For a moment Harry thought he had been imagining the disappearing of everything until he realized that the only other living thing to be seen in the street other than himself were James, Al and a cat looking down at them from the container with big eyes.
"Eh hello dad…" James let go of his dad's jacket looking apologetic. "What happened?"
Harry did not know what to say and instead had a closer look at the small golden object in his hand. It had the shape of an hourglass. Harry wondered where he had seen it before.
"Dad?" Al's voice sounded very small and the boy was still hanging tightly on to his brother's arm, "what's that?"
"I'm not sure… I have seen this kind of object before but I cannot place it right now." Harry looked around the place - it looked almost the same but there were a few things different of which the light was the most visible, it was getting dark, twilight. Once more Harry had a close look at the object.
"Boys, I think we have found us a time turner," he said with a dead voice.
"A what?" James tried to get his hands on the hourglass, "what's that dad?"
"A Time Turner is a object giving it's user the ability to travel back in time and is to be handle very carefully due to the risk following travel in time," Al quoted in one breath.
"You've been spending too much time with aunt Hermione," James looked amazed.
"Never the less it's true," Harry said with a bit of a hard smile, "let's go back to the house and see what we can do for now. I both believe and hope we went back to yesterday evening." Looking at the boys disappointed faces Harry let out a laugh, "think of it positively, now we get an extra day together and we know where to find the thief tomorrow."
They started walking back towards the house, Harry with his head in thoughts and the boys in conversation about the time turner but also their luck of not getting in trouble by following their father against his orders.
The closer they got to Grimmauld Place, the more Harry felt more and more insecure by noticing some small changes all the way around them, small things indeed such as a full bin outside a house he thought empty or flowers in a window where he hadn't seen any before. It was small things but never the less it made him keep his guard up and eyes wide open. The boys did not seem to notice but then again, they did only know the streets in daylight and both were still young and had grown up in peace.