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Summary: AU. Today was the first day of school and today would be the day he got his age old question answered Weaver or Beasel? Implied Harry x Draco and a few little OC's.

Weaver or Beasel ?

Draco Malfoy, esteemed potions master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, secret lover of The Golden Boy, and sneaky, sneering Slytherin sat in his study with his feet kicked up on his desk and an evil smirk ready to bloom on his lips.

Today was the first day of school and today would be the day he got his age old question answered Weaver or Beasel?

He never thought he would end up teaching at Hogwarts but here he was, supposedly unable to turn down a request made by the great Albus Dumbledore as he now allowed Severus to take the long coveted DADA position.

Draco almost snorted at the thought; he couldn't give a rat's ass about Dumbledore. He made it a point to disagree with anything the barmy old man said and insult him as much as he could with his Slytherin subtlety. But unfortunately he would always just twinkle at him and smile as if he knew Draco would have taken the position anyway just to please his Godfather.

But back to the matter at hand, Draco stood up when he could hear the little idio- children stampede out of the Great Hall. There was no one in the dungeons save for himself and he could already hear them.

"Merlin they sound like rabid hippogriffs." He mumbled to himself. "I hope I didn't sound like that." he shuddered at the thought as he leaned against his desk and waited for all the first years to file into the room. He could even start to pick out some of his old year mates spawn.

A chubby little blonde girl with huge brown eyes and carrot earrings, next he visibly cringed when he saw a skinny pug faced girl that looked exactly like Pansy, a tall pale brown skinned boy with dark red hair waved at him when he came in and took a seat at the front of the class; his Godson Gianni Zabini. Draco nodded at him and ran his eye's over the class, inwardly he was jumping for joy.

He would finally get to see Weaver or Beasel?

Potter would no doubt kill him if he knew what he was doing, but Draco couldn't help it. He'd seen his red haired Godson plenty of times but never his cousin, it was almost as if everyone new what would happen if he landed his eyes on the spawn of the weasel and the beaver.

Hey he couldn't help it if the three of them would never get along. It was all their fault as far as he was concerned, holding on to roles in a war none of them wanted to take and their less than savory treatment of Harry after they found out that he and Draco were dating. Harry had forgiven them but he wouldn't.

And just when he thought he would get the joy of giving the Weasel King's daughter detention for being late something small, red and furry rushed into the class room and took a seat next to Gianni. Draco silently commended himself for not immediately sneering at the Weaver? Beasel? Instead he pretended to wait for more students as he studied the little... girl?

Her hair was huge red and bushy, it looked like one of those muggle brilly pad things Potter likes to clean with. Under a huge smattering of muddy freckles across her nose and under her dark blue eyes lied her mouth which after getting a good look at Draco immediately turned and walked to the board all the while trying to stifle his laughs.

The girl was even more bucktoothed than her mother had been! He didn't think it was possible but there sitting directly in front of him was a definite Weaver and to think he was sure she would be a Beasel.

-A/N

This is my first try at a fan fic so feel free to comment and tell me how I did.