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-Chapter✦Nineteen-

✧MOONY✧

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"Seven-thirty. Where were we at seven-thirty?" Hermione ushered as she took a look at the clock on the wall, and Harry was still in a mess of confusion for him to properly respond. 

"Er, I ran into you lot or us near where you clocked Draco." She said with her finger-pointing between the three of them, and Harry nodded.

"So going to Hagrid's then?" Hermione offered and it sparked her memory, and thus Cara had followed after them. Thankful that she had her boots and warmer clothes, as Scotland's weather wasn't as warm as it should be in the Spring.

"Hermione! Will you please tell us what it is we're doing?!" Harry huffed in agitation to his confusion, but they were turning around the stone corner to properly peek to see. She had held up her hand to silence him properly and while it annoyed Harry, in seeing themselves, or especially himself, it pushed a sense of alertness to overtake him.

"But that...That's us. This is not...Normal." Completely dumbfounded, Harry turns and Hermione had offered up the hourglass in question. And Cara stared at the beautiful instrument.

"This is a Time-Turner, Harry. McGonagall gave it to me first term. This is how I've been getting to my lessons all year." Hermione explained and Cara smirked, holding back the thought of even with her ability to go back in time—Cara still held the spot above her.

"You mean, we've gone back in time?" Harry said looking between both the witches and Cara nodded.

"Yes. Dumbledore wanted us to return to this moment. Clearly, something happened he wants us to change." Hermione dwelled and they had continued to peek out once more. It was then a soft smack that could be heard.

They caught the better of Malfoy landing on the floor rubbing his cheek.
"That was gorgeous by the way." Cara compliment, having not seen it the first time it happened—And it occurred to her then that the reason she had missed it prior was that she met herself now.

"Thanks. It felt good—Cara! What are you doing?!" She hissed and the Ravenclaw had pointed to herself, leaving both Harry and Hermione to stop.

"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!" Cara overheard herself and cringed, is that what she sounded like?

"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's warning had caused Harry to pause in telling the future, and gave the other Cara a look of wonder as to what was alright to say and not.

Cara held up her hand towards herself in an attempt to get her attention. Leaving Hermione to understand what the Ravenclaw meant previously in the fact to know about their duty.

"What time do we go head off?" She called out, and Hermione had given the girl the answer—It was her uncle after all.

"Should I bring anything...? What's happened?" Cara stumbled, realizing she didn't have a quill in order to scribble down the supplies she packed prior and has now. But she did have the one she followed, and thus she scrambled with said parchment from her pocket and placed it on the floor.

"Cara no! You'll go—" Hermione had tried to warn the Ravenclaw, but once again the laughter had turned hysterically between both versions of herself.