the_debt_of_time

softly, an action that, for some reason, unnerved her. He proffered a small bowl filled to
the brim with little sweets.
Mia shook her head politely. "Rufus Scrimgeour. He's here because of the war, isn't
he? Because of the Death Eater raids and Voldemort?"
"While I have, from time to time, sought your opinion on certain matters, mostly
relating to your small circle of friends, I believe we have discussed in the past, Miss Potter,
that the subject of Voldemort is off the table when it comes to you and me," Dumbledore
said in a firm tone, though the smile never left his face.
"But I know how to kill him!" Mia cried in frustration. "I know what he's doing,
and who he's after, and I know that there are students in this very school who are being
recruited, and―"
"We won the war in your timeline?" Dumbledore asked, interrupting her.
"Yes." It had been a conversation that happened repeatedly throughout the years,
though the longer she had been in the 1970's, the more emotional she had become about
her need to try and fix the future. "Yes, we won. He's destroyed completely where I'm
from."
"Then I will not risk losing that final future battle."
You won't even make it to the final battle, Mia thought.
She ground her teeth together hard, trying to force a little physical pain in order to
prevent herself from crying. "We could save so many lives. I've seen the Daily Prophet.
They're killing so many, and my knowledge could stop that from happening."
Dumbledore sighed sadly. "Or it could make things worse. Voldemort could
discover your knowledge and use it against you. Or, as we've spoken about before, nothing
would change except you would personally be harmed and innocents would die regardless.
I must insist that you keep to my rules and not tell anyone anything about the future. I've
already risked too much in the past by asking questions. You have told me that in the future
we have a certain victory, and I am not willing to risk that certainty for anything, Miss
Potter, even if it means my own life."
It will.
"In the end, it's all for the Greater―"
"Don't finish that sentence, sir." Mia raised a finger to stop him from continuing.
Hermione Granger would have been horrified to know that in some world she would have