Wish collapsed on her bed after her exhausting first day of classes. She used her wand to close the drapes around the bed and cast a simple intruder deterrent and silencing charm that she'd found in a library book. She noticed a package resting on her pillow and opened it, discovering the clothes she'd requested. After taking out some pyjamas, she shoved the package under her bed, seeing as she had no trunk with her. She quickly got dressed in her pyjamas and fell asleep.

The next morning at breakfast an owl swooped down at her, depositing a note in front of her.

Miss Malfoy,

Please come to my office after your classes today.

Headmaster Dumbledore

P. S. I enjoy eating Sherbet Lemons

Wish wondered what Dumbledore could want to talk to her about throughout all her classes for the rest of the day, and was so distracted she didn't notice her grandfather sitting down next to her in Charms.

"I'll have you know I memorized my family tree at the age of five and you are definitely not on it, so who are you?" said Draco.

Wish was jerked out of her thoughts and quickly turned to look at her grandfather.

"I did tell you the truth, you know," she said.

"What, that you're my granddaughter from the future? Ha, that couldn't be true. Your hair isn't platinum blonde. You're obviously just pretending to be a Malfoy. You're probably just some mudblood who wants the Malfoy money —" Draco was interrupted by Wish pointing her wand at his throat.

"Don't you dare use that word, grandfather. You of all people should—"

"Miss Malfoy," said Professor Flitwick in his squeaky voice, "I don't believe Mr. Malfoy is the feather you are supposed to be levitating. Please refrain from threatening other students in the classroom. Five points from Slytherin."

Draco shot Wish a smirk as she lowered her wand.

"And Mr. Malfoy, language of that kind will not be tolerated in this school. Five points from Slytherin and detention after class," Flitwick added.

Now it was Wish's turn to smirk at her grandfather as he glowered at her and Flitwick.

Finally the class was over with only Wish succeeding in levitating the feather, earning her praise and five points for Slytherin from Flitwick, cancelling out her earlier points lost, and earning more glares from her grandfather.

Wish hurried up to Dumbledore's office, saying "Sherbet Lemons" as she reached the gargoyle. She climbed the stairs and knocked on the headmaster's door.

"Come in," she heard Dumbledore say from within his office.

She entered. "Ah, Wish, have a seat, child," said Dumbledore.

Wish sat on the same comfy-looking chair Dumbledore had conjured last time. "Why did you want to see me, sir?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm assuming you wish to return to your time eventually, am I correct?"

"Yes, of course," said Wish. She hesitated, then said "Sir, the sorting hat said there was a way to get back, but I would need to be where I was before I was sent back in time."

Dumbledore looked pensive. "May I ask where you were when you were sent back?" he said.

"In a room in Malfoy Manor. I can't really remember which room. One of the lounge rooms, I think. I'd never been there before."

"Hm, perhaps this room was infused with some time travel magic at some point in time. The problem is getting there in this time period. I would suggest befriending your ancestor Draco and perhaps obtaining an invitation to the Manor for the winter holidays and searching for the room then. Until then, try not to divulge too many secrets about the future, we don't know how much could change. If you say too much, you might not even be born. Now it's getting late, you should head back to your house dormitory now."

Wish left, trying to figure out how she was going to befriend her grandfather who, for some reason, was so mean in this time period.