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Chapter 2

Getting There

Hermione groaned as someone shook her shoulders hard. She pushed the hands away, but froze.
"Miss Granger, Miss Granger!"

She opened her eyes and sat up, looking straight at Professor McGonagall. "What is it, Professor?"

"It's time! It's time for you to go."

"Go? Go where?"

"Back in time, of course! There are only fifteen minutes left before the Time-Turner loses its power!"

Hermione's heart pounded hard as she jumped out of bed. While she pulled off her clothes, McGonagall explained urgently:

"Professor Dumbledore was reading more about the Time Turner, and he noticed a complicated…do hurry, Miss Granger…a complicated sum at the end of a page. After some calculation, he deduced that there were only twenty minutes left. He had to wake me up, and I had to rush in here. Fourteen minutes, oh Merlin!"
Hermione pulled on a pair of robes. "What about Harry and Ron? I can't say goodbye to them?"

"Go if you must, but run!"

Bare-footed Hermione pulled on some shoes and then began shaking Harry awake.

"Harry! Harry!"

He opened his eyes and said groggily: "Hermione…what is it?"

"I have to go now! I have to…"

"What do you mean? Go where?"

"Back in time! Only fourteen minutes left before the Time Turner loses its power!"

Harry kissed Hermione fiercely. "Don't go! Stay here!"

"No! I just came to…to…say goodbye."

She was silenced by another kiss.

"Forget the Time-Turner!" he said. "Stay here with me!"

"I can't, Harry," Hermione, said.

She and Harry argued over it, until…

"Miss Granger! Ten minutes!"

Hermione's heart pounded very hard. She looked at Ron, and then told Harry.

"Tell Ron goodbye from me…that I'll miss him. I'll miss you both... I love you, Harry!"

She kissed his cheek and then tore out of the room with Professor McGonagall.

Hermione raced to Dumbledore's office. He was examining the Time Turner.

"Excellent. Five minutes to spare," said Dumbledore.

He took a thick folder off his desk and gave it to Hermione. "Give this to Professor Dippet. He will have a talk with you before you start school, so you won't be suspected. Good luck, Miss Granger."

He pushed the folder into Hermione's hands. She wanted so badly to cry, but held back the tears, and put the Time Turner around her neck.

"Five turns," said Dumbledore. "Goodbye, Miss Granger."

Hermione looked at the two Professors, and at the sleeping portraits on the wall. She choked and began turning.

One…two…three…four…five…

Hermione felt as if she was spinning around. All she could see were masses of color. All she could hear was something like a high-pitched scream, and all she could smell was a rubber-ish.

Then she heard the distant sound of a door being crashed open.

"HERMIONE!"

It was Harry's voice. Hermione tried to respond, but suddenly felt too dizzy to speak, only vaguely aware of the folder clutched to her chest.

A numb sensation spread all over her body, and it was prickling her uncomfortably, until she crashed into something hard…a floor…

Hermione felt a pain in her legs and looked around. She was in Dumbledore's office. But there wasn't any Professor Dumbledore or McGonagall. There was only a tall, thin wizard staring at her from behind the desk.

Feeling weak, she held up the folder. His bony hands snatched it away from her, and he opened it, examining the pages. Finally…

"Welcome, Miss Granger. I am Professor Dippet, and you are in Hogwarts, fifty years prior to where you came from."