Harry was abruptly woken up by the strangest of sensations on his face, blinking in confusion as to why he was pulled out of a dream the room came into focus, his friends around him were looking at him with amused expressions and Ginny was looking particularly happy, he ran and hand over his face to find it wet, wiping his hand on the chair before returning it to Daphne's waist.

He looked back at Ginny, her smirk betraying her instantly.

"I don't think there was much need for that" he growled, she just smiled impishly.

Harry waved his over his face instantly drying it, the use of Wandless magic not going unnoticed by his friends, he'd found his abilities at this back at the Dursley's before last year, and had delved right into becoming efficient at it, every spell he learnt was done first with a wand and then without in private. He only used it in public when he was relaxed or when he needed to intimidate somebody.

"You wouldn't wake and she won't either" Ginny said simply.

"We're almost there, that's why she woke you up" Tracey drawled, cutting the tension finely.

"Right then, thank you" he said to he newly adopted sister.

"Daphne wake up love" Harry said, he then realised what he said and blinked his mouth dropping.

"Did I just- Did I?" he asked the others, who were also completely shocked.

"Yeah you did" Neville told him looking at his best mate strangely.

"Harry mate- are you okay...seriously?" Neville asked looking stunned.

"Oh leave him Nev, my big brother is in love" Ginny said happily. "How romantic, love at first sight" she added.

"Bloody hell" Harry muttered shaking his head, he'd think about this later.

"Daphne" he said rubbing the girls back. "Wake up Daph"

Daphne mumbled groggily and frowned when she heard the words 'wake up' she tried to nestle further into the pillow she was attached to, this however made the annoyance to try and wake her harder.

"G'way...p'low shush" she said incoherently.

"Come on Daphne we are nearly at Hogwarts" Harry told her.

"Hogwarts" she said with a little more awareness.

"Yeah we need to get ready, you need to sort your make up out and I need the loo" he said to her.

"Right let's go back to the toilets again then" she said finally standing up and stretching herself.

Harry stood up quickly and fell back quickly his legs completely numb and lacking strength, he'd had a heavy weight on them for around five hours and was paying the price. Daphne rolled her eyes at him tugging at his hand, he shakily stood up and let her lead him out of the compartment, once they were gone the three of them burst out into laughter, Tracey's didn't last long though.

"Oh my god, those two are- I don't know!" Ginny cried, causing Neville to laugh again but he quickly sobered.

"Neville what's wrong?" Ginny asked worryingly.

"I've just realised...I have to ask Harry for permission when I want to marry you" Neville said paling.

Ginny burst out laughing.

"Neville love, Harry's not going to say no, not unless he likes pain...so you want to marry me?" she asked smiling at him.

"Oh yeah...are you sure?" he asked her.

Ginny nodded. "Of course he will"

"He better" Neville mumbled.

"Potter is up to something" Tracey scowled.

"Shut up Davis, your just in a grump cause someone is happy" Ginny said lightly.

"No, don't you find it odd...how in the space of a few hours, those two look like they've been together for years" Tracey said.

"Maybe they were meant to be together years ago, Harry did say he was meant to be in Slytherin, maybe fate had to change her plans when Harry chose Gryffindor" Neville said to her.

"You believe in fate do you Longbottom?" Tracey asked sceptically.

"I believe that what happens at the end is set in stone, but what happens until that point is yours to change...so basically what will happen will happen and what doesn't, can change to how you want it to happen" Neville said wisely. Well he thought it was.

"Neville darling, shut up" Ginny said softly.

"Ah, yes love" he replied as in a agreeing.

"Your something else Longbottom, what happened to the shy little boy who wouldn't say boo to a Kneazle?"

"Harry Potter taught him how to fight and Ginny Weasley taught him how to love, does a man need much more" he said with a quipped eyebrow.

"I bet they love you in the Winzegamot chambers" Tracey muttered.

"I try my best, now Harry-" he said breaking of into a whistle. "That's something else, he can make the most fluent men tongue tied in minutes, don't know how he does the sarky git but he does" Neville told her.

"He and Daphne will be right at home, when she finally comes out of her shell, most sarcastic person you will ever have the pleasure to meet" The young Slytherin informed her Gryffindor counter parts.

"Daphne, sarcastic?" Ginny asked, an incredulous tone to her voice.

Tracey rolled her eyes.

"Believe me, when she stops making Gooey eyes at Potter, you'll see"

This statement was met with silence, Tracey just sat stonily looking at a fixed position whilst Ginny and Neville amused themselves with amorous activities completely ignoring the other presence in the room, they were still engaged five minutes later when Harry and Daphne re-entered, Daphne looked wistfully at the couple whilst Harry looked disgusted.

