chapter 37

Professor Babbling had eventually kicked Hope and Daphne out of the room once Freya had mentioned she wished to speak to the young woman for a while before dinner commenced. Hope tried to talk her way into staying but after her aunt told the girls that they wouldn't need to hear this part as the older witch was just wishing to request if she could use this classroom as somewhere to study.

Sheda agreed so long as Freya wouldn't mind helping out on occasion with some of her classes and some of her private studies, like how Hope helps her a couple of times over the week which the viking witch had no issues with. In fact, Freya even suggested that the part-Vampire could drink her blood from a cup instead of Daphne's while she is here.

The two girls made their way silently to the Great Hall before splitting up, once Daphne came up beside Tracey and stepped over the bench so she could sit at the table and converse with her friends.

Hope walked down to the far end of the table and sat down next to Fleur who was waiting for her. "'Ello 'Ope." The French girl spoke before her eyes widened at the heavily accented words.

Hope gave a small chuff of laughter. "For the love of God don't apologise for that. I'm sorry for giving the impression that you had to speak perfect English around me. You don't. I just didn't want you to get teased by the school."

"Oh." Fleur blinked as she finally understood what Hope was trying to protect her from. "So you don't mind if my words are influenced by my accent?"

"Not really. Sometimes the words can be a little harder to understand. But since I speak French from my time in New Orleans, I can make the extrapolation to what you are trying to say and put two and two together." Hope answered with a shrug.

"Also I should warn you. There will be a very special guest here at the school for the remainder of the year… Oh and tell your father that someone from House Emrys will meet up with him soon." Hope informed the other girl in a quiet whisper in French.

Fleur looked over to the Slytherin girl with a shocked look on her face as the food appeared on the table and Hope piled her plate with meats and vegetables. However there was a chorus of laughter as Luna looked like she was absolutely drenched in some form of liquid.

Once one person noticed the 3rd year Ravenclaw, then the next person knew until it spread throughout the Great Hall causing practically everyone to laugh.

Hope narrowed her eyes at the display before looking up to the faculty table. Flitwick and Babbling shared a worried glance as they were aware that Heir Emrys was to make her appearance later.

The former Duelling Champion pulled out his wand and cast "Scourgify." To clean up the mess made from the trio of 4th and 5th year Ravenclaw girls.

"Misses Brocklehurst, Edgecombe and Turpin. Enough is enough. Leave Miss Lovegood alone!" The smallest Professor announced with such disdain and exasperation in his voice causing most of the other faculty members to look over to him in surprise.

"Filius? What is the meaning of this?" Dumbledore asked with a hint of worry in his voice, "It's only some harmless pranking."

Flitwick turned to Dumbledore and was about to explode in his face until the three aforementioned Ravenclaw students reapplied their charms to Luna, making the student body laugh again while Luna pouted at the table, tears forming in her eyes. Flitwick let out a full-bodied sigh.

A clear snap of fingers was heard and the spells placed on Luna disappeared, drying the girl instantly and the pale blonde Ravenclaw sucked in a deep breath at the feel of the powerful magic cast on her, before turning slowly to face the entrance to the Great Hall.

An intimidating looking figure was standing with her right hand in the air, silver rings glistening in the candlelight, while the other was holding a waist high staff by the top of the jewel covered wood and she was staring directly at Luna with kind eyes.

The moment was gone as the Ravenclaw's shouted out, "What's your problem?" In a sassy tone.

The dark blonde haired woman turned to face the Ravenclaw girls and glared at them. A flash of fire appeared above the unknown woman and the black Phoenix belonging to Lady Emrys flapped his wings a couple of times before slowly descending onto the woman's shoulder.

The Phoenix pressed his head against the woman's cheek before pulling back to glare at the three girls along with Freya.

"I know, Myrddin. I know." The woman spoke, a determined and dedicated voice echoed in the quiet hall, thanks to Myrddin's arrival.

As the powerful woman made her way through the middle of the aisles between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor taking notice of specific students as the fiery bird poked his head at some of them while thrilling quietly to the woman.

