A/N Hi this is jeanette9a and xXPhantomXXx.

We present you a whole new story. We are not sure about the name yet, so please vote on my co-authors page for the name!

Today we will be launching three chapters, because that's how far we have gotten. But remember we are people too and sometimes we have to do other life related stuff, so updates will come as they are written.

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P.O.V; will change from first person to third person sometimes!

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Harry's P.O.V;

I can't believe this; why in the world did I have to end up with having Malfoy as my partner on a potion. I swear this thing is gonna blow.

"...and you mother was a filthy mudblood." Malfoy finished his hilarious punch line. I just wish that the teacher would go out for a second, so I can punch some sense in to the stuck up prat. Neville's potion suddenly blew up in his face that looks like it hurts like the high way to hell and back. But he gets helped to the hospital wing curtsy of the professor.

Chant to self;" Do not punch Malfoy, do not punch Malfoy, do not punch...

"... and I hear that the cover up story was that your dad was a drunkard and your mum was a whore that got them self stupidly killed with some muggle contraption. We all know that the last part is fake, but for all we know your dad was a drunkard and your mum was a lucky mudblood whore that took advantage of him."

That's it! I give him a slap on his oh so pretty face and there on his pretty face is now an angry red hand-shaped mark.

"You are pathetic Potter resorting to such a filthy muggle way to fight, if you are gonna fight me, fight like a real wizard. Or are you too scared to and have to run back to mommy. Oh wait you were so pathetic she got herself killed because of you, aw boo hoo hoo."

"That's it Malfoy. Why can't you just go to Nastrond, I bet you'll fit in whit the rest of your kind or don't you know where that is?"

He fired a spell at me in anger. That's it gloves off. We fired spell after spell at each other, it seem to go on for hours but it was probably only a few minutes until a spell hit the bobbling fire spitting potion we forgot about. The rest of the class that had already taken cover where safe, but Malfoy and I got drenched in the potion and everything went black.

Ugh my head hurts; "What in the hey happened?" Oh yeah the potion blew up. I look around and see the classroom, but somehow I know there is something wrong, nothing is out of place, which there should be. My eyes fall on a blond girl lying next to me. Who is she? I think and where the hey is Malfoy and the rest of the class?

Suddenly a bunch of people I don't recognize walks in the door. Then in came a boy that looks like he could be my mirror image but he has hazel eyes, after him followed three other boys one with black hair and grey eyes, a boy with light brown hair and green eyes and then a boy with brownish-red hair and eyes with a pale brown color. Then after them came a bunch of other students. Then a red head girl with green eyes like mine came last with a boy with strait black hair and with so dark maroon eye's that you could mistake them as black.

Holy high water and hell fire, they look like younger version of the Marauders and mum and Snap.

"Hey there hot stuff, if you're looking for fun just join us." Said my nearly perfect mirror image, to me and the now awakening blond next to me. I'm pretty sure I'm going crazy, SOS please someone help me is my dad hitting on me or have I simply lost my marbles?

"Potter what is going on?" Mumbled the blond.

"You hear that guys, Blondie knows my name." says ...my dad...

Breath Harry, just breath.

"Who are you calling Blondie?" Malfoy says angrily.

Desperate times calls for desperate measures. I take apparently Malfoy's arm and say:" If you please will excuse Draco and I, we'll be back shortly."

I drag him/her to the nearest girl's bathroom, and hurry in and lock the doors.

"What was that for Potter?" Draco spits out.

I sweat drop. "We have a major problem."

"And what would that be?" he says with a snarky tone.

I simply point at the mirror, which caught my attention.

I can hear him gasp next to me. And then he says: "Oh good I look like Loony Lovegood."

I couldn't help but role my eyes, classic Malfoy.

"I think that's the least of our problems." I say with a shaky tone.

"How so Potter?" He/she says ugh that's gonna lead to a headache.

"Well we are gonna experience our first period" ...I trailed off.

"If you haven't forgotten Potter we have already been to classes before."

"He-he" I laugh nervously. "That wasn't what I was talking about..."

A light of recognition lit his eyes up and a breathless "Oh..." Left Draco's lips.

"And that's not our only problem... "

"WHAT!" Draco says.

"That guy that just hit on us, I think that was my dad..."

"Ewe..." says Draco with a scrunched up face.

"You can say that again." I say also with an equally disgusted tone. Not that my dad looks bad I'm just not in to incest.

"So what do we do now Potter?" She says with crossed arms.

"Well firstly we start with trying not to make a time rift, because that would be disastrous. Secondly we make up fake IDs and thirdly try to find a way back to our time. "

"I hate to admit it potter but that sounds like a plan..." She says begrudgingly.

"Well first off the bat I think we have to stop calling each other by our last name."

"Why would that help us?"

