This is where they died, Voldemort killed them, and tried to kill their son, Harry."

"What do you mean he... Tried...." Said Remus, trying to get as much out of her, without repressing bad memories or thoughts.  But Hermione started to scream.  The most bloodcurdling cry, and it was like nails on a chalkboard time 10,000 for Remus' werewolf sensitive hearing.  

"No, don't kill them!"  And then came more screaming, crying, a cry for help, pleading with someone who wasn't there.  All Remus could to was hold her.  He held her in his strong, muscular arms, and held her head to his chest, then rocked back and forth.  The tears streamed down her face, and she let out what she had been holding in since she was 11 years old.  Since her first adventure at Hogwarts.  All of the grief, pain, death, loss she had suffered through.  She let it all out.  And Remus held her, he held her as tight as he could.

"Please, please don't let go!", she screamed in agony, crying out for mercy.

"Shhhh...  Please, don't cry Hermione.  Shhhh..." He tried to calm her, but his pleas were drowned out by Hermione's screams.  

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