Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Note: This is a fic involving timetravel, implied Mpreg and slash amongst several others. As of current, the rating is PG, but soon, it'll delve over to R. Hope you won't mind!



Uncertain Waters

Chapter 1


Hogwarts, 2017 AD

"Have you gone out of your mind?"

The angry hiss fell unto deaf ears as an ebony-haired boy continued his work on the heavy mahogany table that took up almost a fifth of the large expanse of room space. On the table lay a massive variety of potions ingredients, which a brunette was methodically preparing whilst the boy steadily added ingredients and stirred the cauldron of potion with absolute concentration. Beside him, the girl gritted through her teeth once more, "For Merlin's sake Demi, this is pure Gryffindor stupidity, father will kill us if he finds out that we sneaked in here to do this!"

"Pure Gryffindor stupidity?" Demitrius echoed in amusement, his hands never ceasing its motion of stirring the innocuous mixture that was emitting pale fumes already, "Lillith, pater will not kill us, he'll stew us for potions ingredients instead..." Then, looking at the potion, he continued absently, "Pass me the dragon's blood eh?"

This successfully earned him another dirty look as the mahogany-haired girl - Lillith - carefully handed a vial of dark copper liquid to the boy, who then dripped three drops into the volatile potion they were making. The color change was unmistakable, and a grim smile formed on Demitrius' face. Muttering along the lines of 'pater will have a fit' and 'it's about time', he continued aloud, "Lily, get Fawkes or Leine."

Despite how irritated she was with Demitrius, the strained tone had Lillith complying immediately. With a sharp whistle, two magnificent phoenixes flew into the chamber, both humming serenely. Its effect on both children were obvious - the two of them relaxed immediately and within the room, the tension that was previously so very palpable diminished. Fluffing both the firey red and icy blue feathers of the two magical creatures, Lillith glanced at the bubbling cauldron and whispered again, "Demi, do you think this batch will work?"

"It ought to." Demitrius replied darkly, though the same look softened when Fawkes flew over to perch on his shoulder, large pearly tears dripping into the dark blue potion until it turned a distinct black. With a small smile, the seventeen-year-old boy petted the phoenix indulgently, "Thank you Fawkes."

Fawkes just trilled a note of pleasure before flying back to Lillith's shoulder, allowing the boy ample space to bottle up the potion after it cooled. In its dark, unlabelled vials, no one knew what its innards held, but the twins knew better. Glancing at one another, the one thought that were in both their heads was - this had better work.

Another bout of shouts and cursing reflected off a sphere at one corner of the lavishly-decorated room had them frowning before the phoenixes trilled once more, this time, in displeasure. The fight outside was getting worse, and it was obvious that the light side had more on their hand this time than it did almost two decades ago, when the last battle had been fought...

Suddenly, both teenagers felt a vague tingling sensation about them and winced. Emerald orbs connecting with wide sapphire ones, both twins shuddered inexplicably. "Oh. Shit."

Hastily clearing up the room, the duo made a run out of the room and into the adjoining Headmaster's office where shouts could be heard from outside. That in itself did not bother them, it was the unshakable feeling that their parents had found out what they had done which terrified them to all nine levels of hell. Shuddering, Lillith whispered inaudibly, "Do you think father told papa about what we've done?"

"What do you think?" Demitrius replied tiredly. The potion had taken them almost four hours to complete, and before that, another two hours to set up all the wards to make them untraceable... Apparently, their parents hadn't been as preoccupied with the earlier defense meetings as he'd thought they would - like Lillith, he'd predicted that their parents would only find out where they were after the final battle ended.

"Pater and papa will have fits..." The brunette trailed off as she looked at her twin, "But before that, he must die."

The blazing fire hidden in those sapphire eyes had Demitrius nodding in assent. Yes, that madman had to be dead if their friends were to get away from him. Hand entwined in Lillith's, the head boy of their year murmured, "Yes, this should ensure it. I trust that you remember the incantation?"

A grim nod was all he got for his question. With a satisfied smile, both teenagers reached out into thin air and 'pulled', effectively transferring them out of the Headmaster's office and right into the fray.



The castle was in a huge mess.

Like the last battle nineteen years ago, the castle walls rang painfully with ancient magick to those who were sensitive enough to hear her wails. Demitrius and Lillith immediately winced at the heart-wrenching sound - they had lived here for all sixteen, come seventeen, years of their lives and the magic of Hogwarts was linked to them in more ways than most of students experienced. The betrayal that was held in those screams of despair - for Hogwarts was once against betrayed by her young charges - hurt the twins to the core. To Lillith, it hurt because the place she'd called home was placed under danger... To Demitrius, it hurt even more because he knew whom it were that had led the Death Eaters back into Hogwarts.

And to think they're only fourth years... The dark-haired boy thought bitterly as flashes of what he'd seen in his common room surfaced in his mind. It had been his overhearing of what they'd said that had prompted him to go to his parents. Even the Order's spies within the current Dark Lord's ranks hadn't known about the young Death Eater initiates, and especially not that they had found the loophole within Hogwarts' defences -

- Only an occupant of the castle can let others into the impregnable fortress.

It had been the only weakness of Hogwarts, one, that no one could change no matter how much they wished to. It was something that his father had tried countless of times to alter, but the very magic of Hogwarts said no - it just cannot be done. This rule had been set in the cornerstone of the castle by the Four Founders themselves, and not even the combined effort of their parents could change the santient being's decision...

