Author's Note: Hi again! This is the 3rd chapter. Hope you like it and you will continue to read my story! Pls... read and review.
Chapter 3
†Once Upon A Time†
Draco lay on the damp grass as he woke up. It's already dark. "Where am I?" Draco asked himself while trying to stand up. He saw the Hogwarts castle. He's safe. He's still in Hogwarts. But how did I get here? He mused endlessly. Draco looked at his hand and saw the vial, still filled with a little amount of the blue potion. He turned at his hand and it returned to its normal pale color. He immediately went to the castle. It's very late and he doesn't want Filch to catch him.
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Meanwhile in the shores of the frozen lake, Hermione lay on the icy earth. She immediately tried to stand up. Then she saw a figure walking near the lake, but not towards her. Hermione tried to see in the dark and recognize the figure. The silhouette came closer and closer. When it came closer, she saw four figures. It's a blur.
"Hurry Prongs, it's going to be full moon any minute now." A familiar voice said. Hermione is sure she heard that voice somewhere, but she didn't know where. Prongs? She thought, it seems to be familiar. But where did she hear it? When the four figures' faces are almost visible, Hermione quickly hid behind the nearest oak tree. She is panting for breath.
"Don't worry Moony, we'll be there." The voice said again. Then Hermione peeked to look who the speaker is. It is Sirius Black. But how could that have been? She asked herself and took another glance at the figures. Hermione saw them all. The Marauders! She thought frantically. Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. But H-h-harry's dad died a long time ago. She told herself, but the figures seem to be solid, real, she couldn't be dreaming! Hermione look at them once more, they looked younger. Younger. That word rang inside Hermione's head. I must have gone back in time! She decided anxiously.
When the figures where gone, maybe off to the Whomping Willow to go to the Shrieking Shack because of Lupin's transformation to become a werewolf. Hermione immediately charmed herself so that no one would recognize her, because if someone does, she'll be in great danger. It's not good to meddle with time and history. Hermione made her hair straight and sleek and she conjured a pair of eyeglasses and put it on. "Vittoria Saunierre, that will be my name." Hermione decided and she headed of to the Hogwarts castle.
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Draco almost reached the castle doors when he heard some whispers and hissing. He immediately docked behind a bush nearby. He began to listen.
"I don't need your help mudblood!" a cold drawl came.
"How dare you call me like that? Why? Are you pureblood." A girl fired back.
"No, but at least I'm not a mudblood." The voice belongs to a boy.
"You arrogant git! Not even thanking me…"
"Thanking you for what? For saving my skin from Potter? That James Potter."
James Potter? Does anyone call Harry, James? He asked himself. No one he heard off, even great Potter's dear friends call him Harry. Draco peeked to see who are speaking. Unbelievable! He told himself. I-I-I-I must be dreaming! But he isn't. I must have gone back in time. He decided after seeing the younger version of Severus Snape and Lily Evans-Potter.
Draco immediately ran behind a large tree. "I must disguise. It's no good if others see me as Draco Malfoy, especially Snape." He whispered to himself as he panted for breath. Lucky, he is listening to his Transfiguration class. He made his sleek silver hair that is gelled backwards, loose and made it dirty blond. Then he made his pale skin to gain more color. His skin became fair, not pale, not tan, but fair. "Stephen McKenna." He started, "That'll be my name for this time." Draco finished and hurried in the castle after Snape and Evans get in too. He's still clutching the vial, he reached his pocket for a cork then he immediately corked the vial with a little amount of the unknown blue potion then pocketed it. Professor Dumbledore. He thought and went to see the headmaster.
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Hermione hurried to the castle. She quickly entered the castle doors. It's nice and cozy. The warmth entered her body, but she's too weak. She had bruises all over. Hermione decided to walk slowly. But her body can't walk anymore. She wanted to rest. After a couple of seconds, her body gave up. She fell on the stone floor, unconscious.
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Draco Malfoy stood outside Professor Dumbledore's office. "Of, course, the password." He told himself. He didn't know the password. What would he do? Then, the stone eagle moved and revealed an old man with half moon spectacles and long white beard. Albus Dumbledore. Draco felt blessed to see Dumbledore.
"May I ask your name, young man?" Professor Dumbledore asked warmly.
"Dra-Stephen. Stephen McKenna." Draco told the old Professor.
"So, may I ask what is your business here, Stephen?" Dumbledore asked once again.
