Back In Time

Back In Time: Chapter Five

[[A/N: Just wanted to point out that I changed a fact or two in the storyline,so that Bellatrix would be in the story even though in the books, she would have graduated about ten years earlier]]

EDITED: Chapter Five:

I was more than correct when I assumed it wouldn’t be a good day, in fact it was more than awful. Everyone was learning about things I learned in fifth year, Remus was obviously the smart one in this group of misfits called the Marauders, however even I surpassed him in all the classes, the only class I came second in would be Potions and my own father is who I had come in second to.

I suppose Dumbledore had upped the levels of learning as the years went on, but while I was slow before, now I earned glares for being so far ahead.

Sighing, I headed back to the Gryffindor common room alone, thinking of how easy I had it before I had met the Dark Lord. I rubbed my left arm gingerly, thankful for the clothes I was wearing and the robe, which hid the Dark Mark that I had gained in the same meeting with Voldemort when he’d demanded I kill Remus Lupin. I know that he’s somewhere in this time as well, although admittedly younger, because its only a few years in the future when he kills Harry’s parents. The question was, where was he? Whose life was he ruining at this very moment? Now that I think about it, had he already recruited my own father or could I still save him?

The thought itself gave me hope, although I knew that you weren’t supposed to change things in the past because it will irrevocably change the future. What if I was never born because my father didn’t become a Death Eater?

These thoughts went round and round in my mind, it seemed like a never-ending cycle. Would it be worth changing future just to know that my father wouldn’t ever become so emotionless; to know that James and Lily Potter wouldn’t ever die and Harry, the boy who never treated me different because of who my father was, would grow up with parents?

The tears began to build up in my eyes, the stress of everything that’s happened or is happening finally crashing down around my shoulders. I hadn’t even made it to the common rooms yet! Once I found a darkened alcove, I slipped inside before sinking to the ground and letting my tears run rampant down my face but I made sure to stay completely silent. I had been taught to be emotionless, just like my father, I wanted to be a near exact replica of him, just in female form, but I could never do it. I was never as strong as Severus Snape was, nor could I ever be.

“I’m so sorry Father,” I whispered, sniffling slightly before wiping my face off with the sleeve of my robe. I stood up, straightened my shoulders, dusted off my robe and got back into character.

I wouldn’t let my problems control me, I was stronger than that and I could prove it! Taking a deep breath, I walked out of the niche I had found and made my way to the lake instead of the Common room.

Sitting down, I relaxed my back against the tree where I had first seen my father in this time frame and closed my eyes letting the exhaustion sweep over me.

“You’re in my spot.”

Jerking out of the half-sleep state I was in, I stared up into the obsidian eyes of my father. Of course, here he wasn’t my father, just the boy who thought I was a liar and who stared down at me with disgust rolling off of him in waves.

“I’m sorry.” I couldn’t bring myself to say anymore to him as I stood up. As I went to walk around him, he grabbed my elbow, yanking me back.

“If I ever see you in my spot again, I’ll throw every hex I know at you.”

I’m sure my mouth gaped open, staring at him incredulously.

“Excuse me? First of all, I’d like to see you try without getting kicked out of Hogwarts, secondly…” I trailed off, emotion clogging my throat. I couldn’t do this anymore, I hated seeing him like this, so hateful.. I had never been threatened by him before. “Never mind, it won’t happen again, my apologies.” I let my shoulders sag before ducking my head and heading over to the dock that outstretched into the lake.

“You shouldn’t let Snivellus talk to you like that, you know? He’ll take that as an admittance that he can bully you.” I looked over to see Remus standing behind me, his hands shoved into his pockets as he stared out over the lake, looking more like a man and less like a boy.

“Don’t call him that, please, not around me at the very least.” I was too tired of fighting to truly say anything more but I kept staring at the man in front of me.

“You look a lot like him, you know? Is he your brother?”

“Something like that.”

The moment I said that, I heard a laugh that sounded more like a cackle. I could recognize the sound of that hyena-like laugh anywhere.

Choking slightly, I looked at her in horror. Bellatrix Lestrange, although at this time I believe she’s Bellatrix Black, Sirius’s cousin. The girl who would soon become the number one ranked Death Eater and number one Most Undesirable at the Ministry of Magic. I stared, unable to look away as she laughed with Lucius Malfoy and her younger sister, Narcissa. Slowly, she turned to stare at me, probably feeling eyes burning holes in the back of her head, and she made her way over to us.

My breathing increased, nearing ever closer to becoming a full-on hyperventilation. If there were one person I was ever terrified of more than the Dark Lord, it would be the girl now standing before me with fluffy, curly black hair and eyes that promised death.

Remus showed no fear, he stared back at Bellatrix as if she were nothing more than any normal student, and perhaps she was in this year but I knew what she would become and I couldn’t stop myself from shaking ever so slightly.

Bellatrix smirked as her eyes narrowed in on my clenched fists before turning her slightly crazed look back to my face.

“A new student?” Her voice reminded me strangely of Dolores Umbridge’s, our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher in my fifth year, sickly sweet and the hidden promise of pain should she ever catch me alone. “How adorable she is, has Sirius already taken her under his wing, Lupin?”

Remus didn’t bother replying, he just looked down at me before grabbing my hand and pulling me away, hopefully far, far away, from Bellatrix Black.