This took altogether too much time to write but I'm glad I finally got it done and over with, hope you all enjoy and if you don't well...review regardless I don't mind creative criticism. I need to get some sleep now so you all take care, as always please review.

Lillith's first day back at Hogwarts began on a sour note, when she'd gone to shower she'd found that most of her shampoos, conditioners, and various other beauty products had all been destroyed inside her trunk during the crash. Apparently the charm work was in fact not rated for high speed impacts, who knew?

After a few scourgify charms she realized that the destroyed hair care items had managed to ruin most of her parchment on top of all her quills being crushed under her school books. Shifting the ruined potioneers kit aside she paused seeing something that vastly improved her mood. Taking the gaily wrapped gift with 'Happy Birthday Hermione' scrawled across it out amongst her various tomes she shook it gently and smiled to herself; at least the important things weren't ruined.

Grabbing one of her uniforms and silently thanking Aunt Andi for forcing her to pack her clothes and unmentionables in a separate trunk compartment she approached Tracey's bed hoping she would lend a hand.

"Hey Trac, you awake?" The mumbled reply of no, then the quiet sigh following it told her that her roommate was not pleased but willing to listen, as a bleary face appeared between the curtains Lilly threw her a winning smile. It didn't help, sighing herself she threw her thumb over her shoulder towards her still open trunk as she opined, "Look almost all my hair stuff got ruined in the wreck, I know we use the same brands so I was hoping I could borrow some until I can owl order replacements?"

Nodding in understanding (If there was one thing teenage Slytherins, male or female understood it was the need to look good at all times, or at least better then the Gryffindors) Tracey muttered her reply as she disappeared back into her bed.

"Go for it, put it back when done," thanking her fellow ravenette despite being aware she'd already passed back out Lilly completed her morning rituals around the time Hermione woke up. Leaving her friend to do her thing Lilly used the waiting time to clean out her trunk and much to her consternation over half of her stuff was just straight out ruined. Letting out an aggravated grunt she stood and kicked the trunk closed while falling on her bed with a huff, sensing her mistress's annoyance Nelle slithered over to her and curled around the teens splayed out arm.

"You know what Nelle? If I had felt even a modicum of regret about killing all thossse blokesss yesterday I officially no longer care, thossse were desssigner productsss you can't just go to Diagon alley and grab them off the ssshelf! Ugh...bloody Death Eatersss!" Nelle for her part just let out soothing hisses towards the frustrated girl since snakes really didn't get the whole skin and hair care thing. The effort was appreciated though, after a time Hermione wandered in from the shower already dressed as she pulled a comb through her wet tangled curls, wincing and suppressing the urge to swear the brunette plopped down beside her friend.

Crookshanks took this time to dart out from her bed and quickly fell beside her waiting impatiently to be showered with affection by his pet human, his deep purring proved that he had not had to wait long. Tossing her comb back to her bed she glanced to Lilly who was still scowling at the canopy ceiling, cocking her head to the side she tentatively asked,

"Knut for your thoughts Lilly?" Emerald eyes shot over to meet her gaze and the angry sharpness set on her pale face softened noticeably as she smiled,

"Morning 'Mione, and it's my trunk, most of my shite got ruined and while the school supplies aren't a real big deal I lost alot of my more expensive things and a few gifts I'd gotten over the years. Annoyed," Hermione hmm'd a bit at that as she stood from the bed and opened her side drawer to pull out a brush, finishing what she'd started she glanced at the full length mirror set in the wall between their beds and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well I'm a bit surprised but at the same time not, you didn't pack your trunk as a muggle would for a long trip did you?" Sitting up earning her an annoyed hiss from Nelle Lilly raised a single brow in question,

"Noooooo, I'm a witch who does witchy things, why wou-" she paused a moment then sighed as she smacked her forehead in exasperation, "Of course, you went for redundancy and padded the fragile stuff in your trunk didn't you?" Smirking knowingly she offered the younger teen a hand and pulled her off the bed,

"Quite, come along we'll go see the Deputy Headmistress then at breakfast you can write a list of everything you need replaced, maybe your dad has a few spares to save time?" Lilly nodded feeling slightly foolish for not thinking ahead like Hermione had but, well, what could be said, Lillith Potter was an incredibly smart witch, Hermione Granger just happened to be smarter.

