Eyes That Shine Like Stars

Chapter 3: I am Lord Voldemort

So, I know this one will probably be confusing. I have problems with verb tenses, so bear with me. After this the story will not have much to do with Victoire and them, so I am sorry if that was annoying of me to add those random P.O.V.s in. This chapter and the next one are really long, but they will be a lot shorter after that. The meme thingy makes me laugh, and the video is the scene from the movie where he shows how his name is all jumbled up and all.

Cassiopeia's P.O.V

The broom closet had expanded, a lot. There were also books on the shelves that now lined the walls. I stood up and looked at the books. They were all about dark magic. Horcruxes, inferi, torture curses, torture potions, there were books on Occlumency and Leglimens, and although those were not bad in and of themselves, they could definitely be put to horrible use. I then noticed the snakes slithering along the floor, creepy and weird. There was a desk with books and papers spread over it in an orderly fashion.

I looked over at the girl I had apparently picked up. My suspicions were confirmed. She was, in fact, Mrs. Weasley, but she looked about sixteen years old. I passed a mirror, and though I didn't dare look at it too long, I saw myself not as the thirteen year old with curly-frizzy hair, but a beautiful sixteen year old myself, my hair tamed into perfect curls, the Hogwarts uniform I was wearing didn't hide the new curves I had apparently grown. I did check to make sure it wasn't the mirror of Erised, although I don't care about my looks enough for that to be my greatest desire. I didn't actually believe the mirror, or I tried not to, it was probably full of dark magic, of course, like everything else in the room, but I had to know. She was still sitting on the floor, a dazed expression on her face as the snakes slithered all over her, not harming her a bit. I pulled her to her feet. "We had better get out of here!" I said, rather stupidly.

I was surprised to find that we made it to the door without mishap. We both quickly realized that we were in Hogwarts, but it wasn't the same as when I attended there, nor apparently as when she was there. Everybody we passed in the halls looked somehow, lighter, happier, more carefree. This must be either the Marauders Era, as we had come to call it back home, or before. During both Mrs. Weasley's, we Hermione's and my lives, too many orphans of war attended Hogwarts. People like Harry whose parents had been murdered, or like Neville, whose parents were injured beyond repair.

I looked over at Mrs. Weasley, "Mrs. We- um Hermione, how old am I? I mean how old do I look?" I asked tentatively. The question was still bothering me.

"How do you know my name?" Questioned Hermione, quite reasonably if you think about it, although it was annoying that she completely ignored my question.

"Oh, I am from after you, well at the same time as you, but after you now. You're married and have two kids when I am from. It's great actually, Rosie is adorable, and I'll stop talking about now." Great. Even if I do look like a gorgeous sixteen year old, I still am an awkward thirteen year old who doesn't know how to talk to people deep down in my soul. I can talk to my friends okay, but people I don't know, yeah, it is siriusly torturous.

Hermione asked the obvious question, "who am I married to?"

"Oh, Ron. I mean wrong question. You probably shouldn't ask that question, Mrs. We--- Walzib Mrs. Walzib, that is it. Mrs. Hermione Walzib and her two children Rose and Hugo Walzib, red hair just like their father, who has um blonde hair. They have the personalities of their father, not his hair, why would they have his hair? That is stupid, no they inherited their flaming red hair from their uncle on their father's side. Yes, that is what they did. And it could definitely not be Ron Weasley which you might have accidentally heard. His name is Roonil, Roonil Walzib. In fact Ron marries, ah Cho! Cho Chang, although he dated Parvati first. Also Lavender Brown, but we don't talk about that. I never thought I would see Ron marrying a Ravenclaw, but there you have it, I wouldn't be surprised if both of his kids were sorted into Ravenclaw they're so smart! I mean Ros--- Ross, his son can basically do third year level stuff, and he is like, um three. So that is great. Whenever you get back to your time, keep a watch out for Cho and Ron, unlikely, but very true. Very very very true."