Disclaimer: I own none of this. The original fanfic was posted under the pen name Emilee Genna Svahy however my email for that account no longer is active and I can no longer update the fanfic. Thus I am reposting and will be updating with some regularity as the story is mostly written thanks to NaNoWriMo
The Sands of Time
Chapter Two X
Hermione cradled the Time Turner in her hands. The golden sand in the center seemed to sparkle as if to tell her it had plans for the day. Her own plans were quickly forming. She needed to figure out how to control the little necklace that had a mind of its on. She needed to find a way to accurately pinpoint what time she was going to. If she could do that then it would be easier to help Severus.
But first she had to determine what exactly caused such an odd issue to present itself. Something in her very meticulous calculations was off, very off, but what?
She had triple checked her Arithmancy the number 191960 kept turning up in her calculations. She also could not explain why the number 521998 kept coming up but at this moment sitting with her Time Turner around her neck her, set her bottomless bag back to a small size, and then placed it in her pocket and she was ready to it down and begin deciphering her Arithmancy.
Minutes ticked by but felt more like hours, hours ticked by but felt more like days no matter what she did how she calculated everything the final number was always the same 191960521998.
At one point she fell asleep with her work strewn over the table and her head resting on a stack of parchment. Hermione couldn't tell you how long she slept for but she awoke to a knock on her door.
Hermione pushed her chair out and headed for the door. The knocking did not continue to come but had stopped completely. She reached the door, looked through the peephole, and seeing no one on the other side slowly opened it. There was nothing on the ground, nothing in her mailbox, but when she reached her door once more she noticed a small green envelope.
Cautiously Hermione plucked the letter from the door and walked back inside inspecting the envelope with care. B the time she reached her desk she could describe the exterior of the letter perfectly silver envelope, black wax seal with a silver ribbon attached, slightly shiny, and small.
However she could not tell you an iota of information regarding the contents of the letter. With a few waves and flicks of her wand Hermione ascertained that the letter was safe for her to open. She took the letter opener out of the drawer, slipped it under the seal, and opened the letter. It fell into her lap open for the world to see and Hermione quickly and quietly read.
Hermione, I know what you're looking for and I know that you're frustrated but trust that you'll figure everything out. You always do. -X
X? Who was X? And the Time Turner began to click as she sat down on her bed.
