A Hope through time

"Would now be a good time to mention that Voldemort has Inferni, Giants, Dementors, Trolls of a few different classifications and something called an Erkling?" Lizzie informs the Tribrid as the corner of her eyes scrunched up in thought. "Actually I think he said Erklings."

The Goblins growled as Ragnok looked over to Hope. "My Warriors will deal with the Erklings."

The part Werewolf was quick to notice the underlying hatred that Ragnok held for these creatures. Daphne and Fleur must have known what the bad blood stems from as the Veela gave an understanding nod to the Goblin King.

"Of course. Just be careful. It's hard to come across someone who can put up with Hope's bullshit." The Ice Queen mentioned with a quirk of amusement.

Hope let out an indignant 'hey!' while Lizzie snorted as she faced the other blonde. "I think you and I are going to get along great! Not many people are willing to make fun of this fleabag."

The auburn haired girl looked put out as she watched her wife and ex laughed at her former rival's joke. "What is it? Pick on Hope day?"

"Deal with it Hope. You brought this upon yourself by jumping into a memory forgetting black pit of doom." Lizzie bit back with an angry scowl that had Hope back up slightly and raise her hands.

"She's got a point sweetheart." Freya remarked from her spot behind Hope.

Lizzie was twisting in place as she was about to chew out the oldest Mikaelson but Freya had disappeared through a tiny hole in the space-time continuum as she apparated away.

The Siphoner turned back to the other blonde beside Hope. "Remind me that I still need to yell at Freya as well. Her wife is pissed." Lizzie then levelled a meaningful glare towards Hope. "Actually your entire family is goddamn frantic worrying about you and Freya."

Hope blinked. "After this is over you're going to have to fill me in on everything I missed and also how you managed to bring back the memories of Aunt Freya and myself."

The Siphoner waved Hope off dismissively. "Later, after you tell me how you became Lady Emrys of all things? Why did you name yourself after Merlin?"

The auburn haired girl let out a suffering groan. "I didn't and I'll explain later. Do you need any more magic or are you good?"

Lizzie's answer came as she gripped Hope's shoulder and frowned as she felt around for a few seconds in amazement. "Should I ask why it feels like you have been bench pressing a car everyday for a year?"

Hope clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Nope. You wouldn't appreciate my answer and would be grossed out by it." A small smirk flicked into being as she bantered with her frenemy.

Lizzie blanched dramatically as she shook her head in disgust. "Eww… At least tell me you did better than the Moppit."

Daphne had a smug smirk on her face as she simply remarked. "I sure hope I'm more attractive than a 'Moppit'... I'm assuming that's Landon?"

Hope nodded her head in response to Daphne's assumption as she watched Lizzie's brain literally hit an 'error code 404; file not found'.

Instead of making fun of the blonde Siphoner like she so desperately wanted to, Hope realised that Voldemort and the Death Eaters were either still trying to escape or looking blankly down at their fallen comrades behind them. Hope should be thankful that they were polite enough not to attack them while she and Lizzie were falling into their familiar bantering habits.

"Fleur? Do you think that you and the other Veelas could take out the Inferni? Your Veelafyre would be the most simple method to remove the Inferni from the field." Hope offered as she glanced over to Fleur who had a smile on her face as she glanced between herself and Lizzie.

The silver-blonde woman nodded as her wings bursted out of her back. "We can handle them with ease. Once we're done, we'll help out wherever someone needs help."

Fleur turned to the other Veelas who were either ready for takeoff or unfurling their wings, Veelafyre sparking along their feathers as they readied themselves for battle.

As soon as the Veelas had lifted off the ground, the Goblins used this as their signal to advance as well. Voldemort looked up to see the Lady Emrys' allies of magical creatures rushing towards them and unleashed an otherworldly screech as he gained the attention of his followers.

Hope was in the middle of murmuring instructions into the Greengrass Consort ring on her left hand as she had the Unspeakables go after the Giants.

