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[chesaok]

Theo: Astoria, will you come to the masquerade ball with me?

Astoria: What? Me? Did you get the sisters mixed up?

Theo: I didn't mix it up. Daphne rejected my idea of a one-night gender swap. She also yelled at me!

Astoria: Theo…

Theo: I just wanted to dress up as a little mermaid, and she would dress up as Prince Eric…

Astoria: Theo, I think Daphne got your idea a little wrong.

Theo frowning: What? How else can you understand it... * Falls silent. Gasps. Grabbing his ass.* NOOOOOO. THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!!!!

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— Guys, has anyone seen Daphne? She was supposed to come back from home today," Blaze chattered convulsively, approaching the sofa in the Slytherin dungeons. Being the head prefect, he was here extremely rarely and then either because of the parties or for her sake.

Malfoy's voice was as cold and indifferent as ever, but regret was drowning in his gray eyes. It was like he was saying, "I'm sorry." But no, he was silent and Blaze was unspeakably scared. Daphne and Astoria should have returned from their sudden trip home an hour ago. She wrote to him about it. The letter was very short and dry, no heart dots at the end. It's not like her at all. Zabini came out of the dungeons and went in search of the girl.

— Story! He called out to the younger Greengrass. The blonde was standing with her back to him, looking out the window, hugging herself. She looked like a wax figure, the only thing that destroyed the image was her shoulders often shaking from mute sobs. — Story, where's Daphne? Why are you crying? — the Slytherin threw her blond hair back, tossed her head to look into her friend's brown eyes. Into eyes filled with love and excitement for her older sister. Astoria didn't want to be a messenger of bad news, she knew that Daphne had to tell everything herself.

— We arrived ten minutes ago, she went to you, — Blaze wanted to make sure that everything was fine with Astoria, that she would not be left standing here in proud solitude, crying and reproaching herself for something, when shuffling sounds were heard behind her. The boy who survived. He's with Story. As always. He doesn't need to go down to the dungeons for another purpose. "Go to her, Blaze.

He went. No, I ran. With all his legs he rushed to the headmen's tower. Bad thoughts were brewing in his head and smoke was already pouring out of his ears. Panic was rising in my throat. He was tempted to stop and throw up all the accumulated bile. Damn excitement and fear. Blaze hated that fucking feeling. — Daphne! He shouted, running up the stairs to his room. She knew the password, so she passed through the portrait unhindered and went up to his chambers. That only made it scarier. He could no longer restrain himself, he wanted to see her as soon as possible. "Daphne," he repeated, quieter and more broken because of shortness of breath. Once at the aisle, he paused for a moment and then pushed the door open. She was sitting on his bed, hugging his left arm and whimpering softly. — Honey?

— Blaze, — the Slytherin couldn't lift her head to look into his eyes. She loved his eyes so much... But now she couldn't bear their warmth, as if she didn't deserve it. The guy slowly approached her and squatted down, gently covering her knees with his palms.

—Honey," he wanted to say something else, but when he saw her eyes swollen from tears and her bitten lips parted, he couldn't.

"I couldn't, Blaze. They wanted to do it with Astoria. She's too young and pure for that. I couldn't let him," the girl finally looked at him. Zabini has not seen so much pain and sorrow for a long time. And I never thought that I would see it in my beloved eyes. Not Daphne...

— What happened?

"He chose Astoria, but I screamed, asked him to choose me, take me," she sobbed loudly and lowered her left hand so that Blaze could see the ugly black pattern on her forearm and the red skin around the careless lines of darkness. The mark looked completely foreign on her white skin. It shouldn't have happened to her, not to his Daphne. "I belong to him now, Blaze. I didn't want it so much, but I belong to him.

Words were superfluous. Zabini slowly kissed Daphne's palm, wanted to run his fingers over the fresh mark, but saw how Greengrass bent from a light touch and realized that it still hurt like hell.

They lay in his bed until the next morning. She was crying, and he was hugging her, singing some lullaby about a better world of the future.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 10/10

The end

The director advises the twins on what and how they should do. They nod at every word he says. Lyra takes the flywheel out from under her jacket and hands it to her brother so that the two of them can take it up. They spin it for a long time and at the moment disappear in their own time.

— I'm glad it's over, — the guy exhales and plops down on the bed.

