Warnings for this chapter: Mild language.

Disclaimer: I don't own any settings, plots or characters from the Harry Potter saga. I do, however, own a little buddha statue named Fred.

Author's Note: I'm sorry that you waited to get such a short chapter, but my midterm is due in two days, and I have to get bookin' on it. Also, I apologize for my horrible attempt at Latin in this chapter. Forgive me?

Albus Dumbledore wasn't headmaster at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for no reason, he might be old, but he certainly was not stupid. He also didn't know everything, despite what people might think; in fact, the only thing he was sure of, was that things always got worse before they got better.

-DM-

For the third time that day, I walked into the great hall with dread creeping up my gut. Severus' hint rang over and over in my head

'Draco, let's just say...you're going to be seeing Potter quite more then you'll like.' Merlin, sometimes I really despised him.

Before I could really start to freak out about sitting with Potter for another hour, I noticed the seating arrangements had changed again. Pansy perked her head next to me. The four house tables weren't back...but there were now tables big enough for about ten. Teddy looked around the room as McGonagall made her way towards us, she looked at Blaise for a moment as he had a clearly mischievous glint in his eyes. She pursed her lips sternly and looked to the rest of us

"We're seating twelve to a table tonight, your table number is posted on the bulletin board." She stated, before bustling off to direct some other students to the board. Pansy took my arm and pulled me over to the board after I made a face. Blaise rolled his eyes, starting after us. But Teddy was still standing by the door, I looked over and perked an eyebrow

"Theodore?" I called, Teddy shook his head and joined us, seeming distracted

"Yeah. I'm coming." He muttered. Pansy was already skimming the list. Her finger ran down the parchment swiftly and, suddenly, she grinned.

"We're all at the same table. Table 3." She stated, I stared at her.

"What's the catch?" Blaise asked, tipping his head to the side. I frowned in thought.

"What catch? Come on, I'm famished!" Pansy said, this time grabbing Blaise's arm and pulling him off. Teddy and I stood by the board for a minute,

"This strikes you as odd doesn't it?" I asked after a moment, he nodded slightly.

"Very much so." He said softly, I frowned deeper and looked out across the hall.

"Me too."

With a sigh, I started towards Pansy and Blaise and slowly sat down at our table , Pansy grinned at me.

"This is more like it."

-HP-

"So Harry, how has your day been?" Hermione asked politely, deliberately avoiding Ron, who was huffing and muttering to himself a few paces after us. I gave her a side glance, raising a brow slowly.

"How do you think Hermione? I've spent the entire day with Malfoy." I said, heaving a sigh. She frowned and twirled her hair a little, her brown eyes scrunched up in thought.

"Mmm...something tells me Dumbledore's plan isn't over..." She said thoughtfully, I glanced at her and frowned

"Let's hope that you're wrong." I replied, shifting my bag as we entered the hall. I sighed as Hermione gave me triumphant a grin.

"Told ya so." She stated, Ron whined incoherently behind us and Hermione gave him a look. Suddenly McGonagall appeared in front of us, looking much more pissed off then normal.

"Gentlemen, Miss Granger. Check the bulletin board for your table and sit down. And don't come to me complaining about the seating arrangements." She added as an afterthought, we just stared at her in confusion,

"Oh...of...course not Professor." Hermione assured her, looking a little unsure of her own answer. McGonagall looked at her in appraisal and sighed, walking off, muttering something about 'barmy old codgers'. We were silent for a moment.

"Wow..." I muttered to no one in particular "Teaching's really wearing her down."

Ron sighed irritably

"Come on guys. I'm starving." Ron whined, pushing between us and going straight for the bulletin board, but Ginny intercepted him, pulling Dean with her

"Hey guys! We're all at table three. I already checked." She grinned, looking giddy and vaguely unstable. Seamus walked up to us and nodded, tucking his hands in his pockets

"Aye, we are." He affirmed, looking across the hall with narrowed eyes "But we can't be the only ones. The tables are way too big."

Ron and Ginny both looked at him with murderous expressions for standing between them and their meal with insignificant problems. I chuckled to myself.

"C'mon. I'm hungry." I stated, grabbing Ginny's hand, and starting to pull her away from Seamus, she looked at me "Which table are we at again, Gin?"

"Three." She huffed, "Let's go." She added, grabbing Dean's hand again and pulling us off.

She suddenly stopped and cursed loudly causing a batch of Hufflepuffs looked up at her with assaulted expressions. I blinked and followed her gaze. I felt myself frown as my eyes came upon a table of six Slytherins.

"Let me guess. Table 3?" I muttered darkly, she nodded stiffly in reply "Well. It was too good to be true, I suppose."

I let go of her hand and walked over to the table, sitting down and blatantly ignoring the looks Malfoy's group gave me.

"What do you think you're doing Potter?" Zabini asked, narrowing his eyes dangerously, I shifted and slid my cloak off, before glancing down at my watch. Five minutes until dinner officially started.

