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Screaming. Curses. Smoke. And always running, running, running. Stillness meant never moving again. Stillness meant death. Sand. Shimmering with shattered glass and bits of gold. Then nothing but black black black. A spinning void. A cone of stillness with a voice, a girl's voice, repeating: My name is Hermione.
When she woke, before she even opened her eyes, she murmured, "My name is Hermione."
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Time Travel fic in which an amnesiac Hermione ends up in the 1940s during Tom Riddle's sixth year. Tropes Tropes Tropes.