"Excuse me. But I'm quite uncertain of who you are and what you are doing here?" Dumbledore asked while clearing his throat to draw the woman's attention up to himself.

The woman lifted her head up and locked eyes with the Headmaster, offering him the opportunity to use Legilimency on her. Daring him to illegally enter her mind. Which the elderly wizard attempted to do but failed as he groaned in pain and the woman smirked at him.

The woman clicked her tongue in disappointment. "I expected better from the Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump."

Albus Dumbledore just groaned as he tried to lift his head again to meet the unknown woman's jade coloured eyes but was unable to do so. Snape stood up abruptly, knocking over cups and cutlery around. "I don't know who you are. But you are not welcome here! So leave!"

Hope watched the entire scene unfold as a grin appeared in the corner of her mouth which Fleur noticed and gulped loudly, attracting the Tribrid's gaze who smiled at the Veela, holding a finger against her lips before turning back around.

The woman with white-gold hair slumped her shoulders over her head as she murmured under her breath. "Oh fuck."

Freya turned her head to face the Potions Master. "Hmm. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you Professor Snape. But I have just as much reason to be here as you do."

The woman shifted herself to face the crowd and projected her voice to her audience. "The reason I am here is because my Head of House has grown increasingly frustrated with the blatant disregard of school rules listed in the Hogwarts Charter. Specifically bullying. She tried to rectify this by altering the Slytherin Wardstone, then introducing our Phoenix, Myrddin. But obviously these methods are not working. So she sent me. Her Heir."

Four out of the five tables flinched violently at the introduction the woman gave before the Purebloods looked down to the woman's right hand and blanched as they saw the Heir Emrys ring.

"For those of you who don't understand what this means. I am here to uphold the rules of the school on behalf of the Slytherin Protector, Lady Emrys." A numerous number of students folded in on themselves at the overwhelming magic they could feel radiating off the woman standing at the front of the stage. "My name is Freya."

Dumbledore managed to stand to his full height and walked quickly around the faculty table to speak to Freya in a hushed whisper. But Freya just glared at the old man as the crowd started to murmur to their closest friend in quiet tones.

"Listen to me. There is no need to do this young one." Dumbledore pleads.

"You can't control me, Dumbledore. I'm only here on Lady Emrys' request. To enforce the rules that you fail to uphold. Now, Silencio." Freya told him with an unimpressed frown on her face as she tapped the staff lightly against the ground once, to cast her silencing spell and melding the Headmaster's lips together.

Dumbledore's eyes widened in shock as his hands shot up to his mouth and he began to grunt mumbled words as he reached into his robe to pull out his wand, attempting to reverse the spell. But not even the Elder Wand could break Heir Emrys' spell. The student gaped up at the stage as they saw Dumbledore couldn't remove the charm.

"Now, I want no interruptions while I explain the rules to you." Freya began but Snape stood up and fired a spell at her back.

Freya tilted her head to the side as she felt the spell being cast from behind her and the spell suddenly froze in position, nearly a metre away from Freya's head before she turned to face the stunned Professor.

"You have no authority here. You can not suspend students, give detentions, or lay a hand on them. So how do you plan to 'enforce' the rules?" Snape drawled out with a sneer as he regained his bearings.

The other Professors looked shocked at the performance of such powerful wandless and silent magic that some of them didn't even hear Snape's query. Flitwick, Babbling and 'Moody', surprisingly, all glared at the Potions Master.

Freya walked over to the spell still frozen and brought her hand up to the red coloured spell before regarding it at different angles before smirking and flicking the spell so it flung back to the caster with incredible speed and Snape only barely managed to duck underneath it in a flurry of movements.

Heir Emrys turned back around and saw dumbfounded eyes staring back at her, she gave a pleased smile, knowing that the students were both beginning to fear or respect the ease of how she controls the magic around her.

"Professor Snape does bring up a fair point. How can I enforce the rules if I'm not allowed to give out any punishments?" Freya regarded her audience with an over exaggerated face of consideration.

