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They ran through the forest dodging spells and firing some back. Harry narrowly escaped a killing curse while Hermione cast a jelly-leg hex at the men chasing them, taking one down.

"Where is it?" Harry asked sounding out of breath. They both were exhausted since they'd been running for quite some time now. They were the two most wanted people in Magical Britain and running was the only option they had at hand.

"It's just a little further ahead," Hermione said panting. Her left arm was bleeding as a cutting hex had grazed her mere minutes ago. "But I do have to tell you that it might not work as intended."

"All it has to do is work so we can finally end this madness," Harry said firing an exploding hex at the men following them. The spell took out a few trees blocking their path and giving Harry and Hermione a little lead. They didn't let this chance go as Harry took out two shrunken Firebolts from his pocket and tossed one to Hermione.

"You know how I am with flying on brooms right?" she said.

"Worse than getting killed by them?" Harry said talking about the people who were chasing them.

She sighed before enlarging the broom as she and Harry jumped on them and headed for the skies. A quick notice-me-not charm hid them from preying eyes as they sped towards the location which would be an exit for them from this horrible world.

Hermione took the lead as she was the only one who knew where this place was. They flew for about half an hour before reaching the place. There was nothing there. Harry looked at Hermione who simply ignored him and started enchanting something which wasn't in English. A minute later the air in front of them shimmered before a small cave emerged from the ground with an entrance big enough for one person to enter at a time.

"Follow me," she said heading for the cave. Harry looked around just to make sure no one had followed them before following her into the cave.

It was dark inside but nothing a little lumos charm couldn't handle. Hermione kept walking while Harry followed her. From what it seemed they were heading more and more underground. "I still can't believe you managed to come up with something like this," he said.

"I had to do what needed to be done, Harry," she said. "Everything we were told from the beginning since we came to this world of magic…was a lie. I don't know how I let my guard down to something as stupid as getting dosed with love potion time and time again."

"At least you aren't dead," Harry said in a grim tone. Hermione stopped, turned around and looked at him for a moment, his eyes glowing beautifully in the dim light from their wands. She walked ahead and hugged him tightly. Harry hugged her back. She was always the best hugger, Harry thought and the first person to hug him in his whole life.

They broke the hug as they looked into each other's eyes. Feelings started to develop inside both of them as their faces began to come close but at the last moment Hermione stopped and turned her face to the other side. "We should keep moving," she said.

"Yeah," Harry said awkwardly as they both realized what they were going to do. They began to walk again deeper into the cave until they reached a sort of big hall-like open space underneath. Harry looked around, surprised how spacious this place was. "Did you enlarge this?" he asked. Hermione only smiled. "You're amazing, you know that?"

"You've said it so many times already," she said. She then walked around the space, tapping at random points on the cave walls (according to Harry) before coming and standing at the center. She raised her wand arm and made a tapping motion as her wand shot off very tin strings of light while at the same time a big runic symbol appeared on the ground around Hermione with her in the center. The strong coming from her and fell around the circumference of the giant rune when she looked at Harry. "Hop in, Mr Potter," she said with a smile when suddenly it disappeared. "They're here," she said.

Without wasting any moment Harry cast the best, most complex wards he knew at the entrance of the cave before walking over to Hermione, inside the dome of light strings she'd created. He looked at her, her face bright and beautiful in that white light as he remembered how many times she'd saved his life before this. If it wasn't for her Harry was sure to have died a very long time ago.

"Now what?" he asked.

Hermione looked at him before holding his hand. They both looked at each other before she smiled. "In case it doesn't work," she said, "I want to thank you for everything and also I want to tell you that…I love you."

Harry looked at her with wide eyes before smiling emotionally. "I love you too," he said as his wards at the entrance, was blasted off as about twenty men entered the open space inside the cave firing the killing curse at the two of them. However, the dome deflected them all much to everyone but Hermione's surprise.

"Are you ready?" Hermione said, her hold on his hand tightening a little bit. Harry nodded before she twisted her wand arm causing the dome's strings of light to twist a little as well before a bright flash of light blinded everyone outside the dome.

"What happened?" asked one guy rubbing his eyes.

"Where…Where are they?" another one shouted, looking around with widely open eyes to barely see anything.

The leader of the group sighed as his vision restored after a few minutes. He did a revealing spell and the residual magic from Hermione's rune told him what he needed to know. "There's no point in going after them," he said having everyone's attention. "We'll have to report this."

Everyone looked at each other in fear and worry. They knew what it meant.

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The bright light of the dome vanished all of a sudden as Harry and Hermione found themselves atop a hill with a hue lake in front of them. They looked around wondering where they were.

"Is this the Black Lake?" Harry asked but then saw there was no Hogwarts or the forbidden forest around. So this was another place. But then he saw Hermione who had a look of worry on her face. Also, she looked younger…a lot younger. "Her…Hermione?" he said.

