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SLYTHERIN DUNGEONS
"What just happened?" faltered Draco.
Draco was talking to his wife when the bright green fire 'flooed' them to this dark place. He was seeing bright and dark at the same time but somehow, his heart warmed as if it knew this dark, cold place but his brain became alert as he tried to adjust his eyes to the darkness. He had his arms around Astoria who was trembling in the cold.
"No! No... Sweet Merlin, please, no," babbled Astoria in a high-pitched voice.
"You sound young…hmm, I sound young."
Slowly, his eyes adjusted to the darkness and saw the green and silver. He went over to the ornate mirror on one side of wall opposing to the magnificent fireplace. Astoria's breath hitched as she saw their reflection and cast a silent Silencio when Draco began to scream.
"Ahh… I look 15. I am 15," shrieked Draco, checking himself on the gilded mirror. He gulped and said, "what is happening?"
"I don't know what but whatever this is, it's definitely because of that cursed cup. Was there any instruction on it?"
"Don't call it cursed…yet. No, not instruction but there was some kind of long-lost rune or symbol... Perhaps it sent us here for a reason, maybe Scorpius wants us here," declared Draco. He knew he was considered a blood traitor according to many pureblood families, maybe Scorpius was bullied and he wished for his parents to be with him. It seemed farfetched but they had to try some kind of theory before freaking out and shipped to St. Mungos.
Without wasting a second, they both ran to their son's dorm, only to realise that the wretched cup didn't make them young but has sent to the past. They huddled together and sat by the fireplace, warming their clammy hands.
"Are we really in the past? What about Scorpius? Is he still there?" Astoria was unable to voice her fears. The only beautiful thing of her life cannot not exist.
"No, of course, he must be, or else…,"
"Merlin's galloping twisted gorgons!"
"Daphne!" said Astoria and Draco in union.
"What are you doing?" asked Daphne, pointedly at Draco.
"Just as I was telling your sister," he paused and drawled with a familiar sneer, "None of your business."
Draco turned and almost ran to his dorm to hide his awkward stance. He had an amicable relationship with his sister-in-law but during the school day, he had deliberately ignored her existence.
"What was happening here? Why were you sitting with him?" questioned Daphne curiously.
"'t was nothing, Daph. I just saw him writing something, so I sneaked up on him."
"Why? Oh, why?, Ria. Don't you know he's working with the Skeeter woman? I heard that even Dumbledore hates her and uninvited her to the Yule Ball," admonished Daphne.
"No, no way, never, not her." Astoria suddenly remembered the scandal caused by Skeeter in her 2nd year or present year if Daphne is talking about Yule Ball. She didn't know Draco had a part in it. They avoided talking about Hogwarts so it never came up but now, she knows that he would not work with her but Skeeter has been maligning her family for a long time and this time, she was going to pay back for every time Rita Skeeter had made her husband and son cry.
Daphne looked at her suspiciously, "Don't stress out, Ria. His father is one of the boards of governors. So, beware of him and tread carefully, don't dare to cross him. Be thankful that you are not at the end of his cruel jokes. Anyway, I called you to tell that Zabini asked me out for the Yule Ball."
Daphne started telling her sister about her recent midnight rendezvous with Zabini, oblivious that Astoria was carefully planning on securing a beautiful future for her son. A future untainted by the mistake of his parents. After Daphne left, Astoria ran towards Draco's dorm where he was sitting by the window gazing at the depth of the lake.
"I think the Dark Lord will be coming back soon," whispered Astoria.
"Astoria, I believe there are certain moments when I wanted a chance to forget my regrets, appease my guilt, and to grow up once again. I think we got that chance. Whatever may happen, we have to work with the Potters, I mean, Potter," finished Draco, tightly holding her hands.
RAVENCLAW TOWER
Luna was sure that she was searching for a lost niffler when she felt the pull. She was brave to fight for people she loved but she didn't have the courage to open her eyes and find the cold empty bed. She liked having friends but the bed was a reminder of a time when she had no friends.
"Luna, C'mon, wake up," whispered a familiar voice. Luna opened her eyes to see Padma Patil hovering over her bed, under the familiar stars and moons of the Ravenclaw dorm.
"Padma, what are you doing here?"
"I…I was…I had a nightmare and was walking around when I heard you whimper," said Padma awkwardly.
"Oh, I am sorry. I didn't mean to whimper though I have a good reason to," said Luna, focusing on the moons and stars hanging over her head.
