A Hope through time

Hope sat alone in one of the train compartments on the red steam engine, travelling across the United Kingdom's Highlands heading into Scotland. She watched as the dark clouds above her stretched over hills, mountains and fields through the windows covered in water droplets.

The glass frosted over and Hope's breath became visible. "So it begins. Fucking Dementors."

A pearl white Thestral appeared in front of Hope without the young Lady of the Legendary House needing to pull out her wand or call out the spell.

"Well… Isn't that interesting? Go. Protect the younger students." The Tribrid ordered her Patronus.

The Thestral hummed with a high pitch as it phased through the door to follow Hope's orders. Hope was about to find Daphne to keep her safe but she felt her Mate use her own Patronus charm as Hope opened her compartment door, a solid white fox ran past Hope.

The pearly white fox paused for a second to wink at Hope before rushing off again towards the younger years.

"Subtle Daph." Hope murmured as she made her way down the train towards Harry.

As the wolf girl passed a trolley with sweets on it, she placed a dozen or so Galleons on the trolley and took a few bars of chocolate.

Hope was snapping bits of chocolate off the bars to give to the students affected by the Dementors. By this stage, the Dementors fled the train from the combined Patroni of Lupin, Daphne and Hope, forcing too much light and love for the Dementors to fight against.

Professor Lupin came from the next carriage holding some chocolate about to hand some out to the students here but was surprised as a Slytherin student had already cleared this carriage by handing out some chocolate of her own.

As Lupin stared at Hope, Daphne had poked her head out of her compartment with her friends, taking in the scene.

Hope pulled one of the full bars of chocolate from the pile in her hands and handed it to Daphne. "Here, take this and share it with the people in your compartment. It will negate the effects from the Dementors."

Daphne extended her hand and took the bar from Hope with her 'Ice Mask' on her lowest setting.

"Thanks." The blonde replied quietly as she closed the door again.

Lupin looked stunned. Hope rolled her eyes at him.

"What? Didn't expect kindness from a Slytherin?" Hope remarked with snark engraved in her tone before heading back to the compartment with Susan, Hannah and Neville in it as she couldn't make it past Lupin to see Harry.

Hope shared the rest of the sweets with her friends as the train started moving again. Hannah was the first to notice something was different about their Slytherin friend. "Is that a ring?"

The other occupants looked at Hope's left hand and saw the aforementioned ring on her ring finger.

Hope smiled with such unbridled joy which no one in the cabin has ever seen from the Muggleborn girl before.

"Yes. It's a promise ring slash engagement ring." Hope paused for a second as she pretended to think about something.

"I think you guys would call it a betrothal ring?" Hope asked in feigned confusion.

"Uh. Yeah. Who's the lucky guy?" Neville asked almost shyly.

"Sorry Nev. I like my secrets. I won't say, not until we are both ready." The Tribrid answered with a large grin.

"Nothing? Not even a hint?" The red haired girl asked in curiosity.

"My lips are sealed Susan." Hope replied cheerily as she fiddled the engagement ring on her finger.

The group of 4 spent the rest of the train trip discussing their new classes and the results from the end of year exams, to which Hope stayed remarkably quiet and was ever so thankful when the train came to a stop as she didn't want to brag about her scores.

Hope hopped out of the train and walked towards the carriages, as she walked past the front of the carriage she held her hand out as she stroked the neck of the Thestral closest to her in gratitude. The Thestral hummed loudly as it trotted in place before bowing it head at her. Hope patted along its back as she made her way slowly to the carriage door.

This action caused Hope to receive many confused looks from the student body as well as some sympathetic ones from a couple of the teachers who were providing supervision but Hope ignored them and hopped into the carriage before anyone else got in.

Hope murmured to Myrddin and Alexandria reminding them to keep an eye out for Luna, Astoria and Daphne this year. Hope had already gone through the details with Myrddin about protecting Luna. When Luna is in public Myrddin will be perched on Luna or watching over her from a vantage point. Since Myrddin won't always be with Luna, when he returns to Hope she'll reapply a cloaking spell that will wear off when he flame travels.

Sadly, during the Sorting Hope couldn't applaud Astoria as she was sorted into Slytherin as she stayed silent during all sortings to avoid any targets being placed onto the younger students. Not even 5 minutes into the welcoming feast Hope silently groaned as she saw a trio of 3 Ravenclaw girls Mandy, Isobel and Lisa start to bully Luna with minor hexes.

Myrddin let out a full bodied sigh as he flew off Hope's right shoulder into the high-rise before flaming off and reappearing above the Ravenclaw table. Myrddin let out a screech as his fiery wings flapped in the air allowing him to hover above Luna.

