A Hope through time

Hope didn't feel like she was at peace, hell she didn't even think she was the afterlife. She was waiting for her mother or father to collect her on the Other Side, like what happened when she almost died to The Hollow.

But nothing happened.

Hope decided to take the initiative and open her eyes. It was bright. Really bright. She had to lift up her hand to infront of her face to stop the light from blinding her. She groaned in pain.

A soft femine laugh came from above her. Hope turned her head at the woman and proceeded to glare at the newcomer through her fingers which were blocking out the sun. "There's no need for that look child." The woman replied casually.

Hope blinked a few times until her vision was less impaired by the light. She noticed her surroundings first, woods. This was good news for her, she could always shift and look for somewhere safe to go. The next thing she noticed was two people near her, but thankfully they were keeping a respectable distance between them.

The woman she guessed would be in the late 30's, early 40's. She had long wavy, brown hair, similar to her mother's. She seemed to have old but kind eyes, kind of like her family when they spoke about Hope herself, making Hope question how old this woman really was. The man that was with her seemed slightly older than the woman and was looking at her like she was some kind of miracle. Oh how she hated when people looked at her like that.

"Maybe--" She cut herself off before she decided to be snarky with them. Not the best first impression, she will admit. So she tried again after a deep breath.

"Who are you?" Hope tried again with suspicion lacing through her words as she raised an eyebrow from her laid back position from the ground.

The woman looked at the man who was still totally engrossed with Hope, she shook her head at her partner before looking back at the girl. "My name is Perenelle." The woman pursed her lips together and looked at her husband with a look of annoyance, as he was still staring at the little girl.

Perenelle reached over and gave a small backhanded whack to his shoulder, her husband jumped and looked sheepish back at his wife. "And this is my husband Nicolas."

Hope looked warily at Nicolas for a moment or two and looked back to Perenelle as she stated her name. "I'm Hope." Only giving the pair the bare minimum or an answer at this stage.

Perenelle smiled back at the girl. "May I ask what you are doing out in Kielder Forest all by yourself, Hope?"

Hope's mind came up blank at the name of the forest. However before she answered them, she noticed that Nicolas was holding a stick of wood in his hand, but she could feel magic coming out of it. She eyed the piece of wood suspiciously and it drew the couple's attention to what the girl was looking at. Instead of answering Perenelle, she frowned before blurting out with narrowed eyes. "What are you?"

Perenelle just sighed at her husband and he moved the wand back into it's holster. "That's a long story, little one. But before I tell you what we are, if we are in fact anything other than human. We would need to trust you at least a little bit more first."

Hope got sidetracked again. "Little one? I'm not that little." She muttered.

Nicolas just laughed, as if she told some outlandish joke. Hope glared at him again and finally stood up, for the first time since jumping into Malivore. She was almost about to argue with him until she realised she only came up to the couple's waists. She was stunned into silence. Hope walked over to Perenelle robotically and measured the top of her head to Perenelle's height.

Perenelle was almost about to reach for her own wand when the girl walked up next to her. Even Nicolas considered drawing his wand again. Perenelle just cocked her head slightly in confusion towards the young girl.

Hope however was internally freaking out, her magic responded naturally and conjured a mirror into her right hand and she held it up so she could see her reflection. "What the actual fuck?" Hope said, bewildered as she took in her mirror image.

Perenelle and Nicolas were amazed by the blatant use of magic in front of them and without a wand?! When Hope swore, the couple almost subconsciously told the girl off but refrained themselves, considering that they weren't her parents and they also wanted to learn more about this girl which would be easier if she wasn't so jumpy and distrusting of them.

The reflection that stared back at Hope was her 12 year old self. This was when Hope finally took notice of herself. Her clothes were too large, she still had freckles all up her arms and most noticeably she was shorter than before. The thing that upset her the most was her necklaces, her family heirlooms, she always wore were no longer around her neck. Hope groaned and walked over to the closest tree and lightly started to bang her head onto it again and again, "Why me?" She murmured.

This caused the couple to frown. "Are you okay, kid?" Nicolas asked in concern.

Another groan answered him, she pulled her head back and looked at the couple again. "Not really." The couple were about to say something but Hope chose to stop beating around the bush. She needs answers like yesterday. So she steeled herself as she faced the two adults.

"Sorry to be blunt, but I need answers now. So I'm going to give you a quick rundown of my life. Then I need either of you to do the same and for the love of my sanity ask any questions after I'm done talking. Otherwise I'll just ignore the questions. When you tell your story, I'll try to wait until you're finished with your story as well."

Nicolas and Perenelle just looked at one another and conveyed with their eyes to let her tell her story and depending on the story, they will tell theirs if necessary. They nodded at the girl.

"Okay then. To start off. I'm from the year 2030, I was born in 2012 to Klaus Mikaelson, one of the world's first Original Vampires, but he wasn't just a Vampire, he was also a Werewolf. So my father is the first Vampire-Werewolf Hybrid. And my mother was Hayley Marshall, she was a Werewolf Alpha turned Hybrid and a direct descendant of one of the first ever cursed Werewolves, practically making her royalty and thus making me royalty to the wolves." Both Nicolas and Perenelle's mouths dropped open in disbelief.

"I am what you would call a Tribrid. A mixture of three creatures: Werewolf, Witch and Vampire. Now you can guess where I inherited the Vampire and Werewolf genes from. The Witch side of me is mainly from my father's side. My grandmother was a very powerful Witch. In fact she was the person who created the Original Vampires, simply because she didn't want her children to die to the Werewolves that were plaguing the town they were living in."

"Now, my Witch side is also very powerful since an ancestor on my mother's side created the Werewolf Curse but I am also a first born Mikaelson Witch, since my Aunts and Uncles are immortal and also Vampires, they can not procreate and have children. Which is why I'm also known as the 'miracle baby'. Fast forward to before I woke up here. I was a 18 year old Tribrid badass, battling this monster known as Malivore."

"Any being that was thrown or absorbed into the Malivore pit of black goo was erased from everyone's memory as if they never existed. Malivore was about to wake up but since the blood of a Witch, Vampire and Werewolf was used to create Malivore, it is also the only thing that can destroy it. Being a Tribrid of the three creatures that created it, I realised I was the loophole to stop Malivore from rising and starting the apocalypse. So I swan dived into the pit before he would rise thus killing him." Nicolas was about to say something but Hope held out a hand.

