Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter it's owned and written by the brilliant J.K. Rowling

This is my first fan fic guys enjoy!Tresa

Harry sat lonely at the Gryffindor table, eating in almost silence as the other students chattered loudly. Suddenly Ron Weasley walks in and gets a standing ovation from the Gyffindors, having just won another Quidditch match against Slytherin.

Ron walks over by Harry and sits down noisely clutching food and bottles of butterbeer in his hands. "Harry mate cheer up!" the red head shouted. "We just won another match! Here!" he threw a butterbeer at Harry quickly. Harry caught it and drunk it immediately as if he were in a hurry.

"Harry you alright?" Ron asked warily only just noticing Harry's quietness.

"Yeah great!" Harry said plainly."Now that my life's a bloody wreck."

Ron glanced at him hard, his grin falling instantly off his face. "Harry" he said nearly in a whisper."Harry you can't just... just go on living like this, we're sixth years now, and me and Hermione are prefects and your umm.. a bloody brilliant Quidditch player!" Ron said hopefully.

"I'll see you back in the common room." Harry said quickly and dashed from the table leaving Ron on his own. Harry ran towards the corridor his mind filled with thoughts of Sirus, Voldermort and the one thing he couldn't understand Hermione and Luna Loovegood. Harry continued walking down the long corridor until he heard voices nearby. By instinct Harry hid from view .

The voices were none other than Proffesor Snape and Proffesor Dumbledore. "Should we tell him?" Snape's voice asked. Harry caught a peek at him, his hair greasier than ever in the afternoon sunlight.

"Severus, the Time Turner is locked away I assure you" Profesor Dumbledore said his voice calm and still. Harry had no idea what they were talking about, but Harry remembered the Time Turner. Harry couldn't forgotten how it saved Sirius. All of sudden a pair of hands grabbed his shoulders.
Harry jumped up quickly sending shivers all over his body. Harry turned to find Hermione Granger standing beside him. "Oh sorry about that, I just needed to talk to you"she said in a soft tone. Harry caught his breath then smiled slightly."It's okay Hermione, what's up?" Harry asked.

"Oh, Harry!" Hermione nearly broke down in tears, her hand clinging to his shoulder. Harry wasn't expecting this breakdown so he politely patted her on the back. "Harry! Today's been awful, my grades are slipping, my wands going awry, and this.. bloody Potions paper!" Hermione whined.

Harry had never seen Hermione in this kind of state she was always so calm and put together, her behavoir was quite unusual. Suddenly Hermione stopped crying immediately as if on cue then wiped her eyes. "I'm..I'm sorry Harry I don't know what came over me, I've got to go!" Hermione said quickly nearly running to get away from him.

Harry tried to call out for her but she was already gone. Harry had now reached an all time low, he felt that things were all his fault and they weren't going to get better. Harry started to walk away until something caught his eye, a glittering necklace of some sort. Harry recognized it immediately and picked it up. It was none other than the Time Turner. Harry was confused because he had just heard Dumbledore assure Snape it had been locked away. Out of curiousity Harry slipped it on and found himself going out of the present and into the past.