The entire student population dropped to dead silence as they stared in awe at the midnight coloured Phoenix both glittering like a rainbow and a piece of burning coal. He looked majestic as he flew down to perch himself on Luna's shoulder, shooting a piercing glare at the Ravenclaw students and a look over his shoulder to the Slytherins as his gaze could freeze death himself.

The Slytherins swallowed loudly and tore their eyes from the legendary bird as they looked anywhere else in fear, Daphne hid a smirk behind her hand as she glanced mischievously at Hope for a second. Hope felt the amusement coming from Daphne and turned to face her Mate.

The 2 young girls shared a smile for a moment, unseen by the school.

Myrddin thrilled happily from Luna's shoulder rubbing his feathered face against Luna's cheek making her giggle as she lifted a hand to pat the bird.

Hope decided to take a glance at the Professors table. All the Professors are stunned, some in disbelief like Snape, McGonnagall, Lupin, Vector as well as Hagrid and Filch. Whereas others were filled with relief at the appearance of the Phoenix, these include Babbling, Flitwick, Sprout, Sinistra and surprisingly Trelawney.

Dumbledore however, he was gobsmacked at the sight of the black Phoenix. Myrddin being the smug little shit he is, looked Dumbledore in the eye, daring him to make a move against him.

The Headmaster either ignored the look from the Phoenix or accepted Myrddin's unspoken challenge. Dumbledore cleared his throat loudly drawing the school's attention.

"Miss Lovegood? May I ask, how did you become bonded to this Phoenix?" He asks with a passionate grandfatherly voice with a hint of fear hidden in his tone.

Luna kept patting the Phoenix as she replied with a dreamy smile. "I'm afraid you are mistaken, Headmaster."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrow over his half-moon glasses as he requested the young Ravenclaw to continue with a look. "This Phoenix is not mine. However I know his name is Myrddin and he is Lady Emrys' Phoenix."

Low murmurs sounded out through the Great Hall, echoing through the room, even the Professor's were gossiping to one another. Snape actually looked nervous but Dumbledore went pale as dread flowed through him.

"Well isn't that interesting. Perhaps you could send him away?" The Headmaster suggested with a hopeful voice.

The Slytherin and Ravenclaws looked gleeful at this idea and smirked to one another. Myrddin rolled his onyx eyes at the idiots.

Luna sighed in disappointment. "I'm sorry. I'm afraid I can't, Headmaster. Myrddin only listens to Lady Emrys."

"How is it you came under the protection of Lady Emrys?" Dumbledore questioned with a demanding stare.

"Through letters. Sir." Luna answered honestly.

"She's taken an interest in Hogwarts. She's heard stories and rumours about what had happened within the walls of the Slytherin common room before she had stepped in as Protector of Slytherin House. She's also heard about the outright bullying happening all throughout the school. It appears that Myrddin is her latest attempt to cull the wrong-doings happening at Hogwarts." She explained in an inquisitive tone.

Dumbledore muttered something under his breath as he motioned with his fingers for the students to continue chatting and eating for the feast.

The feast continued with a couple of complications as Mandy, Isobel and Lisa tried to cast some spells at Luna even with Myrddin on her shoulder. He squawked angrily as he flared his fire, cancelling out the spells. The onyx Phoenix waved his wings in frantic motions as he glared at the 3 girls encasing the tips of his feathers in fire.

The girls gulped and scooted further away from Luna, avoiding eye contact with both the airy blonde haired girl and the black Phoenix in fear.

The other Houses watched the events play out in utter fascination, the entire House of Ravenclaw were sneering openly towards Luna but that stopped quickly as Myrddin hopped off Luna's shoulder and onto the table.

The air surrounding the midnight Phoenix started to shimmer around him as Myrddin threatened to burst into flames on the table and screeched out in resolution. The heat created a mirage around Myrddin as an intense heat shot out from Myrddin, scaring the Ravenclaw students into submission.

Hope scoffed in amusement. 'You're enjoying this aren't you?'

'Immensely.' Myrddin answered in a deadpan.

Hope had grudgingly got out of bed to get ready for her first school day for 3rd year. The Tribrid was frustrated because she wasn't able to see her Mate and had to make due by playing with the 2 rings on her left hand. Her engagement ring and the Greengrass Consort ring. These were her safety blankets for now, since she can't sleep in the same bed as Daphne while at school.

Hope felt her Mate's Magical Signature nearby, the universal-traveller caught Daphne's eye as she entered the Great Hall and shared a smile as Hope's Wolf and Vampire settled down at the sight of her Mate. Hope sighed, turning her head back to her breakfast, some fruits, eggs and bacon.

