A/N: The Reviews were a little slow this time, but I still got them :P I understand seeing as it was almost Christmas and all :P Well I don't really have anything to say… well maybe I do, I am so glad you all like my stories. : P Okay and Tractusitum is a made up word… like all of my made up spells I just took two Latin words and combined them.. The translator I used gave me several different translations and I used what sounded the best… some of The TV shows I mention are from the wrong time period, but just pretend the aren't… lol Beware of ooc. Voldy… lol haha

Chapter four: a spark of hope.

"I AM NOT A HUFFLEPUFF!" Teddy screamed at me. I just rolled my eyes, he was definitely a Hufflepuff, and no matter how much he tried to deny it, he would always be a Hufflepuff. The sorting hat wasn't magically gonna just change its mind and make him a Gryffindor. I looked at him over the top of my book. Tori and Ali were laughing at him for his sudden outburst and Madam Pince was glaring ice at him.

"Yes you are." I said letting my eyes fall back to the page. "And I would suggest that you lower your voice before Madam Pince makes you leave the library." She had been known to kick people out for long periods of time. She kicked a first year out for two months back on the second day of school.

"I don't care! It's only a library." I was starting to see the sorting hats logic…

"Teddy…" Ali hissed glancing over her shoulder at madam Pince. She was actually nowhere to be found. "If she hears you, you will be lucky to make it back in for NEWT studding." She said quietly. She had heard rumors about a boy who got permanently banned, the people with him had been banned as well.

"Teddy, I think you should listen to Ali." I said in agreement. He may just see it as a library, but I didn't. The library was my link to my father. There were countless books here about him. I was even in a few.

All of the other first years were shocked to know that I had been there. I had lots of fans… not that I cared… okay, maybe I do care, only a lot…

I flipped absently through the book I was looking through. I wasn't really getting very far with it. It was just a bunch of useless information I would never use.

"I said it once and I will say it again, ITS ONLY A LIBRARY!" I sighed as I watched Madam Pince's head slowly turn in our direction, it looked as if she was about to spit pea soup. Her eyes were like fire. She wasn't pleased, not one bit. Ali, Tori and I all watched, frozen in place, as the old librarian marched forward and gripped him firmly by the ear.

"You will not be smudging the name of libraries on my watch young man." She scolded as she dragged him to the door. "I don't want to see you in here again!" We watched as she all but cursed him from the room.

"I told him." Ali whispered fearing that she would be next. "You told him…" She said shaking her heard in dismay. "He's just going to love the end of year exams… I hear your toast if you can't even do your homework…"

"It will teach him a lesson; it just has to seep through that hard head of his." I said smiling. Even aunt Gin would say he was hard headed.

Something caught my eye as I skimmed through the book, and I froze. On the margin of page three hundred and ninety four of Witches and Wizards of the war, was a single word written in emerald green ink. The same ink I used… what was even weirder was that it was written in my hand writing…

Tractusitum

I looked at the word with my mouth wide open. I knew instantly that it could only be a spell… but there weren't any instructions… spells weren't simple enough to not involve wand motions…. And as I looked at it, all of the Latin I knew came to thought and I smiled. This spell gave me a new spark of hope. For what I was looking at, was time travel.

OoOo Hermione oOoO

Hermione's mind was reeling with all of this new information she had just received. Her mind was so hyper that everything in it made little to no sense at all.

"She left herself a note…" Ginny said thoughtfully. "She knew that without her own help, she wouldn't be able to get that spell…"

"But she said she got the idea from my mind." Hermione said looking over Taylor's shoulder at the words.

"Maybe she got everything else from your mind. I mean, seeing as an eleven year old isn't going to be able to come up with wand motions… yeah, not all of them require a motion, but she was smart enough to know that that spell in particular was to powerful not to." Taylor said. "Only simple spells like Alohamora… and pronunciation… It can take years to find just the right way to say it."

"Sectumsempra, Ron got that on the first try. I didn't have movements or anything…" Harry said just to be argumentative.

Taylor thought about that statement for a few seconds before answering, and then her face lit up with knowing. She was good at solving things like this. Maybe it was the years of CSI and puzzles…

"I remember Hermione and Draco saying at some point that the scars were haphazard and looked like they were cast by a toddler…"

"I think we can say that he has the mentality of a toddler…" Ginny said with a small smile. No one could really disagree.

Taylor smiled before continuing her sentence. "Well the haphazard manner suggests that there is a proper way to cast the spell… Like with George's ear, that was cast the proper way and was a clean cut… That was cast by its creator, the only person who really knows how it works.

"Well that solves that." Amethyst said clapping her hands together. "Hermia, you look pale are you feeling well?" Amethyst asked placing her hand on her daughter's forehead.

"I feel fine mother." She said; it wasn't technically lying. She did feel sick to her stomach, but it wasn't anything anyone would need to worry about. "I think I ate some bad shrimp or something…"

"Well if you are sure you are okay…" Amethyst said doubtfully. "Well I have to go meet Cissa and for lunch, I haven't seen her in forever." She said picking up her coat off the back of her chair. "Harry, if you could just take Tom home, he should be fine…" She said. Of course he would, and Tom was on magical house arrest… he wasn't going anywhere…

"Of Course, Mrs. Riddle." Harry said. Amethyst frowned.

"All of you can just call me Amethyst… or Ame…. Mrs. Riddle is just so formal."

