This is multichapter Next Generation fic. I'm not going to base this on one pair but if you have a request I'll focus on them for a chapter :)

Hope you enjoy+Not J.K in case anyone was unsure :}


There was utter chaos in the stuffy classroom.

Professor Jenkinson sighed and, yet again, tried to get his fourth years to be quiet "Come on guys. I'm trying to tell you something!"

In the back corner Lucy Weasley completely ignored her teacher, instead turning to her friends "Merlin it's too hot to be bothered with Muggle Studies"

Hestia Nott glared at her pale arms sulkily "Hot but not sunny; how long did we spend by the lake last Sunday?"

Perenelle Montague grinned "Aww poor Tia, can't even get a tan"

Evelyn looked up from her doodling long enough to snort "You don't tan Tia, you burn"

Lucy grinned causing Hestia to mutter "At least I don't freckle like a banana"

Lucy, who was leaning back on her chair contentedly, didn't hear her but shouted across the classroom "Hey Joe, whatcha doing over there?"

Joseph Warrington, who had been discussing the Quidditch league with his less enthusiastic dormates; spun around at the attention of the attractive redhead, causing Scorpius Malfoy and Harrison Seymour to smirk at each other.

"Sod all Lucy" he hollered back "What were we meant to be doing?"

Professor Jenkinson smiled sadly "You were meant to be listening Mr Warrington!"

Joseph cringed as Lucy giggled "Sorry Sir"

Right at the front Rose Weasley snorted "I bet you are" she muttered to Tilly Linton on her right "Don't you think that Slytherin's are just arrogant, nasty, immature..."

Tilly smiled brightly, as on her other side Sandra Thomas rolled her eyes, "Remember to breath Rosie"

Rose was in full rant mode and barely acknowledged her "I mean take what happened in Care of Magical Creatures yesterday; Seymour must have known that you don't just walk up and pet a Blast-Ended Skrewt! So what does the stupid moron do?"

On Roses other side Lauren Waite nodded fervently "The idiot just leans over the box and has the nerve to seem surprised when he gets his arm gored"

Rose shook her head "You know what I think? I think he's just trying to get Hagrid sacked like Malfoy's Dad. Oh don't even get me started on Malfoy...!"

The Gryffindor girls knew better but that didn't stop Amy Finnegan glancing at Harrison and whispering to Sandra "He doesn't look too scheming with that sling on, just wary of one of his friends knocking it."

Ben Creevy was also chatting, despite Albus's best attempts at getting him to shut up "Ben, Professor Jenkinson is trying to talk"

Sam Mordent rolled his eyes "Chill Al, we'll shut up when he actually starts talking. Anyway what sort of chance do you think England has in the Quidditch World Cup Ben?"

"Well surely they'll walk the group stages" Ben said quickly "And then it depends who we draw I suppose. I can't believe that Spain are the favourites, when was the last time they won?"

Albus was drawn in, despite himself "But they've got that new seeker, whatshername? Anyway she's supposed to be really good"

"Martina Cortez" Sam said with a smirk "And she's hot if nothing else, my older sister's got a poster of her in her bedroom."

Harry Smith grinned "Well Sarah would have posters of hot girls in her bedroom..."

Sam opened his mouth to retort but Albus elbowed him and he glanced at the board where Professor Jenkinson was writing FAMOUS MUGGLES-THE FOURTH YEAR PROJECT

He cleared his throat "Right class, CLASS."

They all turned to him in shock, even the Slytherin's, Professor Jenkinson never shouted.

He blushed slightly and hurried on "As you know fourth years, this year you will have to complete a project. The title is behind me and that is the only limit I'm giving you. You will work in pairs..."

Lucy nudged Evelyn with a pointy elbow "Bags with you Evie"

"And research your muggle for five lessons, not including any of your own time you may choose to invest..."

Sam snorted "You wish Sir"

Professor Jenkinson smiled good naturedly "Anyway this lesson I will put you in pairs..."

"Bollocks" muttered Joseph.

"Which I will now call out" Professor Jenkinson said pulling out a list "When I read your name I want you to go sit with your partner where I tell you too"

Rose raised her hand "Can we please just choose our own partners Sir?"