Myrddin made a dramatic entrance as always, flying above Luna's head feathers alight in embers, looking like an avenging angel. The students and faculty watch the scene play out as the flaming bird makes his way down the aisles in intrigue and amazement, still not believing that a Phoenix is hanging around the school.

Hope rolled her eyes slightly before glancing up to see Snape standing above her with his signature sneer.

"Mikaelson." He slammed the timetable down on the Slytherin dining table in front of her before walking off with a swoosh of his cloak.

Hope waved her hand cancelling out any enchantments on the timetable before picking it up and reading it thoughtfully:

7:30am-8:30am: Breakfast.

9am-9:50am: Arithmancy.

10am-10:50am: Potions w/Gryff.

11am-11:50am: Defence Against the Dark Arts w/Gryff.

12pm-1pm: Lunch.

1pm-1:50pm: Study.

2pm-3:50pm: Ancient Runes.

4pm-4:50pm: Herbology w/Raven.

5pm-5:50pm: Charms w/Huff.

6pm-6:50pm: Study

7pm-8:30pm: Dinner.

9:30pm-10:20pm: Astronomy.

"Hmm… That looks like a very interesting start to the day." Hope murmured to herself as her brain sorted through the timetable looking for patterns.

The Tribrid was able to drop Flying class to her greatest delight and she only had one Astronomy class through the week which caused her to smile. Her two electives, Arithmancy and Ancient Runes, were with the entire year, with the students who chose these classes for their electives. The electives each have 5 hours throughout the week.

She mentally groaned as she read History of Magic in her timetable, fighting her annoyance at the ghost who teaches the class. She groaned aloud as she saw that there were now 4 hours through the week instead of 3. Hope was slightly surprised as she read her core subject had dropped down to only 3 hours instead of the 5 she had in 1st year and the 4 hours in 2nd year.

Hope smirked as she realised she would only have to deal with Lupin and Snape for 3 hours each per week.

She went through the list again learning which Houses she would have her classes with. For classes with all Houses were Astronomy, Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. With Gryffindors she had Potions of course, along with History of Magic and Defence Against the Dark Arts. She had Charms and Transfiguration with the Badgers and with Ravenclaw she only had Herbology with them.

The time-traveller counted up the hours of school work she had through the week, adding it up to 30 hours. Hope hummed in acceptance, partially wishing she had something else to occupy her time.

The coppery auburn haired girl packed up her books and picked up her timetable before shoving it into her pocket.

Hope stood up, exiting the Great Hall with her head downcast. Hope heard a thunk come from behind her and she rolled her eyes, recognising the sound of a student falling to the ground in pain from the Slytherin Wardstone. Myrddin thrilled loudly in amusement as the Slytherin student fell to the ground.

Arithmancy was actually intriguing to Hope.

There were only 17 students in the class, the majority of the students were in Ravenclaw and Slytherin. There were 2 yellow-trimmed students in the class and Hermione was the only Gryffindor in the class. Hope had created a mental link between herself and Daphne which she uses on occasion to talk to her during the class when she is bored.

This elective was the first class that gave her a challenge and some actual homework to do. Hope answered the questions Professor Vector had asked about spell creation, leaving out the knowledge she had from her own universe and the spells she had created herself.

Vector was impressed with her new 3rd year students. Hope studied the elderly woman as she asked her questions to her students. Hope figured out that she was 1 out of 5 students in the class that the Professor considered a favourite on the first day. The others were Daphne, Hermione, Su and Padma. Hope imagined that this didn't surprise any of her other classmates, since these favourites were the top 5 students in the year.

Hope's left eye twitched as she went from Potions straight to DADA mentally banging her head against a wall. Snape with his constant glaring and Lupin's overbearing watchful eye on her every move.

Hope would have generally cursed the two Professor's that were grating on her nerves but Daphne noticed this and started speaking in her mind telling her to calm down.

Thankfully this helped Hope relax and she thanked Daphne repeatedly.

After lunch she had her first lesson with Professor Babbling. They were studying Viking Runes. Hope smirked as she zoomed ahead of the class leaving the others in the dust. Her family had taught her all about Viking Symbols, Runes and the language, mainly Norwegian, since they were born during the Viking era.

Once she was done, Hope doodled on her page, drawing the Viking Symbols for Witch, Werewolf, Vampire, Hybrid and Tribrid.

When Hope drew the last symbol, Babbling stood over Hope's shoulder reading the symbols. Her eyes widened and Hope sighed quietly as she glamoured her symbols.

The Tribrid muttered under her breath, so only Vampires or someone with supernatural hearing could even hear. "Sheda, relax. I'm being discreet and everyone else is busy."

