A/n I use this title a lot in my stories, like in The Twelve, three
chapter's were named, Anger Management Classes . . . yeah, I thought it was
funny. Hmmm, boy is Tom Felton hott! He makes my teeth sweat even more so
then the dude who played Tom Riddle!
~*BRI*~
When He Was Tom . . .
Chapter 5: Classes
Dinner that night was partially eventful for Brittany, due to the fact that in the time she and Tom had been at Diagon Alley a rumor had gone around about her coming. She got her first glance of Leo Potter and his friends that night too. As one, Leo, Jennifer and Tom (not Riddle) had come up to her and greeted her. She'd smiled and thanked them, but instantly she'd been steered away by Orion and Tom who glared at Leo.
Grenda had given her one contemptuous look and then went down the table to sit with some fifth year girls. The girls in Brittany's own year had welcomed her open armed and talked to her about her living conditions as a muggle for so long. Brittany answered all their questions, noticing that Tom was watching her closely.
"So . . . Grenda was having heart attack about you and Tom today, seems to think you two have a thing." Said one of the girls, Seneca. Brittany's face twisted into a snarl.
"No thankyou. I might have someone else." She said glancing in Orion's direction, who smiled at Tom and started joking around with him. Brittany smiled and listened in on everyone's conversations, most of them were talking about the approaching Hogsmeade weekend and who was going with who, but the rest were all talking about her. She smiled and started playing with her green beans when Tom's speech about how the Potion's professor, Theodore Greenly (A/N I used that in something . . . I don't remember what though!) was being to harsh this year brought her eyes to the staff table. There he was, the man Brittany had been jumping up and down to meet when she'd first read the books. Albus Dumbledore. He was chatting with a short witch next to him when he glanced at her. She blushed and returned her gaze to her food until they were told to go to bed. The girls all talked with her that night about Orion's obvious enchantment with her and Grenda finally warmed up a little to her and started chatting pleasantly, realizing she really didn't like Tom.
"Did you see Potter tonight? He was basically drooling over you." Said Mary Beth from the corner, where she was dressing in her pajamas.
"Really?" Said Brittany raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah. He's got the eye." Said Tameka from her bed. She was the only black girl in the dormitory.
"For fat girls?" Said Brittany jokingly patting her stomach, making everyone laugh. "Well, I guess . . . I'm gonna go to bed. Do you by chance have a fan?"
"No why?" Said Grenda, her sharp blue eyes surveying Brittany.
"Well, I've never really been able to sleep well with out a fan on at night." Said Brittany. Tameka and the other girl Molly exchanged excited glances.
"We can get you to sleep." They said in unison. The other girls groaned and layed back. Brittany rose an eyebrow.
"How?"
"Well, it's easy, you just go to your Quiet Place and relax." Said Molly excitedly. Brittany looked unsure but nodded shrugging.
"Why not? Can't do any harm." Said Brittany.
"With Molly and Tameka leading you . . ." Said Grenda.
Brittany chuckled and pulled on her pajamas. "So what's a Quiet Place? Like bunnies?"
Everyone burst into laughter. "Obviously you shouldn't go into Divination." Said Mary-Beth.
"Guess not." Said Brittany.
"Alright. Morgaine, first off you have to lay back on your bed." Said Tameka removing a book from her store and running to the side of Brittany's bed. Brittany did as she was told and soon she was flat on her bed feeling absolutely nothing. Molly picked up her arm to make sure she'd let go of all of her limbs. It flopped back onto the bed and Brittany closed her eyes.
"Alright, now think of a place that you would be most comfortable at." Whispered Tameka in her ear. Grenda, Seneca and Mary-Beth watched curiously. "Do you have it?"
"Avalon." Said Brittany already drowsy. Grenda rose an eyebrow and as if remembering something she ran to her bed and yanked out a book.
"Cool." Said Molly. "Okay, basically, YOU let things grow there." She said. "You control the weather and the climate. You can be wearing anything. . ."
