Harry had told you about his mission to retrieve a memory that had been tampered with by the professor himself, It wasn't long before you were called to Professor Dumbledore's office. To check memories of the boy you saw in your dreams, Tom Riddle. You and Hermione rushed to potions, after having a late breakfast—Harry and Ron were yet to arrive, Harry and Ron were snickering to themselves when Professor McGonagall called— "Oh no, this can't be good." Harry replied before getting down and going to meet, "Mister Potter your—" I have a free period now professor" Harry quickly replied. "So I noticed though you might fill it with potions, I have noticed your grades at potions have improved significantly?" McGonagall said with pride in her voice. "Y/N has been helping me a lot recently after I had told her I wanted to be an Auror," Harry said with equal pride as Professor. "Well, That's good news meet me after your potions class and get Miss Black also. Take Weasly also, he looks far too happy." "I don't want to take potions I'm a mess, and I have Quidditch I need to practice." Ron huffed. "There are two concoctions—Professor Slughorn was interrupted by Harry and Ron barging in through the door at once all heads turned to them, They were panting "Sorry sir was late" Harry panted.

Harry my boy and who is your friend?" Horace asked cheerfully, If Snape was there thirty points would have been blasted.

"Ronald Weasly Sir" Ron

replied relieved. "Sir I'm a menace at potions" Ron added, "Nonsense a friend of Harry is a friend of mine we'll sort you out," Horace said happily not knowing how disastrous Ron was, "now can anyone tell me what is in these vials?"

You raised your hand absent-mindedly with Hermione, "Yes Miss?"

"Granger sir." Hermione replied stepping forward, "This is Amrontia the strongest love potion in the world... The smell varies from one person to another depending on what attracts them to the most." Hermione was going to start again when Slughorn asked you to continue, "However, this potion can not create actual Love...That is impossible it creates an infatuation or obsession. It is also one of the main reasons why using this potion on the school grounds is prohibited." You started softly before stepping a few feet close to the potion, "For example, I smell books.....Musty, dank, woodsmoke, and Snakeskin?" Your first thought was you had smelled Tom. You took back your book and stepped back a light blush on your face. "Very well Miss Black and Granger."

"professor You haven't told us what is that potion?" One of the girls said pointing to one tiny vial. "Yes," Slughorn went and unscrewed the tiny vial. "A curious potion this one is... It is called Felix Felicis or--"

"Liquid Luck!" Hermione ended. "Yes, Miss Granger." You stared intently at the potion, "One vial of this potion and you'll find all of the one's success endeavor, disastrously tricky to make, something wrong made can go wrong." You quietly spoke. "Yes, Miss Black. Now for the student who manages to brew an acceptable draught of living death shall earn this vial. I shall point out however only one student managed to brew this potion with insufficient quality." You knew exactly who brewed this potion, Tom, he did, he was one talented man.

You went to get your ingredients and set it down near Draco, you made sure you were not too close to his 'friends' Crabe, or Goyle. Draco didn't say anything he simply focused on his potion like you weren't there, look a little closer and you'll see he was extremely tense. "Hi Draco, How've been?" You softly asked flipping through the textbook and landing on the draught. "I am fine." He said without even looking, "I've been your sister for a long time and I still am..... I can tell when something is not fine and is fine, and judging by your stance I can assure you, your not fine?" You stirred the potion this draught was okay because you had practiced it over your summer and Sirius helped you too.

"I don't want to talk about it." Draco ended he didn't want to talk, you didn't want to make him uncomfortable but you had to know what was happening with him, "I'm here for you...If you don't want to talk about yourself how is mum doing? and dad any news of him...Azkaban?" You asked lowering your gaze.

"Why do you care?" Draco asked shocked as to why you still were caring, You scoffed "I love you all..... I don't support the choices..... Dad made, and all but he's raised me like a daughter and that is enough for my love, and I love you and mum a lot, not being in touch takes a toll you know?" You slightly raised your voice offended. Realizing what Draco had said he quickly spoke "I'm sorry Mum is going on."

"Dray I need more elaboration than going on." You asked again not understanding what exactly he wanted to convey. "Y/N!" He called unexpectedly loud that you almost dropped your knife, "Look! I'm not supposed to say anything he'll kill me." Draco said soon filled with regret he was not supposed to say that. Who will kill him? What did he mean to kill? These questions filled your mind.

