A/N This story starts immediately after Voldemort is killed. Harry, Ron, and Hermione are staying at Hogwarts for the time being.

I heard Ron trying to wake Harry. Of course, his efforts woke me instead. I looked over and saw Ron standing over Harry, who was moaning in his sleep. We must have all fallen asleep in the Gryffindor common room. Harry was in one of the arm chairs. I could tell by the sweat on his face that he was having a nightmare. I decided to help the cause, and stood up and walked over to Harry, on the other side of Ron.

"Harry, wake up. Harry!" I gave his cheek a hard slap and he woke with a start.

"He has a son!" Harry's breath was heavy and fast, and it had me worried.

"What are you talking about?" Ron read my mind.

"Voldemort! He has a son, we're not safe here. No one is." Oh, God.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am, Ron, I bloody well saw him! He knows I killed Voldemort. He's going to retaliate."

"We've got to tell Professor McGonagall. The Death Eaters have always had a second plan, and they'll be back." I nodded my head and backed away from the armchair. Harry stood up and started pacing back and forth. "You two stay here. Hermione, you wake up the girls, Ron, you the boys. I'll go get McGonagall."

"You'll be alright on your own, mate?" Ron looked at him, his eyes full of concern.

"Of course, just go. We don't have much time." We nodded, and Harry left through the Portrait.

I turned to Ron, knowing Harry had to be right.

"Let's go. If he's right, they'll be here in a matter of minutes."

"Better yet, sonorus." I started walking up the stairs to the dormitories. "Everyone, wake up! This is an emergency. Wake up!"

People started coming out of the rooms. They were murmuring indistinguishably.

"Quietus. Alright everyone, we have a big problem. Voldemort has a son, and he knows about Harry. Death Eaters will be here at any moment." There was a unanimous gasp. "You all need to prepare for a possible fight. I know we are still mourning over the loss of those we lost, but we cannot let their deaths be in vain. We have to fight again." I turned to Ron. "We should go find Harry."

"Yeah, let's go."

"Wait! What about us?" A small framed girl stepped forward. "What should we do?"

"Er, get dressed and go to the Great Hall. McGonagall has been notified, and she'll be there to give you all further instructions." God, I hope this will work.

Ron nodded towards the Portrait, and we made our escape. We hurried down the staircase, and entered the third floor corridor, where Professor McGonagall has a sleeping chamber. We swiftly walked down the hall when we heard someone behind us. We both turned expecting to see Harry, but instead, we saw Malfoy. Why is he still here? He was banished from Hogwarts, and should have left with his family.

"STUPIFY!" The world went black.

A/N This chapter was really short, but I promise they'll get longer and better. Please review! Have a nice day!