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Theme # 28: Timeturner

There was a strange haze in the air, like smokes of bluish electricity and the fragrance of unsettled dust after a long spell of rain. Bellatrix Lestrange inhaled deeply, running her hand over the immaculate surface of the shelf in front of her.

Timeturners.
Dozens of them, arranged in clean, spotless rows, their warm, woody-feeling bodies centimetres apart from each other. For a moment, it seemed to hurt, hurt to know what power they held, the power to change the past - her past.

They could take her there, again.

- Into Hogwarts, her year five; into Evan Rosier's arms.