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'One must learn a different... sense of time, one that depends more on small amounts than big ones. ~Sister Mary Paul'
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Part 2
"Follow me." McGonagall was just as stern in the future as she was in the past. Draco did as he was told, still reeling from the shock.
She took him along familiar halls which Draco deducted lead to the Headmaster's office. They stopped in front of the gargoyle.
"Sugar quills." The gargoyle didn't budge. Malfoy looked on as the annoyance past across the Professors face. "Chocolate frogs."
Nothing again.
She kept going through the lollies until Draco finally cracked.
"Lemon Drops." He sneered.
The professor looked surprised as the gargoyle sprung to life opening the path to Dumbledore's office.
Malfoy was tempted to roll his eyes. Even in 1977 he could workout the old fools ridiculous candy obsession.
"Ah Mr Badfaith, welcome to Hogwarts." Dumbledore smiled kindly.
Malfoy sneered. "It's Draco." It was only then did he stop at the surname. The French translation for Malfoy was roughly the words Bad faith.
What in the name of Merlin was going on?
It didn't make sense for them to have any clue who he was. He wasn't even born yet so how could they even suspect his arrival. It was all to complicated.
"Draco." Professor Dumbledore smiled, his eyes glittering with the twinkle of his. It Malfoy wanted to be sick. "We are very happy to have you here. We don't get many transfer students from Durmstrang."
His eyes narrowed.
"Well let's get you sorted." Dumbledore turned to McGonagall. " The sorting hat if you will."
She picked up the hat from amongst his trinkets, passing it over. Draco scowled at the hat when they gave it to him. He was in no mood for theses games, he should just declare himself a time traveller and be done with it. If only there wasn't that nagging feeling at the back of his skull. If this was truly 1977 then he would have to be very careful not to ruin his own future. Even Draco Malfoy knew better then to muck around with time.
He sighed. The hat was disgusting as it was in the present. He remembered the first time he had been sorted in the future, at least this would be over quickly. Still, he was very reluctant to put it on. There was only one house for him, Slytherin. Anything else would be unthinkable.
"Ah I was told you'd be visiting soon Mr Malfoy."
"You know who I am?" Draco whispered furiously.
"I do." The hat spoke as if it held his darkest secret.
"Well then lets get this shrade over with. There is only one place to put a Malfoy." He sneered.
"Indeed but we have to conceder the matter of your identity. You are a Malfoy and you look it. Putting you in Slytherin would be foolish. The snakes would figure it out. "
Draco didn't know what to say. Slytherin was part of who he was. He understood the Hat's reasoning but why?
"I'll have to put you somewhere else. What about…"
"Say Gryffindor and I will rip you to shreds." Draco threatened.
"Well you do have a hot headed temper but your not really Gryffindor material. Maybe Hufflepuff? They could teach you a lot, humble and loyal, two traits you do not possess." The Hat teased.
"Do I look amused to you?" He snapped back.
The Hat sighed. "I am just having a little fun. I normally only get to do this once a year. First years are so much easier to scare. I wouldn't put you with the Hufflepuffs. Lets be frank, you would eat them alive." The Hat was using a tone with him.
Merlin what was the world coming to?
"Which leaves us with Ravenclaw. You have the brains, if there was another house worthy of a Malfoy it would be Ravenclaw."
Draco scowled. "It's still not Slytherin."
"Cheer up. Green isn't really your colour, I am sure you'll look smashing in blue. RAVENCLAW."
Draco scowled.
"Well Mr Badfaith seems you have a brain in that head of yours. Professor McGonagall will take you to the Ravenclaw tower."
Tower.
Draco wasn't sure he liked the sounds of that.
He followed her up to the fifth floor of the west side of the castle. From there they went up a tightly wound staircase. It made him feel a little he was back home in the manor sneaking through the elves secret passageways. At the top was the door to towers entrance. The door was simply a door. It wasn't hidden like Slytherin's. It had a eagle shaped door knocker proudly displayed.
"To gain access to the Ravenclaw dorm rooms you must answer a question correctly." McGonagall told him.
"If I get it wrong?"
"You may be here for awhile. You worked out Dumbledore's password easily, this should be easy for you."