"I'm assuming by the peg-leg I hear clattering along that you were able to get in touch with the Order?" Hope called over her shoulder as she kept her eyes on Voldemort.

"If Moody screams 'constant vigilance' in reply to that question, I'm going to kill him." Hope added mere seconds before Alastor was about to open his mouth to say exactly that.

"Let me guess… They get the Trolls?" Amelia guessed.

"Nah, that's what the stone guardians McGonnagall summoned are for." The Tribrid replied, confusing the Head of the DMLE until she heard a heavy thud of stone hitting stone from a great height.

With her Werewolf hearing, Hope heard the glee in the Headmistress' voice as she buzzed in excitement, "I've always wanted to use that spell!"

"The Order can counter the Death Eaters who are able to travel via black smoke." Hope mentioned as she watched as some of the older Death Eaters perform this trick while others apparated away to another location within Lizzie's containment spell.

"Aunt Freya? By any chance could you summon your Patronus and tell it to attack the Demnetors." Hope murmured as she turned her head to the side to watch as a solid pearl white Wolf exploded out of the peridot stone on the top of Freya's staff.

Hope and Daphne were quick to follow up with their own silent Patronus charms as the Thestral and Fox duo joined the

"Can you also protect the students… please?" Hope added at the end of her request as she felt her Aunt's magical aura vanish within seconds of her niece's request.

"Daph. Between you, me and Lizzie, we will hold this position and take out anything before it has a chance to cross this bridge. We can hunt Voldy down after we take down his army." Hope declared with a malicious smirk at the thought of hunting down the Dark Wanker.

Hope gave Lizzie a tiny nudge with her shoulder to get the younger girls' attention who flinched at the touch and quickly narrowed her steel blue eyes onto the Tribrid.

"Since when the hell were you a lesbian and how did I not know about it?!?" Lizzie blurted out as though she was greatly offended that Hope didn't tell her.

Hope rolled her eyes. "The correct term would be bisexual Elizabeth." The Tribrid remarked dryly. "Kinda of like your sister."

Lizzie levelled a serious glare that the twins mother would be proud of before Caroline became a Vampire.

The Tribrid felt a quick flare of jealousy through her soulbond and chanced a glance at Daphne to see her expression darken before the Slytherin Ice Queen hid it behind her Occlumency shields.

The auburn haired girl pursed her lips as she visualised embracing her Mate with all the love she could muster and Hope watched as her wife's body immediately untense at the feeling Hope is sharing with her.

"Although since Daphne is my soulmate I probably won't be dating any boys anytime soon, unless my wife wants to experiment one day." The Tribrid shrugged as she turned back to Lizzie with an easy smile on her face that the blonde Siphoner had never seen on the older girl's face.

Lizzie tilted her head to the side as she observed the pair of green and silver trimmed students and shook her head as two thoughts crossed her mind. "Hold up! You, Hope Mikaelson. Loner and all round martyr. Is married?!?... I call bullshit!" The blonde universal traveller exclaimed loudly.

Hope smirked widely as she knew she was blowing Lizzie's mind every time she opened her mouth as Daphne rolled her eyes at the interaction between the two Salvatore Boarding school students.

"Girls focus. We have incoming." Daphne announced as she pulled out her wand and summoned an ice rapier into her other hand as she prepared for battle.

Surprisingly enough Daphne's warning managed to shut both the universal travellers up. Lizzie sucked in a breath as she watched the Death Eaters advance as she planted herself behind Hope and placed a hand on the Tribrid's shoulder as she siphoned magic from the most powerful magical creature that she knew.

The Tribrid watched with an excited expression as Voldemort's army finally decided to launch their attack on Hogwarts. Hope held out her right hand beside her as she conjured a baseball sized fireball in the palm of her hand.

The magical beings on the bridge froze at the sight of Lady Emrys wielding a fireball. Before they even had a chance to apparate out or run away Daphne and Lizzie called out "Immobulus."

