If Tom Riddle had never become Voldemort, if Muggles could steal magic, if the Hogwarts Express left from Platform Nine and One Half... Hermione finds herself in a dangerous place surrounded by familiar faces of the past, but history has changed and she must be careful to hide her Mudblood background from the Ministry, and an increasingly curious Regulus Black.

[active] Looking around, she saw other trees, all tall and autumn-colored. In the distance, she could hear the evening bells. Dawn turned back and almost jumped out of her shoes; there was a man walking towards her. He sighed. "I'm Morty. You followed me here, and this is the Bellchime Trail." For Halloween. Ikarishipping...ish

[complete] Harry's back for his 5th year at Hogwarts with yet more adventures to come... written back when I was 11 or 12