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Present- Hermione

Hermione walked along the hallway quietly and quickly. She had no idea why someone from the Department of Mysteries would want to see her. She hadn't even finished her seventh year at Hogwarts, yet. Thinking back to the 'Gap Year' that was last year, she was glad the war was over, and she can study in peace. Deep down she was sad that the mystery solving was over it certainly did keep her on her toes if nothing else. She glanced around suspiciously she didn't see anyone here and she was sure the letter had said to meet at this exact spot. It was in front of a door that was near the hall of prophecies. Much to near for her liking. She then noticed something especially odd. A door that she was sure had been closed when she walked by was wide open. Hermione at that moment knew that this was a trap, she suspected that when she walked through that door she would be greeted by some of the remaining Death Eaters that hadn't already been captured by the Aurors. However, she also knew that this was her chance to help capture said Death Eaters and save others that might be put in the same situation as her. She cast the Patronus charm and told the otter to go straight to Harry and give him a message pertaining to the situation on hand. She cast lumos and then walked into the dark room.

"I'm sorry." A deep voice said before she turned and saw a bright purple spell heading straight for her. Then there was nothing.

Present- Harry

Harry was going over the necessary potions he would need on his next mission. He had been given a summer internship with Aurors before going back to Hogwarts for his seventh year. He technically didn't need to go back however he wanted to take his NEWT potions class to learn some more useful potions. He wanted to be the Healer on the Auror team. Each team had a designated Healer in case the members need a quick fix but can't get to St. Mungos without jeopardizing the mission. He had originally wanted to just be a regular Auror like his dad had been however he didn't know if he could constantly chase after bad guys. After Voldemort's demise he just wanted things to settle down but at the same time he didn't want his talents to go to waste. He explained all this to Hermione who helped him find out about the combined position. He needed to do really well on his NEWTs in Herbology, and Potions to get the position. Well technically they had already given him the position but he didn't want to receive it simply because he was the Boy-Who-Defeated-You-Know-Who, that was what they had dubbed him despite the fact that he tried to tell them it was a joint effort for all those who fought on his side of the war, he wanted to earn the position and so he planned to return to Hogwarts with Hermione. Ron on the other hand was going to help out with his brother's shop before taking the offer to be trained as an Auror that he had received. Harry looked over the supplies for a fourth time before sitting back, he almost had everything. He had just been waiting for the owl ordered Wideye potion to arrive when Hermione's patronus appeared before him.

"Harry, I think I've been lured into a Death Eater trap. I'm in the Department of Mysteries down corridor A3. Please hurry, I'll try to hold them off for as long as I can." The patronus said before disappearing. Harry jumped up quickly and ran down the stairs. He didn't think the department was very far off from where he was however he had no idea where corridor 3A was let alone that there even was a corridor 3A. On the way he noticed Susan Bones, he wasn't sure what she was doing here but figured she might know a thing or two about the Department of Mysteries since she was scheduled to work there later that year.

"Susan, I need your help. Do you know where Corridor 3A is in the Department of Mysteries is? Hermione is in trouble." Harry said calling out to her.

"Yes but let me get my aunt first." Susan said looking hesitant. Harry shook his head.

"There's no time we have to go, now!" Harry said, worried.

"Okay," Susan said, and she started running in the directions of the Department of Mysteries. Harry followed behind closely. They noticed a weird glow in the exact direction they were headed, and Harry got a bad feeling in his stomach. What were they doing to Hermione? Susan was completely out of breath however Harry felt like he could run forever the adrenaline pumping through his veins. He reached the door that was emanating the glow he tugged but found it locked. He used his wand to incinerate the door, he didn't have time to be cautious. He watched as Hermione was enveloped into a strange purple egg like thing that was giving off a bright purple glow. She didn't seem to be in pain, she just seemed to be unconscious. He was at least relieved about that. He could hear Susan gasp and turned to see her looking incredibly pale.

"Do you know what's going on?" Harry asked her, and she looked incredibly concerned as if she was keeping something from him. "Please, tell me."

"I can't its ministry secrets. I'm sorry Harry there's nothing I can do for her. Time just must run its course." Susan said shaking her head.

"Time? So, this will be happening for a while? Is it like a time capsule type thing except with a person?" Harry asked, concerned.

"What's a time capsule?" Susan asked. Harry glanced at Hermione ignoring Susan's question. Suddenly the bright light was gone and so was Hermione Granger.

"Hermione!" Harry screamed running to where she stood previously. "Where did she go?"

"Harry, she's gone, I don't know if you'll see her again but if you do, well she won't be the same as before." Susan said before leaving the room. Harry noticed that she was crying. He bitterly wondered if a Hufflepuff was cut out for the type of work she got herself into. Harry didn't know what he would do without her. He had thought when he was in fifth year that he might have had a crush on her because of how deep his feelings were but he soon realized that she was just incredibly important. Hermione was like his sister, she was family. Ron had always had all his brother's and his family, but Harry had never had that. He always felt uncomfortable trying to fit himself in with them especially after his failed relationship with the youngest, Ginny, and the Dursley did not count as family. Hermione was all he had. He suddenly had an idea and ran out to stop Susan.

"Do it on me!" Harry said blocking Susan's way out.

"Do what?" She asked incredibly confused.

"The spell that was used on Hermione, do it on me." Harry said insistently.

"Are you sure Harry? You don't know what you're getting into." Susan said trying to side step him. He continued to block her.

"Please Susan, just do it."

"Okay," Susan said, giving in. She pulled out her wand and began to chant quickly and quietly. Harry could tell she was nervous and he wondered why she had even agreed after all for all he knew the spell was incredibly dark and once someone discovered that their precious savior was missing well that could end in a panic. He wondered why he was even doing this. He had just gotten everything in his life settled and now he was thrusting himself back into the unknown. He cursed his recklessness, he hadn't even thought this through. He didn't even know the outcome. At least he knew that if he died he'd be with his family again. He then noticed something peculiar wasn't the spell that had been cast on Hermione purple? Why was Susan's spell blue?

"Susan, why is the spell blue." Harry asked however Susan didn't stop chanting. He began to really panic. This wasn't the right spell. He tried to move but couldn't do anything as a blue shell like the one that held Hermione engulfed him. Susan stopped chanting and opened her eyes. Her eyes grew wide as she took note of the wrong colour.

"No, I did the wrong spell, how could I do this. I'm sorry Harry, I'm so, so sorry, I'll figure out how to get you and Hermione back. I promise, I promise." Susan shouted as Harry's vision went completely black.

Hermione- Past

Hermione woke up to find herself at Hogwarts. She was incredibly perplexed after all hadn't she just been in the Department of Mysteries? She stood up and began to head towards the Headmistresses Office to see what was going on. She passed many students but none of whom she recognized. As she passed they gave her strange looks, it wasn't until after Hermione was almost there that she realized the girls' skirts were all incredibly long compared to the uniformed length she was used to. What was going on? Why were there so many students in uniform at Hogwarts in the middle of summer. School wasn't scheduled to start for another month. She was tempted to ask but figured it would be best to ask the Headmistress directly. She stopped suddenly almost running into someone. She looked closer and realized it was Harry, he just wasn't wearing his glasses.

"Harry, I'm so happy to see you, do you know what's going on?" She asked him. He gave her an incredibly confused look.

"What are you talking about? I don't know any Harrys, my name is Tom, Tom Riddle. Who are you, exactly?" He said, and Hermione gasped. He looked and sounded exactly like Harry. Wait, Tom Riddle, as in Voldemort?! Hermione saw darkness for the second time that day.