Under their control

XII

"Why would we get ready", Henry mumbles as he finally joins the conversation.

"Well breakfast just started, so I assumed you'd want to get dressed before classes."

"What, it's 7:30", Alice crawls across Susan and trips as she runs towards the closet.

Slowly the group begins to find their way back to their own dorms. Sitting down at her desk she slips on her shoes. While waiting on the others she gathers her school supplies and puts them in her black school bag. Ares can't help but notice that she has more textbooks than the girls. Shaking it off she throws her bag over her shoulder.

"I'm walking up to the Great Hall with the boys", Ares shouts so that the girls can hear her through the doors. Walking out to the common room she finds a seat on a couch to wait for the boys. A loan thud echoes behind her causing her to whip her head around. Laying on the floor at the bottom of the stairs is none other than Kennan. Andon and Thorton walk down the stairs after him laughing.

"What happened to him", Ares asks as she crosses the room to stand over Kennan.

"Claims he's too hungover for this", Thorton answers the girl.

"Mother goose you must get up, for I will get lost if you do not help me to the Great Hall."

Jumping up faster than should be possible Kennan smiles at the younger girl.

"My darling duckling I shall guide you", catching ahold of her wrist Kennan pulls the girl across the common room.

"Are you two gonna come", Ares shouts over her shoulder.

"For you Sweets? Always", Thorton tells her as he follows close behind.

Andon flicks the back of Thorton's head, "Watch it she's a firstie."

"A firstie that made it to the top of the HH list", he retorts.

"What's the HH list", Ares asks as she's now walking between Thorton and Kennan with the latter's arm around her shoulders.

"The HH list is all the girls in Hogwarts rated hottest to ugliest based on a democratic vote amongst the guys", Kennan answers.

"That's stupid", Ares retorts as her lip curls in disgust.

"Well you're number one as of last night", Thorton says with a dismissive wave.

Groaning the girl throws her head back where she catches the stare of a Slytherin. Turning in Kennan's arm she walks backwards while facing said Slytherins group of friends.

"May I help you", the girl asks with a sarcastic smirk.

"Hmmm what would the family think if they saw a Young in Hufflepuff", a boy to the first Slytherin's left sneers.

"Doesn't matter, cause they're opinions can stay in their graves", Ares answers back with a huge smile.

"ARES", a shout from behind the Slytherins draws her attention. Before a boy with chocolate skin and buzzed hair steps forward.

"BLAISE", she shouts back before breaking out of Kennan's arm to hug him.

"So how's my favorite Hufflepuff", his question directed at the girl as his aloof stature returns.

"How's the snake pit?"

"Funny, you should get to breakfast", Blaise drawls clearly unamused.

Giving a final smile she turns skipping back to her Hufflepuff friends.

"Who is that", Kennan immediately questions protectively.

"That's Blaise, we met on the boat ride", she answers uninterested. Before anyone can ask more questions the group enters the Great Hall. Walking to the Hufflepuff table the group gets stopped by their head of house, Professor Sprout.

"Miss Young you need to go to Professor Mcgonagall's office to receive your schedule."

"Do you know why Professor", Ares blurts before she realizes.

"I think it's about extra curriculars, which must be a safeguarded secret", she says with a meaningful look.

"Thank you Professor", Ares waves as Sprout walks to the opposite side of the room.

"What was that about", Andon looks down at her so that she can't avoid his question.

With her bag over her shoulder and her robes over her arm she turns to leave. Before walking away she calmly says, "I'll tell you later." But on the inside the girl is panicking. What if it's about her not being able to play quidditch. What if the Professor found out about her parents.

Walking up to the office door her deep breath rings through the deserted hall. Rapping on the door three times she takes a step back in case the door opens her way. Though the door swings inwards to the sight of Professor Mcgonagall sitting at her desk. Glasses perched on her face slide down a little as she looks expectantly at the girl. Giving a small smile Ares steps inside afraid to break the silence.

"Please sit Miss Young", Mcgonagall says waving her arm towards the desk in front of her. Walking forward Ares has to will her legs not to buckle from nerves. Sitting delicately in the front desk she crosses her legs and lowers the bag on her shoulder to the floor.

"Now, your schedule is quite advanced for a first year because Dumbledore feels you are talented enough."

Handing Ares the schedule she leans back in her chair. Mcgonagall's brain runs with what could be so special about the girl. Apart from the apparent scar on her face and the color of her hair she looks ordinary. When the girl looks up the two lock eyes and the Professor's breath catches in her throat. Those awful eyes that have brought so much pain and misery. Those blue eyes that hold so much darkness one begins to question if blue is accurate. Those eyes that hide secrets and can disguise lies with their beauty. As if reading her thoughts the girl looks down shamefully.

"As you can see a few of your advanced classes overlap with the required ones. Which is why we've convinced the ministry to let you use a time turner."

Recognition plagues her eyes as the girl curiously stares at the necklace on Mcgonagall's desk that previously went unnoticed. The flat necklace has a small hourglass in the middle of a gold plate. Two thin rings encircle the middle plate as though protecting it. The gold chain latches onto the gold center like the charm would fall apart without it. Mcgonagall picks up the small necklace and places it in front of the girl.

"Based on your reaction I assume you know what it is", the professor asks the girl with a furrowed brow.

"A time turner: a small device which allows for one to travel back in time. Closely monitored by the ministry one can only travel back 5 hours before serious consequences ensue. One turn of the inner piece represents one hour to be traveled. The outer loop is to keep the device structurally safe while the inner loop is to keep the magic stable.", Ares answers recalling a book she once read.

Mcgonagall stares at the girl with awe and shock. She just recited what sounds like a book paragraph without so much as a pause. With a tight lip smile she sends the girl on her way with a warning not to tell anyone about the device. Luckily the charm on the necklace is small enough that if worn when visible would just look like a regular necklace.

When in the hall she gives her schedule one final glance before heading back to the Great Hall.

A/N: Thank you to my 8 readers, you all make me so happy. My other books posted suck so please ignore them, but I do have an Oliver Wood, Remus Lupin, Charlie Weasley, and Harry Potter fanfics in the making. If you have any requests just let me know, I'm trying to get through the first three years kinda fast, so that I can get to the saucy stuff. Lol the word saucy makes me uncomfortable. Anyways I love you all to death and should have the next chapter up soon ❤️