Somehow, Hope's not sure how, but a majority of the Slytherin students gave a wide grin, knowing that Heir Emrys couldn't do anything to them but when they looked up towards their Head of House. Snape actually looked terrified and the Slytherin students' faces became disheartened and gloomy.

Freya chuckled darkly. "There's a simple answer really."

All eyes, from teachers, to students, to foreigners, all looked up to the powerful woman on stage. "There is such a thing as Wizarding Duels."

The Purebloods all gasped in shock, while some of them stared blankly ahead of them in fear, others banged their heads on the wooden table in front of them realising that this woman knew the laws of the Wizarding World. Freya smirked as the remaining Muggleborn and Half Bloods looked around in confusion. Freya noticed the dubious looks from the crowd and sighed quietly.

Freya shook her head in resentment as she started an explanation. "Since for some unknown reason, this school doesn't teach Wizarding Politics I will inform you why the Pureblood students look like they either sucked on a lemon or decided to bang their heads on the table."

"For starters, in each moderately populated country, there will be a Wizarding government. In England, we have one of the largest communities and ours is known as the Ministry of Magic. At the Ministry, you have the Minister, who is basically your spokesperson. He can be overruled by the Political Houses, from lowest ranking House, which all Muggleborn students would all automatically become a Minor House on our introduction to the Wizarding World, just so you know for future reference. To the highest, which are the families that have been around for hundreds or possibly thousands of years, there are: Minor, Noble, Ancient, Noble and Ancient, Most Ancient and Noble and then Legendary Houses. Which up until recently was dormant."

Freya took a breath as she looked around noticing some thoughtful looks coming over the Muggleborn students before continuing, "The reason I brought up the Political Houses is because the higher up you are the more privileges you get." Loud mumbling was heard as Dumbledore tried to speak to interrupt Freya, but she ignored the old man.

"But that's not fair! You're older than us! How are we supposed to win?" One of the girls, Mandy shouted out at Heir Emrys. Some of the students were mumbling their agreement.

Freya sighed in annoyance as she glared at the student interrupting her. "That's the idea. You're not supposed to. So if I challenge you to a Wizard 's Duel you'll either be brought under a stipulation you must follow or lose your magic."

There was a symphony of flinches through the crowd as Freya continued. "However I have also spoken to Professor Flitwick earlier today and he brought up the same question you have, Miss Brocklehurst. That you are children. So in light of this, I will only use up to 4th year spells up to the 4th year students, 5th year spells against 5th years and so on."

"I will also only state this once. If I hear about or see any form of bullying. I will challenge the offender to a Wizard's Duel and you must either accept the Duel within one hour or you will lose your magic if you choose not to accept the Duel or reply within the time limit. As any challenge made by a higher Political House has to be accepted or the ancient magics that existed long before us, will strip the challenger of their magic, as it is seen as an act of cowardice." Freya explained.

Freya smirked before she turned her head so she could glare over her shoulder to Professor Snape. "I should also mention. That I am more than willing to challenge any person at this school to a Wizarding Duel if they are breaking the rules, whether they are students, visitors or even faculty members." Snape's eyes widened in fear at the unconcealed threat.

A murmur of pleased hums went through the Gryffindor table as the prospect of Heir Emrys challenging their Potions Master, whereas the French and Bulgarian students all gulped as they were under the impression that Heir Emrys wouldn't be including them in her speech.

"Now some of you may have considered the fact that I am only one person. How could I possibly enforce these rules?" Freya continued with a rhetorical question, which the entire Great Hall remained eerily quiet. "Hmm… As you all may know now after the events that followed the Quidditch World Cup earlier this year. Lady Emrys also has a Thunderbird familiar, which she has so graciously offered to be one of my spies in the sky. Alexandria?"

A massive crack of thunder echoed in the Hall causing everyone to jump in their seats at the loud noise as a falcon sized bird appeared in a cloud of lightning and flew down to grip at Freya's spare shoulder, letting out a thrill before lowering her wings and scanning her gaze over the students.

