Authors Note: It's all owned by JK Rowling. *Sigh*

Okay, so let me get some things straight. Draco is not a death eater in this story because it is my story and I can do whatever I want. Mwa Ha Ha Ha. His pathetic excuse of a father, however, was one and he is rotting behind the cells in Azkaban where he deserves to be.

And to all Draco haters (If there are any), I know Draco was kinda bitchy in the books but he was a cute bitch so if you gotta problem you might wanna throw yourself off a cliff.

There might be muggle objects and references here because, why not ?

Ginny and Harry are dating cause HINNY FOR LIFE !

Warning - This context might have offensive language and some mild romance.

"Welcome back to another year of fun and learning, and hopefully this year won't be disrupted by any dark wizard trying to kill Mr Potter." Minerva McGonagall, the new headmistress of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, said to the students who had returned to Hogwarts for another extraordinary year.

The golden trio were few of the people who came to redo their 7th year since the battle of Hogwarts kinda wrecked the school. Not kinda, completely wrecked. Plus, searching for Horcruxes, battling death eaters and studying for the NEWTs can not be done together.

So, here they are. Well, neither Harry nor Ron wanted to return. They wanted to join some Auror internship program, but Hermione wasn't having any of it. 'Education is important. You can't live in the real world with education.' As Hermione put it always had the same effect on them. 'We didn't need to know when the goblin war was fought to defeat Voldemort.' Ron always used to say.

Harry's eyes swept the great hall. He spotted a lot of old faces, Lavender Brown was sitting and giggling with a 6th year. Luna Lovegood was daydreaming about Nargles or whatever goes on in her brain. He spotted Draco Malfoy, they weren't the bestest of friends, he was sitting with Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson. Draco didn't mind coming back to Hogwarts, it was a refreshing change from the dreary Malfoy Manor which gave him nightmares about Voldemort.

"-A new class. It is mandatory to take, and I'd say it is rather... interesting." McGonagall's voice snapped him back to reality. Some sort of class was part of their already ginormous syllabus. Doesn't the ministry have anything better to do than torture a bunch of grumpy teenagers ? But he was curious about this new class. "Well, that's it. Tuck in !" She finally said as the great hall was filled with the noise of utensils 'clinking' and 'clanking'.

Ron did not need to be told twice to wolf down everything. No seriously, where are his manners. 7 years of Hermione telling him to be neat and he still eats like a gorilla. Not that she knows how gorillas eat. She sighed and went back to her delicious meatballs.

At the end of the feast, McGonagall told the 7th years to stay back. Ron watched the nervous first years follow the prefects out the great hall. It seemed like yesterday he was one of them, trying not to trip over or kill Scabbers by feeding him too many cupcakes. If only he knew he was in for one big adventure when he befriended the raven-haired boy.

"Students, this year you all have to take a new class. It is very different compared to your other classes. While, most of you think it is useless and a waste of time, every single student needs to pass this class to graduate." McGonagall said.

"A parenting class." She continued as the students broke into squeals and groans. "You will be handling magical children in pairs. Assigned pairs." She added earning more groans. "You'll have separate rooms with separate bathrooms and a kitchen. Yes, you will have to cook your own food on the weekends but you are welcome to join us any other day." She answered the unspoken question.

"You'll be living with 4 other pairs and you will have a common room. The children will grow very quickly, so by the end of the year, you'll have handled one kid in 3 different stages of growing up. You will be expected to attend all the other classes you picked. Maybe you can drop one, it is your choice. This class will be taught by Professor Woods. You may leave now, go back to your usual dorms for now. Tomorrow, you'll get your dorms and partners." McGonagall said as the students scampered out.

"A parenting class? What a stupid idea !" Pansy scowled. "You'll need it since you plan on getting pregnant at nineteen. " Blaise said as Draco snickered. "Ha Ha, Blaise. But seriously, who cares about kids ? Girls just wanna have fun, I don't think I can handle a single child." Pansy said. "God bless the child who has Pansy for a mother. " Draco said as the boys started laughing again. "Shut up before I shove my Givenchy bag up your ass. " Pansy snapped. Hopefully, others had different opinions on this class.

"How exciting ! Don't you think, Hermione ? "Lavender squealed. They had gotten on good terms again after the quarrel about Ron. "It's illogical. When will we study ? And we need to cook too ! Who has time for that ? And making a girl and boy stay together ? " She said, shaking her head in disapproval. Ginny rolled her eyes, " Come on, It'll be fun !" She said and Hermione laughed. "Have fun potty training them." She said as Ginny and Lavender gave her a horrified look.