— It is necessary to hide the flywheel while the parents are away, — but as soon as Lyra voices this thought, the sound of heels is heard outside the doors of the parents' bedroom. She hastily puts the pendant in one of the drawers and waits for the door to open.

— Lyra, Scorpius, I've been looking for you, what are you here..., — she freezes looking at the mess of the bedroom. Behind mom's back, the father appears and on his face the same surprise bordering on anger.

— What happened here?! Why are all the things on the floor?! — Draco is angry. Before finding the flywheel, they turned their parents' room inside out in search of their gifts.

— Lyra, Scorpius, when Dad and I come home from work, we don't want to see this mess in our room! — the guys cheerfully exchange glances and quietly go to their parents. Lyra stands in front of Dad, and Scorpio stands in front of Mom. They smile cheerfully, and their parents look at them suspiciously.

—Then don't look, — they say in unison and playfully close both their eyes.

— We'll talk about it later, — Hermione says, smiling. — Honey, — she says to her son. — Albus is there, he wants to discuss something with you.

— Salazar, they'll make up. What a charm, it's a great love! — Lyra scrolls on her toes and looks at her brother with inspiration.

— Lyra!

— Brother, you should sort out your feelings. Albus Potter or Rosa Zabini…

— I'll kill you!

— Not Potter, son, — Draco says, and everyone laughs.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 9/10

On Monday afternoon, Scorpius and Lyra walked around the castle with Blaze.

—Malfoy, you're just an insufferable jerk," Hermione Granger's voice rang out all over the corridor.

— I wonder what this time? — The mulatto giggled and rubbed his hands together.

— Granger, fuck off.

— Do they have that often? — Lyra asked, watching her mother stomp viciously towards her father.

— Every day? Maybe more often, — Blaise replied in a lower voice, so as not to scare off the demonstration of the quarrel.

— I don't want to watch you smoke in the backyard every day! — Hermione stops beside him and stomps her foot viciously, like a little child.

— Does Dad smoke? — Lyra whispers, and Skorp just shrugs.

— You know what? he turns on his heel and takes a small step toward her. — Then don't look, — gently covers her eyes with his hand and smiles. "It's none of your business when I smoke, Granger.

—Idiots,— Blaise groans.

— Lyra, Scorpius, wait! Headmaster Dumbledore is waiting for you, — Hermione throws them and pulls them towards Albus' office.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 8/10

On Saturday they went to Hogsmeade in a big Slytherin company. Lyra and Skorp watched everything as if they had really seen everything for the first time. Cafes, shops and everything else has been restored and looks much newer in their time. But the atmosphere emanating from the "Three Brooms" of the parents' times is simply indescribable.

They entered the cafe to Blaise's stormy stories about what a trump and wonderful place they have in this institution. But as soon as they walked into the back of the hall, all the Slytherins seemed to have grown into the floor.

There were Gryffindors sitting at the table Blaze was pointing to. Ron Weasley had victory on his face. He liked to "win" the snakes like that.

— What the fuck? — Malfoy growls.

— It seems the Gryffindors have confused their table near the toilet with ours, — Parkinson laughs and takes a step forward.

— Can't we sit down together? — Scorpius gives his voice and already feels sorry, because the evil looks of the guys are directed at him.

— And what, we've never done this, maybe we'll try? — Blaze supports the idea of a new one and cheerfully jumps to a place near Ginny Weasley.

— I wanted to sit there, — Scorp hisses, and Lyra grins.

— I'll remind you again that these are the parents of YOUR Rose, so let's be quiet, — Lyra floats to a place near Theo and he smiles at her playfully. Scorpius and Draco collide foreheads near an empty seat next to Hermione. They drill into each other and Lyra is reminded of a moment from childhood. When Hermione beckoned to her son, and Draco rebelled with the words "This is my wife!". "And my mom!", a small Scorpion squeaked in response.

— I'll sit with my sister, — the guy said angrily, giving way to his father. This time he decided to lose in order to win against him repeatedly in the future.

Draco plops down next to Granger and briefly whispers something into her hair.

—Firewhisky to everyone, — Blaise squeaks cheerfully, and some look askance at him. It was twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

— And fruit, — Ginny supports him and everyone gives up before morning drinking.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 7/10

The twins strolled through the corridors of Hogwarts after lights out, knowing that they would obviously get nothing for it.