"So I will have both Myrddin and Alexandria here to help me find the culprits. And just in case any of you are considering attacking either of Lady Emrys' familiars. Well you'd have both of us to deal with." Freya placed her staff against the ground, using her magic to keep the staff standing upright before she raised her hands up to the bird's height on her shoulders and slowly lowered her hands, encasing both birds with her magic making them invisible.

"However, I'd like to see you try to attack the mystical birds, if you are unable to see them." Freya mentioned as her hair whipped around her head as the invisible birds took off.

Hope could have sworn she heard more than half of the students in the Great Hall murmur some form of explicities and chuckled under her breath as Fleur looked over to the auburn haired girl in shock and whispered to her sole companion. "Sweet God! You two are going to kill us aren't you?"

Hope regarded the Veela with a smile as she replied quietly to the other girl. "Not exactly. But I want this damn school to actually follow the rules. If that involves having my Heir duel some students and teachers. Then so be it. They have been sufficiently warned."

Freya gripped her staff and pulled it from the ground. "Although since I have the feeling some of you make wish to forget this conversation ever happened I have placed a list into all of your common rooms, offices for the teachers and your main meeting area for the visiting students."

Heir Emrys made her way over to the other side of the table to sit next to Professor Sinistra, the Astronomy teacher, summoning a chair for herself before she suddenly stopped and turned back to the crowd.

"If any of you witness a form of bullying or breaking of rules you can come find me and offer to show me your memories of the offense. Once I view the memory from the beginning of the altercation you witnessed, I can use this evidence to offer a Duel to the deviant who broke the school rules. I'm not expecting any of you to actually do this. But the offer is there. Enjoy the rest of your night." Freya tapped her staff on the ground gently and Dumbledore's mouth returned as she sat down, glaring at the Headmaster, who wisely chose to walk back to his seat in silence.

Since dinner had already finished most of the students stood up and practically ran out of the room as if it was on fire. Luna had also stood up, but she made her way to the front of the Hall and walked over to Heir Emrys.

"Thank you, Heir Emrys." The pale girl spoke as she gave a small bow.

Freya rose from her chair and knelt down in front of Luna, cupping her jaw and lifting the Ravenclaw's head up to meet her jade coloured eyes.

"There's no need to thank me. Someone should have done this a long time ago." Freya mentioned lightly before she looked over to Dumbledore, McGonnagall and Snape whispering to each other as she saw Moody disappear in the corner of her eye.

Freya returned her gaze back to the young seer. "Although I will admit, I'm glad to finally put a face to the name. Lady Emrys only has wonderful things to say about you Miss Lovegood."

Luna blushed slightly at the praise from the older woman. "Thank you, Freya. But I could say the same thing about you. Your Head of House certainly captures your beauty in her portraits, however I don't think she was able to portray the power you wield so effortlessly."

"I don't think that is something that is easy to portray in paintings. But she tries." Freya mentioned with a smile. "You do know that Myrddin is still going to be keeping a close watch over you?"

Luna groaned slightly. "I really wish she'd stop focusing on me."

Freya snorted to herself. "Yeah, that's not going to happen anytime soon, little moon."

Freya leaned forward and brought her mouth next to the silver eyed girl's ear as she switched languages to her native Norwegian speech. "Thank you little seer. You helped my niece when you had no reason to."

Luna nodded happily before she skipped towards the exit.

As Dumbledore made his way to Freya she gave Hope a look and flicked her eyes to the large doors. Hope blinked once as she picked up her books and shrunk them so they would fit into her pockets before grabbing Fleur's hand and pulling her out of her seat. Fleur squeaked as Hope dragged her out of the room, encasing the two women in one of her privacy wards as the Tribrid guided them outside.

"So I'm assuming you have some questions?" Hope asked cautiously.

Fleur gave a single chuff of disbelief before composing herself. "Really? Some questions? I have nearly an entire list of questions! She feels like you. Like overly and ridiculously powerful. How? I thought you were the only Emrys?"

