CHAPTER : 4
INTO THE FUTURE
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AN: Thanks for the reviews to all the amazing readers. Also, in this chapter you'll see my OC.
"Ginny! Harry! Ron!" She said, her eye still on the badge in her hand.
The trio had stopped thinking about ways of maiming Malfoy so that he wouldn't reproduce. Walking over, Ron took the badge from her hands, frowning.
"Rose Weasley?" He read out loud.
"Well, she has to be related to the two of you" Harry said after a few moments of utter silence.
Ginny gave him a look and rolled her eyes as if to say 'duh'.
"You mean to say that the girl that just shrieked, the girl who was running after Malfoy is related to me?" Ron spluttered, his eyes widened.
"And me" Ginny pointed out, raising her eyebrow at Ron. The latter rolled his eyes.
"But how?" Ron asked.
"Seriously, Ron? You really want to know how? We have so many brothers. Does it honestly surprise you that one of them has a kid in the future?" Ginny replied, exasperated.
It was then Ron got a thoughtful look on his face. Looking at Ron's expression and then at each other, Harry and Hermione rolled their eyes in unison at their best friend. He was so ignorant sometimes.
"I think we should head to breakfast now. People are starting to realize that they've never seen us before" Hermione whispered to the group, discreetly looking around at all the looks from passerby's they were receiving.
The rest three nodded and continued their way to the Great Hall.
"What are we to do with this badge now?" Ron quietly asked, his eyes still on the object in his hands.
Harry shook his head, "Isn't it obvious? Keep it now so we can give it back to the girl later?"
Ron nodded, "Yes, yes ofcourse, your right" he said.
Right when they reached the entryway to the hall, the badge flew down the corridor from Ron's hands. He looked at his now empty hands, shocked for a moment before looking at Hermione for explanation.
The latter's eyes were still trained on the corridor, "I think Rose Accio'ed the badge" she finally answered.
"Okay walla, she knows how to perform the Accio spell. Can we please eat now?" Ginny broke the lingering silence and together the four slipped inside the hall, not wanting to draw too much attention towards themselves.
That didn't happen. Naturally.
As they headed towards the Gryffindor table, they noticed every single head on the table turn towards them in confusion. Some looked as if they might confront them but in the end no one walked upto them or questioned anything. Their eyes didn't leave their forms though. Gazes followed them until they were seated at the end of the table.
"I've never, in my life, felt more embarrassed about sitting on my own table" Ron murmured, casting another look at the occasional turn of head towards them.
"Can you blame them? They haven't each any of us around. Wouldn't that surprise you, Ronald?" Hermione mumbled, scrunching her face in disgust while Ron plated his breakfast.
"Ron, just stop thinking for a moment. It's like we have to remind you every single time that we're in the bloody future" Harry said, annoyance in his tone.
Ron just shrugged and incoherently mumbled something but didn't speak. While the four stuffed their faces, Hermione looked around.
"Hogwarts is faring extremely well" She whispered to the group.
In response, their heads turned to look around the Great Hall too.
"Mind you, the last we saw of Hogwarts was when several students pulled out" Harry pointed out.
"Yes but I think the tables are longer. And there honestly are barely any seats left" The former replied.
"No, don't you see that one spot in the middle of the table is blandly left as if, almost as if it is for someone" Ginny wondered.
"Well, it is for someone, obviously. But I get what you're trying to say, Gin" Harry replied, smiling at the red-head. The latter blushed slightly at his use of a nickname.
The loud chatter in the hall suddenly fell and it got extremely quiet. Looking up, the four time travellers noticed most of the eyes were trained on the entrance. Turning her heads, they noticed a small group of students, dressed in their uniforms, heading straight inside the Great Hall.
The first thing Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione noticed was that there were 12 of them. They were talking amongst each other, smiling and waving at those around the hall but the way their eyes lingered, the four time travellers understood that they were awfully aware of the constant eyes on them.
They were stirring straight towards the empty space in the middle of the Gryffindor house table. Funnily enough, not all of them were Gryffindors. Ron was confused how people all around the table regarded even the people that weren't from their own house with such warmth, you would think they were just wearing the wrong color of robes.
The four people from the past also couldn't help but notice the 'Scorpius Malfoy' and 'Rose Weasley' from the hallway a few minutes prior. Then, the girl seemed beyond angry with the boy but now, they were laughing at something with the others as if someone had performed a memory charm on them.
The group looked like something out of a muggle novel. The clique people want to be in. The people everyone wants to be like. The members people want to date. It was weird, the way the group didn't seem to really relish the attention that was being showered on them. Though, not wanting to appear extremely rude, they did throw out some greetings.
"Is this the popular clique of the school or something?" Hermione asked no one in particular.
"Isn't the popular clique suppose to be prideful and arrogant though?" Ginny frowned, still looking at the friendly faces of said group.
"They look so familiar but so different at the same time" Harry quietly said, his eyes roaming to every face in the group.
"It's that boy from yesterday night! See him? He's right there beside the dark skinned girl, do you see him?" Ron was all over the place, staring pointedly at the tall, muscular boy who was chuckling at something they couldn't hear.
"Don't say dark skinned like that, Ronald" Hermione hissed, eyes blazing.
Ron recoiled a little, "I didn't mean it in a bad way, 'Mione" He replied, eyes wide.
Hermione just huffed, took the last bite of her toast and pushed her plate away. Ginny and Harry followed her actions, Ron completely ignored their stares. Their gaze again fell on the group.
