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They were engulfed in a ball of fire but they were not burnt. They watched as the world seemed to burn into a hazy around them and then be reborn from the ashes. Soon they found themselves where they had started but it seemed different. The door to the private bathroom had just slammed and angry muttering could be heard.

"Give me that!" whispered Galatea angrily as she snatched the phoenix gate from Portia. She led them all into the magically enlarged closet.

"What happened?" asked Persephone he head swimming. She felt something akin to motion sickness and she sat on the floor of her sisters magically enlarged closet.

"Portia is completely mad! That's what happened!" said Galatea getting her bearings

"What'd I do?" asked Portia as she untangled Harry's glasses from her hair. Harry was very grateful that his glasses were nearly unbreakable as Portia handled them roughly.

"Do you have any idea what deflagrate mvri tempi et invervalia means?" asked Galatea

"I don't, I said I didn't." said Portia pulling Harry's glasses free from her blonde tangles

"So your first thought is to read it out loud?" said Harry sarcastically. Portia shoved him into Persephone who then was shoved into Galatea.

"Can we please act like adults?" said Galatea momentarily forgetting the seriousness of their predicament.

"I'm only twelve." Said Persephone retying her hair ribbon. Galatea gave a long suffering sigh.

"We need to be adults right now because you all don't understand the seriousness of our predicament." Said Galatea

"Fine but you have to tell us what's going on." Said Harry

"This is the phoenix gate, it allows you to travel in time to anywhere and any when you want." Said Galatea sounding like a professor

"So Portia wanted to go to where we already were? What a waste of a time…thing." asked Harry

"I was thinking about breakfast time when I read it." Said Portia

"It needs a mind to guide it." Said Galatea

"So why did it listen to Portia?" asked Harry. Portia stuck out her tongue

"This is serious." Said Persephone quietly

"Right you are sister, at least someone here is mature even if it is the youngest. We need to get back to the future." Said Galatea

"I don't want to know my future." Said Harry

"Why not? I'd like to know everything so no bad things could take us by surprise." Said Portia

"Harry's right, it is a bad idea." Said Persephone

"What do you know? You're only twelve."

"I know that if you know your own future you'll have to stick to that path unless you want it to change."

"See, Persephone agrees with me. We're going to see the past." Said Harry

"Wait, when did you become the leader." Said Portia

"I'm the leader because it's my phoenix gate." Said Galatea

"Why can't we just get back?" asked Persephone her words falling on deaf ears

"It's in the house of Pettigrew and I'm a Pettigrew now give it here Black." Said Portia

"You really want to do this?" asked Galatea her wand coming from the holder in her sleeve and down to her hand. Rage seemed to radiate from her person as she gripped her wand. Portia backed down defensively, she knew she's get hurt. Harry and Persephone held their wands in case they had to make a defensive move. As of late Galatea had been unhappy with who and what she was. Persephone thought she should just have been grateful that she was a pure blood witch.

"I-I'm sorry cousin." Said Portia pushing her wand back into its holster. Galatea's rage was replaced by a determination that sacred them all just a bit.

"It's yours." Said Persephone taking the phoenix gate from Portia and handing it to Galatea. They were so wrapped up in their conflict that they didn't hear the bathroom door open but they did hear angry muttering as footsteps stalked across the floor. Galatea grabbed a bag from her floor and then the rest of them. Suddenly just like before they were engulfed in a ball of flame. This passage seemed to take longer but they weren't sure for certain. Time seemed to be simultaneously be passing quickly and slowly until they found themselves on a dusty floor.

"Now when are we?" asked Portia whipping the dust from her dress. Galatea put a finger to her lips and cast a spell to reveal any people. Except for themselves they were alone in the closet, bedroom, floor, and indeed almost the whole house.

"I want to go home!" wailed Persephone. She was scared. She didn't know where she was or when she was. She just wanted to get back to her own time and eat her breakfast and maybe write to her mother.

"Quiet cousin!" said Portia as she was the first to venture out of the closet. She opened the door and found a bare room. Everything but the bed posts had been packed some time ago. A long time ago judging by the layer of duct on everything.

"Don't be scared Persephone, it's um…an adventure. You know, like we used to plan al that time ago." Said Harry

"I don't want an adventure I want to go home." Said Persephone clingy to Harry

"I think were still home." Said Galatea as she walked around the dusty room. Yes, this was her room but it was different. She could hear explosions somewhere off in the distance she looked at eh name on the closet door.

"What's wrong?" asked Portia as she saw the look her cousin gave the door.

"I wanted to go back to before I was born but I didn't make it specific." Said Galatea

"What's that mean for us?" asked Harry as he emerged from the closet with a much calmer Persephone

"Do you who Flossie Santilla Pettigrew is…or rather was?" asked Galatea remembering the family tree she stared at every day.

"She died during the dragon pox epidemic of the Grindelwald wars. She died along with all of father's older brother except for Betelgeuse and his little brother Templeton as well as several half-brothers." Said Harry reciting the Pettigrew family history. He could recite it back to their nation's breaking off from the main British Wizarding world in 1914 if given enough time and a cheat sheet.

"We shouldn't be here." Said Persephone reaching for the phoenix gate. Galatea held it closer to herself.

