Draco had the sneaking feeling that he and Salazar were about to start getting along. Draco had made a, rather lewd, joke about the two of them gathering the hair of a Veela for a wand core. He had the unfortunate, pleasure of hearing Salazar's rather high pitched gasping laughter. He had found the joke quite amusing.

"Oh, to be under the spell of a Veela again. If only they didn't turn quite nasty when you decided not to stay in the morning." By the sounds of it, Salazar knew first hand. A feat which impressed Draco even.

"Salazar!" Godric burst in the room. The look in his face held no trace of joy. "Come! It's the Chimaera, it's in town. We've got to help." Salazar burst into action immediately, moving faster than Draco thought his slim frame would be able to. "You!" Godric pointed at Draco startling him. "Go get Helga and Hermione. Rowena has already left. Helga will have the blood that you spoke of in her stores. Then come down before any more blood is shed."

Draco didn't know what else to do other than obey. Hell he didn't even know where he was going to find the two of them. Before he could ask though Godric and Salazar had disappeared. What the hell was Draco supposed to do? He didn't have a wand! He couldn't help them fight off a Chimaera. Looking at the wands that Salazar already had made, Draco grabbed one refusing to be defenseless and ran through the halls yelling Hermione's name at the top of his lungs.

Good god they had only been there for a few hours and already they had a crisis on their hands. Medieval times. Wonderful. Let's play with time Draco. Let's try to change Father's fate Draco. You prat. Oh yes he had really screwed the pooch with this one.

Hermione was all but mooning over a scroll about Peruvian Djinn. She hadn't ever read anything quite like it before, it really was fascinating. It only made Hermione feel more giddy that she was reading it in her own office with Helga Hufflepuff sitting in the room lounging with her, reading from a similar scroll.

"This is really fascinating. I never knew that Djinn existed. Well, I knew that ghouls were referred to as types of Djinn but there was nothing I ever read that suggested that Djinn, actually living breathing powerful beings existed." Hermione commented unfurling the scroll further to read more.

"Yes, Salazar had, well he'll say it was pleasant, he had the pleasure of meeting a tribe of Djinn once on his travels to gather exotic wand wood. Between you and me, I rather think that they are the reason he started losing his hair. Man used to have a glorious head full of hair." Helga shook her head, muttering what a shame it was beneath her breath.

"Really? I'd love to ask him about that. I don't want him to be upset that I ask him about it. Do you think he will?" Hermione asked curiously, though Helga didn't get a chance to answer as both of them heard the yelling coming through the halls. Hermione stood up immediately, wand drawn, Helga mimicking her actions.

"Hermione!" Draco burst through the portrait. She wasn't sure how he had gotten through it without knowing the password, that was something she would have to ask him later. Gasping a little, hand on his side, Draco wheezed for a moment. "Good. You're both." He swallowed taking a deep breath. "Here. Chimaera down in town. Godric said that you would have the blood that we need to kill the beast." There was a fire in Helga's eyes and she nodded.

"The blood and the sword. Though I dare say we should bring more and dose Godric's sword for good measure." Helga shot off.

"But I thought it had to be mixed under a full moon?" Hermione looked at Draco, her brown eyes blinking in confusion. "Didn't you say it had to be mixed under a full moon?" She asked feeling as if she had missed something.

"That's what the lore says." Draco responded not feeling particularly cross with her at the moment, not knowing that he was about to face a fire breathing conglomerate of multiple animals all that wanted to kill him. "Hermione. We have bigger problems. I don't know if they know the Conjunctivitis Curse. Do you think you'd be able to cast that nonverbally?" Draco asked his voice low. He didn't want to risk Helga coming back and overhearing their conversation.

"Cast Conjunctivify without saying anything? That's a big challenge. I'm not the best at nonverbal spells." Hermione chewed on her bottom lip looking at Draco a little worried.

"Come now Granger. Now isn't the time to be modest. Do you think you can do it or not?" Draco asked slamming his hand down on her desk. Hermione narrowed her eyes at him.

"Let's say that I can. Does that mean you have some sort of plan?" Hermione asking him seething. They had a crisis on their hands and he still found time to piss her off!

"I do. You just make sure that when I'm in position you cast the curse. Granger. Don't miss. It'll be my life if you do, not yours." He shoved off of her desk with such force he moved it slightly. Helga arrived back moments later. She held a sword that looked awfully close to a scimitar a thick black paste lining the edge of the blade. In her hand a bottle of the same paste. Helga tossed the sword to Draco who caught it with finesse.

"Come on, we've got to go help the others." Helga commanded taking control of the situation with flare.

"Helga! Is this even going to work?" Hermione asked as they ran through the castle. "It's supposed to be under a full moon that these things were combined. It's daylight outside." As they burst through the castle doors Hermione could hear the growing chaos in the distant. People were screaming and Hermione swore she heard an explosion at one point.

"I did mix them under a full moon. The full moon is in two days. I simply made a little leap." Helga explained, Hermione's heart spiked. Helga made a little leap? She leapt through time? Could Helga be the answer that they needed? Could she help them return to their own time?

Hermione felt as if she had never run so far in her life. She knew that she had run faster, further though, that was different. God why did the Hogwarts grounds have to be so expansive? For once Hermione wished that she liked to ride brooms. Ten minutes later Hermione stared in horror as they came upon the town. Houses were already burning. Rowena was putting them out as quickly as she could with the help of a room citizens but it didn't matter.

