Breaking the rules

As the four made their way to the entrance to Gryffindor Tower, Draco seemed to lag further and further behind. The further they walked the more he seemed to hunch over. Guessing that his back was still really hurting him, Ginny fell back to keep him company while Ron ran ahead with a remarkably determined Narcissa. When they left the dungeon, Ron had given each of the Malfoys one of the Death Eaters wands he had taken, just in case they ran into any nasty surprises. Draco kept glancing at his as they walked.



"What\'s wrong?" Ginny asked after the fourth or fifth time she noticed him looking at the knobby bit of willow in his hand.



"Your brother gave me a wand," he mumbled softly. 



"Well spotted," Ginny couldn\'t help but teasing him.



"This has been the strangest day," he moved to run his fingers through his hair, but they got caught up in a massive tangle of dried blood, "Know any head shaving spells?"



"Even if I did I, wouldn\'t use them on you; your hair\'s too nice" Ginny murmured without thinking. "It\'ll wash out," she smiled reassuringly. 



Draco smiled warmly at her, then shook his head. "I dunno...I think I\'d rather change it. I don\'t want to look like him anymore." This was the first time he\'d mentioned his father, and Ginny couldn\'t resist asking, "Are you okay? About your dad, I mean,"



"He wasn\'t much of a dad," Draco mumbled. "Mum and I...we were coming back to the castle to fight after she told me Harry was alive. Father just wanted to run away."



"Fight?" Ginny stiffened slightly. She had thought he hadn\'t really participated much in the battle. She felt sick at the thought that she might have saved someone who might have hurt or killed someone on her side of the fighting.



"I...this is dumb..." he blushed slightly, "I wanted to make sure Harry killed V-Voldemort. The bastard made my life a living hell since fourth year," he shuddered. "We only stayed in England this long because we knew that he would hunt us down if we deserted. As long as Harry was alive, it seemed like there was a chance he\'d beat V-v-You-know-who eventually. Mum and I have just been trying to stay alive until then, really. When I thought Harry was dead...things seemed hopeless either way. I didn\'t want to stick around another minute, ya know?" He shrugged helplessly. "If I was gonna die either way, I wasn\'t going to pretend to suck up to V-v-You-know-who anymore. But then Mum told me Harry was alive, so I decided it was time to fight the bastard,"



"Oh," Ginny stared at him in disbelief, "I actually thought the other Death Eaters had just turned on you when Voldemort lost," she admitted sheepishly. 



"Well, they sort of caught us before we could really do anything," Draco sighed, "Father could have backed us up...we had gotten a bit separated from him. I tried to fight them off, but he just let them take us. Just like always...putting himself first. He thought he could talk his way out of it," he frowned bitterly. 



"So...wait...did you really warn Neville?" Ginny stopped walking and stared.



"I had to do something," Draco shrugged. "I knew they weren\'t dragging us off for tea. Had to make it worth something,"



"You could\'ve yelled for help," Ginny pointed out as they resumed walking. "Before they dragged you downstairs, I mean."



"Who would\'ve helped us?" He asked flatly, "I\'ve been an absolute git to everyone. Everyone hates me, and rightfully so. Do you think I don\'t know that?"



"I don\'t hate you," Ginny shrugged. He stared at her in obvious disbelief, so she explained, "You saved that Hufflepuff earlier," she shrugged again.



"How did you know about that?" He asked confusedly. 



Thinking hard, she realized that this time around she\'d been busy helping her mother with Fred and had never gone out to the grounds to try to assist others. She let out a sigh of relief that Draco had still found and helped the girl. "Um...I was there the first time," she explained guiltily. "And I also saw you help that Ravenclaw girl last month."



"I know," he admitted, blushing. "I didn\'t want anyone to see that."



"You didn\'t identify Harry, Ron and Hermione at your house in March, either," Ginny continued, giving him a questioning look.



"I couldn\'t," Draco growled vehemently, "Everything I ever did for V-Voldemort was because Father gave me no choice, but I couldn\'t let them kill Harry. It would be like suicide!" he exclaimed, startling her. Lowering his voice, he said, "I heard about the prophecy after Father was arrested at the Ministry. I might be a coward but I\'m not stupid. I told you, for the last few years I\'ve just been trying to keep breathing until Harry could kill him. Besides, I have enough on my conscience after Dumbledore," he sighed heavily and his shoulders drooped.



