Nevaeh Blackburn pushed a strand of her strawberry blonde hair out of her face as she bent down lower to inspect the Draught of Living Death she was brewing. It didn't look quite right, nothing like Rose Weasleys but that was to be expected as Rose's mother was like a legend at Howarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Rose was just like her mother. Nevaeh started to panic if she didn't get this right she could fail and if that happened she was screwed. Being a Hufflepuff she wasn't quite good at anything and she really needed to pass to prove to her family and herself that she could do it.

While inspecting her potions she noticed small bubbles beginning to float to the surface, slowly and then quickening in pace until it began to boil over the edges of her cauldron. Rose Weasley yelled "Nevaeh what are you doing?!" While pushing forward to see for herself accidentally shoving Nevaeh in the process. Now if it had been any other person they would have been fine but you see Nevaeh Blackburn had never been all that good at balance and as a result of this she toppled head first into her potion.

Nevaeh landed abruptly on her back in what appeared to be her potions class, only it wasn't quite right. Nevaeh didn't have much time to continue with this train of thought as she noticed everyone in the class was staring at her as if they had seen a ghost.

"Who are you?" One boy to her right who resembled Albus Potter asked.

"I.. I.. I'm Nevaeh Blackburn." She stuttered in reply.

The professor who up until the had remained silent finally spoke up. "My dear girl" He said "Are you all right? You should go to the hospital wing straight away. Potter? Make sure she gets there safe and sound, okay?

"Sure thing professor" The young boy said with a smile on his face "I shall protect her with my life." He added, helping Nevaeh to her feet.

Nevaeh was silent for the trip, letting him do all the talking. He looked so much like Albus but he said his name was James. She was so confused, it was like she was stuck in some crazy nightmare. James took her to the hospital wing and waited for her to be checked over. After the nurse had given her the all clear she asked James to take her to the Headmasters office.

James showed her the way and told her he would wait for her outside as he wanted her to meet his friends, the marauders she thought she heard him say. Walking into the office Nevaeh was amazed for there sat no other than Albus Dumbledore. BUT THAT WAS IMPOSSIBLE! He had died so many many years ago, she had learned about it at school.

"Professor Dumbledore?" She asked cautiously, for she may have been mistaken.

"Yes Miss.... Forgive me for I seem to not know your name?" He said a little sheepishly.

"Nevaeh sir, Nevaeh Blackburn." She said slowly.

"Ah, Miss Blackburn. What can I do for you on this fine day?" Said the Headmaster.

"I don't really know how to say this sir but I'm not really sure where I am, I know I am at Hogwarts but only it is different. Like I am not in my own time." She spoke slowly and cautiously hoping the wise professor would understand.

"Not in your own time? My dear what was the date you last remember in your Hogwarts?" He said inquisitively.

"November 24th 2022." She said in response.

"2022?!" The professor exclaimed "My dear I am almost certain you are not in your time for todays date is November 24th 1976!"