CHAPTER 16: BACK THROUGH TIME

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Y/N and Harry woke up in the hospital wing. The two were greeted by their soul bonded partners. Hermione and Ginny hugged the two of them. Ron was laying in a bed with a cast on his leg.

"Harry, are you okay?" Ginny asked. "Yes, but what about Sirius?" Harry asked. "He's been captured, any minute now they're going to perform the dementor's kiss on him." "You mean their going to kill him?" "No, it's much worse. They're going to suck out his soul."

Professor Dumbledore came into the hospital wing. "Headmaster, you've got the wrong man." Hermione said. "It's true, sir. Sirius is innocent." Y/N said. "It was Scabbers who did it." Ron said. "Scabbers?" Dumbledore asked. "He's my rat, sir. Well he wasn't always a rat, but when he was he was Percy's rat. My parents then gave him an owl-" Ron said. Hermione interrupted him. "Professor, we know the truth, please believe us." She said.

"I do, Miss Granger, but I'm sorry to say that the word of five thirteen year old wizards will convince very few others."

He then moved over to Ron and started patting his leg. "A child's voice that holds the truth is meaningless to those who forgot to hear it." He said. Ron was grunting in pain with every pat Dumbledore put on his leg.

The clock had rang and Dumbledore got an idea. "Mysterious thing, time. Powerful and, when meddled with, dangerous. Sirius Black is locked with the thirteenth floor in the west tower. Remember the law, Ms. Granger, you must not be seen, and if you fail to return to this room at this moment, then the consequences are too galley to discuss. If you succeed tonight,  more than one innocent life will be spared. Three times should do it." He said. He then began to leave, but decided to give one more piece of advice. "Oh, and when in doubt,  I find retraining my steps to be a wise place to begin. Good luck." He said. He then closed the doors behind him.

"Harry, can you and Ginny keep Ron company, he's not going anywhere" Y/N said. "Sure, but what was Dumbledore talking about?" Harry asked. "We don't have time to explain Harry, we'll be back later." Hermione said.

She then took out her time turner and put it around both her's and Y/N's necks. She then turned it three times.

Everything began to warp backwards to the point where only Madame Pomfrey was in the hospital wing and the sun was visible. "Come on we have to get to Hagrid's." Y/N said. "Yes, and remember we can't be seen."

The two rushed out to where they were going to Hagrid's. They even slipped past McNair.

The two then found themselves staring at themselves and waiting for the appropriate time to move. "You seem to be taking this quite well." Hermione said. "I expected time travel through you, so it's technically not the first time I did it." "Fair enough."

They saw Hermione punch Goyle in the face. "Nice punch." Y/N said. Hermione smiled. "Thanks, Goyle is coming."

The two hid away and Goyle had ran past them. They followed themselves to Hagrid's hut, but waited on top of the nearby hill. "So that is what Dumbledore meant when he said more than one innocent life will be spared." Y/N said. Hermione nodded and the two moved to Hagrid's pumpkin patch.

Y/N wanted to get Buckbeck, but Hermione stopped him. "Fudge has to see Buckbeck, or he'll think that Hagrid's released him."

The two were watching their friends and Y/N saw Peter being given to Ron. "Payback time." Y/N said. "Y/N don't." "Hermione, that's the man who betrayed my parents, he pays now." "No, Y/N don't. You're in Hagrid's hut now. If you go bursting in, everyone inside will think you've gone mad. Awful things happen to wizards who meddle with time, we can't be seen."

Hermione looked over to the way they came and saw Fudge, Dumbledore, and McNair walking along the path. "Fudge is coming." She said. "But we're not leaving." Y/N said. "Why aren't we leaving?" She asked. She then grabbed a seed and after examining it, realized that it was the one that broke Hagrid's container.

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