A Hope through time

Surprisingly enough everyone appeared to be on their best behaviour for the Ball. Even the Slytherins were acting friendly tonight. Hope wasn't sure if it was due to some social standing thing or if her aunt Freya had already threatened the entire school before the Champions entered the room or if it was because of the holidays.

In any case, Hope was grateful that she didn't have to worry about any derogatory comments for the night and was pleased to note that not a single person asked why she came with Daphne even though the magical government frowns upon same sex couples.

The night was so magnificent that Hope was already planning a magnitude of paintings when she had the time. The room, the people, the dance (she'd have to get a memory of the dance from Freya's perspective so she could paint herself and Daphne dancing or herself and Fleur). The entire evening was magical and would be forever embedded into Hope's memory.

The Ball was forced to a close at 11:30pm when the Professors deemed it time to stop the celebration. Hope and Daphne wordlessly offered the Veela a choice to come back to the Slytherin common room with them or head back to the carriage for the night as they each held out one of their hands in invitation.

Fleur glanced down for a moment before looking back up to two sets of blue eyes. One the colour of a calm sea, ready to change at a moment's notice while the other was as bright as a clear sky, able to freeze over and harden at the sign of danger.

The Veela took the proffered hands as Hope, Daphne and Fleur disappeared from sight. The witches all made their way to Hope's room uninterrupted and dropped the invisibility spell.

"I am curious about something before we start." Hope mentioned as she moved into Fleur's space.

Fleur's allure was released in an immense wave of sweet aroma at Hope's proximity as well as the possibility of a worthy lover. At the first sniff of Fleur unbridled scent Hope's eyes turned golden at the aroma of lavender, jasmine and all-out lust. Daphne moaned as she moved closer to the pair.

The blonde ended up behind Fleur as she buried her nose into the Veela's scent glands on her neck. "Mmmm… I can't wait to taste you." Daphne breathed out as she sucked at Fleur's neck.

The Veela groaned at the sensation as she reached out for Hope.

"What did you want to know?" The silver eyed woman purred out as the molten metal in her eyes was overshadowed by her lust as her pupils expanded to cover nearly the entire iris.

Hope's head cocked to the side as her Wolf side was at the surface of her actions.

"How many times can a Veela climax before she passes out?" Came the wicked question as Hope's fangs extended.

Fleur shivered as Daphne's cold hands lowered the hidden zipper at the back of her dress.

"Oh shit…" Fleur moaned lustfully as she pulled Hope into a salacious kiss. "Just remember. No biting me."

"Deal." Came the quick response as Daphne managed to lower Fleur's dress to the ground and Hope picked the Veela up easily before rushing her to the bed with her speed.

Hope returned to Daphne to strip her out of her dress as well as her own before speeding both herself and her wife on top of the older woman. Pinning her to the bed.

Daphne ran her chilled fingers along Fleur's bare skin playfully, watching as goosebumps erupted along her smooth unblemished pale white skin. Hope chuckled as Fleur tried to buck the naked women off her body so she could ruin them but she was unable to. The Emrys couple had the Veela at their mercy and Hope took advantage of that to wrap a hand around Fleur's neck.

The Tribrid tightened her hold with a fraction of her strength and Fleur groaned at the pressure, extending her neck up so more of her throat was exposed to the Queen of the Werewolves and Princess of the Vampires. Hope was smirking as she captured Fleur's mouth in another deep kiss.

Daphne raised the pale arm beside her over the Veela's head, holding it there for a moment while Hope swiftly moved Fleur's other hand above her head and crossed over the wrist that was already there. Hope rearranged her grip on Fleur's arms as she held both arms above her head, leaving the older woman vulnerable as Daphne tossed a leg over Fleur's form.

The Tribrid was more than happy to keep the Veela immobile by her arms and neck as she pressed hard kisses on Fleur's neck, face and mouth while Daphne explored the other woman's body for the first time. The blonde witch muttered a spell as she was trailing down Fleur's body which removed her bra and allowed Daphne access to Fleur's generous breasts.

When Fleur was able to moan and talk she praised Daphne and begged her to go faster. Daphne mentally asked Hope if she was alright with speeding up a bit as she apparently is more inclined to listen to orders from Hope. The Tribrid grinned at the thought but nodded to the blonde witch through their bond to go faster.

"Can Daph eat you out Fleur?" Hope vexingly asked the Veela in a low rumble.

The silvery-blonde haired woman nodded so quickly that Hope was concerned that the Veela's head could fall off with the force of her movements. "Yes please! Daphne! Please eat me out!"

The blonde witch gave a shameless grin as she moved down to Fleur's legs and pulled her wet lacy underwear down the Veela's long toned legs.

"Just curious, but do you shave or do Veela's genetically have no hair on their pussy?" Daphne mentioned with a thoughtful expression.

"No hair." Fleur replied quickly as Hope's mouth covered her own.

Daphne ran her fingers along Fleur's slit as she remarked with a small frown. "Well now I'm jealous. What about you darling?"