"And plus, look at Ron. He needs potty training himself. How will he take care of kids when he can't even tie his shoelaces without exploding something." Hermione said. " That's exactly the point ! This class will teach him responsibility and stuff." Ginny exclaimed. "What about the boy part ? What if I get paired with some weirdo ? Like McLaggen ? Or even worse, a Slytherin ?! " Hermione said. "Not even Draco 'Hotter than Hell ' Malfoy ?" Lavender asked with a teasing smile as Hermione gave her a disgusted expression, "Especially not him !" She said.

Professor Woods was a woman in her early thirties. She had a warm smile and strawberry blonde hair. She wore a blouse and muggle denim dungarees. She had rosy cheeks and looked like the type of mum who'd like to play with kids and grow flowers on the window sill.

"Hello ! I'm Professor Woods. Call me Miss Cherry if you want." She said. Her voice was cheery and full of energy. "I'll be teaching you guys this class. A little bit about myself, I come from America and I like to experiment with crazy recipes and dance around to happy music. " She said as some girls giggled at her friendly way of speaking.

"Pairs will be of Slytherin and Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Hmm, Ravenclaws are more in number well, one of you guys can skedaddle to the other group then. Let's pair you up quickly. Group 1 first." She said as the students sat their anxiously.

"Mr Potter and Ms Weasley." She said as Ginny giggled gleefully and hugged Harry as Harry grinned stupidly. A booklet appeared in front of them with all the information and instructions. "Mr Neville and Ms Lovegood." She continued and Neville gave Luna a big smile and went to sit next to her.

"Mr Zabini and Ms Brown." She said as Lavender squealed and rushed to the groaning Blaise. "Mr Weasley and Ms Parkinson." As soon as these words left her mouth, a high pitched wail filled the room. "Not a Weasley !" Pansy shrieked as Ron choked on air and started coughing hysterically.

"Oh dearie ! You guys need to get along. I can't help it, teams are final." She said. Pansy scrunched her nose in disgust as Ron slumped next to her. Ron looked queasy to sit next to her and she growled at him, "Stay. Away. From. Me." Ron looked even more uncomfortable now. He had to tolerate this maniac for a year ?

"Moving on, Mr Malfoy and Ms Granger. " She said, if only she knew what was coming. "WHAT ?!" Both of them said at the same time. "I'm not living with that stuck-up bossy annoying beaver !" Draco yelled as Hermione yelled back, "I'm not working with a son of a death eater either ! You vile, evil sick bastard !" It was unusual for Hermione to go against a teacher so the whole class gasped.

"Oh lord ! Calm down, guys. It is just a silly little enmity. Look at you adults fighting like toddlers. Better behave nicer in front of the little ones. I'm sure you'll get along fine. One day you'll thank me for this." Professor Woods said. Hermione nodded weakly and Draco grunted and sat next to her. Hermione scooted as far away as she could. "So for Group 2..."She continued.

Draco glanced at Hermione, He smirked at the pathetic way she was biting her lip and stealing a nervous glimpse at him from time to time. She looked so upset and bothered it was funny. He had to admit she had grown out of her bushy hair and now her auburn locks fell down her shoulders in soft curls. That doesn't mean she was now irresistibly gorgeous and he was drooling over her. She just looked... acceptable. (That's a lot coming from Draco.)

Don't go around spreading stupid rumours, she wasn't his type. His type of girl should be friendly, lively, witty, classy and smart. And Pansy didn't fit any of his criteria. She was the only girl he went out with, that too cause she asked him out. He wasn't bothered to find his 'true love' or whatever. He wanted to live peacefully before his mother started nagging for a pretty pureblood wife and cute pureblood kiddos. Ugh.

"Quit it." She said. "Quit what ?" He asked innocently. "Quit inspecting me like I'm some kind of artefact." She said. Draco blushed, he didn't realise she noticed. "Oh, whatever. I was just... um... observing the fact that you aren't as disgracefully repulsive as you were." He said. Hermione raised her eyebrow and he smirked, "Don't get flattered, I just noticed the fact your hair is not on my face." He said as Hermione rolled her eyes. "This is going to be a long year." She muttered under her breath. It sure is going to be.