It was a while before she had the courage to use the time-turner again. Perhaps it was courage perhaps it was fear perhaps it was lack of knowledge. She wasn’t sure which one of them came before the other. She knew that the thing she wanted more than anything else was to stop Cedric from being killed. She also knew that my mother had been proud of me for not stopping her death and she let the Potters die but tried to stop it from happening. There were many questions kept appearing in my mind. The biggest of which was would Cedric be the same after having survived? She couldn’t imagine it. She then started to wonder where it had been. She had no idea. She knew it was a graveyard but where? Then she thought about the life she had. Nothing would be the same. I couldn’t risk any of that. Not for anything. Instead she decided to make life a little less painful for people.

One night when she was at Hogwarts took the time-turner out of a box next to her bed, put it over my neck and turned it. She was transported back to the summer of 1995. She was glad for the charts she had made now. It was the day before the final event. She couldn’t help but notice how none of the Durmstrang students were worried about their finalist. She went in dressed as a Hufflepuff student. It was risky put she thought she could pull it off. At least she got to spend a bit of time with him. For some reason, of which she actually knew, he was sneaking off with another person. Can’t imagine who that was.

She got the auditorium, the place positively buzzing with people eager to find out who the next Triwizard Champion would be. She bought some sweets off of Fred and told them that he should make a business out of it. After transfiguring into her final person, she took a place close to Louisa, Amos and Snape. She hadn’t thought through her plan in incredible detail but imagined that the finer points wouldn’t matter too much. Around an hour had passed and both Fleur and Viktor were out of the maze. She watched as “Moody” checked his watch.

“Don’t ask. Take her away now.” She whispered in Snapes ear. She didn’t know if this would work but for some reason Snape stood up, and started pulling his niece to the side-lines.

She then walked towards Moody. “Is it done? Has he returned?”

He looked at her with a strange glimmer on his face. One that she had never seen before.

“Done”

She needn’t have asked because moments later Harry, Cedric and the Goblet landed on the lawn in front of them. The band was playing girls were screaming and Amos was crying. Whilst people were getting organised and Harry was being sorted out, she managed to get to Cedric’s body. she kissed him. Gave him a final farewell and told him many things that she wished she had said before. She looked around, knowing the trouble she had likely caused and ran into the hedge. It wasn’t long before she found herself back home. wishing that life had a different outcome.

She was back home. Tears were streaming down her face and she couldn’t stop them. Her application for the department of mysteries had been accepted and as well as continuing with her general Auror training she now was going to be assigned department of mystery roles. She didn’t know what that meant but hoped it was good. Still she checked everything was in order. Everything still happened the way she remembered. The speed at which she ran had felt as though she was running through air on a portkey. Perhaps she had been and just not realised. The next nay at work she was sat in an office. She went to a large cabinet where records were kept. In it she found the records of births, deaths and marriages of everyone she loved. Nothing had changed. The outcome had remained the same.