"I think you should eat her out until she comes 3 times on your face, a punishment for our belle fleur (beautiful flower) being so genetically perfect that she attracted the attention of everyone in the room. Our beautiful Veela probably supplied enough fantasies to last until the end of days." Hope mentioned as she nipped Fleur's ear.

"Don't worry Daph, I'll make sure she doesn't stop you. Prohibere." Hope called out after Daphne had spread the Veela's legs as wide as they would go.

Hope smirked as Daphne let go of Fleur's legs and they stayed in place while the Delacour girl tried to free her arms from Hope's unbreakable grip.

Daphne looked impressed as she called out. "That's fun! You can restrain only half of her body while you hold down her torso."

"Yep. What can I say? I enjoy a woman writhing underneath me. Especially when they want to be held down." Hope exclaimed as carnelian coloured eyes trailed over the subdued naked Veela with a satisfied smirk plastered on her face.

Fleur groaned loudly at Hope's words as she strained her neck up wishing to connect her lips to any part of Hope's body but the Tribrid was being a smug little tease, holding herself just barely out of reach. Fleur preened as she wanted to touch the two women but was helpless under Hope's magic and strength.

The Veela's allure belted out at full blast but the scent didn't affect the two women as the allure would normally make their partner subservient to the Magical Creature. The Emrys pair weren't completely immune to Fleur's allure as it made both girls irresistibly horny but they had total control over their actions.

Fleur let out a drawn out moan as Daphne took her first lick of Fleur sweet core. The Veela's head fell back on the pillow with a soft thud as her metallic locks fanned out around her head, bracketed by her arms above her head. Fleur wanted to thrust her hips up into the other blonde's mouth but was unable to thanks to Hope's spell pinning her lower body to the bed.

The blonde witch being the ever dutiful wife she is, followed Hope's directions to the word as she ate the older girl out. Fleur whined as she tried to bring her hands down and call out multiple spells to try and free herself but couldn't overpower the Tribrid.

Hope released a small animalistic growl fueled by her Werewolf side. Fleur's Veela reacted strongly to the sound as the command from the Werewolf Queen overtook her senses and she came with a shout. Feathers erupting along her skin and her wings threatening to burst out of her back at the force of her orgasm.

"FUCK! 'OPE! DAP'NE!" Fleur screamed.

Daphne took her mouth out from between Fleur's long legs as she smiled, deliciously licking her lips at the taste of the Veela. "She tastes good darling. You should have a go."

Hope glanced down to her wife as she used her spare hand that was once holding Fleur's slender neck to wipe her thumb along Daphne's chin, collecting the wetness that gathered there.

Hope brought her thumb up to her lips, her tongue darting out for a taste as both Daphne and Fleur watched, transfixed by Hope's scandalous actions.

The two blondes groaned as the auburn haired girl placed her thumb into her mouth. Her tongue circled around the digit as she moaned loudly, keeping her amber eyes locked on Fleur's glazed silver eyes.

"Delectable." Hope mentioned with a dazed look on her face before she looked back down to Daphne.

"I do believe that you still owe Fleur another 2 orgasms love. Better get back to work and be a good girl for me." Hope told her wife who gave a wicked grin.

As Daphne was lowering herself back down she made a cheeky remark. "It's a good thing that you have such a powerful silencing spell. I think the birds up in the Owlery would've heard that scream."

Fleur blushed at the mention of her loud scream and she tried to bury her head into the pillow to hide in embarrassment. Hope on the other hand was laughing as she gave her wife a hypocritical look.

"Like you're one to talk Daphne." The Tribrid responded with glowing golden eyes and sharp canines in Daphne's direction as her eyes motioned to Fleur's open legs in quiet demand.

Daphne's body shuddered as she dove back into Fleur's wet essence. The silvery-blonde woman let out a yelp at the sudden sensation of a chilled tongue entering her pussy without much preparation.

"That's a good girl." Hope praised her wife as she tangled her free hand into Daphne's wavy hair and pushed down, forcing Daphne to hold her breath slightly as she sped up her ministrations on Fleur.

Daphne's fingernails scratched lightly down Fleur's inner thighs, drawing out an impressive moan from the bound woman. Hope used her new position to graze her sharp teeth along Fleur's breasts, drawing more illicit sounds from the Veela.

"Ah!" Fleur screamed as she was brought to another climax.

Hope released her hold on Daphne's head and moved smoothly over Fleur, straddling the woman's chest with a stronger grip on the Veela's arms.

'Could you slow down please love?' Hope mentally requested her wife as the blonde hummed at the instruction given.

Fleur's dazed expression cleared up for a moment as Daphne slowed down by playfully lapping at the juices coating her thighs. Fleur took in the position Hope was now in, the auburn haired girl leaning down over Fleur's face with a flirtatious smile.

"Please 'Ope! Please let me cum." Fleur pleaded in her native language with the powerful young girl in front of her.