— Do you think Mom and Dad are already together at this time? Lyra suddenly asks, wanting to get the image of young Theo out of her head. We have to think about something else, completely different.

— I don't know. The way he looked at her in Defense against the Dark Arts, as if he hates, not loves, he shrugs and puts his hands deeper into his pockets.

— He could look at her like that because she was helping Harry Potter or Mr. Weasley!

— Dad is very jealous.

— It is so…

They reached the turn and were about to move towards the faculty's living room when they heard a quiet giggle and a whisper. Scorpius was already ready to bypass the obstacle, but Lyra decided to come closer.

— Lyra! — her brother shushed her.

The girl quietly made her way to the source of the sounds and looked behind the partition that hid the two lovers making out.

— Lyra, Holy shit!

— omg..., — she whispered in response and beckoned her brother with her finger so that he would come to her as soon as possible.

—Hermione, I don't want to see you helping Weasel and holding his hand, — Draco hissed, tightly squeezing the brown—haired woman's waist in his hands. She pretended to be dissatisfied with the guy's behavior and scowled menacingly.

— Then don't look, — she quickly covered his eyes with her hands, and then pressed her lips to the tense neck of the guy. She kissed all the confessions of the world without saying them out loud.

—Granger, I'm serious, — he says through clenched teeth, trying to muffle the desire to take her here and now. Scorpius pulls Lyra away from the heat of passion.

— Now she would have snapped and said "Granger-Malfoy", — laughed Lyra.

— You've only been at Hogwarts for a day, and you've already caught our lovebirds? — Theo picked up his pace and overtook the twins. He put his hand on Lyra's shoulder and smiled selflessly.

— We are very observant, — the girl answers him with the same flirtatious smile. Scorpius looks at all this and is already reaching for the nearest urn to spit out the whole breakfast, lunch and dinner.

— Why are you hanging around after lights out?

— The same question for you, Mr. Nott, — Lyra smiled and threw the guy's hand off her shoulder. This only provoked him. He loved to run after girls, to achieve and receive.

— I'm the headman, — he corrects his badge and it glitters from the torchlight. — I'm making my rounds and making sure that the couple is not seen.

— You're obviously doing a shitty job, — Scorpius smiles, and Theo looks at him with displeasure.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 6/10

After Severus Snape's lesson, Lyra and Scorpius came out in a great mood. It was beautiful, because in their time Horace was less demanding and short-tempered.

At the exit from the dungeons, they encountered two Gryffindors.

— I'm sorry, we didn't notice you, — Lyra babbled, picking up papers from the floor, as in the stupidest movie about schoolchildren. Scorpius was rooted to the ground, staring at one of the girls in fascination.

— It's all right. Are you new? Professor McGonagall was talking to me about you, — a little haughtily, but at the same time respectfully. Hermione's voice never changed. She spoke as if she knew her own worth and really knew.

— Yes, we're on an exchange, for a while. My name is Lyra, this is my brother Scorpius," she looks at her frozen brother and notices his stupid smiling look. He holds out his hand to the second girl.

— I'm Scorpius.

— Ginny, — on the face of Weasley there is some semblance of fright, because the guy looks stupid. Lyra kicks her brother and he comes to himself, turns to face her mother.

— I'm Hermione, the head of Gryffindor. Glad to meet you, I'll see you again, — he waves and pulls Ginny after him.

— You're a jerk! Lyra explodes. — Why did you scare them?!

— She's so beautiful…

— Yes, let me remind you that this is Rosa's mom.

— My Rose?

— what?

— what?

— We will return to this conversation immediately after we discuss your relationship with Albus…

— Lyra!!!

[chesaok]

Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 5/10

After a couple of glasses of firewhisky and a long tirade by Draco about how Minerva is infuriating, and the Gryffindor trinity is an unbearable part of his life, everyone went to bed.

Lyra transfigured a bed for herself from an armchair in the girls' bedroom, and Scorpius asked Blaze for help, referring to the fact that his wand had broken and he could not buy a new one yet. Zabini was so surprised by the new acquaintance that he did not even ask questions.

In the morning they went to breakfast in a big company. Lyra wanted to see Hermione more than anything. To look at the young mother, to hear her voice, to chat with her.

— Theo didn't sleep in the room again, — Blaze says casually and takes a bite of toast. As soon as he remembers Nott, he appears in the doorway of the Great Hall.

