Hermione released her hand from the time turner around her neck, letting it drop back inside of her robes. She looked about herself, noting differences in the landscape. Hogwarts was still the same, but there were fewer houses.
If her calculations were correct, she was currently in the year 1814.
Right where she wanted to be. Again.
Hermione turned around, only to see a handsome young man coming towards her with open arms. He embraced her warmly.
"Hermione, love," he said, kissing her forehead.
"Phineas, it's been a long time."
She drew a fan out of her bag.
"Shall we?"
