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Your P.O.V
"7:30," Hermione replies speaking for the first time since receiving Dumbledore's orders and preforming the magic causing us to seemingly meddle with time. "Where were we at 7:30?"
"I don't know," Harry says sounding slightly frustrated at the fact that his bushy-haired friend continued to leave them in the dark on what exactly she had done. "Going to Hagrid's?"
Hermione thinks, a deep look of concentration plastered on her face. "Come on," she says finally and pulls on our sleeves leading us out of the hospital wing. "And we can't be seen."
She quickens her pace to an urgent run, sprinting out of the hospital wing and darting down the corridors glancing at the large grandfather clock to the right of us and speeding up again.
"Hermione!" yells Harry.
I remain silent knowing that when Hermione is in such state of concentration, she is not to be disturbed although the curiosity is eating me alive as well.
Instead of answering Harry, like I predicted, she continues running and Harry and I, not knowing what else to do, follow. We run through the ground floor corridor and I peer out one of the many windows and stop in my tracks.
Is that us? That can't be us, we're right here.
Dumbledore's words come rushing back to me gradually beginning to make more sense. Finally, I understand the true purpose of our mission.
"(y/n), hurry up!" Hermione yells from behind her shoulder after noticing that I've stopped following them.
Instead of following however, I remain put. All the mysterious pieces all connecting and forming a puzzle. It makes sense. Hermione always popping up out of nowhere just in time for class, her taking an inhumanly possible amount of classes, the people running in reverse as if someone hit a replay button, it makes sense.
"(y/n)!"
I begin running again after realizing that I'm wasting our time. We reach the end of the corner which meets the training grounds and Hermione stealthily peers her head around the corner wall of the corridor and looks around for what can only be any sign of us walking around.
"How long have you been doing it?" I ask her as she turns back to Harry and I.
"Since the beginning of the school year," she replies.
Harry looks between the two of us in utter confusion. "Did I miss something?" His confusion begins to morph into anger as he says, "Can somebody please just tell me what it is we're doing?"
The three of us look around the castle wall suddenly at the loud sound of my dear cousin's obnoxious voice.
"Ah, come to see the show?"
"You! You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach!"
"But... that's us," Harry says shock evident in his voice.
"Hermione, no! He's not worth it."
"This is not normal," Harry says causing me to stifle a laugh and Hermione to pull him back inside the corridor and push him against the wall.
"This is a Time-Turner. McGonagall gave it to me first term. This is how I've been getting to my lessons all year," she explains looking between the two of us.
"You mean, we've gone back in time?" Harry asks his confusion being replaced with shock as he begins to understand the situation.
"Yes. Dumbledore obviously wanted us to return to this moment," she peers around the castle corner once more to observe the scene below us. "Clearly something happened he wants us to change."
I look down and watch as Hermione brings her fist in contact with Draco's face.
"Good punch," Harry says.
"Thanks," Hermione smiles trying to hide how proud she is, to which I roll my eyes.
Malfoy may be slime, but he's family.
I return my gaze to the group down the mountain and feel a surge of adrenaline run through me. "Malfoy's coming."
The three of us jump out the other side of the corridor and duck down under one of the long windows that we just jumped out of. Malfoy and his goons run straight into the corridor muttering curse words and threats as we go unnoticed.
After about a minute of waiting to ensure that the Slytherin trio could were far enough inside the castle, we crawl around the corridor and peak out again to see the the three of us plus Ron walk down the mountain on our way to comfort Hagrid.
The present us run over to the stone circle, where Hermione had punched Draco just minutes before. We watch as we run down the hill to Hagrid's.
"Look! Buckbeak's still alive!" Harry exclaims.
"Don't you remember what Dumbledore said? More than one innocent life will be saved," I say in realization.
"You're right!" Hermione exclaims.
"Well don't act too surprised."
"Let's go!" Hermione says as she leads us down the stairs to Hagrid's.
We run quickly as the stairs are quite in the open which risks ourselves to being seen. Once we get to Hagrid's yard, we run over to the stack of abnormally large pumpkins and crouch down behind them trying to catch our breaths.
