A/N: Well, after my mental battles with myself about continuing this fic, it was Jenni's assurances that I could do this...so, here ya go. And if ya have any ideas feel free to IM me or email me. Both are on my Bio page. Enjoy!~alive

Time Travel

Ron struggled for a few moments until someone said, "Be. Still. Weasley!" He stopped moving and felt himself being dragged off the boulder dropped to the ground behind it.

"Umpf!" Ron exclaimed as he hit the ground hard.

"Quiet!" whispered the oddly familiar voice.

Ron listened as footsteps rushed by on the other side of the boulder and the person who had him stood.

"Sir?"

"Gone. Head back to Headquarters, I'll be back shortly. NOW!" Ron winced as he'd had his ear yelled into. A few moments later the hood was yanked off his head and he blinked rapidly in the bright sunlight.

"Malfoy?! Is.." Ron trailed off, incase it really wasn't Draco, but merely his eyes still adjusting to the sudden light.

"Ron? You.. you disappeared in our fifth year! What are you doing here? And, you've.. not.. aged. At all." Draco asked paling more than usual.

"Missing?! You're mad! What are you playing at? I've only been gone 3 hours at the most!" Ron exclaimed loudly.

"Shut up! I'm trying to keep you from getting murdered." He paused, sneering. "Well, at least until I figure out how you've kept yourself looking so youthful."

Ron narrowed his eyes and said, "You're full of it Malfoy."

"Oh? Am I? How about I tell you what happened our fifth year?" Draco asked, sitting down on the grass behind the cover of the boulder.

Ron rolled his eyes deciding to let Draco ramble on, it would at least take his mind off the lost Time Turner for a few minutes, he reasoned. "Well?" He asked as if he had other things to do, which he did of course.

"You caused quite a stir when you disappeared off to wherever it is you've been. Everyone in your dormitory assumed you were down in the Great Hall, but when by lunch you were still gone the 'lights came on' so to speak." Draco paused and turned listening for the slightest noise.

"So, everyone was questioned, you parents and older brothers came to Hogwarts and even the Ministry got involved." He sneered, and said, "All over a Weasley. Pointless."

"Ahem." Ron cleared his throat to get Draco back on track.

"Oh, shut it. Then just as everyone was about turn into nutters, lo and behold, Potter noticed your shoes and cloak were missing along with you."

"So, it was assumed you'd run off, but that Mudblood Granger always looked to me as if she were hiding something. Though she'd never give me a clue. Not like I really cared of course." Draco said, making sure to get his point across.

"Draco, you are so full of it! I tell you, I've only been gone 3 hours!" Ron, nearly yelled.

Draco stood and brushed off his dark, rich purple robes. "Well, that's fine. Keep deluding yourself that you've only been gone 3 hours. But remember this, watch where you go, and when you go. Things are very different now. I kept you from dying once but I'll not do it again." Draco said, running a pale hand through his blond hair.

Ron stood there in his too short pajama's, his black cloak, and had the distinct feeling that no matter how much he denied it, Draco was right. "I've got to get back!" He murmured to himself. "Back before something.. happens and I can't get back!"

"Get back? What are you talking about Weasley? Time travel?" Draco laughed to himself all knowledge of the Time-Turner fleeing his mind. He continued chuckling as he rounded the boulder and disapperated leaving Ron alone again.