The next chapter, much sooner than I expetced to have it up.
I'm glad you all liked the first.
This is gonna be a lot of mystery. I hope you guys can figure out the clues.
Hermione opened the note rather upset, "This is getting ridiculous, all of a sudden people jumping up with notes and time turners!"
Dear, Harry
Everyone makes mistakes. Remember those words. You're smart, you'll make it through.
We're almost there kid. Oh, and when you get there, do not, I repeat do not make friends with Adelina McIntire, you'll be torturing yourself.
Someone you'll always remember.
Hermione threw the note at Harry, "This makes no sense!" Harry examined the handwriting and smirked. "Kid," He said to himself. Harry looked at Hermione, "Hermione, it does, just not yet, I have a theory but to make sure we have to go."
Hermione sighed, "Harry, this doesn't seem dangerous?" Harry looked at her very sternly, "Hermione, I've been in more danger in the last seventeen years. I doubt that any of these people can bring me down. So far I haven't gotten an untrustworthy feeling from them." Hermione laughed, "A boy pops up with the last time turner, a woman with a note talking about people we don't know, and you want to tell me you trust them!"
Harry nodded, "So far all they've done is help us." "Help us right into a trap!" "They've been very nice." "Mysterious. I don't trust these people who keep telling us to trust them!" "Why must logic always come into play with you?" "Why must impulse always come into play with you?"
Harry rolled his eyes, "Are we going or not Hermione?"
Hermione got red in the face and shouted, "Of course we're going! Do you think I'd let all these clues and stranger people fall into my lap and then NOT GO!" Harry smirked, "I knew you would."
Hermione pulled Harry next to her, retrieved the Time Turner from her pocket and placed it half around his neck and half around hers. Hermione calculated turns and figured about ten would do.
She turned the golden circle ten times and it began to spin on its own.
Just as it happened in their third year they watched time rewind. When twenty years passed they were in a petite little house. It was empty and fully furnished. Obviously it was the house before it got destroyed, and before James and Lily Potter were in it.
Harry wanted to examine it but Hermione insisted they leave and on their way out of the door Hermione noticed two letters etched on the door. "H.G" Hermione said looking at Harry. "What could that mean?" Harry shrugged, "Who knows?"
When they walked out it looked almost exactly the same, but there was a fresh smell in the air and a positive feeling surrounding them. "Hermione, how do you suppose we get the book from Hogwarts?" Hermione thought about it for a moment, "I'll need to have a word with Dumbledore."
Hermione and Harry apparated to the Three Broomsticks, and they would walk to Hogwarts. Hermione stopped and ask a chubby woman what today was, the woman replied, "the 31st." The woman smiled at Hermione. Hermione didn't ask what month it was, hoping it was August.
They walked the long winding road to Hogwarts, both of them still amazed at how new everything looked. When they got to the gates they were locked shut. Hermione did what she did best, figure something out. She sent red sparks up into the air. It felt like for ever in the sun, but it was about ten minutes when a familiar face appeared.
"And what may I ask do you want?" The woman asked, her moon shaped spectacles slightly sliding off her nose. Her hair not fully gray but a graying black. A few less wrinkles but the same authority appearance. "Hi, Professor McGonagall," Hermione waved, "I need to have a word with Dumbledore."
Minerva smiled, "Yes of course let me just show you to him." She threw her hands in the air, "Do you think I'm a fool girl?" Hermione shook her head, "Of course I don't think you are." Minerva snorted. "Right, let me explain. I'm Hermione and this is Harry and- I can't explain out in the open!"
Minerva eyed her, "come with me." She opened the gate and the two slipped in. Minerva took them into the castle and into her classroom. "What is it?"
"Well, we need to speak with Dumbledore because we're from the future; this is James and Lily Potter's son." Hermione pointed at Harry, "He'll be the boy who destroys Voldemort, but not permanently." Minerva twitched. "I'm nobody important," Hermione smiled, "now; we need a book from your library."
Minerva shook her head, "I'll tell the headmaster you're here."
Hermione and Harry took seats as Minerva left. "Hermione, I'm almost positive that we need to stay." Hermione looked at him, "Stay where?"
"Stay here," Harry looked around. "I can't explain it, but I know we have to stay here."
Hermione was about to shout "HARRY!-"Minerva opened the door and Dumbledore was behind her. "How may I help you two children?" Dumbledore took Minerva's seat and Hermione explained everything.
"Of course you may borrow this book," Dumbledore smiled at Harry. He looked younger, not a lot but younger. "So you're Lily and James' son?" Harry nodded. "I always knew those two were going to end up together."
"Professor Dumbledore, may we stay?" Harry asked. Hermione gasped at him. "For what, may I ask?" Harry shrugged, "It's a feeling, and you, in the future, told me, that this feeling meant something." "I did, did I?" "Yes." "Well, of course you can stay; I can't contradict myself, can I?" Hermione stood up, "Professor Dumbledore, thank you, but Harry and I can not stay! It could be dangerous!" Harry didn't look at Hermione.
"How would we explain ourselves?" Dumbledore thought for a moment. "I'll put your names on the sorting list, similar, Ms. Granger you may keep your full name, but Mr. Potter may not."
Hermione looked at Harry, "I still haven't agreed to stay!"
Harry shook his head, "Hermione, fine, go back then, I have to stay, I know I do!" Hermione shook her head, "Don't be ridiculous, you can't stay alone, Merlin knows you'll do something stupid."
"Thanks, Hermione." Hermione was about to speak when Dumbledore put a hand up to talk, she inclined her head indicating for him to speak. "Ms. Granger, I think if Mr. Potter wants to stay, if you two keep a low profile, I would have no problem arranging your plans for you to stay." Hermione bit her lip, "Harry, how long are you thinking of staying?" Harry shrugged, "The entire term, since it would be our last year."
Hermione shook her head, "You want to be here for nine months, and do you know how much damage we could cause?" Harry nodded, "We won't cause any."
Dumbledore spoke up, "Ms. Granger, I do believe him, and I myself have a feeling that you two should be here." Hermione sighed, "If you do anything, anything I can think could be life changing, we're leaving, is that clear?"
"Crystal clear," Harry smiled. Dumbledore nodded, "I'll talk to Minerva, just remember you're new last name Harry, its Poetry." Harry looked a little shocked, "Why Poetry?"
Dumbledore shrugged, "I don't know, I like it." Harry nodded. "You two are from beauxbatons." Harry and Hermione listened to the instructions, they would stay in the great hall tonight and be sorted tomorrow, they told Dumbledore they were previously in Gryffindor and Dumbledore would talk to the sorting hat.
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