The bushy haired girl stepped back very disgusted and the door of the dorm opened again, this time it was the Head of Gryffindor House, Professor Minerva McGonagall. "Oh dear," she said shocked, "Ms. Granger, please go inform Madame Pomfrey of this incident." The girl obeyed and dashed out of the room. Professor McGonagall stayed with Harriet until she returned.

Harriet was brought to the Hospital Wing, where Madame Pomfrey gave her a once over, and let her be to rest. When she finally left, three students walked into the room, two boys and one girl. The first boy had fire red hair and freckles to match, the second had jet black hair, round rimmed glasses, and a red scar on his forehead, the finally the girl, that was the one who found Harriet, she lead them all over to her bed.

"Blimey Hermione, you said you found her on the floor," the red head questioned.

"I didn't see her on the train, how do you suppose she got here?" The boy with the scar asked. Just then Harriet began to wake, she rubbed her eyes and stared at the people around her. They all stepped back when she looked at each of them.

"Are you alright?" The black haired boy asked. Harriet stared at him in particular.

"Dad?" She said softly. The boy looked at his two friends confused. Then, behind, the Headmaster walked into the Wing. The three children made a path for him, and he walked straight to Harriet's bed.

"Well, I see how news travels so fast," Professor Dumbldore looked at Hermione and she gave a shy smirk. "If you would excuse me, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, I would like to speak with our guest for a moment." All three of them left and only Dumblredore and Harriet were in the room.

"Let's start first, with your name. Do you know what your name is?" He asked this question, not knowing if she'd been hit with the memory charm or suffer amnesia.

"Yes, my name is Harriet, Harriet--" she suddenly realized what was going on. The time necklace, it was a Time Turner. She got sent back to when her father was in his second yea. If she revealed anything of her future, the results could be catastrophic. "Porter." She said as last, unable to think of anything different. Dumbledore's eyebrows rose slightly, not entirely convinced.

"Well, Ms. Porter," he said with a gracious smile, "do you think yo are well enough to go join your fellow students in the Great Hall?"

Harriet knew he knew, she could see it in the twinkle of his eyes, behind those half-moon spectacles. "Yes, I'm feeling much better now." She sat up from her bed, Dumbledore stood up and walked to the door. He opened it and wasn't surprised to see the three young Gryffindors eavesdropping.

"Perhaps you three can show Ms. Porter around. Give her the Gryffindor warm welcome," he smiled from ear to ear, lo9oking back at Harriet. "Good day to you all," then he turned to leave.