"She's my aunt." Fleur gave an incredulous look at Hope who gave a small shrug. "She's my actual aunt. So of course she's going to be just as or more powerful than me."

Fleur frowned at Hope. "What do you mean? More powerful than you?"

Hope met the metallic silver eyes with a tired gaze. "Aunt Freya is an immortal. She's been alive for over 1,000 years."

Fleur stumbled clumsily as she heard Hope's admission and turned to face the coppery auburn haired girl with a completely shell-shocked face. "What?"

Hope grinned in amusement at Fleur's face before she repeated. "My aunt is over 1,000 years old. She was born in 972AD. She's even older than the Flamel's."

Fleur blinked once, then twice before she swayed slightly and Hope quickly moved so she threw one of Fleur's arms over her shoulders. "Don't you dare pass out on me beautiful."

The Veela gripped onto Hope tightly as she regained her balance. "What the actual fuck." Fleur murmured.

"Yeah. I found her earlier today and personally took her to Gringotts to get her Inheritance test done. Ragnok was thrilled that there is another member of the Emrys family since Aunt Freya isn't hiding her identity. She will start speaking to members of the Wizengamot. So that will be something that I don't have to worry about eventually." Hope informed the other woman. "Besides, the main reason she's here is because she didn't want to be separated from me so she needed a legitimate reason to stay at the school. Having Aunt Freya enforce the rules is just a wonderful bonus. One that I can't wait to see in action." Hope mentioned with a giant smile.

Fleur shivers slightly. "But all of us?"

Hope shrugged. "I don't see what the problem is. You follow the rules and there's nothing to worry about. Anyone who decides to disregard the school rules isn't worth my time or effort."

Hope turned to face the practically shining woman as her face took on a more serious appearance. "You wouldn't know this, but before I became the Slytherin Protector, the Wardstone protecting the House had been taken by previous years and corrupted. The previous years had lowered all the defences in the common room and forced all students to act horribly towards the other students or get cursed severely."

Hope took a breath as she shook her head in disgust. "There was also a sort of right of passage for the older years. A majority of the older boys and some of the more power hungry girls go into the girl's rooms, breaking their personal wards on their rooms and raping them."

Fleur looked disheartened at the information Hope was giving her but she almost transformed into her Veela form, feathers slowly forming on her face and arms. "Those vile, insufferable assholes! I should burn them to a crisp and pluck their eyes from their heads!"

Hope gave a tight-lipped smile at Fleur's colourful language. "I know. That's why I'm trying to change things."

Fleur clenched her jaw as she managed to reverse her transformation, some slight pain crossing her face as the feathers were drawn back into her skin. "I didn't realise things were so bad here. But I see why you keep bringing in repercussions for the students that apparently don't understand that you are just trying to protect them. Morons."

Hope nodded regretfully. "Yep. It's quite disgraceful and makes me feel like a failure each time someone ignores the rules."

Fleur takes a deep breath and looks around herself. Noticing how everyone was walking around them without a second glance.

"I forgot that you could do this. I'm kind of glad you did. Madam Maxine would have been incredibly angry with me for letting my Veela show." Fleur admitted with a frown.

Hope looked at the gorgeous woman beside her and was about to reply but they had a visitor walk through the wards. The two magical creatures turned to face another blonde headed girl.

"Why would your Headmistress be angry with you? You are next in line to become the Wing Leader for the Veela Community. It's natural for you to show your power by letting go a bit." Daphne asked in confusion as she walked over next to Hope and kissed her cheek, "Also you never mentioned that your Aunt was that intimidating."

Hope scoffed with thinly veiled amusement. "Yeah. Aunt Freya is the eldest of the Mikaelson children. She's easily one of the most protective members in my family and she has one of the biggest hearts. Once Freya learned about the rape, she immediately wished to help."

"My niece has a point." A new voice inputted causing Daphne and Fleur to jump slightly as they turned to Freya who had a grin on the corner of her mouth.

"Mon Dieu! You scared me." Fleur mentioned as she placed a hand over her heart, trying to calm her racing heartbeat.