"Neville, I do not want to see you tongue down my sister's mouth, please cease your negotiations" Harry said, sickened by the sight, causing Ginny to jump off Neville.

"Harry!" Ginny snapped. Causing Harry to wince.

"Wow it works!" Daphne said amused. Harry glared at her and she giggled leaning into his side.

"Lighten up Potter you hypocrite" Daphne laughed.

"Hypocrite! You went off to snog" Tracey growled.

"What! No! We didn't!" Harry stuttered out causing much laughter.

He turned and glared at Daphne and she just smiled mischievously at him, instantly his tensed shoulders relaxed and he let out a breath he had held.

"You'll pay for that Greengrass" he muttered to her wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into his chest.

He nuzzled her neck softly trailing light kisses along it, making her melt against him, before he moved over to her jaw causing her to whimper, he moved to her lips, as they were millimetres away apart he pulled away and let go of her waist and went to sit, leaving Daphne standing shakily, collecting herself and much to the amusements of the others she sat down next to Harry still dazed.

Harry just smirked.

"Come on lets get ready to go" Neville said as the familiar fields of Hogsmeade rolled by.

He and Ginny stood up and left quickly followed by Tracey, Harry stood up as did Daphne and she went to the door and shut it.

"I want to know Harry" she said soflty.

"Want to know what?" he asked baffled.

"Are you just playing with me...with us?" she asked, worried his affectionate approaches were just a game.

"No! Unless your's are, Oh Merlin I'm such an idiot" he said, thinking that he'd made a fool out of himself.

"So this is for real, me and you?" she questioned, ignoring his previous comment, his gaze snapped to her, his eyes widened before he bowed his head.

"I think so...do you want to, you know, be with me?" he asked nervously running a hand through his hair.

She bit her lip and nodded her head, causing a few strands to fall into her face, Harry moved to her and tucked them behind her ear lovingly.

"Good, cause I want to be with you to...I can't lie to you Daph, I'm falling for you, and I'm falling hard, really hard" He told her as he encircled her.

"Well I've already fell for you" she told him honestly.

"You don't even know me" he whispered, amused by the comment.

"Better than you think Potter" she laughed.

"You sure you want this?" Harry asked. "Being with me isn't going to be easy"

"Don't worry I'll mould you" she grinned wrapping her arms around his neck. Not quite what he meant but he chuckled anyway.

"I don't think I'll mind that" he growled leaning down to her.

"Bloody Hell! Come on!" Ginny's voice interrupted.

"Weasley your are without doubt the most annoying person I have ever met" Harry muttered, dropping his forehead to Daphne's who giggled.

"Potter now, actually" she replied smugly.

"Get lost I'm busy" he snapped.

"Come on Potter I'm not going anywhere, you've plenty of time to get what you want" she told him, she reached up and kissed his cheek.

He obediently allowed Daphne to pull him along as they followed Ginny to the carriage exit, he slid past Daphne and held out his hand to help her down the steps when the train had stopped and was rewarded with another kiss on the cheek, wrapping an arm around her waist he rejoined the other three and headed towards the carriages, he carefully made sure Daphne was protected from the shoving of the students and even sent a few sixth years flying causing Ginny to laugh outrageously at some of her class mates being sent tumbling to the crowd, she and Neville followed them through the path Harry was creating, it wasn't long before the students decided to move out of his way.

"Do you always have this effect?" She asked, as she watched several fourth year boys trip over themselves to get away from him.

"Yeah, I like it, people who don't know me but stay out of my way and my loyal friends stay close" he explained.

"You finally look the part of a Lord, all the Pure Bloods at school always wondered why you dressed like a muggle, we also wondered why you were quiet and shy" she said to him.

"I only found out about my Lordship a year ago at Gringotts, that's when things when down hill. I was starting to become independent, Dumbledore didn't like that" He began to explain, he went silent for a minute drawing comfort from Daphne hand rubbing his arm.

"A month before I killed Voldermort I was in Gringotts and they told me about receiving my will, I asked what will...they showed it to me, they had tried to hide it but it was laced with their magic...I confronted them afterI killed Voldermort, they didn't even try to deny it, they admitted it straight up, Mrs Weasley threw me out and I retreated to one of my homes" he told her as he helped her into the carriage. He patted the Thestral softly before joining her inside, they waited until the others were inside and comfortable before he made the carriage leave and began retelling his story.

"I hid low for a couple days concentrating on improving my magical abilities, when I reached seventeen I went back to Gringotts accepted my Lordship officially allowing me to access all of my money and all of my properties" he paused in thought, recollecting his memories.

