𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐨𝐫, 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨, 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐬. - 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫.

...

Rana wickedly looked to the girl and replied with a feral smile on her face. "How to say that nicely as possible - he can be quiet handful."

Then suddenly the girl remember what happened in the great hall and everything added up.

"Bloody hell! That's the real reason I'm here, to be the substitution, right?!"

Fiona recalled all the events that happened in the short among of time since she was in this world, how he behaved towards her. Abraxas was toward her really possessive and what he wanted to do to her at breakfast - at a public place!

She shudder, something told her, that this was only the beginning. And behind closed door he would do worse.

Suddenly she grew angry at her counterpart for making her life miserable - she never asked for this. Now she had to live and fulfill duties of another girl, who apparently was her doppelganger.

"I have to ultimately take control of this situation - this dreadful 'surprises' needs to stop."

She thought determined. She is after all the one with the future knowledge and everyone knows that knowledge means power.

Fiona will take care of the Malfoy heir later, now she has to know everything about the previous Fiona. How has she behaved around the others, what flaws she had - hell even what her favorite food was!

The girl needs to know everything so nobody would be suspicious of her. And the only person who can help her is the female in front of her.

"I don't like this either," Rana sighed unhappy and looked at the other female. "But you have to play your part in this now!"

"I suppose we should use the situation to our advantage then. I mean you have future knowledge that can apparently save the wizard world!"

Fiona still a little shocked, stood up from her place and looked with a troubled expression at the other girl and began to be more receptive of the idea.

"I will do it, not that I have an other choice in this matter! Tell me all about the previous Fiona Zabini - her habits, flaws - everything important I need to know!"

Black looked thoughtful at the girl in front of her, there was an unidentified emotion in her eyes.

"I can start from the beginning," Rana begun abruptly. "You want to have a summary of what happened all the years, right?"

Fiona slowly nodded, still feeling uneasy to admit that she wasn't the person everyone thought she was. Technically it wasn't her fault that she ended up here but still felt odd.

"You were an average student since first year, but your best subject is Potion and you're in the Slug Club, which is directed by Professor Slughorn - the head of our house and Potion teacher. So far there are only Pureblood members and you can get in if you are an excellent student or come from a very influential family.

You are taking two N.E.W.T classes which are Potion and Defense Against the Dark Arts, shortly DADA. The N.E.W.T.s are final exams taken by every 7th year students at Hogwarts. You wanted to become a Potioneer, but that won't happen due to your arrange marriage to Malfoy, the two of you will be married right after our graduation. After that you will have to ask Malfoy for permission to work, since he will be your husband."

At that Fiona exclaimed outraged. "Am I not a little too young for MARRIAGE at the age of seventeen?"

The raven haired female only looked up with boredom and said with a monotone voice.

"This will be expected from every pureblood female in the wizard Society. We don't have an option in that matter or you will get yourself disowned."

Or worse - killed! was left unsaid in the air.

For a short time there was pain in the eyes of the girl but shortly returned into a stony gaze. She continued with a surprising wistful smile but queerfull undertone.

"We knew each other since our childhood, because of our family relation. You were my first friend and were more sister to me then my own twin, Walburga."

That name rang a bell in her head, it sounded familiar, but Fiona couldn't picture where she exactly heard it.

"The noble House of Zabini is something of an anomaly for the pureblood families here. Your family is not a member of the sacred twenty-eight, as your ancestry hails from Spain but its inarguably pure. Probably even more than the Malfoy's. Thats why you were chosen to be his bride, because you're both equal in wealth and blood - the perfect match! Don't you say?!"

Rana asked rhetorically at the end with a sarcastic undertone.

"This is so repulsive! To practically auction off females on base of their blood statues and wealth!" Fiona exclaimed with a contempt twisted face. "What year is it - 1945?!"

Black replayed perplexed. "Its 1944 to be exactly." And with a curious stare she asked the girl.

"Isn't that also common in your world?"

"Oh god No!! At least not anymore - females have rights, they can choose whoever and whenever they wish to marry. Also, they decide for themself in what profession they want to work. Woman in my world are independent and their own person. They don't submit to a man." Fiona declared passionately. 

Rana observed the girl in front of her with an interested gaze and whispered quietly to herself. "That must be nice."

Fiona snapped out of her rave and asked out of the blue. "Do you already have a marriage partner?"

"Yes, his name is Orion Black, he is my first cousin on my father's side." The other teenager just looked scandalizes and stunned at the raven-haired girl.

Black only added as an explanation.

"We believe in pureblood supremacy also our family motto is toujours pur it means Always pure. The Blacks practice marrying cousins in order to maintain their pure-blood status, and disown any members who marry someone who is not a pure-blood."

As this would justified everything, but she did not go into the subject any further.

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