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Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, and only the storyline is mine, (and any Original Characters).
October 2nd, 1972
Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom
Third Floor
"Are you sure you're okay with the others knowing?" Draco whispered to Remus when their DADA teacher had his back to the class. They were sitting at the second table from the back on the right side; James, Sirius and Peter were sitting at the table directly behind them.
"Yes, I am," Remus said casually, but Draco could see the fear in his eyes.
"They won't tell you know," Draco said comfortingly.
"I know...just I was raised-" Remus' eyes widened and he clamped his mouth shut.
"Miss Potter, would you please stand and tell us something, anything about Imps. Since you seem to find my class so boring that you are falling asleep," their professor said coldly. That doesn't sound like Hermione...though we didn't sleep last night since we thought we found something about time travel in the library last night.
Professor Giddybones was a twitchy sort of person, he flinched at even the most mundane of noises, for example a sneeze. He was a thin, wiry man, in his late twenties, with a crooked nose, and dark, beady eyes. From their first lesson however he had taken an uncanny distaste of Hermione and the other Marauders. Lily and Alice he absolutely loved. Which is why with vigour he took to picking on at least one of them every lesson. He tended to prefer a more theoretical approach to his classes, and made up his mind that Hermione, Draco and Remus must be cheated, and that's how they did so well in his tests.
"Imps are about six to eight inches in height. They are often mistaken for pixes, however they cannot fly, and they are not brightly coloured. They live in marshlands, and they have a odd sense of humour." Hermione yawned with one hand covering her mouth as she stood, looking almost bored. Professor Giddybones on the other hand looked as if his head was about to explode, his entire face turning red with anger.
"Sit down, Miss Potter,"
Hermione sat and then turned to look over her shoulder, and caught Draco's eye. 'Hi,' she mouthed, smiling warmly at him. Draco didn't respond he just gave her a small, inconspicuous wave, smirking.
"I know your Dad was a bit...harsh, but trust me Remus. None of us are going to leave you, or call you a monster, I promise," Draco nudged Remus, who buried his face in his crossed arms on the table, the only thing that was visible were his eyes, that were filled with gratitude as they looked at Draco.
"Thank you," Remus said, his voice muffed by his robes.
"Don't tell James or Sirius this, but you're my best friend," Draco grinned.
Remus' eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head, and he sat up, gawking at Draco. "Really?"
"Yupp, well I mean James is my brother, so outside of that. You're my best mate," Draco said pensively, pretending to be writing notes when Giddybones snapped his head in Draco's direction.
"I don't know what to say," Remus scratched his head, the tips of his ears red. "I'm honoured, Dray. You're my best friend too, outside of Hermione of course," he teased.
"That's fair I guess," Draco shrugged, glancing at the back of Hermione's raven hair. "Hermione is..."
"Your twin, she outranks all of us," Remus smirked, picking up his quill, and he began to tune into Giddybones lecture, the sound of the quill scratching against the parchment an all too familiar sound now.
Yea, she's my...twin. Well not really. Who am I kidding? She is so much more than that. She is one of the most amazing people I have ever met. No, Draco. I can't afford to think like that. Her being my twin is safe, it's how I need to think of her...if only it wasn't so bloody fucking hard.
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October 17th, 1972
Sirius Black's 13th Birthday, Gryffindor Common Room
"Happy Birthday, Sirius!" Hermione squealed happily as he picked her up and spun her around in a circle.
"Thanks, love," Sirius blushed when he put her down and she kissed his cheek. "You really didn't have to get me anything," Sirius said bashfully, motioning to the package neatly wrapped next to him on the couch.
"Don't be silly, of course I did," Hermione stuck her tongue out at him. "What did the boys get you?"
"Dray got me this advanced book on charms-" his voice dropped to a low whisper, "to help with the map you see." He picked up his present, and fingered the bow absently as he sat down in its place, Hermione joined him, tucking her leg under her, and she propped herself up against the top of the couch, her cheek against her fist. "Peter got me a bunch of cauldron cakes from Honeydukes, Remus got me a ton of chocolate, I think it was more for himself to be honest. I don't think he even knows how bad his chocolate addiction is. He's going to keep asking if he can have a little bit, and before you know it, he'll have eaten most of it," Sirius laughed loudly. Hermione smiled to herself. I can definitely see Remus sneaking some of that chocolate. "James got me a broom care kit, he's really hoping that we'll get on the team either this year or next year. Oh yea Frank got me a box of sugar quills."
"I'll eat the sugar quills if you don't want them," Hermione restrained herself from jumping up in excitement in her seat, attempting and failing to sound nonchalant.
