Cho's POV

When I opened my eyes, a pair of emerald green ones stared back at me. "Harry..." I called out, only to have my eyes focus, reveling the simple fact those eyes belonged to a girl with dark red hair. I felt a bit foolish.

"Madame Pomfrey, she's awake," said the girl.

"Miss?" she called, attracting my attention.

"Yes?" I replied.

"What is your name?" she said, trying, I suppose, to be helpful.

"Cho; Cho Chang." I replied, wondering why she hadn't known who I was.

"Pretty name. If you don't mind me asking, how did you get here?"

"Actually, I don't know. Last thing I remember, I was in the dungeons."

"Yes. That is where Severus found you..." interrupted Madame Pomfrey.

"That's strange." I thought to myself, wondering why Madame Pomfrey didn't have quite as many wrinkles as I had remembered... "What's today's date?" I asked. I probably wasn't right, but I needed to put aside my sneaking suspicion.

She looked at me funny, as if I had sprouted wings and turned purple with large brown spots. "November 15th, of course."

"But it was June yesterday...." I thought to myself. "How is this possible?" I thought again, wondering about my theory, and the overwhelming possibility. "And the year?"

"1976." she said, matter-of-factly.

My eyes grew to the size of galleons. "No bloody way!"

She looked at me funny once more. "What'd you think it was, '45?" she said, and then returned to her paperwork.

"Madame, it's simply not possible! This must be a joke! I demand an explanation!" I shouted, expecting the Weasley boys to pop out from behind the pile of bedpans.

"Cho? It's 1976." said the red headed girl, as if it had always been.

"Sure. And I'm Lily Evans." I snapped back.

She stood, confused. "Umn... but I'm Lily Evans."

"Alright. Prove it; let me talk to Prof. Dumbledore." I replied, not wanting to believe her. "It was impossible. I'm not in 1976. It just can't be." Or so I thought.

"Fine." she said, and then sent a quickly scribbled a note to our dear headmaster.

Moments later, I was sitting in the office of none other than the great Albus Dumbledore. "Miss Chang, I presume?"

I didn't even bother to answer his query. Instead, I launched my attack. "I don't know who you think you're kidding. This is not 1976, you are not funny and she" I pointed to the doorway where the redhead stood; is not Lily-bloody-Evans!

"Lily," he spoke softly, "return to the hospital wing. I daresay young Remus will need your assistance after last night's escapades." Lily turned, swishing her long red hair and promptly left.

"Now Miss Chang. I think I may know what has happened to you. You see, when we found you, you were fully drenched in a green slimy substance. That substance, I believe was the exact substance I created with Nicholas Flamel back in sixty-one." he said, his eyes twinkling. "It was the thirteenth use of dragon's blood."

"Thirteenth? Pardon me if I am wrong, but wasn't there only twelve?" I said, and then thought for a minute. Snape had everything firmly drilled into our heads when it came to alchemy. He wouldn't have let me pass if I didn't know that. Yet how could I be right and the most powerful wizard of modern times wrong?

"Yes and no." he replied. "You see, the thirteenth was so powerful that I had Nicholas promise never to tell anyone about it. It has so much potential, time travel," he said, casually munching upon some sweet substance.

"Time travel?" I shouted. "Professor, you have to be kidding me. I'm not three and a half, I know time travel is only possible with a time turner, and even then is only reliable for at the most a couple of hours."

"Oh but it is possible. How else could you be here." he said, then opened the door, revealing an entire hallway full of passing teenagers, many complete with afros and other 70s fashion accidents. Shit. I hate it when that man is right.

"Miss Chang, I trust you can make your self at home until we can send you back. Until then you will be attending classes and telling no one where you came from; understood?" he said, an aura of brilliance surrounding him.

"Yes Professor." replied, and then joined the world of the seventies.