I am fully aware that Narcissa graduated Hogwarts in 1972 but I needed her for the story plot. Also, I really hope the names don't confuse you.
Anyway, enjoy
Hermione raced after Harry. The boy was determined to catch Malfoy in the middle of some, Death Eater business.
"Why don't we wait for Ron?" Hermione suggested. Harry shook his head, walking into the Room of Requirement.
"He's busy with Lavender," he said. Hermione rolled her eyes. Of course, he was. She followed her best friend into the large room.
"What exactly are we looking for?" she asked. "Something, anything!" Harry said, peering at everything in the room. Hermione gazed around the room, her eyes falling on a tiara looking thing.
"Harry, what do you think this is?" she asked, walking over to it. Harry looked up from where he was standing by a large cabinet closet thing.
"Looks like a crown," Harry said. "Could be of some use." Hermione picked the tiara up, studying it carefully.
"Get back here Malfoy," Hermione looked up suddenly. Filch! She shoved the tiara into her pocket and grabbed Harry's hand, not pausing for an explanation and pulled him over to the closet he'd been standing by. The brunette shoved her friend inside, climbing in after him. She quietly closed the door just as Malfoy raced inside the room.
Hermione held her breath, in the silence, noticing that she sat directly between Harry's legs. With a squeak, she leaned forwards with the intention of moving, but Harry pulled her back, this time on his lap, and held her in place.
"Shh," he whispered. Hermione nodded. They couldn't risk being found. She held her breath as the door of the closet opened, and found herself looking into the gray eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"What are you doing?" she whispered furiously as he clambered into the closet. "I could ask you the same question." He returned, sitting down next to Harry and pulling the door shut. Hermione tensed up as she felt him brush her arm, but relaxed as Harry pulled her closer, holding her in place.
"I know you're in there!" Filch's voice drifted through the cracks in the door. "I'll get you Malfoy!" The old man continued yelling threats as loud as possible. A loud tremble in the ground drowned the man out. Hermione yelped, clutching Harry's hand as the closet seemed to fall over. Hermione fell back on Harry and Malfoy as the closet rocked. After a few moments, the noise stopped. Hermione sat up, listening intently for Filch. She squeezed her eyes shut as she realized she couldn't hear him.
"Do you think he's gone?" Harry asked. What if he's dead?
"Maybe he's dead." Malfoy seemed to have come to the same conclusion as she had.
"Let's find out." Harry said, gently pushing the door of the closet open. Hermione blinked at the harsh light.
"Is it just me, or does it seem a lot lighter than it was before?" Hermione asked nervously. "It's probably just because we were in darkness for so long," Harry said. Hermione nodded. That made sense. The unlikely group clambered out of the closet, looking around. The Room of Requirement looked much emptier than it had.
"Come on," the two Gryffindor's and the Slytherin trouped out of the room.
"We don't speak of this again." Malfoy said, looking to the others for agreement. Harry and Hermione nodded.
"Excuse me," Hermione spun around. A blonde-haired girl stood behind them. Hermione tried to place a name with her, but couldn't recognise her at all. "May I ask who you are?" Hermione blanched. There was no way someone didn't know them!
Hermione turned and cast a terrified look at Harry, who's eyes were wide, and Malfoy who looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"Um…" Hermione's voice came out uncharacteristically high-pitched. "Could we please see Professor Dumbledore?" The unidentified girl slowly nodded. She led the way to the headmaster's office.
"Professor Dumbledore," the girl called. Professor Dumbledore poked his head out of his office, his blue eyes twinkling when he spotted his guests.
"Ahh, yes." Dumbledore said. "Come in," Once Malfoy, Harry, and Hermione had entered his office, he turned back to the pale blonde-haired girl. "Thank you, Miss Black." Harry's eyes darted back to the girl, trying to figure out who she was.
"Does Sirius have a daughter I should know about?" he asked in a whisper. Hermione let out a quiet laugh, shaking her head.
"Now," Dumbledore said, coming back into his office. "Would you care to explain who you are?" Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Hermione took control.
"Hello Professor Dumbledore," she said. "My name is Hermione Granger, these are my…. friends Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. We, if you couldn't tell, are from the future. We were hiding in a closet thing from Filch and when we got out, we found ourselves here." Once Hermione had finished, she took in the expression on Dumbledore's face. Amazement.
