Through the door stepped a thin, tall man with almost white hair. If you met him, you wouldn't forget him. He was wearing a tuxedo and wore a grim expression as if he just heard about a family member that had died. This was Draco Malfoy.

He ordered something "that better be strong" and to Hermione's surprise, sat down in front of her.

"Hello Granger, it's been what, four years?"

"What do you want Draco?" she replied coolly, trying to keep her anger and surprise under control.

"I believe it's your wedding day. To weasel Weasley I assume?"

"He is not a weasel! And out of curiosity how do you know anyway?"

"It just so happens I am getting married as well."

"Well then you'd better get moving." Who would want to marry Malfoy? Yuck!

"I've got time."

"And you don't look very happy about it."

"Actually I'm not. If it was up to me I wouldn't be getting married to her."

"Yeah well, I'd learn to deal with it."

He studied her carefully before commenting, "and I don't think you're pleased with this idea to marry Weasley then?"

"Where did you get that idea? I love Ron very much?'

"But he wasn't your first joice?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Her heart started pounding in her chest. Why was she spilling this out to Malfoy a death-eater, the boy that despised her and her friends, the boy that called her mudblood. It's because he's also into something he can't escape from. A marriage he doesn't want. A small voice whispered inside her head.

"If only I could change the past."

"What?"

"If only I could change the past. If I could go back a year after the war, my life would be better now."

"So would mine." Oops. Too much given away to Malfoy who she really had no idea why she was still talking him.

"So you do wish you could change the past. Who is it, Granger?"

"Who is what?"

"Your first choice"

Silence.

"Let me guess, Longbottom? Krum? Harry Potter?"

She flinched at the last name.

"So it is Potter."

"What are you getting at Malfoy?"

"A new time turner has been invented. One that will take you to the year after the war, but no further."

"So?"

"You're supposed to be smart. Work it out. I want you to help me get that Time- Turner."

"Why would I do that?" she was shocked. Not that Malfoy wanted to break into the ministry and steal the most powerful Time -Turner, but shocked that he wanted her help.

"Wouldn't you want to be marrying Harry right now?"

Now she understood. He had planned his from the start.

"Why would you want me to help you?"

"You want what I want and I might need your help."

"With what?"

"You'll see if you help me."

"How do I know I can trust you? You're a former death-eater. There is an infinite number of bad things that you could be planning that I wouldn't want to help you achieve.

He merely smiled and took out a locket from pocket. He prised it open to reveal a muggle photo of a woman with strawberry blonde hair.

"Her name is Clara, a muggle who I met and fell in love with. She changed me for the better. My father almost killed her and made me marry Caroline Goyle. My former best friend's cousin."

It could have been a trap but there were tears in his eyes. Real tears.

Against all better judgment she said, "I'll help you."

"So after we've broken in to the ministry we go to the department of what?" Draco asked Hermione.

"The Department of Mysteries has a Time Chamber where all the Time- Turners are kept."

Hermione still couldn't believe she was about to break into the ministry. With Draco Malfoy that is. She remembered breaking into it once before when she, Harry and Ron were looking for horcruxes.

Together they walked outside the ministry doors (they had apparated a few feet away) with Malfoy covered by a cloak that covered his face. They stepped into the elevator and started going up towards the Department of Mysteries.