Location: The Burrow, Date: June 24th 1994

The walk back to the house that day was honestly one of the most awkward moments of Mia's life. As they walked, Mia chanced glances to the side to see the older wizard walking completely at ease and even seeming to enjoy the walk back through the orchard and yard. Mia could almost sense the older man's inner laughter at her whenever he met her frazzled gaze. His old eyes already seemed to know everything about her in that wizened old wizard way. Deciding it better to keep her gaze forward, Mia tried her best to look calm as well, as they walked back into the Burrow.

Much to her disappointment, Mrs. Weasley was no where in sight leaving her alone to have her conversation with Dumbledore. Cautiously moving to sit back down at the table in the kitchen, Mia slightly began to glare at the worn wood of the old table as her inner voice grumbled, "Why is it that almost every time I sit at this table, it's like I'm on one of those crime show interrogations…" Letting her gaze pull away from the table to meet the blue eyes in front of her, Mia immediately straightened her posture, feeling extremely self conscious as she waited for the questions to come.

"Your situation is quite unique if I may say , Arthur was quite shocked when he sent me his message." Nodding in reply, Mia added her voice slightly joking in an attempt to veil her nervousness, "I suppose you could say that, I mean it is quite strange even for someone who uses magic all the time." Letting out a small chuckle at her words Dumbledore continued, " I believe I would have to agree with you on that . Now unfortunately, I'm sure you've grown tired or retelling your story over the past day, but I would like to hear the story from you personally before I begin to say anything else."

Sighing quietly, Mia internally began to debate if she should tell him the whole truth or retell her edited tale that she had told to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. But just as she was about to make her decision, something about him seemed to change her mind. He was silently reassuring, like she could tell him anything and he would be able to take it to his grave. Making her decision, Mia quietly began to retell her tale leaving no details out, although she did allow her voice to drop into a whisper as she reached the more sensitive details of her story. Her hazel eyes drifting to her hands as she continued her story, Mia finally looked up to his face again as she finished with a sigh, as she felt the weight of her secret lift a bit from her shoulders. Watching his expression, Mia saw the information begin to sink in as she somewhat shifted in her chair.

Seeing something unreadable passing over his features before a small smile appeared on his face, he nodded at her, seemingly coming to a conclusion before speaking, "Thank you for telling me Amelia, I suppose that you must have not shared the more fine details of your story with Molly and Arthur?" "I thought it would be best if they didn't know that, being that I have no idea what it would do to the future." Seeming satisfied with her answer he continued his voice quieting a bit, "Now I must ask, Mia have you ever heard of the Unspeakable's?" Blinking a bit owlishly at his comment, Mia continued her voice unsure, "Yes sir, they work in the Department of Mysteries but no one really knows what they do, that's why they're called Unspeakables." Seeing him nod in confirmation at her words, Mia watched him curiously as Dumbledore continued, "You are correct , many people do not know a thing about that particular department. Many project's within the department are kept highly secretive and many of the project's are never released to the public even after they have been successfully finished. I believe that what you have just described to me, might be one of the projects that I, among a few choice others were allowed to know about."

Hearing his words, Mia's back seemed to stiffen in her chair as she continued to listen to his explanation. "The project is currently just the idea that under the right conditions and if the right person was sent through a created time portal, that said person would be able to be sent back farther than any time turner could, and fix an error within history that should have never happened. There would be risks of course, due to the fact that time itself is a fragile thing, but if it were able to be done correctly with the right circumstances, it is believed that the positive results would be numerous, not including the amount of possible lives that could be saved. The project is currently set to start testing in about twenty five years, or possibly sooner debating on how many complications they encounter. But listening to your story, I think I can safely say that they were successful in their efforts. However, I do not believe that the Ministry would have chosen to send you back this way." Shock written across her features, she seemed to mull over the information before asking quietly, "Sir, is there any way that you could send me back home?" Giving her a look of pity he replied his voice remorseful, "I am truly sorry Amelia, but as of right now I know of nothing that would be able to return you back home safely. The project in itself is merely a concept, nothing more."

Her expression falling more at his words, her main thought became, "What am I going to do? I may not ever get home again besides taking the long way of living through the years, but I can't exactly show back up in my mid forties, that is if I manage to stay alive through the war." Hearing him clear his throat to regain her attention, Mia let her eyes jump up to meet his as he added, "I may not be able to help you get home at the moment, but I do think I can assist you in your time spent here, while I search for a way to send you home again. I understand that you were being taught in the performing arts, and with your approval I would like to have you teach Hogwarts students these skills that you have learned. I do think that the student's would enjoy a new elective especially with the new curriculum this year."

Almost feeling her mouth drop open in shock, Mia began to stumble over her words before she formed a sentence, " But Professor, I mean I'm only twenty and I, I've never taught a dance class in a magical school, I've only taught the younger kids at the academy, and that wasn't even really an official class." Watching her with amusement, Dumbledore replied easily, "I don't see any problem with your age , these days I find that younger people are filled with more intuition and knowledge than ever before. As for the teaching, I believe that you won't have a problem, you can begin setting up your classroom and your lessons in July, so I believe that you'll have plenty of time to prepare. I'll just need to you finish the paperwork when you arrive to begin setting up for the school year. And as for your current situation, I will give you funds until you can acquire your own, and I will speak to the Weasley's about letting you stay with them until you depart for the school."

