AN: So I know I have a ton of stories I should probably update before working on new ones but my plot bunnies are really something I have no control over especially without the use of internet. I have just added another chapter to The Sun of the Cavern for my Inuyasha readers. Thank goodness for sleeping babies and hotspot! I've been in a very Harry Potter mood lately so expect updates on those stories plus new ones like this. I apologize in advance for the sporadic updates on all my stories but I have a very hectic life and I promise to write and update when I can which will hopefully be a lot more since my husband is leaving state for a few weeks for work.

The Price of the Hour

Harry Potter Story

Pairing Gideon Prewett x Hermione Granger x Fabian Prewett

Rated: M

Prologue

Hermione felt the adrenaline course through her entire body. The nervousness of her blood pounding in her ears made her nauseous but she had no time to be sick. She briefly recalled seeing a name above the room Neville and Harry and herself entered.

The Time Room

It didn't take very long for the first set of Death Eaters to follow them in. One of them tries to call for the others and without thinking she silencio'd him while out of the corner of her eye notices Harry body bind the other. That didn't keep the first from stopping as he took his mask off revealing a long, pale and twisted face. Hermione almost wished he'd have left his mask on. She didn't ponder on it for long as she watched him cancel her silencing charm before drawing his wand on her and quickly making a zigzag pattern while shouting, "FLAMMA PURPURA!"

Hermione reacted fast and threw up a shield as the purple flame made its way towards her. She briefly heard Harry in the background curse the name Dolohov and she found herself agreeing with the bespectacled boy as her shield was shattered and the flames disappeared not before the force of both things sent her sprawling back into what she horrifyingly realized were time turners.

She felt rather than saw her head hit the dark oak of the shelves and the last thing she saw before she blacked out was the glittering sands of time falling around her as she hit the concrete floor and passed out.