June 8th 1970: Abraxas Malfoy.

I still couldn't believe, the fact that I am here in the 1970s and fully accepted by the pureblood wizard laying next to me, by his past and present. Every time I had these thoughts my mate would remind me, of exactly how real he is, in the most delicious of ways. We decided to do what Lucius in the future, said and do whatever we wanted. I never imagined when I woke up on Friday morning that I'd be a couple of years older, but at least there will not be any uncomfortable conversation, regarding my age in this timeline or my own. I wonder if that was another reason why future Lucius has done this?

We'd received word from Rosie, that Lucius' father is now fully aware of my existence, as I somehow appeared on their family tree next to Lucius, who'd never really asked about the tapestry,!having had it drilled into his head, his family history from a young age.

Now Abraxas Malfoy is demanding a meeting. He is arriving in the next ten minutes. And yet, we have yet to detangle ourselves from each-others limbs. His friends have tried calling out to him, but he ignored them all. He had placed a silencing charm on the door, so they couldn't hear anything, and protective spells around the room so they couldn't enter, but we could hear everything going on outside of the bubble we'd created.

My wizard has just turned entered me, when we hear banging on the door, the loud kind of banging, that indicates the person isn't going anywhere anytime soon, with the rattle of the door handle and swearing on the other side of it, made us both jump. Lucius groaned and kissed his mark on my neck.

"Fuck!" He grumbled as he slipped out of me, with difficulty as my walls clamped around him instinctively, not wanting him to leave. We shared a brief kiss before Lucius got up, and went to his dresser throwing some of his robes at me, and then put his boxers on, and nothing else. He had just made it to the door when the protective charm on the door wore off, and he double-checked I was descent before he opened it, beating his father to it.

"Do you have any idea what you have done?" Was the greeting Abraxas Malfoy, gave his only son. I felt Lucius' protective instincts kick in, and noticed someone else behind his father also, so he hadn't come alone. She felt herself stiffen as she recognised a younger Albus Dumbledore, followed closely behind him and Abraxas was another man, Lucius told her telepathically is his head of house: Horace Slughorn.

"Come any closer..." he warned his father. Hermione came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, kissing the middle of his back. He seemed to relax a little at this, and she saw through his eyes, his father raise a surprised eyebrow.

"You found her?" He asked his son.

"Yes, and everything else!" He informed him, without a hint of regret in his tone of voice.

"How did you know?" He asked.

"The family tree of course. A Hermione Malfoy suddenly appeared next to yours. So you either marked her, and took her innocence, or done both! Did I not teach you any restraint and resistance at all?" He hissed.

"If you were lucky enough to find your mate father... you wouldn't be able to resist her either. As it is, she arrived in a rather unique way, and that I saved her from the others."

"I wondered when we'd be seeing you, Miss Granger..." Albus Dumbledore said from behind, causing them all to react in different ways. Holly crap! She's married already? And how the fuck did he know her? Lucius placed his hands on her own, tensing. His father moved into the room and stood beside him.

"Before my son attacks you Dumbledore..." he places his hand on Lucius' shoulder, holding him in place.

"Care to elaborate?" He finished, after a pause.

"We all have our secrets Abraxas. Just know, that she wasn't unexpected. The only thing was that I did not know the ins and outs of when and where, or why."

"Will she be resorted?" Slughorn asked.

"It doesn't matter what house she's in, she'll be with me regardless. Does he know father?"

"No! And I am not ashamed of my second skin, but it's best we keep some secrets to ourselves! Dumbledore may be a meddlesome old fool, but I'm sure even he would agree, we all have our family secrets. Yes, he said mate, but you aren't going to know of what, understood?"

"Crystal clear!" Dumbledore agreed, and both men turned to face Horace Slughorn.

"Horace?" They both said at the same time. He held his hands up in surrender.

"Perfectly clear gentleman. Will Miss Granger have to be sorted?" Lucius didn't like the sound of that.