Hope tilted her head to the side as a smirk crossed her face. "But I'm not the one in charge of your pleasure. That would be Daph's job."

Daphne rose from her spot for a second as she spoke loudly enough for Fleur to hear. "Make Hope cum with your tongue and I'll do the same for you."

Hope glanced back to her Mate with a curious look on her face but Daphne had already returned back to task, lightly sucking on Fleur's clit. This drew out a startled sound from the Veela as her wings bursted out from her back and forcibly shot out to the sides.

Hope felt the pressure building up in the Veela as her magic was demanding to be released. The Tribrid immediately moved up so her dripping core was nearly directly over Fleur's face as the Veela's face was flushed a deep red as she hasn't lost control of her body like this since her first few weeks of puberty.

Golden eyes met scared silver orbs as Hope regarded her lover in curiosity. "You have no reason to be ashamed Fleur."

Fleur blushed harder as having a Veela's wings sprout from their back during sex was a sign of negligence and loss of control.

Her feathers and wings both making an involuntary appearance, embarrassed the soon-to-be Wing Leader greatly as it showed that she isn't mature enough to lead her people.

Hope seemed to understand all at once why Fleur is trying to hide into the mattress. Hope leaned back so she was resting on Fleur's upper chest.

"Fleur, our beautiful flower. What you are feeling is natural and neither of us are going to hold it against you. Your magic is reacting instinctively to us. A Veela is normally in control of any sexual conquest due to your nature and need for a strong magical partner. You found two partners that can resist your allure which frustrates your inner Veela's need to dominate considering your standing in the hierarchy. You feel the need to be in control." Hope explained to the self conscious woman underneath her.

Fleur gulped as Hope was staring deeply into her eyes. "But I lost control."

Hope chuckled softly as she moved her other hand up to Fleur's captured ones and separated them, pressing her slender arms shoulder-width apart before leaning down so the women were nose to nose.

"Oh sweet girl. You have too many restrictions placed on you by society. The entire time that I've had you under me I haven't even bothered to contain my Wolf or Vampire. Why's that?"

Fleur blinked as she thought about it and tried to speak but couldn't, closing her mouth as she stared up at those alluring amber eyes.

Hope smiled softly at the Veela. "There are no differences and yet you haven't berated me for my loss of control so why the hell would I do that to you?"

'Wait a second… Fleur's completely transformed? Can I see?' Came the pleading mental request from the Slytherin Ice Queen who had stopped her ministrations at Fleur's shaky breathing and Hope's tentative emotions flooding through her.

'Soon. After Fleur gives us the go ahead to continue… If she wants to continue. She may not be comfortable enough for another person to see her in this state.' Hope replied back to her Mate as Daph brushed her cheek against tiny soft feathers along Fleur's thighs.

Fleur shuddered at the feeling on her legs as soft cold breathing caressed the thin layer of feathers. "You're part of a Legendary family. It would be stupid to ridicule you."

Hope rolled her eyes. She was really starting to hate that response as it allowed her and her aunt to get away with just about anything in this universe.

"Fleur… Neither Daph or I will reprimand you for letting go every once in a while. Everyone needs a release. Especially people like us. Leaders of our own people. I transform into my Wolf every 2-3 days as a release because it keeps me sane. If I didn't have Daphne… I don't know what I would do with myself. Probably something stupid."

"Like jumping into a black pit of death?" Daphne smoothly interrupts Hope with a rather pissed off tone.

Hope pursed her lips together as she looked guilty. Fleur's trying not to laugh at the dynamic between the Emrys couple.

Hope glanced back at Daphne's cheeky smirk and narrowed her eyes at her Mate. "Little minx…"

The blonde's grin grew wider as she knew that she was right with her comment and that Hope couldn't contradict her. The Tribrid's eyes gained dark lines as her eyes trailed down her wife's bare form, licking her lips through her elongated fangs.

"I'm going to get you back for that remark love." Hope threatened in Norwegian with a promise of pleasure coursing through her words.

Daphne squeezed her legs together at the promise from the auburn haired witch and moaned as she ran her ice coated fingers along the small feathers on Fleur's still frozen legs from Hope's spell.

Fleur made a preening noise similar to Alexandria and Myrddin at the bizarre sensation before her eyes widened dramatically and Hope's head shot back around to look at the blushing Veela.

Hope glanced back at Daphne's hand then back Fleur before a vexing smile appeared on Hope's face. "Do you like that?"

The Veela froze as she looked like a cat caught in headlights. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she opened her mouth to speak but this time Hope trailed her own hands down Fleur's feathered arms. Fleur let out a full body shiver as she bobbed her head up and down desperately as she locked eyes with Hope.

The corner of Hope's mouth shot up in her signature smirk. In a burst of superspeed Hope transitioned herself so she was straddling the Veela's soft stomach, missing Fleur's pearly white wings. With her hands finally free, Fleur motions to sit up but Hope pressed a hand on Fleur's chest to keep her down.