"Well, that's quite some story you've got." Dumbledore said. "Unfortunately, I don't have a way for you to return to your normal time." Harry grabbed Hermione's hand.
"We're in the past?" he asked. Hermione nodded.
"1976 to be exact." She said. "I did the math."
"So that means," Harry's eyes widened. "Your parents sixth year, yes." Malfoy's voice brought reminded the two friends of their current situation.
"We have to stay here?" he asked.
"Until we can figure out a way to return you to your normal time, yes." Dumbledore said. "I suggest you enrol at Hogwarts until then."
"We'll do that." Harry said immediately.
"Good." Dumbledore said. "Now…. you must have cover stories." Hermione nodded, sighing.
"Siblings," Harry said. Malfoy and Hermione turned to stare at him. "What?" Malfoy asked.
"Siblings," Harry repeated. "We'll pretend to be siblings, that way it's easier to stick with one cover story." Hermione nodded.
"True." Dumbledore clapped his hands together.
"Splendid!" he then paused. "I'm going to alter your appearance a little." He said. Hermione nodded slowly, closing her eyes.
"Wonderful," Dumbledore pulled his wand out from his pocket, waving it at the three of them, muttering something under his breath. Hermione opened her eyes when he was done. She hurried over to the mirror in the corner of the office, taking in her appearance. She had long wavy black hair and stunning gray eyes.
"I look like a member of the black family." She said.
"Because my dear, that is what you are." Dumbledore said cheerfully. "You will be–"
"Wait!" Harry interrupted. "Does this mean our names have to change?" Hermione glanced at her friend, the boy looked exactly the same, his eye colour being the only thing that had changed. Malfoy was the opposite, his hair colour had changed, but his eyes had stayed.
"Yes," Dumbledore said apologetically. "What about the girl we saw on the way here?" Hermione asked.
"My dear," Dumbledore said, smiling. "Allow me to handle that."
"Our names?" Malfoy prompted.
"Yes, right," Dumbledore stayed silent for a moment. "Mr. Malfoy, you may keep your first name, being Draco Black, Miss Granger, you shall be Andromeda Black, and Mr. Potter, you shall be Taurus Black."
"There's already an Andromeda," Malfoy pointed out.
"Yes, I am well aware of that," Dumbledore said. "But because you are all from France, that won't be a problem, will it?"
"I guess not," Malfoy sighed.
"Well then," Dumbledore exclaimed cheerfully. "Let's go to dinner and get you sorted."
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"Quiet please," Dumbledore called from where he stood in front of the staff table. He continued once the Great Hall was quiet. "I am pleased to announce that we have some transfers from France," the old man turned towards the door where Hermione, no Andromeda, Draco, and…. Taurus were standing.
"Come in." the trio trouped into the room, over to the headmaster. "Our new transfers will be sorted tonight," Dumbledore said, gesturing to Professor McGonagall. The old woman held a familiar hat in her hands.
"Black, Andromeda." Professor McGonagall called. Gasps echoed around the hall, and people leaned forwards, obviously thinking Andromeda Tonks was returning to Hogwarts. Hermione…no…Andromeda slowly stepped forwards. Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on her head, stepping back and allowing the Sorting to occur.
'Ah, a Time Traveller, eh?' Andromeda almost jumped.
Could you please put me in Gryffindor?Andromeda asked. 'Gryffindor? Why would you go there?'the hat asked.
That's where you put me last time…well next time. Andromeda thought. The hat chuckled.
'I'm not sure you fit there anymore,'the hat said. 'In fact, I think you have a different mission than your peers.'Andromeda gulped.
Where are you gonna put–
"SLYTHERIN!" Andromeda swallowed. Her eyes darted to Taurus who was watching her with an astonished look, while Malfoy…no, Draco wore a smirk on his face. Professor McGonagall removed the hat from Andromeda's head, nudging her forwards. The raven-haired girl numbly walked to the silver and green table, sitting down by a familiar looking blonde.
"You're the girl who wanted to see Dumbledore!" the blonde girl said. Andromeda looked up and met the girl's eyes. "Are you related to me?" the girl asked.
"Probably," Andromeda said, her voice automatically doing a French accent. What did you do Dumbledore?
"Oh, well, my name is Narcissa, Narcissa Black." The blonde girl said. Andromeda froze. She was here talking, having a relatively friendly conversation with Draco Malfoy's mother!
"SLYTHERIN!" Andromeda's eyes darted over to Taurus. Draco was making his way over to the Slytherin table, sitting down next to Andromeda.