Draco just stared dumbfound. This is how the Ravenclaw's got so smart? Standing out side their dorms for hours on end.
" There is your class schedule. Don't be late." With that she whisked off leaving Draco standing there. Unsure what to do.
The bronze eagle began it's riddle.
" What is black and white and read all over?"
How in the world was he meant to figure that one out. He scowled thinking of the first thing that came to his head. "Montrose magpie player Red, Red Jones."
"Incorrect."
He growled kicking the door.
"That's not going to help." The voice was male and coming from behind him.
Draco spun around to find three students approaching. One boy and two girls.
The first girl laughed. "Remember the time you bashed at the door for hours until I came along with the answer and then the eagle pecked at your fingers for the next week."
The two girls on either side of the boy couldn't have looked more opposite. The first girl was tall, with skin dark as night and hair impossibly curly. Her face was quite striking, Draco could see her being a model in his time. Whereas the other girl had a plain face. She was quite short with straight golden hair and her skin so pale in colour she looked ill.
"You the new kid?" The boy asked, flicking his chestnut curly mop out of his eyes.
Draco nodded, wary of the strangers.
"Cool, your in our year then." The dark beauty smiled brightly at him. "This is Jason and Ever and I am Amali." She held out her hand. For a moment Draco considered shoving it back in her face but he wasn't at home. The times were different, how he still didn't know.
"Draco." He could bring himself to add in the false surname. It just didn't have the same ring to it.
"So what's the blasted riddle today?" Jason sighed leaning against the wall.
"What is black and white and red all over." Draco repeated the riddle.
"The rainbow gone growing." Amali grinned.
Jason groaned. "Why couldn't it had been a normal question. Like what is the charm for levitation."
"It's easy." Ever frowned at the lot of them when they hadn't caught on. "It's the newspaper."
Jason rolled his eyes. Ever gentle pushed the common room door open to reveal the airy living space.
" It's a common muggle riddle."
"Do you really think the rest of us know muggle jokes?" Jason grumbled. He flopped onto on of the cushiony blue chairs by one of the bookcases.
"You ought too. They are the reason you end up out there in the hall more often then most." Amali cut in.
Draco wasn't quite sure how to handle the Ravenclaw's. Over his years at Hogwarts he had mainly stuck with the Slytherin's. Other then his own house it was only really the Griffindor's that caused him problems. The Hufflepuffs had been fun to scare but he never had anything to do with them. The Ravenclaws were always all over the place, mainly the library but wasn't one to stop by for a little chat.
The only thing he did know was they were smart. It was one thing he was going to have to keep in mind despite their friendly exterior.
"Do they really teach the dark arts over at Durmstrang?" Jason asked curiously, blatantly ignoring Amali's scolding.
"Yes." Draco knew that for a fact. It was one of the reasons he wanted to go there instead of Hogwarts. If only his Mother had agreed. Then none of this would have happened.
"Don't you dare ask him to teach you anything Jason." Amali threatened. "You get in enough trouble as it is."
"There is a war coming Amali, you can't expect us all to just bury our heads in the sand." He growled.
"What will come, will come." Ever said softly pulling a book from her bag.
"Bloody girls." Jason snapped storming out the common room and back down into the castle.
"Don't mind Jason. He has this stupid idea in his head that the world is going to end."
"Amali." Ever pleaded softly.
"Your not helping you know. You and your knowing." Amali grumbled.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Draco watched the pair of them critically.
"Nothing." They chimed in perfect sequence.
"I better get going." Amali sighed. " I am suppose to be tutoring the first years about now."
"Good luck with that." Ever smirked ducking behind her book.
Amali glared at the cover of her book for a moment before smiling at Draco.
"Catch you later Draco." She grabbed her bag and rushed off.
Draco stood there stunned for a moment before looking over to Ever.
She was gazing at him oddly.
"You know your not meant to be here right?" She asked so softly he barely caught it. She shook her head before disappearing behind the pages again.
Draco frowned.
What in the world was going on?
What did she mean?
Did she know he was in the worng time or maybe it was because he was in the wrong house.
"Mcgonagall won't be pleased if your late." Ever said not looking up from her page.
This really wasn't his day.