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It was then that the nurse intervened. "Well you two, I think you've done enough chatting, and the headmaster is here to see you young lady." She said indicating Emily.

"Headmaster...?" Emily asked, looking toward the door and seeing an old man in the doorway.

"Hello Remus." Said this headmaster before he turned his attention to Emily. "You've had quite the experience...Haven't you?" He said. "My name is Albus Dumbledore, I am headmaster here at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Emily looked up..."Uh-huh" She said. "And I'm the queen of Australia." Remus laughed but stopped when Dumbledore sent a 'be quiet' glare his way.

"My dear...Emily, is it?" He started. "This is all very serious. You...Do not belong here..." He began.

"Well..." She began. "You're right, technically, but...How do I get home...?" She asked.

"First" Said Dumbledore "We have to find out how you got here, and where you're from."
"when, she's from." Interrupted Remus. Having heard her discussing that it was the year 2011 where she was from. Emily nodded and Dumbledore looked somewhat confused.

"Did you use a time-turner?" He asked. "I've never seen anybody use one to- No, You're a muggle, aren't you?

"Well, yes." She said. "I don't have any magic, but, my mom was a witch." Both Dumbledore and Remus looked slightly confused.

"If your mum was a witch, wouldn't you be one too, just a half-blood?" Remus asked.

"You see," replied Emily. "My mom and dad watched me ever since I was really small, for any signs of magic, y'know? Well, anyway. I never did show any. Not one single ounce of magic in me. Everybody finds it strange, but I don't mind, I guess. Even though It would be nice to clean my room with just the flick of a wand." She smiled. But the two men before her looked taken aback. The child of a witch or wizard was always a witch or wizard themselves. It was never a good sign to be born a muggle in the wizarding world.

"Emily." started Dumbledore. "Is there something you'd like to tell me...?" Emily looked startled, and hid her fear.

"N-no!"She stammered. "no." She said again , more calm this time.

Remus and Dumbledore both looked concerned. But during her stay in their time, she may open up, and they might just find a way to send her back.

Emily sat in Dumbledore's office, in front of his desk. He stood on the other side, his back facing her, staring out of the window. "It's been three days Emily, and you've healed rather nicely I might add." Emily nodded absently as he continued. "We must know how you got here, in order to send you back."
She stared down at her feet before agreeing, though, on her own terms. "Only if Remus is here." She and Remus had become quite close during their time together in the hospital wing, and he was her only friend during this time. One of the only friends she'd ever had. She didn't want to be alone, sharing her startling past with a stranger, without anyone to comfort her.

Albus nodded, and told her to stay where she was while he fetched Remus. She stood and wandered around the room, staring at the strange odds and ends in the office. She had lived in a magical household for sixteen years and never seen anything like these before.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Dumbledore and Remus walked into the room. "Let's begin the telling of what I'm sure will be an interesting story." Said Dumbledore. Emily sat back down, and Remus took the seat next to her, Dumbledore sitting in his puffy desk-chair on the other side of the desk.

"Well..." Started Emily. "It all started when I turned 11..."