"I'm almost finished, Nicolas." Hope stated. "Maybe about 5 minutes after I swan dived, I opened my eyes and saw the two of you and just learned that I have to go through puberty.... again." She finishes with a small whine at the end.

Perenelle just stared at the girl in shock, whereas Nicolas was fascinated. "That's quite the story! Though just before I start my story, may I ask, why did you trust us to tell your life story?"

Hope scoffed with humour in her voice. "Trust me, we would need much longer than 3 minutes to tell my life story and I also don't wish to tell you about my family properly yet. I know I'm not ready to open that can of worms." She closed her eyes for a moment to stem the tears of thinking about the sacrifices her family has made for her.

"Though to answer your question Nicolas, I knew I could tell you about this, the supernatural because I can sense the magic coming from both you and Perenelle. However when you held the stick earlier it seemed like you were channelling your magic into the stick. That's why I was concerned about you holding it and why I asked, 'What are you?'"

The couple knew this girl was already very powerful if she was able to sense magic and even use her magic without the use of a wand. Perenelle replied first, trying to start somewhere from the beginning of Hope's story and decided to start with her family. Who clearly meant a lot to the young girl, Tribrid? "Well, you don't have to tell us anything you don't wish to. Although I do wish to offer my condolences. I don't know who you have lost but we have been around long enough to notice the signs. You kept mentioning your parents in the past tense. Yet I can see by the look on your face that they had passed recently. So I'm sorry."

Nicolas looked at the young girl as she was listening to his wife offer condolences, she almost seemed shocked that she received Perenelle condolences. "I'm sorry for your loss as well Hope." He replied as kindly as his wife had earlier.

Hope blinked a few times. Aside from her family, these strangers are the only people that have offered her genuine condolences.

"Thank you." Hope sniffed quietly at their kindness.

Nicolas looked over to his wife and saw how she wished to go forward and wrap the sad girl in a hug, but she didn't move as Hope's magic almost seemed to be projecting an aura that said 'stay away'. So Nicolas moved over behind his wife and affectionately wrapped his arms around her waist as they waited until Hope was able to bring her emotions under control.

Nicolas felt Perenelle lean into his embrace and let out a disheartened sigh. Nicolas whispered into his wife's ear. "It's okay, my love. Once we tell her our story we'll offer her a place to stay, if she doesn't have one and look after the young one. Perhaps we will be able to help her." Nicolas knew how much his wife cared about children but they were never able to conceive. An unforeseen consequence of using the Elixir of Life.

The young girl cleared her throat bringing the couple's attention back to her. "Sorry about that, but I need to know where I am. You had mentioned that we were in the forest but I've never heard of it and I've also been de-aged, so I'm still freaking out a bit."

Hope had paused for a bit and a frown was etched onto her forehead, that she worries may become permanent at this rate. "Speaking of a forest. Why are you two here? Deep in a forest with no camping gear... even the clothes you're both wearing are not for travelling in the woods."

Perenelle nearly jumped in fright when Hope cleared her throat. But as she was listening she heard the suspicion as she questioned them about being in the forest. "That's true. We normally don't go for walks in the forest but we had heard from a close friend of ours, Pandora Lovegood, who is a seer, inform us that something was going to happen today and this would change our world as we know it. So we weren't overly surprised when a bright flash of light came out of nowhere. What did surprise us was that you, a young girl, was left behind after the light faded away and that you looked like you were waiting for some delayed response to something."

Hope repressed the urge to roll her eyes and asked as calmly as she could. "So does that mean there is a prophecy about me?"

"No." Nicolas assured her quickly. "Sorry. I have this feeling that you hate the idea of a prophecy being about you."

Hope let out a relieved breath at the news. "You're right. I have already had multiple attempts on my life even before I was born. A witch made a prediction stating that I would change the balance between the Witches, Werewolves and Vampires."

Perenelle and Nicolas were appalled knowing that someone tried to kill a baby. But neither of them could hold back the scoff as they heard the prediction. "Wow. That is similar to the Ministry of Magic. They only accept one possible variation and it has to be the worst possible outcome." Nicolas vented.

Perenelle followed along with her husband's thoughts. "They could never come to the conclusion. If the three species that were at war with one another. Then a child is born, that is a combination of all three species, that this couldn't possibly unite the three species and that all three species could live together in harmony." With sarcasm practically dripping from some of her words.

Hope smiled at the couple, no one other than her family had ever said that. "Yes. Well in my experience, people are sheep and will follow the loudest shepherd without protest or question."

"Cretins sanglants. (bloody morons)" Perenelle swore in French. Hope just laughed. The couple looked happy that they had made the girl laugh, a real laugh as she dropped her guard. "I think 'connards stupides' (mindless assholes) is a better description than 'bloody morons', but that works too." Hope sassed back.

Perenelle turned her head to look at her husband and they both laughed. They could tell that this girl had a sharp mind and a wicked sense of humour. "'Mindless assholes' may be giving them too much credit." Nicolas replied in a deadpan. This set all three people off again and they laughed.

After a couple of minutes, they settled down. Nicolas decided to give Hope some answers. "Okay. With that out of the way. I guess I'll start. I am Nicolas Flamel and I was born in 1313, Perenelle was born in 1318. We were both born in France. We are wizards and this stick, as you like to call it," He said, pausing and pulling out his wand to show her again. "Is a wand. They do help us channel our magic as you have guessed." Hope came forward and looked at the wand from a distance. Hope kept a neutral expression as a recollection of a memory from books and movies involving wands. She nodded slowly, requesting he continue.

"There are different types of professions a wizard can take. For instance my wife is a Healer and I am an Alchemist." He stopped when he saw Hope's jaw practically drop in shock. "What? What's wrong?"

Hope sputtered a few times before she was able to spit out. "I think I'm also from another universe?"

Both Nicolas and Perenelle's eyes widened. "What makes you think that?" Perenelle askes Hope curiously.

Hope paced back and forth for a little while. "Don't take this the wrong way but I have heard about Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel in my universe. They are characters from a book series called 'Harry Potter'. These were later made into movies and the title of the first book is 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone'."

The couple blinked a few times. "I thought you didn't know who we are?" Perenelle almost sighed, she didn't wish for someone to ask about the Stone or the Elixir.

