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Hermione looked up into the face of a much younger Dumledore, her lip quivering after retelling the tale of how she'd gotten there. Sirius sat in a chair next to her own, his hand resting on her knee. He'd told his part of the story and Dumbledore had been silent the whole time. The three of them sat in silence as Dumbledore thought about what he'd been told.

"Well," he finally said. "This is quite a problem, Miss Granger." She looked up at him, her hand reaching out and placing the remaining pieces of the Time Turner on his desk.

"Is there any way you can fix it?" His eyes were sad and she knew the answer before he even said anything.

"I'm afraid not. The magic used to make this is old, and very advanced. It hasn't been used in years."

"Is it even possible to fix a broken Time Turner?"

"I wish I could tell you a definite answer, but the truth is that I simply don't know. There is a book in the library that should be able to help you, it holds all information on Time Turners. 'A Guide to Time' I believe it is called. It was created very soon after-"

"After the first Time Turner was made." Sirius finished for him. "Remus checked it out and we were going to look through it before the Time Turner was broken."

"Well, I suggest you do. For I believe that would be the only hope you have for finding out if it is even possible for Miss Granger to return home." He looked at them gravely. "I wish you the best of luck, and do let me know if there is anything I can do to help. In the meantime.. I believe it would be best if we tried to act like you were a normal student who just arrived a little late. So, "he paused and flicked his wand, making a stack of books appear along with a trunk. "I suggest you take these, seeing as you'll be starting class tomorrow." Hermione's eyes widened as she began to speak, but Dumbledore cut her off.

"Miss Granger, I insist. We can't have people becoming suspicious of a random young lady running about the castle. You need to blend in, and in order to do that, you must attend the lessons. Your supplies and clothes are in the trunk, your schedule will be the same as Mr. Black's, and you can stay in a spare bed in the Gryffindor girl's dormitory. I suggest that you spend any free time looking through that book. Now, it's been a long day and classes start tomorrow, I suggest you two go eat and then off to bed. Goodnight." His attention drifted back to the papers on his desk. Hermione and Sirius stood after obviously being dismissed, grabbed Hermione's new supplies and left his office.

"Hermione." Sirius said for the fourth time, finally catching her attention. She dropped her fork and looked up from her plate that she'd barely eaten off of.

"What?"

"You've been stabbing that same piece of chicken for about ten minutes."

"So?"

"So! I'm worried about you. It's been two weeks since you started classes and you've barely eaten anything. All you've done is go to class, do your homework, and then read that book! You don't sleep, and don't try to tell me otherwise because you've got dark circles under your eyes and I see you in the common room in the middle of the night pouring over that book." His voice softened slightly, "Look, I realize that you want to get home. And I want to help you. But you're killing yourself, and I can't just sit here and watch you do that." Hermione sighed, knowing he was right. She barely ate or slept and it was showing. Her hands shook, her head hurt, her ears were ringing. "Come with me." Sirius said, taking her hand. They slowly walked back to the empty common room and sat on the couch. Sirius held out his hand and Hermione handed over the book that she'd grown to carry with her everywhere.

"In our last class you fell asleep." Sirius started. "I wasn't paying much attention to the lesson-"

"As per usual." Hermione interrupted, smiling.

"Yes," Sirius agreed, laughing. "As usual, so I took the book and read through some of it." He stopped suddenly. "Hermione, when I tell you this you have to promise not to get too worked up. It's going to take some time." Hermione frowned.

"What do you have to tell me?" Sirius sighed before launching into his story.

"First, tell me what you know about the magical propertes of Time Turners."

"Well, the power to change time isn't in the object itself, but in the sand inside the object, making the Time Turner more of a case of sorts for the actual magic that is held within the sand."

"Exactly. So, the Time Turner without the sand would just be a normal object that could easily be fixed by Reparo."

"Yes, that's true, but the sand is what makes it work."

"I'm aware. But the sand isn't really sand. It's a potion created to appear to be sand." Hermione frowned, not sure where he was going with the conversation.

"Sirius, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that the ability to time travel is held within the potion." He said as he opened the book to a page near the back. "And the recipe for that potion is written on this page."

*Aaaaaaand, cliff hanger;3

So, a few notes down here. The main thing being about the idea for the magical-potion-thing. That was completely my idea, just fyi. I have no idea if that was or wasn't how JK intended for the Time Turner to be made, but in this particular fanfiction, that's what's happening. Soo... Yea. That's really the only note for this chapter. Sorry it's taking so long to update! Hope y'all are still enjoying it:) Until next time! :3*