Author's Note
Update! Huzzah! So the mission begins...schedules are compared, robes are modeled, secrets revealed, and someone makes an appearance for the first time. Enjoy! The next chapter should be up soon, too.
Disclaimer- I own none of the Harry Potter characters.
It felt like they'd been spinning back in time for hours. But only seconds later, it seemed they had slowed, and then they came to a stop. Gwen slowly opened her eyes.
They were standing in a deserted hallway in what she assumed was Hogwarts circa 1944.
"Where are we?" she asked.
"Umm…Hogwarts." Draco replied sarcastically.
She scowled at him. "I realize that. Where in Hogwarts are we precisely?"
Harry had already taken off down the corridor. "We're on the second floor. The Slytherin dormitories are this way."
They ran to catch up to him, slowing as they passed various classrooms. Draco and Harry lead the way, them knowing the way better than the others. Once they reached the entrance, however, they faced a dilemma.
"What's the password?" Ron asked. "Did Snape give us one?"
Harry was pacing back and forth, and Draco had tried every one he could ever remember using before.
"Are you sure you have no idea?" Hermione asked Gwen again.
"I'm positive. I completely forgot about passwords." She answered.
Their problem was solved a second later when a young girl, probably a second or third year, stepped out as the stone wall in front of them slid back.
"You! What's the password?" Draco demanded.
The girl gave them a suspicious look. "It's 'pure-blood'"
Hermione snorted. "Pure-blood." She said, loud enough for everyone to hear. The stone entrance slid back, admitting them.
Once they were safely inside the common room, Draco pointed out the stairs to the girl's dormitories and he and Harry and Ron went off to figure out which room was theirs. Hermione and Gwen climbed the steps to their dorms slowly.
"So which do you think is ours?" Hermione asked, glancing into each room.
"Well, do you see our trunks anywhere?"
They checked every room, and eventually came to the last. Inside there were five beds, but only two had trunks at the end. They had the last room, the one that hadn't been completely filled.
Fifteen minutes later, they were settling in. Hermione was organizing her notes and books and Gwen was folding her clothes to be put into her dresser.
"So what's going on with Draco?" Gwen asked, nonchalantly.
Hermione looked up. "What do you mean?"
"Oh don't give me that. You and Ron have been distant and polite while 24 hours after he arrives Draco is squeezing your shoulder for comfort." Gwen gave her a knowing grin.
Hermione turned crimson. "We talked! That's all! He's been through a lot lately and he came to me and asked if he could talk to me about it. That's all."
"Oh…I see." Gwen said, still grinning.
Hermione threw a book at her and Gwen ducked, shrieking.
"Gwen! Hermione!" They heard Harry yell up the stairs. They both grabbed their Slytherin robes they had found in their trunks and took off down the stairs.
The girls found the boys down in the common room, sitting in front of the fire. Gwen twirled in her Slytherin robes. "How do I look? Slytherin enough for you?"
Draco laughed. "Hardley."
"I think I would have been in Ravenclaw anyway." Gwen pondered.
"Nah, I'd make them put you in Gryffindor." Harry stated, wearing Slytherin robes himself. He seemed to be comfortable with it, but Ron looked a bit awkward. Draco, of course, was right at home. And Gwen and Hermione didn't really mind the situation. They obviously didn't know the Slytherin area very well, but they would have plenty of time to adapt.
"So, what's the plan?" Draco asked, now sitting on one of the many green and silver couches adorning the room.
"Well what time is it?" Harry asked.
"Nine thirty. The schedule I found in my trunk says I have advanced potions with the Gryffindors at ten fifteen. So does Gwen's." Hermione replied, and Gwen nodded.
The boys all looked at each other. Minutes later they each returned with their own schedules, having found them in their own trunks.
"Advanced Potions at ten fifteen." Harry read aloud "And then a Defense Against the Dark Arts class after lunch." Ron and Draco both had the same as well.
"Seems we all have the same classes. I wonder if Tom Riddle has these as well then?" Gwen wondered aloud.
The entrance suddenly slid open, and a young Tom Riddle walked into the Slytherin common room.