A wave of relief hitting her, Mia smiled widely at Dumbledore before standing up and shaking his hand much to his amusement. "Thank you so much, I promise I won't let you down sir." Standing as well as he handed her a medium sized bag full of coins, he added his voice filled with amusement, "I look forward to seeing you again , if there is anything else you need please feel free to contact me." Heading towards the door he called back before walking out, "Oh and , I do believe that you may find yourself to be the center of interest for sometime, but do not be afraid to make friends I find that company can make life much more appealing." Nodding one last time towards Mia, she watched in shock as the man disappeared from view a small pop signaling his leave. Plopping down in her seat after she quickly sent the bag of money up to her room, Mia ran a hand over her face before sighing, "Well Mia, at least you won't be begging on the streets of London…"

Slumping in her chair, she let out a yelp of surprise as two different voices chimed from behind her, "That'd be quite the shame wouldn't it Fred?" "It certainly would George, I doubt she'd last a day." Clutching at her chest as she whipped her head around to glare at the twins behind her she somewhat hissed at them, "Give a girl a warning, you almost gave me a heart attack!" Seeming to ignore her look, she watched as they slid into the seats on either side of her as Fred added, "Sorry Mia, but honestly you should have seen that coming. Anyway that's not what we came in here for", George adding as he looked at Mia, "We came in here to ask if you wanted to come play Quidditch with us, as Ron seems to have decided to be a prat and refuse to play." Looking at their faces with a bit of suspicion Mia replied cautiously, "Why didn't you ask Ginny, she'd probably be better than I am." "Well mum doesn't exactly like Ginny playing, so we figured we'd just ask you. That way mom wouldn't be able to yell at us." Fred added. Giving them a look of disbelief she replied slowly, "Sure... but I don't have a broom." Seeming to wave off her words, George replied easily, "You can use the one Ron was using, since he's going to be sitting out."

Giving in, Mia stood and began to head outside, the boys trailing behind her. As they walked back to the makeshift pitch, Mia began to wonder just how much they had heard from her conversation with Dumbledore. Shaking her head slightly at her own paranoia, Mia decided to be a bit more cautious around the twins until she could see how much they knew about her. Walking back into the clearing, Mia quickly caught sight of Ginny speaking to a grumpy looking Ron. As she walked closer to grab Ron's broom she barely overheard Ginny comment her voice hissing a warning, "... if you don't stop acting like a prat around Mia, I'll tell Mum and she'll have you pulling gnomes out of the garden for weeks." Not wanting to hear anything else from Ginny's threat, Mia quickly moved away from the younger Weasley siblings, before grabbing the nearby broom and heading back to the twins. The slightly ragged broom casually resting against her shoulder as she she came to a stop, she asked casually with a raised eyebrow, "So how are we playing?" Watching as the boys turned to each other to communicate silently, she huffed in frustration before Fred turned to her.

"Two against one, with one person switching out to let the other have a chance to have a partner." Looking at the boys in amusement she let a small smirk appear on her lips before vanishing as she casually mounted her broom, "Alright, but I don't think that'll be necessary. I'll just play single first if that's alright." Watching the twins look at her in confusion before shrugging and mounting their brooms as well, she shouted down at them, "Give me a second to warm up, I haven't played in awhile!" Not waiting for their reply, Mia easily urged her broom higher into the air, before she began to practice her controls with an almost laid back quality. Deciding not to show off her full skills yet, Mia smirked to herself as she heard Fred call to George to go easy on her. She may have not played in some time, but that didn't mean she wasn't a good player.

Over the summer holidays she spent at the Weasley's, Mia had spent her fair share of hours flying above this vary orchard with some of the best Quidditch players her generation had. Mia was almost sure that if she hadn't chosen to be a dancer, she would have tried out for a professional Quidditch team. After all, no one knew flying better than Mia. Being able to change into an owl, was in her opinion, better practice than anything, or anyone else could offer her. Her skills in the air had led to many fights by Teddy's younger cousins, as to who would get to have Mia on their team much to Teddy and the adults amusement. Gently rolling her shoulders as she came to a hovering stop, she watched as the twins took their spots across from her, Ginny and Ron watching with interest from the ground as George called out, "The trees directly behind us will be our goal, and the trees behind you will be your goal, we'll only use a quaffle to score so whoever gets to 40 points first wins."

Nodding in reply before slightly preparing herself, Mia watched as Ginny walked out to stand below them, holding a worn quaffle. Waiting for Ginny to throw the ball, she saw Fred whisper something to George, before identical grins appeared on their faces as they turned their attention to their sister. Seeing the ball hurtled into the space before her, Mia shot forward to grab the ball much to the surprise of the Weasley siblings before diving under the twins and shooting the quaffle through their goal trees. Quickly turning around to face the shocked faces of the redheads before her, she easily teased as she flew past them to her side once more, "Might want to watch out there boys, assumptions will get you nowhere!" Her grin seemingly stuck on her face, Mia heard Ginny laugh loudly from the ground as she prepared to throw the quaffle for them again.