"Right right, lets go," smiling Hermione squeezed her hand while Lilly yawned in her free one and was guided/dragged out of the dungeons by the far too awake bookworm. Reaching McGonagall's office in record time the two witches knocked on the door and waited patiently, a few seconds later it swung open and they faced off against the stern visage of the Deputy Headmistress.

"Ladies, good morning, if you would come in and close the door?" Doing so they approached her desk as she dropped her mask and grinned openly, "Lilly, Hermione, it does my heart good to see you two were unharmed, and while I'd love to catch up it will have to wait till a later date, so much to do and with all this extra chaos..." The young witches before her exchanged a glance then turned back to the Scotswoman,

"That's all right Aunt Minnie, I know how it goes so we'll put the socializing off till later, what's up?" Smiling fondly at her great-grandniece Minerva pulled out a pair of intricately carved wood boxes about the size of two decks of playing cards stacked atop each other, sliding one to each teen she explained the gifts.

"Normally when some ambitious youngster gets it in their head to take all the electives at once we would coach them into selecting a more reasonable curriculum by cutting a few of the classes from their schedule." Much to Lilly's amusement Hermione looked indignant at the very idea of cutting her workload, if truth were to be told so was Lilly, but if worse came to worse Tom could always tutor her while she slept. Sometimes it was pretty brilliant having one of your best friends living in your head,

Shaking her head lightly to refocus on her Aunt Lilly gave the aged Professor her undivided attention, "You two though are a special situation, academically you both are quite simply the best students we've had in a generation, so I contacted an old friend at the Department of Mysteries and he pulled some strings to get these loaned out." Lilly's natural curiosity overrode her natural distrust of the Ministry of Magic so as she accepted her box she cracked it open without hesitation, upon seeing its contents she took in a sharp intake of breath as she mumbled,

"Great googly moogly..." Eyes wide she reached a shaky hand into the box and wrapped her fingers around a fine gold chain, pulling it up she stared at the complex hourglass pendant that swung before her eyes like a pendulum, Hermione's actions mirrored her own. Greatly amused at the young witches antics Minerva smiled warmly,

"Indeed Lilly, these time-turners are a controlled item within not only the ministry but the entire magical world, while time can fix most inconsistencies a traveler can cause it would be best to avoid issues all-together so follow the instructions in the boxes to their fullest."

The pair of Slytherins slid their time-turners chains around their necks as they listened to the older woman, both still staring at the devices with reverence, "Now my friend Saul Croaker, he's the Unspeakable I mentioned earlier, tells me that these are safe to go back anywhere from one to eight hours.

"Usually he lies to the people who sign them out and tells them its limit is five hours so they don't do anything too incredibly stupid, but seeing as he figured a pair of precocious genii would want to push the envelope he decided to give the full disclosure. So please, when you see the envelope don't even sneeze on it much less push it." Both students giggled lightly at that as they finally returned their full attention to their Professor, tapping her chin with her forefinger Lilly eventually asked what was really bothering her,

"Aunt Minnie, not that this isn't absolutely brilliant, but why would they assign a pair of teenage witches a device like this instead of using them to I don't know...catch criminals? Rig bets, you know cause chaos and work time for personal gain?" Minerva pursed her lips tightly at that question but before she could respond Hermione answered for her, although significantly less reprovingly then the young teens Great-Aunt would have.

"It's because of the Novikov self-consistency principle Lilly," said witch stared at her best friend a moment and responded with a rather intelligent,

"What?" Laughing lightly Hermione schooled her features and went into professor mode,

"The Novikov self-consistency principle was developed by a Russian physicist by the name of Igor Dmitriyevich Novikov in the mid eighties. It basically solves the paradoxes that spring up in time travel theory, in essence if you saw something happen, then it cannot unhappen. You can though alter events that led to the event, but it will happen in one form or another regardless."

