A/N: A few things you need to know before reading this fanfic:
1. My OC, Jade Lily Weasley, will be present in this fanfic. For those who don't know her, she was adopted by the Weasleys when she was a few months old, because both her parents died by the hand of Voldemort, and her godparents were Molly and Arthur Weasley. Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and my OC.
2. Ron and Hermione are not together.
This was to be the best day of Harry's life. He would marry the woman he loved without fearing her disappearance, or her death. He would be surrounded by his friends and what he called his family, without fearing that they would have to sacrifice themselves for him.
Because Voldemort was dead. The war was finally over. It had been, since a few months now, to be precise. But it didn't really feel like it was over. Not just yet. Harry still felt like danger was close by. Or well, he felt like everything was still bound to change. As if the fear of loosing everything was buried inside him so deep that it was still not going away when the sun was shining brighter.
He stared at his reflection, adjusting his suit when his best mate, Ronald, entered the room with a wide smile.
It was ironic that he was letting him marry his sister, finally. After all, Harry never had it easy with Ron the moment his mate realized that Harry was in love with none other than Jade Lily Weasley.
He remembered well the moment they met – it was on the train, when Jade had been lost and Ron had came looking for her. They had been friends ever since, much like he and Ron did. Jade had been there for everything Harry had been through, and she soon became who Harry wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
Instantly after the war ended, Harry proposed. He didn't want to waste another second away from her, especially since he had almost lost her during the horcrux hunt – and the war.
It left him a bitter taste in the back of his throat, even when he knew she was safe. After all, she had been missing since the inquiry at the Ministry, when the four of them had gone to steal the locket from Dolores Umbridge. She had been taken by none other than Yaxley, whom directly brought her to Voldemort's headquarters – the Malfoy Manor.
Harry knew he owed Jade's life to Draco Malfoy. It shocked him to his very core when he learned, months later, when Jade had escaped the Manor to find Harry and Hermione in the Forest of Dean. Indeed, it was then that he learned about Draco Malfoy and who he truly was. Because while Harry had always thought the Slytherin would side with his nemesis, he soon realized that he didn't do it by choice. Of course, he didn't brush off every little thing Malfoy had done back in Hogwarts, but he nonetheless acknowledged the lengths to which Malfoy had gone through to help Jade escape.
Hell, now, Jade and him were close. They were still bickering and calling each other 'Weasel' and 'Ferret' every now and then, but Harry noticed the playful tone in their voices, as opposed to the hatred they once shared for one another.
Needingless to say, things had changed during the war. And while many said it was for the better, Harry couldn't forget the deaths that it caused. He still dreamed of it at night, not that he mentioned it to everyone. He normally would always tell Jade, after all she was the one he always went to back in 5th year when he had those nightmares about Cedric's death. But even then, he couldn't. Because he knew that she could have been killed too. He knew that she would have risked her life and wouldn't have minded dying for him.
Perhaps marrying her would make her not want to do such a sacrifice anymore. Not that Harry was looking forward to the next threat, but he was unable to believe it was over yet. Perhaps it was because he had lived under threat for most of his life, and he didn't know what it was to have a normal day. To wake up and not wonder about who's out to get you this time.
It all felt illusory.
However, he hoped that after this day he'd be able to move on. Getting married was the first step, finishing their last year of tuition at Hogwarts was the next. They would start about a month from now, and while Harry wasn't as excited as Hermione to attend classes, he was looking forward to start new.
Today was the first day of his new life.
That, it sure was.
"Harry…" Hermione began with her wary tone, before she swallowed hard. Her violet dress fit her perfectly, after all she was to be the maid of honor.
However, when Harry studied her, he noticed she didn't seem happy, but worried. He knew that look. He knew it all too well.
"What is it?" he asked perhaps a bit to harsh, but he knew what that look meant, and he wasn't ready to hear it, whatever it was. Not on his wedding day. He had waited for this moment for long enough.
"She's….She's gone. Jade is gone." She stammered, making him instantly frown.
"Where is gone to?" He asked calmly, not trying to over-react. Perhaps Hermione simply couldn't find her. Perhaps Jade had apparated somewhere because she had forgotten something and she could come right back.
Right?
"What do you mean she's gone?!" Ron raised his voice, worry underlying his tone. "Bloody hell, don't tell me-" he stopped himself, looking at Harry before he composed himself. "Who's the last person who talked to her?"
"Me!" Hermione replied, rolling her eyes at Ronald. "You think I let her alone for even one min-" she began before she widened her eyes in absolute terror, Hermione remaining silent.
