Chapter Two: Warnings

Rose was stunned to say the least to see a fifteen year old Tom Marvolo Riddle sitting on the couch in front of her but she still extended her hand almost as if in a trance.

"Rosemarie Rohrer." Rose surprised even herself by keeping all nervousness out of her voice, but then again she was. . . would be a Slytherin.

Tom Riddle." he replied giving her his most charming smile and grasped her hand lightly. "Sit down." he said indicating the spot on the couch beside him. It wasn't a request and he could tell that she knew this.

Rose calmly sat next to him on the couch despite the fact that she knew who he would become and despite the shock that went through her fingers when he shook her hand. Then again that could be because, as her friends said, danger excited her and this had to be about as dangerous as it could get.

"Rosemarie, what are you doing in the common room? Shouldn't you be packing?" he asked suspiciously, he was always the only one in the common room this time of year and he was slightly irritated that he'd been disturbed by this Slytherin that he failed to recognize.

"Packing?" she asked in confusion. What time of the year was it supposed to be anyway? She would have thought that being confused about how it was at all possible for her to travel back in time would have been enough, but apparently it wasn't. What was she supposed to be packing for anyway?

"Tomorrow is the last day of school, surely you would know this Rosemarie." Tom stated, looking down at her with suspicion. This girl, Rosemarie, was obviously a Slytherin, judging by her school robes, but he wasn't familiar with her and he had prided himself at being able to recognize everyone in Slytherin.

"Oh, right." Rose said faking sudden understanding. She could tell that Tom didn't by if for a minute and hurried to come up with a reason why she wouldn't know that they were leaving tomorrow. "You see I'm going to be a new student next year so Headmaster Dippet and Professor Dumbledore thought it would be best if I came to check out the school and get sorted now instead of with next years first years."

"Care to explain then why you fell from the ceiling. " Tom said raising an eyebrow at her. He was sure that he'd find something wrong with her story. All he had to do was wait for her to slip up.

"Oh that's easy." Rose stated as the perfect story came to her. "I was on my way to Professor Dumbledore's office to discuss my class with him next year when some Gryffindor shot a spell at me and I ended up here." Rose finished with a shrug of her shoulders, making sure to say Gryffindor as venomously as possible. She almost felt bad for showing such distaste for her future friends house, almost.

"You know you talk about Gryffindors almost as if you'd been a Slytherin for years instead a day." He commented looking at her intently. There was something strange about her.

"Well that's probably because the school that I was at before was in Salem and they had two houses that were similar to Gryffindor and Slytherin." Rose said for once thankful that she had done a little research about other magic schools in her first year. "Anyway if it's not too much to ask I would like to ask a favor, from one Slytherin to another."

"It depends on what it is." Tom stated, finally deciding that her story was legitimate.

"I don't know the way to Professor Dumbledore's office so naturally I'm going to need someone to show me the way." Rose explained, sticking with the story that she was new and didn't know her way around the castle when in reality she probably knew her way around the castle better than a few of the seventh years.

"Very well." Tom said rising from the couch and walking over to the portrait hole, obviously expecting her to follow. Which she did.

Rose followed him in absolute silence for fifteen minutes before he finally stopped in front of a door that she recognized as the Transfiguration room.

"Just go through this door and into the classroom, you'll find a door that leads to the Professors office. If you need anything else I'll be in the common room." Tom stated and quickly turned on the ball of his heel and walked down the hall back to the Slytherin common room.

'Okay here goes.' Rose thought as she walked into the Transfiguration classroom and knocked on the younger, but still old Professors door with a strange apprehension that she had never felt around Dumbledore or the Transfiguration room. She'd spent many of her afternoons in this room receiving extra lessons from Professor McGonagal when all of her homework was done. Dumbledore himself had even offered to teach her a few things himself when he wasn't busy keeping up with Fred, George, and the rest of the school.

"Come in." She heard the wise professor call from the other side of the door.

"Professor, do you have a moment?" Rose asked, peeking her head in the room to see the wise Professor sitting at his desk. "I swear it won't take long at all and I'll explain everything." She said in a hurry upon seeing his look of confusion when he realized that he didn't recognize her as one of his students.

"Have a seat." Albus Dumbledore said gesturing to one of the empty chairs in front of his desk.

Rose sighed in relief, walked the rest of the way to the chair in front of his desk, and sat down looking quite happy with herself. "First of all Professor I'm Rosemarie Rohrer, and I'll meet you for my first time about fifty years from now." Rose stated, being blunt as usual.

"Go on." Dumbledore said, noticing that she seemed to be waiting for him to say something to that affect.

"Well you see my friend Krystal and I were in Charms and she was doing a charm on me that was supposed to make me a little dizzy, but instead she sent me back in time." Rose explained nervously. Would he even believe her? "If you want proof I have my book bag with me and in it is a book that was published a month ago from the time that my friend sent me back." She said setting her book bag on the table.

"Oh I don't doubt that you're from where you say you are." Dumbledore said, the all too familiar laughing twinkle in his eyes.

"Yo-You don't?" Rose asked astonished. She knew for a fact that if someone told her that she'd laugh at them, then ask where the hidden cameras were.

"No I don't. You see Miss Rohrer sometimes there are things that must be done in the past to create our future. Also I know a few very talented seers that told me of a young girl that would arrive at the school claiming to be from a different time, so naturally I've been waiting for such a girl to show up."

