"Yo BZ! Get your ass over here!" yelled Harry James Potter from across the

hallway in the mall. Of course, no one knew that that was his name. He had

created his own name, and since James and them never wanted to be seen in

public with him, no one contradicted it.

"Coming, Sadist!" It was really Sadist, no shit. Fitting for an abused kid who

was already planning to become the next Dark Lord. Oh yes, the Boy-Who-Lived

was far from Light. Though, he wasn't even supposed to know about magic yet.

But it was a little hard to ignore when you literally turned your principle into a

human ice cream sunday and he wanted everyone to forget and they did. He had

gone home, gone into the room he was... strongly discouraged to go into and

found moving pictures, two wooden sticks, a broom of all things, spellbooks, and

a badge that said "James Isaac Potter/ Head Boy/ Slytherin Quidditch Captain".

And so, he found out he was magical. But something wasn't right. He'd found a

book, "Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts", that said Harry James Potter was the Boy-

Who-Lived, The-One-Who-Survived-The AK, The-Only-Other-One-Whose-Name-

Can-Be-Hyphenated-Besides-You-Know-Who's (No I'm serious, it said that) and

he was the son of Lily and James Potter of Gryffindor House. He found Lily's

Slytherin Head Girl Badge too. Either someone was trying to mess with his mind,

someone was trying to manipulate him, James was playing a joke, or he was

hallucinating. Chances are it was one of the first two, seeing as James didn't have

a sense of humor and he wasn't seeing flying hippos or pink elephants. But that

wasn't the point. Harry had learned to control his magic within 5 months

(something he was sure almost no one could do because everyone else needed

wands) and had the sense to use it to do his chores and more often than not

make Loraine, James, or Princess forget to punish him. He was now 9 years old.

James and Loraine got their little Princess into Kindergarten one year early, so

next year she would be at the local elementary school. But this wasn't a bad thing

for Sadist. Oh no, he was glad that he finally got to take Revenge. 'Just one more

month and I'll finally have her where I want her' thought Sadist, thinking back to

the last month of his summer. He had been forced to be her own private servant.

Lip curling in disgust, he remembered how she had got fat even before the

summer when he was around 24/7 to do whatever she wanted. 'Oh, my, fucking,

God" was the only way to describe how he had felt. 'Get me some cupcakes, I

want more candy, make me a cake, go get brownies, I want a cheeseburger,

gimee this, gimee that, go fetch me some cookies, more lemonade, boy!" Yes,

that infuriating brat had actually called him boy! The impunity! The absurdity of it

all! Ah well, come September things would be different.

"You got it?" asked Sadist.

"1 strawberry, 1 raspberry, 2 bluebberry, and 1 specially lubricated condom.

What the hell does Ace want them for anyways?"

"He bribes his bro, remember? He gets the sex, we get the house," said

Sadist impatiently," Lets go. He said to show up at 9 and it's 8:30."

BZ rolled his eyes, "Sir, yes, sir."

They rode their bikes to Ace's house. Sadist only had his bike as a reward

from the school as a reward for saving a little girl from falling things at the risk of

his own life in a deadly earthquake. Ha! He had caused the earthquake. They

went around back and saw Ace waiting for them.

"What took you so long?" He asked. "He's about to leave."

"Relax, We're here now. Go give him the bag," ordered Sadist.

Ace nodded and took the bag inside the house. He came out a few minutes

later and motioned for them to come inside. Ace's parents were always on

business trips, so they knew nothing of their younger son's life. They went into the

living room and sat down.

"How's Billy doing with that stereo?" Sadist asked, smirking as he

remembered how the wuss had cried when they had told him that they would take

his precious stereo away unless he got them another one.

Ace and BZ smirked at each other. "For a while he tried weeding and mowing

lawns, but he was so bad that no one will hire him. Now he's trying to convince his

parents to move to America," explained BZ. Sadist, Ace, and BZ had been friends

since Kindergarten. Sadist had come up with his name randomly. Ace had his

name because on the first day of school he had brought an Ace card and poked

whoever was annoying him in the eye with it. BZ came from his name, Blaise

Zabini("what kind of name is Blaise anyway?" he had complained) They were to

smartest, most athletic kids in HappyKidsRUs Elementary. Though they made it a

point to never socialize with anyone besides themselves, they were the most

popular kids in school. By third grade, they even had the older kids respecting

them. Respect. That was what they all wanted. of course, Sadist wanted people

to fear him too. And he got it from everyone in his grade and down. People feared

Ace and BZ too, but Sadist was the main cause of it. Being the most athletic, if

you tried to touch them, you got the shit beat out of you to put it nicely. The

teachers would never believe that any of their most brilliant students would do

such a horrible thing. So they got away with anything.