"Well? What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked, trying not to worry. Trying not to jump to conclusions.
"Draco." She mouthed. "Malfoy." She said aloud. "Malfoy is the one who saw her last! Oh, I should have known better than to let him-" she began rambling about how he had asked just for a minute with the bride and said it was important and rather crucial, and since she had been taken away by Molly who wanted to discuss some final details, Malfoy had been able to get inside the room without Hermione even able to stop him.
"Do you mean she…left with Malfoy?" Harry asked, blinking.
"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed, unable to let Hermione reply. "He took her! Don't you see? This was a scheme! Oh, I will kill this, this obnoxious-"
"Ron, don't be ridiculous. If Malfoy had wanted to hurt us he could have done so any other day these past few months. He lives with us, remember?" he spoke, relating facts. "He could have bloody well killed us in our sleep."
Indeed, much to his dismay, Draco lived with them. Both his parents had died during the war, and he was to be sent to Azkaban. However, since Jade went to his trial to prove his innocence and how he had helped her escape Voldemort, he was not to be put into Azkaban. Of course, he would have to serve many ''community service" hours to repay what he had done, but at least, he would still be able to finish his tuition and then be a part of the community, unlike many other Death Eaters.
Ron grumbled. "Right. I still don't trust the damn ferret! If he had not saved Jade, I would never even consider letting him sleep in the same-"
"Will you please stop? Whining about Malfoy isn't going to solve anything! We need to find Jade!" Hermione sighed.
Harry nodded. "She's right, Ron."
"Then what are we doing here? She could be back to whatever room she's supposed to be by now." Ron suggested.
Harry agreed.
The trio thus rushed out and then Hermione lead them, until she stopped abruptly in front of a door, turning around to face Harry with unease. "Harry…it isn't good luck if you see the bride before-"
"Hermione, honestly, I think at this point it really doesn't matter." He replied, restraining himself from rolling his eyes. Jade was missing, and Hermione was worried about such details?
She nodded before she opened the room, but it was empty. She pressed her lips together nervously, unable to even look at Harry. What if Jade truly had left? What if she didn't want to be with Harry anymore?
She didn't want to see Harry having to face that possibility. He had been through too much.
"Harry…"she began with the same tone she had when she first talked to Harry that day, but he didn't want to hear it. He was able to see with his very own eyes that the place where his bride should be, she was not.
"Hermione…" Ron began, tilting his head as he looked at the ground a few meters away with curiosity. "What's this?"
"What are you talking about?" she instantly replied with a hint of annoyance. What could he possibly be worried about, other than Jade's disappearance?
"Come here, you'll see for yourself!"
She sighed before she walked to Ron's location, soon followed by Harry. The lot was staring at a mechanical device that seemed to have been broken, either manually or with magic. Considering how much noise it was making and how it seemed to be sending magic impulses into thin air, the golden trio assumed it was a magical device.
"Is that…a watch?" Ron suggested, narrowing his eyebrows before he crouched down to pick it up, having done the deed before he could hear Hermione shouting at him not to touch it with round, terrified widened eyes.
Because the moment Ronald touched the device, the three of them disappeared.
The moment the trio opened their eyes they realized they were not at the Burrow anymore. Far from it. Instead, they were in Hogwarts, in a room the three of them could only think of it as the Room of Requirement.
Which made no sense at all. Wouldn't they be able to enter the room, after the Fiendfyre that Goyle had created in the room?
That was what the three of them were thinking.
"Are we…in Hogwarts?" Ron mumbled, looking up at the ceiling before he was violently hit by Hermione. "Ow! What'd you do that for?"
"This is all your fault! You touched the watch! You shouldn't-"
"Did we apparate here?" Harry then asked, regretting his words immediately when he noticed the glare Hermione gave him. "I know, I know, we can't apparate on Hogwarts grounds, but maybe this was a portkey?"
"It wasn't a portkey." Hermione grumbled before she reached to pick up the watch. "Now it's even more broken! Good job, Ronald."
"Hey! I was only picking it up!" he defended himself.
Harry tilted his head as he watched the magical object, squinting slightly. "Wasn't this the watch Dumbledore gave Jade the moment he died?"
Hermione and Ron stopped bickering, the two of them staring at the watch. "Blimey, Harry…You're right! But I thought she had lost it…"
"In the Malfoy Manor. She had lost it in the Manor, when she had been kidnapped. They took it from her. Who's to say Malfoy didn't keep it and suddenly brought it back to her?" Harry suggested.
