the_debt_of_time

self-sacrificing Gryffindor self and run headlong into the fray in an attempt
to stop a war that cannot be stopped, to save lives that cannot be saved, and
to redeem those who are, at that moment in time, irredeemable.
But you will try anyway. Because that is your heart, Hermione. It's
why you are so loved.
But please, I beg you, do not blame yourself over the future. What
is meant to happen will happen regardless of how it comes to be. Live your
life. Enjoy your life. And hopefully, very soon you will come across a very
lonely boy who is terrified to go to Hogwarts and is desperate for some
understanding friends.
Your ever devoted and obedient friend,
Remus
PS: Say hello to Dumbledore for me. He and I have always had a
shared interest in "Chocolate Frogs."
"No!" Hermione shouted as the feeling of betrayal washed over her.
How could he have done this to her? She was just starting to live again, to feel as
normal as she possibly could considering she had essentially lost her parents, went to war,
had been tortured, and killed a man all within one year. That was not even including
whatever it was that she had done regarding the bond that now existed between her and
Sirius.
Sirius!
He had kissed her and promised her that they would talk tomorrow. They would
be open and honest and deal with the "awkward adult conversations," as he had so
eloquently put it just minutes earlier. She wanted that conversation! She wanted answers to
the questions that had been bothering her all year when it came to the consequences of the
Blood Magic she had used to bring him back to life. Remus had taken that from her, only
to give her a new set of problems and even more questions without answers.
She read his letter again, unable to push down on the anger that was rising in her
chest every time she looked over the words pleading for her forgiveness. He had stolen a
Time-Turner, held on to it for over a year, and had followed through with an elaborate
plan to send her away, all because someone from his past told him to.
Slipping the Time-Turner securely around her neck, she moved to leave the empty
classroom. She needed answers; if this was not some horrible joke that her werewolf friend