Hermione and Mecha Granger 20-30 grabbed Kraug from the past and tossed her carefully into their waiting time stream modulation. Harry was still inside the sleek all white time capsule, he had been too dazed to fend off that oddly familiar girl and robot who had attacked him, as he saw it, earlier.
"Who are you cheeky lot anyhow?" He demanded, regaining his feet and adopting a fierce feline pose. The way he was standing was intimidating, and he knew it. He laughed to himself silently, 'i could stand like this all day!' he thought.
Hermione began to cry, earnestly. Here was the boy of her dreams, but to him, their time together had been a dream. Some effervescent fantasy that had wafted apart bounding alone the irreal and confounding planes of time. He could no more remember her than remember anything that had never happened to him, because she had never met Harry Potter, only that rougish rake, Shanks O'Malley and his clever, heartbreaking disguises.
"I never loved you!" She shuddered all over with the sudden realization.
Harry's knees buckled and he fell to the ground, rended emotionally. "Who are you?!" He wailed in confused torment.
Just then Mecha Granger 20-30's com-watch began chirping out its urgent, yet still somehow pleasant, tone. Harry eyed the green and purple wristwatch with equal parts admiration and jealously, "nice schwag," he nodded. MG23 blushed and hid her face, poorly, for her face was 4 cubic feet across, behind the sleek little screen. On it was a holographic likeness of none other than Shanks O'Malley himself, calling out for Hermione.
"You must come quick! I'm sorry for tricking you earlier, You must come quick!" The prerecorded message repeated and repeated. He had been waiting for her, after all... at the begining of timne!
"He really does love me!" Hermione clapsed her hands in delight, Kraug watched her warily, confused by and yet drawn into the bubbling welter of happy emotions. Just then, to crush Hermione's joy an apparition coalesced before then with a wicked snap! It was Voldemort, he was grinning maliciously and stroking the unconcious forehead of Shanks O'Malley, he laughed, showcasing his ferocious pounted teeth.
Harry and Kraug embraced in trembling horror. "Kraug no like bad wizard!" Kraug yelled, her distinctive, raspy voice somehow familiar to Hermione and Mecha Granger 20-30.
"Now that I have your attention," Voldemort intoned, with much indulgent malice. "Meet me by the Pteradon skeleton by four o'clock," he traced his sharp nails down his face, making his pale skin flab grotesquely. "Or your precious detective is no more!"
About An Hour Later
The four companions had been stumbling through the weltering expanse of sand with so far no luck at finding the bones their foe had indicated earlier. There were fully formed skeletons everywhere. A few taxidermied ancient mammals, a saber tooth tiger, wooly mammoth, etc, but no pteradon! Just then, when they were about to give up hope, Voldemort apparated before them.
Kraug threw a rock by it was deflected by Voldemorts psycho-magic barrier. Voldemort paralyzed Kraug with a foul hex and hovering in the air appraoched Hermione. He flung on a bit of prosthesis and Hermione gasped, fouling herself in her shock. Floating in the air was the evilly triumphant visage of Shanks O'Malley!
"That's the shady fellow who's been trailing me all week!" Harry barked out, forgetting himself in the rapture of solving yet another mystery. Hermione cracked her knuckles, "yeah! That's him! The evil sneak who goes around confusing people and mucking about with their hearts!"
With a roar of fury Hermione leapt to meet Voldemort, even as he remained suspended, 10 feet in the air. She delivered a massive blow to his chin and sent him spiraling, conflagrating on the way, into space.
A great lion-headed visage appeared in the sky. "For all his dark magics, this dark impression of a man was unable to stand against the power of your passsionate heart!" The great thundering voice boomed out across the skyscape. "I dub thee, Hemrione Lion Heart! Forth, time child! Go Forth on the wings of destiny!"
Harry rushed up to Hermione to clap her congratulatorily on the back but stumbled in consternation. In his madcap rush his time turner had slipped out of his pocket and shattered on the rocky barren ground.
"Nooo!" Kraug wailed, still paralyzed and laying prone on the ground. Some beetles were rucking about in her tangly mop of hair.
Harry began to cry fiercely. His only hope of returning to the time he loved gone, after so long, so many misadeventures and pratfalls. Just then, to his astonishment, Mecha Granger 20-30 clanked over to him and began running its gun barrel hands through his hair.
"We'll just have to wait," Hermione agreed and layed a hand on Mecha Granger 20-30's shoulder. "And who better to spend the time with than my new best friends?" Harry smiled, his tears, forgotten. Lost in time.