"Bloody hell! But why would he bring her here?" Ron narrowed his eyebrows, completely confused.
"To bring her far away from me and make sure she couldn't apparate back at the Burrow, perhaps? I don't know, Ron, but-"
"This makes perfect sense!" Ron exclaimed in realization before he frowned deeply. "I should have known this git wanted to-"
Hermione interjected Ron. "Stop, stop, stop! We are in the Room of Requirement. This location doesn't even appear in the Marauder's Map, or any other map. A portkey could not have brought us here. I have read about magical devices of transportation and this is definitely not one. It would have been activated long ago before-"
"What if Malfoy activated it?" suggested Harry.
"He could, but it could not have lead us here! Besides, if Jade and Draco used it, it would have stayed here, and not have been brought back to the Burrow. This is not a portkey. I don't know what it is, but-"
"How about we go out and find out, then?" Harry urged, after all worry was beginning to strike him more and more. If Jade was actually back at the Burrow and this was all a misunderstanding, what was he doing here, in Hogwarts? He'd never make it back in time for the wedding.
Hermione and Ron nodded. "Let's go." She said, before she headed out of the room.
Only, the moment they entered the Hogwarts halls of the Sixth Floor, they recognized absolutely no one. The robes was slightly different, and even the castle seemed different. Something was definitely going on.
It was when Hermione almost bumped into a Gryffindor Prefect that she knew there was a problem. This guy was not anyone she knew, and thus how could have he become a prefect?
"Harry..Ron…Something is going on here…" she whispered to them as they walked through the crowd, worry underlying her tone.
"Why is there students in the middle of the summer?" Ron then asked, frowning.
How could she not have thought of that! Ron was absolutely right! There were not students in Hogwarts in the middle of the summer.
"Excuse me-" Hermione began, stopping one Hufflepuff, who stared at her as if she had grown two heads. "But what day is it?"
"Friday, why?" the boy asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I meant of the month." She specified, making him look at her even more strangely.
"October 2nd." He replied before he walked past her.
"How rude!" she said, frowning as she walked away with her friends.
"Hermione..."
"Did you see how rude he was? He-"
"Hermione! He said October 2nd!" Ron pointed out.
"He did, Hermione. He said October 2nd." Harry noted. "And I think he was looking at us this way because we are wearing clothes for a wedding."
Hermione blushed hardly, pressing her lips together nervously before she grabbed both of their arms and pushed them aside to the girl's bathroom.
"Why does it always have to be the girl's bathroom?" Ron whined.
Hermione glared at him before she took her wand. A moment later, they were wearing Gryffindor robes, or well, they appeared to be.
"What did you just do?" Ron instantly asked.
"I made a perception spell so everyone thinks we are wearing Gryffindor robes. Have you not learned anything in Charms class, Ronald?" she retorted.
Ron and Harry exchanged a knowing look before she grumbled again.
"What are we going to do?" she lamented.
"Well, we should learn what year it is, maybe?" Ron suggested.
"You think we are in another year?" Harry asked.
"Have you recognized anyone? Not me! So I'm pretty sure we're in the future or the past, yeah."
"Ron is right, Harry…" Hermione bit her lip. She knew this meant that there was no way a wedding could happen today. Of course, that wasn't what either of them were worried about. The more pressing issue was finding Jade in the first place. Still, Hermione knew how important it was to him, to mark the start of a new, peaceful life.
"We need to find Jade." Harry finally said, the two others nodding.
However, that task was easier said than done. The moment the trio exited the bathroom and walked through the hallways of Hogwarts to get to the Gryffindor Common Room, they realized it probably was time for classes.
"We should wait in the Great Hall." Ron suggested.
"We should find Dumbledore! We'll have clearer answers from him." Hermione suggested, before the two turned at Harry, visibly asking him to choose which option was better.
"Seeing Dumbledore seems a better idea, sorry Ron."
Hermione grinned victoriously. "If I recall correctly…" she began, turning around and bumping into none other than…
Jade.
Hermione gaped at her, noticing she was proudly wearing the Gryffindor robes, and not a bridal dress.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, I'm late for class." She said before she ran from them, as if she had never met them in her entire life.
Indeed, she had stared right through them as if they were mere strangers. They didn't even have time to say her name that she was already gone, not letting any of the three to digest her presence here.
"She…She doesn't seem to remember us…Does she?" Ron mumbled.
Harry didn't speak, he only followed the path Jade had taken, to be stopped by Hermione who ultimately grabbed his arm.