Bathsheda murmured under breath in annoyance. "Yeah. You're being as discreet as Snape is when he hides his hate of you and Harry."

Hope groaned quietly. "That's cold, Sheda."

Babbling gave Hope additional homework since she finished so early and knew the language so well, she got Hope to translate some manuscripts laying around. Hope didn't say a word and just did as told.

The Mikealson Heir printed the translations onto parchments as Hope did this for Sheda when they met up through her 1st and 2nd years.

Hope was still frustrated as she won't be able to make etchings into chalks until after Yule and not able to make actual runestones until 4th year kinda pissed her off. Considering that Babbling will most likely teach this after the Yule Ball and Hope would be busy with the Tri-Wizard Tournament at this time.

Daphne grew curious about the interaction between Hope and Professor Babbling. Hope entered the mental link with Daphne, informing her Mate of her relation with Sheda. Daphne took the news of Sheda's Vampirism quite well, considering that Daphne was able to keep her stoic 'Ice Queen' mask on without any changes in facial expressions during the class.

Later in the week Hope had the DADA lesson with the Boggart. She groaned as she thought of how to handle the situation without needing to face her fear as she didn't know what would show up. Daphne sensed the torment coming from Hope and suggested she just magically shift the Boggart into anything she wanted.

Hope needed to pick something that wouldn't raise questions about her past so she questioned what she should be afraid of.

The Tribrid almost decided on the Necromancer, Malivore or the Hollow before she settled on the Arachne. It was gross and something she could legitimately be afraid of for the class. Damn she hated that ugly ass spider.

Hope watched as a varied amount of fears were shown to the entire student body and Hope once again thought just how stupid Wizards can be as some of the Purebloods fears were simple household items from the Muggle World like a toaster.

Hope went up and played her part. She forced the Boggart to change into the Arachne before quickly calling out 'Riddikulus' as the humanoid spider turned into a giant pretzel.

As Hope looked at the pretzel she made an unconscious comment. "You know, now I feel like having a beignet."

This comment caused many strange looks to cross the students faces, she looked around realising that she had said that aloud and moved to the rear of the line with a shrug.

Hope watched as Harry took on the Boggart, the jack-in-a-box clown bounced back and forth as it looked through Harry's memories. Figuring out which of Harry's fears to use.

The Boggart shifted it's form, swirling with grey and black tendrils rapidly as it took the form of a cloaked floating figure, Hope imagined this is what a Dementor looks like. It groaned loudly in despair as it floated towards Harry menacingly.

Professor Lupin jumped out in front of Harry with his arms outstretched. The Boggart/Dementor took in its new victim and shifted into a shimmering full moon, emerging from behind the clouds. Hope's Wolf sensed the appearance of Lupin's Wolf coming to the surface but she stayed oblivious to the struggles the Professor was feeling.

It sounded to Hope that Lupin had trouble pronouncing the spell but forced it out, Hope heard the subvocal growl come from the elderly Werewolf and narrowed her eyes at the older Wolf. Daphne's eyes had also focused her gaze on the DADA Professor in curiosity as she had heard the inaudible growl.

Hope informed her with their mental link that Daphne's Animagus form has given her traits from her animal forms such as enhanced hearing, quicker reflexes, enhanced vision from both forms. The tiger form also gave Daphne night-vision and a graceful stride, her wolf form allowed her to sense pack mentality and amplified her sense of smell, being able to smell certain emotions from the surrounding individuals.

The sound of a balloon deflating and flying around all around the room before Lupin forced the deflated balloon back into the wardrobe. Locking the wardrobe behind it. The cabinet started to rock back and forth ominously.

Lupin cleared his throat and announced the lesson was over, Harry slid next to Hope before they were dismissed and squeezed Hope's shoulder in comfort since she had to take on her own fear and deal with the Dementor/Boggart.

Hope placed her hand on top of Harry's for a moment and gave him a reassuring smile murmuring. "Thanks… For checking up on me."

Harry nodded with a small smile. "No worries. I'll talk to you later."

Lupin watched the interaction with a suspicious look as he didn't trust the Slytherin girl so close to his best friend's son. Another thing that was bothering the older man was the girl felt like she was powerful and it was affecting his animalistic side. His Wolf was continually wanting to bear his throat in submission to the copper haired Slytherin girl.

This frustrated the Werewolf to no end, so he set up little tests during his lessons. Using items with powerful odours to draw a reaction from the girl which had failed, he placed powdered silver on her desk but Hope always used a 'Scourgify' before she sat down.