The Siphoner and Ice Witch shared a surprised look after performing the same spell. Lizzie shifted out from behind Hope as she stood beside the Tribrid and held out her own hand and whispered "Incedia."

Lizzie was able to summon a slightly smaller sized fireball than what Hope was able to produce. The girls gave each other a side glance before simultaneously thrusting their hands out towards the stone bridge. The fireball in their hands exploded like a flamethrower as the flames engulfed most of the Death Eaters and a few Trolls who were unfortunate enough to have raced onto the bridge itching for a fight.

The members of Dumbledore's Order had branched out at this stage along with the Hogwarts Professors and were battling some Death Eaters such as Travers and Mulciber Jr were putting up a decent fight against the two groups of experienced Witches and Wizards.

Myrddin and Alexandria had informed Hope that the Carrow twins and Lestrange brothers were with Freya, Sirius, Amelia, Luna, Harry and Hermione. Hope frowned when she heard that Luna, Harry and Hermione were helping to protect the students hiding in the Room of Requirement. Although the Tribrid nearly had a heart attack when Myrddin mentioned that Susan, Hannah, Neville, Fred, George, Su, Padma and Parvati also joined her Aunt much to the Viking witch's annoyance.

The elder Carrow twins didn't last very long as they chose to attack Freya directly. Heir Emrys was easily able to deflect their spells and caused a brain aneurysm to both the blonde twins before shoving them off to the side to erect a barrier to protect Hope's friends from the next series of attacks.

Daphne weaved out of the way of a black smoke streak as a loud cackling was overheard as the smoke reformed into Bellatrix Lestrange who immediately shot out a Killing Curse at the Emrys Consort. Instead of dodging the Unforgivable like the Ice Queen would normally do, Daphne had to redirect the Unforgivable Curse into the ground so the bright green spell didn't harm either Hope or Lizzie as they were preoccupied with their own opponents.

Voldemort had decided to attack Lizzie and keep a wary distance away from the other witch who could literally drain him of his magic. Whereas Hope was battling half a dozen Minotaurs a few yards away as the Tribrid used her strength to block the strikes from the large weapons aiming at her head. Hope ripped out their hearts in a true Mikaelson fashion before dropping them and moving onto the next threat.

The former Black Heiress was continuously firing out Unforgivable after Unforgivable at the Greengrass Heiress and it wasn't only the Killing Curse the dark haired woman was using. The Imperius and Cruciatus Curse were also being used in vast quantities. Daphne appeared bored as she deflected the spells into the ground, destroying the spells upon impact with the stone floor.

The Greengrass woman suddenly gasped as she felt like she was struck by a bolt of lightning through her heart. Hope shuddered as she felt the familiar shock of despair and heartbreak spread through her bones as she quickly turned to face her wife staring down at her Greengrass ring.

"Externa Conatus." Hope muttered under her breath as she brought her hands in front of her chest to gather her magic before using her spell and releasing the magical reserves she built up to knock the Minotaurs away from herself.

The shockwave of magic was so powerful that it also barreled into everyone in the Courtyard, sending almost everyone backwards into walls or into the ground with a painful thud, disorienting everyone including Bellatrix and Voldemort as the air was knocked out of them.

The only people still standing were Hope, who casted the spell, Lizzie, who was on high alert and basically using her siphoning ability continuously so she could absorb any spell that was thrown at her and Daphne, the only person in the world that Hope's magic would never harm.

Hope was beside her Mate in a flash as she pressed her forehead against her wife's as she immediately tried to comfort the blonde ice witch as she continued to stare at her left hand with tears slowly trailing down her cheeks. The ring on Daphne's index finger grew in size and thickness.

The Head of the Legendary House Emrys let out a breath of remorse as she quickly realised what happened. Marcus Greengrass has passed away… Most likely by malicious intent since the last time the couple spoke to Daphne's parents last month, both of them were in good health and fortune. For the Greengrass patriarch to suddenly die, it was most likely a hit carried out by one of Voldemort's followers in an attempt to shatter Daphne's focus and drive to fight.

