chapter 39

Daphne and Hope made their laps around the Black Lake early in the morning after the Weighing of the Wands. The student body wasn't yet aware of Hope's new status within the hierarchy as she didn't flaunt her Head of House ring like a certain peacock she knew, she still preferred to stay on the down-low.

A loud roar stopped Daphne in her tracks as she looked out towards the Forbidden Forest with a hint of fear in her eyes before turning back to look at Hope. "Are you sure about this?"

Hope frowned as she looked out into the forest as well but before she answered, there was a gallop of hooves that drew the girls attention to the tree line.

The Centaur Herdmaster, Nunki, rounded the remaining trees before coming out to stand warily at the border.

"Please tell me that those Dragons have nothing to do with you." Was his greeting to the young Alpha.

Hope tossed her head to the side in partial disagreement but also regretful admittance, "Technically they are here for the Tri-Wizard Tournament. However I am a Champion, so I will be facing one of those Dragons next week on the 24th of November."

"Dear Methuselah, have mercy on you." Nunki murmured to himself and to Hope.

Hope frowned as she thought back to her Astronomy lessons, trying to recall where she heard the name Methuselah before but Daphne figured it out first. "That's the oldest star in our Solar System…Uh, I think it's about 14.5 billions years old?"

"Very close young one. Methuselah is the name that we use in place of God, as we are creatures of the stars, it is 14.3 billion years old, nearly double the age of the Earth and is located between two of the Zodiac signs, Scorpio and Libra, however it is located closer to Libra than anything else." Nunki explained.

"I have to admit, I didn't know that Nunki. Thank you for enlightening me. By any chance are you able to tell me the types of Dragons they are keeping in the Forest?" Hope requested from the other leader with great respect as she didn't want to piss off a potential ally.

The Herdmaster gave a respectful nod. "Of course. I see no reason to deny you this information, afterall you could just simply go into the woods to learn the species for yourself. The Dragons being held in the Forest are: The Common Welsh Green, A Swedish Short-Snout, A Chinese Fireball and A Hungarian Horntail. However I think the Hungarian Horntail is distraught that her eggs were taken away."

Daphne groaned at the wording the Centaur gave them. "Great… Mothering Dragons. That's just perfect." The blonde murmured in annoyance before giving a small glare at Hope for not informing her of this information.

Hope pursed her lips together as she felt the anger coming from her Mate, she forgot to mention that to her girlfriend that the Dragons were nesting mothers.

Hope mouthed, 'Sorry' to her Mate with a sheepish look on her face before turning back to the other leader of the Forest.

"Thank you Nunki. For the information. The Dragons should be gone by the end of next week. I apologise for any inconveniences that the Dragons cause. I'll get my aunt to provide more protections for the area and I'll ask King Ragnok to send some Goblins to put up some Wards around the site. Maybe I'll put this ring to some good use." Hope mentioned as she showed the Herdmaster her Emrys ring.

"I had a feeling you would cause waves. But I didn't expect the waves to turn into a tsunami. Be careful with the power you hold. Absolute power can corrupt even the purest soul."

"I know. That's why I've surrounded myself with people that care about me. But I thank you for the warning." Hope replied gratefully to the other Magical Creature.

Nunki gave a subtle nod which Hope and Daphne returned before Nunki trotted back into the Forbidden Forest.

"You are so lucky I can't smack you right now for being an idiot." Daphne remarked with a displeased expression as she started to run off again to finish her lap.

Hope groaned at her absentmindedness before she took off to catch up to the blonde witch, "Look love, I'm sorry." Hope apologised to the beautiful blonde woman that held her heart.

"I literally forgot that the Dragons were nesting mothers. I was only concerned about grabbing the Golden Egg for the next Task. I forgot the reason why they were using Golden Eggs... " A thought just occurred to Hope, "Hmm… I really should do something about protecting the real eggs from being destroyed." Daphne looked over to Hope shocked.

"That's a potential issue?!" The blonde cried out in worry.

"A Mothering Dragon is bad enough. Having a distraught Dragon who lost her clutch is worse." Daphne looked over to Hope.

"Do you have a plan?"

"Uh… Technically not at the moment. Not without changing the Task dramatically. If I mention it now, they will either get new creatures to fight or legitimately torture the Dragon before setting it loose on the contestants."

"Okay… Bad plan. Next?" Daphne discerned with a quick shake of her head.

Hope thought about it for a moment. "I could have Freya perform a discreet swap?"

The blonde looked thoughtful at that suggestion. "That seems plausible. If anyone figures it out, perhaps she could mention that she is acting as Slytherin Protector's left hand. Like both of you have mentioned, you're not bound to protecting Slytherins only. Maybe Dragon Eggs could be classified as creatures that require protection?"

Hope gave a semi-nod of her head. "It sounds like a decent idea. Let's see what Freya thinks before committing to it."

The girls eventually completed their laps, although later than they normally would as they walked through the outdoor courtyard, with some students from all three schools out and about covered in layers upon layers of heavy clothing in the cold morning air.

There was a sound of running footsteps coming from her right and she saw Harry running up to her, but before he could reach them Hope smelt a potent lustful scent coming from behind her.

Fleur tapped on Hope's shoulder to gain her attention, Harry finally reached the other Tri-Wizard Champion and the two other competitors both urgently said, "Hope! I need to speak to you! It's important!" That was Harry. "Hope. I'm afraid I have troubling news to give you." Came from Fleur.

Daphne looked between the two other Champions in amazement before noticing the stares they were receiving.

"Uh, Hope? Perhaps we should take this conversation elsewhere? We're attracting an audience." The blonde stated, causing the other three students to look out to the courtyard, to see the curious gazes but some of the students looked away.

Hope blinked. "Well… That's not something you see everyday." Hope muttered before she made a motion with her hand.

"Daphne has a point. Let's take this conversation somewhere private. I have a feeling that since two Champions come up to a third with worried faces, then the information you have is something to do with the Tournament?" Hope speculated as she guided them to a portrait with a shortcut behind it that led up to the 7th floor.

The Champions nodded silently, but Harry was curious and asked. "How did you know this shortcut existed?"

Hope chuckled playfully before answering with a mischievous smile. "Turns out, helping the Weasley twins comes with amazing benefits. They told me this shortcut after I showed them how to enter the Goblet of Fire."

Harry grinned before laughing himself. "Oh yeah. That's right! They called you their messiah."

Hope rolled her eyes while Fleur laughed softly at the memory. Daphne shook her head in frustration.

"I still can't believe that worked!" The blonde Slytherin murmured aloud in disbelief.

"Honestly, so am I." Fleur admitted, Harry also nodded his agreement at the acknowledgement.

"It's actually pretty scary considering all the stuff I've seen while at this school." Harry added while he watched Hope walk back and forth in front of a blank wall.

"What are you doing, 'Ope?" Fleur questioned on Hope's third repetition in front of the wall.

Daphne was smiling, "Just give it a second. You'll see." The blonde replied ominously.

Harry and Fleur both turned to face Daphne in curiosity until they saw a door appear suddenly in the previously blank wall.

"Wha? How did I not know this was here?" Harry asked in bewilderment before looking at a grinning Hope.

"Because this is Rowena Ravenclaw's Room of Requirement." Hope announced as she opened the door showing a fancy looking living room.

"Try saying that 5 times fast." Daphne murmured before looking into the room and frowning, "Really? My family's living room?"

Hope's grin never left her face. "Why not? It's large, it's private and considering all of our political houses, this room is both formal while being informal. It's perfect."

Daphne sighed as she walked into the Room of Requirements' copy of her living room and sat down in one of the couches, waiting for the others to enter as well. "Why don't you join me? I think Hope has more to discuss than just the Task."

Hope nodded at the other two Champions before walking in and sitting next to Daphne, throwing an arm over the back of the couch so it laid at Daphne's back and she stroked absentmindedly along the short hairs at the back of her neck, causing the other girl to shiver.