Ginny cocked her head to one side slightly, "Did you know Snape was a spy? He was working for Dumbledore. Harry and the others only just found out about it tonight. Dumbledore was cursed...dying. He\'d made Snape promise to kill him so you wouldn\'t have to,"



Draco stopped dead in his tracks, "He knew? He knew what I was supposed to do?"



"Dumbledore seemed to know everything," Ginny shrugged. 



Draco shook his head slightly, then yelled, "Why didn\'t he help me then?! I didn\'t want to do any of it but they had my mum! He didn\'t offer to help until it was too bloody late! The Death Eaters were already in the castle!"



Ginny blinked and took a step back. "From what Ron said, Harry\'s pretty upset with him too. He knew all along that Harry would have to die in order for Voldemort to be killed, but he never warned him."



"Miserable, manipulative old bastard!" Draco exclaimed, kicking a chunk of rubble. "He was almost as bad as Voldemort, letting a kid do all the dirty work." 



"It sounds like you had it a little worse than Harry," Ginny shrugged slightly. "I mean, Dumbledore never tortured Harry. Not physically anyway,"



Draco stopped in the act of kicking another piece of debris and laughed bitterly, "Am I dreaming? Did I die? You\'re sympathizing with me?"



Ginny jumped a bit guiltily at the mention of his death, wishing that particular memory would go away. She wondered if the pounding headache all of this was giving her would ever go away or if it was her punishment for messing with the rules of time. "You\'re alive now," she whispered, smiling sheepishly at him.



"Because you saved me," Draco stopped laughing and stared at her. "I mean, you really saved me, didn\'t you? I did die, didn\'t I?" Ginny nodded reluctantly and he stepped closer to her. "And now you\'re being nice to me after everything I\'ve said about your family..." his voice cracked and he lowered his gaze to the floor, looking truly ashamed.



"Your mum saved Harry. Saving you was partially to reward her. She went crazy with grief when you died," Ginny admitted reluctantly, "But I\'m really glad we got to you in time. Not just for your mum\'s sake."



Draco peered up at her through his messy bangs, and smiled slightly before turning abruptly and continuing on toward Gryffindor Tower. "I guess I owe you one. Let\'s go save your boyfriend..."



Ginny fell in beside him as they moved a bit faster than before. She kept catching him glancing at her out of the corner of her eye. Of course, she only caught him because she kept looking at him. She didn\'t really want to analyze her reasons for that, but she couldn\'t stop herself from murmuring, "He\'s not my boyfriend,"



She could have sworn she saw Draco smile for a second before he cleared his throat and drawled, "That\'s too bad. For him..." His fingers brushed over the back of her hand, sending a shiver of energy up her arm, then he grabbed her hand in his and tugged, "Let\'s go catch that bastard Dolohov so we can all get on with our lives,"



Ginny smiled widely as they broke into a jog on the last staircase leading to the Gryffindor dorms.



When they rounded the corner, they found Ron and Narcissa talking to Harry, who was looking a bit disheveled. "There you are," Ron smiled as they approached. 



Harry\'s eyes narrowed as he glanced pointedly at their joined hands, and they quickly stepped apart. "Alive and well, I see," Harry smirked a bit nastily at Draco.



"You too," Draco\'s mouth twitched into his usual sneer but he forced it into a more polite smile after only a brief struggle. 



"Be nice," Ginny ordered.



"I\'m always nice," Harry muttered, "I\'m Harry Potter. Hero of the Wizarding world and all that, right?"



Ginny raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ron, who was frowning slightly. "Any sign of that prick Dolohov?"



"Nope," Harry answered, popping the P sound exaggeratedly. "I woke up to Ron banging on the portrait like the bloody world\'s coming to an end. As if I couldn\'t handle one stupid Death Eater." He smirked again, rolling his eyes. 



"He\'s more dangerous than you think," Ron mumbled. "Seriously, he killed you, Harry. And Draco, Lucius and Hermione."



Narcissa gasped upon hearing for the first time that Draco had died, but Harry burst out laughing. "Not yet, he hasn\'t. If you\'ll excuse me, I\'m going back to bed," he chuckled, rolling his eyes.



"Harry, you need to take this seriously," Ginny scolded.



"Oh, I\'m taking it very seriously, I assure you," Harry smiled sarcastically. "Good luck hunting cockroaches..." he snickered before stepping back through the portrait hole. "You kids have fun now," he added with a mocking wink just as it closed.



