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The door creaked open to reveal Professor Lupin, looking ill and ill dressed with dark circles under his eyes and bluish lips.

Good, good. You're here sit down Remus. Dumbledore's eye's twinkled; he seemed quite pleased with how the scene was playing out.

Hermione just continued to stare. What is going on? Why does Dumbledore look so. . happy? Then she looked at what she was wearing and blushed. Oh well, I look no worse than he does at least.

Now I'm sure you would both like some explanations. We have to begin ten years ago with a witch named, as you both know Vera Nicolaievna. She has been isolated and imprisoned in the far north, in Greenland or Siberia; it is not clear by whom. She is imprisoned because it is thought that she posses one of the most powerful magical objects in the world. That was true once but is not true now.

Hermione gulped and looked down at her wrist.

Vera was warned that she was going to be captured. Someone had betrayed her; she knew it was not safe to run. She took a drastic step, she used a spell both painful to her and disastrous if used incorrectly.

whispered Hermione,

The spell sent the object into the future, to the only other person in the world who could safely posses it without causing great harm, when she was ready to handle it. Do you realize now what is around your wrist Ms Granger.

Hermione did realize. She fainted.

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Remus, you and I will take Ms Granger to the hospital wing in a few moments. You left Ivan well I trust?

Ivan is dead.

The twinkle disappeared from Dumbledore's eyes. Terrible. I am so sorry; what happened?

I was not there; he is dead, that is all I can tell you. Lupin held up his wrist. Silver now twined around it, beautiful silver, covered in runes.

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