Fleur walked in without any complaint and sat on Daphne's other side before she leaned against the armrest and threw her legs over Daphne's lap as she reached up to lightly guide her hand up and down Daphne's bare arm since she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt from her earlier run.

Goosebumps raised along her arms before she glared at both of the girls sitting next to her, "You're both assholes." Daphne responded as she crossed her arms under her chest.

Harry regarded the women in the room before cautiously and quietly entered the room, sitting opposite to the others and observing their dynamic. When he saw Hope's carefree movements around Daphne, he began to speculate that Hope was engaged to the blonde Slytherin girl.

"It's Daphne? Isn't it?" Harry asked Hope as he touched his left ring finger.

Hope noticed the action and smiled brightly. "Yes."

Harry blinked a couple of times before leaning back on the couch. "You know. That makes a lot of sense." Harry admitted as he thought back on his memories and how Hope always seemed to protect the other girl whenever someone mentioned that she was completely frigid or unfeeling to others' issues.

Harry suddenly stopped before mentioning, "Hang on. Is it safe to talk freely?"

Hope nodded. "Yes. The Room creates a protective ward around everyone within it. Unless you are in the Room, no one can overhear our conversation. Not even Dumbledore with his listening charms on you."

"Excellent!" Harry replied cheerfully before asking curiously, "How long have you two been together?"

Before the girls could answer a small frown appeared on his face momentarily but it quickly left as he noticed how close Daphne was with Fleur as well as Hope. "Also what's this?" Harry asked as he motioned between the 3 women without any judgement.

Fleur clambered up while Daphne blushed. Hope was smirking as she replied humorously. "You know you really should buy a woman a drink first before asking the personal questions there Harry."

The Gryffindor boy blushed at the auburn haired girl's flirtatious banter while Daphne groaned before leaning back slightly so she could lift her left arm back to smack Hope over the back of the head.

"Ow!" Hope complained as she rubbed the back of her head, "Was that necessary?"

"If you don't stop being an asshole, then yes." Daphne replied with a stern look on her face.

Hope sighed regretfully. "There goes half of my dialogue… But very well. I'll behave."

Hope looked over to Harry. "To answer your questions as respectively as I can and hopefully without being hit again. Daphne and I have been together since 2nd year, during the Christmas break. Although we had exchanged engagement rings at the end of 2nd year."

Hope took Daphne's left hand into her right as she played with the rings on her hand. "I was able to propose due to my mixed heritage, which I'll explain in a little bit, after we talk about the reason you and Fleur both came running up to me in such a hurry."

"Oh, as for Fleur. I met her during the Yule Ball last year, we spoke for most of the night and bonded." Hope mentioned with a shrug. "The next time we met was at the Duelling Competition, Daphne and I had some little chats throughout the day and we were enamoured by Fleur. She seemed to appeal to both of us, so we made the choice to pursue her when she visited over the time of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. See how we clicked together as a trio."

Harry stayed silent for a moment. "Okay. I'm glad you're all informing one another of your decisions. That's one of the most important things in a relationship, or at least I think it is, according to what I've read."

Daphne looked partially shocked at Harry before murmuring, "You don't mind that a couple of your classmates are gay?"

Harry shook his head. "No, of course not. There is a gay couple that lives a few doors down and they are the most genuine couple I've ever met. So full of love. So no I have no issues with any of you being gay." Harry admitted with a smile.

Daphne let out a shuddering breath. "You have no idea how relieved that makes me, knowing that someone from school won't be against us when everyone finally learns about Hope being Lady Emrys. So thank you Harry."

Harry smiled at them before a more serious expression appeared on his face. "The reason I was running up to find you is because I learned that our First Task is going to be stealing something from a Dragon."

Fleur whimpered as Harry informed Hope about the Dragons. "It's true. Madam Maxine informed me early this morning. I thought I should let you know, since your Headmaster seems pretty set in trying to get you killed."

Daphne furrowed her brows at the new information. "He is?"

"Well he's trying, while also remaining ignorant in the fact he's trying." Hope attempted to explain.

The blonde girl looked over to the other two occupants and they both had seemingly nodded while they pursed their lips together, Harry pointed at Hope as he murmured, "That is a surprisingly accurate description."

Fleur nodded along with Harry's comment confusing Daphne further. "You know what, I'll ask later." The young girl said with the shake of her head.

Hope relaxed into the couch as she admitted. "I actually already knew about the Dragons."

Fleur and Harry looked surprised at Hope before she continued, explaining the events on her run with Daphne earlier. "On our run, that Flitwick has us to do for our Duelling class, we heard a roar in the distance and a Centaur came out of the Forest, visibly upset and informed us about what was bothering him, said it was Dragons."

"Oh… Well that's good." Fleur muttered quietly, "But how are you two planning on fighting a Dragon? Or at least holding one off?"

Hope shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm confident. I've already fought a Dragon before."

"You what?!" The other Champions shouted at the light auburn haired girl.

Daphne rolled her eyes. "As much as I would like to say she's kidding, I can't. I've literally seen her memory of the fight." The blonde admitted with a groan.

"Seriously?" Harry and Fleur regarded the other two girls with a surprised tone, once again at the same time.

"Yeah… I also have something else I need to tell you both." Hope admitted awkwardly as she scratched the back of her head.

Hope fidgeted with Daphne's fingers that were laced in her hands and the blonde witch placed her other hand on top of Hope's to try and calm her.

Hope took a deep breath before releasing Daphne's hand before sitting forward and angling herself so she could look at both Fleur and Harry. "First thing I should mention… Other than being Lady Emrys is that I am from another universe and the future. As is my aunt. Although we both arrived here at different times and locations. I don't know how it works. We both went into the black tar pit called Malivore and ended up here. Freya was tossed in about a month before me but arrived here in mid-October of 1994. I swan dived into Malivore to destroy it, but in retaliation I was thrown out in May of 1991. Where the immortal couple found me in a forest after being informed of my arrival by a seer in the 1500's."

Fleur went very quiet as she took in the information Hope gave her but Harry looked thoughtful as a vague memory passed through his head. "Immortal? Like Nicolas Flamel?"

Daphne and Fleur turned to face Harry in surprise while Hope was smiling. "Exactly like Nicolas Flamel."

"So when we asked you for information during our 1st year about Nicolas Flamel and the Philosopher's Stone, you were holding back?" Harry asked in curiosity.

"Sorry, but yeah. They're my parents. They chose to protect me when I arrived. It's the least I could do." Hope answered with a grimace.

Harry smiled lightly before a frown appeared on his face. "Remind me to apologise to your parents for not being able to protect the Stone in our 1st year."

"The Stone is gone!?" Fleur remarked in shock and fear.

Hope shook her head. "No. It's not. The Stone wasn't destroyed in 1st year and I returned it to the Flamel's after school. However Nic was ever so grateful I was able to return it that he gifted it to me, his Heir."

Fleur was stunned at the information she heard. Harry spoke aloud as he recounted the information he was now aware of. "So you are Lady Emrys as well as Heir Flamel? So it's a bit like me? Being in line for 2 major political houses?"

"She's also the Consort Greengrass." Daphne added while showing her ring while grabbing Hope's left hand as she willed the Consort ring to appear.

"I wasn't expecting that." Fleur murmured as she took in all three of the political rings.

"Should I ask how that Heiress ring is still on your finger or is that too personal?" The Veela asked the blonde girl next to her.

"Hope and I discovered it has something to do with being able to continue the family's legacy. That's why Hope's still in charge of the Emrys House, even though she's younger than Freya."

"You know that was a question I was wondering about since yesterday." Harry mentioned it as an afterthought.

"Another thing I have to mention is that I'm a Tribrid. That's a mixture of three different Magical Creatures. This will probably frustrate you a bit Harry, but I reiterate that I did not lie to you." Harry regarded Hope in confusion as she mentioned her warning. "I'm obviously part-Witch, but I'm also part-Vampire and part-Werewolf."