Sadly enough this proved to be very effective against the new Head of the Greengrass family.

The Slytherin Ice Queen glanced up with watery ice blue eyes as she heard Hope's thoughts on why Voldemort would attack her parents.

"Mum." The blonde whispered in a broken tone that Hope would never forget for as long as she lived which for the Tribrid would be an exceedingly long time. "I can't lose her too. Hope, please." Daphne pleaded as she tried to hold back her tears so her opponents wouldn't see her break down in front of them.

The auburn haired girl sucked in a harsh breath as she mentally sent a message to Alexandria who promptly chortled a rough whistle, shocking the group protecting the entry to the Room of Requirement.

"Oh no… Poor Daph." Luna mumbled as she heard the golden bird's sorrowful sound as Alexandria disappeared in a loud crack of lightning as she lightning-travelled away without another sound to the Greengrass Farm.

Myrddin's song was heartbreaking and brought some tears to the student's eyes.

Freya's eyes widened as she looked over at Myrddin as he telepathically told the 1,000 year old witch what happened to Daphne's father. The air around the Viking witch pulsed as a sudden burst of magic erupted from Freya as the older witch couldn't contain her magic as her emotions overwhelmed her.

Amelia, Sirius and Augusta jumped at the shockwave of magic that passed through them while the kids stared at Heir Emrys in both awe and apprehension. The entire group was amazed by the amount of magic that Freya was able to produce without a conscious thought but the reasoning behind it frightened them.

"Marcas Greengrass is dead." Freya announced in a cold monotone voice as she swung her arm in a wide motion as the next wave of Death Eaters were immediately thrown into the stone walls with enough force to shatter bones and rupture internal organs.

Hope frowned slightly at the knowledge that Alexandria could somehow travel out of Lizzie's powerful boundary spell but ignored it for the time being as she sighed in regret. "Daph, love. I'm so sorry about your father and we will do everything we can to give him a proper burial and service as soon as this battle is over."

"But, right now, I need you to either apparate to the Room of Requirement so you are safe. You can grieve in peace and I'll get our friends to look after you. Or, if you want to see this through with me and stay by my side. I need you to focus on me and our bond, the love we feel for one another and use this strength to fight alongside me." Hope rested her forehead against Daphne's and cradled her head in gentle hands.

Daphne's icy blue eyes rose to lock onto Hope's sea-blue eyes in confused sorrow. "I'm not telling you to push your sorrow aside or channel it into something else. I would never do that. I know the pain of losing a parent, but I need you to be safe, Daph. Please… I need you to make a choice now before Voldemort and Bellatrix come after us again."

The blonde Siphoner could only watch the couple for a few moments before Lizzie felt like she was intruding on something insanely private. Lizzie glanced away and her steel blue gaze landed on Voldemort's dazed form and her entire body immediately tensed up as she clenched her jaw in fury.

Lizzie approached the Dark Wanker with quiet but measured strides as she tightened her hand into a fist due to the anger that she felt towards her abuser and kidnapper as he rose to his knees.

Voldemort shook his head slowly in an attempt to clear the dizziness from his mind but let out a pained shout before it quickly devolved into an unbearable groan of anguish as he felt a tight grip on his arm. Voldemort's blurred vision came to rest on a delicate hand which was glowing red at the touch.

The Dark Lord weakly tried to throw his body away from the blonde girl, who he once believed was going to be his secret weapon against Lady Emrys. But upon seeing the half-breed abomination, the girl who was once afraid of him and his sweet Bellatrix, straightened her posture as she called out Lady Emrys' full name. Not even he was aware that 'Andrea' was the Werewolf's middle name.

The realisation that the blonde girl knew the auburn haired half-breed threw a massive spanner in the machine. Bella was going to eliminate the threat before the blonde girl could switch sides, but Lady Emrys was too fast! He's never seen a simultaneous apparation performed to such a standard before. It was begrudgingly impressive.