*** In Brittany's Quiet Place***
"Wow." She said. She wasn't actually sure whether she'd said it, but she sure felt it. She was in Avalon looking down from a huge hill. She wasn't in the normal priestess robes that she'd invisioned everytime she read Mists of Avalon, but she was in a dress like that of what she'd always imagined Queen Gwenhayfer.
The pool at the bottom of the hill sparkled in the sun light and the Fairy's Forest was glowing with an eminent power. She turned to find the ruins she read so much about and she stepped forward. Suddenly a voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Morgaine?" Said a voice. Brittany turned to find Lancelot looking at her, but no, it wasn't Lancelot, it was Tom. His black red eyes gave it away.
"What are you doing here Tom? I don't want you here." She said turning around and wishing him away.
"I'm not going away." Said Tom stepping next to her. "This is my dream, I should be able to wish you away."
"Then why aren't you?" Said Brittany glaring at him.
"I don't know." He said softly. Brittany looked out over the hill again.
"Tom I-"
"Brittany I-" They both said in unison.
"You first." They said again in unison. "No you."
"I will." Said Tom. Then he ran a hand through his hair looking at her. "I forgot what I was going to say. You first."
"I forgot to." Said Brittany blushing and looking away. She turned again. "Will you tell me why you looked so weird when you read that letter?" Tom's eyes flashed but he bit his lower lip.
"I don't know if I should." He said.
"What? You aren't Slytherin's heir are you?" Said Brittany smiling. The blank look from Tom gave her her answer. "Oh my gosh." She acted as if she didn't know in the first place.
"Please, no one knows except you and Orion." Said Tom putting out his hands. Brittany took one of them.
"I won't." She said. He looked at their clasped hands and stepped forward wrapping her arm around her waist and tipping her over kissing her deeply. Brittany felt it as she kissed him back. She smiled and pulled away. "Why would you tell me instead of Grenda?"
"Because Grenda knows nothing about me, and she never will hopefully." Said Tom letting Brittany stand up straight.
"So is this my dream or yours?" Said Brittany after a few moments.
"I don't know, I thought it was mine, but I don't think I would dream about kissing you." Said Tom. Brittany's mouth dropped and Tom realized he'd messed up. "Because I haven't known you until just yesterday and we didn't really get on good terms-" Brittany stomped away and looked down the hill, she jumped down rolling along as she went. After she landed at the bottom she brushed herself off and walked briskly to the boat on the edge of the island. Tom still stood on the hill as she looked back. He soon began to get bleary and soon Brittany was staring at the top of her bed. She jerked up and looked around the room, everyone was asleep and Tameka's watch said 6:30.
"Well, I supposed breakfast starts at 7 . . . I should get dressed." Said Brittany grabbing her uniform and robes and ran into the shower to wash. She then dressed and prodded Seneca awake to see if she could borrow her blow dryer and curling iron. Soon her hair was dry and curled as she'd used Seneca's makeup. She stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed her books for the day. She was spending how ever long it took for her to learn three years in each class, one class a day. Today was transfiguration.
She'd almost forgot about her disturbing dream until she found Tom sleeping soundly at the table onto of a book. She thought about leaving him there, but figured it was just a dream, it hadn't really happened. "Tom." She whispered prodding him awake. His eyes fluttered open and he glanced at her.
"What time is it?"
"7:15. I'm going to breakfast, did you sleep down here all night?" She said. Tom stopped and turned toward her.
"yeah." He said rubbing the drool off his face and yet again looking at her oddly. "Wait for me and I'll come down with you." He ran up the stairs and Brittany looked at the book he'd been reading. It was about King Arthur. She picked it up and began reading until someone waved their hand in her face.
"Oh Tom, let's-" She looked up to find Orion smiling at her.
"You look a lot better after a shower." He said sitting on the table next to her.
"Thanks . . . I think." Said Brittany raising an eyebrow. He put an arm over her shoulder.
"Are we still on for Hogsmeade?" He said.
"Uh, yeah." Said Brittany smiling at him. He leaned forward a bit.