"But you said last year that you weren't a Werewolf." Harry recalled with a pout.

Hope held up a finger as she corrected Harry. "Actually I said that the information that we learned about Werewolves states that a Werewolf must shift during a full moon. I asked you where I was on the night of a full moon and you said I was in the Great Hall, talking to Luna and I never shifted otherwise everyone would have seen me."

Fleur scratched her head in confusion. "Okay now I'm confused."

Daphne smiled in understanding. "The Werewolves between the two universes are different. Our Werewolves are bi-pedial and have no control. Hope's Werewolves actually shift into legitimate wolves but since Hope is of a specific tribe of Werewolves, a royalty line as well as a Tribrid. She's not forced to go through a transformation, but she can shift whenever she feels like it. In fact, Harry, you saw both Hope and I on the night the Dementors tried to suck out your soul."

Harry's brow furrowed as he envisioned the night, his eyes widened. "The wolves that saved Hermione and me from Professor Lupin… Wait, you're a Werewolf too?" Harry placed the information together with the evidence before looking at Daphne in shock.

"No. I'm an Animagus." Daphne replied confidently.

Harry made an 'o' with his mouth before another memory of the night occurred to him. "Were you the ones that killed the Dementors?"

Fleur looked over to her left in shock as she regarded the two Slytherin students while Hope and Daphne looked partially confused. "You saw that?" Hope asked.

"Saw it? I felt it. I also watched as these weapons made from light pierced their bodies and they screamed before disappearing in popping noises, like they got sucked into a tiny tube." Harry recounts the events with defined detail.

"Hope did it." Daphne answered immediately, blaming the other girl as Hope looked over at Daphne with a look of betrayal.

"What? The light weapons were all you darling." Daphne clarified with a smirk in Hope's direction.

Hope opened and closed her mouth as she realised her Mate was telling the truth, she twitched her nose to the side before grumbling. "Don't forget your Patronus was the first to kill a Dementor."

Daphne grinned with a proud look on her face. "My fox patronus may be cute and tiny but she sure is deadly."

"Oh, those were the Patroni I saw that night. A fox and a winged horse."

"Thestral." Hope and Daphne corrected together.

Daphne regarded Harry with an impressed look as well. "You also produced a powerful Patronus charm that night. I asked Hope what it was and she said it was you."

Harry blushed. "Yeah. I did that."

Fleur blinked and blurted out. "All three of you can produce the Patronus charm? How? It's a 7th year charm as well as a charm that most people are unable to learn."

"For me? I think the term Professor McGonnagall would say would be 'sheer dumb luck'. Which for the first time I managed it is completely understandable." Harry admitted with a charming smile.

"Daphne's going to say it's my fault." Hope quickly said as soon as Harry finished speaking but Daphne also answered as well, "It's Hope's fault."

Hope threw her arms up in exasperation before dropping them into the couch with a solid whooshing sound as Daphne started giggling.

After Hope told Fleur and Harry her secrets she requested for the two not to tell anyone else until Hope's ready to tell the rest of the world, or if Harry wants to tell Hermione in the future just let Hope and Daphne tell her with a little notice.

Harry mentioned that he was afraid Hermione was no longer going to be his friend, but it was Fleur that hit that fear with a bulldozer. "Trust me when I tell you this Harry, but that girl is definitely into you. Especially after those spells or potions were removed. I think it was about 4 days ago now?"

"Wait, what?" Harry looked at Fleur with complete guilt in his eyes.

"Uh…" Fleur started but looked over to the Slytherin girls for help but Daphne shrugged, unaware of the event whereas Hope grimaced.

Hope sucked in a pained breath. "That would have been me."

Harry's gaze shot over to Hope's as he gave her his full attention as Hope continued, "I noticed something was off with Hermione when I spoke to her in the Library 4 days ago. When I brought up you and Ron and potentially choosing a side between the two of you. Her eyes glazed over and she started spitting out how everyone chooses you, but never Ron. I tried to backtrack but she went on about how Ron wouldn't last here without her help."

"After I realised that she was most likely potioned I told Aunt Freya and she pulled Hermione to the Infirmary then had Madam Pomfrey give her some flushing potions. This basically means if someone had mind altering potions in their system they would purge them from their bodies by throwing them up. According to Aunt Freya, Hermione immediately ran to the bathroom."

"Do you know who did it?" Harry asked almost emotionlessly.

Hope scratched her head. "Well Aunt Freya and Madam Pomfrey figured it out by process of elimination. Since the potions were keyed to Ron. She suspected the Weasley's as they had access and opportunity from over the Summer holidays. Not trying to be overly rude, but potions is definitely not Ron's strongest subject, so they ruled him out. Arthur, Bill, Charlie and Percy have no motive as they don't even know her. The twins, while they are pranksters, are not overtly cruel to play this prank on a friend. Ginny is too young to know how to make the potion. So that leaves Mrs Weasley, who Madam Pomfrey admitted to Aunt Freya that Molly had used love potions on Arthur before they were married. So it's a valid conclusion. But without proof, it's only a theory." Hope explained with a disgruntled look on her face.

The Gryffindor Golden Boy stayed silent for a few long minutes before he spoke with a tired voice. "Thank you for telling me. I'll keep your secrets. It's the least I can do."

Harry stood up and walked over to the door. "It was nice speaking to you for real Daphne."

"You too Harry." Daphne responded with a smile.

"Fleur." Harry nodded as a goodbye.

"Stay safe 'Arry."

Fleur looked over past Daphne as she regarded Hope.

"So, what does it mean to be a Tribrid?" Fleur asked with a flirtatious smile while pumping out her Veela pheromones causing Daphne's nostrils to flare and she gazed lustfully at the silver-blonde woman before shaking her head slightly to clear her mind.

Hope's pupils became blown at the scent Fleur was exerting. "Sneaky, beautiful flower." Hope replied with a knowing smile.

"My senses, touch, sight, smell, taste and hearing are all incredibly heightened. I am able to shift into a wolf at will, but unlike an Animagus when I shift back I'm completely naked."

Fleur's eyes widened and she subconsciously licked her lips, looking the auburn haired girl up and down in appreciation. Daphne and Hope shared a look, smiling cheekily at one another as the older girl shamelessly ogled the Tribrid before looking over the stunning blonde witch.

"See something you like?" Daphne chuckled as she maneuvered her body around so Hope could encircle her waist, pulling her tight against herself and resting her chin over Daphne's shoulder.

Hope smirked over Daphne's shoulder as the young couple gazed delectably over the Veela's fine form. "Because I sure as hell do." The Tribrid continued her Mate's thoughts with a grin.

Fleur chuckled lightly. "That was very cheesy."

"I know." Daphne leaned forward scooting closer to the stunningly attractive woman to Fleur's slight surprise.

"But you know what?' Daphne whispered as she was nearly speaking into Fleur's ear, the Veela hummed silently as her nature had motioned her forward at the lustful energy radiating off the blonde.

But before Fleur could close the distance between herself and Daphne, the Room of Requirement changed in the corner of her eye and she regarded the new room, a bedroom. However before she could actually observe the room completely Fleur was on her back, hands raised above her head being held down by a single hand.

Fleur's heart quickened and pulsed in fear as she struggled against the hold. The Veela looked up and halted her actions as she looked into the sea-blue eyes of Hope Mikaelson.

"How did you do that?" Fleur breathed breathlessly up into the Tribrid's bewitching face as she began to relax into the bed.

Hope smirked above her, allowing her eyes to glow gold as her wolf rose to the surface but she didn't stop there. Red-black veins started edging out from the corner of her eyes, her fangs slid down past her lip. At the same time she was showing her supernatural features to Fleur, she threw her leg over the Veela's body, effectively mounting the other girl.

