Back In Time
So, this story is written by the request of my younger sister, Novah, who turned 16 on August 21! I really hope everyone likes it! Please review!
Prologue
Hermione glanced at her watch. Oh no. She had barely five minutes to get to the dungeons for potions! She grabbed her books and her perfectly completed homework and ran out the door of the Gryffindor common room. She wasnt going to make it in time. But suddenly, she remembered the little thing she carried around her neck-a time turner.
Hermione had used it a couple times before, and so she had absolutely no compunctions about doing so again. She paused and began to careful set the time turner. But as she did so, she dropped her books, breaking her concentration. She suddenly felt dizzy as time flew by. Hermione knew that she was going back in time, and much further than intended at that.
But then everything went black.
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Hermione woke up three hours later in the hospital wing. She felt sort of drowsy, and still very dizzy. She put a hand to her head, suddenly feeling the terrible headache that had crept upon her. She went to look at her watch, but it was gone. She didnt see her wand either, so she couldn't cast a tempus spell to see what time it was.
Hermione lay back and shut her eyes. She knew she needed to sleep but and couldn't. She wanted to know what had happened.
Suddenly, a younger looking Madame Pomphrey approached Hermione. At first, hermione didn't even think that it was Madame Pomphrey, but upon closer observation, she saw that I deed, it was. 'You're awake, I see.' Said the younger Madame Pomphrey. 'Here, drink this.' Hermione looked at the potion which the medi witch was trying to hand her. 'What is it?' Hermione managed to ask as she felt a sudden burning in her throat. 'It will help your headache and sore throat. I have something to help the dizziness too.' Hermione vaguely wondered how Madame Pomphrey knew about her headache, throat, and dizziness, but she let if go as she choked down the potion. She felt better seconds afterwards. 'Thank you.' Hermione said with a little difficulty. 'Dont mention it dear.' Madame Pomphrey said with a smile. Just then, a slightly-younger looking Albus Dumbledore walked in. 'Ah, awake I see.' He said, smiling warmly at Hermione. 'And what might your name be?' Hermione was very confused now. Despite the potions, she still couldn't think very clearly. 'Um…it's Hermione Granger sir.' She stammered. 'Alright, Miss Granger. Now if you're feeling up to it, I'd like to ask you some questions.' Hermione wasn't really feeling up to it, but she nodded anyway. 'Excellent.' Dumbledore said. 'Now first, could you explain why you are here?' Hermione stared at him for a minute. Had everyone gone crazy? She went to school here! She told Dumbledore that, and he looked as surprised as she. Interesting. 'Please, Miss Granger, tell me everything that you remember from before you found yourself here.' 'What? But I go to school here!' Hermione repeated. 'Im sorry Miss Granger, but I don't think so. Mr. Lupin, Mr. Black, Mr. Potter and Mr. Pettigrew found you in dungeons unconscious. They have never seen you before, and, I'm sorry to say, neither have I.'
Suddenly, it struck hermione. She had gone back in time. To the Marauders era.
So, she told this younger Dumbledore everything.
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Please tell me if you liked the prologue!