Since the first Hogsmeade weekend wasn't until October Hope continued with her classes with a practised ease. All her Professor's with the exception of Snape were pleased with her work, even a highly suspicious Lupin was impressed by Hope's knowledge.

Just before the beginning of October, Professor Flitwick had requested Hope to stay behind for a moment before she went to dinner. The last person to leave the room was Susan who waited for Hope to give her some sort of sign before she left.

Hope nodded her head at the red haired girl. "Go ahead Susan. I'll join you at dinner."

Hope turned her head back to the Professor.

"Miss Bones? May you please shut the door behind you?" A squeaky voice requested.

Susan glanced at Hope who nodded at her friend telling her it was okay. "I'll be fine. I'll see you soon."

Susan gave a quick smile to the Slytherin girl before she shut the door quietly behind her as she left.

Hope moved away from the Half Goblin as she made her way back towards her desk. She was walking through the aisle in the middle of the room, void of any desks blocking the way. The hairs on the back of Hope's neck stood up at the threat of danger.

She felt a spell being cast at her back. Hope spun around quickly bringing up her left hand to swat the spell away from her as she flicked her wand into her right hand, levelling her wand at the Half Goblin Professor.

"What do you think you're doing?" Hope asked the Professor with a menacing voice.

Professor Flitwick however was ecstatic, laughing jovially as he praised her. "Excellent! Well done!"

Hope was highly confused and lowered her wand ever so slightly as her eyes narrowed at the Professor.

"What?" She asked in vague confusion.

Flitwick was still astounded at Hope's reaction time. "This is incredible! You were able to swat away my spell without even hearing or seeing the spell being cast! Not many wizards even know how to swat a spell and you did it wand-lessly! I knew you were holding back in class."

Hope stayed silent as she yelled angrily at herself for being caught and ground her teeth together in frustration.

Flitwick either didn't notice or just continued because he was too excited to stop. "I'll admit, I was slightly disappointed that you didn't even consider Duelling for an elective. But I would love to train you in Duelling."

Hope's eyebrows raised in surprise as strategies and contingencies shot through her mind at an extraordinary rate as she considered her options. "I would have picked Duelling but I was told you hadn't accepted any students into the Duelling elective in 25 years?"

"27 years… No one has been skilled enough to catch my attention in years. You are the first Witch or Wizard in decades I would be willing to take on as a protegee." Flitwick answered in awe as he stared at the girl.

Hope sighed as she came to a decision. She brought up her left hand and snapped her fingers, erecting a powerful privacy ward to the shock of the small Professor.

"There are some things I need to tell you, Warrior Flitwick." Hope spoke in perfect Gobbledegook to the stunned Professor.

"We'll need to speak to King Ragnok. Life's about to get complicated for you, Warrior Flitwick if you decide this is the course of action you wish to take with me."

The Goblin Professor stayed silent for a moment with a thoughtful look on his face. "You know King Ragnok… That's why you receive discreet owls from the Goblin Nation?"

Hope nodded her head in agreement, not even bothering to lie now that she has been called out. "Yes."

"But why?" The squeaky voice asked.

Hope raised her right hand, willing her Emrys ring to become visible.

The Goblins' jaw dropped in surprise at Hope's reveal. "Filius Flitwick. As the only member of a Legendary House activated, with my Proxy being King Ragnok, King of the Goblins and Blooded Warrior. You as a member of the Goblin Nation are required to speak to your King before you reveal any of this information to the rest of the Hogwarts faculty."

Flitwick shook his head as he regained his composure. "You don't want anyone knowing who you are?"

"No. I've hidden this for 2 years. I'm not ready to reveal myself yet. I'm still learning all the rules." Hope answered honestly.

"After you've spoken to King Ragnok and if you chose to hide my secret. I would be honoured to learn how to Duel." Hope paused as Flitwick nodded his head.

Hope continued, hoping to bargain with the Professor. "However I would have 2 conditions which I will inform King Ragnok of once we discuss the conditions."

Professor Flitwick hummed in thought. "What were you thinking, Miss Mikaelson?"

"One. Daphne Greengrass also becomes your protegee. I have trained her and she is ready for intensive training and duelling techniques. I have even got King Ragnok to agree to train Daphne for 1 week in the time-lapse room during the next Summer for Warrior training." Hope explained her first condition.

This surprised the Charms Professor quite a lot as he was about to question the Slytherin girl's motives as he knew Hope had no friends in Slytherin or so he thought.

Flitwick was about to ask Hope why Daphne Greengrass was so important to her, but Hope could recognise the look Flitwick was going to ask, Hope held up her left hand and revealed the Greengrass Consort ring. "Daphne is my wife, consort and Mate."

"M-Mate?" A stuttered pitch left the small Professor's voice.