"I possess the traits of a Vampire. I can move at extreme speeds although when I pair it with my wolf speed I can move even faster. I require blood or I'll desiccate but my lovely wife is more than happy to feed me." Hope murmured to quarter-Veela as she used her free hand to lightly caress the woman under her with an appreciative gaze.

Daphne moaned obscenely, drawing Fleur's attention to the other girl who sat on the bed beside them. "You have no idea. Not really, I have no issues letting Hope bite me as her bites are so pleasurable to me that my girlfriend continuously asks me 'if I prefer being bitten more than kissed' and she's such a good kisser. Aren't you darling?"

Fleur loudly gulps as she looks between the two girls before whimpering weakly. Hope smirked as she repositioned herself, so she was sitting higher on Fleur's flat stomach causing her to arch up creating distance between the two.

"I'd like to think so." Hope replied as she gazed longingly at her Mate, "Why don't you try first love? See if she tastes exactly like she smells, like jasmine mainly, with a hint of lavender encased in lust."

Daphne smiles in a sultry expression. "In a sec." The blonde answered as she slid further onto the bed, placing a hand at the back of Hope's neck and drawing her into a deep kiss.

Fleur watched as they kissed, she rubbed her thighs together as she felt the lust and love coming off in waves from the girls, she whimpered as she tried to lean up so she could be involved in the interaction.

Daphne broke away from Hope's lips and looked down at the wanton gaze staring back at her before smiling back down to the sexually frustrated Veela.

"Oh you poor thing." Daphne teased as she moved between Hope and Fleur's bodies, placing a restraining hand over the base of Fleur's neck and gently squeezed, pushing lightly, until Fleur's head was resting back on the bed.

The blonde witch felt as the Veela swallowed, her expression needy as she looked to Daphne for release. Daphne leaned down, running the tip of her nose then lips along Fleur's neck and she shuddered at the feeling of cold lips grazing her neck. Fleur threw her neck back with a moan as Hope's eyes darkened above them watching her Mate and new potential lover share an intimate moment.

"You should know if you want this, us, then you should know that Hope is extremely territorial. If you're with us, she won't let you go and neither will I." Daphne warned as she began trailing cold kisses along Fleur's jaw.

"Fuck." Fleur moaned, her throat vibrated against Daphne's hand. Fleur closed her eyes as she thought about the consequences.

"Depends." Fleur tried to started but sighed quietly when Daphne backed off slightly, the silver-blonde woman opened her silver eyes to look into the ice-blue orbs before gazing with fascination into Hope's shining, golden wolf eyes before swallowing her desire, "Do you two plan on controlling me?"

"No." Hope answered immediately, "I have no need to. I don't want to control anyone. In fact, another one of my Vampiric tricks is compulsion. However I despise the ability to be able to control people so I avoid it at every turn." Hope moved her free hand up and brushed some of Daphne's hair behind her ear.

Daphne smiled back at Hope with a love-stuck gaze in her eyes as she shifted closer to Hope and gave her a chaste kiss. Fleur watched the interaction in captivated observation as she wished to be included in a love as natural as Hope and Daphne's.

"Would you try to influence my decisions if or when I take over my family's legacy?" Fleur asked quietly, almost boredly as she already made her choice but she wanted to hear their answers.

Daphne answered first, "I was worried about that too, the first time Hope mentioned being my Mate. But the thing is, Hope has no interest in controlling any of us, but she does want to appeal to our better natures. A majority of the Most Ancient and Noble Houses in Britain want to change and improve the Wizarding World as a whole. But with Hope and the introduction of a Legendary House the scales have tipped to a balanced equilibrium. However Hope is all about remaining neutral. She won't influence or blackmail us. But she will try to guide us in the right direction but only if we are willing to listen."

Hope continued from where Daphne left off, "And that's not even including the effects I wish to make in the Magical Communities. I've already made an alliance with King Ragnok of the Goblins. The Communities in the Forbidden Forest are all somewhat okay with me, however the Centaur Herdmaster is pretty friendly with me, so that is another sort of ally. I was planning on building relations with the Vampires, Werewolves, Fae, Mermaids and the Veela. Since they are the most predominant Magical Creatures that are able to vote in the Wizarding World."

Fleur looked up in shock at the revelation before a concerned look crossed her face at the news.

Hope gave a small smile, knowingly aware that she may have lost a little of Fleur's trust with this information, knowing that Fleur's mind possibly made the jump to being targeted because of her lineage.

"Fleur. I was always planning on becoming your friend when I met you at the Yule Ball last year. Because I wanted to and because I want to improve the lives of the Magical Community. I will only have that opportunity with your help. Daphne mentioned that you were the expected next-in-line to become the Veela Wing Leader and you are the Heiress to a Most Ancient and Noble House in France. But that didn't matter to me."

Fleur looked up into Hope's now sea-blue eyes as she took a baited breath before continuing, "I've learned in my short life in both universes, that the privileged are often the most lonely because everyone wants to use them due to their name. In my universe, I'm the daughter of one of the Original Vampires, the grand-daughter of a witch who practically created dark magic and created the Vampires and the descendant of the Crescent Wolf pack, which is royalty in my world. I am a pariah. Everyone judged me on my fathers actions and deeds."

Fleur's expression turned into one of understanding as did Daphne's as they both understood what Hope was telling them.

"I get it." Fleur muttered in determination, "Thank you for telling me though." Fleur leaned up and Daphne removed her hand from the Veela's throat.

Fleur cleared her throat, once the pressure was gone. "However convincing the other Magical Communities could be a touch harder."

The corner of Hope's mouth raised in one of her classic smirks. "Well the Vampires and Werewolves will be relatively simple. The Goblins Inheritance test shows that I am also the Queen of the Werewolves in this universe, as well Princess of the Vampires. Turns out, being a pariah in my universe could be so beneficial in this universe."

"Oh… So that's why my Veela has a willingness to bow in respect to you other than the Lady Emrys status." Fleur concluded with a thoughtful expression.

"Probably. Ragnok and I have a field day when we are together." Hope smirked as Daphne groaned aloud as she buried her face in the crook between Fleur's neck, Hope laughed at Daphne's exasperated expression.

Fleur gasped quietly as she felt Daphne's breath on her skin before moving her head ever so slightly, so she was able to graze her chin over Daphne's silky smooth hair before taking a deep breath and committing it to memory. She smelled fresh snow, oranges and parchment on the girl with the overbearing scent of wolf.

Daphne started to speak in Fleur's neck as she began to explain when she found the whole scenario frustrating. "Hope and King Ragnok enjoy bantering against one another so much that they are so informal with each other, that it literally hurts me to watch. Seriously, she got Ragnok to call The Courtial Order of Complaint and Disagreement a 'shit list'."

Hope laughed loudly at Fleur's gaping expression. Daphne rolled her eyes as she turned her head so her blonde hair tickled the other girl when she moved, causing Fleur to draw in a breath at the sensation, murmuring some unintelligible explicities under her breath as she tried to keep listening.

Daphne was going to glare at Hope but was sidetracked when she heard the interesting choice of words coming from the slightly older girl and grinned mischievously up at Hope.

"Can we play with her? Please?" Daphne groaned mentally to her Mate.

Hope's eyes darkened and her sea-blue eyes became lidded in enthrallment. "I have no problems with that… I think. But no sex… Not yet. Let's wait for a bit. She may yet change her mind after she's had some time to think about it."

"She better not." The blonde muttered under her breath.

"Who better not?" Fleur asked in curiosity at the suddenly and seemingly random comment.

Instead of answering Fleur the blonde witch took the closest arm to her and guided it out while Hope copied her actions, spreading the Veela out. Hope moved her legs so straddled Fleur's right thigh and Daphne climbed on the bed, then over Fleur's left thigh before lowering herself to a sitting position.

Fleur gulped as the anticipation filled her mouth. Daphne lowered the rest of her body onto Fleur's, hovering her lips over the silver-blonde's ear as she whispered seductively into her ear, "You."