We watch ourselves through the window in Hagrid's hut as we try to think of how exactly we're supposed to save Buckbeak.
"Great man, Dumbledore," Hagrid's booming voice echoes through the small hut causing me to crack a smile.
I look over to the stone staircase to keep an eye out for Dumbledore, Fudge and the executioner and feel a surge of panic throughout me as I see the three men already making their way down the hill.
"Guys," I say quietly. "We've got company."
"We'd better hurry," Harry says standing up before Hermione pulls him back down urgently.
"We have to let Fudge see Buckbeak before we save him, otherwise he'll think Hagrid set him free."
"Scabbers! He's alive!" Ron exclaims from inside the hut, capturing our attention.
A look of hatred fills Harry's eyes. "There's Pettigrew."
Hermione and I share a knowing look and push Harry's arms back, causing him to sit back which prevents him from getting up again.
"Harry, you can't." Hermione says.
"Hermione, that's the man who betrayed my parents, you don't expect me to just sit here," he says catching us off guard and pulling his arms out of our grip, jumping up yet again.
This time I pull him back. "Harry, you have too. Think logically about this, you run in there and kill Pettigrew and then what? None of us even know who he is yet, we just think he's Ron's rat. Ron'll hate you, You'll have blown your cover and we can't save Buckbeak. I can't even begin to imagine how hard this is for you, but Dumbledore sent us here for a reason," I say brushing his messy raven hair out of his face. "We can't be seen."
Hermione sends me a thankful smile to which I return before the three of us turn at the sound of approaching voices.
"They're getting awful close," I say concerned seeing as we haven't left Hagrid's yet.
Hermione follows my gaze into the hut. "We aren't leaving. Why aren't we leaving?"
I look around trying to think of something we could use to get our attention when Hermione grabs a stone and throws it into the window of Hagrid's place.
I hear a crash of something breaking and Hermione whips around ducking behind the shield-like pumpkin.
"Are you mad?" Harry asks Hermione.
I lower myself further behind the pumpkins even though I already know that I can't be seen. My hand hits something hard and I lift it quickly revealing a small rock. I pick it up and hand it to Hermione.
"One more," I say as the four of us have yet to leave Hagrid's.
She throws it quickly hitting Harry straight in the back of the head.
"Ow!" Harry says from inside the hut.
"Ow," Harry repeats quieter from beside me rubbing the back of his head. "That hurt."
"Sorry," Hermione says sheepishly.
We watch as Dumbledore knocks on Hagrid's door and I can't help but notice how much effort he puts into directing the executioner and the minister's attention towards some sort of historical piece in the direction opposite to Hagrid's hut, making it easy for us to escape.
He knows everything.
I look back at the hut once again and see us open the back door preparing to leave. I nudge Harry and Hermione and direct their own attention since Hermione seemed to be getting slightly distracted by the fake history lesson.
After all three of us are on the same page, we run instinctively into the forest behind us. The dark forest. Although, I don't get worried. The dark forest, while undoubtedly dangerous by night, is quite harmless during the day yet I have to remind myself of this everytime I hear a branch snap of an owl hoot. The three of us continue to watch from our new hiding spots now. Harry and I behind one large tree trunk, and Hermione behind another.
Hermione takes a step further from watching quietly and takes it upon herself to step out from behind the tree and push the nearby branch out of her way so that she can get a better view. I see her cock her head to the side.
"Is that really what my hair looks like from the back?" She asks.
"Hermione!" Harry and I hiss at her and Hermione whips around instantaneously. Both Hermione's do.
Harry puts his hand on my waist and immediately pulls the two of us out of sight just in time behind the large tree. His hand remains on my waist and I look up at him seeing as he spun me around while pulling me so that I faced him.
I had never noticed before how much taller he had gotten since the previous year. We used to be somewhat equal in height. He looked noticeably older too. His eyes, still as green as ever, had a look of tiredness and the purple underneath them indicated how long it'd been since he'd had a good nights sleep. My eyes fell to his lips which turned up into a smirk as he realized what I was doing. I felt my face heat up as I slowly turned back to the past us and watch them run up the hill trying to ignore the fact that his hand still hadn't left my waist.