"That's Mrs Malfoy, to you. Only family can call my wife by her first name, or my closest friends." She lay her cheek against her husband's back and closed her eyes. She wondered what was happening in her time, and if the future Lucius had seen the changes on the family tree as well like Abraxas had.

"Sorry, Mrs Malfoy." Slughorn corrected himself.

"Yes, she will need an introduction, to the school."

"Then leave us be, until the morning. I want words with my new daughter-in-law and son alone, before dawn."

"I can fix the time-turner, Mrs Malfoy." Dumbledore suddenly announces to them all. I didn't respond straight away, and after a mental discussion, Lucius answered.

"My future self gave me time with our wife, and so it's only fair the time-turner gets fixed, so he gets his turn with the right woman." He glared at his father. I could see how confused the elder Malfoy looked with this through Lucius's eyes, and couldn't blame him, to be honest.

"I will talk to the Blacks, and smooth things over. Your lucky it wasn't Bellatrix, Lucius." Abraxas told him. She felt Lucius shiver at the thought, and she couldn't say she blamed him either, from the bits she'd read about Bellatrix Lestrange in newspaper clippings, in the history sections of Hogwarts library in her time.

Doesn't surprise me. My husband tells me telepathically, showing me some things he'd seen Bellatrix do in this time, and she wasn't even as dark or experienced as she is in her own time, she hoped to never meet her.

Unfortunately, you probably will, wife.

I bloody well hope not, hubby.

Hubby? That's a new one, but I kinda like it more.

Hubby it is.

Then... wifey you are, from your time in the muggle world. The word flashed in your memory from a book, as you said hubby, so wifey it is.

Okay, hubby. I hope the future you remember this little conversation we've had regarding those titles.

I will leave my future self a note in our bedroom, in the hopes he finds it.

"I think it's time you and Slughorn, leave my son, and my new daughter-in-law, and I, to have a much-needed catchup and talk family business in private," Abraxas announced, after a spell of silence, leaving the other two men no real option, with the tone he used as he spoke.

"I see... we shall see Mrs and Mr Malfoy, at breakfast before the other students arrive. I believe Mrs Malfoy, would prefer a private sorting?" Dumbledore announces, surprising them all, by this thought.

"Yes please!" I say, with relief and relaxed for the first time. Lucius also relaxed a little and pulled me around to his front to wrap his arms around me, so my head lay on his shoulder, my eyes met Abraxas Malfoy's for the first time, and they were grey like his sons, but not cold, like the Lucius Malfoy's of my own time, that I had gotten to know, through his son, at Hogwarts. I wouldn't change these men for the world, it's who they are... but perhaps I could try to change their prejudices, in my time, a little bit? Or would I be meddling too much, with their character's personalities and the timeline of events that'll take place?

Good luck, wifey. My husband, answers telepathically.

"Then come, Horace let us leave this new extended family, with a unique twist. Mrs Malfoy, May I have the time-turner?" Dumbledore asked her, she hesitates.

"Time-turner? You've mentioned this before..." Abraxas said, frowning as he looked between us all. Lucius sighed and handed my hand over to his father, a clear sign of trust which clearly surprised Abraxas who hesitated briefly, before taking my hand in his own, and wrapping my hand around his arm as we watched Lucius move over to where the time-turner is. He did not give the note but levitated the parts to Dumbledore who opened a large pocket in the front of his robes.

"If a single hair is harmed on her head, I will personally write a letter to my future self, saying who fixed the time-turner and how a Malfoy item came into your hands." Lucius threatened Dumbledore.

"I'm clearly missing something here?" Abraxas grumbled.

"Understood!" Dumbledore responded, motioning for Horace Slughorn to lead the way, away from their room. Once they are out of sight, Abraxas wandlessly slams the door and steps away from me, pulling out a black and silver walking cane, or that's what it looked like to me, the silver I noticed is that of a snakes head, with green diamond eyes, the colour of Slytherin.

"Start talking..." Abraxas demanded.


Finished early, so thought I'd give an early update, to say thank you for those of you who have joined me on this journey, with the Malfoy's and Hermione :)