Hope smirked as Freya gave a light apology. "Sorry Mademoiselle Delacour. It wasn't my intention to be honest. However I'm surprised that you both jumped at my appearance. I thought you both would have felt my presence as soon as I entered Hope's ward."

"Sorry Mrs Mikaelson. But my only excuse is that I never expect someone to just simply enter Hope's wards. I'm not used to there being someone just as powerful as Hope." Daphne replied with a half smile.

Hope and Freya shared a small frown. "Please Daphne. Call me Freya. Mrs Mikaelson just feels wrong without my wife here." Freya mentioned with a sad smile before turning to face Fleur, "You may as well call me Freya as well, considering that I know Hope's feelings on the matter. So long as Daphne has no issue?"

Daphne spluttered as she shot a shocked look at Hope's disgruntled expression as the copper haired girl groaned.

Fleur blinked her silver eyes as she comprehended the words the older woman said and a smug smile appeared on her face. "Well that's good to know. I was hoping that you two were interested, but Hope wasn't exactly forthcoming with what she wanted."

The blonde girl closed her ice blue eyes and shook her head in exasperation as she took some deep breaths trying to cool her reddened cheeks.

"Really Aunt Freya?" Hope complained weakly.

Freya smirked at her niece. "Of course, little one."

Hope groaned, "Whatever."

The Tribrid gave a small bow to Daphne and Fleur before moving to her aunt and pushing at Freya's shoulders as the other woman laughed. "Well it's late and I don't want Aunt Freya to reveal any more of my secrets. So good night Daph, Fleur."

"Night girls! Don't do anything I wouldn't do or for that matter, don't do anything that Hope wouldn't do." Freya shouted behind her as Hope groaned loudly.

The remaining blondes gave a look to one another before Daphne blushed at Freya's implications.

"Night!" Daphne called out before burying her face in her hands as she murmured something quietly to Fleur. "What do you think Freya meant by that?"

Fleur grinned mischievously at the younger girl.

"For your sake I'm not going to answer that yet." Fleur whispered in Daphne's ear who froze up at the other girl's words.

"Good night Freya and Hope!" Fleur called out in French and they waved back at the girls.

Fleur slowly reached out to cup Daphne's face, manoeuvring the pretty blonde's head so she could gaze into the icy blue eyes, which seemed to melt under Fleur's heated gaze.

The Veela leaned down to graze her lips over Daphne's flushed cheek. "Sweet dreams, beautiful."

"I am so fucked." Daphne mumbled before recalling where she was and blushed, "Uh… ignore that."

Fleur was openly grinning ear to ear as Daphne tried to backtrack quickly, "Good night Fleur…" The younger blonde mentioned before pulling away and heading back into the castle.

It was only one day later and of course someone had to test Freya's rules. Dumbledore tried to intercede himself into the equation but Freya just ignored him and had Professor Flitwick officiate the Duel between herself and a 6th year Slytherin.

Hope watched in complete and utter glee as one of her tormentors through the years here at Hogwarts got their asses handed to them by her aunt. The stipulation was for the older woman to leave the school and never come back.

A lot of the older students from 3 of the 4 houses (minus Hufflepuff) decided to band together and commit some small rule breaking in front of Freya so she would have to Duel all of them, eventually tiring Heir Emrys, so someone would win.

Hope thought she heard this suggestion from Dumbledore and Snape. Hope shook her head with a knowing smile as another student was defeated by Heir Emrys.

The Tribrid was joined by Daphne, who brought Tracey with her as the two girls were unable to hold their Duelling classes for Sunday since Professor Flitwick was too busy officiating Duels against Freya.

"Should I even ask who is winning?" Daphne asked with a sigh as she sat next to the Hogwarts Tri-Wizard Champion, well one of them.

A loud thunk was heard as multiple challengers were blasted backwards out of the Duelling circle, Hope just gave the blonde a look. "Nah. I think it's fairly obvious."

Tracey's jaw dropped at the amount of students on the ground knocked unconscious. "How many people were just defeated with one spell!?"

