Back in the Time-Turner two months ago in the past

POV: Hermione

The trophy room is super warm.

The breath of a dragon warmed me. I started to sweat after each step I ventured deeper down into the trophy room. Smoke filled the air, but I could see no flames. My vision isn't clear with the smoke. I can barely see ahead of me. I see a shiny trophy ahead. The trophy room is not that large so a dragon shouldn't be that hard to find.

I could now see the silhouette of someone ahead. It wasn't Harry. This person is much taller. I felt flames now. As I headed towards the person I recognized the voice call to me to run.

It is Dumbledore. Is he back from his trip already? No. He said he stayed there all summer. I know this is an imposter. Without warning I cast petrificus totalus at the person. He or she freezes as planned. I run towards the figure and as I feel a wrinkly face and hand I get the familiar feeling of Dumbledore. This can't be him though.

I start to feel drowsy. The smoke is filling my lungs. With my last breath I cast lumos which casts a light from my wand. The last thing I see is the face of a petrified Dumbledore.

I wake up back in the kitchen. I am on a table inbetween two other ones. On the left of me is an unconscious Harry. On my right is an unconscious Dumbledore. Then looking over all three of us from a chair is Dobby.

" Dobby... What happened?"

" The dragon capturing Dumbledore has been defeated by Dobby."

" How and why was a dragon capturing Dumbledore?"

" Dobby doesn't know, but Dobby did save all three in the trophy room."

" Thank you, Dobby"

" Your welcome miss."

" Is the party over?"

" The party was over three days ago miss."

That dragon must have been more dangerous than I predicted.

" Did anyone see any of us three?"

" No. They all just saw Dobby defeat the dragon."

Before I could ask anything else I drifted off into another nap. I dreamt that scene in the trophy room over again. How weak I felt. How scared I was. I woke up straight up. It was night now. Harry and Dumbledore were both gone along with Dobby. I hopped off the table. I could hear voices from next door in the other half of the kitchen.

" How did Barty Crouch Jr. beat you in a duel?"

" He pretended to be McGonagall with polyjuice potion. He caught me off guard and left with my wand."

Harry was talking with Dumbledore, but this is not really Dumbledore. Before the conversation continued I ran in and shouted Stupefy and knocked the Dumbledore look alike into the wall.

" Hermione what are you doing!"

" Protecting you Harry! That is not Dumbledore!"

" What makes you think he isn't?"

" What wizard like Dumbledore would easily be defeated like that?"

Someone else walked in.

" She is right."

We turned around to see Lucius Malfoy.

" What are you doing here?" He didn't answer my question, but ignored me.

" Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger. What a surprise."

He started walking towards us. The closer he came the more steps we took back. Since that isn't Dumbledore I knew how to reveal anyone disguised with polyjuice potion.

" Cranfult!" A blue spark hit the Dumbledore imposter and changed him into someone I have never seen before. I could tell it was Vincent Crabbes father. He had the same facial features as him.

" How did you two death eaters enter Hogwarts?"

" That doesn't matter. What matters is how proud Wormtail will be that I have got Potter and even a Mudblood to torture."

Harry and I started to sweat. How could we defeat Lucius on our own. We both nodded at each other and yelled at Lucius with are wands pointed at him," Stupefy!"

Lucius blocked Harry's spell, but mine hit him on the waist causing him to fly in the air onto a wooden table which snapped in half. Harry and I broke into a run out of the kitchen doors. We ran down a few fifth floor corridors only to run into Gregory Goyle's father and two other death eaters.

One held my arm, but I wasn't going to be captured that easily.

" Rictusempra!" He flew back into Goyle and gave Harry the opportunity to do the same to the death eater holding him. We ran out onto the staircase, but I could hear footsteps following us. Before the death eaters could chase us down steps the stairs changed. From the top of the staircase the death eaters tried to shoot us, but had gone too far already. We were back in front of the Great Hall entrance. The death eaters were coming.

" Harry, we can't continue. We have to wipe their memory of us. It could mess with the time turner when we get back and could maybe cause problems with the ministry of magic if they tell them we were in the school."

" Then what?"

" Your cloak." We both went under the cloak. When the death eaters came past us we both came from under the cloak and petrified all three of the death eaters who had followed us.

" Can you erase their memory of us?"

" Of course I do Harry." I casted obliviate on all three of them and focused there minds into thinking that they never made it to Hogwarts.

" Hermione how do you expect us to get rid of these three and the two upstairs?"

" With Dobby of course."

With Dobby we were able to transport all five of them deep into the forbidden forest. I erased all their minds of being at Hogwarts today. It should be interesting how they react when they wake up in the forest.

If Dumbledore isn't really here than he is in America.

" Harry we need to go to San Francisco."

" Why specifically there?"

" We need to start somewhere."

" Okay."

" First we have to erase the memory of the house elves including Dobby."

" Not Dobby."

" We have to. If we interacted with anyone or thing we have to erase all contents of any possibility that we were here."

" Okay."

I did as I planned and one by one put all the house elves to sleep and erased any memory that included us here this summer with them.

"Let us go then Harry."

We were to travel with floo powder and did from the Defense Against the Dark Arts fireplace. I let Harry go first as he said San Francisco Bridge. When he was gone I did as he did.

After the travel I came out of a rusty fireplace. Harry was there too thank goodness. We were in an abandoned building. I thought this was supposed to be a cafe to look over the San Francisco Bridge.

When I look out the window we had a view of the bridge. It wasn't the same though. It was a destroyed bridge with half of it floating in the ocean and the other half sticking out.