Hogwarts: A Hope Through Time (Book 1)

Chapter 3

Hope strolled out of the fireplace at a brisk pace with her eyes partially shut as the converging green flames died down behind her. When she heard the indistinct chatter around her she opened her eyes to take in the establishment that was the Leaky Cauldron. Hope stepped over to the nearest unoccupied table to lean against until the Flamel's showed up.
"That wasn't as difficult as the books made it out to be." Hope muttered under her breath so no one in the pub would hear her.

After a couple of moments the fireplace flares with green fire and Nicolas walks out with a slightly panicked expression before it settles at the sight of Hope. Nic walks over towards the young Tribrid and copies her actions as he leans on the table with her.

He leaned down next to Hope's ear and whispered. "While we are here, make sure to just call us Nic and Nelle. No one will recognise us, but it's best not to give people any hints."

"Sure thing Nic." Hope replies in a normal voice as Perenelle walks out of the fireplace.
"Hey, Nelle. Floo Travel is not as difficult as I thought it would be." Hope called aloud over the boisterous crowd with a smile as Nelle made her way over to the mischievous pair.

Nelle laughed with a proud smile, drawing the attention of the barkeeper, Tom, who called out from over the bar while cleaning a glass. "Hey Fell's. Do you want me to hold a table for you?"

"No thanks Tom. Just getting some supplies for our ward so we won't know how long we will be. But thanks for offering, Tom." Nic answered with a smile as he walked towards the back alley way of the pub with his wife and Hope following him.

Nicolas pulled out his wand and tapped on the corresponding bricks to open the magical gateway to Diagon Alley. Hope came up next to Perenelle and tapped her arm and motioned for the older witch to lean down so Hope could whisper in the Healer's ear. "Fell's?"

"We needed a last name for people to call us by. Might as well shorten our names and use an alliterate last name to see if people can figure out who we are. It's kind of like a game for us. To see if anyone can make the connection. We leave some obvious hints so others can guess, otherwise it's not any fun." Perenelle replied just as quietly with a playful smirk.

Hope smiled and shook her head at Perenelle antics. "No belief that the Magical Community can put 2 and 2 together?"
Nic heard the back end of Nelle's explanation and mumbled back to Hope with a roll of his eyes, "Hasn't happened yet."
"Well, have fun with that. I won't ruin your game." Hope chuckled to herself as the Flamel's guided the small auburn haired girl towards the crooked building that houses Gringotts Bank.

When the trio entered the incredibly large and acoustic building made up of practically marble only, Nicolas and Perenelle walked up to one of the Goblins standing behind a large wooden desk.
Nelle placed a hand on Hope's shoulder while Nic moved back silently so he was behind the Tribrid's other shoulder. Placing Hope in between them as they waited quietly and patiently for the Goblin to notice them.
As one of the Goblin's eyes tilted up and saw one of their oldest clients, the small creature stood up before making his way around the desk so he was standing in front of the trio regarding the young girl in curiosity.
The Goblin spoke in a deep and growl-like voice. "This way, please."
Then walked off down a corridor behind him expecting the group to follow behind him.

The group followed the Goblin but Hope was frowning slightly as the seemingly bitter creature ignored them as he acted as a guide for the trio. Instead of saying anything Hope decided to stay quiet as she doesn't want to piss off a Magical Creature for no reason.
Especially a whole community that she knows looks after the money in the wizarding world. That would be a rather stupid idea if she can't find a way home sooner than she would like.

The Goblin opened a door to an office and motioned for the group to enter, as soon as Hope made it through the door.
The Goblin shut the door behind the group and walked further into the room before greeting them with a hand over his heart and a small nod. "Greetings Mr and Mrs Flamel. May your gold ever grow and prosper."