"No way, sweet cheeks," Sirius teased, pulling lightly on one of her dark curls, chuckling when she started pouting.
"What are we doing later? Today is Sunday, so we can celebrate your birthday if you want," Hermione asked, still sulking over the sugar quills.
"We can just celebrate it on October thirty first, they are having a Halloween Ball remember?" Sirius reminded her, Hermione frowned.
"Why didn't we attend last year?" Hermione asked quizzically.
"First years aren't allowed to attend, only second years and up," Sirius explained. How did I forget about that, they cancelled it when I first went to Hogwarts because of...James, Lily, they stopped having it the year after they...Hermione thought, her throat constricting for a moment. No, Hermione. They are here now, and I am not going to be sad whilst I still have them with me, I'm going to spend as much time with them as possible.
"Are you sure you don't want to celebrate today?" Hermione asked again.
"Nope, well. Moony is going to show us the...shack," Sirius whispered, looking around to make sure no one was within earshot of their conversation. "Full moon is end of the week, and we talked him down so he'll show us his set up for y'know,"
"Is he now? I'm surprised he actually agreed." Hermione said, shock clearly written across her features.
"We said we were going to go by ourselves, and he told us that without him showing us how to then the Whomping Willow would kill us," Sirius scratched his head.
"That's when he said if you idiots are going, then I'm going with you to make sure you don't maim or severely injure yourselves?" Hermione giggled, guessing.
"That was scary how much you sounded like him right there,"
"Oh hush you,' Hermione playfully poked him, her present catching her eye. "Open your present," she insisted, biting her lip in anticipation. I hope he likes it.
"A locket?" Sirius asked as he removed the paper, and then opened the small box. The silver locket had his initials engraved on the outside, and on the inside on the left side was a picture of Hermione and Sirius from the previous summer. She hopped on his back in the picture and they twirled in a circle, the Potter Orchards in the background as both of them laughed happily.
"It works kind of like a portkey, but it's connected to the drawing room at the Manor," Hermione smiled, this way if he ever needs to get out of that wretched house he can. I'm going to give Remus one as well, but with his initials engraved into his.
"You just have to hold it, or be wearing and in a clear voice, verbally or non verbally say Potter Manor. It should work," Hermione touched it gently, "I haven't had the chance to test it properly."
"You bought something and you didn't test it first?" Sirius asked sceptically, that didn't sound like Hermione.
"Well I bought the locket, and had it engraved, the charms and spells I performed myself," Hermione grinned proudly.
"You did what?" Sirius' eyes widened.
"It wasn't that difficult, it works like a portkey, with the exception that it isn't on a set schedule, and that it only goes to one place. Basically it's more of a transportation device between two locations." Hermione shrugged.
"You're brilliant, you know that?" Sirius gaped at her, and then leaned forward and drew her into a hug. "Thanks, Mi. It's amazing. I love it, this way I can sneak over to your place whenever."
"Only one way, Sirius, remember that," Hermione warned him, snuggling her face into the crook of his neck.
"Yea, yea, Mione." Sirius rolled his eyes. Hopefully he'll only be sneaking out, and not running away. I hope this helps, I really do. Remus needs one too. He refuses to elaborate, but I know he was kept in a cage in the basement during the full Moon. A cage that he can barely fit in when he's transformed. I doubt his Father even heals him properly based on all of the jagged, raised and rough scars all over his body. They both deserve better than their families, and I'm going to make sure they know that they are a part of mine.
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October 31st, 1972
Great Hall, Hogwarts
The Halloween Ball was a grand affair. Hermione stared around her in awe as she walked into the Great Hall, the other Gryffindor girls right behind her. The theme was purple, orange and black and it was masquerade Ball. A sea of black, purple and orange filled her vision. The only light in the room was from the floating pumpkins whose carved faces flickered with the candlelight within it. The faces were happy, sad, terrified, angry, spooky and those were only the ones that Hermione could see. The four house tables had been removed and replaced by a huge dance floor. Black and orange vines crawled up the tall walls, knitting patterns all the way to the ceiling. Which Dumbledore had charmed to look cloudy starry night with a full moon partially obscured by a set of wispy clouds. Hermione stared up in awe as a long, spindly creature walked through the crowd, she could spot a few further on in the room. Hogger's Alice informed her quietly, surprised when she knew something that Hermione didn't.
The Hoggers were peaceful and gentle creatures that slept for the majority of the year, except when they woke up during the fall equinox, they were only ever awake until Autumn ended. They were a dark brown colour, with massive, thin, bright orange hands that faded into a pale yellow up their long arms to their shoulders. Their skin was rough like tree bark, and their eyes were a pale yellow, their pupils were pinpricks. Hermione squinted at its' back and was amazed to see leathery looking wings folded flat against its back.
