Hermione's POV

I wake up confused, what had happened to me? I notice I'm in the hospital wing again. I then notice a pile of sweets on my bedside table. "From your friends" Dumbledore states startling me. "I am sorry, I did not mean to alarm you" he tells me.

"What happened professor?" I ask him confused.

"I hoped you could tell me" he states. "What's the last thing you remember?" he asks me.

"There was an attack, writing on the wall" I state. "Is the student ok?" I ask him.

"Petrified, but alive. The drought needed to revive him won't be ready until towards the end of the year" he states. "What happened next?" he asks me.

"I had flashbacks of my second year, the same thing happened" I state.

"Did they stop?" he asks.

"Yes, but we never found out who was behind the attacks or what the monster was" I tell him.

"That's a shame, it could help prevent another attack" he says dejectedly.

"Somethings not right" I mutter.

"What do you mean?" he asks me.

"I feel like I've forgotten something, something important" I tell him.

"You've hurt your head, that could be the cause" he tells me.

"I was coming to tell you something, about the attacks. But then nothing" I state.

"I was afraid of that" he states.

"Professor?" I ask.

"I think the heir of slytherin knows who you are and where you are from. He or she attacked you and altered your memories. To prevent themselves from being exposed" he states.

"But that's powerful magic" I state.

"Not to mention illegal" he tells me.

"Can you retrieve my memories?" I ask him hopeful.

"I'm afraid not, but I advice caution Miss Granger. If the heir of slytherin does know who you are. You're life could be in danger" he tells me. Great not only do I have to worry about Tom Riddle, but now the heir of slytherin. I wish I was home. I didn't want to go through another year like my second. I have to find out who did this and expose them.

"I want to go home" I tell him. So he doesn't realize I plan on investigating this matter personally. I will find the heir and make whoever it is return my memories.

"I know you do and I am working on it. I've reached out to my friends at the ministry. But it's proving to be more difficult then I predicted. We will get you home" he assures me.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" I ask him.

"No, not yet" he tells me. "But I'm sure those at the ministry will want proof you are from the future" he states.

"But you know it's dangerous to mess with time" I tell him.

"I do" he says nodding his head solemnly. "Miss Granger, I don't wish to mislead you or give you false hope. There is a chance you may never return to your time" he tells me.

"But I must of" I tell him. "There's mention of me being here. So I must of returned somehow and everyones knowledge of me must of been erased from this time" I state. He becomes thoughtful.

"Leave it to me, for now keep your head down and be weary of who trust" he tells me. I nod my head and he left. I look through the cards. Most are from my house mates. But one I recognize as the anonymous person who gave me my sapphire necklace.

Dear Granger, I heard you were in an accident. I pray you get better soon and return to class. It's very dale to have no competition in classes with you in the hospital wing. Get better soon, enjoy the sugar quills

It read. Who is this person? They have to be a fifth year if we share classes. But what house are they from? Why didn't they meet me in the astronomy tower the night after my birthday? Another mystery to be solved.

Tom's POV

"Shame Kenning wasn't killed, but oh well we'll just try again" I state bored. "Malfoy, how's Granger?" I ask.

"I took her to the hospital wing like you told me too. I told the healer I found her unconscious on the third floor corridor on the right hand side. He brought it" he explains.

"Good, no doubt she'll wake today and be back in class tomorrow" I state.

"My lord, you seem to have an unusual interest in the girl" Nott says carefully.

"My interest in her is of no concern to any of you" I state. They bow their heads. "Now who should we attack next?" I ask them. They all smirk and start to spit out mud-blood names. In the end, we settled on a hufflepuff fourth year. Hallie Daring. I'd set the basilisk on her over Halloween. I don't want to draw to much attention and risk being discovered.

A/N

Picture above of Dumbledore.