AN/ I'm back, sliht change though, instead of taking place in Dh, I'm moving this to the middle of HBP, it makes it easier, cause I really really really need Dumbledore for this fic.

Malandra did not pause to look at anything as she ran to the headmaster's office; she knew the way there by heart, after her parent's death, she had spent much of her time there reminiscing about her parents with her Auntie Min. Malandra glanced at the gargoyle once she got there. This was the part she had not counted on the fact she would not know the password to the office. It would be different now that it wasn't Auntie Min who was headmistress but a man whom she had never met only heard about, his name always spoke in a revered tone, from the time she was a child.

She stood there for a moment, twisting one of her black curls as she often did when in deep though. She mentally went through everything she had ever heard about Dumbledore. Finally, she settled on what, she had thought, at the time, was the most useless piece of information she had ever heard about Dumbledore, that he had an unnaturally large sweet tooth and that, often, his passwords were whatever candy had currently caught his fancy.

"Ummm, Sugar quills." She guessed. Nothing. "Chocolate frogs." Nada. " gummy worms." Silence, "Lemon drops?" and that was when the stone gargoyle moved.

Malandra rushed up the staircase she debated for a moment whether or not to knock at the door, but she quickly decided that formalities would be rather unnecessary at this point. She grasped the handle in her hand and turned.

The sight that met her eyes was one she found slightly humoures Harry Potter and a older man with long white hair wearing long purple roads standing over a pensive. "Professor Dumbledore?" She questioned.

The older man looked up. "I Left express orders that I was not to be disturbed tonight." he said, "How did you get up here?"

"I--I--" She stammered, before wordlessly handing him the time turner. "Ah" He said, taking it from her. "What time did you come from?" He questioned. "2017 sir, Twenty years from now."