Lilly stared at her friend with half lidded eyes and for the second time today 'Lilly Potter smart, Hermione Granger smarter' popped into her mind. Rubbing her temples slowly she eventually just shook her head and smiled,

"Right then, we'll pretend that didn't give me a headache and move on," Minerva smiled gently at that while Hermione scoffed,

"Really Lilly I thought you kept up on the muggle sciences," Lillith most certainly did not pout as she crossed her arms and sniffed disdainfully,

"I keep up on the important things, nothing wrong with that," Hermione turned to face her completely as she shot back with,

"And time travel isn't important? Understanding how the flow of time works is necessary to delve into the deeper theories of relativity! Why-" Minerva cleared her throat causing Hermione to stop before she gathered any real steam, Lilly was rather proud of the fact that she managed to hide her relief.

"As interesting as this conversation is I do have much to get done and you two need to get to breakfast so Severus can give you your schedules, now run along and try not to get into too much trouble. I'll try to send an invite for tea later this week Lilly, Hermione can of course come along if she wishes." Both teenage witches nodded and rushed around the desk to give the stern woman a heartfelt hug, she didn't resist as she patted them on their backs then shooed them off.

As they skipped out of the office hand in hand far too excited to keep up standard Slytherin policies of appearance Lilly quickly thought out,

"Tom were you ever given a time-turner?" Sighing in annoyance he grumbled back with,

"No love, I wasn't," thinking that over a moment she quickly replied,

"Well that's just a crime isn't it? What kind of chaos do you want to cause with it?" Tom thought it over awhile then grinned back viciously,

"That muggle Russians law said whatever happens is meant to happen, nothing Hermione said proves that we can't place wagers on events we already know are going to happen. We have an invisibility cloak, polyjuice potion, and a trust vault, I say we go to the Goblins House of Vice and clean the little bastards out." Lilly nodded in full agreement, if you could count on goblins for one thing it was to be consistently ruthless, so if they played up the foolish witch act they'd gladly accept any bets.

"Do we really need the money though?" He paused at this then shrugged,

"No, but it'll be funny," Lilly suppressed the urge to giggle, Morgana she loved her friends.

After getting her schedule from her dad Lilly and her friends (sans Hermione, but she did help edit) began writing out lists of what needed to be replaced after the crash, the moment Lilly was done Hedwig landed before her foot extended. Snorting lightly she worked her fingers through the snowy owls head feathers a moment before attaching the letter to the proffered claw and in a wink the majestic owl was gone as fast as she had appeared. Looking down at her schedule as she began walking to her first class Lilly couldn't help but grimace at her Monday workload, Care For Magical Creatures first period, followed by Divination, Transfiguration, Potions, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.

While Draco and Blaise had both opted to take Runes and Care for creatures as their electives both ladies of their quartet had to keep mum about their massive workload and the time-turners that allowed it to happen, Draco took Lilly's odd reticence as an opening to poke a bit of fun at his favorite witch.

"Ah come on Lilly, why do you look so down? You actually like that bumbling buffoon Hagrid, you should be looking forward to this class!" Lilly shot him a cold look but he held her gaze with his mercury grey eyes before they both began snickering and gently knocked their heads together in amusement,

"I do like Hagrid, and don't call him a buffoon the bloke did try to shoot Voldemort with a crossbow, props for that yeah?" Both Blaise and Draco exchanged a look before shrugging and nodding, it wasn't a deed to scoff at for sure, "And it's not that I'm dreading the class its just that I'm worried about the amount of extra homework we'll have this year. I mean really this is going to be the first time in the past fifty years were every teaching position is handled by someone competent...that means extra work." Hermione grimaced at that as she ran a hand through her full hair, coming to a stop Draco pulled the door leading to the outer gardens of the castle open and she nodded her thanks with a smile before replying,

