chapter 10

Hope falls into a routine over the next week. She gets up at 6am and goes for a run around the Black Lake. The Tribrid can usually fit in two laps in, if she isn't using her wolf speed and about five if she is. Sometimes she even runs with some of the Magical Creatures.

Hope also manages to finish her conversation with the Herdmaster Nunki during one of her runs.

Hope still sits on her own during all meal times until she reads an interesting paragraph in 'Hogwarts: A History', informing her she can sit anywhere except during Sorting Feasts, End of Year Feasts and if visitors are at the school. She figures that her 4th year will now be exceptionally boring since she will be forced back to the Slytherin table but in the meantime Hope happily sat with Susan and Hannah on the Hufflepuff table.

Just to make sure she wasn't going to get them in trouble, Hope showed them the paragraph in the school rule book so if Snape decided to be difficult her friends would be able to dispute Snape's ignorance to one of the school rules.

Professor Sprout saw the first year Slytherin at her table and was going to send her back but Hope showed her the rule in the book. The Professor smiled at the girl, asking her not to make any trouble and left for the staff table, informing the rest of the Professors about the rule and not to bother the girl.

Babbling grinned openly at the first-year student and if she was still a student here she would have rolled on the ground laughing her ass off at Snape's pissed off expression.

The classes were simple for Hope, but she enjoyed staying busy with the homework that was given to her. She still sat on her own during all of her classes except for Herbology, Astronomy and Flying classes.

Hope was able to hang out with her two friends from Hufflepuff, Susan and Hannah in all three of these classes. Hope was surprised when a few Ravenclaws, Su, Lisa, Padma and Terry Boot joined the trio during their joint classes.

Harry tried to join her in some of the classes but was pulled back to Ron frequently with the red headed boy glaring at her. Hermione was suspicious of her because every Slytherin she's come into contact with so far has bullied and made fun of her.

A couple of Gryffindors, Neville and Pravati, sometimes joined the group. Completing the circle of a member of each house all being in the one group which had them laughing much to the Slytherins disgust.

In Charms, they are still doing the lumos and nox charms, trying to learn their magic but Hope's known what her magic feels like since she was a toddler. Transfiguration was mostly note taking currently, then trying to perform the matchstick to a needle spell.

Hope started using the actual spell in class but she didn't focus on the end result of the matchstick becoming a needle, thus it didn't. DADA was interesting but annoying due to the fake stuttering.

Potions was near unbearable but she still used the instructions on the board along with the additional information she knew from the Flamel's while also continuously keeping track of the students as she didn't want to be blown up. Hope had vanished a lot of magical ingredients under her breath that the Slytherins were trying to throw or place into the Gryffindors cauldrons.

The Tribrid kept brewing perfect potions but only receiving a Exceeds Expectations from Snape which Hope accepted without complaint as she was partially surprised he gave her a mark that high due to his hatred of her.

However this doesn't mean it doesn't frustrate her. So Hope takes out her frustrations while in wolf form or when she does her morning runs.

'God I hate Potions.' Hope thought bitterly to herself on one of her runs in the morning.

Once she finishes her run she pauses as she murmurs aloud. "Actually scratch that. I hate Snape and I hate the way he teaches. Learning Potions off Nic and Nelle was fun."

Hope figured out how to learn in History of Magic by casting wandless silencing spell around her desk once the class nodded off to sleep. Except for Daphne, Su and Tracey, on the on-off occasion as Daphne still has to kick her friend under the table to keep her awake, this caused Hope to let out a quiet snort of laughter under her breath.

Hope cast another wandless and silent spell to hide her Emrys Family book from anyone being able to read it. She studied Magical History books from her own Family library while the ghost droned on and on about the Goblin Wars.

The Headmaster did eventually get in contact with the Goblins after a couple of weeks about bringing down the wards in the Slytherin common room. Gringotts sent out a Goblin representative named Sharptooth with the apprentice of Bill Weasley a couple of days later.

