Back In Time

Finally Home

I was hiding in the woods. A few feet away. From where I was attacked. A year ago. Today. I was hiding there with Dumbledore. Waiting. Until the right time.

I had just seen the last carriage drive by. I watched it as it went by. Until it disappeared from view. Although. I couldn't really see the people inside. I thought I saw long black hair. Leaning against the window.

My chest constricted. At the thought. I closed my eyes. And took several deep breaths. Trying to slow. My racing heart. Trying. To calm myself down. The more calm I was. The easier this would be.

"Miss Potter? It's time." I heard Dumbledore's voice say.

I opened my eyes. Looking out in to the road. I nodded. Not looking at Dumbledore. Stepping into the quarter moon's light. Walking to the place. I was. When the attack happened. I took a deep breath. And turned around. So. That now. I was looking at Dumbledore. Who held his wand up. Then. He dropped it.

"Miss Potter? Is this really what you want? Do you really want to go back to your time, or would like to stay here? Don't forget, even if you stay, and you decide to change your mind, at some point, and want to go back home, we can do this again, in ten years. I'll let you think for a moment on this."

My breathing hitched. Did I want to go back home? Or? Did I want to stay back in time? Did I want to go back to death at every corner? Where danger lurks behind every door? Where every Year. Something goes wrong? Did I really want to go back to that? But. Death was here too. Voldemort was at large here. He was even more powerful here. Than he was in my time. But did I want to stay? Could I leave my brother. Family. And friends. Behind? Never to really see them again? Not like I would now. When my friends and twin brother. Where around the same age. If I stayed in this time line. I would be an adult. Before I saw them again. Did I want to do that? I don't even know what will happen if I stay. How will that affect the future? My future? My brother's future? What will happen? I didn't know? Did I want to stay? Or did I want to go? I had to make a choice. Right now. I couldn't wait. I had to choose. Now. Do I stay? Or do I go?

"Miss Potter? It's time to choose. Do you want to stay here? Or do you want to go back home?"

I looked up at Dumbledore. I nodded. "I want to go home."

"Are you sure about this? Once it's done, there's no going back."

I took a deep breath. "I'm sure. I need to go home."

And I did. I had to go back to 1996. I had to. Scratch that. I needed to go back. I couldn't let everyone from my own time. Go through. Whatever was happening there. I couldn't let my brother go through that. I told myself. A long time ago. That I would help my brother through. Whatever happened in our time. No matter what. I would help him. I wouldn't let him go through it. Alone. Not him. Not anybody. No one. We would fight the oncoming War. Together. I might miss being in 1976. But. I needed to go back.

"Ok, then." Dumbledore paused. And raised up his wand again. "You know what you must do. Get ready."

I closed my eyes. Taking a deep breath. Thinking about my brother. My boyfriend. And my friends. Hell. I even thought about the Death Eaters.

I heard the bang go off. I felt the spell hit my heart. I felt the fire. Coarse through my veins. It was all I felt. I felt time slow down. But. I didn't open my eyes. I just thought about the people in my time period. It was all I did. Until I felt the fire. Go away. Until I felt time go back to normal. If that sounds right. Until I could sense other things around me. That's when I opened my eyes.

I opened them. Seeing the same trees in front of me. I moved my foot. I felt something in the way. The dead Thestral. I smiled. I did it. I came back home. I actually did it.