It all began quite suddenly, everything spinning wildly. They clung to each other, desperately trying to stay standing. As the scenery began to come back into focus, Rose quickly broke away, almost strangling Scorpius in the process. They yanked the time-turner's chain over their heads, then Rose hastily stuffed it into her shoulder bag.

"Well, that was... Interesting" Scorpius said, laughing.

"Mum never warned me of the dizzying effect, that was horrible!" replied Rose, buttoning her bag up.

"So, do we just wait around here until our other selves show up?"

"That's the best idea, otherwise we might screw something up." Rose squinted at the sun. "Hmm, it doesn't look like noon, do you think we've done it correctly?" Scorpius followed her gaze, but couldn't see any difference.

"No idea, but you'd think our other selves would already be here if we HAD done it incorrectly!"

"No, our other selves would have been replaced by our current selves." Scorpius stared at her, slightly confused by her logic.

"That makes sense, I guess..." he thought to himself.

"So, if we've... Replaced ourselves, does that mean we can go back to our lives?" Scorpius asked.

"Not exactly, just because we don't think it worked properly, doesn't mean it didn't. I mean, how do you think you'd react if you saw yourself?"

"Badly, with a hint of possible fatigue." Rose giggled, then took Scorpius' hand.

"C'mon, I reckon we should head back to the castle anyway. If it IS 2 o'clock, we have Transfiguration shortly!"

They both began walking slowly back, taking their time. It hardly mattered if they were late, Professor Millistream wouldn't mind, especially as Rose was her top student. Anyway, they were enjoying each other's company too much!

"I think we should probably walk in separately." said Rose, breaking away from Scorpius. "Albus Severus would probably kill me if he saw we'd become friends."

Scorpius reached out and grabbed her hand again. "I don't care, we can be friends if we want!"

Rose smiled. "Fine, but it isn't my fault if he doesn't take too kindly to it!" they both walked the final few steps to Transfiguration, then shoved the door open. Rose gasped, releasing Scorpius' hand suddenly.

"Yes? I don't know if you noticed before so rudely barging into my classroom, but I'm currently trying to teach my students!" Professor McGonagall stood at the front of the classroom, spectacles lying across her crooked nose.

"But, Headmistress, I don't understand-"

"Headmistress?" McGonagall laughed. "I think you're getting a little bit ahead of yourself dear. Perhaps you should take a visit to Dumbledore's office?"

Rose murmured his name under her breath. Dumbledore? Surly she didn't mean ALBUS Dumbledore!

"Miss! Please! Something strange happened, we don't... Belong here." Rose said, running her fingers through her fiery red hair.

"That's quite obvious, I would have known if you belonged in my class!" Replied Professor McGonagall, peering through her spectacles.

"No! I mean, we don't belong HERE, in this... Time! I think we may be from the future!"

The entire class erupted into laughter, causing Professor McGonagall to scowl. "I would appreciate it if you would stop your kidding around and head to class, both of you. What is your name?"

Rose swallowed nervously. "Rose, Rose Weasley."

A noise somewhere between a startled pig and a barn owl erupts from a boy sitting near the back of the class. He looked younger, more youthful, but there was no mistaking. He was Ron Weasley, Rose's father.