Dumbledore had pulled Bill aside and told him to take the ward down at any costs, before they rejoined the Goblin at the doorway.

The entire Slytherin House was watching intently as Sharptooth performed a series of diagnostic tests over the stone snake as well the Wardstone hidden within its mouth.

The Goblin looked at the stone guardian in reverence, then in disgust figuring out why such countermeasures were taken by the protector. "I can't do anything to take down these wards as they were put in place by a Protector chosen by Salazar Slytherin himself."

This information threw the entire Slytherin House into utter silence but the Goblin continued in a displeased snarl. "Besides why would we take down the wards that protect the students from harm and rape. It's inhumane and coming from a Goblin, you know that's bad."

Dumbledore tries to argue with the Goblin, while he attempts to motion Bill forward to deal with the ward as he distracts the Goblin. Bill insteads frowns and chooses to scan the Wardstone wishing to see if the Goblin was being truthful.

Once the eldest Weasley realised his Master was right. Bill did nothing, his inner judgement and humanity won out as he chose to stand back against the stone wall. Waiting for Dumbledore to stop arguing with the Goblin, when Dumbledore noticed Bill's reluctance to remove the ward, the Headmaster stopped arguing with Sharptooth who was glaring distastefully at the old wizard.

Snape had asked the Goblin representative if they could learn the identity of this so-called Protector. The Slytherins sneered in agreement while some stayed quiet, silent spectators watching and learning. Hope could tell that there would be hell to pay for whoever did this to their House as some of the Slytherins glared at Hope, believing she did this.

Sharptooth growled, mentioning this isn't the normal way of conducting business, however Dumbledore had told the Goblin that they will pay 100,000 galleons to get an identity. The Goblin sneered at the old man but went over to the Wardstone again and cast a Goblin-based spell to sense the family magic of who was the last to update the Wardstone.

The Goblin's eyes went wide as he started laughing, glancing discreetly at Lady Emrys who was in the crowd with a small smirk on her face. The sound of the Goblin's laughter was grating on the Slytherins' nerves, but they stayed silent, surprising Hope.

Snape was annoyed at the Goblins' incompetence and demanded the name of the Protector as is his right as the Head of Slytherin House.

Sharptooth stopped laughing suddenly and glared at the bat-like man before stating with an evil grin. "The Protector of the Slytherin House is the Lady of the Legendary House of Emrys."

Everyone who heard this information just froze completely in fear at the implication of a member of a Legendary Political House being the Slytherin Protector.

"So good luck in trying to get her to reverse this. She's possibly the most powerful witch in our time. Possibly the most magically gifted throughout all of history actually if I think about it. Then to add insult to injury, Lady Emrys is from the most influential family that is now active on the Wizengamot so I doubt you'll be able to pay her off." Sharptooth regarded the Slytherins with a malicious grin as he saw some of the students gulp in fear.

Dumbledore stuttered in confusion and some fear. "Why? Why would she do this?"

The Goblin glared at the elderly man with a snarl. "I'd imagine that Lady Emrys learned of the transgressions of this house and took the necessary steps to stop them from happening again. Slytherin is very lucky to have such a compassionate Protector looking out for them."

Sharptooth packed up his items with a wide grin on his face before turning back to the Hogwarts students, Professor and Headmaster to decline providing any services from the Goblin Nation to remove the Wardstone or wards. "Since these protections were created by Slytherin's Protector. Thus making this a Hogwarts matter, not something for the Goblin Nation to interfere in as it would be a terrible way for my Nation to introduce themselves to a Legendary House member. If you wish to remove these wards then you will need to speak to Lady Emrys."

Sharptooth walked off, shouting over his shoulder with a cackling laughter. "It was a pleasure doing business with you."

