Authors note Hah! Triumphant laugh Thanks to Galadriel-longleaf, glad you like it! Keep reading, and hopefully smirks keep reviewing. Heehe. However, there is one thing I'd like to bring to the attention of all peoples who decide to read this. This story is being co-written by my friend Thaurer and I, so don't think for one second that I'm genius enough to write this on my own...although.... Whistles I just might be. Anyway, On with the story!
Chapter two,
"So, they alive yet?" James asked curiously, trying to look at the two girls who lay still asleep in the hospital wing.
"Yes, they are alive-and NO you can not come and see them-they aren't even awake! Now shoo!" said Madame Pomfrey, making shooing gestures with her hands.
Aira blinked, rubbing her eyes. Why was she in the hospital wing? Oh yeah.... She looked up at the people standing by Madame Pomfrey and gasped. There stood who looked to be Harry Potter, and Sirius Black.
"Sirius! Ava wake up! I must be dreaming! Pinch me!!!!" Aira exclaimed, rushing out of bed and running over to Ava's bed, tugging on her friends arm. "Wake up! It's Sirius! Your brother!! Oh this is a miracle; this is fantastic this is-"
"Please! Lie down! You can't be up yet-you must be extremely exhausted." Madame Pomfrey exclaimed. Aira just shook her head, as Ava finally woke up.
"Aira," Ava muttered. "If you ever wake me up like that again, I'll have to kill you." She said flatly. Sadly, Aira was still tugging on her arm, so Ava followed her friend, tiredly to the corner. (As by a stroke of luck, Sirius hadn't heard Aira's comment about Ava's brother.) Aria was still pulling her over to Sirius, but Avateine spotted someone else first.
"Harry?" She asked incredulously. "Thank Merlin you're here! What on earth is going on? And why am I in the hospital wing...I was choking...." She put her hand to her thought. The boy looked at her oddly.
"Who's Harry? My name's James Potter." he said. Avateine almost fainted on the spot. How could it be?
"Sirius Black," said another male voice. A tall black haired youth extended his hand. Avateine simply stared wide-eyed at her older, and dead brother. Completely, and utterly speechless. His grey eyes gazed back at her, questioningly.
"Sirius?" She whispered, for the second time that day. He nodded slowly, as if to a small child.
"Yes....Seer-ee-us. That's my name." Avateine's eyes darkened considerably.
"Sirius Black! Don't you take that arch tone with me or I'll pitch you in the lake! I've done it before, and I'll do it again!" Ava exclaimed crossly.
Aira smiled happily, slinging her arms around Sirius and Ava's shoulders. "This is just like the good ole days! Makes me want to cry!" she sniffed. "But...why are you here perchance Snuffles? And why are you here?" She asked turning to stare curiously at James. "Thought you were dead-I mean defiantly no way you would be coming back...and" she turned back to Sirius. "There's something different about you....did you do something to your hair?"
Madame Pomfrey sighed, trying to drag Aira back to her bed. "You must be extremely exhausted. What with all this nonsense about dead people. Back to bed."
Sirius blinked. What in Merlin's name was this girl talking about? Was she mad? And the other one. She had waist length black hair, and blue grey eyes. She was very pretty....and reminded him of someone, yet- She talked as if they knew each other personally. Sirius had never seen Ava before in his life. Before he could question her, however, Madam Pomfrey came sweeping back, and stole Ava away; leading her to a curtained bed. Moments later she was back, hustling James and Sirius out the door.
Oblivious to their protests, she insisted. "Hurry, go on now. Get! You can come and see the ladies in the morning, boys. For a matter of fact, I should be able to release them tomorrow. You'll likely see them at breakfast, Good day Mr. Black, Mr. Potter.
Sirius stumbled out the door, slamming into James. "Bugger. Who do you suppose those two nutcases were?" he asked his loyal friend. James shrugged, but there was one thing that both boys agreed on. They had to find out more.
The next morning Ava and Aira were released from the hospital. On their way to the Great hall, Aira decided to change her look. She went with the Potter. Her hair was now completely and utterly out of control, and black. Her eyes were green, though she couldn't usually control those for long, and on her head was a lightning bolt shaped scar. The only thing really different about her was that she had kept her facial features-and had her hair a bit longer than a normal boy would.
Entering the Great Hall, they were greeted by many looks in their direction and whispers. Aira choose to ignore them, and her and Ava made their way towards Siri, James, Remus, and Wormtail. Aira choose to sit across from James, and Ava sat cross from Siri. Both of the boys exchanged looks.