"Uh-uh. Not yet." Hope gazed over Fleur's Veela form in appreciation.

"Can we continue Fleur? I promise that we will make it a night you won't ever forget… especially now that we know that your feathers are quite sensitive to sexual stimulation. I wonder what will happen when we play with your wings?" Hope implored the older woman as her other hand hovered over one of her wings.

Fleur shuddered as she watched Hope's hand rest above her wing awaiting her consent. A silver fire snaked along Fleur's body drawing both Hope and Fleur's attention.

Hope tilted her head to the side as she looked up to Fleur's shocked face, her smart quip disappearing at Fleur's surprised expression as she watched more silver fire course over her body.

"This shouldn't be possible… I'm not a full-blooded Veela… It doesn't make sense." Fleur murmured to herself in French.

"I'm guessing silver fire is not particularly normal?" Hope asked in curiosity.

'No, not really. Remember at the Quidditch World Cup? The Veelas were shooting off reddish-pink fire? That's the normal colour we expect from part-Veelas or half-Veelas.' Daphne responded to Hope through their bond.

Fleur couldn't think clearly as she looked up to Hope with a pleading expression and the silver fire trickled its way onto Hope and Daphne, forcing them to suck in a pleasured breath.

"Fuck!" The Emrys couple moaned together at the feeling of Veela magic sinking into their pores.

"Feeling a bit horny are we little Veela?" Hope purred as her hand finally made contact with Fleur's ridiculously soft wing.

Fleur groaned as Hope's fingers threaded through her powerful feathers that were built for flight. "'Ope, Dap'ne. If you don't fuck me now, I will burn you both to a crisp!" The Veela threatened with seemingly glowing molten silver eyes.

Hope and Daphne blink in surprise before Hope was able to regain her composure faster than Daphne as Hope's face morphed slightly. Her cheekbones sharper, jaw narrower as her Wolf provided a semi-shift.

"I hope you have a safeword." Hope growled out with authority as Daphne moaned, lowering her head into Fleur's addicting pussy causing the older woman to scream.

Over the next 4 days Hope, Daphne and Fleur spent a majority of their Yule holiday in Hope's room under her heavy protection charms as the girls got to know each other better and much more intimately. Daphne easily bent to both Fleur and Hope's dominating behaviours, enjoying the freedom of letting go of her 'Ice Queen' persona when she was with both her lovers. However the Consort Emrys would always follow Hope's orders over Fleur's since the Tribrid was much more powerful than the Veela… Well that and the fact that Hope was her wife.

Hope and Fleur's magical sides butted heads a lot over who would be in charge but Hope always managed to win these bouts, even if she was the one receiving pleasure from the other two women.

Fleur's Veela was slowly starting to understand that Hope wasn't trying to dominate her on purpose. Considering that Hope was always checking in with her before proceeding with anything that would make her nervous.

Although like most things, they must come to an end. Nic and Nelle tried a couple of times to corrode the 3 girls out of Hope's room but their daughter's magic is way too powerful for them to overcome. Freya had discussed with Hope prior to the Yule Ball that she would give her neice 4 days to get all her pent-up lust out of her system before she would force her back into society. So of course Hope took this under advisement and fucked the two blondes until they couldn't walk properly.

Fleur gazed over to Hope's desk a few times to see the Golden Egg sitting there untouched and asked Hope if she planned on listening to the clue. Hope and Daphne shared a knowing look as the Tribrid already knew what the Task would be and didn't need to open the Egg.

On the 5th day Freya strutted into the Slytherin common room in the early morning causing the students to freeze up for a moment before fleeing in fear. As nearly every Slytherin has now Duelled Freya at least once and is under some kind of stipulation set by Freya not to bully any students or have their powers stripped.

Freya made her way to Hope's room and knocked on the door 3 times flaring her magic with each knock so Hope would know it was her and that she wasn't afraid to rip down Hope's barriers if she didn't answer.

Hope answered the door after about 5 seconds with a glare in her eyes before seeing her aunt and hiding it behind a sheepish smile. "Hi Auntie Freya."

Her aunt's eyebrows rose at Hope as the girls were only dressed in their underwear, which Freya rightly assumed that her niece just magically dressed them into as she got out of bed.

"Morning Hope, Daphne, Fleur." The ancient witch greeted the triad group as she peered past Hope's shoulder.

Freya turned back to Hope as she continued with a slightly frustrated look on her face. "Time for you and your wife to rejoin the world of the living. I know I gave you 4 days, but really Hope? Not a single message to Nic or Nelle to tell them you're alright?"

Hope looked down in embarrassment as she was scolded by her aunt who did raise a few good points.

The eldest Mikaelson sighed as she rubbed her fingers over her forehead. "There are some things that we should discuss before the Wizengamot meeting tomorrow."

"Oh?" Hope replied as she looked rather confused considering she thought that they already had everything planned out for that meeting.

