Title: Changing Past, Present, and Future
Author: Midnight_Dragons
Year: 7th
Pairings: Draco/Hermione
Summary: Sometimes people are played again and again and sometimes those people just lose their sense of direction. Sometimes people just get lost and never ever found again. It is weird the way things are made to happen because everything happens for a reason. You can't stop the way things turn out, but what if you could? What if you could change the course of history with three small words or one large gesture? Who knows, but soon you will see.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter or related subjects. I only own the plot, so please don't take it.
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Changing the Past, Present, and Future
Chapter 1
"This is much different though, Albus. It is nothing like we have done before.," came the ever insistent voice of Minerva McGonagall as she paced the small room. Her normally tight bun of dark auburn hair began to come apart. Her face was contorted into one of confusion and disbelief.
"I know that, my dear professor, but what must be done, must be done.," a calm voice answered her. Albus Dumbledore walked over to the disheveled woman and laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. Minerva stopped and cocked her head toward the aging man beside her.
"Albus, we aren't changing test grades or houses here. We are changing history and in changing history, we are changing the future. Everything will be different, everything. You change one thing, you change many. One twig is attached to many branches of the tree, do something to it and you do something to the branches.," Minerva rambled on, trying to explain to this man that what he wanted to do was not a good idea. He didn't seem to understand and this left the professor comfortless. What else was there to do, but go along with his plan?
"Now, now, Minerva. We will talk it over with the other members and see what they say. But, this is something that can turn out for the betterment of all, not just a chosen few.," Albus consulted. Minerva nodded slowly, for there was nothing else that she could do. Everything would be changing and all she could do was stand back and watch it. All she wished for was that everything went well and according to plan, but then she thought. When had anything gone according to plan?
"If that is what you wish, Headmaster, then I nothing left to do, but follow those wishes.," Minerva remarked. Albus smiled and his eyes twinkled even more then they had. He pulled on his cloak, as did Minerva and the two touched the small matchbox that sat on the nearby end table and they portkeyed to Lerus, the house of a thousand wizards as they so eloquently put it.
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"Please come to order, members of Lerus. We have something most important to discuss.," Marius Calemtik bellowed to the other members. The members took their seats at their respectable tables quickly and came to order.
"Now, that is better. I would like to call Headmaster Albus Dumbledore to the floor to discuss with us important matter.," Marius told the members. Albus rose from his table and walked through the rows to the high table. The curvature of the room gave the room an elegant look, an important look. The draperies that hung on the large bay windows, were made of the finest silks and fabrics and hung deliciously on the golden rods. The carpets were soft and new. They had a crisp, fresh feeling to them.
"Members, sir," Albus began, nodding his head slightly to Marius, who politely returned the nod. "I have come to you for your guidance, your wisdom. I and one of the highly respected professors from Hogwarts, have a request. There are two students that attend Hogwarts that we would like to change and for every good reason. They despise each other, loath each other, but what they do not realize is that together, they can defeat Voldemort and rid us of the pains and turmoil we have gone through since he has risen to power."
"I do not understand, Albus. Change these students how?," Zander Obester, Lerus's top philosopher, questioned as he laced his fingers together and placed them on the table. Albus chuckled lightly before continuing.
"Changing these students will not be easy, that is why we have come. We need your permission, members, to change history.," Albus concluded. The room went into full uproar. Members were conversing with other members about the troubles of the changing history, the problems.
"Members, listen to me. Come to order.," Marius called. Slowly, the room quieted down again and everyone had their full attention locked to Marius and Albus.
"Now, Albus. You know that I hold you in high respect, but this, this is madness. You what changing history can do to things. You know what it holds, its secrets and yet you want to change it. Are these two students that important in the fight for light that you can risk the consequences?," Marius considered calmly. Albus smiled and nodded.
"I believe that these two students can and will change things. They can and will come together in a fight for good and evil and whole-heartedly, I believe that they will prevail.," Albus remarked. Marius stood from the seat that he held in the front of the room and walked to the high table. He turned to Albus Dumbledore and shook his hand firmly.
