-Immer Ende-

-Chapter✦Eighteen-

✧TIME TURNER✧

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Cara Regulus Lestrange had received a brilliant owl from her uncle about the Specks she sent his way after playing Seeker. She now understood the thrill outright, and the kind comments from Harry had aided her quite a bit.

Currently, she had hoped to catch Imara with Hagrid, but without the map, it was utterly difficult to find her siblings. She would need to ask Romulus for it, but after the outburst with Harry and her running off, she doubted she would be given the chance to have it again.

With it being a Saturday, she ditched her school uniform for a Quidditch jumper and jeans. She had managed to sneak Buckbeak a few snacks following her journey to the kitchens.

With tears still in her eyes, she had started to return back towards the castle. Ignoring her cousin and his mates preparing for the execution off on the hill.

It was disgusting to say the least, but she hadn't bothered to say a word to the bloke. Her mother taught her better than to seek out such negative energy.

Just like the Golden Trio had been rallied up at the disturbing comment from Draco himself.

"Ah! Come to see the show?" He called out to the Gryffindors, having spotted their arrival and grinned widely. It was disturbing to making Cara nauseous.

"You!...You foul loathsome evil little cockroach!" Hermione roared, and the Ravenclaw just a few paces away had stood in awe at how beautiful it had been to see Draco backed up against the stone.

"Hermione! No!... He's not worth it!" Ron called out in a sense of worry. But it wasn't Hermione's punch that caused Cara to gasp, it was the figure off to her side.

Was that another Harry?!

Cara couldn't hold herself back and hurried off to the side. "I don't know what you are doing Harry, but time travel is the second most dangerous form of magic there is. You can't be that careless!" She hissed behind the wall, and without a doubt, both he and Hermione had appeared before her.

A much more disheveled look to the both of them, and Cara's eyes widened.

"Sirius is innocent. It was Peter Pettigrew. You were right...We need to stop him from getting captured by the Dementors. If you could—"
"Stop it Harry, if we tell her too much she could go mad!" Hermione had paused Harry's telling of the future. But Cara was stuck on two instances, and in seeing a familiar hand with her family crest engraved onto the rings.

She smiled in recognition to her own hand.

"What time do we go back in time?"

"Midnight, or close to it. We'll be in the infirmary." Cara nodded and then thought for a moment.
"Should I bring anything...? What's happened exactly that I need to prep--" She could hear Hermione scolding Harry for trying to get a word in, but in seeing her hand returned once more. The offered slip of parchment had caused her to smirk.

"Cara no! You'll go—" Hermione started, but the synchronized laughter has silenced her instantly.

"Go mad?... I'm already mad." The two stated, and Cara didn't hesitate to take the detour. After looking through the list, the Ravenclaw had taken the time well spent in avoiding her second person and gathering what needed to get done.

But she also thought ahead—Ahead of her future self, which sure caused a bit of a pause. But if they were attempting to secure Sirius, the bloke needed something as well.