Voldemort was drawn back to the present as the blonde girl curled her fingers, digging her nails into his pale skin.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you." The girl announced as a devilish smile stretched across her face as she siphoned from Voldemort more painfully causing him to grunt weakly as he somehow managed to turn even more pale as his life was drained out of him.

Bellatrix's head snapped up at the sound of her master screaming out in agony and quickly shifted her gaze towards where the sound came from. Her dark eyes widened in fear as she watched the blonde girl who had the ability to sap away any magical creature's magic from their body. Leaving that person weak and defenceless.

The Lestrange woman was somehow able to get up onto her feet in record time and was in the process of rushing towards her Dark Lord until a hand ripped into her hair and launched her away from her lover as she landed with a rough grunt.

As she looked up, her body jolted back in shock as Lady Emrys was already crouched just a few feet away from her. Bellatrix felt as her wand was literally ripped from her hand and she watched as it landed in the cold grip of the Greengrass girl as ice quickly encased her wand. The Purebloods expression was one of absolute anger.

Bella couldn't stop herself as she cackled, taunting the most powerful family in the world. "How did it feel? Your poor daddy couldn't defend himself and your whore of a mother is probably already - -"

The former Black Heiress let out a bloody gurgle as she choked on her own blood and looked down to see Lady Emrys' hand inside her chest. Hope glared at Bellatrix with golden eyes with dark veins edging out from the bottom of her eyes.

"Dead?... No, she's still alive. Alexandria saved her. But who's going to save you? No one." Hope replied back with such venom in her voice as she brutally ripped out the other woman's heart and gazed at it in disgust before dropping it to the ground, discarding the woman's heart without a care.

Voldemort wanted to cry out for his most loyal Lieutenant and also the mother of his child but he can literally feel himself desiccating and wasting away. This body was created with magic and he's not sure if he has any more ties to this world. His soul containers have been destroyed.

The only Horcrux he couldn't account for was the Diadem, but after hearing from one of his followers that the students were hiding in a room on the 7th floor. Filled him with undeniable fear.

"What is it with Mikaelsons and ripping out hearts?" Lizzie dryly asked the auburn haired girl.

Hope moved up to Voldemort as she responded, still visibly seething at Bellatrix's words. "It's symbolic and sends a message that we are not to be trifled with. Are you trying to tell me that you aren't terrified that I ripped out her heart?"

Lizzie remained silent as she didn't want to stroke Hope's ego any further than it already appears to be, ripping out Bellatrix's heart was indeed frightening. The younger Saltzman also didn't want to distract the Tribrid by informing her that she murdered a pregnant woman, that could've caused Hope to falter in her actions and her former enemy needed to stay focused.

'Yes, Hope! Sometimes I knew how to keep my mouth shut. Surprise!' Lizzie thought sarcastically to herself.

Lizzie shivered as a sudden blizzard blew around them and Hope's wife slowly made her way up to them.

'I never imagined that Hope Mikaelson would ever settle down and get married. She always appeared as such a loner. Even with Landon, Hope always seemed reserved, like she didn't really want to open up. I mean, she literally sent him away the first opportunity she got. But this girl, Daphne, holds Hope's heart in her hands and it's so obvious to see… Although it did help that this girl was strong enough to help and knew how to defend herself. It must give Hope peace of mind knowing that she didn't have to protect her lover every second of the day. This bloody blizzard is proof of that.'

Instead of any last words, Daphne shot her hand forward and wrapped her fingers around Voldemort's throat and squeezed as his skin turned from a sickly grey to a dark blue as the frostbite immediately set in. Lizzie quickly removed her hand before the ice magic was able to travel to where her hand was holding onto him.

The Dark Lord couldn't move. Lizzie had siphoned nearly everything from him, only leaving enough magic in his body for him to remain conscious. But the Ice Queen was quick to capitalise on his weakness, turning his body to ice within seconds.

Hope pulled Excalibur out of its sheath and struck the ice sculpture with an expertly clean cut as she took off his head.

