A New Dumbledore

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4:23PM

Hermione rubbed her brown eyes with her fists. Carefully, she opened her eyes. Her nerves sent a small jolt of pain up to her brain, and Hermione could not help but to give a small gasp. Hermione shook her head. Where was she anyways?

And that was when Hermione finally took in the surroundings around her. She was in a corridor, quite empty to her surprise. She recognized it, but only faintly.

And than, the rest of Hermione's brain caught up with her and she could not hold back a petite gasp. She was in one of Hogwarts corridors! But it looked so…different! The walls seemed a few decades newer, the floor was not covered with scuff marks that Filch refused to remove, because the students of Hogwarts were obnoxious pigs.

At least so Filch thought.

It was while Hermione was coming to her feet that she felt the time turner against her chest. And it hit her. She had come back in time to Hogwarts!

Wow.

But what time? Hogwarts had been together for so long, Hermione could not remember the exact date from Hogwarts, A History, that she could have gone back in time four thousand years!

Hermione gazed around. The clocks and portraits seemed relatively new, but not any newer than a couple years and she recognized them slightly from the future Hogwarts. Than, another fact from Hogwarts, A History popped into Hermione's mind.

Hogwarts redecorates the interior about once every one hundred years.

OK, reasoned Hermione, than she could not have come back in time more than one hundred years.

Dumbledore.

Why the thought popped into Hermione's head so late, she did not know. But she did know that Dumbledore would have the answers. Dumbledore would understand her situation, and tell her the year.

But at the moment, he was probably still the Transfiguration teacher.

Hermione began to dash down corridors that she knew well. The Transfiguration Room – she had to find it! Wasn't it on the second floor?

Of course it was, how could she have forgotten where the Transfiguration room was?

Hermione dashed down a series of moving staircases until she reached a floor that slightly resembled the future second floor entrance. Without wasting a thought on whether she was correct or incorrect, Hermione ran through the doorway and down the hall, where the Transfiguration Room should be.

Hopefully.

After about thirty seven seconds, Hermione halted in front of a doorway. She clutched her stomach, and breathed in deeply the Hogwarts air around her. Than, with more than a little hesitation, Hermione opened the door.

Hermione glanced around the room. The desks were lined up in the same orderly fashion McGonagall used, but they were facing the opposing direction. Soft lights sat in all four corners of the room, but Hermione could tell there were lighted-pixies inside them. Hermione kept herself from nodding.

Yes, they had to be at least back twenty years to still be using lighted-pixies for light! But than again, the lamps for fashioned quite well, she could only have gone back in time seventy years or so.

And than she saw Dumbledore.

The wizard still possessed his long hair and beard, yet since his hair had not yet turned entirely white it was a sort of salt-and-pepper colour. His blue eyes twinkled mischievously, a little different than now-a-days. These days, his eyes rarely twinkled as they showed his inner worries, still hidden away. A smile crossed over his face when he saw her, and although he was not standing, Hermione estimated he was about the same height.

"Why hello there, young lady." Responded Dumbledore cheerily "I do not remember having you in my class!"

Yes, the same voice to.

"Well, no because, well it was a little odd, well-" stammered Hermione. She rarely ever stammered!

"Go on, go on!" whispered Dumbledore kindly.

"Well, it is a little confusing and you will probably not believe me."

"How do you know before you have even stated so?" questioned Dumbledore in a comforting voice.

"Well, I guess…"

Hermione suddenly realized how farfetched her story was. Would this older Dumbledore believe her? Well, this was her only way.

"Well…"

"Yes?"

"Do you believe in traveling back in time?"

"Of course! The most basic method is using a time turner." Hermione almost gasped at the coincidence.

"Well, first you must understand that I am from the future, about… what year is it?"

"1944."

"Wow. I guess I came back seventy one years. Where I am it is 2005."

"Okay, I believe you so far, but how did you get here?"

Darn, this was going to be tough.

"Well, in the future, you gave me a time turner. You believed that since I was Head Girl and had used it before, I would be OK, even though this new time turner had never been tested…oh, and you are the Headmaster!" Hermione had almost forgotten that this Dumbledore was still a Transfiguration teacher.

"I see, I see." Muttered Dumbledore.

"Am I really Headmaster in the future?" Dumbledore questioned.

"Only the best!"

"Why thank you! Now, may you resume?"

"Umm-okay."

Hermione continued the story that made her spine tingle.

"I was taking a walk outside, and not really paying attention. Well, I was but my thoughts were elsewhere-"

"Yes, I understand."

Hermione blushed but continued her story.

"So I accidentally tripped over a tree root…" Hermione could not stop to hold in a small chuckle. It seemed so unbelievable.

"And when the time turner hit the ground, it became really hot, and I blacked out. When I awoke, I was in one of these corridors, and in a different time zone.

Dumbledore nodded his head. Hermione could tell by his expression that he believed her – at least he wanted to.

After what seemed like an eternity Dumbledore finally let out a small chuckle. "Of course I believe you."

"Thanks." Replied Hermione, her heart slowing down to a regular pace. Dumbledore believed her! She was going to be OK!

"But I do not know about that time turner of yours." Replied Dumbledore. I will have to check it out, but t may take all year to get it fixed – but you are welcome to stay here."

Hermione nodded, trying to seem cheerful. It was not that she wanted to go back to 2005, but she did want to be Head Girl.

And that was probably impossible now.

It was as if Dumbledore had read her mind "I could probably try to make you Head Girl, as a special treatment. I am sure the Zéra – the former Headmaster would object!"

Hermione felt all smiles – there was a chance she could continue being Head Girl!

"But on one condition." Replied Dumbledore, trying to hide a smile "You must tell me about the future." And Hermione could not help but smile a large smile.

5:23 PM

"So you see," continued Hermione "It is almost as if the Good are just as bad as the Evil. We both murder each others families; we both search for power and the good nor the bad will give up!"

Hermione drew in a deep breath. She had just told Dumbledore about The Dark War, her thoughts, and how messed up the future was.

Dumbledore nodded his head gravely, as if he could just picture the horror of how the world was to come. If they were ALL on the same side, then things would be fine. There would be little difference between the good and the bad, there would be only bad or good.

"Horrible, horrible indeed." Muttered Dumbledore. "It is almost as if the only way to fix matters would be for one of the sides to go to the other…" he trailed off.

"Anyways!" Dumbledore said, sounding more cheerful, let us get you a room in the Head Boy and Girl Common Room!" and Hermione had to run to keep up with Dumbledore. But she could not help but remember his last few words.

It is almost as if the only way to fix matters would be for one of the sides to go to the other.

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