Cosmina Potter is Harry Potter's younger sister. She will have to learn how to accept her Slytherin side in Hogwarts as she works out her own differences from her brother.
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"Harry! Harry, wake up! Please wake up!" I say. He's lying on a hospital bed. I look at Hermione and Ron. His leg is bandaged up and it's all thanks to Madam Pomfrey. Hermione had a bandage on her hand, where the worst cuts are, and I have a bandage around my upper arm. I must not have realized it at the time, but I have a massive cut there, running from my shoulder blade to the inside of my elbow from the tree. I hear a murmur and glance down at my brother. He's awake now! I hug him tightly.
"Don't you ever do that to me again, understand?" I say, so confidently. He smiles.
"I'm telling you, Minister, they've all been confused! They all think that Black is innocent!" I hear Snape's voice. At that moment, he enters with Fudge and Dumbledore.
"Professor Dumbledore! Please believe us!" says Hermione, jumping up straight away. I joined her.
"She's right! You've got the wrong man!" I say, talking to him.
"Sirius is innocent!" said Harry, adding onto the conversation.
"See what I mean? Confused, a lot of them!" says Snape.
"We're not confused!" says Harry, yelling at him. I just look at Snape, pleading with my eyes. He looks at me, but turns away.
"I think these students need some rest. Minister, Severus, I will meet you outside." says Dumbledore, talking to them. The other two go outside and we immediately launch into an explanation. Dumbledore holds his hand up for quiet.
"I believe you, but I'm afraid that the words of four thirteen year old wizards will convince a few others." He says to us. "However, I do believe that what we need is a little more time..." He looks at Hermione.
"But, Professor, I — Oh!" says Hermione, realizing what he means. Well, at least, she does. I have no clue.
"Three turns should do it, and I think you ought to be back before the last chime, for then I will be locking this door. Perhaps, if you succeed, more than one innocent life can be spared. Oh, and I find retracing my steps a wise place to begin." He says, and with that, turns to walk away. Hermione immediately reaches under her shirt and pulls out a necklace. I gasp in shock. A time turner?! She smiles at me.
"Sorry, Ron, but seeing as you can't walk..." She said, putting it over me and Harry's necks. She turns it three times, and I immediately hear a ticking noise. The Hospital Wing seems to blur around as we travel back in time. Finally, the world stops spinning and Hermione puts the necklace back under her shirt.
"What...? Where's Ron?" says Harry, asking us.
"Shut up!" I say, snapping at him and then, turn to Hermione. "Hagrid's. We need to retrace our steps." She nods and starts running. I grab my brother's hand and we run after her. We stopped in a shelter near the yard. I stare as I see us confronting the blonde twit and his minions.