I promptly do a face palm. «If it wasn't glaringly obvious Draco, our parents goes to this school."

"So?" She says still not perturbed.

I just wanna hit my head on that wall over there. «If they find out our names they will start to wonder and the time rift will rip the fabrics of time and space, and it will go up in the seams. »

"When did you take sewing class?"

"I taught myself but that is not the point."

"So what do you propose we do then?"

"Well we can say we are muglebo-"

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! You can be muggleborn, but I rather go without them knowing where I come from if I can't be a pureblood."

"Whatever Draco. But for our names I can be Harriet and you can be..."

"Dragoslava."

"What?" I blinked my eyes in confusion, I have never heard a name like that before.

"Dragoslava, it means: «Precious fame and I refuse to take a name that means something less."

"Did you memorize a name dictionary or something?" I say with an eye brow lifted.

"Just because I make it my business knowing names of power, doesn't mean you can ask me freely about it."

I clapped my hands. "I got it; it was what your mum was going to call you if you were a girl."

Draco blushes and says; "was not!"

"Was too!" I say.

"Was not!" she says.

"Was too!" I add.

"Was not." She parries.

"Was not!" I say with a smirk on my lips.

"Was too." She says without thinking.

"Well if you say so Draco."

"POTTER!" She grounds out in anger.

"It's Harry as in Har~ry..." I say it dragged out so I'm sure she takes the point.

"Fine Har~ry." she says with her trademark snare." So what is your grate idea.

"Well it goes like this..."

"…and all we got to do is find a competent teacher."

"I'm surprised Harry, who knew you could think like a snake." Draco says with crossed arms and a lifted eye brow.

"Sharp as a feather, paw turns to claw, mask of a lion, but sly like a snake, that is my legacy and that I'm not gonna break."

"What are you talking about Harry?" Draco says with annoyance in his voice.

"Why dose nobody ever solve riddles no more? If a Riddle got a riddle would they still call it a riddle or would it be called a prophecy?"

"Potter, would you please get to the point this is making no sense." Draco says gesturing with his hands.

"Making sense, what fun is there in making sense." I say with a glint in my eye.

"POTTER!"

"For being a snake you ain't the sharpest knife in the box I see. But I guess I can tell you, it's not like there would be any worth telling anybody else here and the rest of the people in our time would have a hard time believing you, because they are so narrow minded."

"OH FOR GOODNESS SAKE, GET TO THE POINT ALL READY!"

"Gee Draco I didn't peg you as a drama queen."

"Do I look like a girl to you Potter?" Draco says gritting her teeth.

"Actually yes you do." I say stating a fact.

Draco let out a defeated sigh. Apparently giving up on the verbal debate we had.

"Well then, I'll tell you anyway, the sorting hat originally wanted to place me in Slytherin."

Draco turned his head to me so fast it looks like she nearly got whip lash.

"WHAT!" she says, gaping at me.

"Well you have heard the saying wolf in sheep's clothing. Just substitute wolf with snake and sheep with lion and you have it."

A series of knocks sounded on the door and a girl says out loudly. "Can you hurry and finish up in there? I really have to go!"

I take the stunned Draco's arm and unlock the door and walk out. The girl just hurries in not even shedding us a glance.

"Come-on Draco let's see if we can find a teacher."

She drags her arm out of mine and crossed her arms grumbling but she follows me to the stairs.

We found professor McGonagall a little ways away from the Great Hall. She looks younger and with less grey hair. "Excuse me Miss, My sister and I…

"I'm not your sister!" Draco says angrily. I stomp on her foot

"I'm sorry Miss, for her rudeness, she is adopted." I say sweat dropping.

"May I ask why you are here?" the professor says with a firm tone.

"That's a long story but, please just hear me out before you ask more questions."

"That is fine, but after that we have to go see the head master." She says still weary of our intentions.

I take a deep breath and start;" We have run away from our care takers due to bad interests of theirs. Believe me when the people who are supposed to take care of you are talking behind your back of either selling you to a circus or to a lab with mad scientists, you have the right to get the jitters and get the buck outta there.

You see those guys found out about mum and us. We are magical and know of the magical world because mum is a witch, but she decided to home school us so she could spend more time with us. You have probably never heard of her because mum she was originally from America, but dad is a muggle from England. That's why we sound British because we have lived all our life's here.

But the point is not long after an accident happened. No we don't know what truly happened to mum and dad, because no one would tell us. All we know is that it was something on the grounds of mum and dad being too childish in the head due to the accident to take care of us.

So when we were out we ran to kings cross. They chased us to platform 9 3/4 and we ran through the barrier. And on to the train that where gonna leave assap.

Funny thing is they never checked if we had tickets. But when we arrived we saw the castle and thought maybe there would be a place we could stay in it. And here we are.

"We better go see the headmaster." Says the professor.

End Ch. 1.