The Potion's Professor was irritable all week once he learned about Slytherin's Protector being Lady Emrys as was the entire Slytherin House, but no one in the green and silver blamed Hope for being the Protector. Hope wondered why no one suspected her for a while until she made the assumption that Hogwarts and specifically the Slytherin House was oblivious to their negligence and perceived notions that Muggleborns are unable to be a member of the Wizengamot.

The Headmaster had apparently sent out letters requesting to speak with Lady Emrys. Hope was worried that when the magical community decided to get in contact with her about forming alliances with her and her house, that she would be bombarded by mail. So Hope had requested with the Goblins before school to have any letters for Lady Emrys to be sent to the Flamel Cottage so they wouldn't show up wherever she was and blow her cover.

Hope asked if Myrddin could bring these letters to her after he sensed the mail for magic or bobby-traps as she didn't want to risk one of the letters hurting the Flamel's. The Phoenix agreed grudgingly but asked for an additional Fire Seed as compensation.

Hope read over the Emrys mail every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Hope almost started ignoring the mail as each letter had manipulation charms on them and it was annoying the hell out of her. She thanked her family for teaching her how to write properly and neatly so her handwriting actually looked like it was written by an adult instead of a child.

Hope diligently replied to all the letters sent to her but with the families that tried to hex her, like the Malfoy's, Crabb's, Goyle's, Parkinson's and a majority of the other Dark Families, she simply wrote back.

'Dear …

If you wish for more correspondences from me then you will cease any forms of hexing, manipulation charms, potions or passive aggressive writing. Otherwise this will be the last response from me you will ever receive as I don't have the time for your petty little games.

Regards, Lady Emrys.'

Hope did receive some reasonable letters from the Greengrass', Bones', Longbottom's, Tonks' and some other families from the Neutral Faction to which she replied amicably back to them.

Her letters with the Headmaster pissed her off as he was demanding that she remove the wards for the Greater Good and offering his support in the Wizengamot as long as she changes her allegiance to the Light.

Hope growled as her eyes flashed golden, her Wolf was beyond angry at the Headmaster's craftly written letter, demanding on behalf of the safety of the students and backing up his claims with detailed descriptions of the ward while in effect, trying to make her out to be the bad guy. Hope paced in her room for a while before she quickly transformed into her wolf so she could pace and growl angrily, snarling to herself as the snow coloured wolf imagined ways to kill Dumbledore to release the stress.

After about 10 minutes Hope shifted back into her human form once all her murderous thoughts found a release and had a shower. Hope found a couple of errors when she placed her runes on the Wardstone.

For instance Hope found out she could process her murderous thoughts while in wolf form and not be targeted by the wards. Hope imagined that the wizards who were able to take animal shape like Professor McGonnagall wouldn't be affected by the ward either. Another problem was spells during class.

Hope also realised during classes such as Charms and DADA, that the Slytherin students were casting harmful spells at one another for class. This confused the Tribrid for a moment wondering why, until she recalled her wards activate under ill-intent which is hard for students to do while under the scrutinous gaze of the teachers.

When she got out of the shower she stared at her reflection in the bathroom for a moment before angling her body slightly to show her right shoulder and her Cresent Wolf birthmark. Hope sighed in remembrance as memories of her mum flashed through her mind. Hope's fingers trailed over her birthmark and smiled lightly before heading back into her room to get dressed.

Hope wrote back to the Headmaster saying that she would never take down the wards around Slytherin house as when she became the Protector, she learned of the barbaric transgressions happening within the house.

Hope asked the old man rhetorically. 'What part of the Greater Good requires children to be raped?' Hope also asked not to treat her like an idiot because she knows how to sense magic. Hope informed the Headmaster what wards and etchings were engraved onto the Wardstone, some of which were done by him and the Slytherin Head of House.

Practically informing Dumbledore that he wasn't protecting the Slytherin students, in fact he encouraged the heinous acts by etching in wards that had the student under a silencing ward so the students were unable to speak of anything that happened in the common room making it easier for bullying and rape to occur as none of the kids were able to call out for help.

