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Thank you everyone for all the great tips and stuff! I finally got a good idea of what to write…for the following 6 chapters! How long should I make this?????? Here is the long waited chapter:

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"Hum…Very, very difficult. You have qualities for Slytherin, like Voldemort. But it seems that you've also got bravery so that would put you into Gryffindor…Or maybe we could put you into Ravenclaw for your thirst in knowledge…Well it better be…SLYTHERIN!" The hat yelled loudly.

There was clapping and Jefferson walked off to the Slytherin table. Looking back at the head table, the headmaster seemed a bit sad looking, and even Snape had seemed to get his hopes up for something.

"Welcome to Slytherin," Draco replied to Jefferson as he walked over.

"Just don't talk to me Malfoy," He took a seat far away from him remembering what it would be like to sit next to Draco. Draco would usually talk about how wonderful his father was, and what Muggle he was going to kill next.

"Hi, my name is Alicia (A/N: I'm not sure I spelled her name right…sorry), and no I'm not that Gryffindor Quidditch team dork." The girl replied, tying back her gorgeous blonde hair into a pig-tail.

"I'm Jefferson," Said Jefferson, wondering what this girl wanted.

"Well, I was just wondering…You look really hot, and cute so I was wondering if you'd go out with me-" The girl smiled nastily.

"No thank you. I wouldn't go out with a girl as ugly as you, even if Dumbledore drunk poison and died, and even if Snape over there married Granger and had 15 kids. Now get out of my site and go to ask Draco. I heard he's single." Jefferson answered and grabbed some food and began eating; ignoring the girl.

After eating a lot of food and having seconds on pretty much everything, the headmaster told everyone to hurry off to bed. Getting out of his seat, Jefferson followed some 7th year into the dormitories.

The common room looked pretty comfortable and maybe even a bit gloomy. Quickly walking up the hidden stair case

,He made his way up quickly to the dorm door that said: "5th year Slytherin boys ONLY. If you're a girl, Draco is free at 9-10 pm- I'm NOT! Liar! I've got Pansy…" Chuckling, Jefferson opened the heavy door and walked in to see Draco sitting on the bed with a magazine in hand that read "Wizard Times".

"Glad you made it Riddle," He said and glanced up at him. "I was just wondering when you were going to make it here."

"I'm Crabbe," A fat boy reached out his hand. "Did you read the sign? Me and Draco wrote it."

"I'm Goyle," Another fat boy shook his hand. "Crabbe is bad at grammar, and I'm bad at spelling."

Flashing a quick smile at them, Jefferson turned to Draco. "Malfoy, do you by any chance know what classes we have with Gryffindors? Or better yet, Gryffindorks."

"Yes, we've got Potions with them. But every year, we hope that we don't. They're a bunch of idiots when it comes to classes. And yet Dumbledore favors them to no end. Those brave bunch of freaks." Draco slammed his magazine down onto the bed angrily.

Sitting on top of his bed, he listened to all the stories that Draco and Goyle told him about Gryffindors.

Not knowing, around the same time Movingstreet was in James Potter's office talking to him and Lily Potter about- you guessed it-Jefferson Riddle.

"I know that boy, he's quite intelligent." Movingstreet replied.

"Albus, do you know anything about him?" Lily Potter asked.

"This might come in a bit of a shock to you…" Dumbledore trailed off. "Jefferson Riddle is your son." He looked over at Lily and James.

"What?" A confused James stood up from his seat.

"How can this be? You even said that he was dead…" Lily said angrily.

"Well that was before Marley Movingstreet told me about the boy. He secretly stole some of Mr. Riddle's DNA just this summer without anyone noticing. We both did a Muggle and magical DNA test and it seems that my suspensions were true." Dumbledore told them.

"You knew all along!!" James jumped back out of his seat.

"James honey, get back into your seat…" Lily sighed. "Why tell us now?"

"This was the only time when Marley could be off from the Ministry and from Voldemort and could join me here at Hogwarts to tell you the truth about what was going on," He explained to them.

"You work for Voldemort? How can you trust this man Albus!" James jumped out of his seat again.

"James get back in your seat right now, or I'll super glue you to it!" Lily snapped.

"What's super glue?" He asked.

Rolling her eyes, she looked at Movingstreet concerned. "You poor thing, I'm so happy that you could make it today!" She gave him a supporting smile. "Marley, you must ignore James. He's quite rude to people sometimes. I'll have to give him a talk tonight."

"It's alright, I'm just happy that Harry was found." Marley replied. "But the real problem is how are we going to tell him? Master made him to be a Muggle hater; he even called Hermione Granger a mudblood. He knows more spells the all the teachers put together."

