It was a hot August afternoon, and the sun's rays beat down on the two young wizards.
"I don't get why Amanda gets a Nimbus 2000 why we only get Cleansweeps!" grumbled the boy, his blonde hair catching light in afternoon heat. His sister shook her head in disagreement, wiping sweat from her brow as she did.
"Well, we don't always get what we want, Adrian," the girl said, her paint splattered shirt blowing against her chest in the summer breeze.
"We never get what we want," Adrian Macmillan replied stiffly, crossing his arms and lowering his baseball cap to cover his eyes from the blinding sun.
"Good things come to those who wait," Zoe replied, her messy hair dangling over her shoulders. Adrian huffed angrily, but made no remark. He couldn't tolerate the fact that his twin was such a hippie. Zoe never got agitated, never lost her cool. She was so laid back, so under control that it wasn't even funny. Why couldn't he get a cool sister, one who would play? He always suggested she'd try out for Quidditch. He'd joined the team as Beater last year and since then, has always nagged her to join. There was an opening in the team because Rose Weasley had graduated last year. Zoe would make a great Chaser, just the perfect the perfect match for the Ravenclaw Keeper, Albus Severus Potter. Yet every time he told her to join, she simply refused and said, "Quidditch isn't my thing." Adrian felt like taking his beater bat and using Zoe as a practice bludger sometimes.
"Hey Adrian, look," Zoe's voice made Adrian snap out of trance. His sister kneeled by a pile of leaves and grass, her torn up jeans covered in mud. She sifted through the dried tussocks and fallen leaves and picked up a muddy artifact. Using her messy tee, she wiped off the debris from the little trinket. Finally, she lifted the talisman to the sun. Adrian gaped in awe.
"Gimme!" Adrian shouted, yanking the little hourglass necklace from his sister's hands.
"Hey!" Zoe said in her mild voice, lunging for but missing the necklace, "That's an authentic Time Turner! Those were banned by the ministry years ago!" She aimed another attempt to grab the necklace, but Adrian moved it out of her reach.
"Which is why we should keep it," Adrian whined, protectively rubbing the charm.
"It's dangerous! We could take ourselves back in time and maybe NEVER return!" Zoe sternly argued, trying to grab the Time Turner. Adrian moved it out of his sister's reach again.
"Or, we could do anything! Think about it!" he smirked, imagining the kind of mischief he could cause. While still half in trance, Adrian lost his guard, and Zoe grabbed the object.
"No, Adrian. I'm taking it to mom and dad," she said while admiring the talisman. Adrian was angry. This was why he hated his sister: Every time there was something cool, she'd find a way to ruin it. Adrian leaped in rage at Zoe, smashing the Time Turner. Sooner or later, the park started swirling. Time The last thing Adrian felt before hitting the smooth wooden floor was his sister shouting in fear as she clung onto his shirt, making the tiniest hole in the light yellow background. He scowled, shoved her off, and looked around with both eyes wide in fear and excitement.
They were in the Great Hall! An empty Great Hall, but the Great Hall nonetheless. Pitch-black dark, there was no sight of the familiar candles levitating in the air. The ceiling was studded with shining stars, and the moonlight flooding from the windows gave out a soft, illuminating glow. Next to Adrian on the floor, Zoe brushed the dirt off her jeans and got up, eyes large in fear.
"Where are we? W-What'd you do, Adrian?"
Adrian felt anger bubbling in his throat, rising to the surface. What did she mean, what he did? If she hadn't been such an overgrown brat, then maybe they wouldn't have been stuck in the Great Hall in the middle of summer!
"You were the one who was about to give a super-cool Time-Turner to Mom and Dad! I didn't do anything at all!"
"You couldn't control your temper for one second," Zoe said, tears swimming in her eyes, "and now we're stuck in here!"
Adrian opened his mouth to shout at her, but he took one glance at the liquid brimming down his sister's cheeks and decided against it.
"C'mon, Zoe," He said in an attempted soft voice, "let's try to find Dumbledore for now. Okay?"
Zoe nodded, wiping away her tears with one vague brush of the hand, and followed her brother out of the Great Hall. They were just taking a left turn into a narrow corridor when the man approached them.
He wasn't Dumbledore, in the slightest, even though he was old and ancient and he had a fluffy white beard. His eyes were dark brown, his bald scalp wisped with curled white hairs. And he immediately took out his wand as he saw the two Hufflepuffs, eyes wary as they approached him.
It seemed impossible, but Adrian and Zoe spent quite a few times in the Headmaster's office for numerous pranks (that Adrian dragged Zoe in, anyways) to know that they were looking at none other than Headmaster Dippet.
"You're not Dumbledore." Zoe said calmly.
"I am Headmaster Dippet," The old man said in a grave voice. "I prided myself in knowing the names, and faces, of all Hogwarts students, but you two are a certain exception."
The twins glanced at each other. Tell the truth, Zoe mouthed.
"Professor Dippet," Adrian began awkwardly, not meeting the old man's eyes as he fiddled with the corner of his shirt, "I'm Adrian, and this is my sister, Zoe. We- we found this at the park…" He showed the old man the broken Time-Turner. Headmaster Dippet's eyes widened. "And we think it's a Time-Turner. And, we, um, well, we don't really know what to do. C-Can you help us?"
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