One of them was the boy from the common room last night, as Ron pointed out. They could recognize him well. He definitely had the Quidditch player build, shoulders broad and his height tall. He was currently running his hand through his hair, shaking it. His black, shaggy hair that was stuck up in every direction, looking as if he had just rolled out of bed. Judging from his neat robes though, that probably wasn't true.
Next to him, was his girl clone. The girl was beautiful. Not the soft, delicate kind of beauty either, no, she looked like the strong, powerful, classy kind of beauty. The kind of beauty had attracted eyes whatever she wore, wherever she went, whatever she did. Her slightly wavy black hair was gracefully messy and reached her stomach. She was talking to someone who was seated directly in front of her, a soft smile of her face. They couldn't really see her eyes from their position but she looked so much like the boy beside her, they would be lying if they didn't think that the two were related.
On the boy's other side was the 'dark skinned' girl, as Ron so politely had put. Her face looked awfully familiar, as if it was someone's they saw every other day. Her hair was pulled in an intricate sort of hairstyle, dark and straight. She was definitely flirting with another pale haired boy on her other side. Suddenly, she stood to slap the arm of a boy seated in front of her.
This said boy was smirking mischievously. He was dark skinned too. Slightly blackish auburn hair, hands that moved to explain themselves, a loud boisterous kind of laugh. He too was definitely related to the girl who just slapped his arm with an annoyed look on her face.
The group consisted of another three red heads. Their hair varied in shades but it was red nonetheless. One of them was wearing Slytherin robes. She was right next to the first girl. Her blood red hair was classily all over the place. Her posture was one of confidence. She threw her head back laughing, clapping her hands before pointing at someone and saying something. None could really hear her but it sure was funny judging from the laughter that followed from those around her.
Another redhead was definitely a Weasley if taking her exact shade of hair in consideration. She sat tall, a book in front of her but it lay forgotten, as she was evidently very involved in the conversations around her. Her Weasley hair was in an elegant side braid and she was clad in Ravenclaw's blue robes.
The last redhead was the one they knew of. Rose Weasley. She didn't exactly have the Weasley red hair but it was definitely closer. Her physique was gracefully confident. She was shaking her head at something the Malfoy boy was muttering in whisper tones. The said Malfoy boy was also extremely tall, like every other boy in that group. His pale blonde signature Malfoy hair was in place and he evidently wore Slytherin robes.
There was unmistakably a veela amongst them too. Judging by her straight, no strand out of place, blonde hair. Perfectly arched eyebrows and a sharp look plastered on her beautiful face. Beside the girl was most probably her brother. His looks exactly like the former.
There were many other seated all around them, as they laughed without a worry in the world. Another group of students seated directly next to them on the Ravenclaw table were scribbling in their notepads. A few younger looking girls were evidently trying to click a picture.
"Are those girls trying to click their pictures?" Ginny asked, indignantly.
Harry nodded, his expression was bewildered. "Is this how future is?" he asked.
Ron shrugged, "Mate, look around, Slytherins are bloody laughing. People are seated on each other's tables, teachers seemed to have finished their breakfast hours ago and no fight or argument has broken out. Students look happy not worried, like the ones in our time have to be. I think, this is what the future is like" he ranted.
Hermione looked at Ron, as if seeing him in an entirely different light. "Where is all this coming from?" She whispered.
He shrugged again, "I don't know. Hogwarts does seem like a changed place but I think it's changed for the better"
Hermione was still sat staring at him. Harry and Ginny looked on at the pair in amusement.
"Never knew Ron could be so deep" Ginny smirked at her older brother. The latter scoffed.
"I agree with him, though. It's a happy time" Harry commented.
"It's a free time" Ginny interjected.
They looked around again. "When is McGonagall introducing us?" Hermione suddenly asked.
The rest three shrugged, "Don't know. But I'll go with today's dinner time" Harry replied.
"You know, I was just thinking-" Hermione started.
"Like always, you mean" Ron cut her off, with a chuckle.
Hermione glared at him, "Shut up, Ron. You could do with some thinking too" she said.
"Yeah? You weren't saying that a couple of seconds ago" He smirked.
"So, I was thinking, we should go to the library" she ignored Ron's laugh and told the other two.
Harry and Ginny had to laugh at that one too.
"Why?"
"Well, because, if Harry does live, like Professor McGonagall said, and if he does have children, like she implied, and You-know-who's gone in this time, again, like McGonagall said, don't you think Harry would've had a hand in it?" Hermione questioned.
The rest reluctantly nodded their heads.
"So, just think about it, don't you think Harry would have a book on him or something like that? If we're 26 years into the future, that's possibly the only way to find out who our children are" She finished, smugly.
Ginny was confused, "We can just ask some student rather than searching the library, Hermione. Won't Harry's children have his surname and Ron's will have ours?" She said.
Ron and Harry nodded at that. Why sit in the library if you can just ask somebody?
Hermione shook her head desperately, "But we're new here. We can't just go around asking that"
Ginny paused, "Because we're new here, we can go around asking that"
Hermione was quiet for about a minute before speaking up again, "Alright, lets see how any of us ask that"
Ginny groaned, "When you say it like that, you library idea does seem better. But I stand my ground, we can just ask it casually, can't we?" She said, raising her eyebrow at Harry and Ron.
The duo shrugged, "Anything that requires not going to the library" Ron replied and Harry laughed.
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