Legacy Rewritten

Explanations

"And just where do you think you're going?" Zander questioned, intently stepping forward a bit more as if he sensed that I was a few seconds away from just shoving past them and making a run for it. "Potions?" I tried, giving my goofiest smile as I just tried to brush it off as such an innocent reply. "Ha ha ha, very funny. You have potions with all three of us, and while yes, we do have potions today, we still have plenty of time before then. Where are you really going?" Sebastian said, adding onto Zander's question, raising a singular eyebrow at me in skepticism and wait. "Alright, fine. You got me. I was going to go to Spindwitches to buy a broom so that I can escape you guys even quicker next time. That, and practicing on my own broom seems like a much better thing to do than to always be borrowing the schools' broom when they allow me to do so. I know though, brooms...so dangerous...definitely need supervision to go buy one," I said sarcastically, hoping that they would drop it and let me leave. 

However, given my luck, I knew that the likelihood of that happening is fairly impossible...maybe if I'd never entered into the lives of the three Slytherin boys in front of me. Though, to be fair, one in particular I entered into a friendship with him since he was the only one around me growing up, meaning my brother. "Well, Ominis told us about your endeavor into the forest, literally chasing flipping floating candles of all things, only to end up in a cave, likely to be tortured by Ashwinders if he hadn't stepped in and saved you. You do know that he absolutely despises speaking in parsel-tongue...yet, he did so in order to save you from them. The least you could do is allow us in, to allow us to help you. You're unbearably stubborn, we share that in common, but Ominis also told us that you promised him that you'd tell us what has been happening so that we could come alongside you, to be your partners in this. You're not going to keep hiding from us, are you?" Zander asked, clearly hoping that I would choose to keep my promise.

Sighing, I knew that I would keep that promise as I began to tell them everything that happened: all the way from the venture to Gringotts up until the present day. I then asked them how they always seem to know where I was, causing them to hesitate slightly. "Oh... and now who's being dishonest?" I said, raising my eyebrow in skepticism, "You want me to be honest with you, how about you guys tell me how you always seem to find me. And don't tell me it's 'sheer luck'...you've found me in the middle of the forest, in the most random parts of the castle, heck, even Ominis somehow knew I had flying class today before I even knew. Tell me, boys, how is that even possible?" I questioned further, putting my hands on my hips as I waited, seeing them all appear to take a deep breath before I heard a chorus of sighs from them. It was Ominis who decided to speak up, something I wasn't entirely surprised over since he was the first one to confront my aloof actions as of late. 

"We were given a map...from one of the professors. I won't tell you who it was, they were only concerned for your safety, so the professor gave us this map that tells us where you are. Here," he said, handing me a piece of folded parchment that simply read: "Marauder's Map". "To open it, all you have to say is: 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good". And whenever you're done looking, you have to say "Mischief managed", or else anyone could read it if they were to somehow grab it from you," Ominis added on at seeing my confused expression. I tapped the map once, uttering the words to open the map and surely enough, as soon as I unfolded the map, I saw not only my own footsteps but also those of the three wizards in front of me, standing in the school grounds courtyard. It was surprisingly accurate after all, it absolutely made sense that they had known exactly where I'd went when Jackdaw took me through the forest. 

"Mischief managed..." I muttered, tapping it once more as I handed back the map to Ominis. "So, if you could see where I've been, why didn't you come to help me in the map chamber maze...or under the restricted section...or even in Jackdaw's tomb where I had to face between 20 and 50 spiders, 4 of them being matriarch spiders, two inside of the tomb, two outside of the tomb," I trailed off, slightly hurt that they had this resource and still stood out of it. At my question, confusion only grew on the faces of the three Slytherins in front of me as they all glanced at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and looked back to meet my gaze again. However, there were three of them, so I just opted to look at each of them for a few seconds before moving to the next if I was the one talking. This time though, Sebastian began to answer, so I shifted my full attention to the copper-haired Slytherin who had stepped a bit closer to me.