Unlike Umbridge, Voldemort's head landed with a loud thunk and rolled in a couple of circles until it slowed to a stop at Daphne's feet. The blonde Slytherin girl glared down at the block of ice with hatred in her cold eyes. Daphne snapped her fingers and the head spontaneously exploded with a dangerous crack that echoed loudly even in the open Courtyard.

The ice shattering sound gathered the attention of just about everyone in the area. Hope, Daphne and Lizzie each turned to face the Death Eaters who were staring at the frozen body that was forever stuck on his knees, looking as though he was begging for his life. The Dark Lord's followers were literally shaking as they observed the scene before them and looked to the three women surrounding the headless ice sculpture.

Hope could hear them swallow down their fear as they dropped their wands to the ground in surrender. Hope narrowed her golden eyes at the Death Eaters she could see as she mentally contacted Myrddin to inform her aunt of the outcome she was left with.

Since Hope is a stickler for wishing to branch herself out from her family's more bloodthirsty tendencies. She was marginally able to hold herself back from killing every last one of them even as her instincts screamed at her to end them now. Although that was probably her inner Vampire and Werewolf shouting in her ear to take revenge for making their Mate cry.

Myrddin appeared in a flash of fire as he brought Freya and Amelia back into the Courtyard. Madam Bones was quick to act as she called over Moody, Tonks and Shacklebolt to apprehend all the Death Eaters who had thrown away their wands.

"Lady and Consort Emrys! Do not engage! They have surrendered. I will personally handle their detainment until they are ready to be put on trial." The Head of the DMLE called out in warning.

Hope turned to Amelia with an increasingly hard look in her eye as she was able to observe Freya who also looked ready to wage war on the leftover Death Eaters.

A loud ominous moan filled the sky drawing everyone's attention to the Dementors who were now free from their bonds as the artefact controlling them was destroyed as Hope cut off Voldemort's frozen head.

Hope's primal growl caused just about everyone to shiver in fear, even the Dementors seemingly jerked at the sound. Upon seeing the girl who made such a noise they let out a horrendous gasp as they turned tail and tried to fly away. Recalling through their hive mind that this girl was able to kill them.

Hundreds upon hundreds of pearl white spears appeared around Hope and Freya as they shot them up into the sky to stop them from escaping without any form of master. The Tribrid knew how dangerous the Dementors could be if they were left unattended. They would wreak havoc upon the non-magical world and no one would be none the wiser as their souls were sucked out of their bodies.

The barrage of Patronus spears ripped through the Dark Creatures with an otherworldly screech before they were all obliviated into nothingness.

"I could've swore that Dementors were unkillable…" Lizzie mumbled to herself as she looked around the Courtyard at the disbelieving looks on the faces of the Death Eaters and Order members.

"Those looks say that I was right. Of course a Mikaelson would figure out how to kill something immortal." Lizzie rolled her eyes as she realised that Hope's eyes were still glowing as though she was moments away from slaughtering everyone around her.

Lizzie straightened her back as she walked in front of the Tribrid, towering over the older girl, causing Hope to tilt her head up to look at Lizzie properly as her amber eyes flickered between gold and blue.

"Hope… Instead of saying things that my father would say to try and get you to calm down but would undoubtedly piss you off instead." There was a small twitch of a smile that flashed across Hope's face before immediately disappearing and her eyes remained her natural sea-blue.

"I want you to remember the speech that you gave Sasha after that dead bitch Dana died." As Lizzie spoke Hope's heart clenched at the thought of loss and grief and the Tribrid's body released its tension.

"You need to be Daphne's support right now. Get her out of here and I'll make sure your Aunt doesn't magically kill everyone here." The younger girl suggested as she practically dismissed the auburn haired girl without another thought as she strolled over to the eldest Mikaelson.