"Sitting down for dinner, Zabini. What do Slytherin's call it?" I asked, glancing up briefly, I was met with five pairs of angry eyes, and one death glare I bet could melt lead.

"Witty Potter. Why the fuck are you sitting here?" Malfoy snapped, Hermione came up behind me

"Because we have to, Malfoy." She stated shortly, sitting next to me as Ron sat on my other side with a huff.

"Yeah. And no one's happy about it. Go fuck yourself, so I can eat in peace."

Malfoy paused for a moment and looked to the staff table with a glare, Parkinson blinked as Dean, Ginny and Seamus joined us and began to look a little sick to her stomach.

Slowly everyone began to relax, meaning their hands were off their wands, but they always had their eyes on the rest of the table. Except for Ginny, she was already off in her own world. And Malfoy, he seemed to be content with glaring down at his empty plate moodily.

Ron kept poking his plate, trying to get food to appear, his face was screwed up in determination...it was almost painful to watch.

The hall grew silent as Dumbledore stood, I elbowed Ron and nodded in his direction. He momentarily paused in his quest for food to listen.

Professor Dumbledore's blue eyes looked out across the hall and he smiled,

"We've had a successful day...I'm quite pleased." He stated, many people in the hall sighed in relief, including the entirety of table 3.

Surely this meant things would go back to normal.

Seeming to sense this was what the hall was thinking, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Now...I have to tell you...that there will be two more changes." He paused and I felt dread gnaw at my gut, a quick glance around the table assured me that my friends felt the same. "First is, the rooming situation for the entirety of the castle shall change. From this point on, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Gryffindor shall be honorary terms only. In simpler terms, these are no longer the houses, but the basis for each new division." He paused again, as he was interrupted by several cries of shock. Hermione gasped and even Luna, who was a couple tables away, looked surprised. "You and your partner from this morning, as well as five other pairs, the ones you are sitting with coincidentally, shall become completely new houses."

Everyone at table three looked at each other with a mixture of shock and displeasure. Except for Malfoy, his eyes, narrowed in anger, stayed on the far end of the staff table. "A map to your new dorms, as well as your house name, password and head of house are now on your table top." He stated

I looked down and it was indeed there.

Our dorms were in between the dungeons and the kitchens, in something called the Tower Proeliari and our password was impervius mons.

Ron blinked slowly

"Imprevus mons. What the hell?"

Nott sighed in irritation, and rubbed one of his temples

"Impervius mons." Hermione corrected him. Ron furrowed his brow in confusion.

"What the hell is that?" He asked, glancing at Hermione,

"It's Latin. It means impassable mountain." Nott snapped before Hermione could get anything out. Ron glanced at Nott and blinked "Honestly. We use Latin all the time. You ought to learn it.."

Ron flushed a little and narrowed his eyes at the brown haired Slytherin.

"Listen here Nott, just because you know Latin doesn't mean-" Ron started, poking a finger in Nott's face. I glanced at his friends, who were watching the display with blank faces, though Zabini's eyes looked utterly amused . Nott gave Ron a cool look.

"Praegrandis fatuus." Nott paused and batted Ron's finger away, rolling his eyes "Gryffindors."

Hermione giggled behind her hand and all eyes turned to her. She blushed deeply and feigned a cough, taking a sip of her water. The rest of the table bought it, but I saw Nott look at her briefly, with a ghost of a smile.

I shook my head and looked back to the table top, I felt a smile briefly tug at my lips when I noticed that Remus was our head of house, but any semblance of joy I had was clouded with confusion as soon as I saw our house.

Division B.

I blinked and looked to Hermione, she shrugged slightly

"What does that mean?" I asked, looking back to the table and slowly the script on it changed, glowing momentarily. It now read:

It means your house has a mix of Slytherin, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw traits...you dunderhead.

I blinked and the Slytherins on the other side of the table erupted into laughter. Hermione glared at them and rolled her eyes

"Shut up." She hissed, Parkinson paused and opened her mouth to retort when Zabini nudged her

"He's about to speak again." He muttered, nodding towards Dumbledore

"Now, the second change is even bigger then that." He stated "And it is as follows. All the changes that you have endured so wonderfully today, will continue until further notice." He was interrupted by an outcry from most of the school. He looked at us and smiled, before continuing like he had noticed nothing. "So enjoy your meal and please meet with your Head after dinner."

He sat down and proceeded to eat. Everyone stared at him, even Ron, who seemed oblivious to the fact that his plate would now provide food. Hermione recovered first and cleared her throat, before touching her plate and starting into her meal. The rest of us followed soon after, except for Ron, who slumped suddenly onto the floor.

"Ron!" Hermione cried, gripping my arm tightly, I winced slightly and wormed out of her grip, before bending down and poking him with my fork "What's happened Harry?"

I blinked and tried poking him again as Ginny began laughing uproariously.

"He fainted."

There! I hope that answered some of your questions. And isn't Ron a little girl:3

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