Draco Malfoy POV

Ugh I thought, What is the precious Golden Trio planning now, as I saw Potter, Granger, and Weasel huddled together at the entrance to the Great Hall. I continued to inconspicuously watch them over my copy of the Daily Prophet, casually glancing up as I read more about the Ministries "Protocol" for dealing with the Dark Lord's return. Pathetic, this business is, having random questions asked before you could enter your home, if the Dark Lord wanted someone dead, they would be dead, Except for St. Potter of course. Nothing could possibly touch him. I watched as the group of Gryffindors exited the Great Hall and decided to follow them. They could be plotting against the Dark Lord, and I need to do everything in my power to stay in his good books, for my mother's sake. I casually walked toward the door and exited without anyone noticing, at least I hoped no one noticed. I hid around the corners of the halls as I followed them. I notice that we were in a corridor on the seventh floor, the one the Room of Requirement was in. I watched as they entered and ran in before they closed the door. The room they were in was full of things, random stuff, books, quills, parchments, old brooms, random trinkets and lots of other shit.

The Gryffindors walked to a shelf and Potter hesitantly put a book on the shelf. His potions book. I was looking at them when something shiny hanging on a shelf caught my attention . A time turner. I totally forgot of my plans to follow the Trio and walked toward it. I grabbed and looked at it. It was indeed a time turner. I was continuing my examination of it and thinking of all the things I could use it for when Granger yelled my name. I was startled out of my thoughts, so startled that I dropped the time turner. It shattered. I looked at it for second as the Trio ran towards me, watching as it engulfed the entire area around us in sand. I felt as though I was being forced through a tube, similar to Apparating. I couldn't see anything and my tongue felt heavy. Suddenly, all the sand cleared and I noticed the Trio around me.

"What the bloody hell was that," Weasel exclaimed. I looked around and noticed that we were back in the seventh floor corridor, but it looked different, newer. But everything in Hogwarts is relatively old, they haven't added anything since the Founders Era.

" I was going to ask you the same question," said a voice that came from around the corner.

"Who the hell are you," I said, when he came around the corridor and I noticed the Slytherin tie around his neck.

"I think I should be asking you that question," he replied, smirking. I noticed that he looked scarily similar to me, especially with that smirk, my smirk, the Malfoy signature smirk. He had platinum blonde hair, cold grey eyes, and pale skin. The only noticeable difference was that his face was slightly longer and his nose was a bit larger than mine.

" I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy," I replied returning the smirk, when I noticed that the smirk fell off his face and he looked confused.

"I'm Scorpius, Scorpius Malfoy," he replied, still looking extremely confused.

"That's not possible, I am the only Malfoy underage alive, " I replied, returning his confused look with one of my own.

"Who are they," he answered, changing the subject.

"Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley," Granger replied evenly,not bothering to hide her confusion.

"Motherf**ker," the boy, scorpius suddenly shouted.

"What?," I asked. Still confused about who exactly he was.

"What year are you from," he asked quickly, with a shocked expression.

"What the bloody hell do you mean what year are we from, its 1996 if that what you're asking," Weasel replied in a loud outburst.

"No its 2021," Scorpius replied, with an eye roll.

"Oh sh*t," I said, as I realized what had happened.

"What the bloody hell is going on, " Weasley shouted again.

"We time traveled into the future because Granger yelled and made me drop the time turner I was holding and it shattered sending us here," I said impatiently.

" Oh so you're going to turn this all around on me, when you were the one who was following us in the first place," she snapped defensively.

"We don't have time for this Mudblood," I snapped back.

"Don't call her that," Potter yelled, finally saying something, as Weasley was seething at me and Granger was attempting to calm him.

"Whatever Potter, we don't have time for this, as I just said," I replied, I was beginning to get pissed off.

I turned towards Scorpius as he said, " I'll take you guys to the Headmistress, she'll know what to do, just stay behind me and don't let anyone see you, your faces are very recognizable in the Wizarding World, as is your hair Weasley so keep your head down."

"Ok," Weasel replied, deciding for once that this was not the time to argue.

I walked right behind him and asked how exactly he was related to me.

"I'm your son," he replied evenly, letting it sink in.