Disclaimer: Don't own any characters from Harry Potter, only the ones that I make up in my own fantasy land :D

Note: Harry has a brother about a year older born called Richard Marvin in the same month hence the prophecy could be about both of them. Don't hate me if this is not your taste cause if it is not then stop reading after the note or when ever. This kinda follows what JK wrote.

Chapter two: Meeting with the blond

Previously

"Well I shouldn't put you where you are not needed well then I think I made my mind up Harry Potter I shall place you in" the hat paused a bit "Ravenclaw!" The room was still in dead silence until the table of Ravenclaw exploded with cheers and claps for their newest member.

~O_O~

As Harry made his way across the room he felt a pair of eyes staring at him. He turned his head to see who it might be, but the only person he could see looking at him was his brother. His brother was just as excited as if Harry was actually going to be a Gryffindor first year. Waving at his brother and his friends Harry went to sit next to Hermione and Neville.

Looking towards the head table, Harry attention was immediately drawn to the headmaster, Dumbledore, in the most blinding pink set of robes. From there his eyes slowly drifted over each teacher until it reached a man with dark lanky hair who's black eyes seemed to look straight through him. It was with the ringing peal of metal striking crystal that Harrys attention returned to the headmaster, who was about to make his welcoming speech.

"Welcome to a new year for those who have come back, and welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for those new minds that will be soaking up knowledge. I have some things to say before we begin the feast. Argus Filch has told me to remind the students that the school rules are found on each level on a notice board near classrooms, and if one rule is broken he will gladly take you all for the punishment." There was a murmur amongst the student many of which consisted of 'I wonder if it is true he hangs you by your thumbs in his office.' Dumbledore continued regardless of the murmur "I will remind you that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to all students regardless of age or year. Well now with that over tuck in with a bibbty boppity boo," with that food adorned the long tables they sat at.

A boy at the Ravenclaw table noticed the stunned looks towards Dumbledore from the new first years.

"Ah don't worry guy's, he always says some weird words before letting us eat. He thinks it lightens the mood. My name's Terry Boot, second year." Terry smiled at the first years, "Don't forget to eat or you will never make it back to the dorms or even to breakfast."

"Yes I very much agree you should eat, I'm Penelope Clearwater. If you have any worries come as me, I'm a fifth year so I've been here a while and can help you a lot if needed. We Ravenclaw's pride ourselves with being knowledgeable, helpful and not pranking other house members like some of the other houses. I do hope your stay here will be fun though." With that she went back to talking to her friends.

After getting a quick rundown of things the first years began eating with minimal talk between them. They were all looking around and in staring in awe. Mainly the Muggle born were staring in awe, shock and utter joy. Harry shared their amazement, even though he heard a lot about Hogwarts from his brother.

After the feast finished and the last of the pudding dishes had disappeared, they started to make their way to the house common rooms. Penelope and another boy stood up and gathered the first year students close to them and introduced themselves. "We are this year's Ravenclaw Prefects should there be anything that you do not believe is good or good behaviour within our house please notify one of us," Penelope stated while pointing to the boy next to her. "Now follow us and we will take you to our common room up in one of the towers."

When they went up the multiple steps to get to their common room they stood before a door embossed with a bronze eagle. The other prefect stated "Unlike the other houses we do not have passwords that change every now and then, the bronze eagle knocker will tell you a riddle and to get in you must answer it correctly."

With that explanation the Eagle gave a riddle:

"What is the beginning of eternity,
The end of time and space,
The beginning of every end
And the end of every race?" [1]

There was a pause and Penelope answered "The letter 'e'," and the Eagle turned and the door was opened. Walking through the door the first years entered their common room for what would be the next several years. It was a wide, circular room furnished with a midnight blue carpet, arched windows hung with soft blue silks, and a domed ceiling painted with stars. Tables and chairs where scattered around the room, and bookcases lined the walls. "As you can see this is the door that will lead you up to your dormitories to the left will be the boy and to the right will be the girls," the boy prefect pointed out "Also boys do not try and enter the girl's dormitories as it will not be a pleasant trip."

Penelope then started to talk and all first years heads turned towards her. "At Hogwarts there is also a point system, for people who misbehave or disobey a rule the Head Master, Professors, Head boy and girl and Prefects can take points from their house. Each house starts with 150 points at the beginning of the year. By the end of the year the house with the most points win's the house cup. So far for the past six years Gryffindor has won the house cup, this is mainly through their great ability for playing Quidditch."

She glanced towards the boy who continued, "Your class timetable will be given to you by us tomorrow at breakfast so please be in attendance before 8:30 as class will commence at 9:00. On the weekends you are free to do as you wish so long as you stay out of trouble. A list of the forbidden areas has been posted on the notice board in the common over there," he pointed to a large blue board with various piece of parchment on it. "Also please stay out of the forbidden forest. The Quidditch tryouts are for second years and above, so you don't need to worry about those for another year."

"That should be all you may do whatever you wish now but be in bed at a reasonable time for an early start tomorrow." Once Penelope finished speaking to all the Ravenclaw's the prefects went off on their own way.