Fleur couldn't turn her head to face Daphne so she was pleadingly looking up at Hope who was watching them in enrapture and a pleased grin. "What does she mean?" The Veela breathed quietly, unwillingly to break the connection between the three of them.

Hope tilted her head to the side, eyes glowing so she could get a better angle on what's to come but she remained silent as Daphne moved up slightly before clarifying her previous statement. "You. You better not… Change… Your… Mind." Daphne reiterated, with each new word Daphne moved closer to Fleur's mouth until she was directly above her.

Daphne used her spare hand to brush her blonde hair behind her ear and held it there as she closed the gap between them, pressing her lips against Fleur's. Hope watched in fascination as the girls kissed, Hope's inner wolf blinked at the sight, both wishing to stop the kiss but yet she was oddly intrigued by it, her Vampire was enjoying the show and wishing to join in with them.

Hope leaned down hesitantly, her wolf somewhat fought against her but eventually her wolf relented and she moved Fleur's right arm down to her side, trapping it there as she bent down to lay her mouth over Fleur's neck, sucking a bruise into her flawless neck causing the other girl to gasp into Daphne's smiling mouth.

The blonde witch inserted her tongue into Fleur's mouth and tasted jasmine and lavender from the French girl, she moaned happily into the open-mouthed kiss and released the arm she was holding down to bring it to Fleur's face. Framing the Veela's left cheek so she could angle the older girl's mouth to where she wants.

Hope managed to grab Fleur's recently freed hand before it could come to rest on Daphne's head and brought it down to rest at Fleur's other side, as she did, Hope was forced to press her chest into Daphne's back so she could reach the over to the other side of the bed but in doing so she pulled her lips off of Fleur's neck and placed them onto the back of Daphne's neck.

Daphne flinched slightly at the sensation of Hope's mouth on her neck but she moaned pleasurably into Fleur's mouth as she closed her eyes, feeling her Mate's body pressing into her back. Hope's full breasts resting heavily on her back, pushing her down snugly into Fleur's body. Their breasts mashed together and Hope rocked her hips against Daphne's ass so she rocked into Fleur's pliant but willing body.

Fleur and Daphne groaned at the sensation as they broke apart for a moment and gasped into each other's mouths before reconnecting their lips in a flurry of passionate kisses. Hope's throat vibrated with a growl and the two girls shivered at the sound, breaking the kiss as Daphne moved her head to Fleur's neck, on the opposite side of where the Tribrid left her own marks on her neck.

"Hope." Daphne gasped as she sucked Fleur's delectable skin into her mouth, drawing a wanton moan from the Veela.

Fleur also breathed out a sinful request, "Hope?" Trying to shamelessly draw Hope down to her, wanting her.

Hope's eyes glowed. "What do you want, ma belle fleur?" The Tribrid switched into partial French as she gave the other girl a sentimental endearment.

"Please?" Fleur begged as she tried to move her arms out of Hope's powerful grip. Fleur started speaking in rapid French, "Please, Hope? Kiss me please? I want to feel what your lips taste like. Please? Daphne tastes like crisp snow and the forest, pine maybe, like she has the scent of your wolf etched in her very pores. Hope?"

"That's because she's mine… and perhaps I will also claim you as my own as well, my beautiful flower." Hope stated confidently as she rearranged herself and slid further up Daphne's body so her head cleared the blonde's shoulder. Veins edged out from Hope's eyes as she saw Fleur's flustered face and the blood that was obviously rushing to her face.

Hope pulled back her Vampiric traits as well as her wolf's, turning her eyes back into a swirling lustful gaze of sea-blue eyes.

"What would you think about being mine, Fleur? Mine and Daphne's?" Hope asked the Veela seductively as she pressed a chaste kiss on her forehead.

Fleur groaned as she felt Hope's lips so close yet so far away.

"'Ope!" Fleur called out as she threw her head back into the bed heavily, "Please!"

Hope smirked. "Now, now, Fleur. Answer the query. Do you want to be mine and Daph's? Would you be willing to let my Wolf mark you? Your skin? Your scent? And what about my Vampire? She would also love to mark you. But she wants a taste of your blood."

The silver-blonde eyes widened in disbelief at the requests but her Veela was all-so-ever tempted by the offer and she moaned. "Yes! I'm okay with being yours and Daphne's, I swear! But you can't mark me! Not yet. I would need to speak to my Wing Leader before being able to make those decisions."

Hope hummed, "Or maybe all you need to do is become the Wing Leader and those choices would be yours."

Fleur's eyes narrowed slightly in question and Hope sighed before clarifying. "I just mean that I help you unlock your full magical potential like I did with Daphne, Luna and the Flamel's. I know that you already have a substantial amount of magic at your command, but I can help you achieve more, no strings attached. Even if we never get involved romantically, I will not hold this over your head, but I would request for us to at least remain allies."

Fleur gasped as Daphne bit her neck hard enough to bruise, before moaning loudly and thrusting her hips sharply into Daphne's causing the other blonde girl to groan into Fleur's neck before murmuring, "Fuck."

Fleur scoffed into the blonde's hair. "You're telling me."

"Just wait until she actually ravishes you for real." Daphne muttered before attaching her mouth back onto the fading red mark on the Veela's neck which was healing slowly, due to her Veela heritage, making sure that the Veela doesn't have any marks, blemishes or scratches on her skin, keeping her perfectly flawless skin

"Although being the only one without supernatural healing is a little frustrating." Daphne complained half-heartedly with a glare staring at Fleur's neck.

"Sorry about that love. But it should be said that you have one of the fastest healing times for a full-blooded witch and you learned some of the most potent healing spells from Nelle, who is the most knowledgeable person in this universe on Healing." Hope remarked as she placed a kiss on Daphne's cheek.

"Okay! Now I'm the jealous one! If you knew anything about Veela's, then you would know that we hate being sexually frustrated! So plea--." Fleur ranted before being cut off by Hope's mouth encasing her own and she huffed into the kiss.

Fleur tried to nip at the Tribrid's lips but when she got a good bite on Hope's bottom lip Hope pulled back and moved her head to the side, hanging over the bare sheets for a moment as a drop of blood fell from her lip.

Hope chuckled as her lip had already healed and clicked her tongue against the rook of her mouth. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. That was naughty ma belle fleur." Hope lightly scolded her.

"Interesting note for the future. If you ingest any of the blood of an Original Vampire, then there is the potential to be turned into a Vampire if you die with their blood in your system and my blood takes about 24 hours to break down. However the fun fact is, my blood can be used to heal practically any wound, but if the person is not wounded, then that person basically gets an energetic high for a majority of the time period." Hope explained.

Daphne moaned wantonly. "That was a good day." Daphne remarked absentmindedly as she sucked on Fleur's neck.

"That is interesting information." Fleur replied with lustful eyes as she heard Daphne's debauched voice recalling previous events.

"Speaking from experience, are you gorgeous?" The Veela groaned out in pleasure as the blonde witch's tongue drew wet lines and shapes on her neck, "You are an evil little minx, Dap'ne."

Hope chuckled. "I could have told you that." She remarked to Fleur before capturing the Veela's lips in another kiss, but this time Fleur accepted the kiss with gusto.

Daphne heard the smacking of lips above her and she was able to angle her eyes up to watch the muscles in their tongues move in tandem with their mouths.

"Oh, wow! That's hot!" Daphne whined under her breath, "I kinda wish I didn't agree with Hope about not having sex with you now."

Fleur groaned loudly into Hope's mouth before breaking out of the succulent kiss. "Wait? What? Why not?"

"Not yet, ma belle fleur. Have some time to consider everything first before fully committing to us. Because as we both mentioned, we won't let you go." Hope released Fleur's arms and gripped Daphne around her waist, super speeding herself and her Mate away from the enticing bed.

"However, we can't hide in here all day. So we will see you later Fleur." Hope mentioned as she guided a flustered Daphne behind her.