"Not really. I mean in the movies the two of you were only mentioned once or twice and usually those sentences included 'Dumbledore apprenticed under Nicolas Flamel' and Dumbledore mentioning that the Stone was destroyed and that the two of you were unable to produce more Elixir, thus you were going to pass away soon." Hope replied honestly.

Nicolas blinked, "My Stone is not destroyed, I can assure you of that."

Hope chuckled slightly. "My friends are Harry Potter fanatics and their theory was, 'why would you only create one Stone?'"

Nicolas started to sweat and backtracked. "That's not what I meant. The Stone is not broken."

Hope looked at him skeptically, but then remembered these movies were made in the past, roughly 10 years before she was even born. She facepalmed as she realised this. Nicolas let out a breath feeling that he was in the clear, Perenelle also relaxed again.

"Why can't my life be normal?" Hope asked rhetorically. "Ignore what I said. I just realised, I mentioned I was from 2030, but these books are based in the 1990's. Which means I've also time travelled. Probably... What year is it?"

Nicolas groaned and put his head on Perenelle's shoulder as he had forgotten Hope mentioned she was from 2030. Perenelle's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but she answered anyway. "It's the 14th of May, 1991."

"Damn... Nearly 40 years." Hope starts to panic so she walks further into the forest, away from the couple. "Can you both just stay here for a moment. I need a release." Hope called back.

As Hope walked off Nicolas released Perenelle from his embrace and moved over to a tree he could lean against. "What do you think dear? Should we leave before she comes back or would you still like to offer her a home?" Nicolas asked his wife with a cheeky smile.

Perenelle sighed loudly and moved to another tree to lean against as she faced her husband. She looked up towards the sky in contemplation. "Nic, do you have any issues with us still offering a home for Hope?"

Nicolas shook his head and replied, "No Nelle, I'm still happy to offer her somewhere to stay."

Perenelle smiled and looked at her husband. "That's good. I had noticed that she wouldn't have even been born yet, which means she may not even have somewhere to go. Then add on she's from another universe and she probably doesn't even know she would need somewhere to stay though."

"I had thought about that. Somewhere between 'Holy crap, she knows we have more than one Stone' and 'Oh, I'll just casually mention I'm from the future now.'" Nicolas remarked with an exaggerating tone.

Perenelle let out a snort of laughter, but it was cut off suddenly as she heard a scream come from the direction Hope walked off to. She was about to call out the young girl's name but felt the powerful waves of magic pass through her. She knew this power came from Hope and turned back to her husband with an astonished look. Nicolas was looking back with the same expression. The magical waves were not harming anything, if anything they seemed to be absorbed into the trees as if nature was accepting this magic to help the forest thrive. Even the animals are bathing in the magic.

"Mon Dieu! She's more powerful than I thought!" Nicolas exclaimed. Perenelle could only nod in disbelief.

The Flamel's stood in silence for a moment before Perenelle spoke. "She's going to need help, whether it be hiding her magic, helping her during a full moon or getting her blood. I don't think many people would give her the benefit of the doubt. They would just assume she's an abomination and she doesn't deserve that. She's a child!"

"I agree, my love. We will offer her a place to stay." Nicolas said placcating his wife. He does agree with Perenelle but he knows his wife feels more strongly about this than him. Since she has always wanted children and her profession as a Healer requires her to use love in her spells, for the best and most efficient results.

"Thank you, Nic." Perenelle replied as she walked over to her husband to give him a loving kiss.

At this stage Hope returns to see the couple kissing, she thought about interrupting but decided against it as she had heard the entire conversation they had due to her Werewolf hearing. She smirked internally as Nicolas mentioned the existence of at least another Stone.

However, she hadn't thought of where she would go. She highly doubted she could find another Malivore pit and jump into that pit and expect to be sent back to her own universe and her own time. She would have to find a spell that could transport her through time, space and dimensions. It was a tall order. But she would look for it. So long as the Flamel's didn't stop her from looking into this, she would have no problems living with them.

"Oh, Hope. How long have you been standing there?" Perenelle's voice brought Hope out of her mind.

"Maybe 10 seconds, not sure actually. I got lost in my thoughts." Hope answered honestly. Then she had the Mikaelson smirk on her face. "Although if you would like me to come back later?" Hope asked with a suggestive voice.

Nicolas laughed while Perenelle blanched, "No, that's fine. Maybe later though?" Nicolas replied with an eyebrow and a smack on his arm from his wife.

"Fair enough. Though if you still plan on inviting me to live with you. Please give prior warning before you actully have sex, so I can put up a privacy spell on the room." Hope replied, the smirk not once leaving her face.

Both of the Flamel's were stunned for a moment before Perenelle groaned. "Werewolf or Vampire hearing?" Hope raised both eyebrows for a fraction of a second, then grinned. Perenelle covered her blushing face with her hands. "That could get old fast." Perenelle said muffled through her hands.

Nicolas laughed good naturedly at his wife's embarrassment. "So Hope. Would you like to come home with us?" Nicolas asked with an arm over Perenelle's shoulders. Perenelle dropped her hands to look at Hope whose smirk was gone.

"I would like to. But before I give a definitive answer, I'd like to make some requests?" Hope asked cautiously.

"We'll hear them out and if they are unreasonable requests suited for a 12 year old, we'll try to make even ground?" Nicolas replied diplomatically.

Hope twitched for a moment but realised yes she is 12 again, less freedom and sighed. "Fine. I want to be able to find a way to get home. Not trying to say this like it is a bad thing, but this is not my home and I'd like to see my family and friends. Even if they have forgotten me due to Malivore."

"That's fine, dear. I wouldn't expect you to stay here forever and we'll help locate any books you may need, but I should warn you our world is possibly behind yours in the way of magic. I've never heard of anyone jumping between dimensions." Perenelle said softly.

"I'm aware. Even in my world it's unheard of. But I still wish to try." Hope replied determinedly.

"I know." Perenelle said with an understanding smile.

"Also you don't need to worry about my Werewolf side. Being a Tribrid does have it's perks. I can shift whenever I want and don't have to shift with the moon but it's better if I do, I get restless during a full moon. That being said I was wondering if your home was isolated so I could go for a run around the property? It's a good way for me to release stress and some magic." Hope asked curiously.

The Flamel's looked at one another. "Well we do live in a cottage which is fairly isolated from others and our property is near a forest, but the Werewolves on this earth can not control themselves as a wolf. So would you be willing to wait until we get to our property and perform a shift there and if you have as great of control as you say. We'll agree to that as well." Nicolas mentioned.