Ginny\'s heart skipped, then began pounding, "Ron...did I ever tell you Dolohov\'s animagus form is a cockroach?" She asked softly.



Ron shook his head absently, then his eyes widened. "Fuck!"



Narcissa, who had been quietly observing with a slightly perplexed expression suddenly exclaimed. "He\'s already sent Harry with the aurors! He got up here sooner than the first time around because you two interrupted him downstairs!"



Draco gasped, then turned and ran toward the stairs.



"Where are you going?" Ron yelled.



"He has to turn himself in or they\'ll never believe Harry!" Ginny gasped. "They\'ll kill him again!"



"Gin, if he turns himself in, those aurors might just kill him this time around!" Ron blurted.



"The letter!" Ginny exclaimed, "I\'ll show them the letter! And you need to find a way to break down that door..."



Ron grinned. "I was thinking a window might be easier...Accio broom! Accio any bloody broom!" He yelled, snapping his fingers impatiently. 



Hermione\'s bag, which Ginny had forgotten she was holding, shook violently and Harry\'s Firebolt suddenly flew out, followed by Ron\'s Cleansweep. Grabbing the Firebolt, Ginny said, "Sorry, but this might come in handy,"



"Just go!" Ron nodded, jumping on the Cleansweep and offering his hand to Narcissa, who climbed on behind him as if she\'d been riding brooms her whole life. 



They must have looked as shocked as they felt because she giggled, "I was a chaser for four years before Lucius and I got engaged."



Ron shrugged and muttered, "Hold on then...Bombarda!" He shouted, blasting a hole in the wall of the castle and flying outside with Narcissa clinging to the back of his shirt.



Ginny stared after them for a moment, then shook herself and jumped on the Firebolt, taking off down the hallway after Draco. Somewhat impressively, he\'d made it all the way down to the third floor before she caught up. "Draco! Get on!" She pulled to a stop beside him and he climbed on behind her.



"Go!" He panted, wrapping his arms around her. 



Trying to ignore how nice it felt to have him plastered against her back, Ginny guided the broom down the last few flights of stairs. They found Professor McGonagall standing in the entrance to the Great Hall, peering up the stairs, probably having heard Ron\'s spell. When she saw them, she frowned disapprovingly, "What in the world is going on up there?"



"Did the aurors leave with Harry yet?" Ginny demanded, ignoring her question for now as they leapt from the broom.



"Harry? No..." McGonagall frowned confusedly, "It was Draco Malfoy they took. Harry turned him in..."



"I\'m Draco!" Draco snapped, pushing his blood soaked hair away from his face. 



Ginny squinted at him and realized that with all the blood in his hair, and his face covered in bruises, he really was fairly unrecognizable. "Sorry if this hurts..." she murmured before raising her wand, "Tergeo! Scourgify!" There was nothing she could do about the bruises, but the two cleansing spells removed all of the blood from Draco\'s hair and McGonagall gasped.



"Y-you\'re here?" She stammered, her eyes wide. "Then who was..."



"Harry! He even told you he wasn\'t Draco! He was telling the truth, but you didn\'t listen!" Ginny growled at the older woman. "When did they leave?"



"It was Harry?" McGonagall whispered, her lips trembling. 



"How long ago, Professor?" Draco snapped impatiently. 



"T-ten minutes," the professor answered reluctantly. 



"Fuck!" Ginny cursed. "Is Kingsley still here?"



"What? Oh, yes. The aurors are still rounding up Death Eaters. Kingsley is coordinating the search from the Headmaster\'s office," McGonagall pointed upwards, then turned to frown at Draco, "You and your family are on the wanted list. Where are your parents?"



"My father is dead," Draco replied quietly, "I\'m turning myself in, but my Mum didn\'t do anything!"



"So you say," McGonagall raised an eyebrow dubiously, "I\'m afraid I can\'t let you out of my sight, Mr. Malfoy," she sighed, stepping toward him.



"I told you, I\'m turning myself in, but we\'ve gotta stop those aurors first! Let\'s go, Ginny..."



"Immobulus!" McGonagall blurted. Draco went rigid, frozen in his tracks. "You\'re not going anywhere!" 



"We don\'t have time to argue!" Ginny wailed, "Those aurors are gonna kill Harry!"



