Time-turners Are So Last Year
I looked around Dumbledore's office still not believing it was true. He's gone. He's gone and he won't come back. I looked over at the giant basin, which was as I knew, his Pensieve. I strode over and began to see objects emerge in the Pensieve. Before I knew it I was spinning furiously in the Pensieve. I landed in what looked to be Hogwarts. In fact, it was the lake. "Is that mum?" I asked myself. Surely enough it was. Wading in the water was her and a few of what I assumed was her friends.
"Lily, James is looking at you," said a brown haired witch, who unmistakably resembled Hermione?
I saw Sirius shoving my father to obviously go and talk to her. "Come on, just go and ask her," he said while giving Dad a push.
He strode of toward her looking rather nervous, "Hi Lily," he began, "So how are you?"
"Fantastic," she replied. "May I help you, James?