"Bye Fleur." Daphne called out over her shoulder, "I sincerely hope that you decide to take a chance on us. Because I sure as hell hope this isn't the last time I kiss you."

Hope stopped just by the doorframe. "I agree with my Mate. You certainly bring something extra to the table, something that appeals to both of us."

Hope smiled back at the Veela who pushed herself up to a sitting position on the edge of the bed with a glare on her face. "Try not to take too long to make a choice. I think Daph was seconds away from stripping you naked and feasting on your naked skin, and trust me with her Ice Magic, she'll have you begging within minutes."

Fleur's eyes widened as her earlier anger from the two girls abruptly leaving her unsatisfied left her as she swallowed deeply at the suggestive fantasy Hope vividly shared with her.

The silver-blonde girl almost missed the girls leaving the Room of Requirement, but Hope made another final request. "Oh! I also wasn't kidding about unlocking your magic. Can you meet us in the Charms classroom after dinner tonight?"

"Are you sure that's smart? Once the Daily Prophet comes out today, you'll be swamped by Ministry officials and students." Fleur remarked as she stood up trying to force herself to calm down.

Hope shrugged and walked out, Daphne watched Hope leave and rolled her eyes. "I swear, one day, I'll get her to explain her plans in full."

Fleur looked past Daphne and watched as Hope turned around a corner with a skip in her step. "I have a feeling that is going to be difficult."

"Yep. However it's either got more difficult with Freya's arrival or easier." Daphne met Fleur's silver orbs, "I still don't know."

"Good luck… And try not to die." Fleur cautiously mentioned.

Daphne regarded Fleur with a look and laughed when she realised, "You're frightened of Freya."

"Aren't you?" The Veela replied with a raise of her eyebrow.

Daphne shifted her eyes to the ground. "Strangely enough, I'm afraid of what Freya is capable of. But I'm not afraid of her hurting me or even you. I'm afraid that if someone pisses her off or attempts to attack her family that she's created here, she's going to kill that person without remorse."

"You don't think she'll hurt me?" Fleur asked in curiosity.

The blonde girl shook her head. "No. Or at least she won't, so long as you don't betray Hope you'll be fine."

Daphne turned to face Fleur before explaining, "Hope shared all her memories with Freya while she's been here. So Freya knows that Hope cares about you. You're safe."

Fleur let out a breath that she didn't know she was even holding, she looked back up and noticed Daphne had also left the Room of Requirement.

As Hope entered the Great Hall she almost walked straight back out when she noticed everyone staring at her with looks of shock, amazement, disbelief, fear, anger and exploitation.

Hope closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath to collect herself, straightened her back, then finally opened her eyes and walked to the end of the Slytherin table.

She ignored the shouts for her to stop, to explain her actions, to sit beside them or telling her to remove the wards, magical birds and Freya from the castle immediately.

Hope shook her head as she walked halfway down the aisle, before internally stating 'Fuck it." She stopped holding back. Hope released the restrictions she placed on her magic and let out a relieved sigh.

Every single person in the Great Hall released a shuddering breath of air as they felt a powerful but strangely familiar sensation of being suffocated by the overwhelming and oppressive magic that was being exterting by Hope.

A smirk made its way onto Hope's face as she sat down at the table and flexed her magic at the nearby Slytherin students and they all shuffled further down the long table, trying to get as far away from the dangerous sensation of magic.

Freya walked into the Great Hall maybe a minute after Hope arrived and noticed how silent the room was before noticing that her niece was no longer concealing her magic from the masses. Freya made her way down to the head of the Great Hall and sat opposite her niece with a raised eyebrow.

"What? They were annoying me with their staring and not so quiet whispers." Hope defended herself in Norwegian.

Freya sighed, "You know that you can't let them get to you. Just ignore them, little one."

"Yeah, yeah." Hope replied with an unconvincing sigh before murmuring, "And I was having such a good day."

The newly immortal witch groaned at the thought of what her niece was doing earlier today before rolling her eyes at her copper haired niece. "They are going to have questions for us, Hope."

"You would think so, wouldn't you?" Hope cheekily replied before informing her aunt, "I wrote to Ragnok last night. I gave him an explanation of the two of us and a little background info, our family and what became of them. I also added in why I'm the Head of House and not you, as well as the reason why I haven't made any public appearances."

"Covering your bases then?" Freya asked with a knowing grin.

Hope returns a matching grin to the ancient witch. "Always. I wonder who I learned that from?" The coppery auburn haired girl sarcastically asks with a cheeky smile.

Freya gave a cheerful laugh at how carefree her niece was being as Hope's attention was drawn to the entrance of the Great Hall.

The elder Mikaelson watched as Daphne entered the room and swapped into Norwegian, so she could either embarrass or tease her niece. "You are sooo whipped! I'm more surprised that no one has figured out you two are together."

Hope gave her aunt a playful glare but somehow managed to keep her composure. Freya then noticed another hint of her niece's residual magic signature coming from somewhere else other than Daphne before her eyes landed on Fleur and her eyes started to bulge as she turned back to face Hope.

Hope noticed that her aunt was distracted by something, but when she saw her gaze land on Fleur, she began to flush red and looked down.

"Oh! Now I see why you had such a good morning!" Freya smirked at her niece and Hope banged her head against the table loudly.

"I hate you." Hope whined at her aunt with a pout.

Freya laughed at her niece's childish behaviour. "Aw, my poor little jailbird. Can't take a bit of teasing? Just wait until we get back home and Kol gets ahold of you."

Fleur finally made it to the end of the Slytherin table and took a shaky breath at the feeling of magic surrounding her, the Veela made eye contact with the older witch as she was speaking in another language to Hope and Freya motioned for the other girl to take a seat.

Hope's eyes widened in shock at her aunt's words as she sat up straight, looking directly into Freya's light green eyes.

"Dear God! That's going to be horrible!" Hope worryingly told her aunt as the eldest Mikaelson laughed jovially at her niece.

"What's wrong?" Fleur asked curiously.

Hope glanced at Freya with a slight glare before resting her chin on crossed arms. "Aunt Freya's being mean to me."

Freya scoffed in disagreement. "No. I'm just telling you my dear niece, that you are going to have a fantastic time explaining some of your relationships to your family."

"I can't wait." Hope replied tonelessly before she realised, "Actually… I have some time to plan how I'm going to tell them… I'll work on that later."

There was a disbelieving shake of Freya's head as she groaned. "You're deflecting Hope."

"No I'm not! I've got time… Uh-oh…" Hope stopped as she recalled something vital, smoothly transitioning back into Norwegian instead of French as she could see the Beauxbatons students trying to listen in.

"I just realised… We're going to have some trouble when we return to our universe. When someone goes into Malivore, the pit collectively wipes all the memories of that person. Noone is going to remember us." Hope explained to her aunt and the older woman became distraught at the news.

"Fucking hell." Freya muttered under her breath, "I didn't think of that. How does that work for us though?" Freya asked her niece after erecting a powerful but short-ranged privacy spell around the end of the table.

"You went through first. But the effects don't work on me. Since you weren't 'around' when I went in, it didn't affect you. You were 'too far' away." Hope replied but she emphasized a few words as she was speaking, trying to discreetly tell her aunt that Malivore didn't wipe her memories of Hope because she wasn't in the same universe as Malivore when Hope went through.

Freya blinked as she thought through the events. "Huh… You know, that actually makes sense."

Fleur just tossed her arms up cluelessly. "Uh, not to me. What just happened?"

The Mikaelson girls shared a look but remained silent as they turned their gaze to the silver-blonde girl, waiting for her to make the connection. Fleur felt small between the two overwhelming women as she ignored the instinct to hide in a ball at the dominating power around her.

The Veela was going to apologise for interfering but before she did, she realised that they would probably speak in English if they wanted her to know but then again they would only speak in another language if they were purposely trying to hide something and the only thing that made sense was something from their universe.