"I don't know, I've heard our Divination teacher is a bit...quirky..." As if by magic...which likely meant all kinds of illegal magic, the Weasley twins appeared beside the Silver Quartet,

"Ello our favoritist third years, delightfully dreary day to take a constitutional now isn't it?" The other twin, Lilly just decided to label him Gred, continued for Forge,

"Quite so, the Dementors and all, leaves a certain ambiance that one could live without doesn't it?" Forge nodded in agreement before stepped before the group stopping them in their tracks, crossing his arms he met Lilly's eyes as Gred moved to his side doing the same. Lilly felt like gulping a bit as she shifted under that scrutinizing gaze before both twins smiled widely,

"So you protected GinGin when you should have run away from those spiders screaming," Gred stated as Forge took the banter baton

"I would have, things were bloody scary," Gred nodded sagely as he continued,

"Me too brother of mine me too, and then not even a full year later you pull Likkle Ronikens from the Express wreck while his dear-"

"And infinitly more handsome,"

"brothers were locked in their cabin," their smiles dropped at this and they both bowed at once,

"Lillith Potter the House of Weasley owes you more then we can ever repay,"

"So please as a sort of...recompense take our advice," they exchanged one last look before stating as one,

"Drop divination, she's bloody barmy," bowing once again the tricksters of Hogwarts excused themselves and walked away, Blaise rubbed his temples a moment before shaking his head dramatically.

"I like those two, I really do, but I always gets a headache when they're through with us," Lilly nodded as she pulled out her mum's wand and cast a quick scanning charm on all four of them, she liked the boys but she wouldn't put it past them to plant something on them while they were being thanked. Scan coming up clean they eventually made their way down to Hagrid's hut and thankfully they wouldn't need the cursed 'Monster Book of Monsters' for the introduction class. Sure Lilly knew how to subdue the thing but she preferred it hit with a half dozen stunners regardless and Hagrid would probably frown on that.

The class was interesting at least, they got introduced to the basics of what they'd learn this term and were given instructions to dress to 'Get Dirty' next time, all the Slytherins shuddered at the thought but they'd do what was required after all. Divination proved Fred and George correct and it was only by Hermione's iron will that both witches hadn't stormed off in a huff. The mental and drunk professor had explained how Lilly was going to tragically die in horrific and painful manners no less then three times in ten minutes and showed no sign of stopping her predictions before the period ended. When they'd left the sweltering tower Lilly was near tears and it took Hermione pulling her into an alcove and hugging her tightly for several minutes to get her to calm down.

Normally, she wouldn't let such things get to her but considering the simple fact that a prophecy was the reason she'd ended up orphaned, raped, and left for dead kind of put an emotional weight on the entire situation, thank the Morrigan for her best friend, Lilly didn't think she'd be consolable without her shoulder to cry on. After that rather low note what followed was a fairly standard Transfiguration class, lunch, and Potions but soon the real gem of the day approached, Defense Against the Dark Arts. As the Snakes and Badgers made themselves comfortable they took in the new decor, unlike with Quirrell who had a vampire fixation and Lockhart who had a...Lockhart fixation the dual professors had decided to go with a minimalists approach.

That was the nice way of saying they didn't bother decorating because they knew things were going to explode and they didn't want to fix it afterwords, Lilly honestly found it a bit funny. As they sat chatting waiting for class to start the office door soon flew open and Auntie Bellatrix strolled out with a rolling gait, Uncle Moony right behind her smirking slightly as they caught their nieces gaze and both winked in tandem.

