The sands of time
Prologue~ Just the start of a crazy day
"Hey, Gin, Bid, wait up!!!" panted Hermione. She was jogging along the third floor corridor as fast as she could go (which wasn't very fast at all, as she was carrying a heavy schoolbag full of books.) The portraits, scowling at the three teenagers racing down the corridor, only got a muffled 'sorry, we're late' for their efforts to stop them from running.
"Why should we, Hermione?" yelled Biddy O'Ryan over her shoulder. "You're the one who tries to carry around twenty million books in that tiny bag of yours, and then keeps dropping them, thus slowing you down!"
"You two, stop bickering. We're already really, really late for Charms!" shouted Virginia Weasley. Glancing around, she saw they were nowhere near the Charms corridor, but it seemed that they were lost. She didn't think it was a good idea to ask a portrait, since the only one near them was Sir Cadogan, the slightly crazy knight. Tat meant they were somewhere near the North Tower, miles from the Charms classroom. 'Oh no', she thought with a scowl, 'we must have taken a wrong turn when Peeves distracted us!'
"Hermione. I know you said you wouldn't use it again, but we need to use the time turner. We're lost, you do realise that?" came Biddy's voice.
"Oh, all right. Just this once, though! Gin, Bid, step back. Watch and learn." She laughed, reached into her pocket, and drew out what looked like a little hour-glass on a chain. "One turn should do it," she muttered to herself. She was just about to turn it once, when Ginny noticed a little dial with a knob that appeared to be working. Immediately her mind started scheming…
"Hermione," she said sweetly, "May I turn it, just this once? I'll be careful, I promise!"
"I don't know.." said Hermione doubtfully, but one look at Ginny's pleading face and she relented.
"Just this once, though!" she said, and grinned. "McGonnagall would have my socks if she knew!"
So Ginny was given the hour-glass. She saw three little symbols. There were three. A triangle, (the second picture) the square which the knob was pointing to,(the first) and a circle. It had writing inside it. 'this knob reads cent-' Before she could investigate any further, however, Biddy took it upon herself, at that exact moment, to stand on Ginny's foot. On her heel. Ginny howled in pain, and, unfortunately, her finger, resting on the little knob, switched it to the circle, and in the exact same second, then dropped the hour-glass. And broke it. The last thing they heard before flying off through time, was the unmistakable wail:
"You promised you'd be careful!"
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