"Harry…We should go see Dumbledore…He'll know what to do…"
Harry knew she was right. But he didn't want to believe it. How could he believe that his fiancée didn't even know who he was, on the day of their wedding? They clearly had travelled in time, but there was no one to answer them about where, why, and how.
Or well, that was what they thought.
"You three.'' Said a voice behind them, making the trio ultimately turn around to face none other than Draco Malfoy.
Was it Harry's mind that was playing tricks on him, or was Malfoy wearing Gryffindor robes?
''Of course I should have known you would follow.'' The pale boy said.
''You mean you remember us?'' Hermione stammered, blinking.
''Of course I remember. Jade doesn't, but I bloody well do.'' he growled lowly.
Harry stared at him, this was how he was going to get his answers!
''Tell us what you know. How long have you been here? How did this happen? Why-'' Harry began, Draco rolling his eyes.
''Not even starting with a 'How are you, Malfoy? How was it to spend a month in the past without knowing what you were doing here?''
''You've been here for a MONTH?'' Ron immediately asked, widening his eyes in terror.
''Why yes, Weasel. Time flies by.''
''But how? How did you open the watch?'' Hermione then asked, wanting to obviously know the magic behind all this.
''Jade and I were fighting. Then it just swallowed us here, and she forgot everything.'' he shrugged.
''I knew you had something to do with Jade's disappearance! You bloody-'' Ron began, fuming, before he was stopped by Harry.
Of course he was as worried and as annoyed as Ron was. Worse, even. And if Malfoy had something to do with Jade leaving her own wedding, the Slytherin would regret it. Really regret it.
But, if Malfoy's words were true and Jade didn't remember them as opposed to him, they couldn't afford to turn their backs against Malfoy, as tempting as it sounded.
''Calm down, Ron.'' Harry thus said, before shifting his attention to Malfoy.
''Yes, calm down, Weasel.'' Draco replied with a hint of a smirk, making Harry ultimately roll his eyes.
''What were you fighting about?'' Harry asked calmly, feeling himself tense nonetheless.
''I don't think you want to hear it, Scarhead. Besides, it's irrelevant now. She doesn't remember the lot of you, or the fact that she was about to get married.'' he wrinkled his nose, showing how he had been against the idea from the beginning.
Ron growled. ''Malfoy I swear to Merlin if you don't tell us what happened I will-''
''You will what, Weasel?'' Draco glared at him. ''Fine, if you so want to hear it. I was questioning Jade about her decision to marry you so quickly.''
''You were jealous! You git'' Ron immediately replied.
Draco almost gagged, visibly disgusted by Ron's words. ''Are you blood mad? She's my sister!''
His words made both Harry and Hermione stare at him in obvious confusion. They couldn't understand what he was going on about, or if they truly heard his words. Or if it was a bloody joke. Then again, when you came down to it, Jade did look a lot like Draco. She had pale skin, piercing eyes, had a petite frame and was Draco's height. As for the hair, it was more golden than Draco's, but they were both blondes.
Ron, on the other hand, was completely furious, not seeing any ressemblance. ''Jade's not your sister!'' he retorted.
''Right. I forgot you all don't know the very truth.'' Draco snickered. ''And I don't think any of you is ready to hear it.''
Ron turned to Hermione and Harry. ''Are you hearing what he's saying?'' he spoke before his ears turned red, the redhead glaring at Draco the moment his blue eyes crossed his. ''You ferret, you will tell us what you have done to Jade because I'm not buying anything you are saying!''
''Ron, but he said Jade doesn't remember-'' Hermione attempted to say, only to be interrupted by Malfoy.
''Yes, Weasel. Listen to your little girlfriend, she's smarter than you. She listens when I speak.'' He snickered, visibly getting on Ron's nerves.
''Oh shut up, Malfoy.'' he snarled.
''Malfoy.'' Harry spoke in a calmer tone, although his jaw was clearly tense. ''Whatever you have to say, say it. Before I let Ron actually attack you.''
Draco laughed. ''Should I be afraid?''
Hermione decided to speak. ''You're making us loose time, Malfoy! We're obviously in another time line and we need to get back home as soon as possible!''
''Because you think I haven't tried that?'' Draco rolled his eyes. ''Granger, you're underestimating my capacities.''
''You've given me no reason not to think otherwise.'' She squinted.
''Enough!'' Harry raised his voice. ''Enough, all of you." He paused. "Malfoy. Where are we?''
''In Hogwarts. Of course. In 1977.'' He crossed his arms over his chest. ''I assume you all know what this means.''