"Then, it shall be done.," Marius smiled warmly. The room was silent for a moment, letting the plans set into them. The members understood greatly what was transpire and after Marius agreed, the members began to also.
-~-~-~-
The members, Marius, Albus, and Minerva congregated just outside of Lerus. The group stood on a large stone platform. There were engravings in the stone of clocks and clouds, moons and suns. Marius stood in the middle of the largest clock while the members filed around the platform. He retrieved his wand from inside his maroon cloak and held it firmly in his right hand.
"Albus, what are the two students names whose histories you want to change?," Marius asked.
"Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger.," Albus stated boldly as Minerva looked at him with a strange look. She shook her head for a moment before returning her gaze to Marius. Marius nodded and began the ceremony per say.
Marius lifted his wand and began to chant in an ancient language. The clocks, the clouds, the moons, and the suns all lit up brightly. A song began to play in the background, a song so familiar to people that muggles called monks. Songs that held light, held hope, held the perils of time. Everything began to speed up around them. It was as if the group was standing completely still as the world rushed by them. Images of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger's life began to flash before the group. Some were happy, some were sad, while some were just to horrible to watch.
With a quick flash, it was over. The images were gone, the song had ended, and the light, it receded. All though nothing in Lerus looked different, it the feeling in the air. Something felt different, something was happening. The sounds of children wailing as they were born into the world could be heard. Laughter and excitement brought the group joy. Marius walked from the clock as it began to shake. From it, rose a pedestal with a bowl atop it. Marius gestured Albus to walk over and look into the bowl; the aging man did so.
Albus gazed down into the bowl that full of water. It was like a mirror into these two lives. As he saw what went on, a grim face was seen. Albus Dumbledore looked up from the bowl and into the crowd.
"What, Albus? What?," Minerva asked, shakily. She walked over to his and he grabbed onto her shoulders.
"They switched families. The children, they switched families.," Albus remarked, hanging his head in shame. Minerva gasped.
"You mean, that Miss Granger is Miss Malfoy and Mister Malfoy is Mister Granger?," Minerva whispered to Albus. He nodded his head and for the first time, Minerva McGonagall fainted.
Author: Midnight_Dragons
Year: 7th
Pairings: Draco/Hermione
Summary: Sometimes people are played again and again and sometimes those people just lose their sense of direction. Sometimes people just get lost and never ever found again. It is weird the way things are made to happen because everything happens for a reason. You can't stop the way things turn out, but what if you could? What if you could change the course of history with three small words or one large gesture? Who knows, but soon you will see.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter or related subjects. I only own the plot, so please don't take it.
~*~*~
Changing the Past, Present, and Future
Chapter 1
"This is much different though, Albus. It is nothing like we have done before.," came the ever insistent voice of Minerva McGonagall as she paced the small room. Her normally tight bun of dark auburn hair began to come apart. Her face was contorted into one of confusion and disbelief.
"I know that, my dear professor, but what must be done, must be done.," a calm voice answered her. Albus Dumbledore walked over to the disheveled woman and laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. Minerva stopped and cocked her head toward the aging man beside her.
"Albus, we aren't changing test grades or houses here. We are changing history and in changing history, we are changing the future. Everything will be different, everything. You change one thing, you change many. One twig is attached to many branches of the tree, do something to it and you do something to the branches.," Minerva rambled on, trying to explain to this man that what he wanted to do was not a good idea. He didn't seem to understand and this left the professor comfortless. What else was there to do, but go along with his plan?
"Now, now, Minerva. We will talk it over with the other members and see what they say. But, this is something that can turn out for the betterment of all, not just a chosen few.," Albus consulted. Minerva nodded slowly, for there was nothing else that she could do. Everything would be changing and all she could do was stand back and watch it. All she wished for was that everything went well and according to plan, but then she thought. When had anything gone according to plan?
"If that is what you wish, Headmaster, then I nothing left to do, but follow those wishes.," Minerva remarked. Albus smiled and his eyes twinkled even more then they had. He pulled on his cloak, as did Minerva and the two touched the small matchbox that sat on the nearby end table and they portkeyed to Lerus, the house of a thousand wizards as they so eloquently put it.
