"What happens to the person we show this tape to?" The little boy asked. His mom didn't answer.

"Harry, we went to the wrong place again!"

The mother and son turned to the two people who just appeared in the room.

"Who are you?" The mother asked.

"No one." Hermione was just about to activate the time turner again when the woman stopped them.

"Hey, why don't you two come over to my house and rest? I'm sure you're tired from your travels. Where are you from? Maine?"

Harry and Hermione looked down at their strange attire. Not muggle clothing in the least.

"Uh, sure," Harry said.

"What's it like in Stephen King Country?" The little boy asked.

"Speaking of Stephen King..." Hermione pointed to the time turner as the four started to leave the room. Harry nodded.

"Definitely," he whispered.

"Comfortable?" The woman, who Harry and Hermione found out was named Rachel, asked.

"Yes, very." Hermione said, a warm cup of hot chocolate in her hands.

"Why don't we watch a movie?" Rachel put a tape into the VCR and pressed the play button.

Roughly a few minutes later...

Harry and Hermione stared at the screen in horror, wondering if the woman had lost her mind.

Then the phone rang.

"Harry, could you be a dear and answer that for me?"

Harry reluctantly picked up the phone. Before he even said anything, a raspy voice said "seven days".

"I think it's time for us to leave," Hermione said, taking out the time turner.

"Wait, I'm sorry. Let me explain."

Harry and Hermione reluctantly sat down and listened to Rachel's tale.

"Don't worry," Hermione assured after it was all over. "We'll go back and make sure this never happened in the first place."

"Well, now we have three things to do," Harry sighed. "Kill Voldemort, make sure Stephen King never writes It, and make sure Samara doesn't get thrown into a well."

"Before you go, come with me and we can make a copy, just in case."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other. They didn't want to show the tape to anyone, but if they couldn't save Samara in seven days, then they would need more time. And it wouldn't matter anyways. The tape wouldn't even exist when they were done.

"Okay," they both said simultaneously.

Armed with the tape and their magical time turner, Hermione and Harry set off again. This time, they were on a mission. Three missions, and they were about to get one more.

They ended up in a forest, and not any forest they knew. They came across a girl.

"Who are you?" Harry asked.

"My name is Lucedi Dio," the girl said in a thick German accent. "I noticed that you were using a magical item that allows you to travel through worlds. I need your help."

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