"Let\'s not be over dramatic..." McGonagall snorted. "They\'re just taking him to the Ministry. Everything will get sorted out there..."



"Not if the dementors get peckish on the way, and they will!" Ginny cried. "Please send Kingsley a message. Tell him Draco is here and the aurors have taken Harry by mistake. He was polyjuiced by Antonin Dolohov to look like Draco. Those aurors are going to get him killed if they don\'t stop using him as a human punching bag and send the dementors away as soon as possible! Paul Robertson has already tortured Harry...he needs to be stopped!"



"How do you know all this?" McGonagall whispered, looking very flustered.



"It\'s a long story," Ginny sighed. "Please, Professor. Obviously, Draco is right here. I\'m telling you, the aurors have Harry."



"Alright," McGonagall nodded vaguely. Waving her wand around, she summoned her patronus. Kneeling in front of the little silver cat, she whispered her instructions and it leapt into the air, disappearing into the ceiling.



"Thank you, Ginny sighed with relief, "I just hope we\'re in time,"



Suddenly, Ron\'s terrier patronus shot down the stairs, running straight up to Ginny, "We caught him but he already cut Hermione! I\'m taking her to St Mungo\'s, but...Narcissa says it\'s no good. She says we need to go back again. It\'s the only way..."



"No!" Ginny gasped, "No!" She screamed furiously and shook her fists. Turning on McGonagall, she shouted, "Please let him go," she grabbed Draco\'s wrist."I need to get up to Gryffindor Tower, but I can\'t leave him here. If you let the aurors take him, he might die. Please,"



McGonagall\'s mouth tightened, and Ginny thought for a moment that she would refuse. Then she flicked her wand at Draco and murmured, "Finite incantatum."



Draco went slightly limp and inhaled loudly.



"Come on!" Ginny gave him no time to recover, tugging on his arm and jumping on the broom. Once he\'d climbed on, she flew out the front door and raced around the side of the castle until she found the broken window at the top of Gryffindor tower. Easing her way through the frame, she landed the broom and found Dolohov tied up on the floor, unconscious. Narcissa stood over him in tears. "What happened?!"



"He knew you were on to him," she exclaimed, "When we came in, he had her on the bed. He\'d already cut her."



"How bad did he cut her?" Draco asked worriedly, obviously unaware of the implications. 



"It doesn\'t matter. He had a cursed knife," Ginny whispered. "It\'s supposed to cause severe pain and death. There\'s no counter curse. It\'s what he used on you. Before."



Narcissa gasped at this news, and began crying harder.



"She\'ll die?" Draco whispered. "She\'s gonna die instead of me?"



"Not instead of you..." Ginny shook her head. It would be pointless to point out they had both died the first time. Glancing down at the time turner around her neck, she smiled and said, "Not at all!" 



Before they could react, she gave the hourglass a half turn. Nothing happened, so she gave it a full turn. Nothing happened. "No! Come on! It has to work!"



"What\'s wrong?" Draco asked worriedly. 



"I don\'t know," Ginny moaned, trying again.



"You\'re already outside your own original timeline..." Draco said, frowning thoughtfully. "You can\'t go back again in the same period,"



Draco quickly pulled the time turner from around her neck and looped it around his own, "I\'ll go."



"That won\'t work...the time turner is outside its own timeline too," Ginny snorted scornfully. 



"Wanna bet?" Draco shot back. "I think it\'s just you that can\'t go back within this time frame. I\'m going. Granger is dying and I\'m not letting that happen-" 



"Wait!" Narcissa yelled. "You can\'t do it. You had to turn yourself in to save Harry. They had to see that you\'re really here and they have Harry. If you come up here instead of turning yourself in, Harry might die. Give it to me," she ordered, holding out her hand.



Draco hesitated, then removed the time turner and handed it over. Narcissa draped it around her neck, smiled nervously, turned the hourglass and disappeared. 



Ginny stared at the spot for a moment, waiting for her memories to change. Suddenly, a splitting pain shot through her head and everything began to spin. Crying out, she fell to her knees, clutching her head in her hands. A dull roaring sound began pouring out of the walls, floor and ceiling and she closed her eyes, wondering if she was going to die.



Then, she gradually became aware that Ron and McGonagall were there, too. Ron was also on the floor, screaming. As the roaring faded and the room slowly stopped spinning, his screams also quieted. 