Freya's nose scrunched up as she looked disturbingly at her niece. "Jesus Christ! Did you even open up the damn window at all. God! Your room smells of sex… and flowers?"

Fleur blushed in the background while Hope shook her head. "Can't open the windows Aunt Freya. Remember, the Slytherin dormitories share a wall with the Black Lake. I'd prefer not to drown."

Jade eyes looked rather annoyed as the viking witch banged her staff on the ground and the smells inside the room dissipated instantly.

Hope blinked as she awkwardly smiled. "Would you believe that I forgot that spell existed?"

Freya shook her head in exasperation before turning around and walking away as she called over her shoulder. "ROR. After breakfast, otherwise I'll make your Duelling classes a living hell."

Hope made a little 'eep' as she shut her door as she made herself look presentable in record time as Daphne joined her wife in getting ready. Fleur watched in amusement as the two girls rushed to get ready. Although it wasn't long until Hope tossed a shirt in Fleur's direction while Daphne placed a pair of long pants on the edge of the bed.

"Come on Fleur! Time to move! I'm not going to get in trouble with Aunt Freya before she even starts our Duelling training." Hope worried as she helped pull the silvery-blonde haired woman to her feet.

Fleur groaned as she started to move begrudgingly slowly as she watched Hope toss on a shirt as she faced the mirror, giving the Veela a clear view of Hope's birthmark. Molten silver eyes softened at the mark as Hope told her why she loved her Crescent birthmark. Not because it confirmed her identity as part of the royal Werewolf family but because it reminds her of her mother.

After putting her shirt on Hope played with the neckline of her shirt as she moved her Mikaelson pendant to rest above her shirt with a smile into the mirror as she gazed down to her old heirloom. The Tribrid was pleased to note that even Daphne allowed those two necklaces to be visible on her neck and gave the blonde a wondrous soft smile.

"What?" Daphne whispered as she caught Hope starring.

Hope moved next to Daphne as she delicately took the Mikaelson pendant within her fingers, smiling widely as she looked at the symbol of her family around her wife's neck. "Nothing much… I just didn't realise how much I would like seeing this necklace around your neck. It makes me remarkably happy that you are wearing it."

Daphne gave a small smile to her Mate and kissed her on the cheek murmuring as she went. "Always and Forever."

Hope's smile brightened as she repeated the words back quietly with such love in her heart. "Always and Forever."

As Hope and Daphne made their way to the Room of Requirement, Fleur was forced to return back to her school's carriage… Well she was supposed to return after the Yule Ball or anytime over the next 4 days. So Madam Maxine has taken it upon herself to berate her Champion for giving away secrets for the Tri-Wizard Tournament.

Fleur looked ready to argue but the Headmistress didn't even let her have a word in as apparently someone had opened up her Golden Egg and heard the riddle, but didn't write it down. Fleur was rather pissed that someone entered her room and also destroyed her clue for the next Task, she'd have to ask Hope for the clue.

Fleur wondered why she allowed Madam Maxine to have so much control over her actions and frowned.

The Emrys couple walked into the Room of Requirement to be met with Nic, Nelle and Freya.

"So what do we need to talk about?" Hope asked her aunt.

Freya tapped her fingers on the top of Hirdman unconsciously. "I was thinking that we should tell the Wizengamot about Voldemort's Horcruxes, find out whether or not the Unspeakables are being genuine by getting one of them to confirm your story you created after the First Task. Better yet, get one of them to state that they approached you at Gringotts when your heritance was confirmed and that they tasked you to destroy his soul containers."

"Why would I need to do that?"

"Because we all know someone will question how you could know these things and it's apparently more simple for wizards to accept an Unspeakable told them rather than they are from the future and already know all these events." Freya answered with a roll of her eyes as multiple names crossed her mind at who would interrupt them, Dumbledore, Fudge, Malfoy, the Carrows, Umbridge… Freya shuddered at the last one.

Hope looked thoughtful as she knew what her aunt was saying was true, the Immortal Viking Witch felt guilty as it meant that Hope would have to contact the Unspeakables and her only contact was Daphne's grandfather.

Hope looked to her family and openly questioned. "So, curious thought process. But what would be the worst case scenario if we did actually tell the Wizengamot about me. My Tribrid nature? Universal travel? Time travel?"

Nic and Nelle looked kinda terrified while Daphne shook her head. Freya stayed out of this as she didn't know how the Wizarding government would react since neither her or Hope have had much interaction with the Wizengamot as of yet.

"Well… Honestly with the Wizengamot as it is at the moment they would lock you up claiming insanity for the last two. Tribrid wise? You would come under a whole lot of ridicule but they would eventually have to accept that you are practically the leader of three factions." Daphne replied as she slowly made her way closer to Nelle gingerly.

The adults all smirked in Daphne's direction before glancing over to Hope's smug expression.

"Shut up!" Daphne grunted in annoyance. "I saw that!"

