Author notes:Not really the first chapter haha, more of a prologue.
I would first like to say, none of the characters from the book Harry Potter belong to me, only those you have never heard of beforehandare mine. Everything from Hogwarts itself to Tom riddle is J.K.s i don't own any of it, I am just using them
/for pleasure of writing FanFictions.
I hope you all enjoy this novel I am writing and I hope to see your comments :)
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Standing in her dorm room in Hogwarts of witchcraft and wizardry, Hermione played with her golden time turner she had received as a gift from Professor Mcgonagall im her 5th year as a student.
Now she stands in the room as a graduate from the one place she loved to call home. She looked around the empty room and smiled sadly as the memories filled her mind. Her eyes dancing to each bed that was now bare from the sheets that kept every student
/warm.
She looked at the bed near the door and let out a soft huff as it was the bed of lavender brown who had sadly died in the war. She glanced at the bed next to it which had belonged to Parvati Patil, who also was murdered that night.
Hermione clutches tightly to the time turned, her tears falling faster now with each glance to each bed in the room of those she had lost as friends. Hardly anyone from her year had come back to finish their studies, they left her alone in a place that
/was once a home but now a place of remembrance of war and deaths.
Closing her eyes tightly she whispered softly.
"I wish none of this happened, I wish I could of stopped them from the death that haunts us all."
Unknowingly to her the magic of the castle began to tingle, slowly it pulled her magical signature into its walls and casted a strong spell.
As she walked out of the castles that once offered protection, she had unknowingly signed herself over into a new world of heart aches and mystery.