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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. IT ALL BELONGS TO JK ROWLING.

"The Time-Turner…"

Hermione repeated it again. Harry's eyes widened. "Her-"

She suddenly stood up from the couch "The time turner! Why hadn't I thought of this before!"

Harry sighed "Are you sure you can do this?" his answer surprised her greatly. He was actually supporting her idea. Hermione nodded yes.

"I know I can" she replied, looking at her wrist for the time on her watch. "I have to"

"But where are you going to get a-"Harry paused, "PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL!"

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"Remember in third year, when McGonagall got the ministry to give you a time turner for extra classes? Well, she kept the time turner!" Harry replied.

"How do you know that, Harry?" she asked firmly. "How do you know she hadn't given it back to the ministry?"

"The rest of the time turners were destroyed when we raided the ministry in fifth year" he began "McGonagall kept that time turner for safe keeping if any issues were to come about"

"But how do you know she has it?"

"She had it as a necklace under her robes. I saw it when we were with you in the hospital"

"Oh harry- You're a genius!" Hermione leapt forward, and embraced her best friend in for a tight hug.

"Hermione- my chest- can't-breath-"he whispered.

"Oh!" Hermione suddenly let go, "Sorry"

"We need to get that time turner…soon" he said. "We'll check at dinner for the time turner around her neck…if it's not there then her office before the end of the feast" said Harry.

"And what if it's not in her office?"

Harry suddenly went silent. Hermione grabbed onto his hand and pulled him along, out of the common room "Let's go" she said.

Neither Hermione nor Harry were paying any attention to their dinner, that evening. All they could do was focus on McGonagall every few seconds, their eyes dropping to her neck to check for a glimmer as she turned to talk to another teacher at her table.

Harry leaned over across the table to Hermione halfway through their main "Do you see anything?" he whispered. Hermione shook her head. "I don't see anything around her neck" she said "I think it's in her office"

"Should we go now?"

"The feast will be over soon…I think in a few minutes would be the best time to go" she replied, poking at her slice of roast chicken.

After the platters of roast potatoes, chicken and other main meal condiments had suddenly disappeared, Harry and Hermione took this as the time to leave before the gateau or Chocolate cake appeared in front of them.

"Let's go…" Hermione pulled Harry out of his seat, and the two hastily left the hall through the huge double doors, leaving everyone behind them who saw them suddenly leave, confused.

Harry and Hermione ran through the empty corridors, up the stairs and straight to the 4th floor where they would be greeted to the gargoyle statue that would transform into the stairs that would lead to the Heads' tower.

"What's the password?" Harry asked Hermione, out of breath.

"I had no clue" she sighed, looking at the statues and portraits around her for some sort of clue. "What was Dumbledore's favourite muggle sweet, again?"

"Lemon Sherbets" Harry replied. He stepped forward. "Lemon sherbet!" he repeated. Nothing happened.

He turned back to Hermione "What now?"

Hermione stopped and thought for a second "What is McGonagall's favourite muggle sweet?"

"I don't see her with any muggle sweets but she likes to go to HoneyDukes at Hogsmeade…"

"What does she always buy? If you see her?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know…" Harry said, thinking.

"Wait!" Said Hermione, stepping forward. She faced the statue "Chocolate Frogs!"

The Gargoyle began to turn. It spun clockwise, before forming a long, spiral staircase that lead to the heads' office.

Hermione and Harry ran up the stairs and straight through the door of the office. A painting of Dumbledore sat above the large desk that once belonged to the old wizard. He heard the door slam, he jolted and woke up.

"Mr Potter? Ms Granger? What are you two doing in here?" he asked, placing his half-moon spectacles further up his long nose.

"Professor Dumbledore, we need your help" said Hermione. The portrait version of Dumbledore sat up in his chair, to show that he was listening.

"What is the problem, Miss Granger?" he asked.

"We need the time turner" she said urgently. Professor Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, and sighed. "This wouldn't have anything to do with Mr Malfoy, would it?"

Hermione nodded yes "Please, Professor"

Professor Dumbledore was the humblest man a person could ever know. Even if you had just met him, he'd probably come off as your best friend. And he knew that he could never deny a girl such as Hermione granger the key (hypothetically) to her happiness.

Dumbledore nodded. "It's in the second draw down to the left behind this desk" he pointed downwards, to the desk.

"Thank you, sir" Hermione smiled. She and Harry ran behind the desk and straight to the draw. But it was closed.

"She's locked it with magic!" Harry groaned, annoyed.

Hermione pulled out her wand from her pocket, pointing it at the draw "Alo-"

"It won't work, there isn't a lock! "Harry intervened. "That won't work!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Did you ever finish the end of chapter 2 standard book of spells?" she asked.

Harry went a shade of red, and turned away.

"I thought so" she replied, and turned to the draw again, wand at the ready. "Alohamora!" she shouted, the draw suddenly shot open.

Hermione slid her wand back into her pocket and began to search the draw. At the back, behind a few old trinkets, was the time turner, wrapped in purple silk. "Got it!" she unwrapped the Time-Turner from the silk and held it up. "What's the time?" she suddenly asked.

"Nearly 8" Harry replied, checking his watch.

"Where were we at 8?" she asked. "I think I was near the castle, walking through entrance corridor outside. You?"

"The changing rooms." He replied

"We need to avoid ourselves at all times. Under no circumstance can they see us. It will ruin everything." Hermione stated. She grabbed Harry by the arm and walked hastily towards the office door.

"Miss Granger!" the voice of Professor Dumbledore called from behind her. Hermione and Harry turned around.

"Good Luck" Professor Dumbledore smiled.