Hello again. I'm glad you liked the first chapter-so here's the second one.
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters this chapter-yet.
Evil laugh
They came out of the Pensieve into a small, crowded, dark space.
'Where are we?' asked Hermione.
' I- I don't know' muttered Harry.
' What do you mean, " you don't know"?' demanded Ron.
They were interrupted from their conversation by a door suddenly being flung open and a harsh light invading their hiding place.
' What the- Professor DUMBLEDORE?' Harry exclaimed.
Sure enough, Professor Dumbledore stood gazing down at the three teenagers huddled in his closet.
' Who are you? Are you spies sent from the Lord Voldemort?' Dumbledore asked.
' Wha- but- but Professor Dumbledore...' Harry said.
' If your not spies for Voldemort, what are you doing in my closet?' Dumbledore asked.
' But, Professor, is this some sort of joke? You know who we are!' Hermione said indignantly.
' Who are you?' Dumbledore asked, arching his eyebrows.
' Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasly.'Harry said, exasperated.
' If you are not spies for the Dark Lord, then what are you doing in Professor Dumbledores closet?' this came from a new voice, and the trio recognized it too.
' Professor McGonagall!' the three said in unison.
Sure enough, into their view came the stern face they recognized as Professor McGonagall.
' Professor McGonagall!' Hermione exclaimed. ' Now that your hear, you can fix every thing!'
' My dear, I do not know what you are talking about.' Professor McGonagall said sternly.
Harry, who had a very bad feeling in the pit of his stomach about all of this since the beginning of the conversation, suddenly interrupted the conversation and asked ' What is the year?'
' 1939' Professor Dumbledore answered.
Hermione hit her forehead with the palm of her hand. ' Of course! They don't know who we are because we haven't been born yet.'
' What do you mean? Then how can we be here?' Ron asked confusedly.
' We did go back in time. But, I think we went back way too far!' Hermione said excitedly.
'Why don't you come out of the closet and explain this to us?' McGonagall asked.
Harry, Ron and Hermione hurriedly scrambled out of the closet and sat down on the plump purple beanbag chairs Dumbledore had conjured out of nowhere. Dumbledore closed the closet door behind them. No one heard the noise of two feet hitting the floor in the closet a split second after Dumbledore closed the door.
Draco came out of the Penseive into a small dark space that he realized was a closet. He heard voices outside the door. He put his ear to the door and heard Hermione Granger telling what sounded like Dumbledore that they were from the future, and that Harry had defeated the Dark Lord in their time.
' Stupid, filthy mudblood.' Draco snorted.
When Hermione told Dumbledore Harry's last name, he said that they had a student named James Potter in the school. 'My father', Draco heard Harry breath, as though if he said the word" father", his father would suddenly disappear from his grasp.
Even as they were having this conversation with Dumbledore, a rather evil plan was forming in Draco's mind.
'I wonder what would happen if James and Lily had never loved each other? Would that mean that Harry Potter,' He spat out the name as if it burned his lips to say it,' Would never be born, resulting in the Dark Lord rising to power without any obstacles?'
'I think that would be very profitable in the long run.' He drawled, smirking.
I hope you liked it. I'm sorry it took so long to update, but I had stupid exams to write.
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