Hermione was quite happy to discover that the deep royal purple she picked went well with her black curls, and seemed to make her eyes really pop. She was wearing a long, Georgian styled dress, with black accents. Lily was wearing a similar one that was mainly black and had muted orange highlights.
Hermione wrote Dorea about how unfair it was that Lily's Father thought it was a waste of time to buy her a dress just for some school function as he put it. Hermione was delighted yet not too surprised when a package arrived the same day as her dress, and dropped in front of Lily at Breakfast a few days ago. Lily came to her, grateful tears running down her cheeks as she said "I can't possibly accept, Mione. It-"
She hadn't even finished her sentence when Hermione placed a finger to her lips and told Lily that it had been both of their pleasure and that she really shouldn't worry about it.
Lily's face lit up when she spotted the Gryffindor boys were dressed up in fancy black dress robes, Charlus had mirrored the gesture for Remus, who was staring down at his robes with a slightly guilty look on his face. Hermione watched with silent screams as Lily rushed over to Draco, bubbly as she asked him if he wanted to dance. He looked stunned, but nodded his head, and as the gentleman he was, he lead her out onto the dance floor. James brow was puckered as he scowled in his brother and Lily's direction. Sirius looked bemused as he watched Remus fidget with his collar. Kira, Nancy, Alice, and Hermione finally reached the boys, and Peter stammered to ask Kira if she wanted to dance. She looked reluctant, but accepted regardless.
"A-Alice do you want to dance?" Frank smiled bashfully, fiddling with his fingers.
"I would love to," Alice smiled shyly, accepting Frank's hand as they walked out onto the dance floor.
"Mione, dance with me," James asked a little gruffly.
"Please?" Hermione smirked, crossing her arms over her chest.
James adjusted his plum mask, and then rephrased his question. "Sister, dearest, may you do me the honour of dancing with me?" James tried to smile as he extended his hand. Hermione knew his feelings were hurt, since Lily always blatantly ignored him, but had chosen his brother over him.
"Brother, dear, I would be thrilled to," Hermione firmly grasped his hand, and walked out to join the others on the dance floor. Flitwick was directing the band that was playing, and whilst the music had an smooth feel it was quite upbeat, and soon James was twirling Hermione merrily around the room. Momentarily he seemed to forget about Lily. Hermione spotted Sirius and Remus dancing with Nancy a few paces away. Jovially dancing in a circle, Nancy was flushed and a tad flustered, Remus was laughing as Sirius led the way.
"You having fun, Mione?" James asked with a grin.
"This is absolutely wonderful, what about you, Jamie?" Hermione questioned as James twirled her.
"Honestly I'm not thrilled that Lily asked Dray to dance with such exuberance," James drawled dryly. "Other than that though, this is pretty amazing."
"Hey Jamie, mind switching partners? I want to dance with my smashing twin," Draco called out over the music, a wolf whistle came from Sirius' direction, and Hermione shook her head with a laugh. In one swift motion James and Draco twirled the girls towards one another and caught each of their dance partners.
A slow song came on and Draco put both of his hands on Hermione's lower back, whilst she hooked her hands around his neck and laid her head against his chest. He was beginning to get a lot taller than her (which he never forgot to remind her).
"Mione?"
"Dray?"
"I'll deny it if you tell anyone, but you look really nice tonight," Draco mumbled, pressing a discreet kiss onto the top of her head.
"You don't look so bad yourself," Hermione whispered back.
"Mum and Dad are beyond amazing, don't you agree?" Draco asked.
"You mean because of Remus and Lily?"
"Yupp. Speaking of fiesty red heads, look at how adorable her and Jamie look," Draco teased in a mockingly baby voice.
"Lily hexes Jamie at least once a week, and is always scolding him...yet he never gives up. It's amazing actually," Hermione said appreciatively.
"Sometimes I wonder if we've altered things by being here and James and Lily don't end up together, which would be bad...obviously," Draco frowned suddenly.
"I have faith that it will all work out," Hermione hummed whimsically.
"How? How can you have such blind faith that they will be together?" Draco gaped at her.
"Because they've been dancing this entire time, and Lily has yet to hex him," Hermione pointed out, Draco glanced to his left where Hermione was looking, and saw that though it looked a bit forced, they were indeed still dancing.
"Don't count your chickens before they hatch," Draco smirked when he saw Lily clench her jaw and open her mouth to most likely verbally abuse James, when Gideon Prewett burst into the fray.
