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A/N: This entire story has been edited! I wrote it two years ago, and I saw some spots where I could improve things. I'm very sorry, but not everything is in sync with book 5. But I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

TIME-TURNERS CAN SURE BE TRICKY

Chapter 1: Here we go again...

"Ugh, we have potions first," said Ron, looking at his course schedule with great dislike.

"Oh, great. Somehow, Snape will manage to take away a hundred points from Gryffindor..." said Harry. Harry had started to mutilate his eggs, picturing each of them to have Snape's ugly face.

"Look, mail's here," said Hermione, diverting Harry's attention away from his eggs.

Hundreds of owls swooped down into the Great Hall, carrying letters and parcels. Ron looked over at the Slytherin table. Harry and Hermione followed suit. They could see Malfoy smirking at them as he opened his usual packages of sweets from home.

They eventually turned away when Harry noticed something in Hermione's bowl of porridge.

"Er, Hermione? I think you've got a letter." He took it out of the bowl and wiped it on the tablecloth. Then he handed it to Hermione.

"Oh, thanks, Harry," replied Hermione.

Neville had just come down for breakfast, and was about to sit in his seat. Problem was, something was already occupying it. It was a parcel.

"Hermione? Um, is this yours?" he asked.

"Oh, yes, thank you, Neville," replied Hermione. Suddenly, a barn owl came swooping in, and landed a rather large package on Neville's head.

"Are you alright, Neville?" asked Hermione worriedly.

"Yes, I'm fine," replied Neville. He sat down and started to hum to himself with a strange look upon his face.

"Neville? Aren't you going to eat anything?" asked Harry.

"Oh no. I'm deathly allergic to socks," he said rather vaguely.

"Perhaps you should go see Madam Pomfrey, Neville," Hermione suggested.

"Don't worry about me, Jennifer," he replied. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at him with great concern.

"Are you sure you're okay?" asked Harry.

"Oh, quit worrying, Jason!" he cried. Some students turned around to see what was going on. Fred and George got up.

"Come on Neville. Let's go to the Hospital Wing," said George, grabbing his arm.

"Fine then. Just make sure you water the plants while I'm gone," Neville replied. Fred and George went with him just incase Neville went mad or something. (They also saw this as an opportunity to launch a few dungbombs into Filch's office)

Then Hermione remembered her letter. She ripped it open and read it. Grinning, she said, "I'll see you at Potions," and dashed off.

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Potions went horrible as usual. When they entered, Snape gave Harry the look of loathing he had always reserved for him.

"Class, today you will be brewing a Levitating Potion. You will be testing your potions on your partners," said Snape quietly. He began to write the ingredients on the board. Harry's potion didn't turn out as well as he had hoped. The potion was supposed to be a light shade of blue, whereas Harry's had become a bubbling green mess. Harry wasn't exactly keen on giving the potion to Ron. Snape smirked, and gave him a zero for the day's lesson.

Glad to be out of the dungeons, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked off to their Care of Magical Creatures class. Then, suddenly, Hermione's bag split open. Harry wasn't surprised. There had to be at least a dozen books in her bag.

"Oh no! Not again!" she cried, hastily picking up her books.

"Here, we'll help," said Harry. He wiped off some ink off her History of Magic book with his sleeve.

Ron, picked up a rather large book on Muggle Studies. "Muggle Studies? Hermione, I thought you gave this up!" He looked at her suspiciously.

"Um, well, you see..." started Hermione.

"Arithmancy? Ancient Runes?" said Harry, holding up two books. "Hermione, how would you have time for all this?"

Then it hit him.

"Hermione, you're not..." said Harry, with the same suspicious look as Ron.

"...Are you?" asked Ron.

"Oh, all right, I'll admit it, I'm taking all of the classes again," said Hermione. "Except Divination, of course." She added. She continued to pick up her books. Then she took out her wand, pointed at the bag, and muttered "Reparo."

"So that thing you got in the mail today was a-a..."said Harry.

"-Time-Turner?" said Ron.

"Yes," said Hermione, as she started shoving books into her newly repaired bag. Suddenly her expression changed from irritated to worried. "Wait a minute. WHERE IS IT?" Hermione cried. She looked all around the corridor, but the Time-Turner was nowhere in sight. Some students were coming up the stairs.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? It's Potty, Weasel and Mudblood," said the cold, drawling voice of Draco Malfoy.

"Shove off, Malfoy," said Ron, clenching his teeth, and obviously trying to keep himself from socking Malfoy. And, just to be safe, Harry and Hermione grabbed his robes to keep him from getting up.

"Fine," said Malfoy. He started to walk away.

"Wow, it worked!" Ron exclaimed happily. But Harry knew that there was no way Malfoy would go away that easily.

"Then again," said Malfoy, turning around with the same glint in his cold gray eyes. "Granger might need this back." He held up the Time-Turner.

"Please give that back," said Hermione, reaching for it. Malfoy snatched it away.

"Nah, I think I'll keep it," Malfoy sneered.

"I bet the stupid prat doesn't even know what it is," Ron whispered.

"Give it here, Malfoy," said Harry. He held out his hand, waiting for Malfoy to return it.

Suddenly, Fred, George and Neville walked past, coming back from the Hospital Wing. Neville appeared to be sane again, and Fred and George held detention slips in their hands.

"What's going on?" asked George, grinning. "Is this a party?"

"Malfoy won't give Hermione her Time-Turn—uh, oops, er, I mean, her project...back," said Ron. 'Phew, close one,' he thought. Harry and Hermione gave him warning looks. Ron grinned guiltily.

"You want this back, Granger?" said Malfoy maliciously. "Then CATCH!" Malfoy threw the Time-Turner into the air. It spun over and over again. All seven of them tried to catch it at the same time. And before it hit the ground, they touched it at the exact same moment.

Alright! Chapter One! Tell me how you liked it by writing a review! Have a nice day! =)