"Oh, I-I-I'm a new student. I'm tr-transferring here in my 7th year. This year is my 7th… and I-I-I missed the train." Draco said. It's pretty hard for him to manage to come up with words to make a very big lie to the headmaster.
"Very well, come with me." Dumbledore said as he and Draco went to his office. Dumbledore's office is filled with various paintings and portraits. On one corner, there is a beautiful phoenix. On the other end, there is a stool, with the Sorting Hat on it.
"Have a seat. I'm going to sort you first." Dumbledore said as he lifted the hat and pointed on the stool. Draco nodded and sat down. Dumbledore put the hat on Draco's head with loose dirty blond hair.
"Hmmm… very interesting. I think I shouldn't have encountered you this early. Anyways… better be Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat said.
Slytherin, just then something rang in Draco's mind that made him frantic. "Professor, is Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Mal-Black are still in here?" he asked.
"No. They already graduated. Why?" Dumbledore asked Draco.
"Oh… I-I-I heard about them from my parents." Draco lied. Actually, they are my parents. Draco thought, trying to make himself stop to blurt it out to Dumbledore.
"Very well then. I'll get you to Professor Slughorn, he's the head of the Slytherin house." Dumbledore told him, with eyes full of curiosity and hunger for knowledge under the half moon spectacles.
Draco nodded and followed Dumbledore to meet Horace Slughorn.
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Lily Evans was on her way to the Gryffindor tower. She just went to the Kitchens to have something to drink. As she walks along the corridors, she kept muttering words and cursing under her breath. Hmp! That pompous James Potter and that stupid and arrogant Severus Snape! Oh, I hate them both. She thought endlessly. Just then, she tripped on something.
"Ouch." She said as she touched her hip. Lily put all her strength to stand up. What thing did she trip on? She doesn't know. She began to feel scared. Was it a monster? A snake? Or is it Potter or is it just Snape?
"Lumos." She whispered. The torchlight seems to grow dimmer, so she needed other source of light. Just then she looked at that 'thing'.
"Oh my god." She gasped.
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"Professor Slughorn, I have some news for you." Dumbledore knocked on the wooden door that has 'Potions Master Office' engraved on it. Draco immediately remembered Snape.
Just then, a short and fat old man opened the door. "What is it Albus? It's late you know." The man wheezed.
"I'm sorry Horace, but I got some important news, this lad here…" Dumbledore stepped aside and pushed Draco towards the man that Dumbledore just called Horace. "Is a 7th year, according to his story, he's a transferee from other wizarding school and he was sorted in Slytherin, your house." He finished.
"Slytherin? Good." The man told Dumbledore. The man eyed Draco carefully. It only lasted for seconds, but Draco thinks felt like it lasted for hours. "Hello boy. I'm Professor Horace Slughorn. I'm the head of Slytherin house. What your name?" Slughorn asked Draco with a glint in his eye.
"S-S-Stephen McKenna." Draco mumbled. Still, unused to the name 'Stephen' and is always about to blurt out 'Draco Malfoy'.
"Nice to meet you Mr. McKenna. I will lead you to the Slytherin Common Room. Follow me." Slughorn patted Draco on the shoulder. "Thank you, Albus." He told Dumbledore.
Draco followed Slughorn. The plump old wizard walked farther in the cold and dark dungeons. Draco gazed at the torch-lit corridors as he follows Slughorn. Just then Slughorn stopped in front of an all-too-familiar thing.
"Acid Pop." Slughorn muttered. Then, it flew open. Draco peeked inside and saw the familiar green and silver room with plush armchairs, crackling fire and books all over. The Slytherin Common Room.
"Ah, Mr…" Slughorn started in confusion.
"McKenna." Draco assisted.
"Right, so Mr. McKenna, this is the Slytherin Common room. This is where you'll stay." Slughorn said as he entered the room. Draco followed him. The green and silver color filled his eyes once again. "Oh, and just say the password 'Acid Pops' so that the door will open." Slughorn wheeze. Draco just nodded. "The boy's dormitories on the left." Slughorn pointed the staircase.
Slughorn went out the common room, leaving the feel-at-home Draco alone. He went in the boys' dorms and saw sleeping pigs and scrawny boys snoring. He just snickered at them. He just lay on one of the empty beds around. He closed the curtain and dozed off. It's already late.
Author's Note: What do you think of it? Review now! Maybe I'll post the next chapter next week or next next week. (I have tests in school.).
