Disclaimer: Nope, still not J

Disclaimer: Nope, still not J.K. Rowling….

Once inside Flourish Blotts the group of five split up. Libby headed upstairs to the young adult section, Pansy to the trashy romance novels, Liv to the notebooks, and Draco and Blaise to get the schoolbooks. The Golden Trio and Ginny entered just a few moments after them and they too split up. The boys went to collect the schoolbooks while Hermione wandered through some reference books and Ginny went to look at the Young Adult books.

Libby's Pov

'Alright… I want this one, I think. Maybe this one too…' A rather angry girl with red hair stomping up the stairs pulled me out of my thoughts. 'Hmm… She looks oddly familiar.'

"Are you okay?" I asked concerned.

"No! I hate my family right now. Well not all of them, but honestly! Why do they have to be so damn secretive?" she complained.

"Hey, has anyone ever told you that you that you look like Charlie Weasley" I asked finally realizing whom she looked like, before answering her rhetorical question, "I totally understand what you mean though." I'd been speaking really fast as usual when she interrupted.

"Of course I look like Charlie! I'm his sister! How do you know him anyway? And how can you possibly understand?" she exploded.

"I was raised for 16 years believing that the Taylor family was my family only to find out that no they aren't and would I like to go to England to get reacquainted with my mother and brother? Oh yeah, and my father is like a deranged murderer! Wait a sec- did you say you are his sister? You're Ginny, right? I know him through my connections" I said importantly.

"Connections?" Ginny asked suspiciously.

"The Order," I replied knowing I could trust her. Before either of us could say anything else we heard a loud 'BANG' followed by a shriek that I recognized as Pansy's.

"Uh oh," I murmured anxiously and we both raced down the stairs. I still had the 2 books I was looking at in my hands.

"Why don't you go join your father in Azkaban? It's no more than what you deserve. We all know you're a death eater too," a guy who looked like Ginny, Charlie, and Bill jeered at Draco and Blaise.

Draco pulled his left sleeve down to his elbow to show a clean and muscular arm. Instantly I threw myself into action.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" I demanded to know. Draco had the grace to look guilty.

"He started it" Draco defended and Blaise nodded emphatically in agreement.

"And they say you're older," I muttered. "And you are?" I asked louder looking at the two boys that I didn't know.

"Harry Potter," the guy with messy black hair replied looking slightly scared.

"Ron Weasley. Who are you?" the other guy with the famous Weasley hair and freckles responded angrily.

'Geez, how could Molly have had so many bloody kids? Poor woman,' I thought.
Out loud I replied, "Libby."

"Libby..." Ron said. "Libby what?"

"Shut up! I'm thinking," I snapped back at him annoyed. Apparently that wasn't the best idea in the world.

"NO! I want to know your last name! Don't you dare ignore me!" Ron shouted angrily at me.

"Watch me," my voice was like ice and my eyes glinted dangerously. "Come on, we're leaving" I said grabbing Draco and Blaise. "Come on, Pans."
Quickly stopping at the counter I told the manager to put the books on the Malfoy account and to owl them to me. We grabbed Liv on our way out the door to collect the rest of our school things.

3:00 P.M.- 3rd person POV

"Hurry! We're late," Hermione called back to the boys following her as she ran quickly towards the Leaky Cauldron.

"Barely," Ron muttered but obeyed her nevertheless.

Finally, one minute later, they burst through the doors of the pub with their purchases only to see everyone in the Order and Bill, Charlie, Fred, and George eating with the same blonde from the bookstore who apparently had a twin, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, and DRACO MALFOY! AND THEY WERE LAUGHING!

"WHAT THE HELL?" Ron yelled irately.

The entire room fell silent.

"Ron," Hermione hissed heatedly, "everyone's looking"

"I don't care," Ron stated defiantly heading straight towards the table. "Why are you sitting with Slytherins?" he demanded angrily.

"Um... because," Bill responded after pretending to ponder the question.

"That doesn't answer my question."