Looking back at the identical flushed faces of the twins, Mia laughed quietly at their expressions before focusing on Ginny again as she threw the ball again. Shooting forward at the same time as the twins, her fingers brushed the surface of the ball before it was knocked away from her into the hands of George. Quickly changing course she began to tail George, as she avoided Fred who was attempting to block her from his brother. Moving to fly above George, she switched into a dive before grabbing the quaffle out of his hands and swooping back towards their goal. Hearing their shouts behind her as Ginny and Ron began to whoop from the side lines, Mia began to speed up as the saw a flash of red appear in the corner of her vision. Looking back in front of her, Mia quickly swerved to the side as she noticed Fred who had moved to block their goal. Seeing George hot on her tail, she quietly cursed to herself before flying towards the goal again in full speed. Feigning left, she quickly switched to the right at the last minute resulting in another goal much to the twin's dismay.

Letting out a cry of excitement, Mia quickly circled around to her own side as she waited for another round. Seeing the boys conversing heatedly, she watched as George headed over to guard their goal, while Fred met her in the middle. Her tone still teasing she quipped, "Hope I'm not too much of a challenge for you two." Giving her a slightly unamused look before allowing a small smile to appear on his face he replied easily, "Nah I don't think that's possible, it's just we haven't seen your playing style yet. I think we'll have no problem in catching up." Giving him a look as if to say "yeah, sure" she waited with anticipation as Ginny moved to throw the quaffle again.

Leaning forward onto her broom, Mia darted forward once more as she saw the ball enter the air. However, what she wasn't expecting, was Fred to shoot forward just as quickly and grab the quaffle before heading towards her goal. Leaving her almost at a standstill behind him, Mia gawked at him for a moment, as his brother whooped from behind her. Flying off after him, Mia slowly began to creep up behind him, but sadly she wasn't fast enough. Just as she was about to grab for the quaffle, it was thrown through her own makeshift goal in the blink of an eye. Turning around to grin at Mia, Fred quickly made his way back to his brother, as he exchanged a high five with his cheering brother.

Flying back to the middle of the makeshift pitch, Mia slightly pouted as she waited for the next round as Ginny called the score, "Mia 20, Fred and George 10!" "Come on Mia, I want to see my brothers loose for once!" Ginny added jokingly as Fred and George gasped in fake horror. "Our own sister betrays us for some new girl!" Hearing Ron burst out laughing at his sisters comment, Mia heard him add much to her amusement, "Yeah do us all a favor Mia and help them lose those big heads of theirs!" Letting out a snort of amusement she gladly replied, "I'll do my best!" Continuing their game the end result was close, but overall due to a last minute goal by Mia, she emerged as the winner much to Ron and Ginny's amusement, with the final score being Mia 40, Fred and George 30.

Landing on the ground her face slightly pink and sweaty, she began to push some flyaway hair out of her bright hazel eyes as Ginny and Ron rushed over to greet her, both seemingly more excited than Mia at her win. Looking at her with admiration, Ron added, "That was amazing! I don't think I've ever seen anyone beat Fred and George since Charlie was still at home!" Smiling and a bit out of breath, she watched Fred and George land nearby as she replied, "Thanks it was really fun to play again, I haven't really had much time to recently." Ginny grinning at her, continued over her brother's excited voice, "That was seriously brilliant, and their faces when you scored that first goal! They looked like they'd been hit with a stunning spell!" Laughing a reply, Mia slightly rolled her shoulders once again as the twins approached, "Yeah I suppose they did look a bit confused, didn't they?" Leaning on her borrowed broom she directed her gaze to the two slightly red faced twins as they stopped before her.

Smiling at her, Fred spoke as before George added, "Good game West, that was some really good maneuvering." "Yeah, if you hadn't graduated already I would have said try out for a Quidditch team." "Thanks, you two were great as well, you really gave me some competition." Sticking her hand out she asked, "Truce?" Watching a look pass between the boys before they turned to face her again, she allowed a smile to appear on her face as they both shook her hand before replying simultaneously, "Truce." George added jokingly, "Don't think we'll go easy on you next time though, now we know your tricks." Laughing along with the Weasley siblings she joked back just as easily, "Sure, sure I bet you will."

Author's Note:

Uh oh Mia, don't you know better than to challenge the twins? So we get some more answers as to how she arrived in the past but some more questions about who pushed her into the past. But hopefully with the help from the Weasley's and Dumbledore, Mia will make it back home in one piece. Also, I'd like to say thank you to my 3 followers and 2 favorites, It's awesome to see that people are excited about the story. Additionally, I've made myself a goal to try and update on Tuesday's from now on, unless its a special occasion. So thank you again to everyone who has viewed/favorited/followed, and I'll see you all next week! - The Detective