Authors Notes: All things Harry Potter are J.K. Rowling's of course.
A/N: This happens in their 7th year, and Voldemort was not defeated yet. Oh, and its Hermione's POV (point of view).
I couldn't believe my eyes. My best friend and perhaps more, Ron Weasley had just died. He had died in the cruel hands of Bellatrix Lestrange. I ran over to her, pointed my wand and yelled the killing curse without hesitation. Her eyes widened in shock, and she fell dead cold to the ground. I felt no sympathy for her, she deserved it. I then started battling other Death Eaters, always seeing someone double over in death. It was a horrid sight, but I knew this was war, but I wished it wasn't. I was right beside the entrance door to Hogwarts, and Harry was a few yards away from me. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and saw he was battling Voldemort. He looked over in my direction for a split second, and bam. He was dead, killed by Voldemort. Tears sprung to my eyes, as I couldn't help to think that it was my fault. I was then thrown back into Hogwarts with a curse, and I writhed in pain. It didn't last long though, as I jumped up to my feet. I had no where to run to know, but I knew one person that could help, and that is where I was headed.
I walked down the halls of Hogwarts, tears pouring down my cheeks. My bushy hair was even messier than it appeared. I started to pick up the speed, knowing I wouldn't make it in time. Nothing could be done now, and I knew it. My only two best friends were dead, the dark lord won. I was lost. I was still going to see the only person that could help, Dumbledore. Even though he wasn't here anymore, he was still here in spirit or portrait anyways. I ran up to the spiral staircase, and ran up it seeing as it was already opened for some reason unknown to me. I got up there and saw a dead death eater in front of the desk, accompanied by McGonagall, our now former headmistress. I slumped down on the wall, losing all hope. I looked up at Dumbledore, pleading with my eyes. I could still see all my loved ones dying, right in front of my eyes. That evil cackle was the most threatening, and horrible. I could barely speak right now, but I tried my best, which turned out to be a cracking, scared voice.
"P- Professor Dumbledore. What do I do? I don't know what to do... Their all... Dead..." Tear just kept coming, and I had to wipe them constantly to see clearly. My vision was blurred, but I could see the sparkle in his eyes, as if there was still hope. I never doubted Dumbledore, and that made my tears subside, as if there was really a hope. I knew there wasn't, but I still held the tears in for his benefit. That's when he spoke,
"Hmm... There is... one last hope." He looked deep in concentration, as if he wasn't quite sure. I really didn't care, as long as it could save my best friends.
"What is it? I'll do anything to save them, professor!" I said this a little more confidently, as I stood up. I would do anything to get them back, anything. Even if it would mean sacrificing myself, it wasn't like there was anywhere in this world for me now.
"Hermione, what do you know of time traveling? I was thinking... If you're up to it that is..." I gasped. I knew what he was thinking that would involve time travel. There was no use in going into the future, so it must be in the past. But that was illegal! Yet, it was to save my friends, and it was for a good cause.
"I'll do anything professor." I wasn't so sure now; it would be against the law. What if I was caught? Who cared, as long as it would save the future, or the present now? I had no clue what I would have to do though, maybe warning Harry of the attack?
"Go into my desk, and tap your wand at the last drawer. You will find a necklace in there. You have to listen to every step Hermione, or else you know of the consequences. They could be fatal." I nodded my head, knowing that no one should mess with time travel. Yet, I had every faith in him, and apparently he had every faith in me as well. I walked over to his desk and did as instructed. I took out the necklace and examined it closely. It was a heart-shaped ruby, with a gold-like chain. It looked dazzling. I stared at it in awe and knew it must have cost a lot. Then I put my head back into the battle at hand, and looked up at Dumbledore for further instructions.
"Now, I already made the potion and put it inside there, and charged it up. All you have to do is point your wand at it, and chant the date you wish to go back to. You should probably go back to the year 1944, September 1st." I was a bit confused, but then I realized that was when Tom Riddle, Voldemort, was in his seventh year of Hogwarts, the same as her. I had killed some death eaters in the battle, one mainly being Bellatrix Lestrange (who killed Ron), but I never thought I had to kill someone on purpose, in front of a whole innocent school.
"Y-You want me to kill him? I guess…." I was going to say I guess I can do it, but then Dumbledore cut me off and said,
"No! Heavens no! Just, keep an eye on him. By all means, don't go easy on him. Just don't ask, but trust me. Take the envelope on my desk, and give it to my past self when you get there. When you wake up, just ask for professor Dumbledore. Unfortunately, this method of time travelling may leave you a little bruised up, as you are now. You have to leave soon though; the Death Eaters are coming in the castle, hurry!" I nodded and quickly pointed my wand at the necklace, putting it around my neck first. It was like it was made perfectly to fit me. I chanted 1944, September 1st.
Then all of a sudden, the room began to spin around me, which just gave me a bigger headache. I had blood all over my body, and I could just barely stand up, even standing up in the office took most of my force. I was then thrown against a hard floor, a little furry. I moved my hand and realized it was grass I had fallen into. I then slowly put my wand back in my robe pocket, and turned on my back. I finally let out a scream of pain, for even moving that much. I knew I was slipping into unconsciousness, so I just let it come peacefully. But then I felt strong hands grab me off the ground, but the next thing I saw was darkness.
A bright white light blinded my vision as I opened my eyes. I quickly closed them, wondering where I was. Then it all came back to me, I travelled in the past. But - did it actually work? My pain had subsided a lot from what it was before. I slowly opened my eyes and it took a minute for them to adjust. Then, I saw that I was in the hospital wing. Did that mean I had stayed in Hogwarts? Or was this the past Hogwarts? I had so many questions, but I remembered I need to find Dumbledore, portrait or alive. Just then a head nurse came in, and I knew I was in the past now. She was not the regular nurse, so it must have been the past one.
"Heavens! You're awake! We thought you would never recover! Here, drink this. I injected most of the medicine, so you should be fine by dinner. Tell me, what is your name dear?" The nurse talked fast, but I followed most of it. I slowly sat up, now feeling some pain, but hardly any. I quickly drank the contents of the cup, and then gagged at the taste. I shook my head, handing the empty cup back.
"Well you didn't expect it to taste like pumpkin juice now did you? What on Earth happened to you?! Tell me dear, what's your name?" She asked again.
I shook my head. "I need to see Professor Dumbledore."
"Professor Dumbledore? But Why –" She seemed like she wasn't going to let me see him, so I cut her off.
"I need to see Professor Dumbledore. Now!" I saw the nurse shake her head, and then stalk off through the hospital doors. What happened next surprised me, the nurse came back with another man who looked like Dumbledore, but younger. His beard wasn't as long, and his hair wasn't as gray, but he still held that sparkle. I was so amazed that I jumped out of my bed, and was about to run up and hug him when I remembered that he had no clue who I was.
I looked from him to the nurse, not sure what to do at the moment. So, I did the only think instructed to. I walked up to him, pulled the envelope out of my pocket, and handed it to him. I saw the nurse try to peer at it, but Dumbledore politely shook her off. His eyes widened, but then they died down, and he had an amused smile. I now wondered what was written in that envelope, but then he looked at me. He turned to face the nurse, which I failed to hear her name. But, what shocked me next were the words that came out of his mouth.
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