People were running around. There was a war going on. The Weasley twins and their best friend, Paris Suire were fighting valiantly against the Death Eaters, Lord Voldemort's followers. All of a sudden Paris was pulled away from the battle.
"LET GO OF ME." She was kicking and screaming. Her screaming was cut short though.
"Quiet down girl. Come with me." A feminine but stern voice said. Paris only knew one female who spoke sternly to everyone. Professor McGonagall.
"Professor, where are we going?" Paris asked, they were standing in front of a gargoyle.
"Sherbet lemons." McGonagall spoke.
"No thanks..." She started before the gargoyle moved aside and stairs appeared. "Oh, it's a password but why?"
"Dumbledore had left a task for you. One that could change all of this." McGonagall explained with hand gestures.
"What is the task?" Paris asked nervously. "You have to go back in time." McGonagall said.
"AND WHAT LEAVE MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY TO DIE." Paris screamed at the professor.
"Miss Suire, listen to me. By going back into the past you can kill Voldemort before he rises to power. By going back into the past you are saving your friends and family from this war." McGonagall replied, stunning Paris. "When you go back in time, which you will, give this to the past Dumbledore. He will know what to do." Paris nodded her head, unable to speak.
"Yes Professor." She said quietly. McGonagall called her over.
"Here, this was Dumbledore's special time-turner. He said fifteen turns should do the trick. Before you go you may want to change into these." McGonagall handed Paris a set of 1940's Hogwarts robes. She looked at Professor McGonagall with a confused face. "By wearing those clothes someone is bound to realise that you are different. Here Dumbledore told me to give you the rest of his money he owned." In a massive bag the was about one million gallons or so it seemed. McGonagall gave Paris Dumbledore's old time-turner and a letter in Dumbledore's handwriting. "Fate for this time is in your hands now Paris. Make the right decisions." McGonagall said before giving Paris a hug. McGonagall ran off, probably going back to the battle. Paris stood there, wondering whether or not she should go back in time and kill teenage Voldemort or stay and let her friends die. Paris decided that she would go back in time. After changing into the 1940's Hogwarts robes, Paris turned the time-turner fifteen times. She just hoped that she would bump into Dumbledore and nobody else. Paris felt like she was apparating but not being sucked into a tube. Suddenly she fell on a hard concrete floor.
"Hello. Who are you?" A voice said from behind her.