"Hello my wonderful little miniature adults, I am Professor Lupin and my Co-Professor for the term is my wonderful hubby who is also Professor Lupin," Remus smiled at that and bowed lightly as he interjected,

"Please just call me Professor Moony, it'll make things significantly less confusing for us all," Bella nodded happily at that as she clapped once loud enough to regain the classes attention,

"Quite right! You lot are all here for your third year of the Dark Arts, considering the...caliber... of your previous professors we've already decided there is going to be some remedial work involved but no worries, we'll be sure to keep it interesting!" Before she could continue Susan Bones tentatively raised her hand but noticeably relaxed when Bella smiled and pointed to her, clearing her throat she gathered her confidence a bit before she asked,

"Professor Lupin, you meant Defense Against the Dark Arts, didn't you?" Bellatrix stared at the redhead a moment before smiling faintly shooting her gaze to the side of the room while quickly coughing into her hand,

"Of course dear, obviously," Remus rolled his eyes as he gestured towards the class,

"Now while we are most definitely going to be doing more practical then theoretical work in this class-" Lilly, Blaise, and Draco all smirked a bit as Hermione looked a bit crestfallen at this announcement, "but I want to expand your knowledge and understanding of what it is you're trying to protect yourselves from. So with that I ask you all, what makes the Dark Arts, The Dark Arts?" Ernie Macmillan raised his hand and both professors nodded for him to speak,

"Well, the Dark Arts are what dark wizards use against light wizards, right?" Remus hummed a bit while Bellatrix shifted her hand back and forth in a 'kinda sorta' manner, catching her husbands eye his lip twitched once letting her know it was her game.

"Yes and no, you see the Dark Arts serve one purpose and one purpose only, to hurt other human beings, while your average light wizard may be able to bring themselves to cast bonebreaker curses and cutting hexes they'll never be able to pull off truly dark spells simply because they do not want their opponent to suffer enough to make it work." Remus nodded as he began pacing picking up after his wife's statement,

"Magic, in essence is all about visualization and will, if you cast a bonebreaker curse you have to imagine your targets bones shattering in graphic detail and you have to want to cause them bodily harm but not to outright kill them, this makes that particular curse useful for aurors and the like." Bellatrix nodded as she began twirling her curved wand idly in her left hand as she gestured about with her right,

"True dark spells, ones used by Dark Witches and Wizards are incredibly effective in combat, in fact they're so effective that during times of great crisis the Ministry will actually authorize the legal use of them for self defense, the problem is this is largely useless. You see the the very act of hurting a fellow human being works against our own innate tribal instincts, we are repulsed at the idea of hurting our fellow witches and wizards and in turn this causes some psychological trauma." Remus's pacing became slightly more agitated as he continued after Bella,

"While this is beyond some of you the crash course on human physiology is that when you're put under extreme stress your body produces chemicals called endorphin and adrenaline which essentially make you feel good, when you cast a spell fully visualizing and willing it to maim or kill your target your mind can't handle the trauma. So in turn your body releases endorphin's to take the edge off of what you have just done," Bellatrix sat on the Professors desk while crossing her legs in a ladylike fashion while sweeping her hand across the entire class.

"Essentially the end result is that when you hurt, maim, or kill someone with magic your body makes you feel good in order to cope; so what happens when you realize you get the most wonderful tingly feeling when you shatter a mans rib cage? What happens when you become hot and bothered when you boil a witches blood in her own body and cause her eyes to explode from the pressure? What happens when you experience the most mind blowing orgasm you've ever felt when you cast the killing curse on a child?" the room remained silent, no one saying a word, eventually Lilly raised her hand and all eyes turned to her,

"What happens, is you begin to hurt other people because you enjoy it, not because you need to do so," Remus nodded once as he regained the classes attention,

"And that is why the Dark Arts and those that practice them should never be underestimated, because while you may hesitate for moral reasons, the feeling isn't reciprocated. As a caveat, if you ever run into someone who is able to practice the Dark Arts without suffering from those repercussions well...do yourself a favor and don't anger them, you'll live longer and happier that way." Smiling wanly he gestured towards the black board, "Now that the introduction is out of the way we'll start the semester off with something we're all being forced to deal with recently, the Dementor. Now, who can tell me exactly how many infants need to be sacrificed for the demon to be bound to its host body?"

Bella and Remus are honestly a lot of fun to write, expect to see more of them soon, and yeah, not only does Lilly suck at divination she despises everything involved with it due to her past, she won't be nearly as forgiving with Trelawney as Harry was (that's saying something), as always, please review