Time After Time
Fic by MuseQ
Disclaimer--Don't own 'em. Don't own anything.
Chapter 1- The Gift
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Date-December 13, 1977
"You wanted to see me, professor?"
A very young and less grey Remus Lupin stood in front of a slightly younger Dumbledore (all from what we remember, at least) in his office, having been excused from his class for a rather important announcement.
"Yes, and I believe I still do." He leaned in his chair, hands folded, eyes sparkling. "First of all, I would like to congratulate you."
Remus pulled up a distant chair and sat, puzzled. "For what, exactly?"
Dumbledore smiled. "For your outstanding test scores on the OWLS, and on the pre-NEWTS you have requested. I have to say I am honored to be headmaster of such a bright and advanced student."
Remus felt a bit uncomfortable. Not that he protested, mind you. This treatment was much better than Sirius' and James' constant bickering on his part. He smiled also. "Thank you very much, professor."
Dumbledore obliged the thanks with a nod and cleared his throat. "Now, for the sole reason you have come." He made a gesture to bend down to one of his drawers, but thought better of it. "Mr. Lupin," he said with a mysterious smile, "what do you know of time travel?"
Remus seemed taken aback, but responded nontheless. "Well, I do know it is a very dangerous procedure. Even more for the past than the future. Sometimes both. I remember doing a report for Professor Binns on different time-traveling mechanisms, and very few thru ought history have been proved to actually be safe."
Dumbledore pulled a laminated file from under a few scattered parchments and gently placed it in front of Remus. "Is this, by chance, the very report? If it is, Remus, then we have some serious planning to do."
Remus leaned forward and looked at his history paper, then to Dumbledore. "This is my paper, but what plans will we make from this?"
Dumbledore's eyes seemed to sparkle a bit more brightly at that point as he finally reached down into a cabinet drawer and pulled out a book sized leather chest. He placed it in front of Remus and smiled. "I have heard Professor McGonagall chattering on about your interests in taking an extra amount of classes for this years' curriculum, as she equally believes in your brightness, but she complained of the limited amount of time you will have to take so many classes each day."
"What are you getting at?"
Dumbledore leaned back once again. "Open the chest."
Remus obliged. Inside was a necklace; a particularly long gold chain with a small charmed hourglass dangling from it. Remus studied it carefully. "What is this, professor?" Dumbledore laughed.
"Such a smart lad, yet you are unwilling to read the Daily Prophet, eh? Six years ago, the wizards working on ancient means of time-travel at a German university came across an ancestor of this,"-he gestured to the necklace-"and so they began work on a descendant of it. That, young Remus, is what you are holding."
"But what does it do?"
"Well, with this-" There was a knock at the door. Dumbledore quickly rose to meet it, as if it was expected despite his current guest. He opened it cautiously to seclude the stranger from Remus and stepped into the staircase. Remus caught Dumbledore saying phrases like 'glad to see you in one piece', or 'a quarter turn should do it, just like before I suppose' , but not enough to figure out who it was.
After a few minutes, Dumbledore returned to the room and closed the door. "A rather confused lad. But I sent him on his way, no less. And where were we?"
"You were telling me it's purpose."
"Ah, yes. With this necklace, Remus, you are able to travel to the past or future at will."
"At will? It is that easy?"
His eyes sparkled once more, "Of course. And also, despite your deep Mauderer spirit, I am letting you have the honors of using it because of my trust of you."
Remus gaped at him. "Your giving it to me?!"
"Lending it, dear boy, so your extra classes may be taken. Remember, what I am letting you do is strictly illegal by the ministry. Perhaps, some day, it's use will be legallized, but for now, you must not whisper even a sound of this to anyone, unless he/she is most trusted by your heart."
"Yes, sir." Remus muttered, still awed by the small object in his hand.
"Now," Dumbledore straightened and pulled out his wand. "I believe our meeting has come to a conclusion. I will escort you back to your class if you like. I haven't had an opportunity to stretch my legs since breakfast."
Remus nodded. "That would be fine...er, proffesor, may I ask you a question?"
"Certainly." They began to walk out of the room and down the staircase.
"Well, I don't mean to be rude, but who was at the door while we were talking?"
Dumbledore abruptly stopped walking. "Of course!" He quickly looked at his watch (the same one with twelve or so hands but in better condition). Thank you, Remus, I have almost forgotten."
"What?"
"Please, Remus, quickly take out the time-turner." Remus obliged and reached into hi collar to find it dangling on his chest. Dumbledore took it into his slim fingers and allowed Remus to study it.
"The time-turner is functioned by the bottom-half of the hour glass. It turns counter-clockwise to see yesterdays and clockwise to gain tomorrows. One full turn is a complete hour, yet by using a certain spell the hours can be sped to years, increasing it's power a thousand-fold." Remus looked a bit too exited, so he quickly added, "But, for your benefit and mine, you will not be learning that spell."
"Now, listen carefully: when i tell you to, turn the bottom half-sphere one-quarter rotation counter-clockwise, and I will see you momentarily."
"What? You mean I'm trying it now?"
"Yes, of course! Just to see if it works. Ready?"
Remus tried to fight off the sickening feeling in his stomach, like the kind you get during apparition training when you are worried you will appear without your legs, or something of the sort. "Oh, wait!" Remus remembered a small detail. "You never answered my question."
"What was that? Oh yes...if you must know, that was you, approximately fifteen minutes from the future. Now, off you go!"
Remus didn't hesitate. He took a deep breath and turned the little charm ever so slightly. He felt a sudden rush of air as the corridor began to swirl into blurred colors. An odd jerk at hi naval began his first voyage through time. It wasn't very long at all; as soon as he began to get queezy, he slowed down, and his feet were on solid grown once more.
"M-Merlin's beard..." He sighed indignantly. "How fascinating..." It took him a minute to realize where he landed. He was on the top step of Dumbledore's staircase! 'Coincidence?' He thought, as he knocked politely, almost feeling like he did a double-take. Dumbledore appeared in front of him, and, to his astonishing bewilderment, he saw himself sitting in front of the desk! Shaking out of that particular shock, he turned back to Dumbledore, who was smiling very widely at him.
"Ah, Mr. Lupin!" His voice was almost to a whisper at his name. "I am most glad to see you in one piece." He stepped outside the door and shut it. "I am very pleased with your bravery in this part, but you must not waste time here." He managed a small chuckle. "A quarter turn clockwise should do it, just like before, I suppose. See you in a while." With that, he returned to the other Remus in his office.
As he did before, yet now with a bit more confidence, Remus carefully turned the hourglass.
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~~MuseQ