"I spent the last few months securing the few properties I own, I even dipped into the muggle world financially, set up a bank account. Invested In a muggle Manor instead of modernizing one I own, put most of my overseas homes up for auction and have already sold a couple" he told them, a smile coming to his face at the final figure he expected to make.

"You sound like you know what your doing" Tracey said to him.

"No not really, I have personal advisers to help me...but most importantly I had fun...spent a few millions; bought a few cars, got a massive Yacht sitting in St Tropez. I even bought my own Private plane" He grinned at them but received blank looks.

"What's a car?" Neville asked.

"What's a Yacht?" Ginny asked.

"What's a Plane?" Daphne asked.

Harry and Tracey being both Half Blood and informed of muggle transport shared a look, before looking at their friends incredulously.

"They are types of transport...I'll get some pictures, so the poorly informed Pure Blooded children can look" he said softly, Tracey laughed.

"What else did you do?" Daphne inquired. Letting the comment slide this time.

"Spent a fair amount of time in the Winzegamot with Neville, it's not fun...even fell asleep a few times" he told them seriously.

"You got caught the last time" Neville laughed.

"What happened?"

"The court was proposing a new tax law and it was dreadfully boring, he falls asleep...then got caught and dragged out to the floor for his opinion" Neville explained.

"Oh"

"Yeah and they loved him, he just grins and says 'Hi, how you all doing' never heard such a roar of outrage before" Neville smiled.

"I hope you don't do that when I'm in there with you, I won't have you embarrassing me"Daphne said sternly.

"My Lady, when you accompany me I shall be on my most best behaviour, and I shall lavish all my attention on you" Harry said pompously, causing her to giggle at him.

"You two are sickening" Tracey informed them.

"Don't worry Tracey we'll find you a boyfriend" Daphne said to her, her friends response was a roll of the eyes.

"I don't want, nor do I need a Boyfriend" she said, her eyebrows narrowed at her best friend.

After a few more minutes the carriage arrived at the front of Hogwarts, Harry and Neville got out and assisted with helping the girls down, Harry even offered to Tracey but she knocked his hand away, and jumped off and landed neatly.

"Just because I'm a girl does not mean I need assistance, unlike those bimbo's" Tracey explained.

"Very Well Miss Davis" Harry said calmly.

"Shut up Potter" she growled at him.

"Of course Miss Davis" He called as she walked away from them and towards the doors.

The two couples followed at a leisurely pace, not wanting to rush into the Hall, the two Lords and their ladies had to make a good impression on the staff.

"Let her be Harry" Daphne told him softly. He agreed.

"You know Lord Potter, it's absolutely spiffing to be back!" Neville said in his most elegant voice. Looking up at the castle walls.

"I couldn't agree more old bean, what say we go in and crack open a bottle aye, what say you old chum" Harry replied, his pompous voice back in full swing.

"Charming Idea, you are a sport aren't you, I wouldn't say no to a tot of Brandy if you have any, a bit of Dutch courage to face the masses"

"Tally Ho then Lord Longbottom!" Harry cried.

Harry and Neville led their grinning partners into the great hall, the rest of the school slowly trickling after them, Tracey instantly disappeared without so much as a goodbye and took her seat at the Slytherin, Harry dropped to his knee and took Daphne's hand kissing the knuckles.

"My Lady, I beg of thee, to join be at the most Noblelest and Cleanist table of Gryffindor, where I can dazzle you with a fine sample of food preared by the Lowly House elves. What say you my lady?" Harry asked looking up at her.

Daphne looked around wildly, her faced flushed as Harry made a spectacle of them, people would think he was proposing.

"Come on you Plebeian" she grinned pulling past him taking his arm, he quickly followed as she sat down next to Ginny and Neville.

"Yes Dear" he said playfully.

"Let's be having that Brandy then" Neville grinned.

"Aye Lord Longbottom, you do have Sterling ideas occasionally" Harry praised his friend.

"Neville"

"Harry"

"Yes Dear" was naturally chorused back.

"Right, Jeeves" Harry called with a grin only muggles would understand.

Instantly an ancient well groomed, high class House elf appeared dressed in a tuxedo, a white towel draped over one arm and an emotionless mask upon his face.

"Lord Potter calls for Jeeves" He stated in perfect English.

"Yes Jeeves, you couldn't supply Lord Longbottom and myself with a bottle of Brandy could you?" Harry asked.

"Certainly Lord Potter, Jeeves lives to serve" he said before vanishing.