Hope knew even in her world this was a good outcome. "Okay that's fine." Both Flamel's looked at her surprised. "Even on my earth Werewolves aren't known for their control. Since I've accepted my wolf as a part of me and I shift frequently, my wolf is... an extension of myself. I can also shift back pretty fast if my wolf decides to attack. Only problem is, I will be naked after shifting back."

"That's normal for our Werewolves as well. Do you need us to bring out clothes for you after you finish a run?" Perenelle asked.

"Not really. I can take clothes with me and stash them in the woods close to the house." Hope paused for a moment and looked down. "Speaking of clothes, I need new ones. These are way too big on me." Hope sighed.

Perenelle drew her wand slowly and said, "That's an easy fix. If you want I can change the size of your clothes you are wearing?" Waving her wand casually pointing it to the sky as she looked at Hope.

Hope looked down again at her clothes then back to Perenelle. "Do you need me to take off my clothes to change them?" She asked.

"No. I don't but I would like to run a diagnostics charm on you once we decide to go home with us. Just need to make sure you are safe and didn't catch anything harmful via... black goo??" Perenelle replied almost questionally at the end.

An amused huff of breath left Hope's mouth. "Something like that." Hope brought her hand up and ran it through her hair. "I suppose checking me over wouldn't be so bad. But I would like to learn what spells you will be performing on me? I like to learn new things and healing magic isn't widely used in my world. Generally the witches who have the ability to perform healing magic are either incredibly powerful and don't need to chant to heal themselves. But healing others can be difficult."

Perenelle nodded her agreement as she cast the spell to shrink Hope's clothes. Hope then blurted out. "Oh, I should mention my Vampiric side has not been activated. So I don't drink blood. However I do have blood that can heal others, my blood can cure a Werewolf bite on my earth and the Vampiric senses: touch, sight, hearing, taste and emotions are active but they are basically on the lowest setting." Hope explained, then continued. "From what my family could put together. I would have to die to fully activate my Vampire side but we don't know if I would lose my magic or not. We are calling it my 'extra life', but don't worry. I'm not in a rush to use my extra life. I like being at least somewhat human. I don't want to be a Vampire yet."

Nicolas and Perenelle let out a collective sigh. "Thank goodness. As much as we would have gotten you blood if you needed it, it wasn't something I'd look forward to doing." Nicolas said. "Are there any more conditions you would like to ask Hope? If you can't remember now you can ask later at the house."

Hope was thinking if there was anything else major she needed to ask now but a loud thrill of a whistling song blasted through the forest. She covered her ears and grimaced before looking up. There was a completely black bird hovering in front of Hope's face, beating his wings in smooth but powerful thrust. Hope was startled back a few steps but kept her balance. "What on earth are you?" Hope asked the bird in bewilderment.

Nicolas' jaw dropped at the scene in front of him. He watched as the bird let out a quieter thrill and flew over to Hope. Hope didn't move and the bird latched onto her shoulder, then rubbed it's head up and down Hope's cheek. Hope looked over to the bird on her shoulder warily but she saw the responses from the Flamel's and decided to see how this would play out. "What's happening?" Hope called out to the Flamel's.

Nicolas was still in shock at seeing another Phoenix other than Dumbledore's, however Perenelle was able to answer. "That my dear is a Phoenix."

Hope's eyes widened. "Why is it that my life seems to be a punching bag for karma... So, I guess this means that Phoenixes on this earth are much more bird-like than in my world?" She muttered to herself and the Phoenix who she could tell was glaring at her for even trying to compare itself to another Phoenix.

"What? It's true! I knew a human Phoenix and he is... Was my boyfriend! So stop glaring at me!" She complained to the bird defensively as she crossed her arms across her small chest. She looked down and frowned when her arms no longer rested over her breasts like they used to. Stupid de-aging. The Phoenix huffed and turned to look at the Flamel's.

Nicolas' brain rebooted as Hope told off the Phoenix. "So you can hear what the Phoenix is trying to communicate?" He asked, looking at the black bird.

Hope shrugged. "I mean I guess so. My wolf side commands respect of most animals and helps me to understand them better. Why?"

"Because I think that Phoenix has bonded with you." Nicolas astonishly replied.

Hope groaned. "This has already been a long day. I'll ask tomorrow what it means to have a bird bonded to me." She said as she ran her fingers through her hair again. "Maybe we should go to your home now?"

Perenelle nodded as did Nicolas. "Sure." They both replied. "Have you ever apparated before?" Perenelle asks.

"Uh... no??" Hope replied in confusion.

"Well this could be quite unpleasant or with your magic it will feel like a breeze. Just let the magic run its course and don't fight it." Nicolas warned as he put his hand on Hope's shoulder without the Phoenix using her as a perch.

Hope felt a tug on her belly button which she added some of her own magic into it. A loud crack filled the air and Hope felt like she was squeezed through a small tube and all she could see was blurred images which she believed were once trees. She ended up in front of a cottage with the dense woods the couple had mentioned behind the house.

Hope stumbled slightly but managed to right herself quickly much to the amazement of the Flamel's. She looked up from the ground and took in the view of the comfy cottage. The cottage looked somewhat similar to the house she had lived in with her mother when she was a child, but this house didn't have a second story. To Hope it looked like a home. "It's lovely." She mentioned with a forlorn look. The Phoenix on her shoulder gave a soft cry at his bonded companion sadness.

"Thank you." Nicolas answered with pride. "Let's give you a tour of the house."

Hope nodded with a small yawn, "Sorry." she replied sheepishly.

The Flamel's smiled at her and Perenelle said. "It's fine. With what you have been through, we were expecting you to be tired. However we would like to take you into the magical marketplace called Diagon Alley tomorrow or the day after."

"Sounds like fun." Hope mentioned in a deadpan, not really wishing to go shopping just yet, "However if you are planning on getting me a wand, I won't need one... Hmm... Actually I don't even know if any wand from this universe would be compatible with me." Hope added as an afterthought.

"Probably not, but we should still get you a wand even if it is a blank, so you are able to blend in here." Nicolas added as they walked up the front steps to the front door. Perenelle opened the door and stepped to the side as she let Hope go in first.