Lady Emrys also informed the Headmaster that she was quite happy in the Neutral Faction and had no intentions of switching sides. As she had already started making connections within the Neutral Party before she started school.

After 'fire messaging' Dumbledore's letter to the Headmaster's office, Hope read a letter she received from the Flamel's informing Hope that they trusted her and trusted her judgement on the Ancient Runes Professor. However they were curious to know if the Runes Professor was mentioned in the movies or books about 'Harry Potter'.

When Hope replied to the Flamel's later that day, she mentioned that Professor Babbling wasn't mentioned as a Death Eater, dead or a part of Dumbledore's army. In fact the Tribrid wasn't even certain if the Runes Professor was in the Battle of Hogwarts, just like Daphne who is only mentioned maybe once or twice in passing.

Hope sent the letter off to the Flamel's saying that she would test the teacher before bringing her into any of her future plans, as she needs to know if she can trust the young woman.

At the end of the school week after dinner, Hope went to the Ancient Runes room on the 4th floor. Hope located the room over the first weekend here after scoping out the castle as she was hoping to locate all her classes without a prefect guiding her.

The Tribrid found the Ancient Runes classroom by accident as her wolf picked up a familiar scent and followed the smell of roses, musk sticks and blood to a room on the 4th floor. Hope discreetly followed her nose and saw the raven haired Electives Professor, who was kind enough to offer Hope somewhere to go to avoid her housemates.

Hope knocked on the door.

"Coming." The American Professor called out as footsteps approached the door.

When the young woman opened the door, she had to look down to see the student that knocked on her door.

"Hope?" She asked in surprise.

"Hello Professor. You mentioned I should pop in one day after dinner time." Hope mentioned with a smile and a wave.

"Here I am. Could I come in? Or would you prefer we have our conversation out in the open?" Hope cheekily added with a half smile.

The Professor scoffed in amusement and moved to the side, opening the door further to let the little girl into the room. "Come on in, Hope. And please call me Bathsheda in private."

Hope walked into the room and arched an eyebrow.

"How about Sheda?" Hope asks with a grin before continuing with a smirk.

"Bathsheda's a mouthful." The time-traveller complained.

The woman shut the door with an eye roll. "Whatever. Just remember only in private though."

Hope just smirked and saluted at the older woman. "Sure thing, Sheda."

The young woman made the pair some coffee and Hope couldn't help mention. "Thank God, someone who likes coffee in Britain. How I miss you. Thank you for this." Hope cradled the cup of coffee to her chest.

Bathsheda laughed joyfully. "You're welcome. I also miss drinking coffee all the time. Everyone here drinks tea, don't get me wrong, I like tea but I love coffee. Must be an American thing."

Hope scanned the notes on the desk and smirked. "You know that those three runes could be joined together as a multi-rune if you stack them in the correct order."

Bathsheda's eyes widened and looked at the runes on her desk scanning over them frantically as she tried to find the solution the other girl found.

Hope's laugh brought the Professor's gaze back to Hope.

"You know I thought that," Hope pointed at the runes, "This was a test. But you look completely surprised."

The Professor looked stupefied for a moment before speaking, "It wasn't a test, but it certainly says something about your intelligence. How do you even know what these runes mean?"

"They are Viking Runes. I'm fairly competent with these types of runes." Hope smirked knowingly in thinly veiled humour before moving back to the runes and hovering over them so Babbling could follow her movements.

"If you put the Protection rune on the bottom of the cluster, then the Air rune to a ninety degree angle, so the edge of these two lines on the Air rune are in contact with the corner of the base of the Protection rune. Place the Fire rune on top after rotating the cluster one-hundred and eighty degrees, so the tip of the fire symbol is touching the corner I had mentioned previously. Congratulations, you've created a Fire Protection runestone." Hope explained as she pointed at each of the runes as she was talking about them.

