This article comes to you from the past. 1995 to be exact.
I am in so much trouble. I was just trotting down the hall, minding my own business, when some brat decided it was a good idea to try to choke me with a chain. Before my beagle self had the chance to turn and snarl at the demon, the hallway started spinning around me.
When it stopped, the student was nowhere in sight so I decided to continue trotting to the Slytherin Common Room. The entrance let me in like normal - though given the fact that I am not in the right time I don't understand how it knew to let me in, and I was confronted with an empty common room. The only thing different from the look of the normal common room was homework and books spread across the coffee table in front of the fire.
Must resist doggy instincts. Must resist doggy instincts.
I failed.
Without my command, my beagle body went rushing to the parchment spread across the table and my teeth began to chew through it.
I don't know how long I was at it, but it must have been a while since the next thing I knew there was someone screeching in my ears and lifting me by the scruff of my neck. OK, ow!
I am turned to face the human picking me up and it is Hermione Granger in a green and silver tie. What the?!
I didn't have time to contemplate this further before I realized that this meant I ate Hermione Granger's homework.
She is going to kill me!
OK, so she was really just going to throw me out of the common room and make me bounce on the hard stone floor.
I stood up from the cold hard floor and limped into the nearest classroom, hoping Snape didn't notice me since it happened to be the potions classroom.
Someone please save me before I end up in a potion!