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Harry shook his head, confused. He tried to shut the door and open it again, but it wouldn't change. He was stuck with the Dursley's household. "Oh, come on, anywhere but here!" The door wouldn't budge. Harry heard his Uncle Vernon scream, then an enveloped fluttered by. And another. And another.
"Letter's for me?" Hermione said over Harry's shoulder, sounding partially drunk, and partially like a toddler. "I get letters, lots of letters."
There was now envelopes flying around in every direction. Harry shut the door, and the screaming from Uncle Vernon suddenly stopped. Curiously, he opened the door again, but now he was in a completely different place.
"Harry - Yer a wizard," Hagrid said. There was a silence inside the hut Harry and Hermione just entered. Only the sea, the whistling wind, and Hermione's high-pitched giggling, could be heard.
"I'm a what?" gasped Harry. But not our Harry, he was staring dumbstruck, a few feet away. He was becoming so confused, he couldn't stand it. So he tried to go back into the cupboard. But all that could be found was the outside of this small hut.
"No, no…" Harry said, trying to go somewhere else. "No, no, no!" He shouted. He could hear the clicks of wizard's apparating behind him. He knew he was underage, but he had to get away. He tried to relate his mind to what he felt as he traveled in Floo Powder, and he started tingling. He said to himself over and over in his head, Apparate to Hogwarts, Apparate to Hogwarts, Apparate to Hogwarts. Then suddenly, he felt the same sensation as earlier, almost as if he was being stretched through a tiny tube.
" I knows this plaaaace…." Whispered Hermione, as they found themselves in the D.A. room.
As Harry knew, whatever he wished the room to be, it would become, he thought to himself, We need a place to rest… somewhere to help Hermione. The room started spinning, and they suddenly found themselves in a "Hospital-Looking" bedroom. Harry laid her down on the bed, and looked around for something to help him solve her memory loss. All he found was weapons and a book.
"Muggle weapons?" Harry said, and he picked up the book, and read the title out loud. "Muggle Methods of Common Torture," Harry looked shocked. "I can't just beat it out of her… what do I do?"
"I think I may be able to answer that," said a familiar voice. Dumbledore walket over to Hermione's bedside.
She giggled, "You're old!"
"Yes," He said. "Very much so." Dumbledore looked over to Harry. "There is one particular way to cure the Memory Charm, that is unknown to the common wizard."
"Yes, sir?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Memoria Reparicio," Dumbledore said calmly, lifting his wand in slow, rhythmic, motions. "Reversio!" He shouted and pointed the wand at her forehead. She blinked a few times, then looked to Harry.
"Harry, Professor Dumbledore? I had the strangest dream, and-"
"That was no dream, Hermione," Harry said. "Now, Professor, what is going on? We keep going back and forth to different places. It's very irritating!"
"The Ministry has conducted a very powerful charm, and I'm afraid that any door you pass through, will go to a different random time in your life," He said.
"But, why, sir?" Harry asked. "Why won't they let me go? I've spent years enduring a love for someone, I'd hardly thought twice about, before… why?"
"The Ministry of Magic can be very… confusing," Dumbledore said. "They have methods of tracking down people, that can be very… might I say, irritating."
"What was Croaker's problem? Why was he talking about a… he said a "Prophecy" was made for me, what does he mean?"
"Well, Harry, about six years ago, there was a prophecy made by an undisclosed Seer, to a Muggle-Born wizard, involving you. That is all the information they could give out about that particular Prophecy," said Dumbledore.
"But what about the other one?" Harry said. "The one concerning Voldemort."
"That is a story for a different time, Harry, I have to leave quickly now," Dumbledore said. "But, let us not forget, lives are now saved, because of your actions." He smiled. "Tell Sirius, I said hello." Then he apparated away.