"Good, cause you are really pretty." He said. Brittany leaned back and got up the moment Tom arrived at the bottom of the stairs.
"Hey. Let's go." He said noticing Orion's arm still around Brittany. His chin clenched. "Orion. When did you get down here?" He said.
"Just now. Morgaine was engrossed in her King Arthur book." Said Orion holding it up. Tom snatched it away, looking darkly at her.
"That's mine." Said Tom. He shoved it in his bag and turned towards the door. Brittany rolled her eyes and slipped her arm around Orion's waist. He smiled and led them to the door.
A few weeks passed and Brittany was finally able to join the rest of the students. Their first class was Charms. "Alright, since the Cheering Charm involves two people I'll be putting you into groups of two. Tom, why don't you be with Morgaine, since she's new." Tom sighed and they stood at the back of the class watching as everyone got paired up.
"You ready?" Said Brittany looking at him. He had a glint in his eyes and Brittany decided on lowering her wand. Then she remembered the dream again. "Tom, before we try this . . . did you have a dream the second night I was here?" She whispered getting closer to him.
"Most people have dreams." Said Tom raising an eyebrow in astonishment.
"No I mean . . . about Avalon." Said Brittany. Tom looked even more surprised as did Brittany as he nodded. "And we . . ."
"Yeah . . ."
"And then I ran . . ."
"This is creepy."
"How could this happen?"
"Conjoining dreams?"
"I don't know." Said Brittany. Suddenly a face popped into their conversation.
"As interesting as the subject you're talking about may be, you need to focus on the assignment." Said the teacher. Brittany was strongly reminded of Ms. Blair back in Iowa . . . in 60 years. Brittany nodded and rose her wand again. Tom stood back and let her hit him with the charm. He instantly started grinning and then he rose his wand. Brittany stood back ignoring the teacher's praises and closed her eyes as Tom landed the charm on her. She instantly began smiling, happy with her cleverness at being able to stall him before he did anything stupid. She opened her eyes and looked at Tom who was smiling at her.
"Look here class, Lafaya and Riddle have done it!" Said the teacher smiling widely, though she hadn't had the Cheering charm cast on her.
"Good job Tom." Said Brittany.
"Now . . . how could we have had the same dream?" Said Tom pulling her aside.
"I don't know. . . maybe it was just a coinkidink!" Said Brittany laughing and pressing her hand firmly over her mouth, but she was still unable to stop the stream of giggles. Soon she snorted and Tom started laughing to.
"Tom, can you come over here and help me?" Said Grenda from the other end of the room. Brittany's eyes narrowed yet she was still smiling, which gave her quite a funny look. This made Tom laugh harder as he walked over and started helping her. Brittany sat at her desk and soon felt hands on her back massaging her shoulders.
"Hmmm." She muttered looking up to find Orion.
"You seem a little tense. Anything I could help with?" He said.
"No, just what your doing is fine." Said Brittany leaning forward and laying her head on the desk. She closed her eyes and smiled, thinking about Avalon and how beautiful it was, with the sun glistening in the lake and the flowers waving just a small bit. Soon she was asleep with out really even meaning to be and Orion looking around before whispering in her ear.
"Are you asleep?" He said. Brittany's steady breathing told him she was. "Alright, when you wake up, you're going to take me aside during Lunch and tell me your secrets, where you really are from, and why you haven't found out about your powers until now, how you got here and why you're also so mysterious . . . and you'll tell me the truth about how you feel about Tom." Suddenly a voice erupted behind him.
"ORION! Get over here before I cast the Leg Locker Curse on you!" He rolled his eyes and prodded Brittany awake. She opened her eyes drearily and looked over at him, as if in a new light.
"I've got to go help my partner." He said.
"Alright . . . um . . . can I talk to you during lunch?" Said Brittany flicking a small piece of hair from her eyes.
"Alright." Said Orion smiling and nodding as he went to his partner. Brittany put her head into her hands.
"Why would I tell him?" She muttered.
