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The world suddenly came back to focus, my heartbeat thumped in my ears and my feet phased back into my line of vision. A click resounded as the heels of my boots made contact with the courtyards of Hogwarts. I tried steadying myself and gripped the time turner around my neck fumbling with the chain trying to shove it back underneath my gray sweater.

It was a chilly night, hopefully this meant I had done it. I looked up spying the castle where I had just spent the last year training and studying. The only issue was that I attended Hogwarts sixty years into the future. I fumbled with the note in my pocket and began my journey to find Dumbledore.

It was the beginning of the semester and all the students found themselves in the Great Hall for the welcome feast. This was perfect, Adia had time to find Dumbledore's office. She had never met the man, for he had been dead years before she arrived at Hogwarts. But she did learn a lot about him from seventh year Harry Potter and Headmistress McGonagall. She followed the directions she had been told and reached a beautifully carved spruce wood door in the Transfiguration wing of the castle. Adia traced her fingers over the intricate designs sprawled out across the door and began to pace back and forth knowing she had summoned him.

Relishing in the peace and silence a crack resounded in the corridor as Albus Dumbledore appeared in front of her. The professor's eyes went wide in shock traced with wonder as a twinkle lit up his blue eyes. Adia, fidgeting with the chain of her time turner, a common staple for her, wordlessly reached into her pocket handing the folded-up piece of paper silently to the professor nodding in the direction of his office door in hopes that he would welcome her into the office; saving her from prying eyes that could appear any moment in the corridor.

A smile began to creep his way onto Dumbledore's face as he folded the paper back up; it erupted into a ball of fire as Adia had wordlessly willed it to. Adia's purple eyes momentarily met with the twinkling blue ones of Dumbledore as he happily murmured, "I've been expecting you."

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My parent's decided America was no longer safe as soon as unrest encapsulated the muggles; they had begun fighting over petty things, but it was beginning to get out of hand. This led to a decision to be made, Beauxbatons or Hogwarts. Given our family history and relations in Europe it was decided that we would move to London securing my transfer to Hogwarts in Scotland.

Little did Adia know this move would change her life.

Sorting went relatively easy as Adia was a Thunderbird back at Ilvermorny; this meant she was coupled and matched into the Slytherin house. This was perfect for her, for she was: confident, loyal, cunning, and pragmatic. Disdain for Slytherins hardly remained after Lord Voldemort had died and the remaining Death Eaters were sent to Azkaban. The golden trio was in their seventh year trying their best to finish out their schooling in order for them to become Aurors.

Adia became familiar with the trio after McGonagall revealed her prophecy: A foreign girl with fair hair will twist time expunge the second wizarding world from history and remove the fame that comes with Harry Potter's name.

And so it began, Adia spent her whole second year at Hogwarts becoming familiar with everything the trio knew about Voldemort's past, as well as teaching her how to protect herself further advancing her skills and knowledge way past the abilities of a second year that has ever come through the gates of Hogwarts.