A red haired girl was holding hands with a wild black hair boy on the steps on what looked to be a castle under construction. Their names were Ginny Weasly and Harry Potter. The boy looked into Ginny's eyes and said was about to say something when quite suddenly he was gone.

Harry raised his head and wondered briefly why the world was spinning. Then quite suddenly he realized that this was the Hogwarts hospital that had been destroyed in the fight against Voldemort about a week ago. The more he thought about his situation the more it didn't make sense. Why was he here? How come the hospital looked like it had never been damaged? So lost in thought Harry didn't notice a startled witch in the corner of the room.

Madam Pomfrey knew next to nothing about her patient. He had turned up out of nowhere right on the grounds of Hogwarts. She remembered she was healing a first year who had broken his ankle while trying to tug it out on a trick step when James Potter came bursting through the doors.

At first she scorned James for comeing in without permission untill she saw the seventeen year old boy he was hauling on his shoulders. He had told her the whole story about how there was a bright gold light and then there was the boy who looked a whole lot like him right in front of him. He had been in a unconcious for three days and she was told to contact the Headmaster as soon as he woke up. Which she was supposed to be doing right now she realized with a start. She cleared her throat nervously.

" Good to see you up an about, you gave us quite a fright there." she forced casualty into her voice as she spoke. Harry's head snapped towards as he shook off his earlier museings.

"I see this place much to often for my likeing. Care to fill me in on my casualties this time?" Harry smiled brightly at Madam Promfrey, but he faultered when he realized that she looked twenty years younger than he last remembered. She even acted... unsure around him. Something was definetly off here.

Just as she was about to reply the doors flew open and Albus Dombeldore walked through with his usual twinkle in his eyes.

" Ahhh, so our mysterious patient has finally decided to wake and make himself known has he?"

" Sir, what do you mean mysterious? What's happening? Is something wrong?" Harry asked extreamily worried.

" Hold on, let's start with the basics first such as your name" Albus asked timidly. The boy acted as though he knew him, and well for that meatter. Though he didn't show it he was becomeing more and more confused which was something he never liked to be.

"My name!? Sir you know me, Harry Potter? Ring a bell? Harry's anger suddenly turned into concern. "Do you need to sit down,sir?"

Suddenly a thought crossed his Albus' mind. " would you mind telling me the year it is?" If Harry looked concerned a moment ago it was nothing like the look he gave him now still he answered.

"1998, sir. Really sir, you should sit down. I'll call Madam Pomfrey over here and have you looked over."

"But, Harry, I must imform you that you have time traveled to the year 1977."

Harry took one disbelieving look at Dombledore before his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Well," Albus said to a terrifed Madam Pomfrey, "that went well."

I know it's short and I promise to write more later. Please review.