Hope leaned up against the bannister separating the aisle from the desks as she sighed quietly. "Yes. Mate. King Ragnok will fill you in about that. I'll give him permission to tell you everything if you promise to keep my secrets."

"The second condition. No one can learn of my true potential. I'm willing to enter Duelling competitions but until I divulge my identity to the world I'll only be known as Hope Mikaelson. Basically I want to be treated as a normal girl. Not as Lady Emrys, Head of the Legendary House Emrys." Hope requested with a rueful expression.

Flitwick sighed begrudgingly as he understood Hope's reasoning. "Very well. I'll go to Gringotts over the weekend. I'll keep you and Daphne back after class on Tuesday next week and discuss details with you then."

"Wonderful." Hope started to walk out of the room before looking back, "Oh and two more things Professor. If you try to attack me behind my back again, I'll face you in a Wizard's Duel and since I'm from a Legendary House I call the stipulations of that Duel. For instance no wands, only swords."

The Charms Professor gulped in nervousness as if what Hope says is true, then Hope will most likely be an outstanding fighter. "The other is Professor Babbling knows about me. If you have questions ask King Ragnok or Sheda if you can't ask me."

The Half Goblin hummed in understanding as Hope paused at the door, willing her rings invisible again and opened the door. Hope snapped her fingers as she walked out the door cancelling her privacy charm.

A few days later came the first Hogsmeade weekend. Hope gave her permission slip to Professor McGonnagall before walking out of the Courtyard. She took the carriage down to Hogsmeade, spending an hour with her friends Susan, Hannah, Neville and Padma. She managed to tell them that she had plans and went behind a building casting her notice me not charm on herself before going to locate her Mate.

Hope located her in the Tomes and Scrolls bookstore with Tracey and Blaise close by but Hope noticed Nott spying on the group from a distance.

She walked up behind him and cast a sleeping spell from her universe "Ad somnum."

Nott's head banged on the table he was reading at, calling the attention of the 3 Slytherin students.

Hope waved at her Mate with a smirk. 'Ready for our date?'

Daphne grinned for a moment, smiling as she told Tracy and Blaise she needed to speak to some political allies for a while and that she would meet up with them back at the school since neither of the other 2 Slytherins could see Hope.

The tall blonde haired girl walked past Hope glancing at her with a smirk as Hope turned to follow her. The auburn haired girl glared at the boys that were staring at her Mate with lust in their eyes.

As they walked out of the bookstore, the two girls took a sharp turn so they could walk behind the shops, hiding them from sight. Once Hope scanned the area to make sure no one was following them, she extended her notice me not charm over Daphne's person and cast a privacy spell around them so the couple could talk in public without being heard or seen.

"Hello love." Hope smirked as she grabbed the lapels of Daphne's dark grey overcoat, playing with the lapels in amusement.

"Darling." Daphne remarked with a smirk as she brought her right hand up to cup Hope's face. "It's good to be able to speak to you. I missed you."

Hope scoffed lightly as she tightened her grip on Daphne's coat, pulling her Mate into a kiss as slid her arms around Daphne's neck.

The Greengrass Heiress moaned as Hope broke off the kiss after a few minutes.

"That was nice. Why did you stop?" The blonde girl breathlessly asked.

Hope hummed against her Mate's lips. "I was thinking of going somewhere else instead of staying in Hogsmeade… If that sounds good to you?"

Daphne laughed happily in disbelief. "Sure darling. Are you planning on getting Myrddin or Alexandria to take us there?"

Hope smirked at her Mate. "No."

Daphne cocked her head at the Tribrid in confusion. "Then how do you plan on taking us somewhere else? Unless…"

Daphne locks eyes with Hope's mischievous sea-blue orbs and the blonde sighed heavily. "You know how to apparate. Don't you?"

Hope played with the hairs on the back of Daphne's neck causing the girl to shudder in pleasure, Hope lightly grazed the side of Daphne's neck with her lips and teeth just below her ear. "Of course I can love."

Daphne's head fell back as a groan rumbled from her throat. "Mmmm… So where to?"

Hope moved her hands from around her neck, down Daphne's body and wrapped her arms around her waist, locking her wrists around one another. "Hold onto me and don't fight the pull." Hope warned softly.

"I know. We'll have to come back within 2 hours. So we can join the rest of the students when they head back to the school." Daphne replied as she wrapped her arms around Hope's neck gently.

With a silent crack of apparition Hope and Daphne left Hogsmeade instantly and appeared in an abandoned property. They were standing in the middle of a courtyard that Daphne had sworn she had seen before. "I've seen this before… Where are we?"