"Who'll kill you." You demanded "No-No one" Draco spluttered.

"Draco Malfoy you'll tell me who is going to kill you, Is it Bellatrix? Or Voldemort?" Draco flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name. Draco continued ignoring you until the potion was over. Professor Slughorn started checking the potions.

To your surprise and the surprise of Hermione and Ron, He won the Liquid Luck. Slughorn came to you next, "Miss Black....This potion is perfect but it has been done just like him." Slughorn whispered "Like who?" You asked instantly.

Horace's quickly congratulated you before handing you another vial of Liquid Luck to you.

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You told Hermione, Ron and Harry on Draco's odd stances that day you finished up all your home works before you and Harry rushed to Dumbledore's office- "Flavoured beans!" Harry replied before he went inside Dumbledore's office.

"Miss Black and Harry how have you both been? And Y/n how are your dreams?" Professor casually asked, "The dreams are hectic as usual." You replied taking a seat. "I've been seeing Harry.... You spend a lot of time with Y/n is something going on--"

"No No sir... Y/n she's great she's been helping me a lot with school, Potions and Transfiguration with the extra nightmares and dreams we have a lot in common but no we aren't dating." Harry spoke quickly.

"Excuse me, I was merely being curious dating Y/n might be an very foolish idea." Dumbledore said darkly. Your smile faded "I don't understand Professor." Harry spoke.

"Please forgive me but maybe when I show you this memory you'll understand. Y/n you can go first and then Harry can see."

You slowly stooped down and let your head get absorbed by the darkness-

The rain was pouring heavily outside the castle of Hogwarts, which almost fogged the windows. There you saw Professor Dumbledore in his office simply reading a book or so you thought-When an knock brought Dumbledore back to his senses and Dumbledore softly spoke "Come in" The door opened to an handsome boy with dark black hair where his locks rested very elegantly with his Slytherin robes, You blushed he looked more handsome in this pensive-Dumbledore looked surprised at the Visitor-"Riddle? How can I help you?" Dumbledore spoke cautiously. Tom didn't looked to pleased to be there himself.

"Professor I needed some answers and I couldn't think of anyone who could help me." Riddle said quietly contempt was deep within his voice, "Ask me Riddle maybe I can help you." Dumbledore leaned back on his chair motioning Tom to take an seat.

"I read something odd and simply wished to know more about it." Dumbledore looked more curious but he could see Riddle was lying had he read it? Or was he feeling it? "Ask Riddle." Dumbledore smiled pleasantly.

"Is it possible to dream on someone? Through an entire night?" Dumbledore squinted his brows "Dream on someone?" Dumbledore asked in visible confusion-

"You see that person every night, every time you close your eyes to sleep." Riddle asked calmly. "Dreaming on one person? Riddle that doesn't seen to be possible." Dumbledore replied unsure as though he was correct. Tom decided to leave it there "Can you tell me about a girl named Y/n Black?" Tom softly said, Your heart fluttered when he said your name.

"Y/n Black? Did the Blacks have another daughter odd." Now Dumbledore had visible confusion.

Riddle nodded "Thank you for your time Sir. Good night." Riddle got up and walked out the door knowing he wouldn't find any more information.

Soon after that the memory faded and you retreated away from it- Before Harry stooped down to look at the memory.

"Confused? I'd be surprised if you wasn't." Dumbledore went behind his desk and took a seat. "I didn't know back then Voldemort was seeing a girl from an entirely different timeline, he didn't see it was a love from the future and the past."

"Love?" You asked.

"I have told you on the potion to brew with Voldemort you will leave tomorrow." Dumbledore said "I'll inform Severus."

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You laid on your bead this year wasn't going to be easy at all-

-You had to retrieve the memory from Professor Slughorn.

-Amor et Nexus had to be done to read the prophecy.

-Something was going on with Malfoy and you had to know.

-Moreover there was to much to uncover.

You knew what if you had to meet Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy? Your stomach churned. Not being able to sleep you got your cloak-

and went to the forbidden forest to let yourself calm down to your thoughts.