Professor Jenkinson shook his head "No Rose, I need you to work on this project, not chat to your mates for four weeks."

He glanced at his list "The first pair will be Sandra Thomas and Amy Finnegan, and you two can stay where you are"

"That's not too bad" Hestia said "At least he's keeping us with our friends"

Evelyn shook her head "No chance Tia, there are two more Gryffindor girls left after you've thoroughly mixed us all up"

Perenelle shook her head "No way, he doesn't have the nerve to do it Gryffindor-Slytherin"

Professor Jenkinson coughed "Miss Montague will you work with Mr Creevy over by the door please"

Lucy glanced at Perenelle "Wear earplugs"

"That's not funny" she muttered as she trudged towards a terrified looking Ben.

Professor Jenkinson "Next, Mr Mordent you can stay where you are and Miss Nott will you join him?"

"No way Sir!" Sam protested "I'm not working with her!"

Hestia scowled at him "You needn't think I want to work with you! Oh sir this isn't fair" she cried, stamping her foot for emphasis.

Professor Jenkinson raised his eyebrows "That's enough. Do I have to get Professor Longbottom and Professor Scarpin? Now sit down Miss Nott"

Hestia obliged with bad grace, edging her chair as far from her partner as she could.

"Mr Warrington you swap seats with Miss Weasley so that you can sit with Miss Waite, and Miss Weasley you will be working with Mr Malfoy" Professor Jenkinson said, his mind wandering back a year when he'd tried to get their cousins Jonathan and James to sit together.

These two hated each other just as much, but had a considerable amount more respect for teachers. Scorpius closed his eyes as though he was praying for help and Rose lined up several textbooks as a boundary between them but they sat together with little verbal argument.

As for Lauren and Joseph; Lauren shared Rose's deep dislike for Slytherin's and her discomfort wasn't helped by Joseph's unsubtly in checking her out.

"Miss Linton you and Mr Seymour can you go and sit in that corner" Professor Jenkinson asked, pointing to a corner desk with two seats either side.

Harrison and Tilly didn't bother arguing and after they sat down Tilly gave her partner a friendly smile than he returned hesitantly.

Professor Jenkinson turned to the partner less Gryffindor boys "Mr Smith you are working with..."

"Come on Zabini" Harry muttered "If I have to work with your psycho cousin I'll..."

"Miss Weasley, so please swap with Miss Zabini." Professor Jenkinson smiled at Albus "And finally Mr Potter can work with Miss Zabini"

"Lucky git" Harry muttered as he picked up his bag and went to sit with Lucy, whose picture could have been under the dictionary definition of moody.

Evelyn sat down quickly and ignored Albus's attempts to catch her eye, returning to her neatly inked doodle of a cat wearing a tiara.

Professor Jenkinson smiled uneasily at his mutinous looking class "Well class, now you know who you're working with. Well you've got about forty minutes left to have chat about which muggle you would like to research"

"We're doing Florence Nightingale" Rose said, daring Scorpius to object with a glare before pulling out a book.

Scorpius looked at her incredulously before sighing and muttering "Accio Return of the King"

Rose froze behind her book and risked a glance to confirm that Malfoy was actually reading, not only reading but seriously into a muggle book.

In fact she actually found herself staring at his moving grey eyes a lot longer than she had intended.

At the front Amy and Sandra where debating muggle actresses versus pop stars "But Lady Gaga had such an interesting life"

Amy groaned "But Sandra, she died when she was thirty, at least Julie Andrews had a long life"

"You only like her because she was in Mary Poppins" Sandra insisted "Besides there supposed to be famous! Everyone has heard of Lady Gaga, besides it's not like you never listen to her music yourself"

"Ugh fine" Amy conceded "But if we don't get good marks I'm blaming you"

"What?" Sandra asked, outraged "If we don't get good marks it'll be because your too busy drooling over Frank Longbottom!"

Amy thumped her friend on the arm "I do not drool!"

On Sandra's other side Lauren snorted, completely ignoring Joseph "Yes you do!"

