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╰┈➤ ❛┊ 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀 ┊❜
the next day came rather quickly for brylee.
and just as her dad had promised, the four gryffindors had come to see her during lunch, just after dumbledore had dropped by and told brylee that her supplies for the year would be put in her room after her sorting later that evening. that is, except for her wand, which had miraculously survived the whole ordeal brylee had gone through. remus, james, sirius, and peter had tried every way they could to try and get information about the future out of brylee, but she wouldn't spill a single thing.
if there was one thing she was excited about in this timeline was to meet younger maeve theo. maeve always talked about how she was the most ravenclaw ravenclaw to exist. with perfect grades and even being on the ravenclaw quidditch team as a chaser, just like brylee. she was a model student.
brylee was curious to see how maeve had ever even started interacting with remus or james or sirius. and though she'd seen her mum talking to sirius before, they seemed like a very unlikely friendship, but as brylee soon learned in her time, it just worked out.
but she was curious to just meet her mother and brylee prayed that her sorting ceremony would go quick without any trouble, unlike last time when the stupid hat took so long to place her in a house. little brylee had been terrified that she couldn't be—wouldn't be—put into any house at all.
before the evening had arrived, brylee was out of the hospital bed—she felt like an old woman when she cracked her back. she'd put on plain house robes that would have her house symbol magically imprinted after the sorting that dumbledore had brought for her. they were a size too big, but she'd suffer with them for a bit, at least till she could get someone in hogsmeade to fix it for her.
her nervousness was clearly visible as she stood with professor mcgonagall outside the dining hall. she fiddled with the hem of her sleeve and almost pulled out a string before the gryffindor head put her hand on her shoulder. brylee jumped.
the professor smiled at her softly. "try not to worry about it too much, dear."
brylee nodded, but she was still hesitant about how she'd fit into the school. everyone would know each other and be friends so why would they let a stranger into their friend group? what if she let spill something that happened in her time and messed something up? brylee almost snorted out loud at that. she'd already messed everything up by telling remus lupin he would become a father in the future and that she was his child.
oh merlin, she was now understanding why those time turners had been locked away. they were dangerous, too dangerous if they were ever to get into the wrong hands. if they were to get into you-know-who's hand, who knows what he could do with one?