"What is it that you needed to tell me?" Said Orion sitting back in the leather chair in his Common Room. Brittany playing with a lock of her curled red hair and looked at him.
"What if I told you I'm not really supposed to be here?" She said quietly. Orion rose an eyebrow and leaned forward nodding. "I . . . I don't really know how to put this, or even why I'm telling you, I guess I just figured you should know . . . well see . . . I'm from America, that wasn't a lie and I don't know why I even have powers, I thought I was all muggle for 14 years but . . . well see I was sent back in time, I'm really from the year 2002." She said. Orion looked abashed and almost didn't believe her, but then realized she had to be telling the truth.
"Your clothes." He said.
"Like I said, in 60 years almost all the girls will be wearing jeans."
"Your notebook . . . the internet?"
"the notebooks nowadays, but the internet was created after computers." Said Brittany tapping the desk like she was typing on a type writer.
"And . . . you're attitude?" Said Orion.
"All part of living in the 2000's." Muttered Brittany leaning back in her chair.
"how?"
"Well . . . that's one of the reason's I didn't want to tell anybody. Tom is . . . Tom's a monster. He killed so many people."
"How did you know about us before?"
"In the future there will be a baby named Harry Potter who supposedly ends Lord Voldemorts reign-"
"that's Tom's nickname."
"Exactly."
"He becomes a Dark Lord? What about me?"
"I don't know, I didn't even know about you till I came . . . or Grenda, ro anyone else except for-"
"Leo Potter." Said Orion eyes darkening.
"Yeah. My friend wrote a story about him."
"And you met him, boy won't you have a grand story to tell."
"I won't if I never get back."
"why wouldn't you?"
"Because I was sent here to get married to Tom . . ." Said Brittany running a hand through her hair. "He's such a jerk though!"
"Like I said he can be alright."
"I know where Voldemort's retarded attitude came from."
"Well, he had a bad child hood."
"That could be better."
"He didn't have a choice."
"He has a choice to not be so fuckin crabby all the shitty time!" Shouted Brittany standing up and grabbing her bag.
"Well, I supposed we should go eat."
"No. I want to go home, so I'm going to the library."
"Why's that?"
"Because that's the only place I know where to look."
~*BRI*~
When He Was Tom . . .
Chapter 5: Classes
Dinner that night was partially eventful for Brittany, due to the fact that in the time she and Tom had been at Diagon Alley a rumor had gone around about her coming. She got her first glance of Leo Potter and his friends that night too. As one, Leo, Jennifer and Tom (not Riddle) had come up to her and greeted her. She'd smiled and thanked them, but instantly she'd been steered away by Orion and Tom who glared at Leo.
Grenda had given her one contemptuous look and then went down the table to sit with some fifth year girls. The girls in Brittany's own year had welcomed her open armed and talked to her about her living conditions as a muggle for so long. Brittany answered all their questions, noticing that Tom was watching her closely.
"So . . . Grenda was having heart attack about you and Tom today, seems to think you two have a thing." Said one of the girls, Seneca. Brittany's face twisted into a snarl.
"No thankyou. I might have someone else." She said glancing in Orion's direction, who smiled at Tom and started joking around with him. Brittany smiled and listened in on everyone's conversations, most of them were talking about the approaching Hogsmeade weekend and who was going with who, but the rest were all talking about her. She smiled and started playing with her green beans when Tom's speech about how the Potion's professor, Theodore Greenly (A/N I used that in something . . . I don't remember what though!) was being to harsh this year brought her eyes to the staff table. There he was, the man Brittany had been jumping up and down to meet when she'd first read the books. Albus Dumbledore. He was chatting with a short witch next to him when he glanced at her. She blushed and returned her gaze to her food until they were told to go to bed. The girls all talked with her that night about Orion's obvious enchantment with her and Grenda finally warmed up a little to her and started chatting pleasantly, realizing she really didn't like Tom.
"Did you see Potter tonight? He was basically drooling over you." Said Mary Beth from the corner, where she was dressing in her pajamas.
