Lucifer

(Hell)

It was a hard job he was to do.

Lucifer knew young Hermione Granger would be useful to his 'children', but his problem lied with her.

He had observed the full effect of her insanity, and truly got a grip on how far she had fallen.

She was far disconnected from reality, as she seemed to still be living in her Hogwarts years, or she thought so.

*Apparently, she had no knowledge of Voldemort, or any negative aspects of her life.

*Malfoy, forgotten.

*Dumbledore, forgotten.

*Snape, forgotten.

Surprisingly, most of the Weasleys were forgotten as well. Lucifer wondered about it, but decided to think it over later.

Lucifer could easily put a straight-frame on her mind, and send her back, but there was a small problem there.

She'd want to become Harry's friend once more, but she would want to befriend Ronald Weasley as well...

And he knew Harry would rather take a dip in the Styx rather than spend time with the greedy redhead.

Lucifer now sat inside his palace, shifting through the mind of the young brunette, and was changing her memories slowly. He took her memories of any good thing Ronald had done for her, which unsurprisingly wasn't much, removed it, and gave her just good memories of Harry, Luna, and Neville.

He was having difficulties though, as some memories of Weasley stuck to her mind, so much so that he couldn't remove every part of him, so he removed the best of him.

He also kicked up the rebellious urges inside her, so she wouldn't flock so quickly to Dumbledore and his wicked sheep.

Seeing that her mind was in a suitable enough state, Lucifer retreated and let the brunette awaken.

"W-what happened...?" Hermione asked in a childish voice, as she lifted herself from the marble floor, and looked to him in confusion.

"You're ready now, come on... we've got to go." Lucifer said, as he lifted her to her feet, and led her out of the palace.

"Where are we going...?" Hermione asked him, as they passed through the dark streets. Her main attention was on the sky, as a part of her said the sky wasn't that color. She shook it off, and looked towards the large building that Lucifer was leading her to.

"To the Timestand, he'll send you back."

"What's a timestand?" She asked in confusion, as she looked at him, head cocked to the side.

"Why do I get the feeling I'm going to hate you?"

Hellsettler's

(Hogwarts Grounds)

It was with a loud screech, that the Hogwarts Express stopped at Hogsmeade Station, or what they called a station.

One by one, the student piled out of the train, and onto the aged wooden platform.

At the rear of the wave of black, the trio stepped into the moonlight, and walked with the crowd.

Harry Potter looked over the mass of cloaked students, and caught sight of the half-giant and the boats near the Black Lake.

Harry, Neville, and Luna walked over when Rubeus Hagrid called the students, and walked to the farthest boat. Luckily, Ronald and Draco both climbed into different boats, far from their own.

They knew that the boats fitted four, so once they climbed aboard their boat, they waited for who would join them, when the bushy-haired girl they had tried to avoid climbed into the boat.

The four merely engaged in a staring contest, before Luna spoke up.

"She isn't the normal Hermione. She's the one we knew." She said, her tone bitter towards the other girl.

Harry and Neville grimaced at this, as they really didn't want another reminder of their original timeline.

"Why are you here?" Harry asked the girl who had followed them into the past, who just looked at him in amazement.

"Lucifer said that I could see you and Ron again Harry... But he won't talk to me... " Hermione muttered as she shot a look at the redhead across the lake, who just ignored her glance.

"That isn't the old Ron, that one is rotting underneath an icy lake in Hell." Neville said harshly, as he thought once more about the redheaded skeleton.

"Why?"

"He was a greedy, treacherous git. He got what he deserved." Harry growled, his words surprising the girl who was shocked how Harry talked about his 'best friend.'

"Harry! He is our friend..." Hermione mumbled, looking down at her lap at this. She seemed sort of lost for a moment, before looking back at them.

"He stopped being my friend in 81, when he joined on with that bearded bastard. Just like you!" Harry yelled back, his rare anger coming out to play. He had never had someone to let his anger out on, so his bottled-up vengeance was leaking to the surface.

The force of his raw magic was heating up the lake around them, causing dead fish to rise to the surface, and the edges of their boat began to break apart, the entire thing shaking at the rhythm of his deep breathing.