Harry blinked, staring at Malfoy as if he had grown a second head. ''My parents...'' he mouthed, speechless.
''That's right, Potter. Your parents are here. Isn't it ironic? I certainly think it is. You want to know what is really happening, Potter? We came back in time. I don't know who had the bloody idea to play with my life but it certainly changed everything. You see, I was born in 1960. Crazy, right? And Jade is my twin sister. And for the love of Merlin, Weasel, stop staring at me like that. You think I'm inventing this? Bloody Dumbledore went back in time, in 1960, with his stupid watch to snatch me and Jade from our parents when we were infants and brought us back in the future, in 1980, to make everyone think we were born that year. My father is a muggleborn so obviously he was killed by Voldemort during the war. How did I end up a Malfoy? My mother's best friend was Narcissa Malfoy - ain't that ironic? And so she was my godmother. As for Jade, I think you all know who her godparents were.''
The trio stared at him in obvious confusion, clearly unable to make sense of everything he said. Could he even prove this? Then again, they were in no position not to trust him. They were clearly in the past, or future.
''Go on.'' Harry finally said, clenching his fist. If Malfoy was lying…
''Apparently the old wizard had learned about a prophecy. That twins born in August were to be transported to the future, 20 years later. Obviously, that was us.'' He rolled his eyes.
''I don't believe it.'' Ron voiced in a low tone, staring at the ground.
''You're going to bloody well have to! As I said, Jade doesn't remember the last years she spent born in 1980. All she remembers is her life before Dumbledore decided to change everything like he was some kind of God who had the bloody right to-''
''There must be a way to make her remember.'' Hermione said, swallowing hard.
''Oh, I've tried. But it appears I'm the only one who remembers both lives, thank you very much.''
''What about Dumbledore? Can't he do something?'' Harry asked.
''No. He refuses. He says that if we are back in time at this very moment, there's a good reason. This damn man-''
Harry looked at Hermione. "We need to find Jade, surely-"
"Oh, no, you aren't." Draco replied, laughing sarcastically. "You really think you lot can come into her life just like this? You need new names. New identities. And Potter you need a good reason to look like your father, because you look at lot like the bloke."
Harry growled. "Don't call my father a bloke." He muttered.
"Relax, Scarhead. He's my friend, it's not like I'm actually insulting him." Draco rolled his eyes.
"What?" the trio said in unison, completely bewildered by Draco's words.
Draco frowned. "Right. I wasn't finished, before you all so rudely interrupted me." He began. "Guess what, Potter? I'm a marauder." He said with a smirk. "Surprising, isn't it? That all this time, I was actually friends with your father. I assume you already know what marauders are. I've seen you lot with the map around the castle, not that I knew what it was for until a month ago."
"You are what?" Harry asked, anger underlying his tone.
"By Merlin, are you deaf? I'm a marauder. An animagus. So is Jade, by the way."
"Let me guess, you're a ferret?" Ron spoke, crossing his arms over his chest with an air of superiority.
Draco immediately glared at him. "And what are you? Nothing, that's right. You're just a ginger with no soul."
"Oh shut it-"
"Enough!" Harry said again, glaring at Ron and Draco. "Can we act civilized for one moment? My supposed-to-be wife doesn't even remember me and is apparently Malfoy's twin sister, so if there is anyone who should be mad here, it's me, so Ron, you will shut up, and Malfoy, you will talk. Go on. Is there anything else we need to know?" he asked, his jaw tensing even more he thought his jaw would break altogether.
Draco snorted. "Supposed-to-be wife." He repeated Harry's words. "I think you should forget your engagement, Potter." He said. "How can I put this? Jade is…involved."
"Involved with what?" Harry immediately asked.
"With who, you should ask. Do you really want to know? It might change how you…view this particular person." Draco said with amusement in his tone, earning a slap from Hermione on his shoulder, making him immediately recoil and frown at the brunette. "What was that for?"
"How can you say things like this like you enjoy it?!" she exclaimed.
"Because I do enjoy it, that much is obvious. You see, Granger, I enjoy irony."
The next moment he was receiving a well-deserved punch in the face from Harry, whom had done his best so far to keep his cool, but obviously couldn't anymore.
Draco bled instantly and cursed him, completely mad. "What is your sodding problem, Potter?" he muttered. "What a way to show gratitude, when I'm basically the reason you're born."
"What did you just say?" Harry immediately asked, his fist prepared to punch him again.
Draco wiped the blood from his nose, glaring at the wizard.
"You heard me right, Potter. I'm the reason you're born."