"Really?" Said Brittany raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah. He's got the eye." Said Tameka from her bed. She was the only black girl in the dormitory.
"For fat girls?" Said Brittany jokingly patting her stomach, making everyone laugh. "Well, I guess . . . I'm gonna go to bed. Do you by chance have a fan?"
"No why?" Said Grenda, her sharp blue eyes surveying Brittany.
"Well, I've never really been able to sleep well with out a fan on at night." Said Brittany. Tameka and the other girl Molly exchanged excited glances.
"We can get you to sleep." They said in unison. The other girls groaned and layed back. Brittany rose an eyebrow.
"How?"
"Well, it's easy, you just go to your Quiet Place and relax." Said Molly excitedly. Brittany looked unsure but nodded shrugging.
"Why not? Can't do any harm." Said Brittany.
"With Molly and Tameka leading you . . ." Said Grenda.
Brittany chuckled and pulled on her pajamas. "So what's a Quiet Place? Like bunnies?"
Everyone burst into laughter. "Obviously you shouldn't go into Divination." Said Mary-Beth.
"Guess not." Said Brittany.
"Alright. Morgaine, first off you have to lay back on your bed." Said Tameka removing a book from her store and running to the side of Brittany's bed. Brittany did as she was told and soon she was flat on her bed feeling absolutely nothing. Molly picked up her arm to make sure she'd let go of all of her limbs. It flopped back onto the bed and Brittany closed her eyes.
"Alright, now think of a place that you would be most comfortable at." Whispered Tameka in her ear. Grenda, Seneca and Mary-Beth watched curiously. "Do you have it?"
"Avalon." Said Brittany already drowsy. Grenda rose an eyebrow and as if remembering something she ran to her bed and yanked out a book.
"Cool." Said Molly. "Okay, basically, YOU let things grow there." She said. "You control the weather and the climate. You can be wearing anything. . ."
*** In Brittany's Quiet Place***
"Wow." She said. She wasn't actually sure whether she'd said it, but she sure felt it. She was in Avalon looking down from a huge hill. She wasn't in the normal priestess robes that she'd invisioned everytime she read Mists of Avalon, but she was in a dress like that of what she'd always imagined Queen Gwenhayfer.
The pool at the bottom of the hill sparkled in the sun light and the Fairy's Forest was glowing with an eminent power. She turned to find the ruins she read so much about and she stepped forward. Suddenly a voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Morgaine?" Said a voice. Brittany turned to find Lancelot looking at her, but no, it wasn't Lancelot, it was Tom. His black red eyes gave it away.
"What are you doing here Tom? I don't want you here." She said turning around and wishing him away.
"I'm not going away." Said Tom stepping next to her. "This is my dream, I should be able to wish you away."
"Then why aren't you?" Said Brittany glaring at him.
"I don't know." He said softly. Brittany looked out over the hill again.
"Tom I-"
"Brittany I-" They both said in unison.
"You first." They said again in unison. "No you."
"I will." Said Tom. Then he ran a hand through his hair looking at her. "I forgot what I was going to say. You first."
"I forgot to." Said Brittany blushing and looking away. She turned again. "Will you tell me why you looked so weird when you read that letter?" Tom's eyes flashed but he bit his lower lip.
"I don't know if I should." He said.
"What? You aren't Slytherin's heir are you?" Said Brittany smiling. The blank look from Tom gave her her answer. "Oh my gosh." She acted as if she didn't know in the first place.
"Please, no one knows except you and Orion." Said Tom putting out his hands. Brittany took one of them.
"I won't." She said. He looked at their clasped hands and stepped forward wrapping her arm around her waist and tipping her over kissing her deeply. Brittany felt it as she kissed him back. She smiled and pulled away. "Why would you tell me instead of Grenda?"
"Because Grenda knows nothing about me, and she never will hopefully." Said Tom letting Brittany stand up straight.
"So is this my dream or yours?" Said Brittany after a few moments.
