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Time in a Bottle	By : teshara Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 1648 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Time in a Bottle Chapter 2

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�You think the girl may be a cousin of yours?� Madame Collins
asked. She was a tall, stout brown haired woman. Her hair was in a no-nonsense
bun and held with a small cap. She was peering at the Dumbledore brothers over
the top of her small pewter spectacles.

�Our fathers are working on a long-range portkey,� Aberforth
lied. Aberforth and Albus were fortunate enough to have inventors close in the
family. It came in handy often to explain odd behavior or occurrences. �Hannah
has private tutors and would think it would be a laugh to surprise us at
school.�

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The healer tut-tutted at the boys and let them into the
infirmary. Albus quietly prayed for forgiveness and watched as Madame Collins
pulled aside a curtain to show an unconscious girl. He was glad Aberforth was
doing all the talking. At least he hadn�t lied. So far.

The girl had a mass of curly brown hair. It still had small
bits of grass in its tanglShe She must have just arrived. Her skin was fair and
her face pretty. The robes were quite interesting, although a sheet covered her
to her waist.

Albus desperately wished she would wake, but wondered what
mayhem would occur if she talked without him there. Especially if Aberforth
went on with this plan.

�That�s Hannah,� Aberforth said firmly. Albus let out a
breath.

Their father�s experiments involving time were illegal and
the both of the boys knew it. Apparently they had finally worked, since this
girl seemed to have a once-working time traveler and, perhaps was from the
future. They were lucky Aberforth was there to hide the evidence. T wou would
be a lot of questions to answer if he ha.She heard things first. She didn�t even register she had a
body, let alone had eyelids to open. Her ears were working, however and she
could hear plotting.

�Father said to do whatever it takes to keep her from
talking.�

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This did not sound good. Where was she?

�So first we beg, then we bribe.�

�Exactly.�

Oh, for pity�s sake.

She struggled with consciousness and felt her body stirring.

�Go stall Collins,� one of the voices said. �I�ll brief
her.�

Feet echoed away on stone and she opened her eyes, after a
bit of struggle.

A red haired boy sat near her wearing old-fashioned robes, an
antique Gryffindor badge on his breast. His face was good-looking, but
unfamiliar. She reached for her time-turner and it was gone. She went white.

�Please,� said the boy, looking slightly desperate. �My name
is Albus Dumbledore. My brother, Aberforth and I have convinced the authorities
you are our cousin, Hannah, from France.
They think our fathers are developing a long-distance portkey and something
went wrong when you decided to sise ise us at school. You crashed near a Care
of Magical Creatures class. Fifth years. Aberforth was there, thankfully.�

She felt her head swim.

�Where�s the time-turner?� she asked, her tongue feeling
thick and slow.

�Found broken,� Albus said quickly. �Still being developed
in this time. Illegally. By my father and uncle.�

�When am I?� she asked.

�1857,� Albus said quickly as footsteps started hurrying to
them.

Aberforth arrived nearby with a stern-looking woman, wearing
healer�s robes. The girl seemed to relax a bit. Albus waill ill a bit nervous.
This girl could do anything.

�Hello, young lady,� Madame Collins said, in a soft tone.

�Bonjour, Madame,� the girl said. Albus relaxed a bit. �I
apologize for creating such a disturbance.�

�Your name?� Madame Collins asked, patting the girl�s hand
and feeling her forehead.

�Hannah Dumbledore,� the girl said. Albus felt intense
relief. �The model needs work, oui?�

�Well,� said the healer, satisfied thinking the story the
Dumbledore brothers had given her was close enough. �I�ll let you rest a bit.
The Headmaster will want to see you later. Try not to do anything e dan dangero

�Of course,� the girl said, plausibly faking a light accent.
Aberforth was grinning from ear to ear. For some reason, she looked amused at
him. She must be delirious.

Madame Collins strode off to her office and left them alone.

�Thank you,� Albus said, looking genuinely grateful.

�What year are you from?� Aberforth asked, excitedly.

�1997,� Hermione said, groggily. No one had briefed her on
protocol if stranded in history. Maybe disclosing that much was too much.

Maybe she was the reason Dumbledore had such an advantage,
she mused. Because she briefed him on a century of magical advances. This was
madness. And possibly dangerous. How was she going to get home before she
changed things too much? Perhaps she was meant to never go back and she had
never read of a Hannah Dumbledore in any of her books. Damn.

�Incredible,� breathed Aberforth as he stared at her.

�Thank you again, for trusting us,� Albus said, nodding at
her. �Our father has been owled and excuses are being made.�

The girl nodded, looking tired.

�What�s my father�s name?� the girl asked.

�Brian Dumbledore,� Albus said. She smiled wistfully.

�Who are you?� Aberforth asked, sitting on the edge of her
bed.

�Hermione,� the girl said. �I don�t know how much else I
should say. I�m a Seventh Year at Hogs. Is. I use the turner to take multiple
classes. There was a fight in the corridor and I got pushed. I woke up here.�

Albus nodded wonderingly. Wereh thh things common in the
future? Incredible.

�I�m guessing they�ll send someone for me,� Hermione/Hannah
said. �When they figure out where I am.�

�Until then, you�re family,� Aberforth said eagerly. Albus
shot him a look. The girl was pretty and moving. That seemed to sum up his
standards.

Albus would have to keep an eye on her. Crime might be
nearly existent, where she came from. She was very vulnerable.

The girl let out a small laugh and Albus frowned at her. She
seemed to think too many things were funny. She might be reaching hysteria.

�I�m sorry,� she said. �But I�ve just walked into history
and it�s a bit disorienting.�

Albus patted her hand warmly.

�We�ll see what we can do to keep you close by,� Albus said,
shooting a warning look at his brother. �I�m guessing things have changed in 140
years. You might need a little help.�

�Thank you,� Hermione said. �I might have had to make some
quick excuses if you hadn�t showed up.�

�We aided our father as much as you,� Aberforth blurted out.
�The Ministry would use this as an excellent excuse as to why time devices
shouldn�t be made.�

Hermione nodded. She supposed it could be worse.
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