A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you all had fantastic holidays and New Year! Anyway, here is the first chapter of Hogwarts Watches A Very Potter Sequel!

After Harry had somewhat gotten over the shock of there being multiple musicals about him, he stared at Dumbledore, hoping that he wouldn't really play another musical about him. Luckily for Harry, Professor Umbridge had rather dramatically fainted, which had taken most of the attention off him for the time being. Additionally Dumbledore seemed to have noticed that the students, although clearly excited to watch the play, looked exhausted, and so he promptly decided to send them off to bed, with the promise that they would watch the play tomorrow. As the students all left the Great Hall to go to their respective Common Rooms, Dumbledore flicked his wand, and the House tables all cleared themselves of food and promptly piled themselves up at the back of the Great Hall.

Dumbledore then looked at the guests, hearing Bill Weasley mutter something about booking a room in Hogsmeade, and shook his head.

"You are all guests of the castle, and so you can stay here," Dumbledore insisted, waving his wand and conjuring rows of enough beds for all of the guests. The guests nodded gratefully, and Molly smiled. She knew that Dumbledore knew she didn't have the money to pay for enough rooms at Hogsmeade for her family, and so she very much appreciated Dumbledore's generosity. She quickly picked a bed, and laid down in it, warming herself up with the thick duvet. The rest of the guests followed suit and once Dumbledore was satisfied that everyone was comfortable enough, he waved his hand, gesturing for his fellow teachers to go to their own rooms. Severus Snape was the last teacher to leave the room, levitating Professor Umbridge in front of him, and not seeming to be particularly bothered when she hit her head on the door. Professor Dumbledore smiled at the guests and left the room himself, saying goodnight.

By the next morning, at approximately 8:00am, the Great Hall was once more filled with students, teachers and guests alike. The house elves had just finished clearing away the breakfast, and now everybody sat in anticipation, chattering amongst themselves while they waited to watch the second play about Harry Potter.

Harry Potter himself surprisingly, did not look that bothered at the fact that once again, people would be watching a play about him. After the absurdity that was 'A Very Potter Musical', Harry very much doubted that this play could get any weirder than the first. He occupied himself by doodling on a notepad, and glancing at Professor Umbridge, who wore the expression of someone who would much rather be anywhere but in the Great Hall. Professor Dumbledore glanced at her briefly, and then waved his hands, silencing the room.

"I do hope that we have all had a good rest," he began, surveying the room. "Today, we will be watching another play, called 'A Very Potter Sequel'".

He promptly pointed his wand at the laptop, and it began to play the video.

Familiar music began playing as a disclaimer appeared on the screen, stating that the play was produced and performed for Harry Potter fans.

Harry nudged Hermione and whispered "I told you I had fans." Hermione rolled her eyes.

The stage began to light up, showing a long haired blonde man. Over at the Slytherin table, Draco frowned, hoping that the man wasn't supposed to be his father.

Lucius: You're late.
Yaxley: Late? What's it matter? Look at this morning's Prophet, "The Boy-Who-Lived Does it Again", "The Dark Lord Dead For Good." I knew it! We backed the wrong side, again!

Harry grinned at this, although he wished that he could defeat Voldemort quicker in real life.

Lucius: Calm yourself Yaxley.
Yaxley: All us Death Eaters are going to Azkaban now. NO! NO-no-no-no-no-no!

Draco looked up sharply at the screen at the mention of Yaxley. He knew that he was one of his father's 'acquaintances' so to speak, which made Draco aware that it was extremely likely that other acquaintances, as well as Lucius Malfoy himself, would turn up in this play. He was desperately hoping that if his father was really in this play, that he would not be portrayed too badly, or at least not as bad as Draco was.

Lucius: Do you have what I sent you for or not?
Yaxley: Yeah I got it. (pulls out pouch) I had to break into the Ministry for it but I got it.
Lucius: Excellent.
Yaxley: And you should see the Ministry. The Dark Lord not dead more than a day and they've already got the wizard cops out after us.

Kingsley smirked, hoping that if he was going to be in this play, that he would be a 'wizard cop'.

Lucius: Damn those wizard cops! Well, none of that matters anymore for as long as we have this.
Yaxley: Who do you think you are? We don't stand a chance against the wizard cops. Not even you Lucius Malfoy.

At the mention of Lucius Malfoy, all eyes seemed to turn to Draco, who chose to stare blankly at the table in an attempt to avoid the stares. Astoria glanced at him briefly, feeling almost sorry for him. She frowned as soon as she noticed the feeling, and quickly glanced away, focusing on the laptop screen again.

Draco however, was mentally running through all of the ways in which his father could take legal action against the makers of the play.

Lucius: (singing) Don't ever tell me what I can't do. I'd watch my tongue if I were you for all we know, You-Know-Who could be watching us.

Much of the Gryffindor table burst into laughter at the sight and sound of Lucius Malfoy's singing. Draco, however, glared at the screen at the sight of his father singing and dancing and decided that it would probably be better that his father did not find out that this play existed. This would be one thing at least that Draco now had no intentions of telling his father about.

Yaxley: (spoken) He can't be, he's dead!
Lucius: (singing) That never stopped our plans before. You've no idea what I have in store. You really think that you'd be at my door if we had nothing to discuss? He may be gone but that is just as well. Come inside, don't you fret for it's not over yet.

Several of the Slytherin students scowled at the screen as they saw more Death Eaters appear, hoping somehow that their parents wouldn't be shown in the same way as Lucius Malfoy was.

Death Eaters: (singing) Evil Plans, we are making evil plans. Evil deeds with evil hands, we are making evil plans.