"You're not leaving anyone behind. Never again." Said Galatea

"Again?" they all said at once

"Never mind. I'm sure we won't catch it." Said Galatea with conviction

"Mother and father are in India." Said Harry the wheels in his head turning

"Or not born yet. I need to see the date. And we're not going to India it will upset my plans." Said Galatea leaving her future bedroom.

"Alright cousin two things; One: What plans and two: we literally have all the time in the world." Said Harry walking alongside her

"There are certain things which have been set in motion, things we must do." Said Galatea walking towards the Pettigrew family library.

"Like what?" asked Portia looking at the unfamiliar familiar space. In place of the portrait of her dead aunts, uncles, and cousins there were people she didn't even recognize. These must have been people who had died before. She looked away as she saw a portrait of a sleeping baby.

"You'll know when they happen now leave me in peace." Said Galatea putting a handkerchief in front of her nose as dust assaulted her senses. Nobody had defiantly been there in a while. She summoned the book she needed quietly so she didn't get the portrait's attention. She led them into the hall and opened the book.

"Here's the last entry in grandmothers journal. This must be from before she lost her gobstones. Said Galatea

"Why would it be in the library?" asked Persephone. If she wrote down all of her personal thoughts she wouldn't leave them in a library for everyone to read.

"She probably thought she wouldn't make it back and left it as a legacy or something." Said Galatea

"Just read it already." Said Portia. Galatea sighed and began to read.

"The year is 1943 the date I have lost track of. The disease has taken another one of my children, Peter. I hope to reuse this name again. Perhaps for the younger brother of my surviving son, Betelgeuse if he does not contract dragon pox. I have contracted it and the only hope is to leave the house, the country. Grindelwald will come for us next, add us to his master race his perfect world. He will kill us all, we will not be swayed as easily as the muggles. Paulette will watch out for Betelgeuse and later the infant Peter. We will journey to India, the infant Peter will live out his life there with the servant Paulette. Paulette is not who she claims to be; this I know as a fact. She claims to be part of the servant class but she shows magical aptitude above anything I've ever seen in a servant. However, I am confident in her ability to protect my son at all costs. I have buried almost ten children now and I fear that I too shall succumb to the plague which has decimated our population so. Mt husband however proves to be immune. I can hear the muggle fighting grow closer and closer to my home and I leave whatever descendant of mine who finds this with this message; don't forget the enemy you cannot see. Magic is not everything, it will fail you and when it does you will lose everything. –Magnolia Peony Pettigrew." Read Galatea

"You think it's true?" asked Portia breaking the silence that had engulfed them

"It was written by grandmother wasn't it?" asked Harry quietly as not to startle the portraits of the dead

"No, I mean about magic failing us." Said Portia

"Like squibs?" asked Persephone grasping her wand in her pale hand. She knew that they had borrowed and improved many devices from muggles but the thought of not having magic chilled her deeply. She resisted the urge to perform a spell, any spell, to make sure it was as within her grasp as her wand.

"I think she meant that magic isn't everything." Said Galatea leading them down the hallway. She felt the phoenix gate in her satchel and knew what must have been done next

"It can't be everything. We have magic and we have everything but if we lost the magic we'd still have everything." Said Portia

"But how could we have something we lost?" asked Harry scratching his head in confusion at Portia reasoning

"Because we'd still have the money, obviously." Said Portia rolling her eyes

"But what's money without magic?" asked Portia

"Solid gold and bank notes." Said Galatea leading them towards the kitchen

"But what use can we have for our things if we don't have magic?" asked Harry

"Can we please stop talking about losing our magic?" said Persephone drawing he wand. Everyone put their hands up defensively

"Alright whatever you say." Said Portia her own wand clutched in her sleeve ready to slide out of its holster

"If everyone is quiet done can we please look for any left-over food for our journey?" said Galatea as she picked cans off the dusty shelves

"Journey?" asked Persephone quietly

"Why can't we just get food when we're where we're going?" asked Portia as she looked around

"Journey?" whispered Persephone a little louder

"Because our money has its mint date inscribed on the side and I don't want to risk being without food." Said Galatea

'I don't want to go on any journey!" said Persephone taking in her familiar unfamiliar surroundings . all of that talk of adventure in childhood was just that, talk. She wanted to be safe and sound in her home with her family.

"You have to come." Said Galatea unyieldingly

"You are not the boss of me!" said Persephone with a stomp

"Cousin…?" asked Harry as Portia motioned to the door. Harry could hear some talk coming closer and began to frantically put some food into the bag. These must have been the soldiers left behind to guard the house.

"If you go back now you'll tell everyone what we did. I know you." Said Galatea

"I will not! You don't know me at all." Said Persephone

"Hey?" said Portia trying to get their attention. They paid her no mind.

"Besides, what if we're gone a long time. We'll look either older or younger than you." Said Galatea

"Hey!" said Portia tugging on Galatea's dress. Galatea batted her away.

"I don't care." Said Persephone

"I don't want to lose you. You're my only sister." Said Galatea. Portia started to pull on Galatea's hair. This got her attention.

"What! Can't you see I'm trying to keep her from blowing the entire operation?" said Galatea as Harry put the last of the food into her bag.

"There are servants or something out there and when they come back and see all of their food missing they're going to be really mad." Said Harry

"Why didn't you two say something earlier?" said Galatea. She was met with annoyed looks.

"Right. Sorry." Said Galatea sheepishly. She reached around her bag and retrieved the phoenix gate. They once again burnt down the walls of time and space to their new destination.