Nic, Freya and Hope giggled at Daphne's ginger movements. Nelle shook her head slightly as she pulled her wand from its holster and waved it over Daphne's body as a white light shined underneath Daphne's body.

Daphne let out a sigh. "See this is why Nelle is my favourite."

Gasps of astonishment and shock sounded from Hope and Nic as Freya laughed loudly at Hope's outrageous expression. Nelle smirked proudly at her family for a moment as she tried to focus the group back onto the original topic at hand as the Healer knew that her family divulged into meaningless conversations consisting of mockery and teasing.

"Alright, that's enough! Hope, stop teasing your wife." Nelle called out in exasperation.

"Fine." Came the echoing response from the rest of the group as Daphne also gathered herself and nodded in agreement.

"Nelle's right… and so is Freya." The Greengrass woman announced as she turned to look at Hope's family.

"We should get King Ragnok's advice on this." Daphne admitted with a thoughtful eye in Hope's direction.

Freya nervously chuckled which brought the Emrys couple's attention to the powerful witch in confusion. "So… I may have already set a few plans in motion while you two were getting… acquainted with your new lover."

Hope tilted her head to the side as she regarded her aunt in curiosity. "What kind of things have you put in motion?"

The youngest Mikaelson had full trust in her aunt as she knew all members of her family were amazing strategists and Hope wanted to know what genius plan Freya's concocted.

Freya smirked at the trust her niece had in her.

The thousand year old witch told the group of her plans as they made their way to Gringotts. Freya had made a request on Hope's behalf as she spoke to Harry. Heir Emrys asked if Harry could go to Dumbledore and tell him that Harry had a stressful dream about a ring in an old looking cottage. To get the ball rolling to take down Voldemort faster than what happened in the movies and books.

Freya knew that she, Hope or even Daphne could take on Voldemort and kill him so long as all of Riddle's Horcruxes have been destroyed before he is resurrected, thus he won't even be aware of his mortality. They have already destroyed 4 of Riddle's soul containers: The cup, the diary, the diadiem and the one that was attached to Harry.

The snake, Nagini, will probably be the hardest to kill since she doesn't stay in one area for a significant amount of time. Hope brought up the suggestion of killing the snake in the graveyard since she knew for a fact Nagini would be there but she would have to kill the living Horcrux before Pettigrew could complete Riddle's resurrection.

Freya is manipulating Dumbledore to collect the ring and the locket will be available to the Mikaelsons once they get Sirius exonerated.

Myrddin and Alexandria teleported the group into Diagon Alley as they walked casually into Gringotts, waiting for Ragnok to finish up with his previous meeting. The entire group was understanding but had asked if they could wait in one of the meeting rooms until King Ragnok was available. The Goblins found the request amicable and showed them to a room so the group could continue their conversation in private.

They waited for nearly a full hour until Ragnok was able to join them to which he apologised as his meeting should've finished up nearly 40 minutes ago.

The eldest Mikaelson explained her plan to the elder Goblin and Ragnok nodded along with the Immortal Viking Witch's plan but suggested that they bring in the Head of the DMLE to help verify their story while they are at the Wizengamot session. Make sure at least one person, not connected to the Emrys family could back them without any favours or Life-Debts owing between the families.

The Flamel-Emrys family looked around at each other as they shrugged at the suggestion as they all thought it was a good idea. So Nelle sent her patronus horse to request for Madam Bones' presence if she was available. Thankfully it must have been a slow day in the DMLE as the woman showed up only 5 minutes later being directed in by a Goblin.

"Well… I can only imagine what you 6 will tell me that will ruin my day." Was Amelia's greeting upon entering.

The males and Mikaelsons snorted in amusement as Perenelle and Daphne groaned at their partners' childish reactions sharing a dual look of exasperation before reeling in their more immature partners.

Freya was the one who replied to Madam Bones with a large smirk on her face. "Are we really that predictable?"

Madam Bones placed her head into her hand as she pretended to get a headache at the implication. "Do you actually want me to answer that question?" The woman sarcastically asked.

"Not really. We have something we want to share at the Wizengamot session but we wanted an impartial party to back us. So we're going to fill you in on some more… precarious problems my niece and I have been dealing with." Freya mentioned in a more serious tone.

Amelia groaned quietly as she threw her head back slightly in annoyance before taking a deep breath and calming her nerves. "Alright… Let's hear it."

"Wonderful. But first," Freya turned to Hope as she gave her niece a meaningful look. "Hope needs to call her Unspeakable friend."

"Friend is being rather generous." Hope mumbled under her breath so only Daphne could hear her and the blonde witch scoffed as she crossed her arms with a visible look of anger on her face.

Amelia noticed this and frowned slightly but noticed that Hope held one of her rings in front of her mouth as she whispered something into it. The bulky silver ring flashed once and as Hope was lowering her hand Madam Bones recognised the ring as the Consort Greengrass ring due to its recognisable silver bonsai tree within an emerald gem face.