The same Slytherins rolled their eyes at the Death Eater's singing, realising that they probably should've known that this play would treat them the same as Lucius Malfoy.

Death Eater 1: (speaking) Lucius Malfoy, why have you called us here?
Death Eater 2: What do we do Lucius?
Death Eater 3: There is nothing to do, the Dark Lord is dead. Harry Potter wins, end of story.

Harry grinned, and high fived Ron at the mention of him defeating Voldemort. Even Snape allowed a sliver of a smile to appear on his face, which he quickly twisted into his usual scowl when Umbridge glanced at him, aware that he had to be incredibly careful to keep up the façade in front of her.

Lucius: Yes, I know, I know. He marries Ginny, they live happily ever after. There is literally no way to move forward from this point.

Both Harry and Ginny turned a shade of crimson, while Ron looked between his baby sister and his best friend. He could just about handle them kissing in the last scene, but the idea of them getting married was just weird to him.

Yaxley: Then why are we all here?
Lucius: I was just getting to that. Harry Potter *Death Eaters growl*, we're in this sorry state because of him and to think of all the chances we had to destroy him. Why, if we had destroyed him at his first year at Hogwarts, we'd be ruling the world right now!

Harry nodded, thinking that Lucius actually had a good point. Obviously, he was glad that the Death Eaters hadn't actually killed him when he was in his first year. He just hoped that they would at least let him finish his education before killing him- at this point, there wasn't really many spells he knew how to fight Death Eaters with, and he highly doubted that his old friend Expalliarmus would work every time.

Death Eater 1: Yes Lucius, no one is arguing that.
Death Eater 2: What does it matter? We can't change the past.

At this, Hermione raised an eyebrow, wondering what was going to happen next.

Lucius: Oh? *singing* I know it seems impossible. We've been thrown off our track but if we can't move forward, why shouldn't we move back? *pulls out Time Turner* Friends and companions of evil and sin, think not of loss but a new way to win! For what is a present without a beginning to start it all?

Draco frowned. It wasn't exactly a bad idea, per say, but Draco had a feeling he would've taken it more seriously had his 'father' not delivered his plan while singing.

Yaxley: Go on.
Lucius: There is a boy that everyone knows, the plan is simple. I propose that that we choke the weed before it grows up and ends it all. Do you follow me?
Death Eater 1: No.

Ron snorted, wondering if Death Eaters were really all that stupid. He took a moment to think about, briefly remembering what exactly it was that Death Eaters had as their ideology, and very quickly came to the conclusion that based on their beliefs, Death Eaters probably were all that stupid.

Lucius: The Dark Lord would have survived had they never met…
Death Eater 2: Wait-wait-wait-wait, so you're saying he wouldn't be destroyed?
Lucius: He'd be alive, what don't you get?
Death Eater 3: Still not understanding…

Draco rolled his eyes. Although he hadn't had the chance to officially go to any Death Eaters, from what he had heard from his father, Death Eaters did not seem to be as stupid as they were portrayed here.

Lucius: With Potter gone, the future will be set!
Death Eaters: Oh!
Lucius: So it's not over yet.

Umbridge smirked at this, wishing that the Death Eaters would hurry up and get rid of Potter quickly. She might not have had the Dark Mark, or particularly care about the Dark Lord, but in her eyes, Potter was a nuisance and the sooner he was dealt with, the better.

Death Eaters: Evil plans, what a brilliant evil plan! Malfoy, you're an evil man. We love making evil plans.
Lucius*speaking*: So it is decided, we shall use this Time Turner to back in time to Harry Potter's first year at Hogwarts. We'll destroy him before he ever gets the chance to destroy us. My friends, I think we're going back. Who's with me?
Death Eaters: YEAH!

"No!" yelled Fred and George. Harry smiled at their support for him.

Everyone: Our history is nothing more than what the losers settle for.
Lucius: So look alive and don't forget…that it's not over,
Everyone: It's not over…It's. Not. O. Ver. Yet! *time travel*

"Well, at least their plan probably won't actually work based on how stupid the Death Eaters are," Hermione quipped.
Ron nodded in agreement. "Yeah, but it should be entertaining to watch!" he said.

Train Assistant: Platform 9, Platform 10, nothing in between.

Harry grinned at this, remembering the look of disbelief on Uncle Vernon's face when he tried to explain that he needed to get to platform 9 ¾. Briefly, he wondered if he had ever gone to Kings Cross before he went to Hogwarts, but reasoned that there was no way that Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia would ever take him to a train station, probably because Uncle Vernon would likely have wanted to just put Harry on a random train. From what he had learned over the summer, however much his aunt and uncle disliked him, they still had to keep him in the house.

Harry: Can somebody tell me how to get to Platform Nine and Three Quarters?

Loud cheers resounded from the Gryffindor table, and Harry turned bright red at all of the attention. Draco smirked, glad for once at Potter's appearance, as it took attention away from his father.

Harry smiled at his appearance in the play, but raised an eyebrow at the rather bright headband his character was wearing. Beside him, Ron also raised an eyebrow at the headband.
"I'm not sure blue's your colour, mate." He said.
Harry scoffed, before turning to Hermione, who took one look at Harry's expression and said, "You're not buying one. It really wouldn't suit you."
George caught Harry's eye, and winked. "Don't worry," he whispered conspiratorially. "We'll get you one for Christmas."
Harry grinned, and turned back to the screen to focus on the next scene, which had began loading on the laptop.

A/N: Thank you for the reading the first chapter of Hogwarts Watches A Very Potter Sequel! My apologies for the delays in this chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it! As always, please review if you liked it, and I'll see you in the next chapter!

A/N 2: I also recently uploaded my first Criminal Minds fanfic, so feel free to read that if you like the show!