Lindsey came early to herTime Studiesclass on friday and was surprised to see that Kevin had actually already brought their project in. It was sitting in the front of the room along with the other projects. Professor Rankin cleared his throat as the last students entered the classroom and waited a moment before speaking.
"Right then, here's what you must do. Come to my office as soon as you go back; I shall be waiting for you. Understood?" He didn't wait for the nods of thestudents' assent. "Now, who is to test their project first? Only one person has to go per group." Kevin nudged Lindsey as he raised his hand and she groaned. Of course I'm the guinea pig, she thought sourly.
"O' Leary," the Professor nodded to Kevin. "Are you volunteering?" He sounded slightly surprised.
"Oh, no," kevin said, "Anderson, I mean, Lindsey, really wanted to try it out," He sounded sincere but Lindsey knew otherwise. "She's just too shy to ask, you know her." Lindsey wanted to kill him, but she was indeed shy, and when Professor Rankin nodded toward her she simply shot Kevin a venomous death glare before walking up to their project.
She looked to Professor Rankin to see his nod of confirmation before taking a deep breath and walking into the time warp. She took a step, and halfway through the doorway froze. It felt as if air was whipping around her in every direction, so fast that she could not move or breathe. Just when she thought she was going to pass out, she fell through the doorway, gasping for air.
She jumped up and glanced around as she continued to catch her breath, completely bewildered. Students about her age were staring at her for a whole few seconds. Nobody moved until after Lindsey had blinked several times and gasped. She didn't know these kids. She'd never even seen any of them before. She spun around to face the teacher and breathed a sigh of slight relief. It was Professor Binns, the History of Magic teacher. But what was he doing in Professor Rankin's classroom? This all happened in those few precious seconds.
Suddenly loud whispering and conversation broke out. Lindsey vaguely heard a boy ask his friend, "who the hell is she?"
"Professor?" Lindsey said carefully.
The ghost seemed to be finally shaken out of his stupor. "Can I help you?"
Wait a minute... Lindsey caught the date that was on the chalkboard. Surely that can't be right... It must be the time period that they're studying... She was beginning to doubt herself.
"P-Professor... Wha- what year is it?" She had to speak rather loudly now, as the entire class seemed to have woken up and were all partaking in loud conversations.
Professor Binns looked rather confused, but still answered, "Why, it's nineteen ninety six, of course."
Nineteen-ninety...What?
heh.. I feel so guilty I haven't updated any of my stories in ages... (by the way, I'm actually working on a chapter for 'The Identity' now. I said I wouldn't forsake it!) So I've written this, but... I don't really have any plot ideas for this now.. I know I did at one point, but that was a very long time ago, so I'm open to any suggestions you guys may have.XD Also, it probably has to be AU after HBP...