Bathsheda blinked owlishly before grabbing her etching gear and a quill to copy Hope's instructions to the letter on a piece of parchment first. After running the scenario through her head, the Runes Professor confirmed that the order of etching the young girl mentioned should work and won't set off any explosions.

Sheda chose to replicate what Hope suggested as the Professor's been working on this rune cluster for the past three months.

Once the Ancient Runes Professor finished etching she powered up the rune and felt it starting to work as her magic entered the rune. To test if the rune was working she placed her hand over the stove that boiled the water for their coffee earlier.

Babbling didn't feel anything while hovering her hand above the stove, the teacher sucked in an anxious breath as she lowered a finger onto the hotplate and still she didn't feel any pain. Sheda lifted her hand up off the stove and looked at her hand in apprehension.

There were no burns or blisters on her hand. The Professor laughed in disbelief and looked at the auburn haired kid, who was smirking at her.

The Professor sat back down and studied the Slytherin first-year. She wanted to accuse the kid of not applying herself properly. Because anyone who could make a rune-cluster like the Fire Protection stone, generally would have had to complete their Mastery in Ancient Runes.

Instead of doing this she noted that during the last staff meeting the Professors went through all of the first years to see how they were trailing. Sheda knew that Hope was at the top of her classes, except Potions apparently and wondered if the young girl had a reason for not testing ahead.

"You know, if you wanted to. You could test ahead and skip years since you are so academically advanced." The young woman mentioned almost quietly.

"I'm exactly where I want to be, Sheda." Hope replied instantly, "I'm not jumping ahead."

Bathsheda sighed but relented to the 1st year's wishes as it was Hope's choice. "Very well. But if you ever want to test ahead, come speak to me or even Professor Flitwick."

Hope raised an eyebrow hearing Flitwick's name but chose to ignore this for now and to keep a close eye on the small Professor from now on. "Noted. Thank you, Professor."

Hope decided to change the subject back to the Runes Professor. "Just wondering but back in the Slytherin common room I heard a bit of an accent. Irish, maybe. So I'm curious to know where you grew up? Because you sound mostly American."

The Professor and the 1st year Slytherin student had many chats over the next month, The Professor even started asking about how life was in Slytherin with the wards protecting the school.

Hope mentioned it was fine but she was still ignored by all Slytherin's but it didn't bother her due to the friends she's made in the other 3 houses and with the wards in place no one has been able to harm her. Although Hope did mention offhandedly that there were still Slytherin students who tried to test the wards but ended up in the Infirmary each time.

Hope also gossiped with the other woman as the universal-traveller had noticed some of the older students looked like they were scared for life. Hope had a glint of satisfaction in her eyes when she mentioned this to the Professor to see what the Professor's reaction would be.

Bathsheda narrowed her eyes at the cunning Slytherin girl and asked. "Do you know what happened to those students?"

"I'm not completely sure. But seeing what happened with the wards for the ill intent, I imagine pain and a lot of it." Hope answered stoically as she doesn't know what the secondary ward does yet, she hasn't bothered to find out.

The Professor brought her hands up to her face and rubbed circles on her temples before giving the girl a knowing look, aware that Hope knows more than she is letting on. Hope, however, just sits on the chair opposite the Professor, imitating her best impersonation of Daphne's Ice Queen persona, to which the entire school has dubbed Daphne much to Hope's displeasure.

Sheda bit her bottom lip and the young Professor kept eye contact with the 1st year as she reached forward to grab a piece of paper and quill. She scribbled down a note and turned it around to Hope.

You know what's happening with the Slytherin Wardstone.

Hope read the note and nodded slightly before reaching forward for the quill in the Professor's hand, which the Rune's Professor handed over. Hope leaned down and wrote a response to Sheda's query.

We can't speak about this here. You should know better than me that the school has ears everywhere. If you want to learn more, meet me over the Christmas Break and depending on how much I trust you by that time, will be how much I will share with you.

Hope saw Sheda's inner turmoil deciding what to do as Hope knew this would change the Professor's life completely if she said yes.