Hermione looked at him with teary eyes as one of her hand held onto the locket around her neck. "I didn't know I was wearing it," she said in a shaky voice.

"Wearing what?" he asked. Hermione removed her hand to reveal the time-turner around her neck. "Did it affect our travel somehow…?" he asked when his eyes widened with realization as he quickly conjured a mirror and looked himself in it. Just like Hermione he, too, had become younger.

"I'm sorry, Harry," Hermione said falling on the ground on her knees. Harry ran over to her, helping her up and hugging her.

"Hey, hey, hey…It's not your fault," he said consoling her.

"Of course it is," she said sniffing. "Because of a silly mistake look what happened to us."

"We'll figure out a way…like always," Harry said. "Is there a way to find out that we are where we wanted to be?"

Hermione nodded before wiping her tears. She then took out a rune chip from her pocket which glowed a faint pink. She looked at it with confusion. "What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"I had linked this rune chip with the rune I used to bring us here," she said. "It's glow meant that we indeed succeeded in our trip but…"

"But what?" Harry asked, now worried as well.

"But that's now how it is supposed to glow," she said. "Its glow is supposed to be of the same color our dome was."

Harry looked at the chip in her hand closely. "Isn't there another way to know whether we are where we wanted to be?" he asked.

Hermione nodded before casting a complicated spell in what Harry easily got was gobbledohk, the language of the goblins. He didn't understand it but he recognized it. It didn't surprise him at all that Hermione could speak gobbledohk. She knew many ancient languages, which is why she was the best spell caster.

A minute later Hermione stopped her enchantment as Harry looked at her expectantly. She looked at him and nodded. "The spell confirms that we are in the right place," she said, "but…but there's something different about it. I can't shake off the feeling."

"Is it because of the time-turner?" Harry asked.

"Could be," she said. "My magic wasn't wrong. I know that. While there wasn't much resources or time to test it practically the theory of the magic was flawless. I guess this issue happened because of the time-turner that I mistakenly brought inside the transport rune back in the cave."

"So we are in the right place," Harry asked.

Hermione nodded. "We are," she said, "but it seems like that the timeline might've changed a little from what we've thought it would be."

"Timeline?" he asked.

"What we did was time-travelled back in the past," she said. "The reason why it's so difficult in the first place is because there are an infinite number of realities or timelines that form out of the actual reality. For us, the actual reality is the one from where we came from and that makes it the…let's say the main reality for us. Apart from that all the other realties that emerge out of it is a bit different in an infinite amount of ways. For example there's one reality where you were never a wizard. In another reality you were a girl or maybe you lost your first Quidditch match."

"Losing a Quidditch match can create an entirely different timeline?" Harry asked.

"Even a very minute or negligible change can create another timeline or reality," Hermione said, "which is why there are an infinite number of them. We have to figure out in which of those realities we ended up coming to from our own. There's already a huge change in us…we've become younger and judging from your long hair I'd say we're as old as we were in our fourth year at Hogwarts."

"So I'm fourteen?" Harry asked.

"And I'm closing to fifteen," Hermione said. "I can only wonder what's in the plate for us."

Harry nodded. "Where do we go from here though?" he asked. "Are there our past versions here?"

"No," she said. "The magic I created for this wouldn't send us physically back in time but rather our consciousness and memories. We are in the bodies of our younger selves."

"So what happened to our real bodies?" Harry asked. "Is it still there in the cave?"

Hermione shook her head. "They are someplace safe," she said. "I accounted for this so I made sure that our bodies would remain safe until and if we got back."

"If?" he asked.

"Like I said, I made a mistake bringing the time-turner into the transport rune," Hermione said.

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(Original timeline)

"And you came empty handed?" Dumbledore asked.

"They just disappeared from right in front of us in a bright flash of light," John, the group leader said. "I picked up the residual magic from the rune but I cannot figure out what it is."

"Of course you wouldn't," Dumbledore said. "Ms Granger is a very right witch. Your knowledge of magic doesn't even comprehend to a single percent of what she knows."

"So there's no way of knowing where they are?" John asked.

"Leave the residue here," Dumbledore said. John nodded before putting the small vial on the table beside Dumbledore's chair. Inside the vial was what looked like millions of microscopic spores of light floating around. Dumbledore looked at it as he was left alone in his room. "You continue to slip through my hands, "he said stroking his beard. "I wonder how long it's going to last. I am starting to lose my patience."

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Hello again,

Those of you who know me know that I am not a serious writer. I procrastinate a LOT and it's not in the sense that I don't upload new chapters regularly but rather that I don't give much attention to grammatical or storyline errors.

That being said I fully intend to complete a story that I start…it's just that sometimes I find it hard to stretch them to acceptable lengths. I have the beginning and end of the story planned in my head. It's just the middle part that I find hard to deal with.

So, bear with me and my mistakes. While I have a few stories already uploaded that doesn't mean that I am incredibly good with the words.

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