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Harry Potter

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Dumbledor's Secret

Chapter37

"Um, Mary… what's that you just stepped on?" Draco frowned worriedly.

"Hermione's time turner!" Mary shrieked horrified as the sands of time came up and swallowed both of the unwilling figures.

"Ouch!" Draco growled as he landed on his back in the same corridor with Mary on top of him.

"Draco, you okay?" Mary asked gently.

"Fine and you?" Draco winced as she carefully removed herself from him.

"Okay. I just know that Hermione did this! She threw that blasted time turner there! I'm sure of it! The only question I have is where in Hogwarts' history are we?"

"A better question would be who are you and why are you in our castle?" snarled a shadow, causing Draco and Mary to spin around to face the voice.

"Sess, is that you?" Mary asked.

"My name is Salazar Slytherin, you foolish child!"

"Um, Drake, I think we know how far into the past that little bitch sent us," Mary stated the obvious.

"Joy, we are thrown back in time by the mudblood, and I get to meet my sarcastic ancestor. This is just peachy!" Draco growled angrily.

"Drake, get a hold of yourself! With the help of my ancestor, yours, Harry's, and Neville's we should be able to get home in two years at the very least!"

"Mary, you're talking about my ancestor that's standing right in front of us. He's a DARK WIZARD! Or have you forgotten that!"

"And have you forgotten that history is written by the victors and many times history has been proven false? I mean, for all you know Salazar could be this really nice dude and Godric could be a lousy slum lord…"

"Godric, this female spoke your name. I assume you will deal with her…"

"Salazar, I do not know this female or male, why do you believe I do?"

"Urgh! This is going to give me a headache. Where's Rowena?" Mary grumbled. "My ancestor HAS to be able to understand things better than Godric and Salazar!"

"Ancestor?" Helga Hufflepuff and Rowena Ravenclaw rounded the bend to see what the disturbance was.

"Um, hello?" Draco raised his hand awkwardly.

"Now, who exactly are you two?" Rowena asked calmly.

"I'm Mary Lupin and this is Draco Slytherin. We're your descendants… or at least two of you are our ancestors. Draco's ancestor is obviously Lord Salazar Slytherin, and my ancestor is the Lady Rowena Ravenclaw."

"Alright, assuming that this is true how did you manage to travel back in time this far?" Salazar grumped.

"This mudblood that we know…" Draco began.

"HOW DARE YOU CALL ANYONE A MUDBLOOD!" Gryffindor screeched.

"TIME OUT!" Mary made a 'T' sign with her hands and stood between Draco and Godric Gryffindor, "Okay, Draco, we know she's a lying, conniving, backstabbing, arrogant, know-it-all, bushy-haired, prissy-pants mudblood, but keep in mind that Godric doesn't know her and finds the term offensive, even if she is. Now, Lord Godric Gryffindor, you will have to excuse us for using a term that you deem unfit, but there is only one girl in school that any of my friends, including myself, will call a mudblood. She betrayed us, and she continues to try and plot our demise. She was plotting against your heir, Lord Gryffindor. The only other that we would refer to as 'mudblood' would be Lord Salazar Slytherin's second heir, Voldemort aka Tom Marvolo Riddle. He's a half blood that is bent on the destruction of wizarding society, and ruling the world. So, please think on my words before you try and take action against either of us, Lord Gryffindor."

"Child, if I may ask, whose house were you in?" Lady Hufflepuff questioned curiously.

"Oh, I was in Gryffindor, as is your heir, Lady. Harry, Godric's heir was going to be sorted into Slytherin, but he managed to get into Gryffindor. Draco, of course, is in Slytherin."

"However, the hat wanted to place me in Ravenclaw, while Neville confided in me that the hat wanted to place him in Hufflepuff," Draco snorted. "Not that they would have been to the benefit of either of us.

"Draco, I'm proud of you!" Mary smiled at her friend.

"Why? What did I do?" Draco began to back away slowly, as if Mary was plotting something.

"You actually said something nice about Nev in the presence of others, besides our little group! I'm very proud of you, bro!" Mary laughed as she hugged Draco.

Salazar Slytherin looked at his future heir and blinked in surprise, "Who would have thought that Rowena's heir would be so… talkative and that my heir wouldn't know affection if it hit him?"

"Awe, but Drake was just getting better at expressing his emotions other than anger and being a pompous-arse, right Drake?" Mary smirked as Draco seemed to get flustered when she let go of him.

"I hate you."

"I love you too, Drake," Mary giggled.

"You're acting like Parkinson," Draco growled.

"ACK! DRACO! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER! URGH! I'VE BEEN HANGING AROUND NEV TOO MUCH!" Mary shrieked in true horror, causing Salazar and Godric to cover their ears. Apparently Draco had become used to her shrieking over the time that their group was together and the ladies of Hogwarts were probably used to hearing worse when women swooned over Godric and Salazar.

"Mary, you are bothering the poor men's wittle ears," Draco chuckled.

"Well I wouldn't have shrieked if you hadn't called me a Parkinson clone!"

"I did not call you a Parkinson clone!" Draco glared back playfully.

"You meant to."

"You're right, as usual," Draco laughed and slung his arm around his best friend's shoulders. "Well, now that you've determined that your heirs aren't exactly sane, we would like to ask for your assistance in returning us to our rightful time, and so that Mary here can go back to snogging Gryffindor's heir."

"DRACO NARCISSIS SLYTHERIN!" Mary shrieked in his ear, this time he winced as his new full name was used.

"Mary, you know that it's the truth and Harry will be frantic that you've disappeared," Draco pointed out as he tried to gain his hearing back.

Mary sighed, "Fine, now, back to our question. Will you please help us, Great-some-odd Grandmum? Purdy please?" Mary pouted and pulled puppy eyes on Rowena Ravenclaw, who just couldn't seem to resist after that tempting plea and look. Then again, Helga Hufflepuff just had to join Rowena in her own 'the poor little dearie' way.

"Well gentlemen, if you expect me to do anything of that sort then we may have a problem," Draco raised his brow, awaiting their replies.

"You have my aide, heir."

"You also have mine, but only so I can get Rowena's heir with my heir," Godric announced, causing Draco and Slytherin to laugh, Rowena to scowl, and Helga and Mary to blush.