Quatre - the trouble's there ii
Draco Malfoy slowly turned around, being prepared to see the boy talking to the Weaselette. He was met with a Slytherin tie.
The Great Hall gasped and some sucked in a sharp breath.
Draco looked up, and saw, what looked to be one of the boys that had the Weasley red hair, now had the famous Whitish-Blonde Malfoy hair. He widened his eyes.
"The Malfoy Potter Triplets, better known as Trouble's Three" They finished simultaneously.
"What?" Harry breathed out. The shock has taken most of his air, understandable.
Draco turned to the girl, she had a smirk that was all too similar and had the same blonde hair as both her brothers and Draco have.
His mouth was open, with no words coming out. He wanted to cry in joy that Potter wasn't the Weaslettes. But he couldn't be sure. There was still that little doubt in his mind and it felt like there was a invisible bullet stuck in his heart, in order to take it out; he needed them to tell him this is true.
"Mother... you always say it's impolite to keep one waiting." The boy behind him said.
"Me?" He said pointing to himself.
The boy rolled his eyes and smiled.
"No," He joked,"It's that Hufflepuff girl right over there"
The said Hufflepuff flipped her hair over her shoulder and waved like a monarch.
They let out a little laugh, trust Hufflepuffs to make the atmosphere lighter.
"I agree with father, you really are stunning, perhaps that's where I inherited it from." He sat down while looking at Draco and smiled ever so slightly.
"But...how?"
"Have you not have any knowledge of Glamours? You were the one to teach us this useful charm" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
Filius squeaked.
"Another charms prodigy!"
"Surprise! Now where's my three galleons?" The girl asked, and she looked up at Sirius innocently and stuck her palm out.
"For your amazing prank, I shall give you double." He sniffed and took 6 galleons out of his jacket.
"It was brilliant! And for a little firstie too, isn't that right Forge?"
"Absolutely, Gred."
"We do love the dramatics." The boy sitting at the Gryffindor table said.
"Considering who your mother is, I'm not surprised." Ginny said, then turned to Luna and smiled.
"You've got us all there. Slytherin, indeed." Blaise said.
"Funny, that's what the sorting hat said. 'Slytherin, indeed' But we do love pranks. It isn't everyday that you could go back in time and meet your parents and the past of Hogwarts." The girl said.
"First impressions are always important." The boy near Draco said. He was like him in every way; his hair, his posture, his smirk, his aura, everything.
"I believe we made quite the big one. I wonder what mother and father will think of our little prank?" The boy sitting at the Gryffindor table said, thoughtfully.
"They will be proud of us." The girl stuck her chin in the air and proceed to take on a very haughty expression
"I'm sure they will." The older girl said, for the first time after their arrival.
"We should introduce ourselves, it's rude not to, as mother has always said." Another boy strode in, having the same Malfoy hair, but unlike his siblings, his eyes were grey; a very mesmerizing gray. It felt like if you looked at it too long, it could swallow you whole. His grays seemed to swirl about, it can make a resemblance to a snake twirling around its prey, waiting to devour it whole. His expression was haughty, playful, but also serious. His posture screamed "I'm better and more worthy of you" He had the same mischievous eyes, like his siblings.
The boy from before the triplet's arrival that has green eyes and dirty blonde hair stood up and held out a polite hand towards the new stranger, instead of pointing.
"Ah... meet the mastermind of the Malfoys. The one we all go to for... well... everything"
To be continued...