When Rita Skeeter's article came out, Rebekah was pleased to see that her threat had wormed itself into Skeeter's head. Everything she wrote about was true, or as close to the truth as she could get it. Somehow she had found out that some of the Slytherin students, which she didn't mention who (credit to her for that, Rebekah thought,), and Durmstrang students had jumped into the lake late at night.
Snape had given Rebekah a disapproving look when he caught her reading the Prophet in his class, only allowing her to continue due to the fact that all of the class, save a few, had to redo their Antidotes completely. The day prior, Rebekah had given him her finished antidote potion so she had nothing to worry about.
The group was back in the Library again, all hunched over Transfiguration homework McGonaggal gave them a few weeks to do. With the first task coming up, Rebekah prefered to get all of her homework done before seven in the evening each day, regardless of how much time is left.
"Where're you going?" Draco asked when Rebekah stood up from the large desk they took over.
Rebekah nodded back to Hermione who sat a few tables over. "I want to compare answers. She does hers a little differently and i want to see if there is a big difference between results."
"Evening," Hermione greeted blankly as she looked up from her books.
For the next ten minutes, Rebekah just sat with Hermione and helped each other with the answers.
And when she heard giggling for those minutes, Rebekah was quick to lose her temper. It always happened with Rebekah and sounds. She couldn't concentrate when there was noise, music was fine and so was talking, but giggling?
She was ready to hex someone.
"Girls, can you shut up!?" Rebekah snapped. "Leave the poor guy alone, like come on. Have some dignity."
One of them huffed. "We have dignity, Potter. We know when to back off and let others have the spot light, unlike you."
"Unless you want me to get up from this table," Rebekah said slowly as Emperor growled with a deep hiss. "I suggest you fuck off and find some other poor sod to bother, unless you want me to get Snape on you for hexing that Hufflepuff? Thought so."
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"What the fuck are you wearing?" Rebekah blinked, completely shocked by what Theodore wore. He had put on full length robes that reminded her of old men, it was a vile shade of green that was like slugs vomited onto him. "DRACO! I'm raiding your closet for Theodore. He is a fashion disaster!"
"SURE!" Draco screamed back before opening the door to his room, coming out as he buttoned the last cuff. "How do I look? Muggle enough?"
Draco wore a navy top with black trousers and smart shoes. His family ring sat on his right pointer finger along with the Malfoy crest used as a bolo tie, the black leather string was tipped with a bronze metal.
It took a few minutes but Rebekah found an outfit that would do. A dark maroon shirt with black cuffs and collar. It would go well with his trousers and shoes.
"Take that disgusting excuse for an outfit off," Rebekah spat and shoved the shirt and black blazer at Theodore. "Put your black trousers on, the one with the chain, and black or dark brown shoes. I'll see what the girls are wearing."
Rebekah's black shirt was closed with a bolo tie, the Slytherin crest was tucked high on her sternum and right under the collar. Of course, the string was a dark green with silver tips. Her nails were painted black to match her outfit and smokey makeup. Her trousers were high waisted with six bright silver buttons on the stomach. She didn't put on her heeled boots yet.
She shoved her feet into the shoes as soon as she got into her room again, she gained a few inches of height.
The girls wore something similar to what Rebekah wore. It was too cold for skirts now. Daphne wore a royal blue shirt whil Pansy's was emerald in colour and Tracey's a copper tone.
It took only a single moment for Rebekah to hide away and hear her future self come along. So that meant that she had to see Sirius before she went back in time and going to the town with her friends. Easy enough.
Time travel could be confusing.
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Rebekah sat in the back of the Hog's Head pub, a Butterbeer in hand as she stared down any of the older students who came forward to harass her again. There was a group of Durmstrang boys to one side, they had brought Firewhisky earlier and had offered the Witch some for her courage to go against one of their own in the tournament. Rebekah said her thanks but didn't accept it, the owner of the place was giving her the stink eye. She didn't want to test her luck right now.
When Sirius Black walked into the place, Rebekah could already see the difference being out of Azkaban did to him. With a tailored shirt and trousers, he still wore a black leather jacket. Ever the rebel, Rebekah didn't expect anything less from her GodFather.
"Sirius!" Rebekah waved him over with a nod.
"Afternoon, Cub,"
"Shut it, Dadfoot,"
After a moment of exchanging pleasantries, they started the actual conversation.
"Karkaroff is a bigger danger than Dragons, " Sirius said. "He was a Death Eater. You know what Death Eaters are, yeah?"
"Yeah," Rebekah nodded. "Of course I do. My best friends are the children of Death Eaters. Well, some of them. What happened?"