"Who is that?" James said, rather rudely in fact. Ava grinned, and let Aira answer.
"Why master Potter, sir! Aira is appalled sir, that you have forgotten her so quickly!" She exclaimed, doing her best imitation of a house elf.
James arched an eyebrow. "hunh? I've never seen you before." he said.
Aira just smirked, and screwed up her face. It took a full five seconds for her to transform herself into her favorite form, complete with the middle back-length auburn hair.
"Wicked." Sirius whispered.
That's when Malfoy walked over, smirking. Aira's eyes, which had turned to a light green blazed emerald. She grinned. "You two are new." He stated. Well, that was obvious.
"You really shouldn't be hanging out with these riffraff; bunch of muggle lovers if I've ever seen em." Aira jumped from her seat running at Malfoy and hugging him. He looked down at her; shocked.
"Oh darling, love of my life! Whisk me away on your noble steed, and let us ride away into the sunset!" Aira exclaimed dramatically.
Malfoy smirked. "I can see why you want to leave these losers behind. You haven't been sorted yet have you? Let me show you a real house." Malfoy said, steering Aira away from the Gryffindor table. She quickly turned her head, and winked at Ava before letting Malfoy whisk her away to his 'kingdom' .
Avateine doubled over in fits of laughter as Aira stalked away, hanging on the arm of her 'beloved' Ferret Senior. Sirius and James shot her looks that could kill, and she instantly stopped laughing.
"And what might you have stuck up your arse now?" Retorted Ava. Sirius stared at her in awe. When was the last time he had been verbally attacked by a girl? Um....never. Well, Bellatrix and Narcissa didn't count anyhow. They were Slytherins. He hated his family, completely and utterly. Stupid bloody Blacks.
James answered for him, covering up Sirius's momentarily shock. "She's tottering off with a Slytherin git! Slytherin! Traitor."
Ava laughed shortly. "Ok James. Lets get something strait. First off, we haven't been sorted yet, so she's not necessarily betraying you. Second, she's not going off with Malfoy for no reason. Scarring Malfoy for life is her favorite hobby back in our time....." She stopped suddenly, realizing what she had said. Suddenly it hit her. She was in the past. Anything she said could change the outcome of the future, and she didn't know how to get home! Ah. She remembered now. Aira had said something about a time turner. It must have broken. Suddenly her head shot up.
"Anybody have a copy of the daily prophet?" she asked. a boy two seats to her right nodded, and handed her one.
"Thanks....." She drifted off, not knowing the boy's name. "Remus. Remus Lupin." He exclaimed. "Pleasure." She said shortly, before glancing at the first page. August 21, 1986. Hermione's face paled. She wasn't even born in this time. Sirius didn't know about her. "Dumbledore." She said to no one in particular. "I need to see Dumbledore."
Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Um, alright sweetie. He's down the hall to the-"
"Yes, yes." Ava said impatiently. "I know where he is-what's the password to get in?"
James laughed. "Why would we know that?"
Ava shook her head sadly. "Are you saying that you Mr. Air head Potter do not know the password?"
He frowned, before grinning. "You're quite clever! Fine, the password is Ice Mice. Don't tell Dumbledore how you figured it out. I'm not supposed to know." He winked mischievously.
"Thanks bye!" Ava exclaimed as she took off for Dumbledore's office.
Aira grinned inwardly, as she told all the Slytherins about herself, making her life seem like a tragic, muggle free one. She had her arm swung around Malfoy's shoulder, smiling sweetly, or so it seemed. They all listened intently, caught on her every word. She could barely restrain her giggles. She also couldn't help but notice at how all the girls glared daggers at her now and again. Also funny.
Ava raced down the corridor, dodging students left and right. Finally making her way to the small gargoyle statue in the left wing, Ava briskly yelled out "Ice mice!" after waiting impatiently for the gargoyles to move, Ava took the stairs two at a time up to Dumbledore's office. She burst in. "Dumbledore?!" She exclaimed.
Dumbledore turned around, an old Fawkes perched on his forearm. "And who might you be?" he asked gently. Completely the opposite of what you'd expect from someone who'd just been barged in on.
"Well...er...Sir, you see," Ava took a deep breath. "My name is Avateine.....um. Yea. Avateine." she stuttered, reluctant to give her last name, lest she royally screw up time; though she couldn't possibly imagine how.
Dumbledore smiled. "Yes, yes. Madam Pomfrey had informed me of your arrival. Go on."
