Hello! It's great to be writing again (although now it's going to take me awhile and I wonder if I'll ever get through a story) but I'm trying!
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or anything mentioned by JKR herself. That said, I thought of the plot, or rather, my mind did.
"Is it done?" An impatient Ron Weasley glanced over Hermione Granger's shoulder at the bubbling cauldron, turning a slight shade of green when the fumes reached his nose.
"Nearly. Now stop looking over my head...I can't concentrate." Hermione brushed Ron away and with a casual flick of her wand, the cauldron began to stir itself counterclockwise. She reached over to toss some diced aconite, backing away as a spurt of steam erupted right as the ingredients hit the concoction.
"Now stir it 4 times clockwise, Hermione." Harry Potter read from the notes they had taken at the Great library in Hogsmeade. "Now put in the asphodel...is all of it powdery? All of it? Make sure Ron."
"It's fine," Ron grumbled, "perfectly crushed just like it ought to be. Here." He brought the tray to Hermione, who tipped it and watched with fascination as the potion changed from bright yellow to a much more mellow blue. Ron turned away to slice a mintlike plant.
"A pinch of that fluxweed you're finishing up on, Ron, and the potion will be almost complete. We just need to let it sit for 3 and 1/4 hours." Hermione smiled up at Harry, brushing her bushy, brown hair out of her eyes. The same mischievous glint was in Harry's eyes as when they had brewed the polyjuice potion in their 2nd year, only this was much more important to the future.
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The trio discussed their plans while the mixture simmered and bubbled. They anxiously waited as the hours past, until Hermione finally broke the silence.
"Let's go over it. The idea is the find the remaining horcruxes as fast as possible, correct?" Hermione looked at Harry as he feebly nodded. "The time period we are going to is when Slughorn is a teacher at Hogwarts, the first time...and...th-" Hermione broke off as tears filled her eyes, remembering their old school and the years before. But she was determined to make it through with the plan. "Once we get to 1943, we immediately find Slughorn. We make him tell us all he knows about the horcruxes, obliviate him, and take the counter potion to come back. Sound about right?"
" It sounds stupid."
"Ronald!" shouted Hermione shrilly. "It is not stupid! It is somewhat against my morals, obliviating a professor, but it is one of the only choices we have left! And now anyway, it is too late!"
"The time is up. The potion is ready. Are we ready?" Harry had a determined look on his face. His mind was racing of all the things that could possibly go wrong with a time potion. Did they have everything?
Harry searched the room as all three downed their goblets at the same time. He felt a sense of foreboding, and as they began to disappear, Hermione cried, "We've forgotten an ingredient! Harry! Ron! There's no time to stop it! The potion will send us all to diff--!" A small pop and the room was empty.