"He was caught, he was in Azkaban with me, but he got released. I'd bet everything that's why Dumbledore wanted an Auror at Hogwarts this year, to keep an eye on him. Moody caught Karkaroff. Put him into Azkaban in the first place."
Rebekah paused. "Why would they release him?"
"He did a deal with the Ministry of Magic. He said he'd seen the error of his ways, and then he named names . . . he put a load of other people into Azkaban in his place. . . . He's not very popular in there, I can tell you." Sirius smiled bitterly. "And since he got out, from what I can tell, he's been teaching the Dark Arts to every student who passes through that school of his. So watch out for the Durmstrang champion as well."
"Victor has been… fine," Rebekah said, inclining her head an inch. "He hasn't tried anything, and I doubt he will. His friends on the other hand, I wouldn't trust them to look after a rock." She paused. "Are you trying to say that he put my name in the Goblet? Well, it wasn't him."
"What do you mean it wasn't him?"
Rebekah lowered her voice, untucked the Time-Turner to show him before putting it back. "I went back that day, staying in my Animagus form to see what happened. I sure as hell know it was Moody who put it in. I watched him do it."
"I may not know Moody personally for a while but if you read between the lines of that Skeeter woman's article last month, Moody was attacked the night before he started at Hogwarts. She says it was another false alarm but I don't know now." He scowled. "I think someone tried to stop him from getting to Hogwarts. I think someone knew their job would be a lot more difficult with him around. And no one's going to look into it too closely; Mad-Eye's heard intruders a bit too often. But that doesn't mean he can't still spot the real thing. Moody was the best Auror the Ministry ever had."
"Something is up then," Rebekah flicked her hair over her shoulders. "With the World Cup and the Dark Mark, now I'm in the tournament that is known for getting its candidates killed, something has to be wrong."
He turned to her a little more. "Did you hear about that Ministry of Magic Witch who's gone missing?"
"Bertha Jorkins? Somewhat."
"She disappeared in Albania, and that's definitely where Voldemort was rumored to be last . . . and she would have known the Triwizard Tournament was coming up, wouldn't she?" He sighed. "I knew Bertha Jorkins. She was at Hogwarts when I was, a few years above your dad and me. And she was an idiot. Very nosy, but no brains, none at all. It's not a good combination, Rebekah. I'd say she'd be very easy to lure into a trap."
"If she knew, and Voldemort found her, he could have found out about the tournament. Karkaroff, being a Death Eater, could be here on his orders," She would have to ask Snape about that.
"I don't know but I wouldn't be surprised," Sirius finished his drink. "He doesn't strike me as the type who'd go back to Voldemort unless he knew Voldemort was powerful enough to protect him. But whoever put your name in that goblet did it for a reason, and I can't help thinking the tournament would be a very good way to attack you and make it look like an accident."
"All of the Champions are under more scrutiny now," Rebekah mumbled, dissatisfied. "It's harder to sneak out of the castle lately. Right about now, my future self will be at the Warner village a mile or more away."
He gave her a raised eyebrow, faking disappointment before it fell into a snicker and he rubbed the back of his neck. "It's a good town. Careful with your Magic use though, some of the hags there always told us off for using it. Right these dragons of yours. What are you going to do?"
"I have no clue. Depending on what we have to do, I'll see if I can use my Patronus or Animagus form. I've already told Cedric. I wouldn't put it past the other head teachers to tell their Champions. It just means Cedric owes me a favor eventually,"
"Already tallying up favors for the future, eh? True Slytherin, you are."
"How Remus? The full moon is coming up in a week, does he have Wolfsbane Potions ready?"
"Yes, the Order has sorted that out." Sirius realised what he said and almost instantly regretted it.
"The Order?" Rebekah smiled sly, swirling the golden liquid in her cup. "I've heard rumours about them. Do you all truly think that he will be back?"
"With everything going on, we don't know what to think." He sighed before shaking his head as a smile replaced his frown. "Well, if you ever need to see me, I'm at 12 Grimmauld Place like always. We already did the blood wards, didn't we?"
"Yeah, right after the trial."
"May the Heir live on." Sirius said the Magical family rite.
And Rebekah finished it with a toast. "And the Line be ever strong."
Sorry for the LONG wait. Lockdown in England has just messed me up.
And then with my obsession with Hannibal has resulted in a FF called Vixen, and i had more motivation for that than I did Rebekah or Lyra Hemlock.
I WILL finish Rebekah's story but it will take time now. I have my A Levels to focus on now.
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