Before their boat could break from underneath them, Neville jumped forward and wrestled Harry back down to their seat. Hermione had no idea how much he had helped her.

"Hermione Granger, if I must, I recommend that you leave us alone as soon as we touch land." Luna told her, cold fire in her eyes.

The brunette simply nodded at this, and sat back in silence. Her mood improved slightly though, as Harry and Ron encouraged her inside her mind.

She wouldn't give up yet.

Elohim

(The Hall of Cronus)

Elohim, the entity most commonly referred to as God, was facing a problem.

He had felt and noticed strange effects when he would travel to Earth, and began to think. It took him a long time to think over the possible cause of these changes, when he decided to visit Cronus' realm.

He had traveled into the Greek afterlife once more, a dimension he hadn't visited since his days as Zeus, and entered the place that Cronus had once called his own.

The Hall of Cronus was a tall grey palace, which looked much like how the Pantheon had looked back during the days of the Greek, but much more sinister.

He had never visited the former house of his father during his time as an Olympian, as his father hadn't been there during the Greek period.

It had only been during the Roman period, when he had been released from hell as Saturn, when he had returned.

After a long time in the honor of Rome, his father had retreated back to the Greek afterlife, where he resided to the current day.

As Elohim walked closer to the dark building, he felt his beard regrow once more, and a regal toga began to form over him, as he once more took on the form of the Thunder God.

Once he reached the large entrance doors of the hall, he knocked his thick knuckles against the stone doors, creating a large echoing noise throughout the structure. At the sound, the doors creaked open slowly, allowing him entrance.

He put himself together, and walked through the doors, into the fortress of time. He began to walk for what seemed to be an endless entirety, but eventually he reached what he guessed to be the throne room, as there sat a giant silver throne, where a thin elderly man sat calmly.

Zeus stepped to the front of the throne, and placed himself before his father, who seemed to have not noticed him.

Before Zeus could speak, the olden entity spoke to him.

"Zeus... or is it Elohim now? I know why you have come, as I see your brother Hades had been busy... I do not like his actions, since he is using the help of my counterpart to manipulate time to his whim.''

''As I was sentenced to parole in the afterlife, I haven't been able to stop him, and neither can you... " Cronus, Saturn, Chronos, 'Father Time' said to his son, the one he hated the most. He would not give his son guidance or assistance in his time of need.

"Father, I must stop him." Zeus pleaded to his father, a part of him knowing he wouldn't be very helpful after the whole castration thing...

"Your brother is working on his own accord, and within his own rules. While I do not like that he is imposing on my domain, I can not stop him. If I Cronus, one of the last remaining Titans, can not stop him... what makes you think you can?"

"I have faith that I can."

"Faith is for the foolish." Cronus muttered, disliking how his son had placed so much emphasis on the belief in his later incarnation.

"Faith is all that some have, even those that may be foolish, it is all they can do. Believing is sometimes enough for them."

"What do they have faith in? You?! You who sits up in your pearly white clouds, and watches as your world burns! What happened to the Greek and Roman honor in you?''

''You still use the name Zeus and Jupiter, but you do nothing they would... You don't have the balls to do something on your own." Cronus swore, making his son angry at the fact that his father was essentially being a hypocrite.

"I've not been Zeus in a long time old man!" Zeus, Elohim once more, screamed at the man.

Elohim quickly scratched his nails along the marble floor, causing gigantic cracks through the entire room, and holes to form. One such hole, swallowed up Cronus' throne, dumping the man onto the floor.

"You will regret that boy... There is no scythe this time!" Cronus exclaimed, getting to his feet, as his body grew from the pasty thin it used to be, into a brawny and hard frame.

Reaching his hand forward, he froze Elohim in time temporally. Elohim was shocked, as he had never before felt the effect of time itself, and was left struggling to escape.

"We're fighting on my terms this time you bastard." Cronus growled, as he dug his long fingernails into the shorter man's neck. Elohim groaned in pain, as blood began to pool from the wounds in his throat.

"Fine by me...."