— Skorp, is this Theodore Nott? — Lyra whispers in her brother's ear and hurries to pick up the fallen jaw. The blond man grins looking at how his sister's cheeks are blushing.

— Yes, this is the same Theodore Nott, whom you wanted to marry at the age of 5 and will drag into bed at 16, — Lyra gives a booming slap to her brother and intends not to look up at the curly-haired Slytherin anymore.

— Good morning, — he walks over and sits right next to Lyra. — Did I miss something again? — Theo looks at the newcomers for a long moment, then looks at Draco, repeats this procedure several times. — You are so similar that I can't even think of a joke.

— How did you sleep? Malfoy asks Nott venomously.

—Pretty good. Should I ask a counter question? — he smiles playfully and squints towards the Gryffindor table.

— Shut your mouth, Nott.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 4/10

— So you're kind of on an exchange? — Pansy Parkinson clicks looking at the guests. Scorpius and Lyra are sitting shoulder to shoulder, as if the brunette can pounce on them and fall.

—Pence, look at him, he's a copy of Draco, — Blaise looks at the guys with a grin. It seems that he is already ready to approach the Scorpion and start feeling his face to make sure it is real or not.

— And the girl, too, aren't you cousins? — Parkinson clicks them like nuts and from just one look they already want to give out the whole truth.

— Relax, Pansy is always such a buka, — Zabini's smile calms down and the twins answer him with nods, awkwardly curl their lips.

— The old woman has completely lost her mind, I need a drink! — a familiar voice hits the ears and the guys turn to him in unison. Draco's gray eyes collide with the same bright eyes of his son, and then smoothly pass to his daughter's brown ones.

— Draco, look, we have new ones! — Blaise squeaks stupidly, pointing at the guys.

— Lovely, but I still need a drink.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 3/10

The guys talk to Director Dumbledore for long hours. They looked at him as if he were an outlandish statuette. They saw him alive, and not in a portrait, for the first time in their lives and it seems to them completely wrong and abnormal.

— Try not to contact anyone too much, I will solve your problems and you will return to your time, - the kind voice of the old man gives hope. Only the brother and sister are not worried a bit. All this already seems like a birthday present to them. Look at your young parents?

Lyra briefly asks what year it is now and the director replies that autumn is 1997. With quick calculations, the guys realize that they got into the 7th year of their parents. A mischievous grin runs across their lips and they cheerfully leave the director's office.

Lyra fishes a wand out of her belt bag, and Scorpius looks at her with envy, realizing that his shaft was left on the bed in his parents' bedroom. The girl transfigures their clothes into a Slytherin school uniform and they cheerfully walk towards the dungeons.

— I'm worried, — Scorpius whispers.

— Are you worried because it will be your first time in the living room without your boyfriend?

— Lyra! she laughs and quickens her pace so that her brother doesn't decide to push her into the wall or hit her in the shoulder. Before entering, they stop because they don't know the password.

— Pure blood, — someone says loudly behind them. — Malfoy, did you drink the password? Or did someone fuck him out of you? A bulky hand falls on Scorpius' shoulder and he looks around at the stranger in fright. —Oh, dude, I'm sorry, I thought it was Draco," Blaze briskly removes his hand and goes inside. The guys follow him.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 2/10

The twins open their eyes and jump away from each other. The flywheel remains in Lyra's hands and she hastily puts the pendant on her neck, hides it under her jacket.

— Why are we at Hogwarts? — Scorpius whispers, looking at old portraits, some of which seem completely unfamiliar to him.

— Apparently the flywheel worked, you idiot! We were transported back a couple of days ago — they arrived from school the day before yesterday for a flight vacation and had not really had time to taste freedom, as they returned to the starting point again.

— I don't want to be here. I had a little quarrel with Albus on the day of departure, — scratching the back of his head and shivering, as if a friend might jump out from around the corner and pounce on him with proceedings.

— What a pity! The sweet couple of Slytherin in a quarrel, — Lyra blows her lower lip and intertwines her fingers in a prayer gesture, pretending that she has at least some concern for this.

— Idiot! We're not dating Al, I've already talked about it, — he wants to add something else to finally whitewash his name in his sister's eyes, but behind him he hears the brisk clatter of heels. That stops him.

— Mr. Malfoy, why aren't you in class?! — Minerva McGonagall's voice resounds with its suddenness.