Hope watched as Lizzie walked away from her for a few moments before turning back to Daphne. The Tribrid brought Daphne into her arms before apparating away with her wife. Hope made an incredibly quick pit stop as she teleported into the Room of Requirement for less than 3 seconds as Hope collected her sister-in-law before disappearing again.

The students in the hidden room barely had time to gasp in surprise or pull their wands from its holster in defence in the brief period the Emrys couple had flicked into existence and disappeared with Astoria.

The Professors in the room blinked in confusion before they and everyone else jumped at the loud ring through the castle walls, signalling to the occupants that the threat had been neutralised. The Professors let out a relieved sigh as they started to call the kids over in an orderly fashion to convey into the Great Hall for an update.

Most of the 5th year Slytherins paled. The albeit quick appearance of the Emrys family moments before the loud ringing sounded throughout the castle did not bode well for those students' families. The Carrow twins were fully aware that their Aunt and Uncle were both killed. Just like Daphne they had inherited the Head of House ring and the Heir ring. Flora being the firstborn inherited the Head ring and all the properties associated with their family name while her younger sister, Hestia received the Heiress ring.

Amelia was skeptical as she watched the blonde girl who so easily overpowered her Aurors back at the Ministry as she approached Heir Emrys with a purpose as she placed herself directly into Freya's line of fire. The monocle wearing woman's jaw dropped in shock as she watched the girl hold her hands on her hips as she apparently began to berate the older woman.

Freya blinked as she narrowed her gaze on the younger girl before the Viking Witch looked away as she lowered Hirdman and held it loosely in her off hand before she flung her hand out, "Incarcerous."

All the wandless witches and wizards were bound tightly in dozens of thick chains and their mouths also vanished.

"My spells will wear off in an hour. Get them detained and processed. Hope, Daphne and I won't be attending any trials for at least the next month. We have other commitments to attend to." Amelia almost flinched at the coldness emanating from the Heiress' words. If she didn't know that Marcus Greengrass was killed then she would most likely think that Freya was angry with her.

The eldest Mikaelson held out her other hand that was not holding the ancient staff for Lizzie to take as Freya apparated them away.

"Whoa… I don't think I'll ever get used to that feeling." Lizzie murmured as she used Freya to hold herself up as she swayed at the dizziness from apparating.

Freya looked down at the Saltzman girl as she held the blonde girl up. "Wait until you start using it for yourself. Splinching can be incredibly painful if you fail."

"Can't wait! I've always wanted to learn spells from Harry Potter! You or Hope better teach me or I'll riot." Lizzie excitedly exclaimed before resorting to threats.

The older Mikaelson rolled her jade coloured eyes at the pointless threat. "Not right now Elizabeth. Hope will most likely want to teach you but she's going to be busy for a while."

"I know." Lizzie quickly butted in. "I'm the one who told Hope to take Daphne and leave… Also where are we?" As the blonde took in her surroundings in utter confusion as she's never been here before.

"Ireland. At one of the Emrys properties my niece and I now apparently own." Freya replied. "So… Do you want me to fill you in on what's happening or do you want to wait for Hope?"

The younger girl looked around in amazement before a thoughtful expression crossed her features as she considered Freya's question. "As much as I'd like to know what's happening here, I'll wait for Hope."

Lizzie suddenly dropped all her sassy behaviour as she turned to face Freya head on. "I assume you'd like to know if Nik is alright?"

This captured Freya's complete attention as she expressed some genuine vulnerability that Lizzie had never seen from the firstborn Mikaelson witch. "Tell me." The older woman pleaded.

Lizzie nodded as she recounted her knowledge before being 'yeeted' through dimensions and time periods by her sister's darker personality.

"The last time I spoke to Keelin and the Mikaelson clan was about 2 weeks before Jo and I had our final showdown and I ended up here in the dark assholes clutches and his evil, psychotic baby-momma." Freya immediately frowned as she was hoping for more information on her family rather than Lizzie's annoyance on where she ended up but hearing that Bellatrix was pregnant caused Freya to raise a hand signalling the girl to stop.