Fleur let out a, "Oh." Noise as she made that realisation before she stared off in Daphne's direction with an exasperated expression. The blonde just smirked knowingly at the Veela for a moment until an ice cold mask replaced her carefree expression as she watched Dumbledore and Snape approach the Mikaelson women.

Hope felt the two men as they walked over to her and she sighed softly before shifting in her seat so she was facing the Headmaster and Slytherin Head of House. Freya sighed as she removed her privacy spell before the two faculty members could find out that either Mikaelson could utterly block all forms of eavesdropping.

"Miss Mikaelson." The elderly wizard started but Freya loudly cleared her throat as she glared at the man.

"It's Lady Emrys, Albus. For the love of God, it's literally in the Daily Prophet, on the front page, in giant letters." Freya corrected him as she snapped her fingers and summoned a nearby newspaper into her hand, unfolding it and presenting it to the Headmaster.

"Now that my niece has announced herself as Lady Emrys, you are required to give her the respect of the position as the Head of a Legendary House. Use it, until she gives you permission to use another name!" Freya snapped at the daft wizard who has a vendetta against her family.

Snape sneered at the Heir Emrys but held his tongue in the front of the powerful woman to avoid any potential Wizarding Duels that the woman would enforce. Dumbledore gave a gritted smile as he regarded the dark blonde witch.

Hope had a partial smile on her face at her aunt's interference before she collected herself, "What do you wish to speak about, Headmaster?"

The white haired wizard subconsciously twitched at the cool greeting from the young girl.

"Well, Mis---" Dumbledore abruptly cleared his throat as he saw the threatening glare from the immortal witch and grudgingly corrected himself, "Lady Emrys. You ignored my request yesterday to remove all the additions that you have forcibly included, without permission, I will add."

Lady Emrys placed her hands on the table with her fingers interlaced in front of her as if she was sitting in an office.

"Headmaster. You should re-read the Hogwarts Charter when you get the opportunity. When I became the Slytherin Protector on my first night here, Salazar Slytherin had formally requested me to fix the Wardstone for his house. Which I did as quickly as possible and since it was a request from a Founder, no Headmaster has the power to remove such a claim. So that answers your query about the Wardstone. As for my birds, Myrddin and Alexandria." There were two resounding thrills from the sky as they both answered their familiar.

Hope looked up to the banisters for a moment as she located the invisible birds, Hope brought her attention back to the old wizard. "As you know well, you can not ban a Phoenix or Thunderbird from the premises, Headmaster, otherwise your own Phoenix would be thrown out as well. But the main reason you can't lock them out of the castle is simply because their flame or lightning travel can bypass any ward. Also it is illegal to stop a bonded familiar from staying in contact with their person, since it can cause many forms of sicknesses to form."

"As for Aunt Freya…" Hope trailed off, allowing her aunt to finish off the statement.

"I already explained on my first night here, why I'm here and why you can't kick me out." Freya stood up so she could lean up to whisper into Dumbledore's ear and erected a privacy barrier between the two of them.

All the blood in Dumbledore's face vanished and he paled dramatically before shakingly moving away with a fearful expression on his face as he walked away.

Hope's brow furrowed as she watched Dumbledore stumble away in horrification. "What on Earth did you say to him?"

Freya smirked at her niece for a second before turning around to face the rest of the crowd with an evil smirk on her face. There was an echoing gulp that sounded in the Great Hall and practically everyone stood up, running out of the room in a hurried frenzy.

There were only a select few students remaining in the Great Hall and they all had connections to Hope from their time together over the years. Daphne and Astoria remained behind, as they held the belief that if they left it would draw attention to themselves considering all the other Heirs of the Most Ancient and Noble Houses remained behind.

The Greengrass' made their way down to the end of the Slytherin table, they were being followed by Susan Bones with Hannah trailing behind her friend in silence. Harry convinced Hermione to stay with him, which she begrudgingly agreed and followed her friend to the conundrum at the end of the green and silver table. Neville was also walking beside Harry cautiously as he gave wary glances to Heir Emrys.

As they all made their way down Hope tilted her head and regarded them with a kind smile and snapped her fingers to erect a powerful privacy ward around the lot of them. "You know that you can relax around me right? Everyone here I trust and I have no problems with any of your families."

Hope gestured for them to take a seat. "Have a seat if you like. And unlike Dumbledore or Snape, all of you can call me Hope. I really don't want to do the whole high and mighty routine due to the political houses. So can we just ignore it?"

Neville and Susan looked flabbergasted at the request but Harry shrugged as he sat beside Freya.

"I have no issue with that," Harry offered a friendly hand to the older woman, "Hi there! I'm Harry Potter! It's nice to finally meet you face-to-face."

Freya looked down to the hand in shock before schooling her features and offering her own hand to shake the young man's outstretched hand. "It's nice to meet you too, Harry. My niece has told me wonderful things about you and your friend, Hermione. I'm Freya Mikaelson."

Freya smiled at the Gryffindor boy before looking over his shoulder to catch Hermione's gaze, "How are you feeling, Miss Granger?"

Hermione looked down in shame for a moment before reply clearly. "Better now, Heir Emrys. Thank you for helping me."

"Of course, it was my pleasure and please call me Freya. You don't need to use the title in private or with friends." Freya replied with a smile.

Hermione took notice of the people around her and her eyes stayed on the other two Slytherins at the table for a moment before something Hope mentioned in 2nd or 3rd year occurred to her. Neither of these two girls have ever done anything to harm her, she took a quick glance at Harry and saw the ease at which he sat with this group of people and chose to trust him.

Hermione took a seat next to Harry. "I think I'd like to work on being friends with some of you." As she looked towards the Greengrass' with a hopeful look.

Daphne gave the Gryffindor girl a smile before replying, "I think I can work on that, if you'd like? I've already talked to Harry earlier today and I think we are willing to give it a go."

Harry scoffed playfully. "You mean we will try until Hope shows up to mellow us both out around one another due to the rivalry between Gryffindors and Slytherins. Then she'll just glare at us for a moment until we find something to talk about like earlier?"

Hope pouted. "I don't always glare at people to make them do what I want… Besides with how quickly everyone left the Hall. I wonder where I learned that skill from?"

Freya laughed as she poked at Hope's arm. "Hey! Don't go blaming everything on me. I'm fairly certain it was a joint effort teaching you that glare. It's a Mikaelson trait. I think even Hayley had mastered that glare by the time I arrived in New Orleans. So your father probably had more to do with that than me."

Hope was smiling as she chuckled to herself. "Yeah. You're probably right! Dad had a menacing glare that 'lesser men' feared."

Freya scoffed lightly. "That sounds like him."

Hope gazed up to meet Susan and Neville's eyes with a smile. "Nev and Sue. You are two of my closest friends. I hope you know that… I wasn't hiding my Head of House status to hurt or fool either of you."

Hope looked over to Fleur for a moment before turning back to them. "I hid my Legendary status because I didn't know anything about the political laws. I mean really. I was 12 years old when I found out I was a descendant of Merlin! I wasn't ready to be thrusted into the spotlight, to make decisions that I wouldn't truly understand until I was older. So I had King Ragnok teach me how to be self-reliant and assertive with how to conduct my agendas while improving society."

"I know that this could be seen as a betrayal for not believing that I trusted you enough with my secret, but that's not the case. I honestly just wanted to be normal for like a year. No matter where I went, I was always an outcast. Having you guys as my friends has been one of the memories that I will cherish. I just hope that you would still be willing to work with me to make the Wizarding World something to be proud of." Hope tried to explain to the red-head girl and tall brunette boy.

Neville and Susan shared a look with Hannah, but none of them looked upset, just confused.

The Tribrid looked at her aunt for help but her aunt nodded her head towards the three students behind her, telling her to keep going.

"Remind them who you are." Freya muttered under her breath, enough for a wolf to hear but not loud enough for the two Gryffindors beside her to hear.

