"This is all your bloody fault, Malfoy."
When an accidental spell throws Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy back in time to the Marauder's era, they are forced to work together to save everyone from a potentially fatal time mishap.
But one run-in...
All the teachers were gathered around Dumbledore's desk, all of them talking over each other.
"Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy just went missing! All I know was that they were pointing wands at each other and then they vanished!" Flitwick wrung his hands in fear.
"I always knew they'd do something idiotic and - "
"Not Hermione Granger, she's a smart one - "
"I would've thought this would be that idiot Ron's doing - "
"We don't insult stud - "
"Must we all descend into madness?" Dumbledore called out, effectively shutting everyone up with his Sonorous spell.
"What do we do?" Madame Pomfrey asked. "Hermione Granger, always getting herself in trouble!"
"Albus! We can't just let a third of the Golden Trio and a Death Eater disappear! What will we tell everyone?" McGonagall stepped forward, her eyes slit threateningly.
"If I may, Minerva, I did foresee this -" Trelawney tried to step in, but McGonagall rounded on her.
"If you did, why didn't you say so? Since when were any of your predictions useful, Sibyll?" she shouted, eyes blazing. "Most of the time, your predictions are fake, or it's useless, like what Albus is going to put on his bread today! I j - "
Suddenly, as if she were possessed, Trelawney's eyes went blank. McGonagall faltered.
"What's happening?" Flitwick asked urgently. He drew his wand and poked Trewaleny uncertainly. "Is she okay?"
Dumbledore put his hand up. "Hush!" He watched Trewaleny closely.
Trewaleny started to speak, her voice monotonous.
'The lion and the snake
Must work together at last
The future at stake
As well as the past
One must combine
The forces of love
For what else can be so divine?
And save the heavens up above'
For a few moments, there was nothing but silence.
Then, Trewaleny collapsed. Dumbledore caught her as Madam Pomfrey started to tend to her.
"Well," Dumbledore said calmly, "I do believe that was a prophecy."
"Well noticed," Snape said dryly. With everyone's eyes on him, he swept across the room.
"This obviously means that both students are in the past due to the moronic spell Mr. Malfoy has uttered. They have to work together, and find out how to love, and only then will everything will be replaced," he finished.
"How absolutely idiotic -" McGonagall started to say.
She was cut off by a furious banging on the door.
Pomfrey opened it. "We can't have students intruding in on - come in, Mr. Potter and Mrs and Mr. Weasley," her tone of voice quickly changed as Harry forced his way inside.
"This is favoritism," Snape muttered quietly, but no one heard him.
Immediately, the trio burst out in a tirade.
"One at a time, please," Dumbledore said, his eyes still twinkling.
"Professor, Hermione and the ferre - Malfoy just disappeared in a cloud of smoke! We reckon he's kidnapped her in an elaborate scheme to get revenge!" Ron raged, pacing around the room.
"Calm down, s'il vous plait," Dumbledore popped yet another lemon drop in his mouth.
"What!?" Harry screamed, frustrated.
"Oh, it means 'if you please' in French," Dumbledore explained. "I find French to be a beautiful language, do you not?"
"Please, Professor," Ginny said, the only level-headed one. "If you could just tell us?"
"He bloody well should tell us! This is Hermione! We'd better bloody get some explanation - "
"Yes, Mr. Weasley. All that has happened to your friend..." Here he stopped and stared at all the pale faces.
"They've taken a trip to the past and won't be coming back till they fall in love," Dumbledore finished pleasantly, ignoring the incredulous looks everyone gave him.
Well, they wanted to know what happened, didn't they?
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