Lyra Malfoy and the Power of Time
This is a fanfiction I wrote a long time ago. Sorry, it's kind of badly written, but the storyline is good!
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05/16/22
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The Golden Trio Era
Chapter 2
We were at kings cross station, my grandmother had explained everything to me. I didn’t understand where platform 9 ¾ was so I asked,
”where are we supposed to be going?”
“Just follow me,” she said, holding my hand. She headed straight to the barrier between platform 9 and 10 dragging me along with her. “MOM!” I shouted but she ran right into the wall.
We were there. My eyes were closed. I knew it though. Strangely I couldn't hear or see. Then I blacked out completely. I was back very quickly and didn’t tell anyone what happened. I went to my mom and she said, “this is it,” and showed me the huge steam engine, “the Hogwarts Express.”
I went on the train and waved goodbye. I continued to wave up until it turned a corner. I looked around my compartment and saw only one thing there. It was the time turner, I heaved a deep sigh, put it around my neck and spun it. Immediately someone appeared in my compartment. It was a girl with brown, bushy hair, and rather large front teeth, “hello,” she said. “Hello,” I said, “what’s your name?”
“Hermione Jean Granger,” she said, “what’s yours?”
“Lyra Evans,” I said.
Me and my mom had decided on a fake name because we didn’t want me to be recognised, “never talk to Harry Potter,” she had said, and I knew I had to trust her.
“I’m muggle born” I said “Do you know anything about Hogwarts yet?”
“No, I'm also muggle born.” I knew just then that I had just made a friend.
When we got out of the train I snuck away from Hermione. My mom had told me what to do, so I went inside one of the carrigas and when I got to the castle doors, I snuck to where Professor McGonagall was and joined the rest of the first years.
Professor McGonagall had taken us to the Great Hall. I saw a hat which my grandmother had told me was the sorting hat. From behind me, I heard whispers and caught a few words of them. “So we... to try on a… I’m going to… wrestling a troll.” I ignored them and waited. Then suddenly the hat burst into a song
You may think I look old.
And I am but I’m also gold,
If you're looking for a house
and think cups of the silver in gowns
are the best
So put me on
I’m the sorting hat
I will sort you
Into your house
Where you’ll pass and sass with ease
Maybe you're Ravenclaw
Where wise will thrive
Maybe you're Hufflepuff
So caring and so sweet
Or maybe you're Slytherin
Where you’ll stop at nothing just get a bite to eat
And last Gryffindor
Where brave dwell
At heart(at heart)
So just trust me
Put me on and you’ll see
Just put me on I’m the sorting hat
A huge applause erupted from the hall and Professor Mcgonagall Pulled out a list which I couldn’t see, then she said a name, “Abbot Hannah,” and the sorting began. I went to Gryffindor and continued my life like normal. Or at least as normal as I could be considering I was, you know, a witch with my friend Hermione Granger.
But on the morning of halloween, I saw the two boys I had seen whispering, Harry Potter and a boy talking to a different girl, I leaned in closer and caught a few words of what the girl was saying “Oh Hermione, she’s in the girls bathroom on the third floor, she’s weeping I don’t think...”
I didn’t hear the last words she said because I was racing up to the third floor bathroom immiediatly. Hermione, I thought. Where is Hermione, Hermione Jean Granger, why is she crying and who is that boy Potter is talking to. I heaved a deep sigh and ran up the stairs yet faster.
I was trying to calm Hermione down, we had been there all day and I was sitting next to her when I heard whispers. Then a lot of things happened at once. The door opened and closed and a Mountain troll came lumbering in. I heard the lock click, a triumphant yell, a terrified yell from Hermione, then suddenly out of nowhere the troll waved his club at me. It hit me and the last thing I knew, Hermione screamed, two jets of light came at me, the floor gave out and I fell, Hermione screamed again, the floor closed again so I was under it in a pitch black room, a girl’s voice yelled something, and then I blacked out.