With that every one either filed up to their dormitories where their trunks and belongings had already been placed or stayed in the common room. Harry noticed that by the door leading up to the dormitories, there is a tall statue made of white marble.

"Hermione who is that person next to the door over their?" Harry pointed to the white marble statue.

"Oh that is Rowena Ravenclaw one of the Founders of Hogwarts."

"That is interesting, maybe she is the one who stops the boys from getting to the girls dormitories, no?" Neville asked.

"No I doubt that she's probably just guarding the students who sleep up there or so what I would like to believe." Hermione said with that twinkle in her eye that both Harry and Neville had seen on numerous occasions when talking to her. It meant she was off with the fairies, recollecting everything she had read on the founders. The trio soon overcame their nervousness and moved to occupy one of the lounges and talked about what their classes would be like tomorrow as well as what they thought the teachers would be like. When they noticed it was nearing midnight they made their way up to their dormitories and four-poster beds for a good night's sleep.

~O_O~

When Harry, Neville and Hermione entered the Great Hall for breakfast the next day, the two Ravenclaw prefects were already handing out timetables to the first years that had come down. Hermione of course was the first one to actually approach the prefects for her timetable, also while asking for hers she asked for Neville's and Harry's. Noticing they all had their first class Transfiguration with a Professor McGonagall. Wanting to be at their classroom early so no points would be deducted the trio headed off to their class early.

As Hermione and Harry found out during their week of going to each class, there was a lot to learn, some teachers were very strict while others where a bit more lenient. It was Neville though who had the misfortune of finding out that the strictest of them all was the potions master Professor Snape. He managed to escape that one without getting a detention, however he had still managed to irritate Filch the day before and due to this he had already earned himself Neville a night with the caretaker.

During their first week at Hogwarts, Harry and his friends had occasionally sat with his brother and his friends at the Gryffindor table. When walking through the corridors Harry had occasionally run into the blond boy he had stumbled into on the train, he had noticed the quick glances that the boy had given him and had always fled as fast as possible away from him.

It was after breakfast on their first weekend the trio decided to go to the Library with the infamous Madam Pince. They needed to start their homework for Defence the Dark Arts and according to Hermione they would need another book to help them understand. Harry volunteered to go find it, and as he wondering through library searching, it was just when he was about to give up that somebody behind him said "Look your left three books then up a shelf you'll find the book you're looking for."

"Oh thanks", his eyes followed the instructions and YES there it was. Turning around to properly thank the person Harry stopped and stared a bit wide eyed. It was the boy he ran into at the train. Malloy or something. His brother warned him to stay away from him. So Harry thought to say his thanks and get away. "Um thank you," Harry started to take off but the boy grabbed his upper arm.

"You're that other Potter boy, what are you a cousin or something?"

"Um ... I have to get back to my friends, please," Harry semi begged while trying to get away.

"They can wait it's a large library they'll just think your still finding it. Who are you?" The boy glared at Harry with determination on finding out who he was to Richard.

"I'm his bro..." harry was interrupted by another voice.

"Let him go Malfoy, didn't I tell you on the train to mind your own business and pick on other people. Just stay away from him." Richard tugged Harry away yet again from Draco.

"Why is he so important to you Potter, he's just another first year, but you protect him far more and better than anyone else. I demand to know why." Draco gave the best Malfoy death glare possible.

"Why do you care, this is the first time you've been persistent on knowing who someone is from another house Malfoy. One would think you're up to something bad."

Harry didn't hear the rest of their argument as he scurried away from them. Like his brother he was starting to dislike this Malfoy boy. Something was nagging in the back of his mind, why was the blonde always staring at him? Why did he never look at anybody else when he was around?

He arrived back slightly out of breath, Hermione didn't notice though; she only had eyes for the book. Neville on the other hand wanted to know why he looked so panicked. Harry quickly handed it over to her, and then turned to Neville.

"You know that blond person I tell you about, I ran into him again today, he's Malfoy." Upon hearing that name Hermione looked up.

"Malfoy, Harry you ran into Malfoy?"

"Well he just helped me find the book that was all."

"Oh Harry everyone knows to stay clear of all Slytherin's especially Malfoy," Neville nodded to Hermione's comment. "He's bad business with his father being a high ranked Deatheater and all, I've heard even some 7th years in other house stay clear of him."

"Yeh Penelope even said that Professor Snape favours him a lot in potions or when he hexes someone." Neville was looking around hoping no one in Slytherin or that Malfoy was around to have heard him. Harry then concluded from the comments of all these people and his brother that Malfoy needed to be avoided at all costs if he wished to survive the school year.

[1] Riddle is not mine and I will not take any credit for it

I should have give credit the person who edited my story last chapter but couldn't be stuffed so I'll just put it in once. Thanks for editing my writing you PAIN IN THE ARSE ahahahha gonna keep that or should I say Gusty.*

*Note from the editor: Stick to Gusty please, if you're going to bother mentioning me at all.

I think I also need to add that updates will be kind of slow now as I'm back at university, wish it would burn down.