A/N Ok! Here it is my first ever fanfic! I really hope you like it! The first chapter is really slow but it will get better I promise! Please read and review it means a lot to me! Oh, yeah and I don't own any of the characters from Harry potter books! (If I did Ron and Hermione would have got it together by now) but the characters you haven't heard of before I made them up! Please read and review!

Chapter one- our choices make us who we are

Lyra looked round Dumbledore's office, gazing at all the intricate whirring contraptions that filled it. No matter how many times you came in to this office, she thought to herself, you can always find something interesting, something to take your mind off things. She sighed and waited for Dumbledore.

Albus Dumbledore also had a lot on his mind; he needed somebody to do it.............. But not him............it had to be a student...........but it was a lot to ask of someone...........almost impossible to ask of someone............especially someone so young...

But he had to try.

He entered his office forcefully forgetting that Lyra was already there. He wondered to himself how could explain, how he could make her understand..........

"Professor Dumbledore, "Lyra began. But Dumbledore raised a hand to silence her, he would start from the beging it was more than he owed.

"I have called you into my office Lyra, to ask you a favour." Anna's blue eyes revealed what she felt even though her face remained a mask of unfeeling. Her eyes widened slightly in shock. And whose wouldn't? Albus Dumbledore was the greatest wizard of the time, if not, the greatest wizard ever, he did not simply ask for help, especially not from a fifth year student, she may have gone through a lot with Harry, Hermione and Ron, but that made her no expert.

She tucked a strand of creamy-blond hair behind her ear and prepared herself for whatever Dumbledore had to throw at her.

"This may sound incredible to you, even unbelievable, but I need you to listen and let me talk, it will make what I have to ask of you easier if you fully understand. Many years ago, as I am sure you are aware Sirius black, Remus Lupin, James potter and Peter where students at this school."

Anna nodded, she know, knew of Peters betrayal, knew of Sirius's loyalty, of everything.

"Well, somebody or something maybe going back in time to change things back then, there is a very slim chance of this, less then a point nought of a chance, but there is still that chance. And I want you to go back and make sure that nobody does," he paused looking at her intently.

She looked at Dumbledore's desk in front of her, avoiding his eyes.

"I'm sorry to ask this of you, but it needed to be a student, James and Sirius got away with so much behind the teachers backs that it would be pointless to ask a teacher to go watch them, they wouldn't stand a chance." he looked away smiling to himself.

Lyra turned her direction of vision to the window, watching the sun setting behind the lake, watching the shadows growing longer. It dawned on her what she would have to do.

"How would I get back?" she asked hesitantly.

"Time-turner." replied Dumbledore his piecing blue eyes still searching his face.

"But............" Lyra said as a defiant thought appeared in her mind." what if somebody went back and change things- for the better? What if they got rid of wormtail and...."?

Dumbledore sighed. "Wormtail was put on this earth for a purpose, be it good or evil, as we all are, to stop him fulfilling his purpose maybe disastrous especially as we do nit know what it is."

"But, if I went back, wouldn't I be changing time?" Lyra asked Dumbledore.

"You will only be staying there for a short time, as my contacts have told when it is most likely to happen, but no, if you do not tell them their futures or that you are from the future then I am sure that you will be fine." he paused. "And I will be there also of course."

"You will be there?" interrupted Lyra, "then why do you need me?"

"I was even then headmaster of hogwarts," Dumbledore explained, his eyes losing focus as though he saw things that no one else could see.

"But how will you know what happening? This hasn't even happened yet!" Lyra said.

"I will explain to myself in a letter."

"A letter?" repeated Lyra astounded,

"Yes" said Dumbledore dreamily, it's amazing what you can explain in a letter."

Lyra's small polite cough brought him back to his office.

"Very well, I will ask you to sleep on it and ask you to decide tomorrow." he smiled at Lyra sadly, "I'm sorry to ask such a thing of you, but I needed a student to blend in and you where the most likely person for this job."

Lyra nodded, but this time she understood more, how much this would affect her, effect everything.

She rose and left Dumbledore's office.

The information that was running through her mind made her head swim. She would have to travel back through time and protect the maunders, all of them, even wormtail. Someone may be trying to hurt them- but then again maybe not, who knew. She rubbed her head, she wished she did.

But why her? Why not Harry? It was his dad. Or Ron or Hermione? Anyone just not her. Her head was still spinning with these thought as she entered the gyffindor common room, and went up her dormitory.

She caught herself in the mirror as she entered the room, her long blond hair, stopping half way down her back, framing her pale-skinned face. And her eyes, light blue, flecked with dark blue searched, searched beyond her reflection, looking for the answers, the answers to so many questions.

She changed and climbed into her four-poster bed, warm soft and comfortable, but it may have been made of lead for all she slept. She tossed and turned her head still full of questions with no answers.

What if she saw wormtail and she couldn't control herself? What if she changed things without meaning to? What if she messed up and the person hurt them anyway?

That morning she watched the sunrise. She had made up her mind; she would go and tell Dumbledore.

The castle was destred; she wondered what it would have looked like all those years ago.

She reached the stone gargoyle and it leapt aside giving her immediate access. Well, she thought, there was only one way to find out.

And still wondering if she had done the right thing hours later, and clutching a letter in her hand she turned the time-turner over and over.