A/n: Thank you for your review, Fiametta. You are about to find out her house in just a few paragraphs. There is a reason I skipped the history of Lucretia's first five years at Hogwarts. It will make sense later.
On the first Saturday of the school year, Harry, Ron and Hermione were enjoying the still very summery weather. They had brought their books outside and were sitting under a giant beech tree by the black lake. Harry and Ron had learned very quickly that their final two years of education at Hogwarts would be filled with study sessions like this one, especially if Hermione had anything to say about it. After two hours of reviewing Transfiguration notes, Ron's eyes were glossed over. He had given up paying any attention to Hermione and was now pulling blades of grass up one by one.

Harry, having noticed Ron's lack of enthusiasm, spoke up. "Uh – Hermione? What do you say we quit this and go visit Hagrid for a bit?" He knew what was coming. Harry could hear Hermione's response even before she opened her mouth. "Will the two of you ever learn? We are approaching N.E.W.T. exams!" However, those words never came.

"Oh, I suppose." Hermione yawned as she glanced at her wristwatch.

Ron and Harry exchanged a quizzical look. "Feeling alright Hermione?" Ron asked.

"Yes. Why do you ask?" retorted Hermione.

Ron stifled a laugh as Harry smiled in his direction. "Never mind."

They walked the wooded path back to the hillside where Hagrid resided. Carefully avoiding any contact with the area of the Whomping Willow. Hagrid was outside tending to oversized zucchini and squash.

"Hey ther' you three!" Hagrid waved cheerfully.

The three friends started walking towards Hagrid's Hut when Hermione screamed "Oh my goodness!"

She ran a few yards ahead and fell to her knees beside the unconscious body of a girl she did not recognize. Harry and Ron quickly caught up and stood behind Hermione. "Harry! Go get Hagrid!" Hermione yelled.

Harry took off running. "What's wrong with her?" Ron asked.

Hermione surveyed the girl. "Looks like she got knocked out." Hermione gently shook the girl's shoulder. "Hello! Hey, Wake Up! Can you hear me?"

"Wha's goin on here? Blimey!" Hagrid looked at the girl.

"I've never seen her before" said Hermione.

"She is a Ravenclaw, her robes look kind of funny though, don't they?" Ron said.

"Hey, you there! Wake up!" Hermione tried again. This time the girl blinked her eyes, but closed them again soon after.

"I'll take her up to tha' castle. Harry, you best run ahead and get Professor Dumbledore. Hermione, Ron, you let Madame Pomfrey know I'm comin'."

Hagrid effortlessly lifted the girl and began his ascent towards the castle. Harry and Ron were able to scale the hill far faster than Hermione. Halfway up the hill she started breathing heavily and fell behind. Ron stopped and took her by the hand, leading her about twenty paces behind Harry.

Harry reached the entrance hall and nearly collapsed from the effort. He did not have to go far to find help, Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore were right in front of him having a discussion.

"Mr. Potter! Is everything alright?" McGonagall asked.

Harry took a breath. "We – We found a girl. A Ravenclaw, she's unconscious."

The professors exchanged worried looks then looked back to Harry. "Where is this girl, Harry?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"Hagrid's bringing her..." Harry said as Ron and Hermione burst through the castle doors, holding them open as Hagrid walked through carrying the girl's limp form.

McGonagall rushed to Hagrid's side. "Who is it, Hagrid?" she asked.

"Don' know, professor. Ner' seen the girl in my life."

The group ascended the stairs and rounded the corner towards the hospital wing. Madame Pomfrey was busy checking her stocks when the hurried group came through the hospital wing doors. Hagrid placed the girl on the nearest bed and Madame Pomfrey rushed over. She pointed her wand at the girl and shouted "Enervate!"

The girl blinked, her eyes adjusted and the room slowly came into focus. "Madame Pomfrey? Hagrid? What happened?" she said.

Madame Pomfrey looked terrified. She looked to Dumbledore then to Hagrid and Professor McGonagall for some indication as to who this girl was.

"What is your name, dear?" Pomfrey asked nervously.

"My name?" The girl looked terribly confused. "It's Lucretia. I – I'm your student assistant!"

Dumbledore seemed to have a better hold on the situation than anyone in the room. He stepped forward placing himself closest to the girl's bed. "Yes, yes that's right." he smiled. "We had to make sure everything was still working up there." Dumbledore patted her on the head. "Now, Lucretia, can you tell us what you were doing this afternoon – before you found yourself here?"

Madame Pomfrey, Hagrid, McGonagall and the trio all looked at Dumbledore for some kind of indication as to what exactly was going on. Lucretia spoke up rather strongly for someone who had been unconscious just seconds before.

"Headmaster – we just had our meeting. You sent me to Hagrid's with a letter."

"And you still have this letter on you, I assume." Dumbledore asked.

Lucretia shifted in the bed and reached into the pocket of her robes. She pulled out a fine parchment envelope with a glossy wax seal. Dumbledore took the letter from her before tearing it open and reading the contents. A glimmer of amazement passed over his face and he looked directly into Lucretia's eyes.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione? If the three of you could wait outside for a moment, I need to talk to Lucretia alone now. I do have something to discuss with you, however."

Lucretia looked at Dumbledore with wide eyes then to the three students at the foot of her bed. She had neglected to notice them before. "H – Harry Potter? Headmaster, what...?" Lucretia was downright terrified. Her eyes grew wide and she held her breath. She sat quick upright and reached under her blouse. She pulled on the golden chain, time turner still attached, but the hourglass was clearly cracked in half. She let go of the time turner and clasped her hands over her mouth. "What have I done?" she whispered.

Harry, Ron and Hermione took that as their cue to exit the wing. Dumbledore sat on the side of Lucretia's bed and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You have done nothing. If anything, I am the guilty party here."

He handed the letter to Lucretia. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes as she began to read.

"You realize what this means, don't you Miss Chansey?" Dumbledore asked as Lucretia looked down at her hands, still clutching the broken time-turner.

"I – I can't go back." She then turned to Dumbledore with a look of fury in her eyes. "Couldn't you have given me a choice? How am I supposed to help Harry Potter?"