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29th January 1987
The halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were filled with students as they headed towards their common rooms ready for bed.
There was a group of boys dressed in proud Gryffindor robes. They were whispering amongst themselves probably upto no good. As the boys walked towards the grand staircase heading towards their common room plotting their next prank, a voice shouted out one of the guys name, or well more like his surname. “Accolti! ACCOLTI!”
Alessandro turned around to address the person who was shouting out his name. His eyebrows high as being addressed by this person was very rare. “What does she want?” Sirius questioned his best mate. Sandro shrugged his guess good as Sirius’s,” Don’t have the faintest idea.”
Cassiopeia Black glared at the students standing in her way who quickly made space for her to move. The youngest Black walked towards the marauders, head held high.
She marched straight towards Alessandro ignoring her brother like she has for the past two years. “Strictly confidential. Don’t show to Pettigrew.” She muttered the last part so that her voice was only audible to him, whilst pressing a piece of parchment to his chest. Sandro nodded and took it.
She glanced at Sirius, scrunched her nose slightly at Peter, ignored James, gave Remus a nod of acknowledgment and lastly shared a look with Sandro before heading off towards her other brother who was waiting at a distance watching the group. Regulus asked her something which she replied to with a nod and then the pair walked towards the dungeons like the other Slytherins and Hufflepuffs.
”What’s that ? “ Sirius was quick to question.
”Tell you later.” Sandro replied as he stuffed the parchment in his pocket and then walked towards the common room with his group.
*•———••••
The boys were now in their dormitory Alessandro opened the parchment he had gotten from Cassiopeia. It read,
𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝑀𝓇 𝒜𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒾, 𝐵𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀, 𝒫𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐿𝓊𝓅𝒾𝓃,
𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝟩𝓉𝒽 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓉 𝟣𝟣𝓅𝓂 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉. 𝒫𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑀𝓇 𝒫𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝑔𝓇𝑒𝓌 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈.
𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈,
𝒜𝓁𝒷𝓊𝓈 𝒟𝓊𝓂𝒷𝓁𝑒𝒹𝑜𝓇𝑒
Alessandro frowned. Why wasn’t Peter allowed to know was beyond him. But he supposed that Dumbledore had his reasons. Deciding to let his other mates know he got up from his four poster bed stretched.
*•———•••
The four boys walked towards the corridor chattering about the letter. When they reached their destination they were surprised to find some other students there. A few of them being graduates. It was Molly and Arthur Weasley, Fabian and Gideon Prewett, Alice Fortescue, Frank Longbottom, Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon, Severus Snape, Bellatrix Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy, Andromeda Tonks, Regulus and Cassiopeia Black.
While they were happy to see the Gryffindors no one was particularly fond of the Slytherins. “Let me guess you got a letter too?” Lily said.
”That’s right Lily flower. Did you all too?” James asked throwing her a grin as he messed his hair.
Lily rolled her eyes at his antics.
“Where’s Dumbledore Black “ Sandro questioned the grey eyed blonde. “Why are you asking me? I don’t know.” The girl answered.
Just when he opened his mouth to point out that she was the one who had given him the letter which could be fake for all he knew Dumbledore’s voice called out to them, “Ah children! Please come on in.” He said gesturing towards a door on the wall they were standing in front of. He was accompanied by the transfiguration professor.
The group entered the room for which the door had magically appeared. “Please take a seat.” Dumbledore said motioning towards the tables and benches in the room.
”As you can see we are in the room of requirement. The reason for which I have summoned you is because of a very peculiar letter that I received today before dinner asking all of our presence here.” He explained.
”What letter sir?” Lily asked. And just when she did things started to happen.
All of a sudden there was a loud bang and a bright yellow light covered the room. Then the light dimmed down between the tables of the teachers and the students and a desk that had a dark box with golden engravings all over it materialised out of thin air.
"What is that?" Narcissa whispered to Bellatrix.
"Where did it come from?" Marlene whispered to Sirius who looked as shocked as her.
"I thought you couldn't apparate on school grounds." James muttered.
Albus Dumbledore walked towards the box in order to inspect it. Holding his wand over the item he waved it to find it free of curses. The headmaster leaned down closer as the other teachers got closer to examine the box.
"So... now what?" Alice asked.
As soon as she did all the lights in the room went out frightening most of the student. However, the box began to glow brightly. Colourful streams of light seeped out from the box and moved down the table to its legs and moved to encircle the students.
Then the lights in the room came back on and the box ceased glowing.
"Well that was unusual." Sirius Black said breaking the silence.
A silt appeared atop the box and a parchment flew out and went straight to Cassiopeia and stopped right in front of her. Waiting for her to take it. Puzzled she took it.
The box began to twist and break and reshape itself.
The room of requirement also began to change the tables and benches all broke and shifted startling everyone. The wooden furniture transformed in comfy chairs that pulled the students and teachers into themselves as well.
"What the hell is going on?" James Potter shouted.
The box had stopped transforming.
"Everyone stay calm and silent please." Albus Dumbledore commanded.
"Albus what is the meaning of this?" Minerva who was sitting beside him questioned.
"I cannot say for certain but let's just wait and see hmm. Please read the note Miss Black."
Cassiopeia held out the note and read it out loud,” Don’t panic all will be explained have patience.”
So they all waited and then…
Slowly the box glowed and then a projection was happening. The scene in front showed a ceiling before it moved and came into focus on three kids. They all looked similar with aristocratic looks, high cheekbones, pale skin dark hair and startling grey eyes. The only difference was some facial structure and the obvious age gap along with slight differences in their hair. Other than that they could pass by as siblings.
"So, this is being recorded?" The girl sitting in the middle of the two boys questioned.
The younger one nodded, “Yeah I turned it on.”
"Okay then." The man cleared his throat and began. "Hello everyone, to those of you who are here listening to this message don't be alarmed...well not yet at least. My name is Castor and I am here to warn you. This is Estella and Perseus. And as you all can probably guess we are Blacks. Who our parents are will be revealed in the memories we’ve sent you..”
"For those of you who don't know us that's fine I'd be surprised if you did." Estella continued. "Seeing as we have yet to be born yet."
"What?"
"What did they say?" Exclaimed the people in the room.
"As some of you probably figured out, I am from the future. And this whole message is from the future."
"Impossible!" Frank shouted.
"Quiet." Minerva snapped at the student.
"I know that you are in the middle of a war and everything seems insane but what you're going through isn't as bad as what we've just gone through."
"I doubt it." Sirius muttered.
"We have just finished with the second Wizarding war, and we have suffered too much." Perseus said. "Don't get me wrong we won but like a wise woman said. Wars are never a lasting solution for a problem."
"Another war?" McGonagall repeated.
"That's why we've decided to save those we've lost the best way is to send this message back in time before the first war ended to ensure that the second never starts."
"Oh, my goodness." Molly Weasley said gripping her husband's hand in hers.
"Now then we've collected the memories of many people and complied them in a way similar to that of a film so that they're easy to grasp. We would like to wish you luck.” Estella remarked.
”Secrets are going to be unveiled.” Perce told them.
”Traitors will be found.” Castor commented.
”Wrong will be right.” Estella informed.
”And hopefully love will blossom sooner in my parents this time.” Perce said. "Let’s get this party started then, shall we?”
As soon as he said that the projection ended, and a white sheet flew out and covered the wall in front before an image started to appear.
And with that began the possibility of something new.