"Ginny? Ginny, can you hear me?" To her surprise it was Hermione\'s voice gently murmuring in her ear. 



Forcing her eyes open, she blinked at the sight of her friend kneeling on the floor beside her. Looking beyond Hermione, she saw Draco gently shaking Ron\'s shoulder. Sitting up, Ginny looked around the room, "Where\'s Narcissa?"



"Hmmm?" Hermione frowned, "She was right here a second ago..." Ginny looked around wildly and spotted Dolohov lying on the floor. He was unconscious and wrapped up in ropes, just like before, "Did he pull a knife on you?"



"No," Hermione shook her head. "He burst in here and started flailing around like he was fighting something, then Ron and Narcissa burst in and knocked him out. Ron sent a patronus to tell you everything was okay, but as soon as you walked in here, you and Ron fell down screaming."



"Ron? Where\'s Narcissa?" Ginny frowned. 



"I don\'t know. She was here..." Ron shrugged confusedly. 



Draco walked over and looked out the broken window, then shook his head, "She\'s gotta be around somewhere."



"Wait. Is that a time turner?" McGonagall asked sharply, pointing at Ginny\'s neck.



Hermione gasped, "Is that my time turner?!" 



"Oh, yeah...um...Kingsley had to send us back to fix a few things. Dolohov killing you, Draco & Harry, among other things," Ginny explained quietly.



"Why do we care if he killed Draco?" Hermione asked, then glanced at Draco and winced, "Sorry, I mean..."



"I understand," Draco shrugged sheepishly. 



"It\'s a long story, but anyway, we didn\'t manage to catch him when we saved the Malfoys, so we had to split up. Ginny and Draco went to save Harry and I came up here with Narcissa to stop Dolohov," Ron explained groggily, finally sitting up. Glancing at Ginny, he asked, "Did you save Harry?"



"Uh...we sent a message to Kingsley," she said, "Then we got your message and came up here." Ginny frowned. They\'d been successful, but something seemed off. Glancing at Hermione, she had a strange feeling like her friend wasn\'t really safe, even though Dolohov was incapacitated.



"What the hell has been going on here?" Kingsley\'s voice rang out as he stepped into the room. Turning to McGonagall, he said, "I got your message, and we intercepted the auror team that was supposedly on the way to London with Draco Malfoy. He was claiming to be Harry Potter, just as you said. The polyjuice wore off a few minutes ago."



"Is he okay?" Ginny asked anxiously. 



"Not entirely, but he will be," Kingsley nodded. "I had him transferred to St Mungo\'s. Seems he was somehow, accidentally beaten to a pulp by a couple of now former aurors,"



Hermione gasped at this, "They beat him? I wanna go to him. Right now!" She scowled at Kingsley.



"That\'s fine. We may have some questions for you later," he nodded agreeably.



"You may use the floo in the Headmaster\'s office," McGonagall offered. "I\'ll leave Mr. Malfoy to you, Kingsley." Hermione grabbed her wand from the nightstand and the two women left the room.



After they left, Kingsley turned on Ginny, "You could get in very serious trouble for using that, young lady," he scolded, pointing at the time turner.



"It was your idea, mate!" Ron snorted. Receiving a dark look from the older man, he swallowed nervously and stammered, "I meant \'It was your idea, Sir.\' It was your idea. Show him the letter, Gin!"



Ginny slapped herself on the forehead and pulled out the letter, eagerly handing it to Kingsley. Looking at the seal on the folded parchment, his frown turned to surprise and he quickly ripped it open. After reading it over carefully, he looked up with a sheepish grin. 



"Alright. It was my idea," he conceded. Glancing at Draco, he said, "Apparently, in the original future, I believed that you and your mother should be pardoned for any role you had in the war." 

Draco gasped. 



"Did anything happen since you came back that should make me reconsider that opinion?" Kinsley asked, looking back and forth between Ron and Ginny. 



"No," Ron shook his head immediately. "They helped catch Dolohov and he did risk turning himself in to save Harry," he added, gesturing at Draco with his thumb. 



"Draco told me they were going to fight against Voldemort when Dolohov caught them. He doesn\'t even have a Dark Mark." Ginny chimed in.



