Authors note:
This is a plot bunny that grabbed me one night while on the road. It's very AU, a little OC and a little mary sue if I am honest. It's a bit of work to get me motivated to finish my other works of have the courage to trash them altogether. This fic is about half written in my handy dandy composition notebook but could really use the touch of an alpha and beta reader. I need someone who will look at my grammar and spelling but also somebody who will read my rough drafts and give me advice; hence the alpha before my beta gets their hands on it. Let me know if you're interested. This is just a tid bit to catch some attention of beta readers and to let people know I haven't died. I'll start posting when I start getting chapters fully looked over.
Background: AU. I had other plans for my background but have changed it now that I've ironed out some details. Though I am too much a romantic for all those people to have died in the war so everyone lived. Dumbledore is headmaster with all limbs normal.
"Try adding one more."
"That isn't a good idea, look at the color."
"I think it needs another. I've brewed the aging potion a few times and the color looks just right for where we want it to go. I think if we add another it will make it sustain longer."
"That's not what the theory says. That's the whole reason I'm here, to give you theory. If you add another it could be catastrophic."
"Come on, where's your sense of adventure?"
George smirked at Fred. He dropped another beetle in the cauldron while Hermione's attention was on his twin. The potion bubbling away on the wood bench in the back room of Weasleys Wizard Wheezes started to gurble and froth over. Hermione whipped her head around to see what was going on and only just caught sight of George smirking as he turned to bolt out of the room. Fred grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the door on the opposite wall that led outside.
Everything was slow motion around her as Hermione ran. She looked over her shoulder, head the bang then felt the aftershock hit her.
She knew she didn't make it out in time.