Hope hummed noncommitedly as she walked into the cottage and she saw the foyer with tables and desks lining the walls with some photos, plants and momentos throughout the ages. It reminded her of her home in New Orleans considering it was the same thing her family did, showing off antiquities that should be in museums. Hope chuckled under her breath at the similarities. Hope noted that there was 5 doorways leading to more parts of the house, one to the right, which she imagined would be a living room, three doors to the left, bedrooms maybe her mind supplied and the one at the end of the foyer, Nicolas' Alchemy room, she could tell from the smells.

She brought her attention back to the foyer and noticed that one of the plants on the tables was vervain, she tilted her head to the side and decided to touch the plant. She pulled her hand back in pain and shock. "Ahh!"

The Phoenix squawked in distress and hopped down Hope's arm so it could have a look at the burn.

Both Pernelle and Nicolas rushed forward and pulled Hope's hand in their hands. "What happened?" Perenelle asked in concern and possibly some fear as she pulled out her wand about to perform a healing spell, but stopped as she saw Hope's hand heal before her eyes. She blinked a few times and looked at her husband who was giving the same fascinated expression. She also saw that the midnight Phoenix had a bewildered look as well, she almost laughed at the expression the Phoenix was portraying.

"Well... that's different." Hope said as she gently removed her hand from Perenelle's grip and looked at it with curiosity. "Maybe I've activated my Vampiric side after all?" Hope thought aloud. She looked up to the Flamel's. "Could you both please wear a piece of jewellery with some vervain infused into it?" She said as she pointed at the plant.

"Why on earth do you want us to wear something that hurts you?" Perenelle asked incredulously.

Hope looked at Perenelle and answered. "It's to protect your mind. The Vampires from my world have the ability to compel people by staring into their eyes and ordering them to do just about anything. If I can get burned by vervain, then there is a chance that I could possibly compel someone and I don't wish to compel either of you. You've both been nothing but kind to me and I don't want to accidentally compel either of you because of my naivety."

Nicolas laughed good-naturedly. "I wouldn't worry about that. Adult wizards in this world have Occlumency to protect their minds from mind attacks. Even some children have Occlumency shields due to their families." But this doesn't seem to calm Hope, she actually looks worried.

Perenelle notices the disbelieving look on Hope's face. "Perhaps you should try this compulsion once and see if we can block it and if we are unable to stop it, we will wear the infused jewellery if needed." She compromises.

Hope looked uneasy at this but her Phoenix climbed back up her arm and rubbed it's head against her cheek to try to calm her, singing a song. "Okay. We can try this. But I only will try to compel one of you and it has to be the person with the strongest shields." Hope agreed reluctantly.

Perenelle moves forward towards Hope without any fear and kneels down so Hope is able to look her in the eyes as she remembered Hope mentioning something about looking into someone's eyes for the compulsion to take effect.

Hope groans but moves closer to Perenelle and lifts her hands reluctantly to Perenelle's face and cups her soft cheeks, Hope sighs then looks directly into Perenelle's hazel eyes.

Hope feels her pupils expand and contract as she draws Perenelle's attention and commands, "Use the safest but most destructive spell you know and fire it at the portrait of yourself and Nicolas at the end of the foyer."

Hope releases Perenelle and casts a discreet protection spell under her breath as Perenelle turns to the portrait, "Projectium deflecto." Perenelle raises her wand at the picture, and casts "Bombarda Maxima." Nicolas looks on in shock as Perenelle's spell slams into a barrier.

Hope moves quickly in front of Perenelle and grabs her face to compel her again, "You no longer wish to destroy the portrait. Stop."

Perenelle gasps, dropping her wand to the ground as she covers her face with both hands. "Doux Merlin. What did I do?" Perenelle states, horrified as she stared at Nicolas in shock.

"I'm sorry." Hope says with her eyes downcast in fear causing the Phoenix to sing, to try and lift his companions spirit from the overwhelming despair that was trying to drag her into a void.

Nicolas moves to his wife and hugs her close to his chest rubbing at her back, murmuring reassurances in her ear. He looks over to the scared little girl staring at the ground. "Hope." He says getting her attention. "Don't be scared. You did nothing wrong." He held out an arm and motioned for Hope to come forward.

Hope stayed where she was until Perenelle turned around with tears in her eyes but she didn't yell at Hope like she was expecting. Instead Perenelle pulled Hope carefully into her arms and hugged her. Nicolas also wrapped both girls into an embrace. "You are welcome here, Hope. Always. Never forget that." Perenelle states with conviction.

A sob escapes from Hope and she starts crying in their arms. Hope grips onto Perenelle tightly but is careful to only grip her shirt as she's not sure how strong she is at the moment. Nicolas cradles her head and places a kiss on top of her hair.

"We know we're not your parents and we would never try to replace them, but just know that you can trust us and we will always do our best to help you." Nicolas says as he holds the girls.

"We've only known you for a few moments and we can already tell that you are possibly the most incredible and outstanding person we have ever met in our long lives. We can tell you that you are a miracle and we can not wait to learn who you are and who you are going to be. However I can see that you, Hope Mikaelson, will be absolutely remarkable." Nicolas finishes as he rests his head atop of Hope's, feeling the lonely girl shake as her sobs become louder.

"Thank you." Hope sniffed into Perenelle's shoulder.

After Hope was able to control her breathing and was able to stop crying she managed to extract herself from the Flamel's, she looked at both of them with watery sea-blue eyes.

"I'm glad that I met both of you and I can't wait to hear about your lives." She genuinely says, but adds with a cocky grin that should have no place on a 12 year olds face, "I bet that at least 10 stories, if you share them with me, I could tell similar stories about the person or the event with stories my family have told me over the years and I reckon my family will have the more outlandish tales."

Nicolas allows Hope to get away with changing the subject so he gasps in shock and places his hand over his heart dramatically. "Take that back! We have more outlandish stories! I'll take that bet!" Perenelle just facepalms at her husband's reaction but let's him continue knowing that when he gets someone challenging his experiences throughout life, he gets defensive.

"In the 17th century, France, we were there as the casquette girls were forced out of France to marry men who were no better than criminals. So we set fire to their resources so the men would leave the camp. While they were trying to put the blaze out we rescued the girls right from under their noses and escorted them to the closest town." Nicolas said proudly with a beaming smile.

Perenelle smiled as well, remembering that day, as if it only happened a week ago instead of 250+ years ago. She looked at Hope and saw that she was smiling as well.