"I did," Draco whispered. "Father forced us to take them. They disappeared when V-Voldemort died." Swallowing nervously, he turned to Kingsley, and added, "I think you should know that no one is marked now. That might complicate your search. I\'d be happy to give you a list of names, though,"



"Actually, several Death Eaters do still have marks," Kingsley smiled at him approvingly, "The mark only seems to have disappeared from those who took it unwillingly and never committed any serious crimes under Voldemort\'s orders. It seems to have stuck about, so to speak, on his true followers. Very handy, really. It makes it easier to know who to pardon. Like you."



Draco blinked, then smiled hopefully, "Does this mean it\'s over? I-I\'m free?" He looked so surprised and relieved that Ginny had to smile



"Yes. I\'m willing to overlook your mother\'s little disappearing act since she was key to Harry\'s victory." Kingsley nodded.



Ginny sighed with relief but she couldn\'t ignore a niggling feeling that something wasn\'t right. 



Kingsley moved toward Dolohov and flicked his wand, muttering, "Mobilicorpus!" The unconscious Death Eater drifted into the air and Kingsley guided him out the door with another flick of his wrist. "Ron and Ginny, both of you should stay here until after 1:10. I\'ll make sure your past selves leave on this little trip so there\'s no paradox. I happen to know your whole family is at St. Mungo\'s with Fred. Seems he was miraculously saved from an exploding wall by a well placed shielding spell? It\'s funny there was nothing about him in my letter..."



"Remarkably good timing," Ron smiled guiltily. "Couldn\'t resist."



"I don\'t blame you, but you should avoid yourselves until the time loop is closed. All kinds of bad things can happen when you mess with time." Kingsley warned, "You\'re lucky nothing went wrong considering how many things you\'ve changed." Glancing at his watch, he said, "Why don\'t you get some rest, and I\'ll have someone wake you so you can head to St Mungo\'s at one o\'clock so your family doesn\'t freak when your doubles disappear."



"Will they disappear or will we?" Ron asked.



"They will, Ron," Ginny rolled her eyes. "Harry and Hermione remember saving Sirius. It was the original...them...that disappeared,"



"What if we don\'t send the other us back?" Ron asked curiously. 



Ginny glanced at Kingsley, who shook his head, "Maybe you\'d be twins," he chuckled, winking mischievously. 



Ron\'s jaw dropped, and Draco murmured, "That could be interesting..."



Ginny raised an eyebrow questioningly, and he grinned playfully and wiggled his eyebrows. Blushing hotly, Ginny lowered her gaze to her hands. "So, um, yeah. We\'ll go to Mungo\'s at one and either replace or meet our twins," she nodded to Kingsley, who was shaking with laughter.



"Alright." Kingsley chuckled. Turning to Draco, he said, "Speaking of St Mungo\'s, you ought to head over there. No offense but you look like you got run over and dragged by the Knight Bus." Draco snorted. "No, really. It happens more than you\'d think. The last guy actually looked better than you, though. Come with me, I\'ll make sure no one harasses you."



Draco glanced at Ginny, looking like he wanted to say something. Ron suddenly spoke up, "We\'ll come see you, mate. If we don\'t catch you there, we\'ll come to the Manor, okay?"



Ginny smiled softly at her brother, then turned to Draco, who looked utterly flabbergasted. "Go get checked out. Get your teeth fixed at least. We\'ll find you," she promised. 



"O-okay," he stammered finally, smiling shyly. "I might just go to the Cauldron after though. I don\'t really want to go back to the Manor," he admitted quietly. "Especially if my mum doesn\'t show up."



Kingsley nodded his head toward the door and Draco followed him a bit reluctantly. 



As soon as they were gone, Ron turned to Ginny and smirked.



"What?" Ginny asked suspiciously. 



"Oh, nothing," Ron grinned. Lying down on one of the beds, he said, "I don\'t know about you, but I\'m going to get some sleep." Within seconds he was snoring loudly.



Ginny walked over to Parvati\'s bed (judging by the pictures on the nightstand) and laid down, feeling a little too weird at the thought of sleeping on the bed Hermione had once died on. Snuggling into the pillows, she quickly drifted off to sleep, dreaming about gray eyes gazing anxiously into her own.



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AN - A few things...I know time turners don\'t work quite this way, but there wouldn\'t be a story if they didn\'t go back and change things from how they remember it the first time. Believe me, I tried. Also, I know there is a huge paradox here...it WILL come back to bite them eventually. There\'s only one more chapter to this story but I\'m over halfway through a sequel that deals with the mess they\'ve created.