She nodded. "My friend Aira is with me, as you probably know. We're from the future. Her time-turner broke." Avateine explained, very outright; before she lost her courage. After all, how was one supposed to explain to someone that he or she was from twenty-some years in the future?
Surprisingly, no sorting took place that morning. Aira was shocked. She was also wondering where Ava was, Malfoy was starting to scare her... Most of the students had already left for classes, along with the teachers. She stood up to leave, and he pulled her back down. She glared at him. He didn't seem to notice.
"Why don't I skip classes today, and we spend the day together? My sweet?" He asked, stroking her hair. She tried desperately not to flinch; either that or punch him. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed his arm; pushing it away from her.
"Sorry, I really must go...."
He looked furious. "Do not question my authority!"
Aira scowled, reaching for her pocket where she always kept her wand. "Sorry I really must be off…"
"Why you little" he reached for his wand, but Aira was faster. A second later, a cute fuzzy ferret fell to the ground. Scooping him up, Aira put him in her bag. "Well, this was an interesting start to a day." She muttered to herself as she set off to find Ava.
She found Ava a little while later, sitting on the Hogwarts grounds overlooking the lake. Her knees were tucked up to her chest, as she gazed almost longingly across the blue water. Aira plopped down next to her, rather ungracefully. "Hey Av." She said, in a very chipper mood.
"Dumbledore doesn't know how to send us back." Avateine said softly, in an almost inaudible voice. "I just spoke to him. We're to conceal our true identities, until he finds a method of travel for us." She looked up at Aira. "We might not get back."
"What...you mean this isn't some weird dream I'm having? Oh dear god! That means..." She reached into her bag, pulling out Lucious. "Oops...I'm dead!" She exclaimed. "This is Malfoy-death eater Malfoy-and he's going to kill me!!" Aira stuffed the ferret back into her bag, as it tried to bite her.
"Never get back?" She asked as it dawned on her. "But...we can't stay here...there…there would be two of me! And I'd be old! Dan-who would torture Dan? My brother? I know I would-but...it isn't me! Well it is..but...this is just so confusing!" Aira exclaimed as she flung her arms into the air; exasperated, collapsing onto the grass. "I thought this was an extremely elaborate, and realistic dream...not to mention long..." Aira muttered to herself.
Ava smiled at Aira. "You really are strange, you know." Aira bobbed her head up and down, smirking. Suddenly something squirmed free of her bag, scampering across the lawn. Ava jumped up. "Aira! Go get that blasted ferret!" She yelled, furious. If Malfoy got away without a memory charm being placed on him...well, Ava knew all about Lucious, and she didn't want a group of Deatheaters after her blood.
Aira was up in a second, sprinting after the rodent. It must have been an odd sight to onlookers. Two seventh year girls running full speed after a ferret. But hey, this was the magical world. Anything could happen. Right?
Ava stopped suddenly. How could she be so daft? Reaching into her robes, she pulled out her wand. "Accio Ferret!" She roared, catching Malfoy as he flew through the air.
"What's all this about?" asked a voice from behind her. Avateine whirled around, quickly shoving Ferret Senior into her robe pocket.
"Oh, hello! Who might you be?" asked Avateine sweetly, trying to distract the girl. She had dark red hair that cascaded down her back in healthy waves, and emerald eyes. Harry's eyes.
"I'm Lily Evans. Now stop trying to put me off, what was that you were doing?" Lily demanded, hands on her hips. It was Harry's mum.
"Erm...I was just helping my friend here," She pointed to Aira who was lying on the ground. "Catch her pet ferret." Lily raised an eyebrow, but seemed to accept the story. It was true after all, but Avateine didn't know how Lily would react if she said she had a student in her robes. Oh no, Lily wouldn't like that, Avateine thought spotting a Head Girl badge pinned proudly on the girl's robes.
"He's pretty cute." Lily stated, still eyeing the girls suspiciously. "Now why aren't you in class?"
"Oh..well, we have to be sorted first...we're...transfers?" Ava stammered. She thought that it was pretty lame, but Lily seemed to except it. "Well, hoping to see you in Gryffindor. Good day."
"Well. One thing is for sure. We need an alibi." commented Aira as Ava sighed in relief, watching Lily take off for Hogwarts.
"Well.......We'll just say that we're transfers from Beauxbatons. My name is Avateine Revye, and you can be-"
"Aira Fledjer." exclaimed Aira.
Avateine grinned. "Brilliant." They both turned and started heading back toward the castle, chatting. "This is so strange...." exclaimed Aira. Ava agreed, before saying goodbye to Aira and running off to inform Dumbledore of their alibi.