Rose Weasley and the Time Turner

Godric Gryffindor's Sword

"I better go now"Rosie waved as she walked into the office.

"Well,have a great date with Mcgonagall. " the husky voice groaned from behind, clearly disappointed at the fact that Rosie was leaving him alone.

Rosie turned and gave him a hat-hug, and by that, I mean squeezing the hat all the way down until it was as flat as a cookie.

The hat started choking, which Rosie didn't know it could.

"Woah, you breathe? Oxygen? "

"No,I breathe carbon dioxide." The black hat replied sarcastically.

Oops,thought Rosie."I didn't mean to offend you or anything. I'm Sorry if I did. Please don't tell me you photosynthesize as well."

"Never mind that, you're the first human to hug me till I choke. Though I've never been hugged by one before." The hat said, giving Rosie a fabric kiss on her cheek.

"Aww, how sweet of you."Rosie whispered and placed the hat back on the shelf.

"Hey! you just broke the romantic moment." He groaned and started to fake cry. And sadly, failed to make it look realistic.

"You don't even have tears."Rosie pointed out between her laughs.

"Now That's not nice."

"Well, it's nice talking to you umh....I'm sorry but what should I call you sir?" Sorting hat seemed a bit...weird.

"Call my sortty, made it up on the spot." The hat...well..Sortty said.

"Okay, let's start it again, it's nice talking to you Sortty, nice name by the way, but I got to go now, and I'm not going on a date with the headmistress." Rosie smirked and lean in "Don't tell her this, but she's far too old for me." She whispered.

The sorting hat grinned "PROFESSOR!!! ROSIE SAID THAT SHE CAN'T DATE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE FAR TOO OLD FOR HER!!!"

"You damn little hat, I'm going to get you back." Rosie hissed, covering the fabric mouth with her hand.

"Morning Rosie." A wise voice said from behind her, she turned around and saw the headmistress standing there.

She wasn't sure whether she heard the words or not, but she got to make sure that Mcgonagall doesn't get the wrong idea.

"Professor, when I say old, it means wise and knowledgeable. Not old as in the age or uselessness." Rosie said, she imagined how silly she looks right now.

"Dear, I have no idea what you're talking about, why don't you come in." Mcgonagall gestured, but by her wink and her grin, Rosie knew that she understood perfectly about what she was talking about.

The teacher and the student walked in together and settled down in an armchair and a stool.

"Well, never mind the conversation earlier between you and the sorting hat." Mcgonagall said, winking and grinning all over again. She looked young and energetic even with her old look, her eyes sparkled and were moving around naughtily.

"I seriously didn't mean that I-" Rosie tried to make everything clear.

"I know I know, you were just playing around with the hat." Rosie's shoulder relaxed as soon as the sentence was out, now how to trick Sortty was the only thing on her mind.

She realized that Mcgonagall was looking at her with a funny expression.

"Professor? what should I do now?" She asked, seeing that Mcgonagall wasn't exactly doing or saying anything.

That question earned a chuckle from the headmistress "Rosie, I believe that you came here for something?"

Now Rosie remembered, she came here to ask Mcgonagall a question. Embarrassed that she had forgotten the purpose of this trip, she looked down and muttered "Yes, I- well, I want to ask you a question."

"Ask away" Mcgonagall smiled, encouraging her to start her question.

"Well, in the chamber of secret. Lestrange shot a curse at Al, and I could tell by the colour that it was a very powerful one. We all ducked, but Al didn't react quick enough. So he placed a thin sword in front of him, and that sword kind of..umh...absorb? the curse?"

The headmistress didn't look confused at all, she was reaching for something behind her desk. Raising her head, Rosie saw what it was. She leaped out from her chair, gasping.

Their, hanging on the wall, was the exact same sword Al used to defend himself and killed the basilisk.

"Oh my god, how did it-?" Rosie shrieked.

Mcgonagall laid the sword down on the desk, right in front of Rosie. There was words written on the sword.

Godric Gryffindor

"So, as you know, the founders of Hogwarts, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were the reason why the houses are called what they are. The founder of the Gryffindor house, Godric Gryffindor was the owner of this sword."

Rosie gasped "But how did Al get his hands on to this sword?"

"That, you should ask the sorting hat."

"Ok?" Rosie said, unsure. What did this have to do with Sortty, aka the sorting hat.

"I know that this sword looks weak and light and powerless, but it is one of the rare goblin made swords. Nothing can break it, nothing can destroy it and nothing can stop it for cutting through it like a piece of cheese."

Rosie was speechless, where did Al even get this amazing sword?

"Rosie, It's nice speaking to you but I have a meeting to go to. Stay for as long as you want, make yourself home."

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I might not be able to update tomorrow, but hopefully I will. Cross your fingers~~ :p Have a good day