Joseph rolled his eyes at their girlish bickering "Excuse me Waite but do you have someone you wanted to do?"

Lauren glared at him "Well I'd quite like to do Leonardo da Vinci but suppose he's a bit too sophisticated for you!"

Joseph's eyes narrowed "Painter, sold one painting in his lifetime, born in 1452 and died in 1519, invented the bicycle and parachute way ahead of their..."

Lauren stared at him "Alright, alright" her curiosity got the better of her "How'd you know all that?"

He winked at her "You shouldn't just assume things Waite, I'm not just a pretty face"

She gave him a push "Get lost Warrington"

In the corner Harry braced himself "Weasley..."

She turned on him "My name is Lucy! Not Lu, nut Lulu and certainly not Weasley!"

He raised his hands "Sorry!"

"Good" Lucy muttered "Now do you have a problem with doing Elizabeth the first?"

He swallowed "No..."

"Good" she repeated, rummaging in her bag and bringing out a packet of Droobles Best Blowing Gum.

She chewed her gum thoroughly and then spat it out before Professor Jenkinson could see it and give her a detention.

Harry watched this tensely, feeling serious empathy for the gum.

Nearby Ben was trying to catch his eye, Perenelle doing the same thing with Evelyn next to him.

Sighing he gave up and turned to his partner, fully under the impression she could swat him with one movement of her fist.

She groaned "This is so stupid"

He nodded, on that they were agreed "So who'd you wanna do?"

"I honestly don't give a shit" she answered "Who'd you wanna do?"

"I don't know" Ben shrugged "How about a footballer?"

"What's a footballer?" Perenelle asked with a sort of half smirk, and a half smile.

He cringed "It's a muggle sport...err maybe not a footballer actually"

"No, carry on" she commanded "I'm interested"

Ben raised his eyebrows "Well you sort of kick a ball around...I'll show you some time"

Perenelle crossed her arms "Cool"

Tilly was chatting away about famous muggles "And then there are writers like Shakespeare. He's the most famous playwright of all time, in case you didn't know?"

Harrison resented that, just because he was foreign "Why wouldn't I?"

She smiled "Oh, are your parents interested in muggle stuff?"

He nodded "As they're muggles, yeah"

He mouth dropped open, it would have been comic if he hadn't been feeling so insulted "You're a Muggleborn!"

Harrison was beginning to understand why Scorpius and Evelyn were so tetchy about they're surnames "So are you."

She glanced around the class before leaning forward "Do they know?"

"Yes they know" he snapped "And they're my friends so please don't talk about them like that"

She stared at him, then looked away blushing "Sorry"

Hestia was determinately ignoring her partner, despite his muttering "Why me? Stupid...Bimbo...Useless"

She stared around the classroom; nobody else's partner was being nasty to them.

But then her friends were clever, witty and much more capable of defending themselves than she was.

However she drew the line at "Snobby, spoilt and not even that pretty"

She fled the classroom, making her partner feel uneasy and just a little guilty.

But when Professor Jenkinson asked where she'd gone he just shrugged.

It probably hadn't been him anyway...

Evelyn had tried to stand up when Hestia had run out but Professor Jenkinson told her to sit down.

When she didn't move Albus gave a little tug on her arm "Err..."

She blinked and pulled her arm away and sat down, quickly returning to her doodle "So you're o.k with doing Cleopatra?"

He nodded, taking his glasses off to clean them "Yeah...how come you're so interested in Egypt and stuff"

She stared at him in confusion "What?"

He blushed, looking away from her "It's just you seem to know a lot about muggle mythology in our other classes and I was just wondering"

She smiled slightly "When I was five my Granddad gave me a book about Ancient Egypt and I guess I got a bit hooked."

"Cool" Albus said with a grateful smile "So what Quidditch team do you support?"

She opened her mouth to answer but the Lunch bell cut her off.

Professor Jenkinson grinned "Off you go then class"

She grabbed her bag "I've got to go find Tia"

"Right...see you next lesson" he said as she sped off.

Immediately rushing into their friendship groups, the fourth years rushed off to Lunch.