Surprisingly the blonde girl did, much to her amazement as Hope had once described the twins to her family and apparently Lizzie loved to talk and was normally ridiculously snarking in most of her banter. "Are you telling me Bellatrix Lestrange was pregnant?"

Lizzie nodded solemnly as she suddenly found the grass beneath her feet incredibly interesting. "I didn't have the heart to tell Hope that she killed a baby while she's already going to be helping her… wife? Still can't believe that's a thing." Lizzie trialled off as she subconsciously picked at the skin around her cubicles.

Freya lightly slapped the Siphoner's hands. "Stop that. It's not good for you."

The younger blonde looked slightly affronted at the action as she let out a soft "Ow" in retaliation to the small tap as she wasn't expecting it. "Can't believe I just got mum'ed by Hope Mikaelson's Aunt." Lizzie complained as the older woman rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Elizabeth. You are going way off topic. First you'll tell me about my son, then my wife before finishing up with my family on how they are going since Hope and I were spat out into this universe. Once we are done with that, you can fill me in with what happened while you were being held captive by Riddle." Lizzie flinched slightly at the thought but quickly shook it away.

"I don't know if your father or your school has a history book written up about me, but I do know what it feels like to be defenceless and powerless against someone, who at the time was more powerful than you. You may feel more comfortable discussing what happened to Hope but if you ever need an unbiased ear to talk to I'd be happy to listen to whatever you'd like to tell me. Just please don't bottle it up otherwise you may end up like Hope in her massive brooding stage."

Lizzie made a very loud sound of disgust at being compared to Hope's more frustrating and annoying period of her life. Hope was such a bitch when she was forcing herself to be a loner.

Hope Marshall.

How the hell could no one figure out that Hope was a Tribrid or even a Mikaelson for almost a decade? She wasn't even hiding it well!

After she came back to school and the Mikaelsons split to the four corners of the Earth, Hope was a hell of a lot more reserved and depressed. Their father was spending all his time with Hope and not with his own children. Although thinking back on it, he only disappeared when the school was rocked on its very foundations… Hope must've been very close to losing control of her magic completely… Huh… Now isn't that interesting?

The blonde released a frustrated sigh as the thought crossed her mind. "I'll think about it. Holding onto something like this for a long period of time would not be good for anyone." The other girl begrudgingly admitted.

Freya looked at the younger girl with complete understanding in her eyes. "Bipolar Disorder, right?" Lizzie frowned slightly as she felt betrayed. "Your mother and father mentioned it to me when they were looking for a way to stop the merge."

The blonde Siphoner blinked in absolute shock. She certainly didn't see that answer coming. She fully expected that it was Hope who told her aunt but it was her own family. "Obviously I didn't have any information on how to stop the merge but I did supply your dad with some herbs that would help regulate your brain chemistry so you wouldn't experience such powerful backlashes."

"Wait… What?" Lizzie blurted out with wide eyes.

Freya blinked in confusion before a look of frustrated realisation took over her expression and she released an angry groan.

"Your father seriously needs to work on his paranoia… and here I thought Niklaus was a pain in the ass." Freya grumbled the last part to herself. "I'll get you the herbs." Freya promised the other girl as she placed her hand onto the ward and held out her other for Lizzie to take. "Come on. Let's get you written into the Wards and I'll have the House Elves cook us something to eat, we'll share some information and I'll find a room for you to sleep in."

Lizzie observed Freya for a few moments as she froze up.

The Heir Emrys seemed to figure out what was wrong. "Eli- -, Lizzie, do you want me to stick close by in case you need to know you are safe?" The older blonde offered quietly as though not to scare the younger twin off.

Lizzie looked up at Freya as her eyes watered at the prospect of not being alone. Instead of talking, Lizzie bobbed her head and crashed into Freya's stronger form as she cried into Freya's shoulder.

Answers can wait.

Freya wrapped her spare arm around Lizzie, put her into the wards and gently guided the young Siphoner into the castle.