Summary
"Timeturners are restricted by the Ministry." "I know that, Halfblood," Lestrange sneers, releasing his hold on the hourglass casing and letting it drop. He catches it by the chain before it hits the table, letting the device swing back and forth with the momentum. "But the ones that are written off as useless and broken can be bought, for a price." Fem HP fanfic of murkybluematter