After about 3 minutes of silence Sheda picked up the quill from the desk and answered Hope.

I have a property in Donegal, Ireland near the Bonny Glen Woods. Can you meet me at 9pm on the south side of the Bonnyglen Lough on the 28th of December?

Hope smirked and mouthed the word sure before speaking, "Very intriguing indeed. Perhaps it would be interesting to discuss this more. But I don't wish to annoy my Head of House anymore than I apparently already have."

"That's fair. However I would still like you to come around and help out with these Runes problems, if you are still interested?" Sheda offered the other girl.

"Of course. This is fun! I'm still slightly annoyed that I can't actually help you draw the runes though." Hope mentioned.

"Unfortunately I probably should get going. I've heard Hallowe'en is celebrated here… Why is that?" Hope asked in curiosity.

Babbling was slightly thrown by Hope's question and she moved some of her raven locks behind her ear and sighed sadly. "You won't like it. It's celebrated as the day Vol--... screw it, It's celebrated as the day Voldemort died."

Hope grinned internally as Sheda managed to say Voldemort's name without stuttering in fear, but as she stood from the chair she wondered why Sheda would say she would hate this.

Then Hope's eyes narrowed dangerously as she realised what this meant. "Does Harry know that the Magical World celebrates the day his parents were murdered?"

Bathsheda dropped her head into her hands in guilt. "I highly doubt it. Considering you've told me he doesn't seem to know anything about the Magical Community. I'm sorry for not realising this earlier."

When Hope looked at the young Professor, she lost some of her anger as she noticed the woman was remorseful in her words. Hope moved to comfort the raven haired woman and the Tribrid placed what she hoped was a reassuring hand on the young woman's shoulder.

Hope and Sheda both sucked in a large gasp of air at the contact. Sheda's jade coloured eyes changed to black and two fangs grew down past her upper lip, lightly piercing her bottom lip. Whereas Hope's eyes took on a blood red shade and veins protruded out from under her eyes.

Hope was able to get control of her Vampiric side faster than Sheda and casted 'silencio' under her breath without even drawing her wand.

Hope held the young Professor's face gently. "You need to breathe Sheda. Breathe."

Bathsheda looked at the auburn haired 1st year student in confusion. "What are you?" The Professor muttered in superspeed.

"It's complicated. But in layman terms I'm a Tribrid. I'll explain over Christmas what that means. It's not safe here." Hope replied just as quickly.

"But right now you need to control yourself before Dumbledore gets down here." The Tribrid mentioned with a stern look as she could literally hear his quick but light-footed steps making his way to the 4th floor.

Sheda looks deathly afraid as she can hear footsteps rapidly approaching. "I can't. This wasn't supposed to happen." Sheda begins to hyperventilate.

"Shit! Calm down! I'll talk you through it." Hope said as she moved closer to the woman.

"Mutare seu rosto." She casts a powerful glamour spell on Bathsheda hiding her Vampiric side from the Hogwarts Wards.

"I've hidden your Vampiric side from the castle's wards but the wards would have still been set off. So you need to hide your Vampiric side like, right now! Copy me and just breathe." Hope ordered the other woman.

Obsidian eyes locked onto Hope's sea-blue eyes which turned blood red as blood-like veins came out from the corner of her eyes. Hope controlled the veins which Bathsheda instinctively knows is a Vampiric trait, even if she's never seen this happen with a Vampire before.

"You're a Vampire?" Sheda asks in a very short breath as she hasn't been able to get enough oxygen back into her lungs yet.

"Part Vampire." Hope answered as she was starting to really worry about Sheda not being able to breath and worried about Dumbledore busting down the door soon.

"Just like you, I imagine." Hope finished with a knowing smirk.

This comment shocks Bathsheda causing her to hold her breath in fear.

