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It was a normal evening in Harry, Ron, and Hermione's fourth year. They were sitting together, eating dinner in the Great Hall.
Suddenly, there was a bright flash of light revealing three children. One was a pretty girl around their age, with bouncy, auburn curls that flowed past her shoulders gracefully and ocean blue eyes. The next was a kid who looked exactly like Harry, except he wasn't as skinny, didn't have a scar on his head, and didn't wear glasses. The last looked exactly like Draco Malfoy, except his blond hair was messy, and his Slytherin uniform was crumpled, the shirt not tucked in, and the tie loose. Come to think of it, the Harry clone's Slytherin uniform was like that, too. The girl looked impeccably neat, wearing robes with the Gryffindor emblem on them.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and (surprisingly) Draco jumped up, their wands out.
"Who are you?" Harry asked angrily, ready to practice his Impedimenta jinx.
The Harry clone's eyes widened, and he stared at the four ready to attack him in shock.
"Albus, you prat!" the girl shrieked at him, "Look where you've landed us!"
"Er, sorry, Rose," the boy said, shrinking back a little.
The Malfoy clone said, "Before you hex or jinx us, could you hear us out, please?"
The girl, Rose, took a deep breath before speaking, "You see, Albus here was messing around, and accidently dropped our aunt's time-turner. Scorpius and I were with him, and when the time-turner broke, we ended up here. Um, that is, more than twenty years in the past."
Dumbledore performed a quick Legilimens.
"They're telling the truth," he said, "Filius, go get the time-turner in my office. Now tell us who you are. Don't worry, I'll Obliviate everyone after you leave."
The Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students looked extremely frightened, while Professor Flitwick rushed off to carry out the Headmaster's order.
Rose sighed, "I suppose I'll go first, then. I'm Rose Weasley."
