Harry Potter and the Time Mistake

Started With A Game

"Ginny! Where're you, Gin?" Ron shouted.

Harry dove behind a tree when a wave of fiery red hair flew in front of his eyes. Ginny Weasley's eyes met his and Harry blushed. Ginny laughed and grabbed him the collar and pulled him onto her broom.

"Come on, Harry! Let's play a game within the game!"

Harry looked around "We're playing unannounced hide-n-seek. What other unannounced games could we play?" Harry asked, cluelessly.

Ginny flew up into the air "Chase, of course!"

"Gin! Harry! That's not how the games played!" Ron yelled before Harry saw him grab a broom from the shed and fly up after them.

Hermione watched them from the ground, shaking her disapprovingly. Harry and Ginny laughed as they looked behind at Ron, who was flying on an old broomstick. When they looked back in front of them, the broom hit an invisible wall and the two of them fell from the sky and were plummeting to the ground; Ron followed them shortly after.

Hermione was running toward them as they sat up groggily, rubbing their foreheads.

"Are you guys okay?" she asked, her hair billowing in and out of her face.

Ginny nodded and looked around "What was that?"

Ron reached his hand out and a shockwave reverberated at his touch, pushing him backward.

"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, holding her hand out "You okay?"

Ron took hold of Hermione's hand and got to his feet, nodding in response to her question. Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it at whatever was blocking them from leaving the Burrow past that point.

His spell hit the thing and reverberated; a ring of red light appeared around them. Before they had time to react, they disappeared and were falling through emptiness.

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The four of them landed where they'd been before. Getting up, they looked around wondering what had happened, until they noticed that the Burrow could not be seen from over the hill; which wasn't that large.

They ran up the hill to get a better look. Where the Burrow would've been was just a rundown house that definitely couldn't house eleven people.

"Oh no!" Ron whelped "Where did we go?"

"Look!" Hermione exclaimed. The three of them turned toward her as she bent down to pick up a newspaper. It didn't look like a copy of the Daily Prophet, but it apparently was the Daily Prophet. The headline said:

Dark Wizard, Gellert Grindelwald, Escapes Custody As Transported To England

Harry looked around at his friends. What did they get themselves into?