Hermione Jane Granger prided herself in being in the highest moral standards. She followed the rules unless completely necessary. She did her best in school, respected her elders, and loved her parents. The child of two pearly-smiling dentists, she brushed her teeth three times a day, not too hard, not too soft, flossed, and rinsed with a non-magical mouthwash. She didn't have any problems with staying away from irresponsible behavior.

Hermione Granger, by definition, could be called a goody-goody, teacher's pet, know-it-all, bushy-haired, buck-toothed simpleton.

When a rule was made, Hermione Granger simply followed it without question. Someone in a place of authority must have made it, and authority figures are meant to be respected.

Many people questioned Miss Granger's choice in friends. Harry James Potter and Ronald Bilius Weasley were anything but studious. Sometimes, the Professors in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry swore they actually looked for trouble.

"How could a flobberworm wearing a yellow jumper have possibly gotten into their dormitory?"

The point here is that Hermione Granger and Messrs Potter and Weasley were complete opposites, which introduces our story.

It was a bright and sunny day, for only on such days do the fun anecdotes arrive. The Golden Trio, fondly dubbed by anonymous farts, were sitting under a tree. They were talking about random nonsense that is not needed for the plotline. All you need to take from this description is that they were happily sitting there, chatting, and being friends. No mischief, no tomfoolery, no evil nose-less racists trying to kill them.

You see, such a nose-less racist did not exist. He had existed at one point, but he had been defeated over a year ago. Mr. Potter had done his business, Ron ate some snacks, and Hermione spouted random facts. Look at that: poetry.

You see, this peaceful, humorous beginning was completely necessary to contrast the rest of this story. The rest of this story is anything but serene.

The trio is finishing their missed year at Hogwarts. The boys are doing the bare minimum. Miss Granger is doing far too much.

The Department of Mysteries thought they had the whole lot of Time Turners… but, alas. Headmistress McGonagall had inherited a few tricks from the late Headmaster Dumbledore.

Because of Miss Granger's heavy workload, a time turner was employed.

And, indeed, as a time turner brings you back through time, this stunning tale will transport you to a fantastical world that was thought not to exist…