Lost Girl (Harry Potter x Winx Club) (Rivin Fanfiction)

Chapter Three: The Unexpected Event

The next memory shows a teenage girl's bedroom, quite messy with books and drawings all over. Dirty and clean laundry on the floor around her bed.

"Wake up, sleepy head! The sun's been up for ages!" A woman's voice calls.

"Five more minutes, Mom." A red headed girl groans, tossing over in her bed, a sleeping bunny by her.

"That's not Lillian," Sirius points out in shock.

"Perhaps we're watching memories from not only Lillian but also who she will soon adapt as her friends." Mcgonagall suggests, some nodding along to understand. The Potter's slightly disappointed, they wanted to see how Lillian had grown up to be.

"You're late Bloom!" Bloom's mother tells her, causing her to jump up and get ready quickly. Running around, shoving clothes from off the floor on hasitaly.

"School?!" She gasped. "Oh no! Why didn't you wake me up before?! Oh, the alarm didn't go off! Oh no! I can't believe this!" Bloom stopped suddenly.

"What's happening?" Bill asked in confusion as his brothers watched him in amusement, Charlie and many others in a similar state.

"How does that girl get ready so fast?" Ginny complains. "It takes me at least an hour to wake up."

"I know, totally unfair." The rest of the girls agreed.

"Is that what a girl's room looks like?" Ron asked Harry and Castor. Both shrugging helplessly.

"Hang on a sec, school's out! The alarm didn't go off because I'm on vacation! Oh mom, your joke isn't funny!" She groaned.

"Bloom... Ah, but you fell for it, didn't you?" Vanessa laughed. Bloom rubbed her eyes sleepy.

"I'm sleepy. I'm going back to bed." Bloom tells her, crawling under her sheets.

"You should try going to bed earlier, you know. You were up really late last night." Vanessa scolds her.

"I was reading..." Bloom says sheepishly as her mother picks up a fairy tale book.

""Fairies: Myth or Reality?" Urgh, don't you ever get tired of these silly things?" She asks with a roll of her eyes.

"Fairies aren't real." Hermione huffs, some Ravenclaw's nodding in agreement.

"What's a fairy?" Arther asked in interest.

"I'll explain at the end," Hermione said sweetly. "Just write everything down."

"They're not silly, okay?" Bloom defends, sitting up as her mom walks away.

"Actually, now that school is over, you can help me in the shop!"

"Noooo!!" Bloom whines.

"She talks back to her mother?" Harry asked in absolute horror.

"Imagine if I did that." Ron says, making his siblings shudder.

"Imagine having a mother to talk back to." Castor laughs before stopping quickly, having caught his father's glares. "But I mean... Papa Moony is just as scary."

A knock on the door is heard as a girl opened up one of her hazel eyes, the beautiful swirls of green laced within.

"Lillian," Lily mutters with a small smile, leaning into James who had a loving smile. Marley however leaned forward in anticipation, maybe they were alike.

Many boys looked at the screen in shock and admiration, the Potter girl was beautiful. No doubt about it.

"Princess?" A voice called from the hallway. "Queen Samara asked me to wake you."