Sadist laughed and said, "That's too bad. Don't his parents work for yours,

Ace?"

Ace grinned,"Yeah, it's a pretty good job and those two are fairly high up, so

there's no way they're going to listen to him."

They didn't have much else to talk about since it was summer. They watched

Scary Movie 1 for the rest of the night. While they were cleaning up, Ace suddenly

remembered, "Oh yeah. we have two new transfer students that are our age.

Seth and Daphne Greengrass."

BZ looked up sharply,"The Greengrasses?"

Sadist too was frowning at him. "As in, children of Kevin and Leane

Greengrass?"

Ace looked confused, "Yeah, why?"

BZ, however, was giving Sadist a piercing look. "How do you know about the

Greengrasses? I though my family were the only purebloods around here."

Sadist frowned, "yes, well, I wasn't sure if you were part of the Zabini family.

So you know people like the Malfoys?"

BZ nodded, "Yeah, that's part of the reason why I was so interested in Ace.

he looks a hell of a lot like Draco Malfoy. And I haven't seen the Greengrasses for

a couple of years." Allof the sudden a thoughtful frown grazed his face. "You

never answered my question. What's your real name anyways? And don't give me

that Jase Santose shit. You might have fooled the teachers with that, but I could

tell you were lying."

Sadist narrowed his eyes at them. "If you really want to know who I am, you'd

better get a Heritage Potion."

BZ stood up and said,"I'll run over to my house and get some. My dad has a

closet-full. Paranoid a bit much." He went out the door and left a completely

bewildered Ace and a calculating Sadist behind.

"What are you guys talking about? Pureblood? Potion? And did you say

Malfoy? That's my middle name," said Ace.

Sadist frowned at him. "Your middle name is Malfoy? Did your parents just

come up with that randomly or what?"

"No, that used to be my name. I never told you that I was adopted, did I?"

They heard a gasp from the doorway. BZ was back with 3 potions. "Malfoy?

As in, Jesse Xavier Malfoy?"

Ace frowned, "I don't know about the Xavier part, but you already knew my

name was Jesse, so, yeah, I guess."

BZ sat down slowly, "I brought three so we know exactly who we are. I'll go

first, then Ace will go, then we can have the dramatic unveiling of who Sadist, out

fearless leader really is."

Sadist mock glared at him and said,"Okay, Ace, what you're going to need to

do is just drink the potion and your family tree will appear above you. Just watch

BZ."

BZ stood in the middle of the room and downed the potion. And sure enough,

the name Blaise Zabini came up and the names of all of the Zabinis before him.

But Sadist was busy looking at his mother's side of the family. Eventually the

name "Ravenclaw" flashed up. BZ and Sadist stood looking in shock at it. BZ

finally said in a strangled voice, "Your turn, Ace."

Ace nodded and stood next to where BZ had been and gave the potion a

mistrustful look before he too downed it. The name "Jesses Xavier Malfoy"

flashed up and sure enough his parents showed Lucius malfoy and Narcissa

Black. On the sibling line it showed Draco Malfoy. BZ looked severely shaken by

now. "Your turn Sadist."

Sadist, for the first time ever, his face showed that he was openly worried.

"This changes nothing, right? We're still BZ, Ace, and Sadist, aren't we?"

Ace and BZ nodded hurriedly, "Of course," BZ said, wondering what on earth

was making his friend like this.

Sadist then stood up and said, "Behold," giving a mock bow as he drank the

potion. "Harry James Potter" flashed in golden letters as his line was traced

through his dad's side to Rowena Ravenclaw and his mother's to Salazar

Slytherin. BZ looked at those three names in absolute shock. "Holy fucking shit,"

he whispered before fainting dead away.

Sadist stood up and looked at Ace, "Sorry about that. He'll probably be out

cold for a while. Tell him we'll meet here in the morning at the usual time . He can

tell his parents about us. It's too late to explain right now so either we'll explain

tomorrow or BZ's parents will. See you," and with that he walked out the door as

the family trees faded one by one.