"This is my home… Well, one of them." Hope replied as she cancelled out her spells that were hiding the couple. "We are in New Orleans."

Daphne looked at Hope with a concerned gaze. "You want to show me your home?"

Hope held out a looped arm for Daphne to take. "Yes. Or at least as much as I can with the time differential of 40 years and the changes between universes."

Daphne smiled as she hooked her arm with Hope's. "Lead the way."

Hope laughed gleefully as she led Daphne to Rousseau's which Hope was partially surprised existed in this world. "You know. I'm so glad that we look like 17 years olds now. Makes kissing you in public easier."

As they walked Daphne questioned. "Will anyone here… discourage our relationship?"

Hope smiled gratefully. "No. New Orleans is known as the Big Easy for a reason. No one cares about relationships, races, beliefs or in my universe no one cares when Witches use magic in public. It's pretty laid back in most circumstances. So if you want to kiss me you can… Although we might get some wolf-whistles."

Daphne paused, stopping them as she turned her head slowly to face Hope with a puzzled look. "I'm sorry? Some what?"

Hope smirked at Daphne.

"Just listen to the people around us. These whistles are known as wolf-whistles." Daphne's puzzled face turned into one of astonishment but it immediately turned into a look of pleasure as Hope kissed her, cupping the blonde's blissful face.

Daphne's pleased expression turned distracted as she heard whistling sounds around her. Daphne removed her lips from Hope's and hummed. "Oh… those."

Daphne paused for a bit as a memory passed through her mind. "Wait… The Muggleborn boys do those whistles all the time when I walk past."

Hope's emotions turned stormy as she hooked her arm with Daphne's as a growl came from her throat in jealousy.

Daphne snorted her amusement at Hope as she cuddled into Hope's upper arm. "Settle down. You know I don't care about what other people think. Especially boys. I'm all yours."

A pur vibrated through Hope's throat and Daphne chuckled.

Hope opened the door to Rousseau's and held it open for her Mate. Daphne smiled as she walked in thanking her lover for her courtesy. Hope walked over to a table, Daphne followed behind her and Hope slid out the chair for Daphne to sit in.

Daphne sat down gracefully with a smile. "Thank you darling."

Hope walked around the table and sat opposite her Mate. "My pleasure love."

During their date Hope told the love of her life some stories of her time here as they listened to the live jazz performance in the bar. Hope ordered a couple of meals with some sodas. The waitress was somewhat surprised that the two teenagers didn't even attempt to order any alcohol and that the auburn haired girl paid for the meal with a credit card.

Daphne asked many questions during the meal about Muggle lifestyles as she studied the people around her. She told Hope how much she liked the music being played and wished that the Wizarding World had more music available.

"What is the rectangular card that you used when the waitress took our meal?" Daphne asked as she sipped her soda.

"A credit card. 'Muggles' use them as a form of currency. I asked if the Goblins were able to set up an account to be used in the 'Muggle World'. They could. So I accepted." Hope paused for a moment as she suggested.

"Perhaps I could get you a card as well if you would like to travel to the major cities in the world. The Goblins are good at their jobs. These credit cards are glamoured to take the appearance of whatever nationality we are in and the money is converted to whichever currency is used in the region."

"The Goblins are incredibly impressive. It's a good thing they like you." Daphne gloated cheerfully as her musical laughter sounded through the bar.

Hope chuckled along as she explained cheerfully. "They like me because they respect me. Going through their Warrior program really boosted my credibility with the Goblins."

Once they finished their meal Hope led them out of Rousseau's and along the vendor shops lining the streets, checking out some of the merchandise as Hope explained what each item was and its function in the Wizarding and Muggle Worlds.

Hope stopped by a French Quarter bakery pulling Daphne inside with her, Hope struck up a conversation with the baker in fluent French. "Good evening."

The young man greeted the two girls who had their arms wrapped around the others waists and smiled respectfully at the couple before replying in French.

"Good evening Mademoiselles. How can I help 2 of the most beautiful women I have ever seen? Perhaps a wedding cake?" The baker asked with a kind smile.

Hope let out a hearty laugh as she drew patterns on Daphne's nervous back, trying to get her to calm down. "Not yet I'm afraid. Although I thank you for the offer. Hopefully we can come back later to get a cake but I wanted to show my girlfriend where to find the best beignets in America."

The man chuckled as he blushed at Hope's kind words. "You flatter me. All of America?"

Daphne snickered as she relaxed, rubbing Hope's shoulder lovingly. "That is what my darling Hope tells me."

Daphne smirked as a humorous thought crossed her mind. "In fact, she even told half of our school year just how much she misses her beignets."

