AN: Trying to update this story more. I have lots of ideas for this story but I am always open for suggestions. If you ever do give me a suggestion I will give you the credit for it just give me a review or send me a PM. I try to consider everyone's ideas. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.

I rolled over and snuggled into the pillow sighing softly. It was too early to get up, way too early. I hadn't slept nearly enough. But something had woken me up. I listened closely trying to figure out what had woken me up. Nothing seemed to be stirring but then I heard it. Two voices talking angrily a little ways away but they were getting closer.

"Albus I don't think you should be alone with them!" A gruff voice said darkly followed by a steady clunking.

"They have both been checked for Dark Marks and they are clean Alastor. If anything that young woman is even cleaner because she has the word Mudblood carved into her arm." Dumbledore said easily.

"It could easily be a trick Albus, a cloaking spell, invisibility spell or any number of different spells." Moody said angrily.

"Alastor, Poppy checked for those kind of spells. You have nothing to worry about. But if you would like you can patrol the hallway." Dumbledore said kindly before shutting the door.

I rolled over and yawned sleepily. A heavy arm wrapped around me and I stiffened. What the hell? I didn't go to sleep with anyone. I had actually never slept with anyone else before.

"Ah, don't they look cute Poppy." Dumbledore said chuckling softly.

"Oh yes they've been cuddling on and off like that for a couple of hours now." Madam Pomfrey said giggling girlishly.

"They look too old to be students. Are you sure they were asking for me?" Dumbledore asked thoughtfully.

"Oh yes, the boy was quite forceful about all of it. He wouldn't tell Minerva or me anything. It's so strange. Almost like he's afraid of saying too much without the consent of the girl." Madam Pomfrey said before sipping something loudly. "I would find it completely suspect if I hadn't already checked them over."

"Maybe they know something that only I can know." Dumbledore said sucking on something loudly. Must have been a lemon drop. The two of them stopped talking and I was fairly sure I heard them walk into Madam Pomfrey's office.

I snuggled back into the body that was next to me trying to find some sort of warmth. For some reason it was getting colder and the only heat close by seemed to be Oliver. Why he had climbed into the bed with me during the night, I had no idea, but the fact of the matter was that he had joined me in the bed.

Oliver's arms wrapped around me even tighter and he nuzzled my neck. I tried to pull away from him but he was just too strong. Of course he was, his muscles had muscles. I tried moving away from him again but his arms were unyielding. It was quickly starting to get uncomfortable being so close to him. I had a boyfriend and I was fairly sure Oliver had a steady girlfriend who played on the Holyhead Harpies. I pushed away from him one last time and he finally let go.

I sighed but felt myself roll right off the edge of the bed. My eyes snapped open and I squealed as I fell on the floor. Oliver's head popped up and he looked around quickly. His brown hair was messy and his eyes looked unfocused. He must have still been half asleep.

"Oliver!" I snapped angrily rubbing my back. "You jerk!"

"Sorry 'Mione." Oliver said yawning widely. "Mmm what time is it?"

"No idea." I muttered rubbing my eyes.

"Here," Oliver said holding his hand out to me. I stared at it for a moment before placing my hand in his. He pulled me up into the bed easily and I sat on my knees. I looked around the room and spotted a clock on the wall. It looked like it was a little bit after noon. "Do you have any idea what happened?"

"Yes." I said dropping my hand to the necklace hanging around my neck but it wasn't there. "Oh Godric!"

"What?" Oliver asked watching me warily as I pulled the hospital gown away from my chest trying to look for the necklace. What the? I didn't remember her changing me? Focus Hermione!

"Did you see what Madam Pomfrey did with the necklace I was wearing?" I asked looking around anxiously.

"Yeah," Oliver said reaching into his pocket and pulled out the broken time-turner. His face darkened as he stared at it.

"You know what that is don't you?" I whispered shakily.

He looked up slowly and nodded. "Do you have any idea what year it is?"

I grimaced and stared at my hands. "I think I might have some idea."

"Really?" He asked surprised.

"You know the Head Girl who was yelling at us?" I asked biting my lip.

"Yeah?" Oliver asked looking bemused.

"I'm pretty sure it was Harry's mum." Oliver's eyes widened and his face paled to the color of old porridge. He actually looked like he might be sick. I bit my lip and watched as Oliver worked through his emotions.

"Do you think we can go back?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"We'll have to ask Dumbledore about it." I whispered softly my heart pounding fiercely in my chest. "But when I've used the time-turner in the past I waited for the past to catch up to the present."

Oliver's face turned a bright red and he looked rabid. "I'm going to fucking kill you Granger!"

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