Timeturner fun

Authors Note:
Not all the warnings happen in this chapter. I really liked this idea when it came to me, and I hope you do too!Go on,get reading..more to come!
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Intro - Stranger in the mirror

Hermione Granger looked at herself critically in the mirror.
Her breasts had not grown at all. It must've been the first time a spell had failed her. She frowned slightly, and tried on her new push up bra. It was a Muggle bra, no funny business. They did seem a bit bigger, didn't they? As she cupped her hands on her breasts, on the outside of the soft texture of her bra, she spotted someone in the mirror, and spun around. "Who are..?" She thought she saw who, but before she could be sure, the person vanished. Another frown appeared on her forehead. "I was sure that was...no, it couldn't have been." Shaking her head, she got dressed, and left the dormitory.

Ronald was waiting for her, this would be their first official date. It was Hogwarts weekend, and Valentines day was just around the corner. Hermione had gone through a lot of trouble picking out her clothes today, she hoped Ron would notice. A warm, but tight, lime-coloured sweater, covered in little silver hearts (how dim would he be not to get that message?), and the tightest pair of dark jeans she had.A silver heart on a chain around her neck, and a heart on a clip in her hair. The only one in the common room was Harry.She sighed, and failed to notice Harrys look of utter bewilderment. "Isn't he ready yet?" Harry looked from the portrait hole, and back to Hermione, opening his mouth to speak, but seemingly deciding against it.She meant to ask him what that was all about, but then Ron entered. His cologne entered before him, a pleasant smell teasing Hermiones senses. She had been ready for him for a long time, only waiting for him to give the signal.

Ronald had failed to see her signals, whereas Viktor had not. All she wanted was to make Ron jealous. She didn't fall for Viktor they way she fell for Ron, but as a physical replacement, he did just fine. He was handsome, and courteus, and a good friend. And a good kisser. Viktor was the only one she had ever kissed, and she sort of regretted it. She did want Ron to be the one, but it hadn't happened like that. Lately she had wondered if he ever would get the nerve to kiss her at all. She had asked him out, she had said it was a date, she made all the shots. Hermione looked at Ron. He looked at her, insecure about her silent reaction. He was wearing tattered ble jeans, a brown hooded jacket, and what seemed like gel in his hair. Hermione was actually a bit breathless, and couldn't help but to smile. "Ready?" He asked nervously, hoping for approval of the outfit, and taking the smile as a good sign. Hermione nodded, and they left. Harry sat back, wondering what had happened, but not mentioning it to anyone.

Hermione and Ron walked in silence for awhile, got a few glances, which annoyed Hermione. "Listen,Ron.I don't want to push you..but..do you mind if we hold hands atleast?" She didn't say it out loud, even though she wanted to. She had the urge to shake him up sometimes.She had needs, she wanted sex, no matter what everyone seemed to think, that she was just a bookish nerd.But.. she didn't want there to be anyone else. Not when she and Ron were so close at getting started.
If only he would get a move on and understand....

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Hermione woke up, a warm tingling sensation spreading between her legs. She was so close and then she woke up. In the dream, Ron had been kissing her, and touching her breasts. She hadn't wanted him to stop, and for a second,it felt like there was someone there... She hissed in frustration, but bit her lip.She didn't want of the other girls to hear her. Hermione pulled off her t-shirt, and spread her legs a little bit.
She thought she heard someone sneaking out out of the dorm, but she had already put her hand down her underpants, and started caressing the warm,pink flower.

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"Hermione!" Hermione turned at the sharp voice. Lavender Brown was making her way towards her through the crowd. Hermione had been waiting for this. Lavender had been furious ever since Hermione had snatched Ron from under her nose,and just waiting for a reason to get her. Now it seemed,she had found one.Hermione braced herself for the explosion. Lavender, a seemingly rational young girl,pushed girls out of the way to get to Hermione. When they were face to face Lavender looked almost gleeful. "So...that's how you did it." "Did what,Lavender..?" Hermione looked stern, but with an air of resignation about her. "How you got Ron. Everyone knows I'm way prettier than you." Lavenders mean streak had really started showing after Ron blew her off. Hermione rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Lavender." Hermione made to leave, being publicly trashtalked to wasn't something she enjoyed.

Lavender grabbed her arm, and threw her into the wall. "No way you're getting out of this. Little miss perfect,little miss get's her homework,and still has time for her boyfriend..." Lavenders eyes scanned the small group of girls in the corridor. "Want to know how she did it?How she got perfect grades?" A slight murmur came from the crowd. A shocked Hermione tried to get eyecontact with the now slightly threatening crowd. "Well, little miss perfect had a TIME-TURNER to help her out. She's been able to go back in classes, go back and forth in time as she please, to do whatever she wants..Whenever she wants." The crowd exchanged dark glances. Hermione stuttered "Now,really...th-that's not how it works.." but as Lavender closed in on her, a malicious look on her face, wand in hand, she lost the ability to speak.
"Take her wand.." "Break her wand!" the murmurs continued, and Hermione started becoming really nervous. Then, in a flash a spell hit Lavender,and slammed her into the wall. The crowd of girls scattered rapidly, and Hermione made a run for it, after her saviour. All she managed to see before the person got away, was a gryffindor tie, and bushy,brown hair.

Who could it have been?