By now the hall was nearly full, the teachers were waiting and the students were chatting between one another, most of their glances directed to the Slytherin sitting next to Harry Potter. Rumors of course had already circulated in the space of a few minutes, those who had seen his drop to the knee had of course sprouted that they had just gotten engaged and that she was also pregnant with Lord Potter's first child.

Merely seconds later the house elf appeared with the bottle and four glasses he placed it on the table before bowing again then vanishing.

"Righto, just a splash" Harry said as he poured four equal measures and passed them out.

"Chin Chin" Neville said knocking his back, Harry did so as well like an expert.

Ginny and Daphne both looked at each other daring the other to go first.

"Chickens" Harry said. Ginny huffed and Daphne glared at him.

Together the two of them chinked glassed and knocked it back at the same time, both coughing and spluttering as the liquid burned the back of their throats, they both leaned forward grasping the tables and their partners rubbed their backs smirking behind them. Harry drew his wand as he was in public and vanished the bottle and glasses, just as the doors re-opened and the new first years came in trailing behind Professor McGonagall, all them look a little nervous at least.

The sorting like always thanks to the stern Transfiguration went smoothly and without hiccup, planned and excecuted to perfection, a larger intake of students this year due to the defeat of the Dark Lord, all the house receiving equal numbers of students which made Harry wonder how the hat, who was supposed to judge a person by characteristics could sort one hundred eleven year olds equally into four houses, brushing these thoughts aside as the Headmaster had stood and he wanted to hear what the old coot had to say.

"Students of Hogwarts Welcome back, to our new students welcome for the first time" He began speaking loudly looking across the whole hall.

"Just a few notices before you tuck in...Hogwarts this year is taking place to a rare occurrence, this year, for the first in twently, In our own hallowed halls we have the presence of two Noble Lord's of the original seven families...Lord Potter-Black and Lord Longbottom are in their seventh years and have taken the role like their fore-fathers before them" Dumbledore informed the eagerly listening school.

He ignored the glares being sent to him by the two Lords in question who looked like they would much rather be up there with his ripping his head. Ginny actually had to pull Neville back once. He ignored his deputy head's plea to change subject and delved back into the manner.

"Both of our Lords are here on behalf of the Winzegamot, who has seen themselves fit to be informed of the running of day to day Hogwarts, if you have any problems I urge you to speak to the two young Gentlemen in question, they will be most happy to assist you in any way they can" he pronounced to the hall happily.

"The day he dies is a day to look forward to" Harry muttered. Neville nodded strongly.

"Ignore him Love, you are your own man now, and at the end of this year you won't have to speak to him again" Daphne said trying to comfort him.

He bussed her forehead. "I know, Thank you though"

"The usual notices apply, the forbidden forest is just so, and our caretacker Mr Filch has informed me to warn you that all Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes products are banned, those found in possession of such equipment will be serving detention with Professor Snape in the Dungeons, that said...Tuck in!" he cried spreading his arms out. Harry and Neville shared at grin.

Harry watched the Headmaster retake his seat and began conversing with Professor McGonagall, he then realised something was trying to get his attention.

"Harry!" the person called again. Harry looked to the voice.

"Yes Seamus" he said quietly, he knew what was coming.

"Right, well yes...erm, why is Greengrass sitting here and not over there" he said pointing his thumb to where a collection of green dressed people were sitting.

Harry grinned, it was time to ruffle the peasants feathers.

"Miss Greengrass is my intended Lady and as such she is to be seated by myself, you will address her as Lady Greengrass, or My Lady" Harry said kindly to the young Irish boy. Not noticing the girl beside him blush.

Harry noticed nearly everybody in the vicinity was listening as were those on the next tables who were close by.

"The choice is your however, which ever one rolls of your tongue easier. But I must also inform you as Miss Ginny Potter is Lord Longbottom's intended Lady she should be addressed as such, Lady Potter naturally" Harry said bringing his toff voice to the fray.

"But Ginny's last name is Weasley" Dean spoke up, everyone knew he fancied the red head, hell even the girl in question did.

"As of several hours ago Ginny was adopted into the Potter family, I just have to legalise it with Gringotts and the Ministry" he told them.

He recieved mixed reactions to this news; shocked, surprised, uncaring and in Dean's case upset and annoyed he never got the chance with Ginny he wanted, he glanced down the table and his eyes met the only person he now hated more than Voldermort, Ron Weasley was glaring at him.

"What the hell are you playing at Potter!" he snarled, he was at least fifteen heads down, so all the heads inbetween looked between them curiously forgetting the magnificent feast infront of them.