"Oh." Rose said, suddenly understanding and wanting to hit herself for not seeing that coming.

"Seeing how you're obviously in Slytherin I'm going to assume that there won't be any need to have you resorted."

"No Professor I guess not, but won't we have to explain all this to the Headmaster, and I'll need help sorting a few things out like how I'm going to get new clothes since mine are fifty years in the future, where I'm going to stay for the summer and the like." Above anything else Rose was worried about where she was going to stay for the summer since she didn't think that showing up on her ancestors doorstep and saying 'Hi you don't know me but I'm really related to you only I won't be born for at least another forty years' would go over very well.

"I think you and the Headmaster should be able to come up with something." Dumbledore said as he lead her out of the room and to the Headmasters office unaware of how dangerous this agreement would turn out to be for her

As Dumbledore lead her to the Headmasters office Rose made a game out of trying to figure out who was related to who and found it quite entertaining. So entertaining in fact that when they came to the stone gargoyle she didn't realize that they were there until after the password was said that the gargoyle started spiraling upward to reveal the spiral staircase.

Rose waited at the entrance to the Headmasters office for about fifteen minutes while Dumbledore explained the basics of the situation to the headmaster. When Professor Dumbledore finally said that she could come in she had to admit that, that had to be the longest fifteen minutes of her life.

"I must say young lady this is rather unexpected and had it been anyone besides Dumbledore to tell me this story I probably wouldn't have believed it." Headmaster Dippet said when Rose finally sat down.

"Hey if I wasn't positive that this wasn't a dream I'd ask someone to wake me up." Rose laughed lightly but instantly stopped when she realized that the Headmaster wasn't very appreciative of her sense of humor. "Anyway I'd like to continue my schooling here until I find a way to go back to the future if that's all right."

"I have no problem with that young lady." Professor Dippet said smiling reassuringly at her. "But there is the issue of where you will be staying for the summer to consider, and as much as I'm sure you like your house I'm going to assume that you don't want to wear your house uniform all summer either."

"I believe you'd be right about that, and since I don't know anyone and really shouldn't be here I suppose I could stay with a student. It'd have to be a responsible student of course." The last thing she wanted to do was get stuck with a past replica of her brother.

"Tell me Miss Rohrer did you meet anyone when you first arrived here?" Dippet asked thinking that she could stay with whoever it was that she had met.

"Yes actually. A boy that I think is in my year. Tom Riddle." Rose made sure that the Headmaster wouldn't be able to guess that she knew who Tom Riddle was prior to meeting him from the tone of her voice.

"Then you'll be staying with Mr. Riddle for the summer." Dippet stated, glad that that was resolved. "However you will have to come up with a story for this. Mr. Riddle lives in an orphanage and the muggles that own the establishment will want a good reason for your presence there."

Rose wasn't surprised when the Headmaster had decided that she would stay at the orphanage with Riddle after all according to what she'd read and what Dumbledore had told her (in the future) Headmaster Dippet had always been very fond of him. "I guess I could say that my father and brothers are in the muggle war and our mother died giving birth to me." Rose knew that it sounded melodramatic and was probably extremely over done, but you just couldn't beat a classic sob story like that.

"Excellent, now Dumbledore and myself will supply you with sufficient funds to buy your clothes and other necessities, in the mean time I suggest that you go inform Mr. Riddle that you'll be staying with him for the summer but be sure to leave out that you're from the future." Dippet advised and Rose had to admit he kind of reminded her of her Grandfather on her stepfather's side who lived in the states.

"Yes, Professor and don't worry I figured that it wouldn't be a good idea to let Tom know that I'm from the future so I told him that I would be a new student next year and wanted to take a look at the place." Rose said smiling sweetly at the Headmaster "However I would like to talk to you Professor Dumbledore about my class next year." She addressed the professor that had stayed silent throughout the whole conversation and gave him her own mischievous look with her eyes that she knew he would be able interpret.

With that both Rose and Professor Dumbledore left the Headmasters office and headed for the Transfiguration room.

"Professor I'm just going to cut right to the point." Rose stated upon entering Dumbledore's office for the second time that day. "If terrible things haven't already happened at Hogwartz then they will very soon. The Chamber of Secrets is going to be opened, Rubeus Hagrid is going to be framed for something that he didn't do, and a girl named Myrtle will be murdered and later will be known as Moaning Myrtle because she haunts the girls laboratory were she was killed." When Rose was finished she had to gasp for breathe and surprised herself by getting all of that out in one breathe.

Dumbledore stayed silent for several moments as he thought over the severity of the situation. "Will you tell me who the heir of Slytherin is?" he asked already knowing the answer. After all Time was nothing to mess with.

"I'm afraid not Professor." Rose answered with a shake of her head. "You see Professor time is a very delicate matter and any small act can change something. In fact I'd be surprised if my very presence here didn't change something." She explained letting a small chuckle escape her lips "So even though I know you'll be able to figure out who the culprit is I have to ask that you don't do anything about it."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Alright then I'll just be going back to my common room." Rose stated and walked briskly from the room. She knew that Dumbledore had been reluctant to agree but it couldn't be helped.

As Dumbledore watched Rose leave he knew that a strong weight had been put on her shoulders. He understood why she asked him not to do anything about the coming events, but even with knowing that it is never a good idea to change time he was reluctant to agree to keep his silence. He just hoped that she knew what she was doing, for everyone's sake.