This time, he instantly knew exactly where they had arrived. They were in Malfoy Manor, in a spare bedroom in a distant wing he rarely used. His Granger was standing in the confines of the Time Turner’s chain with him, while Another Granger was standing alone in the middle of the room wearing some kind of uniform, serviceable and plain, a deep red color with flowing skirts. What was she doing at Malfoy Manor? As the clock on the wall clicked over to half seven, a table appeared in the center of the room. Other Granger took a deep breath... and bent over the table.3