"Oops, sorry bout that Potter!" Gideon apologised as he crashed into James and Lily. Who turned her wrath onto him; his eyes widened and he swiftly excused himself and backed away slowly.
"Are you alright, Evans?" James asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Fine, thank you," Lily sighed, smiling lightly at him before turning around and walking over to where Nancy and Kira were leaning against a wall.
"Well it looks like it time for the Marauders to have some fun," Sirius grinned as he walked over to James, Hermione and Draco; an arm slung over Remus' shoulders. Peter trailing closely behind them.
"What did you do, Sirius?" Draco grinned, letting go of Hermione when she moved over to James, hugging her other brother from behind. James twisted to throw an arm over her shoulders, and she moved forward into his side.
"I just asked my friends over in the choir there to play a bit of a more...upbeat song. Let's leave it at that shall we?" Sirius said as his eyes twinkled with mirth and mischief.
That was how their night continued, the boys dancing in a line with Hermione at the end, or in a circle around her. The Gryffindor girls joined in at some point and then it really became a party when other houses started mingling together. As the night wore on, everyone's inhibitions seemed to melt away. Ravenclaws dancing with Slytherins, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors. The Gryffindors and the Slytherins trading snide remarks, but behaving themselves. Hermione spotted Gideon snogging a Hufflepuff girl in one of the corners, and then saw her giggle as he led her out of the Great Hall. James Thomas soon followed his best friend with a Ravenclaw on his arm.
It was one of the best nights of Hermione's life, and as they all climbed the stairs when the Ball ended, she momentarily remembered why it got cancelled, but shoved the negative thoughts out of her mind as she looped hands with Lily and Alice. Tonight was brilliant. I danced so much my feet are killing me, but it's a good hurt. A hurt that makes me feel like I'm alive. Hermione smiled softly, and hugged her two best girl friends closer to her as the retreated to their dormitories. We're all alive, and whilst I have them I'm not going to waste a single second. Hermione glanced up and saw her boys playfully shoving each other as they climbed the stairs and moved onto the landing. Not a single one.
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December 7th, 1998
As was becoming a nightly ritual, after dinner every evening since Hermione and Draco had been gone; Remus, Sirius, Harry, and Ron all silently headed to McGonagall's office. None of them were sure exactly why at this point, but that didn't stop them from doing it. Tonight Remus wanted to give Tonks a bit of a break so he offered to bring Teddy with him. The small boy was now lying against his Father's chest, fast sleep with his thumb in his mouth. His hair had changed to Raven Black when he saw Harry earlier.
The last thing any of them were expecting, (even though they probably should have seen it coming), was Narcissa Malfoy bursting into the office. McGonagall trailing behind her, trying futility to speak to the outraged woman.
Narcissa went to stand in front of the mirror that McGonagall had by her desk, she whipped out her wand and two things happened. First the mirror detached from the wall and floated into the middle of the room to face them all. The second, was that when Narcissa waved her wand once more, Lucius Malfoy image came to the surface, slightly distorted at first, but then grew crystal clear in moments. He did not look pleased.
"Please explain to me why only now am I hearing about my son's disappearance?" Narcissa asked coldly.
"They went back in ti-"
"Rubbish, as if I would believe the hogwash that you've been spout-" Narcissa's sneer faded, her eyes widened, her hands began to shake, she dropped her wand. Then she fell to her knees, hugging herself and rocking back and forth. "My son is a Potter."
"Pardon?" Harry spoke up, the mention of his surname waking him from his stunned state.
"That's Preposterous, Cissa what on-" Lucius' scowl dropped from his face; which grew paler somehow.
"Someone mind explaining what's going on? You both sound a bit mental to be honest," Ron plopped down on the couch, popping a Lemon Drop into his mouth. Harry twisted to look at his best mate and shot him a look as if to say 'don't poke the bear.'
"I know you're on House Arrest for the next couple months, Lu," Sirius stated, the pale man in the mirror looked at him incredulously.
"Was there a point to mentioning that, Black?" Lucius drawled, a bit of colour returning to his face.
"No. I just enjoyed saying it," Sirius shrugged, "what I will say is I know you're both sorry for what happened in the War, and if Dromeda can forgive you, Cissa then so can I." Sirius nodded at his older cousin. Narcissa barely heard him, she had a glazed look in her eyes as she rocked back and forth, slowly, almost as if she was somewhere else entirely.
"I think she remembered what she did all those years ago," Remus suggested, handing Teddy to Harry. He put a hand to his temple, the memory was right below the surface itching to get out. All he remembered was that it had been bad.
