Lucy Jones 3: Blackbird

16 Back in Time Part 1

Hermione turns the charm from her necklace three times, and the room gets fuzzy. When everything stands still again, Lucy shakes her head: 'What just happened?'

'We went back in time.' Hermione reveals. She looks at her watch: 'Three hours.' She pulls Harry and Lucy aside.

'What...?' Harry reacts.

'Someone is coming. I think it is us.' Hermione whispers.

'We cannot be seen.' Lucy repeats.

Hermione nods and pulls them along: 'I think we're going to Hagrid.'

Harry concentrated: 'Dumbledore said that we could save more than one life.'

They're hiding, and he looks at himself leaving the castle: 'That's it. We need to save Buckbeak.'

'We can use him to break Sirius out.' Lucy adds.

'If we can make that work without being seen... No, it's impossible.' Hermione reacts.

'Hé, how did you get that time turner?' Lucy asks Hermione.

'Professor McGonigal gave it at the beginning of the year.' She explains: 'We should go, follow us and see where we can intervene.'

Harry stands behind one tree, Hermione behind another, and Lucy behind a bush. 'This is so weird.' Harry says. They're looking at themselves at Hagrid's.

They hear something: 'That's me.' Lucy tells them: 'I found Scabbers... Or...'

'You found Pettigrew. Can we not go inside now and take him?' Harry asks.

'No, don't you get it? We go against one of the most important magical laws with this.' Hermione explains.

'But if we get him, Sirius can be free.' Harry argues.

'What would you do if we stormed in there and your past self sees itself. You would go mad.'

'I know, it's just...'

Lucy gets their attention: 'Look.' She points at the castle, and they see Dumbledore and the others going towards Hagrid's.

'We're going to leave soon.' Hermione says.

They keep looking: 'But we aren't.' Harry says.

Lucy looks at the door and then takes something from the ground and throws it at the window and then another one that ends on Harry's head.

Harry's hand goes to the back of his head: 'That did hurt.' He tells Lucy.

'I'm sorry.' She says.

Harry looks away and turns to Buckbeak: 'Shouldn't we go and save him? There is not much time left.'

'No.' Hermione hisses: 'Not yet. They need to sim him first. Otherwise, they think Hagrid released him.'

'But that leaves us with only a minute?' Harry reacts.

'It's better that way.' Lucy says.

They see Dumbledore talk with Hagrid. He takes them back inside.

'They have seen Buckbeak now. Let's save him.' Lucy says.

'You stay here, and I'll go and get him.' Harry says and slowly leaves his hiding spot. Harry bows and Buckbeak bows his head in response. He loosens the rope and motions Buckbeak to follow him.

They hear Dumbledore talking, and Hermione points towards the window: 'They're about to come outside.'

Lucy nods and sneaks towards Harry. She bows and whispers: 'We need to get out of sight.'

'I know.' Harry responds.

She looks up: 'Come Buckbeak.' She steps backwards, and Harry helps guide Buckbeak towards the forest.

Hermione looks from them towards the window. Buckbeak is covered behind a few threes, and Lucy moves closer to Hermione to look at the cabin. The door opens loudly. The man with the axe walks outside and looks around: 'Where is he?' He yells and turns to glare at Hagrid: 'You found a way to get him out of here. I don't know how, but you did it.'

Hermione, Lucy and Harry decided to start moving around. First, they go and watch the whomping willow. 'From here, it looks even worse.' Harry says when they see their attempt to use the secret passageway.

'I still cannot believe the cats knew how to get in?' Lucy adds.

Lupin arrives and enters the secret passageway.

'He should have taken the cloak.' Harry complains: 'Maybe I can go and get it now? Snape can't find it then.'

'No, we cannot be seen.' Hermione tells him again.

'How can you be so calm about it. And let everything go wrong again?' Harry protests: 'I'm getting that cloak.'

Lucy grabs his arm: 'No, Harry. We don't know what will happen then. Maybe it makes things even worse.'

Hagrid returns to the castle, bottle in his hand, singing loudly.