"That's Lord Potter to you Weasley do you really need to be reminded?" Harry asked the gangly seventeen year old.

Ron's eyes flashed dangerously.

"Your no Lord" he growled. "Your just a jumped up half blood, muggle lover with no respect for the Pure Blood customs you claim to follow" he stated. This confused Harry.

"I'm a muggle lover? You are dating one" Harry said to him warily. "How stupid is this guy"

"Don't worry about that Potter, just what did you mean Ginny is no longer a Weasley?!" he questioned.

"He meant just that you imbecile" Daphne groaned, giving the Harry the look that said 'I can't believe you were friends with him', he just looked at her.

"That was good, quick and sharp...the thruth and an insult, oh I like that...your good" he said smiling brilliantly at her. She grinned back.

"Keep out of this snake, you shouldn't even be on this table, as Head boy I'm ordering you to return to your own table" he said arrogantly puffing his badge, causing those who saw him to groan collectively at him.

"Are you going to make me" she said defiantly.

"Ooh Strong Woman, I love that, your actually turning me on" Harry said unabashedly. Daphne stuttered, Ginny snorted and Neville laughed. His classmates looked at him in shock, where on earth had Harry Potter gone, and who was this?

Ron had now stood up and had drawn his wand.

"Weasley if you land a spell upon my girlfriend, have no doubts that I will hurt you" he paused in thought. "Then you'll wake up in the middle of Afghanistan on a Thursday night which is well known as Afghan man-love night, in naught but your Birthday suit, I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself...after all you like being a Prick, so I'm sure it's right up your street" Harry said smoothly.

"That was good Harry, how did you think of that in the space of a second?" Daphne asked amazed.

"I'm just good" he told her with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Modest much Harry?" Ginny said biting her lip about his comment to Ron. She had no idea where Afghanistan was and by the looks of it neither did most people.

"Honesty before Modesty, little sister" he said with a wink.

"And again, you really are good...I mean I thought I was good, but...wow!" Daphne said totally captivated by him, she just smiled dreamily at him.

"Your not her brother Potter, I am!" Weasley roared, now the school's attention was on them. McGonagall was making her way down.

Ginny's gaze snapped to him, she had been ignoring the incompetent fool but he'd gone to far now.

"Your no brother of mine, Harry loves me for me, he doesn't care what I'm good at or what I'm not" she began her rant. "He doesn't care when I prank him or tickle him...he doesn't mind when I just want to be held by him, when all I need is to be hugged tightly...tell me Ronald when have you ever comforted me" she broke down and cried, Harry left his chair and then stood behind her, she stood up and turned into his chest sobbing quietly."Harry cared more for me than any of my 'family' after the chamber, he's the one who held me when I couldn't sleep, he's the one I went to for help...him, not you" she sobbed. "I hate you" she added, turning back into Harry's chest and crying uncontrollably.

"What is the meaning of this Lord Potter?" Professor McGonagall snapped.

"Do not get testy with me Minerva" Harry said anger seeping into his voice. "You would do well to control your Head students, You can take this warning now If Ron Weasley comes near my sister again I will make do with my threats"

"Miss Weasley is not your sister Lord Potter" McGonagall said softly, she had seen this young man's rage, she had watched him duel down the Dark Lord and knock Albus Dumbledore away when he had approached the boy.

"She is as good as, and she will be shortly...now excuse us, we are going to my quarters...you have set mine and Lord Longbottom's Noble quarters up, haven't you?" he enquired fully knowing what she was going to say.

"The Headmaster-" she began.

"Right then, we will be in his office expecting him, tell him so" Harry told her. "I will expect him very shortly, the longer he delays the more my anger builds, are we in agreeance, good" he said without waiting for an answer.

He looked across to Daphne and see her hopefull face he indicated that she could come, smiling she jumped up. Neville naturally stood up as well flicking his robes back as well.

"This isn't over Weasley, if Harry let's you off, I'll beat you up myself" Neville Growled. Ron laughed at him.

"You! You couldn't beat up a dead Malfoy!" Weasley said, saying one of the latest insults going around.

"I think after a year of running and lifting weights every morning may have had some effect, maybe we will find out" he said with a wolfish grin.

He quickly strode after his two friends and the woman he loved leaving a silent hall, except for the clacking of heels as McGonagall returned to tell Dumbledore what was expected. Ron however sat back down.

"I don't think you should antagonize Harry, he seems different...stronger Ron" Hermione said watching the four go.

"I didn't ask for your opinion!" he snapped.

"Yes, right" she muttered, absorbing one last glance at the retreating figure of Harry Potter before looking down to her plate.