"He...he...was a Potter. I didn't-I tried...I thought...I didn't mean to-but he made...I am a failure of a Mother." Narcissa wailed, her cool facade broken as fat tears rolled down her face, her mouth open in a silent cry.
"Cissa you aren't a failure, you would have died if you didn't," Lucius said quietly, looking down at his wife, the frustration that he could not comfort her in this moment evident on his face.
"It was him or...the girl. I...he...told me to use him...that he could handle it. He promised me he wouldn't hold it against me...Merlin, he knew, he knew who I was and-he forgave me long before I would know what it meant." Narcissa sniffed.
"Cissa what did you do?" Sirius asked gravely, flashes of a bloodied Draco were popping up in his mind and his fists clenched white.
"Don't you remember, Sirius? I failed, I failed before I even started. He would have killed us all. He just wanted to send a message...said he didn't want to spill more Pure blood than he had to."
"No I do-"
"She tortured him until he was an inch away from death," Remus' voice was hard when he spoke, for once it was Sirius holding him back instead of the other way around.
"My poor baby, my...son. I'm sorry. I'm ssssorry." Narcissa's face was leaking many fluids now, her nose was bright red and runny, her eyes clenched shut tightly. "I almost killed my son," She cried in a broken and pained voice. "Kill me. Sirius. Kill me."
"Cissa! No!" Lucius said in a panic.
McGonagall who had let the group have their space had heard enough and thought it was about time she stepped in. "No one will be killing anyone. Narcissa Malfoy you get a grip. Whilst I do not condone what you did, you did have to do it. If you didn't, think where you would be now. You would be laying six feet under with the rest of your family. Potter, I suggest help Mister Weasley from choking on his sweets. Remus Lupin you pull yourself together!" Harry placed Teddy gently on the ground, then hurried over to Ron's side and tried to use the Heimlich Manoeuvre to dislodge whatever was blocking Ron's airway. Sirius carefully let go of Remus after his eyes stopped flashing Gold. Teddy who was now awake due to all the commotion was happily crawling around the carpet in between everyone's feet.
"Do you have any idea what I did?! To my own child!" Narcissa screamed.
"I do. I was the one who helped get him to St. Mungo's along with Hermione."
"The other Potter. Miss Granger. That poor thing was almost tortured twice at the hand of-is that why he did it?" Narcissa gasped.
"What do you mean?" Harry frowned.
"Draco made me choose him so she wouldn't have to go through being tortured again." Narcissa's mouth hung open at her realisation. "My brave, kind boy." Narcissa's face crumpled as she now cried proud tears.
"Malfoy isn't that selfless!" Ron protested, now fully able to breathe again.
"Oh Mister Weasley. When they both return and I have full faith that they will, then you are going to be in for a large shock," Lucius smirked.
"What do you mean by that?" Ron frowned.
"Those two were inseparable from the moment anyone lay eyes on them. They were as close as the twins they told everyone they were."
"Ron, I'll tolerate a lot, but when it comes to my friends I won't have anyone badmouthing them. So watch your tongue in future," Sirius growled.
"You can't seriously consider the ferret your friend."
"Ron, shut up." Harry demanded, Sirius and Remus both looked a little unhinged, either from the unpleasant memory that had risen to the surface or Ron's insults to someone they considered a brother. Harry wasn't sure what it was but he was tired of letting Ron say what he wanted and not say anything about it.
"The only real question is how are we going to bring them back to the future?" Lucius asked, all business now.
"That my dear Snake, is what we've been trying figure out." Sirius said grimly.
The Hoggers I made up by the way, I don't know I kind of wanted to mess around with a creature of some kind of my own. I hope you like my description of them. Their name isn't toooo weird is it? Waeva meh na care, I like it a lot.
I looked up Sirius' birthday and it just said that it was in the Fall/Autumn, so I decided to make it late October. Just before Halloween, of course. Which I hope you liked the Halloween Ball. I just wrote about the Christmas Ball in Promise, so I'm having all kind of fancy dress fun.
Speaking of Promise. If you read it as well, can you drop me a review or a PM. I am having a teeny bit of writer's block for their Christmas break, and it makes me really sad. It's the first fanfic I posted, and I love writing it, but I am just not having any ideas. I know what I want to do after their break is over, but In between I'm kind of stuck. Btw, if you like fluff, check it out.
If you like slighter darker war fics, check out It Was Her Ginger Hair. Which I just updated on Monday but then had to repost the chapter yesterday.
I think I've done enough self promo, and emotional thanking for one chapter. Honestly I love you all so much, and I'm so grateful you take time to read what I write.
LOVE YOU,
Indieblue xx
P.S. Come September my chapters will probably be posted every other week, on the same days though. I'll let you know soon though.