"I'm glad you were able to help them." Hope smiled at Nicolas and Perenelle. Perenelle took Nicolas' hand in her own and gave the back of his hand a kiss. Hope's smile faded slightly, missing the intimacy of her family and even her friends.

Hope shook her head and returned to the conversation with her father's smirk on her face. "However it's a good thing you picked a story that I can contribute to."

Nicolas and Perenelle looked at Hope and listened to the story. "My Aunt Rebekah, was actually one of the first original casquette girls, she was in a coffin, recently undaggered and she woke up during the trip to Louisiana. When she woke up, she drained all of the men of their blood and went to the back of the carriage to speak to the 6 or so girls and casually asked 'So where the bloody hell are we?'. One of the girls managed to answer and they asked my Aunt if their captors were dead. At this my Aunt frowned, having a soft spot for women being abused and said 'They are dead and they are never going to bother you again.' The girls apparently looked at one another and cheered. My Aunt Rebekah told the girls to take the carriage and sell it at the next town. Splitting the money between the lot of them, stating 'That us girls must stick together'."

Nicolas opened and closed his mouth a few times and groaned looking at his wife's bemused face. "I just lost a bet to a 12 year old, didn't I?"

"Yep. You should've started with a more over the top story, dear." Perenelle agreed, laughing at her husband.

Nicolas grumbled and Hope laughed with Perenelle.

"Anyway." Nicolas dragged out, trying to change the subject again. "I do believe we were giving a tour." He said as he reached out to pick 2 clippings of vervain. "I'll infuse the essence of these into a locket. That way we can wear a piece of jewellery that won't burn you if you touch it."

Hope smiled at his thoughtfulness. "Thank you Nicolas."

"Please just call me Nic." Nicolas said with a smile.

"If you started using 'Nic' then you may as well call me Nelle." Perenelle added.

"In that case. Thank you Nic and Nelle for inviting me into your home and into your lives. Not many people would accept a kid they found in a forest into their lives, much less a person of three different species of supernatural creatures." Hope said gratefully.

"I think this will be the most interesting and extraordinary years that we will ever have lived and I can't wait to see how this plays out." Nicolas says with a giant grin on his face rubbing his hands together in excitement.

"Oh and I'm teaching you Alchemy." Nicolas adds seemingly at random.

Hope raises her eyebrow and looks at Perenelle. "I think he means he would like to teach you Alchemy, your choice. I would like to teach you about Healing as well, even if you apparently don't need it." Perenelle paused for a moment as a thought crossed her mind. "So if you have an activated Vampiric side... does this mean you need blood after all?"

Hope's eyes widened. She took a few moments to think about it. She didn't have a craving for blood or the feeling of a burning throat as her family had described to her. "At this time. I don't think so. But it may be smart to have some blood bags on hand just in case? I mean, I don't feel like drinking blood, but bloodlust can take hours to form for a new Vampire. Although newly turned Vampires have a harder time controlling their bloodlust… According to some of my friends who are Vampires and my family's stories, a Vampire's throat burns and they are constantly craving blood. I don't feel these cravings... Then again I'm a Tribrid, so technically all rules are thrown out the window for me."

"Like I said. This will be spectacular and I can't wait." Nicolas reiterated again as he walked to the first room to the right in the foyer, which was in fact the living room as Hope thought it would be, however the first thing she noticed was that there was no TV.

She was going to mention something about the TV but realised all the shows she would watch in her spare time wouldn't exist yet and she couldn't understand the references to 90's TV shows so she ignored it. However there were books upon books lining the walls and shelves. She ran her hand on the wooden frame of the bookshelf and a holograph-like index popped out glowing with a blue light making her jump slightly, however she made a scrolling motion on the index and realised there were a lot of books in this index. The Tribrid made 9 large scrolling motions and only got down to 'Aut' in alphabetical order of the titles, although this included titles in multiple languages.

"Holy crap." Hope whispered silently, but not silent enough as both Nicolas and Perenelle laughed.

"Did you expect us to have such a small amount of books?" Perenelle asked with a chuckle.

Hope shook her head. "No. But how do all these books show up if they aren't actually on the bookshelves?" Hope quizzically asked.

"All of our books are linked all over the world so we are able to access them anywhere. However a majority of our books and possessions are stored in the Gringotts banks." Perenelle answered. Hope blinked and looked back at the bookshelf and murmured, 'later'.

Perenelle asked Hope if she could run her diagnostics spells now, Hope nodded and Perenelle explained what each spell would do and also the wand motions. Hope paid full attention and committed some of the spells to memory. All of Perenelle's tests came back with positive results but Hope refused the spell to test her magical core to see how powerful she is and Perenelle respected Hope's need for discretion.

After Hope's medical tests were done she turned around to look at the rest of the living room and she saw the kitchen and dining rooms were located behind two lots of two-seater lounges set in black leather and they looked incredibly comfy. "I have this strange feeling that I'm going to fall asleep on those couches more often than not." Hope remarked.

"Been there. Done that. Trust me, very comfy. Though we'd much prefer you see the bed you'll be sleeping in before making your bed on the couch." Nicolas replied as Hope blushed slightly.

Hope pursed her lips together and said, "Once you see my wolf and transformation, I can see my wolf sleeping on the couch." A cheeky smirk appeared on her face as she looked over to the Flamel's.

Perenelle rolled her eyes. "We'll see about that. Also if your wolf scratches my couches, I will throw stinging hexes at you."

Hope laughed at the banter. "How about I sleep on a blanket on the couch or better yet on someone's feet?" Hope snarked back.

"Would you?" Nicolas actually looked excited. "My legs get really cold in here."

Hope had to look at Perenelle to check if Nicolas was serious, from her exasperated expression Hope imagines he is in fact serious. She looks back at his overjoyed face and sighs, "We'll see, Nic."

Not making any promises the Tribrid couldn't keep as she doesn't know how her wolf will react to this new universe and to the Flamel's. She believes it will be fine, but it's better to wait and see.

Perenelle takes over for the tour into the kitchen. "Help yourself to anything in the house. Breakfast is at 7:30am, lunch is at 12:30pm and dinner is at 7:30pm. The dishes and sink are spelled to clean anything once it's been used and placed on this counter." Perenelle informed Hope before touching the counter to the right of the sink. "Plates and bowls are located under the same counter as mentioned, cups are above the plates and utensils are in the top sliding drawer near the fridge."