Sheda's arm shot out to grab Hope but Hope was faster and caught Sheda's hand. "Look Sheda. This is a long story which I'll now most likely have to tell you but we have to do this later at Christmas. Okay? Dumbledore is only a corridor away. If you have a silencing rune, channel some magic through it and cancel it straight away. I had cast a silencing spell earlier so the Hogwarts Wards or magical eavesdropping spells couldn't eavesdrop on us."

Bathsheda sighed in acceptance at the fast explanation from the other Part Vampire and decided she would wait until after Christmas for answers.

Hope casted a 'finite' non-verbally and Sheda moved quickly to her rune stash grabbing the runestone and activating it for a second, then cancelling it immediately.

The door burst open only moments after Sheda had used the rune, there were splitters of wood flying through the air behind the two women. They both jumped slightly due to the loud explosion of the door and turned to face the Headmaster.

Dumbledore came strolling in casually like he didn't just destroy the door.

"Bathsheda, my dear. By any chance are there any Dark Creatures in this room? The Hogwarts Wards informed me of a disturbance in this room." The elderly Headmaster asked as his eyes scanned over the room cautiously.

Babbling replied with a mask of indifference which would make the Greengrass' proud. "No. I haven't seen anything."

The Headmaster studied her and Hope bumped into the Professor clumsily and apologised. "Sorry Professor." Drawing the Runes Professor's eyes to Hope instead of Dumbledore.

"I'll just take my leave and head to the Slytherin common room. It's almost curfew." She walked past the Headmaster.

"Good night, Headmaster."

Dumbledore's eyes followed the Muggleborn witch out the door as he tried to do a passive 'Legilimens' as the 1st year passed him. But the girl never looked up, keeping her eyes downcast to the ground as Hope didn't want the Headmaster to try and enter her mind again and collapse. He'd probably find some way to blame her for him illegally using Legilimency on her to get Hope expelled or something.

"Good night, child." The Headmaster replied softly.

As Hope turned around the corner she cast a quick telepathy spell to connect her mind to the Part Vampire's mind.

'Stay calm, Sheda. And don't look Dumbledore or Snape in the eyes as it helps them to perform a silent and passive 'legilimens'. So be careful.' Hope communicated telepathically with the Part Vampire Professor as she explained why she bumped into her as she left the classroom.

Hope could feel the response from Sheda who was internally pissed about the new information but grateful to Hope for the heads-up.

Once she closed the door to her dorm room Hope had a quick shower, then sat cross-legged on her bed after hopping into pyjamas. The Tribrid cast a spell that would help open her mind as she needed to speak to the other parts of her mind. Considering her Vampiric side has just activated further due to the contact with another Vampire in this universe which could make life difficult if her Wolf and Vampire decide to fight for dominance in her mind.

Once she entered her mindscape she found herself in her home in New Orleans. Instead of going to locate her Vampire and Werewolf sides, Hope was going to wait in the building's open foyer for both sides to make an appearance.

The white-grey wolf made an appearance first with her glowing amber eyes and a small growl. Hope took in her wolf form as a spectator and realised that she was in fact a very gorgeous wolf. The Wolf huffed in amusement as she shifted into her human form but retained her golden eyes to leave distinguishing features between the two Hope's.

Her Vampire made her grand entrance by jumping down from the roof landing in a crouch equidistant from the other two versions of Hope but when she raised to a standing position her eyes were blood red. Showing off her defining Vampiric feature.

"Show off." The Wolf muttered and the Vampire grinned smugly.

Hope rolled her sea-blue eyes at the pair in slight annoyance.

"Don't start. If one of us starts trading insults or acting smugly, we'll be here all damn night and I need sleep. So how does this work guys? We all just fight for dominance and hope for the best?" Hope snarkily asks the other two versions of herself.

The golden-eyed girl rolled her eyes and sighed but answered first. "Since you and I have come to an agreement. I'll stick by our agreement and you can make one with her."

The Wolf Girl motioned to her Vampiric Doppelganger. "We have already had a chat about my soul mate."

