Time Turner Tragedy
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***Prologue ***
The day started out like any other, at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry for one Harry James Potter. Get up, shower, dress, and have breakfast in the great hall before running back to your dormitories to fetch the 'missing textbook' before running back to class with 20 seconds to spare.
However today was slightly different, Harry had forgotten his transfiguration book in his dormitory and forgot to pick it up after leaving Breakfast today. With only one minuet before classes Harry rushed through the hallways, dodging Mrs. Norris by a fraction of a second and skidding to a halt by the Fat Lady's portrait.
"Password" said the woman sitting in her portrait with a look of cool demeanor.
"Shrivelfigs" said Harry hastily. He needed to get in there fast!
The Fat Lady swung her frame open to reveal an all too empty common room, heading up to the boys' dorms, something caught his eyes coming from the right side of the rooms. In fact the girls' dorm rooms were open and an eerie golden glow was coming from the inside of the sixth year girls dorms. Curious. Harry quietly tiptoed across the room and peered into the girls' dorms with a sigh of relief, after what happened two years ago he expected for there to be some resistance to his male presence, but found none.
Gliding across the maroon carpeting over to where the golden glow was coming from, he looked down upon Hermione's trunk. Lying upon Hermione's clothes appeared to be the time turner, she was supposed to have given back to the ministry at the end of third year. Not able to contain his curiosity, he held the time turner in his hands.
Suddenly Harry felt something move against his legs and the magical artifact almost dropped from his hand, no sooner than he had realised it was crookshanks then his world was spinning, and he looked over at the hourglass, which had a number dial pointing to the numbers '1977', uh oh, he thought something tells me Hermione's not going to be happy.