"Amethyst it is then." Harry said grabbing Tom's wrist before apparating him away. Amethyst was the next to leave, then Blaise, Luna, Ginny, Taylor, Christian, Cherokee and Seamus…

"Mione," Ginny said making she comfortable on the couch and looking down at the book. She liked the Light blue glow.

"Hmmm?" Hermione asked as she straightened up the chairs for the second time in twenty four hours.

"What do you think Father does when he's at home?" She asked thoughtfully. That was something so wondered about, though she had never asked out loud.

Hermione paused to think, she didn't know what to say. Even Draco looked stumped.

"I haven't ever really put much thought to it…" She said after a moment. She had this really crazy picture of him standing in front of a TV singing Oops I did it again on Karaoke Machine. She shook the image from her head.

"Maybe he watches the grass grow…" Draco suggested. Hermione and Ginny both laughed. They could just picture him sitting in a lawn chair watching the grass with intent and jumping with excitement every time he noticed it had gotten taller.

"I'm sure glad I'm not on house arrest." Hermione said. "I would get so board that I would probably brew the draught of Living death just so I could sleep through it…"

"I would have to agree. I wouldn't be able to stand the silence and free time…" Ginny said smiling.

"Oh I should probably go see how Dobby is doing." Hermione said standing up. She had forgotten about the little elf. She quickly made her way to Mira's room.

What she saw made her smile. Dobby had the baby and was sitting in a chair rocking her back and forward.

"Hermione!" He squeaked quietly in excitement as he rushed up to her. "She is being sweet baby, hasn't made a peep once."

"Thank you for watching her for me." She said taking the baby from the elf. She looked so peaceful. Hermione was glad that this time around, she would get to live a life that involved both her mother and her father. That wasn't something that was new for her.

"It no problem Mione, I is glad to watch baby…" He said happily.

"Dobby, if you want to you can take a break." She said. He thanked her a few times and then *pop* he was gone.

"Dobby is a nice elf isn't he." Hermione said to her daughter as she sat down on the rocking chair. She was gently rocking back and forward. She didn't want to wake the sleeping baby.

"You have no idea how many wonderful things you have done." She said, a smile was etched onto her face. "You have saved people; you have invented spells and done so many other great things. I'm glad that you are my baby; because you are special in so many ways." She said. "You are a wonderful little girl, and don't let anyone ever tell you differently."

OoOo Draco oOoO

After Ginny left thirty minutes later Draco made his way out of the library. He set off to find his wife, who had wandered off. He passed painting after painting, expensive vase after expensive vase… You get the point.

He reached his daughters room soon after that and opened the door. What he saw inside made him smile. Hermione had fallen asleep while rocking her. The looked so peaceful. He didn't want to wake them up so he quietly left the room.

OoOo Tom/ Voldemort oOoO

"The young of which creature is known as squab?" Tom watched the screen with anticipation as Regis asked the question. It was a question that left Tom bouncing in his seat. "Is it A. Horse, B. Duck, C. Pigeon or D. Potato? Oh and don't forget, you still have one life line left."

"PIGEON! PIGEON! PIGEON!" Tom shouted as he jumped from his seat, the remote clasped tightly in his right hand. This had been the first answer he had actually known during the entire show.

"Regis, I'm going to have to say Potato." Tom yelled at the TV in anger. A potato wasn't even a creature, and it definitely doesn't have young.

"Is that your final answer, Ben?"

"Yes."

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Dover, but potato is not the correct answer, and the correct answer was pigeon."

"HAH!" Tom screamed at the TV screen with amusement. As much as he hated to see someone lose a million dollars, he couldn't help but mock their stupidity. He soon got bored and switched channels.

"HAH!" Tom said jumping around in a circle. He changed the channel.

There was nothing on…

"Full house, seen it… Married with children, to trashy… A Christmas story, he shot his eye out… Boy meets world, Too Teenybopper… The Simpsons, Rerun… OHHH Friends!" He faked enthusiasm, though I absolutely love the show… "NEXT. The Nanny, Too Desperate…" He gave up and flopped down onto the couch, why was there nothing decent to watch.

"This is boring… Fluffy," He said looking over at his and Amethyst's Tuxedo cat. "Remind me to never attempt world domination ever again.

"Meow…"

He sighed… What to do next… That was when he saw the dominoes… An evil grin covered his face….

OoOo Amethyst oOoO

Amethyst froze as she and Narcissa stepped into her house. She didn't like the looks of what she saw…

"TOM!" She hollered and he poked his head from the kitchen.

"Amethyst… Narcissa," He ducked back into the kitchen.

Amethyst let her attention shift around the room. He had obviously used what magic he was allowed to use to duplicate the dominoes they had stored in the coffee table… He had made one big intricate line of dominoes… It had designs made into it… things like Tom Marvolo Riddle, A British Flag, A spell book and all sorts of other stuff. He really had to much free time.

OoOo A/N oOoO

Okay, first this chapter has under gone major change since I first posted it… I put a lot of more recent shows in and I decided I needed to make them more in time with this story, so I change all of the shows I used to shows you would have seen on the TV in the 90's

For the person who didn't know what OoOoOoOoO is… it's my divider… I don't like just plain lines… lol

I know Voldemort is a little, okay maybe a lot out of character… but that's how I see house arrest Voldy… I hope that's okay with yall… :P

Oh and happy Late Christmas… I meant to post this on Christmas but… I didn't have time…

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~Taylor (Slytherin at heart)