epic {harry potter}

Chapter 1--flashback

Out of blue, 3 figures appeared in front of two intricately designed iron gates.

"This is it," said the blond hair woman as she peeked out of the hood of her travelling cloak.

The red headed man beside her held her hand and the trio walked through the gates which had just opened for them.

Memories flooded their minds the good times, bad, painful and the breath-taking ones. This was their second home.

"Hello Neville," said the other man with emerald green eyes as he greeted the man sitting in the headmaster's office. Professor Neville Longbottom.

"Hi there Harry," greeted Neville back warmly ," and Hermione and Ron."

The four of them made their way to the room of requirement where they were going to have a reunioun where all the members of Dumbledore's Army would come together.

Suddenly, they heard a clanking sound. They looked down and saw something which looked like an hour glass in a ring with a chain attached to it.

A time-turner.

"Blimey, haven't seen this before! What is this Mione?" asked Ron.

"It's a time-turner Ron! Remember travelling back in time to save Buckbeak and Sirius? In our third year," replied Hermione.

"Ron couldn't walk," explained Harry.

"Whatever," grunted Ron ignoring what Harry had just said.

Hermione carefully picked up the golden time-turner and put it around her neck gingerly. Ron tugged at it and put it around his and Harry's neck.

"No Ron! Don't-" yelled Hermione.

But it was too late.

Ron spun the time-turner rapidly and beside the golden trio they saw everything moved back in time and suddenly it came to the scene they recognised.

The second Battle of Hogwarts.

"Expulsio!" yelled someone and the three of them were separated. Harry was thrown backwards, slammed against a wall and he felt something wet at the back of his head and then everything became blur and darkness engulfed him.

okay. This is the first actual chapter and I think it's kind of short since it's just a flashback. Please c o m m e n t if you think that there can be room for improvment.

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