"You mean …" Padma never got to finish her sentence. They heard some kind of commotion in the common room and both of them ran with their wand out, ready to act.
"Who is it?" muttered Padma Patil in a lowered voice.
It was Terry Boot and Michel Corner, who sat slumped around the hidden shadows of Rowena Ravenclaw statue.
"Hi, Anthony… is alive. He is in our dorm," sobbed Terry. Michael Corner just sat there, looking as pale as the marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw.
"Why have 'we' time travelled?" implored Padma, looking at the 'night' ceiling.
"Dumbledore's Army," whispered Luna.
"I don't think so," another voice added from the top of the staircase. Cho Chang came down with a book in her hand. Everyone looked at her quizzically. She further added, "Marietta was a member of it but she hasn't woken up like us, neither has Anthony."
"Because Marietta betrayed and Anthony…died," said Michael Corner, pain etched on his face. They were fighting together when Dolohov's death curse hit Anthony in his chest.
"We need to find out if we are the only ones. We can go and ask Parvati," suggested Padma.
"We cannot enter Gryffindor tower without the password but I know how to enter Hufflepuff basement," said Luna and rose from her chair.
"What?"
"The entrance to the common room is located "in a nook on the right-hand side of the kitchen corridor", concealed behind a stack of barrels. To reveal the entrance, we must tap the barrel two from the bottom, middle of the second row, in the rhythm of 'Helga Hufflepuff'."
"How do you know this?" asked Terry Boot, impressed.
"James Sirius Potter."
Everyone just nodded as if it explained everything and followed Luna out of the door towards the kitchen. It must have been their luckiest night as they didn't come across Filch or Mrs Norris. They heard Peeves at the Trophy Room and crossed it as stealthily as possible. For any 5 'normal' Ravenclaw students, it would have been tough but they had survived the war and had seen the worst days of Hogwarts.
"What's the rhythm?"
"Don't worry, I know it. Teddy and Rolf hum it a lot, to the point of using silencio on them," said Luna as she tapped.
They all crawled into the basement. It was the first time, any of them had seen another house's common room. They all stood mesmerised by the circular and bright, earthy, and cosiest place in Hogwarts. But the bunched people in one of the overstuffed sofas brought them out of their reverie.
"Luna! Thank God. Oh God, you remember me. You do, right?... I love you," babbled Rolf Scamander.
"Rolf!"
"But he wasn't in the Dumbledore's Army," chided Michael.
Padma ran towards her husband, Ernie Macmillan who hugged her and held her tightly. Ernie fell in love with Padma during those horrible months at Hogwarts. She was smart, loyal, and pretty strong and protected him and others many times from the Carrows. That was just the beginning of their love story.
The dark days of Hogwarts only succeeded in bringing out love and kindness among them. Susan never noticed the pyromaniac Seamus as someone other than a gibbering baboon but it all changed with the way he stood up to protect his fellow mates and most importantly, how he defied his mother and returned to Hogwarts. Hannah may have met Neville during their days in Hogwarts but she fell in love when he came to visit her after her mother's demise during their sixth year. He wasn't even a good friend of her then but he was the most kind-hearted, brave, and strong person she ever knew and he understands the pain of losing loved ones to those mental erratic death eaters. It was just a beginning but now, they were here to repeat it all over again.
"Is Cedric… alive?" asked Cho, hoping against hope. After all these years, after all the failed relationships, she finally realized why nothing worked for her? She was looking for Cedric in everyone. Maybe fate finally showed mercy, maybe that's why she was here but she promised that she'll never let anything happen to him.
"Yes, I just saw him in his dorm and Justin is also back," said Ernie, shaken.
"We have to help Harry to defeat you-know-who," suggested Padma.
"I am going to be sick," moaned Ernie.
"No, we have to be strong. I don't know who else came with us but if Harry remembers half of what will happen then I am sure, he will stand with us but we are not going to stand back and let him sacrifice alone. We are going to stop that monster before he starts taking the lives of our loved ones. We have lost our family and friends but this time, it's not going to happen," said Hannah, remembering her mother, the dawn of May 2, and her fallen family members and friends.
"What if he doesn't remember?" questioned Cho. Everyone looked uncomfortable at each other. None of them had the guts to tell their friend that he was 'The Chosen One' and he has to defeat Voldemort again. They didn't even know the true version of what happened in the forest but they knew Harry enough to know that he sacrificed and will sacrifice his life for them.
"We will remind him," answered Luna dreamily, as if it was simple, "Leave it to me."