— Director, I'm sorry, Lyra and I…

— Director, we have a little problem…

— Mr. Malfoy, who is this with you? — McGonagall looks a little younger than the guys remember her. She looks at Lyra in surprise. — And what kind of frivolity? I'll take you to Headmaster Dumbledore, now! — the brother and sister look at each other with fright and realize at the moment that this is definitely not their last day at school before the holidays. This is much earlier… Many such days before their birth.

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Lyra and Scorpius find an old pendant in Mom's things.

Part 1/10

— Merlin, Skorp, do you know what this is?! — the girl squeaks, twirling a long copper chain in her hands. Her eyes are shining with delight and bewilderment from where mom got this thing.

—Obviously not our birthday presents," he rolls his eyes and returns to the search. They had such a tradition since early childhood. Their parents hid their gifts, and the twins searched the whole house to find them before they were supposed to.

— It's better! The moss of time. Salazar, I'm going to die! — Scorpius walks up to his sister and looks at the "trinket" over her shoulder.

— That would be nice. Then all the gifts will be mine," the guy gives out cheerfully and briskly snatches the artifact from his sister's weakened hand. Sixteen-year-olds instantly turned into obnoxious kids who staged a fight for the find. Now all the ritual searches for gifts cease to be so important.

— Scorpius Draco Malfoy, let go now, I found it first! — the brother bursts into laughter from such a childish statement of his sister.

They don't notice how much they shake the flywheel. He dangles from the canopy and inadvertently turns around, starting his long-forgotten work.

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Hello world, I introduce you to my "invented" character. For some it's Y/N, but for me it's Delphi Lestrange.

Daughter of Tom and Bellatrix. No, not the Delphi in question in "The Cursed Child." My Delphi was born in 1980 and went to Hogwarts with Draco. For her safety, she was never told who her father Voldemort was. That's why she considered Rudolphus her dad for a long time. Actually, that's why she's Lestrange, not Riddle.

The actions in the video take place after Harry Potter's victory over the Dark Lord. Additional seventh year.

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— Fred Weasley, why aren't you at the faculty meeting!?

— Hermione Granger, why aren't you at the faculty meeting, you're the head prefect.

— what? How dare you? I'm looking for truants who miss the meeting!

— And she became a truant herself. Shame on you, little Miss Headman.

— Don't talk to me like that!

— No way, baby? Will you complain about me to McGonagall or not, to my mom?

— I'll remember it Freddie, it won't hurt me.

— what? Granger, what do you mean?! Granger, stop! I'm going to a meeting, that's it, stop it, I'm already running.

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— Pansy, it was the right thing to do. Let him go. Take off this trinket for three shekels, Namila will throw it away," the girl looked at the hand with the ring. No, she didn't even allow herself the thought of agreeing with her father for a second. She just wanted to give him one last chance to apologize, which he would definitely refuse.

— No. I'm going to marry Harry because I love him, and your beliefs are not the least bit close to me! I hate it all! — the brunette hit the table with both hands and jumped up from her chair.

— Mom, I'm sorry, but I can't do this, — a few steps were given to her with difficulty. She almost physically felt like she was cutting off all ties with her family and this house. She becomes as rootless as her father liked to call Harry. Unthinkable.

— If you cross the threshold of the estate now, it will be the end. Your mother and I will disown you, and you will cease to be Parkinson's.

— You're late with this daddy, I'm practically Potter already! She quickly raised her hand and pointed to the ring. Practically Potter, yes, five minutes to go.

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— Tom, if you don't stop looking at me like that, I'll have to sew up your eyes, — the girl grins, carefully covering the dark eyes of the young guy with her small hand.

— Where did you come from?

— What is it? he looks at her with wild, even frightening inspiration.

— Endless. There's so much unimaginable about you that I can't believe you're real," he runs his fingertips down her cheek. Smoothes the cheekbones, draws a line of touches on the nose, barely touches the lips. — As if you're just a dream, completely unreal.

— Tom...

— Keep reading Hermione, I like listening to you.

And Hermione continued because he asked. Because he wanted to. Because he's her assignment.

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— Pancy, are you sure?

— I feel your hands shaking and I see your lower lip trembling, so I have to ask you, honey.

Harry became flustered and quickly looked away. He felt insecure at this moment. He felt his insides clench with the desire to touch her.

— I'm sure, Harry.

The girl left a fleeting kiss on his lips and pulled off her blouse.