Hope groaned. "Must you mention that love? I had a moment of weakness when looking at a giant pretzel."

Hope looked at the baker in feigned exasperation. "See what I have to put up with?"

Daphne looked at Hope with a feigned look of annoyance as the young man chuckled in reply. "What? The love of a magnificent woman?"

Daphne smirked smugly as Hope sniggered and nodded in agreement. "Very true."

Hope walked over to the counter and tapped her left index finger on the surface. "Would I be able to get a dozen beignets to share with my girlfriend?"

The baker opened a paper bag and a pair of tongs to start placing the desserts into before pointing the tongs in the direction of Hope's hand. "Only a girlfriend? Is the ring on your finger for decoration?"

Hope glanced down at her engagement ring before shrugging. "Honestly Daphne and I haven't discussed what we call ourselves. We use many different terms to describe each other, we can never stick to one, so we use girlfriends, lovers, partners or even consorts… Never actually thought of using 'fiancée' to be fair. I'd be happy to be her wife though."

Daphne sighed in content as she kissed Hope's cheek. "You better be darling. You're never getting rid of me… Wife." Daphne added with a smirk.

The two girls shared a kiss as the baker cleared his throat awkwardly after 30 seconds. "Sorry to interrupt but here are your beignets. That will be $8.59 for the 12 beignets."

Hope and Daphne softly groaned but Hope moved forward to pay for the bread. "Thank you and I apologise if we made you feel uncomfortable."

"Bah. You two are possibly the sweetest people I've ever met and I'm glad that you are both confident enough to do something that most straight couples don't have the guts to do." The young waved a dismissive hand.

"But please the next time you are in the French Quarter pay us a visit. I'm sure any of the employees who meet the two of you will fall in love instantly with how compassionate the two of you are. It was a pleasure to speak with you."

Hope and Daphne bowed their heads shallowly with a smile and the couple replied. "Thank you. It was a pleasure to meet you."

Daphne decided to ask. "What's your name by the way?"

"Louis. And it was Hope? And Daph--? Sorry I didn't quite catch your name." He replied a little sheepishly.

"That's fine. You did better than a lot of other people. My name is Daphne." The exquisite blonde replied as she accepted Hope's outstretched hand and walked out of the bakery.

"I like him." Daphne remarked as they walked about a block away.

"Me too." Hope opened the paperbag and held it out to Daphne, "Here, have one love."

Daphne reached in, grabbed a dessert from the bag, then Hope picked a beignet out of the paperbag.

Hope held the beignet between her thumb and forefinger. "Cheers love."

Daphne giggled in amusement as she copied Hope's actions pinching the beignet, clinking her dessert with Hope's in a congratulatory cheer as they took a bite of the small pastry giggling at the silliness of the event.

"Mmm, this is good." Daphne murmured after she swallowed her first bite in delight before placing the rest of the dessert in her mouth, chewing away slowly, savouring every bite.

Hope smirked at her Mate's euphoric expression. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Hope conjured another paper bag as they rounded a corner to an unused alleyway and transferred half of the beignets to the other bag. Hope offered the original bag to Daphne which Daphne accepted with her thanks.

Hope reapplied her notice me not charm to herself and Daphne before apparating back into Hogsmeade. The girls walked around for a short while in the village under a privacy ward, chatting and eating a few more of the pastries from New Orleans.

"This was a wonderful date, darling. Thank you."

"It was my pleasure, love."

The girls shared a deep kiss at the back of the Hogsmeade Pub, The Three Broomsticks. As they separated Hope informed Daphne about the potential Duelling classes that Flitwick had offered her and Hope's condition of her Mate's inclusion in Flitwick's mentorship.

Daphne was stuck in a moment of shock between Hope's love for her and her stupidity of demanding something this complex from the World-Class Duelling Champion.

"You know… I don't even know how to respond to that. Was Professor Flitwick angry at your request?" A worried Daphne asked.

"Not really. He was actually vibrating in excitement at the possibility of teaching someone as skilled or as powerful as me. When I mentioned I was in the Warrior's program under King Ragnok's tutelage I think Flitwick regarded me with respect when he heard that, he became more cautious as well." Hope answered as she rubbed her chin.

Daphne needed time to think so she looked at Hope and cheekily smiled.

"Wanna run back to school?" The blonde girl asked right before she shifted into a white and black tiger, taking off exceptionally fast, following the track made by the carriages.

"Oi! That's a dirty trick, love." Hope shouted as she used her dual superspeeds to catch up before dropping back to her wolf speed only.

Keeping pace with her Mate. "Damn! You are a gorgeous tiger."

The tiger rolled her ice-blue eyes at the human wolf as she continued back to the school.