"I think we should have him not know until Voldemort isn't as powerful as he is now. I mean, we could get killed because of this knowledge." James answered.

"Or we could just wait until he's older," Dumbledore suggested.

"Maybe we just shouldn't tell him at all," Lily's quiet voice whispered and silence shook in the room.

"WHAT!" James jumped out of his seat again looking furious. "We just found the boy, and now you're just telling me to give up! Lily, this is what we always wanted! To have our son back, and live a better life! Remember when Harry was taken away from us, and you would cry every night for the next year until Harold was born? Remember our grieving? And now you just want to give it all up?"

Lily now had tiers in her eyes and shook her head. "No, James. I guess you're right. Suppose we should go tell Remus and Sirius now."

"You two can tell them that in the morning, it's getting quite late already." Dumbledore stood up from his seat and Movingstreet followed.

"I best be off now, nice meeting you two." He shook their hands and quickly walked out of the room.

"Children, you better get some sleep tonight, classes start tomorrow." Dumbledore said.

"Good night," The both mumbled and walked off into their room.

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The next morning, Jefferson shot out his bed quickly glancing at the clock. It read 8:30 am.

"MALFOY! CRABBE! GOYLE! AND YOU OTHER BOY! WAKE UP!!!" Jefferson yelled as loud as he could.

Draco rolled out of his bed with a loud thump. After muttering very rude swear words, he started getting dressed while the other boys just slept on. Jefferson also started getting dressed, putting on the black robes, he grabbed Draco's arm and both their book bags (Draco had his shirt half on and his robe was dragging behind him) and ran to the Great Hall to grab toast and apples.

Pansy was holding three schedules in her hand and gave two to Jefferson and he ran past with Draco still dragging behind.

"Will you let go of me now?" Draco asked annoyed.

"Fine," Releasing his grip from Draco's now red arm, he read the schedule over quickly. "Oh great, we've got Potions first with Gryffindors!"

"The joy of Gryffindors," Draco replied sarcastically.

"Draco darling, aren't you going to say good morning to me?" Pansy walked over smiling at Draco.

"Good morning," He snapped and grabbed Pansy's left wrist that held a beautiful heart shaped watch and rudely yelled out more swear words then Jefferson had ever heard someone yell with one breath. The watch read 8: 50 am. This time grabbing Jefferson's arm, they ran to class with only having a few moments to spare.

"You're lucky that you're not late!" Jane another Slytherin girl replied and walked away from them quickly.

Soon the Gryffindors came and everyone piled into the classroom and class quickly started.

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"I swear that Snape hates me!" Jefferson confirmed after class.

"I just think that he hates your hair, "Pansy ran her hand through his hair.

"Get your hand OUT of my hair!" He slapped her hand away.

"Hey! That hurts!" She gave a small scream and ran off.

"You're mean, Riddle!" The voice of Harriet Potter filled his ears.

"What do you want Potter?" Jefferson turned to look at her as everyone else was rushing to their next classes.

"Nothing, just to tell you that you're really stupid-" She started to say but was cut off by Draco.

"If he was as stupid as you say, Riddle wouldn't be here right now. Dumbledore doesn't let anyone come into the school anytime after 5th year." Draco replied.

"Exactly, now leave us alone and go with your looser friends." Jefferson snapped at her.

Harriet just gave him a death glare and walked off to join the rest of her friends who seemed to be waiting for her not fair off.

Suddenly, someone bumped into him.

"What the hell is up with you people bumping into me!?" Jefferson said loudly.

"I'm sorry!" Hermione's voice came from the ground.

"W-what do you want mudblood?" He suddenly felt his stomach squirm with butterflies.

"I'm just…sorry for bumping into you," She answered, picking herself up and picking up all her books as quickly as she could, Hermione looked back again with her face flushed. "Again…I'm just so sorry!" Hermione ran off.

"I think she has a crush on you!"  Draco said standing in front of the Transfiguration classroom. "Or better yet, she wants to out with you!"

"You're as mean as the devil Malfoy," Jefferson replied and gave a small smile.

"I wonder were Crabbe and Goyle are, I didn't see them in Potions. We'll go get them at lunch time. I hope they're in trouble then!" Draco smirked.

"I hope so too," Jefferson replied.

The classes soon started and the rest of the day was uneventful.

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Okay then…There we go! Is there anything that I need to fix??? Anything you want to comment on??? Well if there is, just leave a review (or leave one for no reason)!! I'll try and write a new chapter after Christmas!! HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!!