Hope took a short breath before recalling memories. "Nev. I'm still the same person who has always moved to help you, no matter who is trying to bully you, whether it's Slytherins, Snape or the older years. I've always wanted to help you because you are kind and genuine. You care about your friends so much that you are willing to stand in front of them, to protect them because you are brave and so very loyal, Nev. You are an amazing friend to have and I couldn't be more proud to have you as my friend."

Neville smiled slowly at the description Hope gave of himself as a tear started to fall down his cheek, he lifted a hand to brush it away as he nodded to Hope. "I'm glad to be your friend as well, Hope."

Hope gave a genuine grin before turning to Susan and Hannah. "Sue and Hann. You two are the first people that invited me to work with them in Herbology because I looked like an outcast and I've never been able to shake either of you since then, because you cared about me when no one else did. So thank you. You gave me something to look forward to throughout the week and calmed me down so the wards from Slytherin wouldn't activate on me each time I wanted to kick one of our housemates' asses."

"Amen to that." Daphne murmured with a groan causing her sister to giggle beside her and cracked a smile on the surrounding faces.

"You both helped me keep my sanity. Hannah, you are a wonderful person and helped keep me level-headed. Susan… We share a similar past." Hope glanced over at Harry for a second and when their eyes met, Hope saw the anger behind those emerald orbs.

Hope swallowed silently as she turned her head back to Susan. "The people we love are gone and all we want is vengeance for our family. But we bury those urges, save them for a rainy day and unleash a thunderstorm unlike the world has ever seen. I'll admit, when I heard the names of the people I killed during the Quidditch World Cup. I was both thankful and guilty when I saw the name Avery… I'm certainly not sorry I killed him, but I'm sorry, I took that away from you and Amelia."

"Hope." Susan breathed out with a sombre tone as she looked at the copper haired girl. "I don't blame you for Avery Jr. My aunt and I want to thank you and offer a favour from the House of Bones, but your aunt met up with mine over the past week and called in the favour for Sirius Black. My aunt filled me in. You don't think he's guilty?"

Harry's eyes widened in shock as he looked between Hope and Susan with hope in his eyes, Daphne smirked off to the side and Neville gasped softly before adding, "That's the same thing Gran told me. A favour, Heir Emrys called in with my family, Gran had also offered a favour to Lady Emrys for the death of Avery Jr. Aunt Amy and Gran have been close friends since the end of the First Wizarding War." Neville explained to the group.

Harry and Hermione both looked over Hope with unbridled joy in their eyes, Hermione's joy came from knowing that if Sirius was exonerated then Harry would never have to go back to his horrible relatives.

"Did you do this for me?" Harry asked with watery eyes.

Hope looked at Harry with one of the softest looks they have ever seen on Hope's face. "Mostly… Yes. I will admit that I am hoping that I could also get his help with improving the magical world. But I would never coerce anyone into helping me. That would only bring the world under tyranny and that is something I wish to avoid at all costs."

Lady Emrys looked around the people around her. "Look around. Between us there is a Head of a Legendary House, as well as the Heir of that same House. There are technically 4 Heirs of Most Ancient and Noble Houses here and the Head of another Most Ancient and Noble House. And thanks to Fleur, she's the Heir to another Most Ancient and Noble House in France, that also not including that her father is also the French Deputy Minister and owes me a favour as well."

"Politically in Britain, we have enough votes to swing any vote in our direction if we all agree. This is something that could be very dangerous or if used right, we can change the world. I've listened to you Sue, how much you want the world to change, make it better. Neville, your Gran wants to make sure that there isn't another Wizarding War ever again. Especially during your lifetime. She cares about you so much Nev. She just has a hard time showing it. I already know Marcus wishes to help."

"Oh… He'll help." Freya murmured darkly.

Daphne and Astoria's eyes widened before Daphne adopted her ice mask. "Please tell me you didn't threaten my father."

"Dear God." Hope groaned in frustration.

The corner of Freya's mouth crooked up in a grin. "I told him not to betray my niece. I don't think that he will though. He was very loyal to you, Hope."

Hope cleared her throat. "Well… That's good to hear." Before she looked over awkwardly to her Mate and mouthed an apology.

Daphne sighed and shook her head lightly in exasperation. Hope let out a grateful sigh as she realised her girlfriend wasn't pissed off with her before turning her attention to Harry.

"Then you have me. The Head of House Potter and the possible Heir to the House of Black. I can take my seat back from Dumbledore and actually use it properly, how my parents wanted to use it." Harry informed them.

Hope tilted her head curiously at Harry while Susan, Neville and Hannah were shocked to learn about Harry's inheritance. "Your parents' will?" Hope asked softly.

"Yeah… Oh! I have a copy of my parent's will here. Should I give it to Sue to give to her aunt? It shows that Sirius is my sworn Godfather." Harry realised suddenly, looking at Hope for confirmation.

"What?" Came the disbelieving voices of Neville, Susan and Hannah as they understood what it meant for someone to be a sworn Godparent.

Susan looked over in Daphne's direction and noticed that the other girl wasn't surprised by the information she heard. "Daph? You knew?"

Daphne looked over to the others still standing and replied in the affirmative. "Yeah. Hope told me a while ago. It pissed me off and she told my father who was equally pissed."

Hermione just had a random thought pop into her head during all this political talk, she remembered Hope mentioned something and her curiosity got the better of her. "Sorry to interrupt, but something just occurred to me."

Everyone looked over to Hermione with inquisitive eyes. "Uh, this doesn't have anything to do with Sirius being innocent but Hope?" An answering hum came from Hope's throat as she gave Hermione her attention, "You mentioned earlier that Susan and Hannah calmed you down so the Slytherin wards wouldn't affect you. Are you saying that those wards work on everyone?"

"Not everyone. Just every Slytherin." Daphne answered with a shrug.

Hope tapped on the table with her fingers for a bit. "When I changed the Wardstone I made it so it would activate any time a Slytherin student wished to harm someone and had the desire to follow through. There is a secondary ward in place that also works on intent but it has a different punishment… Let's just say these students deserve it."

"What do you mean? I haven't seen a second punishment being activated." Neville remarked.

Freya scrunched up her nose. "That's because Hope is trying not to mention that there was rape in the Slytherin common room before she arrived. Against the 3rd years and above. The older students would break down any wards cast by the younger student, strip them of their wand, then their clothes and rape them. Sometimes they worked in groups, gangbangs, if you will."

The students that were aware of the rape scrunched their faces up in disgust whereas the others were shocked into silence as they listened to Freya.

"Hope made a second ward that scanned the Slytherin students minds and if the thought of rape cross their mind the ward latched onto them until that person decide if they were going to follow through, whether it be physically or mentally. When the ward activates, these students walk back to their own rooms, push their roommate out if they are there, they lay in their bed as the ward freezes them to the bed, seals their mouth and enters their minds. The ward located the rape scenario the student made up and uses their own fantasy to rape them, generally using a person their either feared or respected. After an hour they are released from the ward but the ward compels them not to speak about what they experienced, just like the girls that were raped before Hope came here."

Daphne, Hope and Astoria shared a look and remained completely silent as the other digested what they heard.

"What the fuck?" Harry muttered in anger, his own magic flaring slightly causing visible waves to vibrate off him.

"I know it seems bad. But the ward doesn't attack students wanting to have sex or sex dreams. The ward has an ill-intent ward woven into the main ward, so it only activates on those wishing to rape someone." Hope tried to explain but couldn't really put it into words that would entirely justify herself.

"I don't know whether to be horrified or impressed." Neville mentions sourly.

"Reassured." Fleur answered as she looked off in the distance, remembering her own almost rape.

Hope placed a hand on Fleur's far shoulder and pulled the taller girl into a hug while murmuring quietly in her ear.

Somehow the connection hits home with all of the people around the table as they watch the interaction between the two girls. Everyone had an angry expression on their face as they looked at Fleur, knowing that someone, somewhen tried to rape her and they no longer felt sorry for anyone who chose to be a rapist.