Hope nodded along. "If you need anything specific, just ask, or just open all cupboards until you find what it is you're looking for."

The couple left the living room with Hope trailing behind them as they opened the first door on the left. Turns out it's a study, with more books and a desk to the right of the doorway with what looks like a map on it with lots of scattered pieces of paper everywhere. There was also a fireplace directly opposite the door.

"Why have a fireplace in this room if the living room is the room that gets cold?" Hope blurted out with a furrowed brow.

"Because it's not so much a fireplace as it is a method of travel and communication. We prefer to have these options limited to this room, as the living room is almost like a sanctuary for us." Nicolas answered.

"Ah. Right... Floo travel? Right?" Hope questioned with a thoughtful look on her face as she tried to recall the details from the movies.

Nicolas nodded. "That's correct."

She looked at the last wall and it was a window showing what was happening on the street. The Flamel's were right, there weren't many people out and about. Not in cars or walking, it was actually very quiet which Hope was thankful for.

Hope just noticed, even with apparition, someone should have heard the 'crack' of their arrival, but she know these were not stupid people. "So I'm assuming there's something like a barrier that hides us, so the humans don't suspect anything?"

Nicolas nodded, but was a little confused with the wording Hope used. "We use wards. Notice me not, compulsion and confundus wards." Nicolas explained.

Now Hope looked confused. "Why use so many different wards? It leaves weak spots in the protections. If you used the barrier spell 'Clostrum', it would protect the building from attacks and hide us from the view of non-magicals." Hope wondered.

Perenelle and Nicolas looked at one another again, but were unsure about the spell Hope was mentioning. "We don't have a spell like that, or if there is, it's classified as family magic and can only be used by that specific family." Perenelle mentioned

Hope ran her hand through her hair and looked back outside. "Can I perform a barrier spell within your wards and I'll show you what to do? Perhaps you can teach me about wards?" Hope offered as a compromise.

"That sounds like a plan... Can you do the same thing to a fireplace?" Nicolas asked with a feral grin.

Hope looked to the fireplace and held her hand out feeling for the magic and closed her eyes for a couple of seconds. When she opened them, she smirked at the couple. "Yes. I can."

"Thank Merlin." Perenelle sighed in relief. "I'm sick and tired of moving every time someone manages to find our address via floo travel." She said with exasperation. "Can you please block anyone but us from going through?"

"Shouldn't be a problem. I just need to hold your hands while I cast the spell so my magic will recognise you and accept both of you through the barrier spell." Hope replied with a mischievous smile.

After Hope casted the barrier spells on both the fireplace and within the properties wards. The Flamel's gave a quick run down on the wards they used around the property.

Once they finished up outside with their magical show and tell, the immortal couple showed Hope the other two rooms on the left and they were both bedrooms. The room in the middle was the spare room which Hope looked around a bit and asked if she could use some magic to decorate.

The couple agreed and watched as Hope conjured items left, right and centre placing them telekinetically on the desks and dressers with the 'Dimiterre' spell. She also conjured an easel near the door that leads to the back of the property along with many different paints, pencils, pens and charcoals. She simply told them that art soothes her and also helps her feel closer to her dad. They just smiled and asked if one day she would show them her artworks. Hope agreed to maybe one day, when she feels more comfortable showing her works.

Hope heard a loud squawk by her ear and cringed as she could literally hear the regal midnight Phoenix in her mind asking her what about him. She had absolutely no idea what to get a bird and looked at the Flamel's.

"Uh... What do I need to get for a Phoenix? Cause I've never taken care of a bird before." The young girl asked, embarrassed.

"Oh, you'll just need to get a perch, it looks a bit like a tree." Nicolas says and Hope just conjures a dead tree basically the size of a small frangipani tree and adds some bowls that she moulded into the tree so they can't be tipped over. Hope then magically filled one of the bowls with water and the Phoenix gratefully flew onto the perch and drank some water. "Just like that." Nicolas finishes lamely.

"Sorry?" Hope says somewhat apologetically.

Nicolas just raises a hand to wave away the apology. "Don't worry about it. Using magic obviously comes very easily to you. No reason to apologise." He looks at the other bowl and asks her, "Why didn't you conjure any food?"

Hope scratches her head for a second before fixing her hair with her fingers, "Umm... I don't know what birds eat except for bird seed and I'm fairly certain if I conjured bird seed the Phoenix would probably set me on fire for insulting him or something."

Perenelle and Nicolas laugh. "Yeah. Don't feed a Phoenix bird seed. It would be seen as an insult. Phoenixes eat fruits and berries. However, Dumbledore's Phoenix was particularly fond of the seeds from a Fire Seed Bush." The Phoenix' head popped up and looked at Hope expectantly.

Hope sighed looking at the Phoenix' hopeful look. "Hold on a moment, birdbrain and I'll get you your seeds."

She turns and looks at Nicolas. "I have a strange feeling that you've seen this plant before, haven't you?" Hope asked him.

Nicolas nods slowly. "Yes. Why?"

"For me to conjure something I need to know what it looks like. I've never seen this plant before. But you have. If you bring all the information about this plant to the forefront of your mind, I could make an exact copy of the plant to your specifications." Hope answered.

"You're going to read my mind? Like the compulsion ability?" Nicolas asked calmly.

"No compulsion. Reading your mind, sort of. But only what you allow me to see. I wouldn't force myself into your mind. I know for a fact that hurts." Hope replied carefully.

Nicolas agreed and she was right. There wasn't any pain, it was simply a copy of the information Nicolas had offered to provide. Hope conjured the plant outside under a notice me not ward she had learned from the Flamels'. The de-aged girl placed the plant slightly away from the house as the damn plant was legitimately on fire.

"Do they eat the seeds while they are on fire or do I need to put them out?" Never in Hope's life would she think she would say this kind of sentence and for it to sound so completely normal.

"On fire." Nicolas replied with a smirk.

Hope rolled her eyes as she cast another spell to the food bowl so the bowl would not be affected by temperature. Afterwards she telekinetically picked five seeds off the plant and placed them in the bowl. She decided to create a third bowl to fill with fruits and berries and added a preservation charm on the food so it would stay fresh for longer before casting another silent spell to automatically change the food and water in the bowls every three days.

Hope looked at the Phoenix and told him about the spells she used and how frequently the food and water will change. "As for the fire seeds. I'll move five seeds into the bowl every two days as they are classified as a treat. Don't glare at me. I'm part Vampire thus I'm partly vulnerable to fire, so I don't want to test my luck all the time." The Phoenix almost looked like he sighed, but nodded his head in acceptance.