"Black, Taurus!" Andromeda perked up as Taurus walked up to Professor McGonagall. The old woman placed the hat on his head. Taurus stood still for several moments, a desperate look on his face.
"SLYTHERIN!" the black-haired boy let out a sigh of relief. Andromeda's eyes narrowed. He'd obviously been trying to become a Slytherin, probably to be with her, but the hat had said she was supposed to the be the only Slytherin out of the three of them. Taurus made his way over to them, sitting between her and Draco.
"Draco," Andromeda smirked, unnerving Taurus and Draco. "Have you met Narcissa?" the dark-haired boy's eyes widened. He silently shook hands with his mother, not saying anything.
"So, you guys are all siblings?" Narcissa asked. Andromeda smiled at the girl.
"Triplets actually." She said.
"Really?" Narcissa said. "That's surprising. I don't think there's been any account of triplets in the Black family." Draco glared at Andromeda, jaw clenched.
"There's a first time for everything I guess." He said. Narcissa nodded, looking thoughtful.
"I guess so."
When dinner was over, Narcissa had led the trio to the dungeons, introducing them to fellow Slytherin's on the way. Narcissa stopped in front of a wall, informing her new friends that this was the common room entrance.
"Parseltongue." Narcissa said and the wall opened up revealing a very dark room.
Andromeda gazed around the Slytherin common room. It was so…. green. She'd been amazed when she'd entered, it was so different from the Gryffindor room. Taurus, on the other hand, hadn't been so amazed much to the confusion of Draco.
"Maliana!" Narcissa called. A girl with long black hair and green eyes walked over.
"Hello," she said to Andromeda, Taurus, and Draco. The girl turned to Narcissa. "Is there something you need?"
"Can you show Andromeda the sixth-year girl dorms?" Narcissa asked. Maliana nodded.
"Of course," she said, gesturing for Andromeda to follow her up some steps and down a hallway. "My name is Maliana, but you can call me Malia or Ana." The girl said. Andromeda nodded.
"I'm Andromeda," She said. Malia nodded. "I know," she said. She stopped in front of a door labelled 'sixth-year.'
"That, I'm assuming, is your bed." Malia said, pointing to an empty bed in the corner of the room. Andromeda nodded, walking over to it. She was surprised to see a trunk at the end, the words A. L. Black engraved in the leather. Andromeda opened the trunk, gasping at the fancy dresses, and expensive materials laying inside. Andromeda found a pair of green silk pyjamas, and changed quickly.
Andromeda threw herself on the bed, sinking into the mattress. She pulled back the covers and crawled inside, falling asleep almost immediately.
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"How was your sleep?" Andromeda asked her 'brothers' when they came down for breakfast the next day.
"Fine." Draco replied.
"It was okay," Taurus said. "Though I keep thinking Mal – Draco is going to murder me in my sleep." Draco chuckled. "Watch your back Potter." Andromeda smacked him on the arm, sending him a scolding glance.
"Professor Slughorn was busy, so he told me to give you your schedules." Narcissa said coming up behind the sixth-years. Andromeda took her schedule eagerly, looking at her classes.
"DADA first." She said excitedly. "Yes!" Taurus pumped his fist up in the air, gathering glances from their peers.
"With Gryffindor," Draco groaned. Taurus glared at him. "What's your problem with Gryffindor?"
"Nothing," Draco said, putting his hands up in mock surrender.
"Come on," Andromeda said, standing up. "Let's go to class." Her 'brothers' groaned, but stood up. The trio made their way out of the Great Hall, Andromeda walking ahead of them excitedly.
"–this is my all-time favourite class!" the ravenette turned to look at her friends, walking backwards in the process. "You look so excited." She commented dryly. Taurus looked up at his best friend, his eyes widening.
"Andy, look ou–" his warning came a second too late. Andromeda stumbled into a hard chest, falling to the ground and taking the boy down with her.
"I'm so sorry," the boy said, standing up and putting his hand out for her to take. Andromeda grabbed his hand, not looking at him. She reached down and grabbed her books and bag, straitening up, before turning to look at the boy she had the misfortune of falling on. Her words froze in her mouth as she found herself staring into the eyes of a very happy, very alive Sirius Black.
I hope you guys enjoyed the beginning. I'm really looking forwards to posting more chapters!
Bye,
Fadingspirit