Slowly, the ringing in Demitrius' ears began fading, in effect clearing the stars that had previously blinded his gaze. A glance at the pale-looking Lillith had him by her side immediately, supporting her up with his strength. Apparently, the girl had blocked both of their senses from the onslaught of raw power, though it seemed to have taken quite a bit out of her. Thanks Lil.

You're welcome.

"Well well well, what do we have here?" A cold voice drawled, causing both twins to look at the source of the voice with pure hatred. The very presence of the man would've probably placed many into a fully petrified state, but these two children knew better. Feeling Lillith stand straighter as if she'd recovered from the previous bout of energy backlash, Demitrius glared at the black-clad man in distaste, "Malfoy."

The blond-haired man looked as if he hadn't aged since he passed the forty-year-old mark, but the charismatic look he possessed only incensed the two children further. This was the man who'd made their friends' lives hell for the past few years, tore families apart, and almost broke their godfather's spirit during the last raid in Diagon Alley when uncle Ronald had been seriously injured almost to the point of death. Unable to hold himself back, the dark-haired boy shouted, "Obsaturo!"

"Protego." Lucius Malfoy waved away the spell, though he went on the alert immediately despite his idle expression. No. His expression belied not the apprehension he'd felt dealing with these two children. "Tut tut Demitrius. What will your golden father say if he hears of the spell you've used?" By his side, the handful of followers that had been under his direct order snickered. It would probably be preposterous for the child of the most distinguished wizard in the entire Wizarding World to use one of the darkest curses out there. But then again...

"Crucio. Abscondo Acies. Crucio." A cold feminine voice rang out, and three of the Death Eaters went down simultaneously, their screams echoing throughout the hallway that had Lillith somewhat satisfied. Sapphire eyes darkening almost to her father's trademark oynx eyes, she stared at the dark-clad man in a manner that unsettled him very much, "I doubt papa will mind. In fact, he'd say 'bravo'." ... And pater will scream at us for using the spells instead... How ironic. The last sentence hadn't been uttered out loud, but her thought had Demitrius laughing inwardly. It was weird to see how protective their father can be when he was the Slytherin instead of dad... Still, the bond between father and children were closer...

"Besides, with you out of the way, Grindelwald and Voldemort's shadow will fade immediately, won't it?" Lillith continued calmly, oblivious to the hexes that were heading away - her twin took care of those with his spells. Her part was to be against Malfoy, and against him she will. Shooting an innocuous inpedimenta jinx towards the blonde, the latter was forced into a defensive mode, which further aided her cause.

Together with Demitrius, the duo staved off the Death Eaters, alternating the defense and attack spells between themselves until they neared the vulnerability range of Lucius Malfoy. A quick look at Lillith had Demitrius springing into action immediately; uncorking one of the phials of potions he had finished earlier on, he splashed it at the Dark Lord and shouted, "Lillith, now!"

Lucius Malfoy, now fully pissed at being splashed by some unknown substance that was - good grief - created by the spawn of the most powerful potions master of their time, shot a cruciatus at the dark-haired boy. He did not even bother to see if the spell hit - the sucked breath from the boy told it all. Instead, he focused on the bleeding girl - she'd sustained most of the curses that could not be deflected by both twins - a manic grin apparent on his face.

"Anima deletum!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Nnnooooo!

The scream echoed in all of their ears, the rasping quality of the tone accentuated by the shaking of the floor itself had all of those still standing shaken. Lucius Malfoy's slumped, dead form notwithstanding, the green light that had been his last curse continued its deadly course straight towards Lillith, who had shut her eyes, knowing that she couldn't avoid this hit. Hugging her writhing twin tightly, the girl waited for the inevitable to come, thereby oblivious to the strong golden light that engulfed both of them. It was such a warm light, so comforting. So safe.

So this is death? Lillith thought through bleary eyes. Her injuries were weighing her down, and the bright light had her drifting off to slumber...



Rushing towards the corridor, a dark-clad man saw the green light snake towards Lillith, and the horror evident in his expression had Hogwarts moaning along with his despair. Right behind him, an emerald-eyed wizard witnessed the golden light that surrounded the two children intensify before fading off...

... But the children were no longer there.

"Noooo!" The wizard screamed in fury, causing all the Death Eaters to shudder. The wizard was furious, far more so than the dark-clad man, who was desperately trying to trace for where the children could have gone to. Finding none, the man turned back to the Death Eaters, giving them all a look that could have frozen hell.

"What did that bloody specimen of a Malfoy do?"

It was a quiet mutter, but many shivered at the deadly tone of the dark Headmaster... And what came next was nothing short of an early apocalypse.

End of Chapter 1

All spells (save Anima Deletum are courtesy of Luke - wonderful curses by the way. Here are the explanations of those spells used:

Choking Curse (Obsaturo): This spell will choke your victims to the point of unconsciousness. - Its potency depends on the strength of your emotions or focus
Blinding Curse (Abscondo Acies): This curse will obscure your victim's vision until another removes it.- You have to direct it at the bifocal point of where both eyes meet
Anima Deletum: Literally soul destruction. With the potion anima degenero, this spell destroys the body and soul of the person. However, in this case, both potion and spell are interlinked. Hence, if only one part of the two (potion or spell) is used, the spell is rendered useless.

This story's been in my head for a long, long time. So what do you think?