Amelia's jaw dropped open at the ring and was about to question why Hope had that ring but there was a flash of light that appeared in front of the Emrys couple. A man in a dark grey cloak appeared with his hood down and the Head of the DMLE gasped at the near identical duplicate of Marcus Greengrass as she recognised the elder Greegrass.

"Gareth?" Amelia softly spoke.

The Unspeakable froze as he looked around his surroundings and flinched as he spoke to the Goblin King first. "I apologise for my sudden appearance on your lands and beseech your forgiveness."

"It's fine, Unspeakable Greengrass. Hope cleared your arrival with me. The Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement is here to hear about the warning you gave Hope about the return of a Dark Lord." The King of the Goblins responded tactfully.

Gareth cleared his throat as he noticed Amelia off to the side. "Ah, yes… Well… I was hoping to speak to the Lady and Heir Emrys alone."

The eldest Greengrass flinched harder as he saw the rather cold expression on his granddaughter's face. "My little lioness." He muttered quietly which broke Daphne's mask as she looked pained.

"...Grandpa." Daphne murmured with a visible frown on her face.

The room was utterly silent as the two Greengrass' stared at one another, unable to even start a conversation as Daphne was beyond hurt by her grandfather's 'death'. Hope placed her palm over her heart as she rubbed at the skin over the love organ firmly, feeling her Mate's unbearable pain and betrayal.

Hope moved forward to brush her shoulder against Daphne's to remind her that she was not alone. "How about we come back to this later when both of you have had time to process your feelings?" Hope softly suggests as she took one of Daphne's hands into her own.

Daphne looked down, breaking the intense staring between the skipped generation of Greengrass'.

Gareth cleared his throat harshly as he rubbed at the back of his neck. "That is probably a good idea… Although I do need to say this to my granddaughter before we discuss politics and whatnot… I'm sorry, Daphne. My little lioness. For all the pain I put you, little Stori and your parents through."

Daphne's face scrunched up at the words as they made her heart ache but grunted her acknowledgement.

"Right…" Gareth awkwardly scratched at his beard. "I'm assuming there is a reason you wished to have this conversation at Gringotts Lady Emrys?"

Hope looked between the two Greengrass' as she considered whether or not she should kill the Unspeakable in front of her who is causing her wife so much pain. The Tribrid listened to the soulbond as she closed her eyes, feeling Daphne's pain and sorrow, but also her joy and hope.

Hope pursed her lips together as the Unspeakable looked frightened as he stared at Hope, Amelia gasped as she was also facing Hope.

The Flamels, Freya, Daphne and Ragnok turned to Hope to see her eyes glowing gold with dark veins trailing down her cheeks.

"Then there's that." Freya commented with a roll of her eyes.

Hope glanced over to her aunt with a curious expression.

"Honey. Your eyes are glowing." The Heir Emrys told her niece with an amused look on her face.

"Oh… My bad." Hope muttered.

Ragnok sighed as he rubbed at his forehead. "Just give her time to explain her story before breaking the treaty between Wizards and Goblins by attacking a Blooded Warrior on Goblin land."

"You're a Blooded Warrior!?" Madam Bones exclaimed.

The Flamels nodded while Ragnok added proudly. "Actually both Lady Emrys and Consort Emrys are Blooded Warriors."

"You are?" Gareth questioned his granddaughter quietly, still wary of the woman beside the blonde girl who looks so much like her mother.

Daphne looked confused as she locked eyes with the Goblin King. "I am?"

Ragnok groaned as he nodded his head. "Sweet Merlin, yes! You two were able to defeat my Warriors without even breaking a sweat. That makes you Blooded Warriors in my book."

"Cool." Daphne responded with a small smile on her face.

"Do not make some sort of cold flirtatious joke Miss Mikaelson!" Ragnok called out before Hope could open her mouth. "I've already heard more of those ridiculous jokes than I should have to!"

Hope smirked as she giggled softly. "Sorry, not sorry?"

King Ragnok glared at Hope as he growled out in Gobbledegook. "Why I put up with your bullshit, I do not know."

"Me neither." Daphne added before Hope could joke with the elderly Goblin and gave Hope a look saying to behave while the Flamels, Amelia and Gareth looked utterly confused at the growling sounds coming from the Goblin King and Greengrass Heiress.

Hope kicked her foot lightly into the ground as she held her tongue. Freya was laughing at Hope's childish pout at Daphne politely berating her wife.

"Now all that's left is to fill in both Madam Bones and Unspeakable Greengrass about your plan and your true status as a Tribrid, Lady Emrys." The Goblin King cheekily informed the group making the Emrys' and Flamels groan in frustration as they now have to explain Hope's Tribrid side… Again.

The explanation and planning took over an hour as a majority of the time Freya was interrupted by questions directed at Hope in regards to her abilities and her other sides. Hope answered the queries as honestly as she could but Amelia was the Head of the DMLE for a reason. She asked Hope how they could trust her, knowing that Vampires had an ability to ensnare victims to believe whatever they wanted them to believe.