"I don't know, I thought it was mine, but I don't think I would dream about kissing you." Said Tom. Brittany's mouth dropped and Tom realized he'd messed up. "Because I haven't known you until just yesterday and we didn't really get on good terms-" Brittany stomped away and looked down the hill, she jumped down rolling along as she went. After she landed at the bottom she brushed herself off and walked briskly to the boat on the edge of the island. Tom still stood on the hill as she looked back. He soon began to get bleary and soon Brittany was staring at the top of her bed. She jerked up and looked around the room, everyone was asleep and Tameka's watch said 6:30.
"Well, I supposed breakfast starts at 7 . . . I should get dressed." Said Brittany grabbing her uniform and robes and ran into the shower to wash. She then dressed and prodded Seneca awake to see if she could borrow her blow dryer and curling iron. Soon her hair was dry and curled as she'd used Seneca's makeup. She stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed her books for the day. She was spending how ever long it took for her to learn three years in each class, one class a day. Today was transfiguration.
She'd almost forgot about her disturbing dream until she found Tom sleeping soundly at the table onto of a book. She thought about leaving him there, but figured it was just a dream, it hadn't really happened. "Tom." She whispered prodding him awake. His eyes fluttered open and he glanced at her.
"What time is it?"
"7:15. I'm going to breakfast, did you sleep down here all night?" She said. Tom stopped and turned toward her.
"yeah." He said rubbing the drool off his face and yet again looking at her oddly. "Wait for me and I'll come down with you." He ran up the stairs and Brittany looked at the book he'd been reading. It was about King Arthur. She picked it up and began reading until someone waved their hand in her face.
"Oh Tom, let's-" She looked up to find Orion smiling at her.
"You look a lot better after a shower." He said sitting on the table next to her.
"Thanks . . . I think." Said Brittany raising an eyebrow. He put an arm over her shoulder.
"Are we still on for Hogsmeade?" He said.
"Uh, yeah." Said Brittany smiling at him. He leaned forward a bit.
"Good, cause you are really pretty." He said. Brittany leaned back and got up the moment Tom arrived at the bottom of the stairs.
"Hey. Let's go." He said noticing Orion's arm still around Brittany. His chin clenched. "Orion. When did you get down here?" He said.
"Just now. Morgaine was engrossed in her King Arthur book." Said Orion holding it up. Tom snatched it away, looking darkly at her.
"That's mine." Said Tom. He shoved it in his bag and turned towards the door. Brittany rolled her eyes and slipped her arm around Orion's waist. He smiled and led them to the door.
A few weeks passed and Brittany was finally able to join the rest of the students. Their first class was Charms. "Alright, since the Cheering Charm involves two people I'll be putting you into groups of two. Tom, why don't you be with Morgaine, since she's new." Tom sighed and they stood at the back of the class watching as everyone got paired up.
"You ready?" Said Brittany looking at him. He had a glint in his eyes and Brittany decided on lowering her wand. Then she remembered the dream again. "Tom, before we try this . . . did you have a dream the second night I was here?" She whispered getting closer to him.
"Most people have dreams." Said Tom raising an eyebrow in astonishment.
"No I mean . . . about Avalon." Said Brittany. Tom looked even more surprised as did Brittany as he nodded. "And we . . ."
"Yeah . . ."
"And then I ran . . ."
"This is creepy."
"How could this happen?"
"Conjoining dreams?"
"I don't know." Said Brittany. Suddenly a face popped into their conversation.
"As interesting as the subject you're talking about may be, you need to focus on the assignment." Said the teacher. Brittany was strongly reminded of Ms. Blair back in Iowa . . . in 60 years. Brittany nodded and rose her wand again. Tom stood back and let her hit him with the charm. He instantly started grinning and then he rose his wand. Brittany stood back ignoring the teacher's praises and closed her eyes as Tom landed the charm on her. She instantly began smiling, happy with her cleverness at being able to stall him before he did anything stupid. She opened her eyes and looked at Tom who was smiling at her.
"Look here class, Lafaya and Riddle have done it!" Said the teacher smiling widely, though she hadn't had the Cheering charm cast on her.
