Lyra was not sure how her new help would do in the castle. They were magic, and obviously from a different time (considering the young female was wearing trousers)

She sat in her room with the bushy haired female brushing out her long, strawberry blonde hair.

"You will get found out." Lyra said in a cold voice as she stared at the girl with cold eyes in the mirror.

"No we won't, we're smarter than that." Hermione said as she looked at the young girl. Lyra smirked a bit in amusement.

"Sure you are." Lyra said as Hermione pulled her hair back and started braiding it.

Hermione noticed that Lyra had the grace of the princess she read about when she was little, along with the posture they had in movies when she was little.

The only difference though, was that instead of being selfless and wanting to find love. Along with being kind hearted, Lyra was quite cold. Of course, she had warned them about magic but that was the only good thing she did. She ordered them around like servants!

"You know, we aren't your servants." Hermione mused out loud as she braided Lyra's long hair.

"Actually, I believe you are. You got hired, remember? You have to do what I say or else you will be out in the street again." She stated as Hermione finished the braid and tied the end of it. She stood up as the others walked in.

"What's going on?" Ron asked.

"She has stated that you aren't my servants, but you are and therefore you shall say no such thing, again." Lyra said as she looked around the room at the six people. "Understood?"

"We are not your servants. You are helping us hide, that is all." Draco spat out at her.

"Oh really." Lyra said as she took a step towards Draco. "You are my servant, therefore I command you to shut your mouth."

"No, I don't have to do anything you say." Draco said as he glared at her.

"Draco." Narcissa said as she tried to stop her son. She placed her hand on his shoulder, but Draco shrugged it off.

"Listen here-" She was cut off.

"No you listen here. You are younger than me therefore we don't have to do anything you say." Draco said.

"You listen here boy," Lyra said with such menace in her voice everyone could have sworn that she going to hex them. "You are a servant here under my uncles command. You shall do everything I say and if I do not authorise an action there will be consequences. You disobey, being thrown in the street will seem like heaven compared to what I could do." Hissed the blonde girl.

"What can you do? Beat me at stitching? Ooh I am so scared." Draco said pretending to be scared. Lyra's eyes narrowed to slits.

"I will tell my uncle you are magic, know what that means Mr-I-am-so-smart?" asked Lyra.

"Draco, please stop talking." Hermione pleaded.

"Why should I, mudblood?" Draco snapped at her.

"Because, she will tell her uncle and we will be drowned, or worse, burned alive." Hermione whispered.

"Correct." Lyra said with a menacing smile as she stared at them all. "So you better do what I say and nothing else."

With that, she turned around and walked over to the window that showed the view outside. The grass was green and the sun shining. If she were a child, she would have been outside playing in the fields with her help. Or having a lesson under a tree.

Instead she was in her tower room, having to keep her help in place and from speaking out.

"Now," Lyra said calmly but still in a cold voice as she turned around, her royal blue dress swishing at her feet, "you all need a change of dress. Those… things will not do here." She said and looked at their clothing with disgust.

"Why not?" Ron asked as he looked down at his clothing.

"I am assuming you come from the future." Lyra said as she looked upon them and looked them all over before walking towards her bed.

"Yes." Said Ron.

"Well, people don't wear those clothing here. So, they must go." Lyra stated as she bent down, and when she stood up straight again, she was holding a stick, a wand.

"You have a wand." Hermione gasped.

"Of course." Lyra said. She waved it and all of their clothing changed to something from her time. "You shall wear this. This only. If you need new ones, buy them." Lyra then hid her wand.

"How did you get a wand?" Harry asked curiously.

"I don't trust you." Lyra snapped as she glared at him, "therefore you don't get to know. Now, I want breakfast. Lets go get some, come on nanny." She said and walked out with an annoyed Narcissa Malfoy following her.