Hope groaned in annoyance at all the repetitive questions as Freya and Daphne were discussing how to certify their words as they speak them in hushed whispers. Hope glanced over to her aunt and wife as she suggested they create a Truth Sphere for the DMLE to use. The Emrys family murmured to each other as Freya created a full sized Truth Sphere for Amelia to use. Hope and Daphne suggested that they should create a more mobile Truth Sphere. So the Greengrass Heiress conjured 2 golden charm bracelets and one silver bracelet for Hope while the 2 Mikaelson women charmed 3 crystal balls into Truth Spheres and shrunk them to fit onto the charm bracelets.

With the introduction of the Truth Sphere the entire conversation was able to flow much more easily after both Madam Bones and Gareth were able to confirm that this method of revealing or more accurately confirming the truth worked.

Amelia left Gringotts with a headache but told the group that she would back them so long as they could prove the existence of Voldemort's Horcruxes to the Ministry with irrefutable proof. Hope, Daphne and Freya all smirked as they said that it shouldn't be a problem. Hope made her way over to the lone Unspeakable as she crossed her arms across her chest as she skeptically regarded her grandfather-in-law.

"So… Gareth… Are the Unspeakables willing to listen to the Tribrid and follow her rule?" Hope drawed out sassily with a smirk gracing the corner of her mouth.

The man in dark grey robes gulped loudly as he never realised just how powerful Lady Emrys really was but the Unspeakables have access to a Seer. This Seer made a Prophecy about the Legendary House Emrys bringing forth a natural reset to the Magical Community. Something that Unspeakables have wished for over half a millennium to occur and its finally coming to pass.

"Yes." The eldest Greengrass answered simply as he locked eyes with Hope for a moment before staring into his granddaughter's ice-blue eyes with a mournful expression in his near identical coloured eyes.

Hope was stunned at Gareth's answer as she was completely expecting him to cut his losses and leave. "Why?"

"The Unspeakables made an Unbreakable Vow a long time ago, that each member must take when they join as part of the initiation. We Vow to make the world a better place for everyone, not just Wizards and Witches but Humans, Goblins, Werewolves, Centaurs, Vampires, Fae, Mermaids, Veelas and every other magical community. It was written that when a member of the Legendary House Emrys appeared, certain events would occur. We've been watching you and how you react to the tasks set in front of you. You take the Neutral route. Allowing everyone to make their own choices but also showing them that they don't have to follow the crowd. A woman can lead their House, Madam Bones and Regent Longbottom proved this to be possible. Either to follow the Light path under Dumbledore or the Dark through fear and threats. This is what I sacrificed my family for. To bring forth a better world for all. The Unspeakables are still yours to command."

Daphne regarded her grandfather's words and understood completely where he was coming from. Hell, she may have considered joining if it guaranteed that she wouldn't have to be married off to a man like a piece of meat. Losing her own inheritance to her 'husband' because of this patriarchy bullshit.

Hope shared a glance with her aunt who looked equally shocked. The Tribrid thought to herself for a while. "I don't need the Unspeakables to help fight my battles…"

"We know. Your battle against the Dragon proved that quite adamantly. But we do make excellent spies. Allow us to watch over people you believe may affect your plans and we will report back to you. Give us the chance to show you our worth." Gareth pleaded with the Emrys family.

"Very well." Daphne replied to Hope's surprise. "Shadow Albus Dumbledore, Delores Umbridge, Peter Pettigrew, Bellatrix Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy and any other Death Eaters you are aware of… But before you do that check your own house first. Hope killed Augustus Rookwood during the Quidditch World Cup and the Ministry announced that he was a former Unspeakable."

Gareth looked over to his powerful granddaughter and nodded once. "Of course… Thank you Daphne."

The blonde witch grunted as she was still made at him but she wanted to give him an opportunity to prove his loyalty.

Gareth left the meeting room with a bow to everyone.

Hope looked at Daphne with a whimsical look on her face. "What was that?"

Daphne looked down with guilt in her eyes. "I want to… I want to see if… He still has a place in my life. I'm sorry for not asking you and I'll accept–"

"Daph! I'm not going to punish you for wanting your family in your life. We'll see how he goes and decide as we go." Hope interrupted her Mate quickly as she knew where Daphne's thought process was taking her.

When the group arrived back at Hogwarts, Dumbledore immediately found them and questioned where they were since none of the party was traceable within the castle's wards. The 2 students responded with Legendary House business. The adults on the other hand mentioned that they are not staff at Hogwarts and don't fall under the same guidelines of needing to inform the Headmaster or Deputy Headmistress when they leave the tower.

Hope and Daphne snickered as they walked away back to Hope's room. When they entered her room they were shocked to see Fleur holding Hope's Golden Egg opened on her lap with silver flames dancing visibly over feather coated skin.

The Veela's silver eyes looked up directly into Hope's as a guttural sound came from Fleur as she tried to talk. "I think we have a problem."