Quietly, we return to our spot behind the pumpkins and check to ensure that the men are still inside the hut.
"Go!" Hermione whispers shouts as she motions for Harry and I to try and retrieve Buckbeak as she keeps guard.
Harry and I walk cautiously towards the hippogriff. Several crows caw loudly as we walk and they take a sudden interest in our shoes pecking and poking at our legs.
"Get off!" Harry whispers trying to kick a particularly clingy crow off his leg.
The hippogriff eyes us suspiciously the closer we get to him but Harry's quick thinking plays in our favor as he remembers to bow to the hippogriff. I follow his lead and bow towards him myself and the hippogriff gives a tired head bow in return.
Harry then removes the long metal chain from its hook near Buckbeak getting nipped by a crow as he does so making him mutter a quiet,
"Ow."
Harry pulls on the chain trying to get the large beast to stand up and Hermione leaves her spot behind the pumpkins to try and help.
The door of Hagrid's hut creaks as it opens causing us all to freeze in our spots and hold our breaths just waiting for the minister to step out and the three of us to get caught.
The sound of Dumbledore's always calm voice, although this time which a touch of urgency, asks the minister something about him signing the execution documented well. I couldn't make out what exactly he had said, but he got the minister to agree and step back into the house, closing the door.
"Hurry!" I whisper shout to Harry and Hermione as I make my way over to Buckbeak.
"Hey!" I coo as I crouch down beside the creature and stroke it's neck delicately. "Hi Buckbeak. We're here to save you but we're going to need you to stand up."
The beast remains still on the ground although he moves his head in a different position so that I can scratch it's neck. I groan in frustration. I try to heft him up myself, but after a few seconds of trying, he gives a sqwack of discomfort. Immediately my eyes dart to Hagrid's hut but luckily, they hadn't seemed to notice the noise. Still though, we're running out of time.
I turn to Harry and Hermione helplessly. They look back as equally helpless and I can see them trying to come up with an idea. I join in and look around hoping to see the answer laying right in front of me and luckily, I do.
"Hermione! The ferrets!" I whisper pointing to the dead hippogriff chow resting on one of the pumpkins behind her.
"Come on!" Hermione says luringly to the hippogriff as she steps into the belt of Buckbeak's snack. "Come along and get the nice, dead ferret.
Buckbeak jumps up quickly at the sight of the treat, knocking me over in the process and stands on his hind legs to catch the ferret that Hermione had thrown in his direction.
She continues throwing ferrets, backing up further and further into the forest each time.
The door opens once again and the minister and Dumbledore step out causing Hermione to hold her hands high in surrender and the rest of us to freeze yet again.
"Look over there, Minister, look," he says pointing in the opposite direction. He then launches into another history lesson and I push myself off the ground startling Buckbeak slightly causing him to take a few steps closer to the forest.
The three of us continue to lure Buckbeak into the forest until finally we do the job with not even a second to spare as we then hear the minister ask,
"But where is it? I saw the beast, just now! Not a moment ago!"
"How extraordinary!" Dumbledore exclaims, but with no surprise in his voice.
From inside the forest Buckbeak nips at the dead ferrets on Hermione's belt making small grunts the more she refuses to give him any.
I turn to Harry as I hear Dumbledore explaining to the minister how Hagrid couldn't have had anything to do with the disappearance of the beast and let out a long sigh. A relieved sigh.
"We've done it," I whisper.
"We saved him," Harry smiles.
The look on my face must've set him off because he immediately asks,
"What's wrong?"
I point to the sky. "See that?"
"What about it?" he asks.
"It's almost night," I reply. "One more life to save."
Harry's smile vanishing immediately. "Something tells me this one is going to be a little more challenging than luring a bird into a forest."
"I'd take that bet," I reply.
"Think we'll be able to pull it off?" He asks me fear evident in his voice.
I try my best to give him a reassuring smile.
"We always do, Potter. We always do."
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