Dumbledore looked around his office once more. Harry would be coming soon and he thought his plan over for the last time. It was rather complicated, but it would do. Fawkes made a soft sound.
"Yes, Fawkes, I'll make sure that Minerva feeds you", he sighed. "As long as you do your thing right, I'll be back before you know it!" he then continued more chipper.
He thought over his plan again, just to be sure. Did he have everything he needed?
Time Turner. Check.
Time Stopper. Check.
Fawkes knew that he had to seal the office. Check.
Explanation note for Minerva. Check.
He was finally relaxed when he realized everything was prepared. Until it hit him like a brick; he was going to fake his death.
(No, it's not finished... )