Love of my life

Chapter 1

As I walk through the forest I feel a pit in my stomach. I try to weave my way through the many trees and plants. I need to get back to the castle. I need to find professor McGonagall. As the castle comes into view, I knew my gut was right. This is all wrong. Instead of Hogwarts being a battlefield of destruction, it looks like it was before. Before all the destruction and blood shed. It looks like home. This makes no sense. I start to rush to professor McGonagall's office. Maybe she will give me the answers I need. I turn the corners of the halls at a sprint until I finally get there. I know someone is in there because of the light I see under the door.

I hesitantly knock and a voice says "come in". I was expecting McGonagall's voice but it's not. It's not even female but male. The voice is somewhat familiar but I can't pin point who it belongs to. I allow myself walk in. I gasp out loud. It's none other than Dumbledore himself, although he's younger.

"Headmaster? I thought-" he's supposed to be dead. I saw his lifeless body after he fell from the astronomy tower. "This can't be right," I say fiddling with the necklace that I suspect got me into this mess. Dumbledore looks confused until he sees my necklace. "Oh, I believe you were trying to get somewhere else but ended up here". Now it's my turn to look at him confused. He sees this and nods to my necklace. "What you have there is a time turner my dear" he has this twinkle in his eye as he says this. Why didn't I let Hermione explain why she called it a time turner. Maybe this wouldn't be happening if I did.

He continues "I know not what you came here for but you not let me know for the time-line itself depends on it" this cannot be happening.

My stupid necklace is the cause of this. "What year is it?" I burt out before I can stop myself. "It's August 31st 1943" again there is a twinkle in his eye. 1943. What am I going to do? I'm supposed to be in 1998, not 43. Wait, 43. Voldemort. He graduated in 45. This is my chance. I can kill him before he becomes the dark lord. I can get revenge for Ron. For Hermione. For Harry. For my father. I can get revenge for every innocent person he murdered. After everything he did, he deserves this.

Dumbledore interrupts my thoughts, "Forgive me but may I ask what's your name?"

"Clarie De la Fontaine but you can call me Clar."

"Well Clar, I think you know who I am but I'm professor Dumbledore. If you need anything I'll be happy to help." He smiles warmly at me.

"Actually, there is something you can do for me professor. Can you maybe enroll me into Hogwarts, I think I'm going to stay here for a while"

There is that twinkle again. "Of course, are you from France? You have a bit of an accent, I can say you are a transfer from Beauxbatons."

"Thank you professor, I'm a 6th year Slytherin" I fiddle with my necklace again. I hope I can kill him before he becomes the man I despise so much.

"I will tell Headmaster Dippet about our new slytherin exchange student then" he gets up from his seat as he says that. "Well it's getting late and students should arrive tomorrow, do you know your way around?"

"Yes professor, I also know where I'm going to stay, no need to worry," I give him a smile. At least here I get to spend a little more time with him. Until I kill Voldemort and go back to 1998.