The red-eyed girl continued the Wolf's thought process while dropping her fangs down below her upper lip.

"Our soulmate. The Wolf may have found Daphne first but she is ours. All of ours." Vampire Hope said with a mischievous grin while Wolf Hope growled at the possessive tone the Vampire used when discussing their Mate.

"Besides, I will admit that, if more Vampiric qualities turn up. Daphne may be the only person that would be safe from my… Well, our bloodlust." The Vampire admitted casually.

The Wolf and Hope grunted but nodded their agreement at the truth of that statement and the glow of golden eyes drew Hope's attention back to the Wolf.

"If you are worried about being with Daphne in public, don't worry about it." The golden eyed girl remarked with the Vampire bobbing her head in agreement.

For the second time in almost an hour Hope's blue eyes widened in confusion and wondered how her Wolf and Vampiric side knew something she didn't. Hope must have dismissed it as something she thought was irrelevant at the time when reading one of the books about Wizarding Politics.

Hope groaned slightly as she rolled her eyes at her other two sides. "Easy for you two to say. You don't have to be the one to tell Daphne that we are bonded to her via my Werewolf and Vampire side imprinting on her!"

Both Creatures shrugged at the Witch before the Wolf spoke again with a dismissive tone.

"You're right. But our Daphne is open minded, we can sense that. Daphne loves you even if she can't admit it yet. All three of us feel it. But since she doesn't know about your Legendary status she isn't aware she even has the option to be with us. However you should tell her before she hits 13. That's when Betrothal Contracts can be drawn up between two Political Houses." The Wolf growls out with so much anger in her last sentence.

The Vampire looks at the Wolf with sadness in her eyes. "Yes. You will need to tell her before she is 13 and also tell her father since he is the Head of the Greengrass House so he can never place Daphne into a Betrothal Contract. Thankfully, he won't be able to place Daphne into a Betrothal Contract if Daphne admits she is bonded to us via a Magical Vow or we receive a kiss from Daphne freely given. No prompting or manipulation and she must love us when she kisses us."

Hope nodded slowly as she was able to finally discuss her soulmate problems with someone who was just as dedicated as she was. "Okay…So with the Vow, Daphne would have to know I am a Tribrid before her 13th birthday."

The two Doppelgangers nodded at her.

"Which means I'd have to tell her about her being the Mate to my wolf." Hope thought aloud.

Both of Hope's additional sides nodded once again in agreement.

"Do I need to tell her about my Legendary House status?" Hope asks in curiosity, wondering what her two other sides had to say.

The Witch received two instant replies from both sides "Yeah." "Probably."

Hope laughed slightly as she was about to leave her mindscape. "You know I expected there to be more fighting between the two of you in my mind."

The She-Wolf rolled her amber eyes before shifting into a wolf and running out of the foyer, while the Vampire smirked like her father. "That's because we may be three different species but we are all one person. This wasn't forced onto us. We were born a Tribrid. So if we hated what we were, then there would be a war going on in here. But even when I first emerged after Malivore, we didn't try to suppress our Vampiric side. We embraced it. Just like the Witch and just like the Wolf."

"Why the hell would I fight against a part of me when I could just let it in and become stronger so I can protect the ones I love. That's stupid." Hope remarks with a frown on her face.

The Vampire laughed. "So true. Yet some people do exactly that. Why I do not know. The idiots."

Hope smirked at the red-eyed copy of herself. "I know. I'll start doing this mind excursion as a weekly thing. I think it will help ground me more to understand all three sides of me, so I can utilise my strengths better."

"Sounds good. See you soon, Hope." The Vampire replied as she blurred off.

Hope's eyes opened suddenly with a golden glow outlined with red veins coursing through her eyes. As she blinked, Hope's eyes turned back to their natural sea colour.

"Well that was an experience." She murmured as she tucked herself into bed and fell asleep dreaming of her Mate.