Hope thought about it for a second and shrugged. "I don't know. Give me a second." She requested as she started counting the students lying on the ground.

"16… Oh wait... There's 2 more under that pile. I didn't see them before. Better make that 18."

"Holy crap!" The brunette blurted out.

Fleur and her Duelling partner from over the holidays, Annette, walked over to the small group of Slytherins and sat down. "Are you learning new moves to try at the next Duelling competition 'Ope?" Fleur asked as she made herself comfortable against the Tribrid.

"Well. I'm definitely learning something. Although I'm more pleased that Heir Emrys is able to use her stipulation for the Duels to stop name calling this time round. I think that will help a lot especially with visitors."

"No kidding. I'm not going to even repeat some of the names I was called." Annette mentioned with an alluring voice of the Veela before giving a small side glance to Fleur, who seemed to make fast friends with the other two duellers before adding, "However Fleur has probably received the more disturbing and obscene names, since her Veela is the strongest out of the rest."

"You mean yourself and the two other's standing by the wall opposite us?" Hope asked with a smile.

Annette blinked in shock at the light auburn haired girl's assumption, before another bang against the stone wall jarred her out of her reprieve, watching as 7 students fell to the ground with a thud. "How could you possibly know that?"

Daphne decided to answer the part-Veela's question. "Hope has a tendency to break the mold on what the Wizarding World seems to think as normal." The blonde haired Veela with a tint of silver in her hair gave the Greengrass Heiress an intrigued arch of an eyebrow.

Daphne gave a small smile in reply, "You'll find out soon." She mentioned ominously.

Hope rolled her eyes playfully at Fleur who was trying to keep her composure as the older girl shook her head. Apparently in the meantime, some of the students that had already been defeated once have come back and committed another offense.

Hope shook her head at the students who were attempting to Duel Freya once again. Whereas Freya just shook her head in disappointment before accepting the Duels and performing the aneurysm spell from the Mikaelson's universe, dropping all the challengers to the ground in agony.

Freya held this for about 10 seconds before releasing the lot of them and they all yielded at the earliest opportunity.

"You know I could do this for hours, right? I'm not even tired." Freya boredly called out as the 2-time offenders whimpered off towards the Infirmary.

"Also, you lot!" Freya called out to them, causing them to stop and turn around with fear in their eyes, "Remember that you are no longer able to torment anyone. Got it?"

Each of the students reluctantly nodded before turning around to mumble some choice words under their breath about the Emrys family.

Freya whistled at the 2-time deviants and they froze. "Oi! Don't make me Duel you all again for bad-mouthing me or my family!"

Instead of replying, they all fled as quick as their legs could take them causing some of the students to laugh at the losers of the Duels before they saw the glare Freya was giving them and became eerily silent as they buried their heads into their shoulders like a tortoise.

"Remind me not to piss her off." Annette muttered to Fleur who answered with an appreciative nod of her head.

"I think that's a wise choice." Daphne added slowly under her breath.

Hope leaned back against the bench she was sitting at and rested her arms, crossed against her chest. "I don't know. I'm kinda hoping that Snape will do something to offend her so she can offer him a Duel. I would be forever grateful if I could watch that."

Daphne squinted her eyes as a memory shot into her head. "I think you may get your wish, Hope."

All four girls turned to face the Pureblood girl as she simply explained, "We have first period with Snape tomorrow."

Hope's eyes lit up as she realised her Mate was right and a wide grin stretched across her face. "Excellent."

Tracey shared a look with Daphne before mentioning quietly. "Is Heir Emrys going to kill Snape?"

A pleased look shot across Daphne's face for a moment before it disappeared. "As much as I would prefer it, I highly doubt it. I hate to admit it, but Snape does have some well developed Slytherin traits. He'll figure out a way to survive."

Hope pouted, "Aww."

"Stop wishing for people's deaths, Hope." Daphne scolded the copper haired girl with a glare.

'Yes love.' Hope replied mentally while speaking the words, "Take away all my fun why don't you." In another pout.