-~-~-~-
"Please come to order, members of Lerus. We have something most important to discuss.," Marius Calemtik bellowed to the other members. The members took their seats at their respectable tables quickly and came to order.
"Now, that is better. I would like to call Headmaster Albus Dumbledore to the floor to discuss with us important matter.," Marius told the members. Albus rose from his table and walked through the rows to the high table. The curvature of the room gave the room an elegant look, an important look. The draperies that hung on the large bay windows, were made of the finest silks and fabrics and hung deliciously on the golden rods. The carpets were soft and new. They had a crisp, fresh feeling to them.
"Members, sir," Albus began, nodding his head slightly to Marius, who politely returned the nod. "I have come to you for your guidance, your wisdom. I and one of the highly respected professors from Hogwarts, have a request. There are two students that attend Hogwarts that we would like to change and for every good reason. They despise each other, loath each other, but what they do not realize is that together, they can defeat Voldemort and rid us of the pains and turmoil we have gone through since he has risen to power."
"I do not understand, Albus. Change these students how?," Zander Obester, Lerus's top philosopher, questioned as he laced his fingers together and placed them on the table. Albus chuckled lightly before continuing.
"Changing these students will not be easy, that is why we have come. We need your permission, members, to change history.," Albus concluded. The room went into full uproar. Members were conversing with other members about the troubles of the changing history, the problems.
"Members, listen to me. Come to order.," Marius called. Slowly, the room quieted down again and everyone had their full attention locked to Marius and Albus.
"Now, Albus. You know that I hold you in high respect, but this, this is madness. You what changing history can do to things. You know what it holds, its secrets and yet you want to change it. Are these two students that important in the fight for light that you can risk the consequences?," Marius considered calmly. Albus smiled and nodded.
"I believe that these two students can and will change things. They can and will come together in a fight for good and evil and whole-heartedly, I believe that they will prevail.," Albus remarked. Marius stood from the seat that he held in the front of the room and walked to the high table. He turned to Albus Dumbledore and shook his hand firmly.
"Then, it shall be done.," Marius smiled warmly. The room was silent for a moment, letting the plans set into them. The members understood greatly what was transpire and after Marius agreed, the members began to also.
-~-~-~-
The members, Marius, Albus, and Minerva congregated just outside of Lerus. The group stood on a large stone platform. There were engravings in the stone of clocks and clouds, moons and suns. Marius stood in the middle of the largest clock while the members filed around the platform. He retrieved his wand from inside his maroon cloak and held it firmly in his right hand.
"Albus, what are the two students names whose histories you want to change?," Marius asked.
"Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger.," Albus stated boldly as Minerva looked at him with a strange look. She shook her head for a moment before returning her gaze to Marius. Marius nodded and began the ceremony per say.
Marius lifted his wand and began to chant in an ancient language. The clocks, the clouds, the moons, and the suns all lit up brightly. A song began to play in the background, a song so familiar to people that muggles called monks. Songs that held light, held hope, held the perils of time. Everything began to speed up around them. It was as if the group was standing completely still as the world rushed by them. Images of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger's life began to flash before the group. Some were happy, some were sad, while some were just to horrible to watch.
With a quick flash, it was over. The images were gone, the song had ended, and the light, it receded. All though nothing in Lerus looked different, it the feeling in the air. Something felt different, something was happening. The sounds of children wailing as they were born into the world could be heard. Laughter and excitement brought the group joy. Marius walked from the clock as it began to shake. From it, rose a pedestal with a bowl atop it. Marius gestured Albus to walk over and look into the bowl; the aging man did so.
Albus gazed down into the bowl that full of water. It was like a mirror into these two lives. As he saw what went on, a grim face was seen. Albus Dumbledore looked up from the bowl and into the crowd.
"What, Albus? What?," Minerva asked, shakily. She walked over to his and he grabbed onto her shoulders.
"They switched families. The children, they switched families.," Albus remarked, hanging his head in shame. Minerva gasped.
"You mean, that Miss Granger is Miss Malfoy and Mister Malfoy is Mister Granger?," Minerva whispered to Albus. He nodded his head and for the first time, Minerva McGonagall fainted.