"Good job Tom." Said Brittany.
"Now . . . how could we have had the same dream?" Said Tom pulling her aside.
"I don't know. . . maybe it was just a coinkidink!" Said Brittany laughing and pressing her hand firmly over her mouth, but she was still unable to stop the stream of giggles. Soon she snorted and Tom started laughing to.
"Tom, can you come over here and help me?" Said Grenda from the other end of the room. Brittany's eyes narrowed yet she was still smiling, which gave her quite a funny look. This made Tom laugh harder as he walked over and started helping her. Brittany sat at her desk and soon felt hands on her back massaging her shoulders.
"Hmmm." She muttered looking up to find Orion.
"You seem a little tense. Anything I could help with?" He said.
"No, just what your doing is fine." Said Brittany leaning forward and laying her head on the desk. She closed her eyes and smiled, thinking about Avalon and how beautiful it was, with the sun glistening in the lake and the flowers waving just a small bit. Soon she was asleep with out really even meaning to be and Orion looking around before whispering in her ear.
"Are you asleep?" He said. Brittany's steady breathing told him she was. "Alright, when you wake up, you're going to take me aside during Lunch and tell me your secrets, where you really are from, and why you haven't found out about your powers until now, how you got here and why you're also so mysterious . . . and you'll tell me the truth about how you feel about Tom." Suddenly a voice erupted behind him.
"ORION! Get over here before I cast the Leg Locker Curse on you!" He rolled his eyes and prodded Brittany awake. She opened her eyes drearily and looked over at him, as if in a new light.
"I've got to go help my partner." He said.
"Alright . . . um . . . can I talk to you during lunch?" Said Brittany flicking a small piece of hair from her eyes.
"Alright." Said Orion smiling and nodding as he went to his partner. Brittany put her head into her hands.
"Why would I tell him?" She muttered.
"What is it that you needed to tell me?" Said Orion sitting back in the leather chair in his Common Room. Brittany playing with a lock of her curled red hair and looked at him.
"What if I told you I'm not really supposed to be here?" She said quietly. Orion rose an eyebrow and leaned forward nodding. "I . . . I don't really know how to put this, or even why I'm telling you, I guess I just figured you should know . . . well see . . . I'm from America, that wasn't a lie and I don't know why I even have powers, I thought I was all muggle for 14 years but . . . well see I was sent back in time, I'm really from the year 2002." She said. Orion looked abashed and almost didn't believe her, but then realized she had to be telling the truth.
"Your clothes." He said.
"Like I said, in 60 years almost all the girls will be wearing jeans."
"Your notebook . . . the internet?"
"the notebooks nowadays, but the internet was created after computers." Said Brittany tapping the desk like she was typing on a type writer.
"And . . . you're attitude?" Said Orion.
"All part of living in the 2000's." Muttered Brittany leaning back in her chair.
"how?"
"Well . . . that's one of the reason's I didn't want to tell anybody. Tom is . . . Tom's a monster. He killed so many people."
"How did you know about us before?"
"In the future there will be a baby named Harry Potter who supposedly ends Lord Voldemorts reign-"
"that's Tom's nickname."
"Exactly."
"He becomes a Dark Lord? What about me?"
"I don't know, I didn't even know about you till I came . . . or Grenda, ro anyone else except for-"
"Leo Potter." Said Orion eyes darkening.
"Yeah. My friend wrote a story about him."
"And you met him, boy won't you have a grand story to tell."
"I won't if I never get back."
"why wouldn't you?"
"Because I was sent here to get married to Tom . . ." Said Brittany running a hand through her hair. "He's such a jerk though!"
"Like I said he can be alright."
"I know where Voldemort's retarded attitude came from."
"Well, he had a bad child hood."
"That could be better."
"He didn't have a choice."
"He has a choice to not be so fuckin crabby all the shitty time!" Shouted Brittany standing up and grabbing her bag.
"Well, I supposed we should go eat."
"No. I want to go home, so I'm going to the library."
"Why's that?"
"Because that's the only place I know where to look."