"Thank you for showing me everything and allowing me to have my own space." Hope thanked them again.

"You don't need to thank us. We're more than happy to look after you." Nicolas replied with a smile.

The trio walked back into the dining room and as Perenelle made dinner while Nicolas and Hope waited, Nicolas decided to explain wards in more detail to Hope. Such as ill-intent wards, age restrictions wards and protection wards. Perenelle added her own advice and mentioned that wards work better when etched into a Wardstone.

After showing Hope how these wards can work together, Perenelle served dinner which was sausages, mashed potatoes and some vegetables.

Perenelle was just about to mention it was late but as she looked outside she saw a full moon and her eyes widened. Her head snapped back at Hope who was still bantering with Nicolas. "Uh. Hope?" Perenelle called out getting both Hope's and Nicolas' attention.

"Yeah?"

"It's a full moon tonight." Perenelle finished curiously looking at Hope.

Hope nodded. "Yeah. I know I can feel it. Can we go outside so I can shift?" She asks with literal hope in her eyes.

Perenelle sighed and said, "Yes."

Hope gave a small cheer as she ran to her bedroom, opening the verandah door to the back of the property. While Nicolas and Perenelle followed slowly with amused looks on their faces. "Okay so I'm going to change behind those trees then come back out."

Hope was at the tree line when she remembered to mention something else. "Since I haven't shifted in this world I don't know how long it will take. But if you hear bones snapping and grunts of pain don't worry. It's completely normal." She finished as she was moving behind a tree and taking her clothes off.

"Wait... What?" Perenelle asks Nicolas and he just shrugs.

About 10 seconds later a white-grey wolf trotted out of the tree line and it's eyes were glowing yellow. It was a sleek wolf that was made for speed and the Flamel's jaws dropped as the wolf circled them sniffing at the area. "Hope?" Perenelle asks in awe.

The wolf stops and stares at the pair before nodding, letting her tongue roll out of her mouth and her tail starts wagging happily. She sits down in front of them and lets out a yip. Perenelle chose to build the courage to move out to where Hope was sitting. When she was about a foot away, Perenelle dropped to her knees in front of the wolf. As Perenelle looked into the glowing eyes of the Werewolf she raised her right hand forward slowly but stopped about an inch away. Not wishing to overstep any boundaries that she wasn't aware of. Instead Hope let out a small whine and moved her head forward the last inch, placing her furry cheek into Perenelle's hand.

Perenelle let out a sharp intake of breath as she felt the fur under her hand. Neither woman nor wolf moved for at least 10 seconds. Then Perenelle's hand moved over the soft furs covering Hope's ears, rubbing them softly. Hope tried, she really did but she had never had anyone pet her in her wolf form before and she started letting out soft whines and moving her head further into Perenelle's hand.

Nicolas had come forward when he heard the whines from the wolf. "You are beautiful Hope." He said, dropping down to his knees beside his wife. Hope had lifted her head from the petting to sniff at Nicolas and she let out a sneeze.

Nicolas looked dejected as Perenelle laughed softly and leaned her head on his shoulder. Hope moved closer to them and she leaned on Nicolas as well. He raised his hand and ran his fingers through the fur along her spine and she let out a yawn as she fluffed up her fur. Perenelle started rubbing at her ears again and Hope let out a whine as her left hind leg started kicking out.

"Aw, she's just a large puppy. We can keep her, right? And she can sleep on the couch?" Nicolas asked his wife with a gigawatt smile.

Hope made a chuffing noise but raised her head to look at Perenelle. Perenelle looked at the wolf, then to her husband's ecstatic face. She could help but smile at her husband and she kissed him.

Hope whined.

Perenelle broke the kiss and laughed at the wolf. "Fine. She's able to sleep on the couch but I'm serious about not wrecking the couch." She finishes with a stern voice.

Hope jumped up and spun in a circle with a loud bark, she did several laps running around the couple and stopped in front of them again but about a metre away this time. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth again.

Perenelle groans and looks at her husband and says. "Great. Now I got played by a 12 year old. I bet that if she was human right now she'd be giving us that mischievous smirk like she's making fun of us."

Nicolas looked at the wolf and thought about what he's learned about Hope so far, "Probably."

He pulls himself to his feet and offers a hand to his wife. She accepts and he helps her up.

"Let me guess, time for a run?" Perenelle asks the wolf.

Hope nods her head vigorously and barks. "Alright you can go. Just come back before midnight. We need to do some things at Diagon Alley tomorrow, remember?" Perenelle states.

Hope barks and nods once before running at inhuman speeds into the woods, leaving a speechless couple behind.

Hope spent the next two hours familiarising herself with these woods, then the next hour playing tag with the woodland critters. Hope looked up at the sky and saw the moon was near it's apex and she released a long howl into the night.

She had gotten howls back in response, practically all saying, 'Alpha?', so now these wolves will be coming to find her. She let out another howl telling the wolves to stay at least 15km away from her den at the Flamel's and that they could do whatever they want to, that she didn't control their lives. She didn't wait for a reply and raced back to her new home. She stopped at the tree line to grab her discarded clothes in her mouth and walked through the open doors to her new room.

As she walks in she feels eyes on her and stares at the Phoenix still on the perch. Both animals stare at each other for a few moments before the Phoenix cocks it's head to the side and lets out a thrill of approval. The wolf chuffed in response as she rolled her eyes. Hope shifts back then throws the dirty clothes into a corner before grabbing some sleepwear out from the drawers, wondering to herself, 'where did they come from?' and 'why are they all in her size?'.

She ignores the thought for now and walks into the on-suite bathroom to quickly shower so she could get the sweat and dirt off her skin. She uses the shampoo and conditioner that was left in the bathroom and since she likes the smells she'll happily use them for now.

Hope avoids the soap however as she doesn't like the smell of goat's milk, but she does use the shower gel which has a vanilla scent. Even though it isn't her favourite it will work for today until she can find something that appeals to her senses. Maybe a floral or woodsy scent. Ocean-like smells were a good back up but she really prefers the smell of nature from the woods.

As Hope finishes in the shower she casts a drying spell on herself and gets dressed. She moves the covers down so she can hop into bed and as soon as Hope's head hits the bed she was out like a light.