"Hermione!" Draco's yell brought her back to reality, yelling over the roar of the Chimaera. It sounded like a lion, which didn't surprise her as it had the head of a lion, but much worse. It's long, thick green dragon's tail whipped out trying to catch Salazar around the ankles but the man had quickly moved out of the way sending another curse at it. Godric and Salazar were both circling the creature each hitting it with different stunning spells, some Hermione didn't recognize.

"Godric! Your sword!" Helga yelled jumping into battle valiantly. Godric had one hand on his wand, the other firmly grasped around the ruby handle of his sword. He flung it at Helga, much like she had done to Draco. Leaping out of a blast of fire that the Chimaera had sent her way with a snarl of it's massive head. Hermione had always thought goats were relatively medium sized beasts, though the body attached to the Chimaera had to of been closer to the size of a horse.

"Hermione. Be ready." Draco called over another furiously howl of the Chimaera. Putrid smelling blue blood had sprouted from its hindquarters. Godric had gotten his sword back from Helga embedded with the blood mixture. It's working! Dear lord it's working! Hermione thought to herself in amazement before panic settled over her. She had to curse the damn thing! Draco was moving closer to it, no wand in his hand only the scimitar that Helga had given him. Pointing at wand at the Chimaera Hermione did her best to focus on it's eye.

Please Merlin let me do this! Hermione all but prayed before thinking, as loudly and strongly as she could. Conjunctify! Nothing happened at first and Hermione swore under her breath. Draco was getting closer, throwing Hermione a dirty look.

"Hermione! Now!" He yelled and she saw what he was about to do. He was going to leap at the creature the moment he saw that Hermione had succeeded.

Conjunctify! God she screamed it in her head. This time it worked. The creature howled in rage it's tail whipping wildly as it's eye closed swelling shut immediately. In it's blind spot Draco seized his opportunity and leap at the creature, sword above his head. Hermione heard the swish of the blade in the air and saw as its head hit the ground in a sickening thunk.

"Oh my. Oh dear. Draco. You, you," Hermione stuttered. Oh how they had changed history indeed. "You killed it. You killed a Chimaera." Over Hermione's words the people had begun to cheer wildly coming out of the houses they had fled to, the last of the fires sizzling out. Even Rowena looked impressed with him. He had a splatter of the foul smelling blood on him, but that didn't cover the red slowly mixing in with it from the gash on his side.

"I did. Now. Can anyone make sure I don't bleed out to death?" Draco asked falling to one of his knees, the only thing holding him up was the hand on the scimitar now firmly in the ground.

"Rowena! Rowena come, this man needs your attention." Helga yelled both she and Hermione had rushed to his aid. Hermione moved to scoop up his left side but Draco pulled away from her a savage curl on his lips.

"Don't touch me!" He spat at her forcing himself to stand. He realized that Godric and Helga were both looking at him incredulously. "I can stand on my own. I don't need help with that. I just need some healing. Can you do that?" Draco asked looking at Rowena. He was still peeved Hermione could tell. A part of her was quite miffed that he had rebuked her help. That had worked so well together! Without her he wouldn't have been able to slay the damn beast in the first place.

" I can heal you a bit. You'll need to get back to the castle and take a potion or two as well as get some bandages." His attitude didn't seem to deter her in the least. "Vulnere Sanaris." Rowena exclaimed waving her wand in the pattern of a hex before almost jabbing it at Draco. He cried out in pain, clutching onto his side. "Your flesh is attempting to meld itself together. It's going to hurt." Rowena explained uninterested.

"Thanks. Couldn't have told me that before you did it?" Draco bit out his breathing strained. After a few moments he finally stood up though, lifting his tunic out of his britches to look at his abdomen. Where there had been four deep gashes only angry, red scars remained.

"Where is the fun in that?" Rowena asked blinking at Draco. "Those are magical scars, they might not ever go away but you'll live." Rowena's attention turned from Draco and instead landed on Hermione. "What spell did you cast at it? I have never seen anything like it." Hermione sputtered.

"The spell? I only cast a stunning spell at it. The effect of my stunning spell must have melded with another. I've never seen that reaction before either." Part of it wasn't a lie. Hermione hadn't ever seen the Conjunctivitis Curse before. She was more interested in how Rowena had known that she had cast a spell at the creature.

"Indeed." Rowena still stared at Hermione for a long moment making her feel an itch deep in her brain. Was Rowena a Legilimens? Could she break into Hermione's mind? Hermione had never trained in Occlumency but from Rowena's dark gaze alone, she was sorely wishing she had. Only the sound of Salazar's voice broke the eerie silence between Rowena and Hermione.

"I think, we might have found your new wand core young Mr. Malfoy." He proclaimed holding up an impressive sized claw freshly picked from the carcass of the Chimaera. "I've never worked with Chimaera before. This," His smirk held a glint of evil, reminding Hermione of all the horrible things she had heard about him. ", this will make for a most fascinating study."

A/N: Thank you everyone for your support! I love your reviews. I hope that you are all enjoying my take on the Founders. I updated these last few chapters rather quickly because I had so much fun writing them. Though I want to stress I probably won't post three chapters within twenty-four hours often.