"No one at this table owes you any explanations. I know they're your family members, but they also have their own lives. So why don't you just screw off?" Libby asked crossly.

"Children," Moody admonished irritated. "You need to get along."

"We never said we had a problem with it," Libby retorted.

"Elizabeth," Narcissa warned.

"Mother," Libby returned.

"Would you like to be grounded?" Narcissa asked.

"No thank you," Libby answered simply shaking her head.

"Then behave," Narcissa said calmly turning around.

Libby silently mimicked her causing the table to laugh until Ron opened his mouth.

"So, you're a Malfoy, eh?" he said angrily.

"Yes, I am. Do you have a problem with it?"

"Yes, actually, I do."

"Congratulations, watch me not care" Libby said turning back around to face the rest of the table.

Ron walked over there and pulled her out of the booth. The whole table stood up but Libby motioned them back down.

"You are going to stop doing that."

"And who's going to make me? You? Yeah right. Let go of me now, or else," Libby threatened.

"Or else what? You'll kill me?"

"Nope. I'll do this," Libby responded with a smile and a fierce kick where it hurts.

Ron moaned and fell to the ground.

"Serves you right, Ron. Don't mess with Libby," Bill said grinning in spite of himself.

"Shut up, Bill," Ron managed as he crawled back over to Harry, Hermione, and Ginny, who looked impressed and slightly afraid of the girl.

"Okay, I think we should go now," Molly Weasley said scowling at her son and motioning for her daughter to come with her. Arthur walked over to Ron and apparated with him right after Molly to Malfoy Manor where everything was to be explained. Charlie apparated Hermione there right after and Bill took Harry with everyone else following on their own.

Everyone was apparated to an amazing room and while the Trio and Ginny were busy looking around and gaping about 50 people apparated in. Ginny came out of her stupor first and turned around.

She apparently didn't like what she saw, "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HE DOING HERE?"

"We live here," Malfoy explained calmly.

"YOU WHAT? HOW THE HELL DID YOU MANAGE TO CHANGE WHERE ALL OF US WERE APPARATING TO?" Ron furiously demanded to know.

"I DIDN'T!" Malfoy defended himself. "I AM NOT MY FATHER!"

"YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE," Harry accused.

"SILENCE!" Albus Dumbledore yelled stepping onto the scene. Immediately sound ceased. "What is the meaning of this?"

Libby spoke up, "These idiots have decided that Draco is apparently powerful enough to change the location that fifty people simultaneously apparated to and then had the nerve to accuse him of being exactly like Lucius. I'm sure you can understand why that did not go over well."

Ron Harry just gaped like fish.

"Hm, yes, that would make sense. Perhaps Libby you should explain to this group here exactly why things have changed," Dumbledore instructed.

"Well, like I told Ginny, I lived 16 years of my life with loving parents in Florida. We knew that Liv and I were witches because we attended Crailimore, a school where most students are muggle born and we were still allowed off the property to go shopping in wizarding and muggle towns. Then two months before our 16th birthday Mother and Draco showed up. Then we came to England for a month and Draco came with us to Florida for a month too. We all got really close and Draco changed even if you didn't notice. This past year he received a letter from Voldie asking him to join the death eaters and went to Dumbledore. Liv?"

Liv continued, "Dumbledore told him about the order and helped him to come up with an excuse. He wrote a letter that basically said, I'm honored but Dumbledore would find out and I think I can help you more by spying on Potter and groupies. Oh, and it also said that he would join when he got out of school. Surprisingly, Voldie, agreed." Ginny snickered. "Do you have a problem?" Liv inquired with a sneer.

"No, it's just, Voldie" Ginny said giggling over the name.

"Oh, okay. So anyway, Dray contacted Mother, Mother offered to let the Manor be the new HQ and this year we're transferring to Hogwarts" Liv said. "I think that's everything."

"Good. So, now you see that Draco isn't evil. May we all move on now?" Dumbledore asked and the Trio and Ginny all nodded. "Okay, the Order and I discussed a problem that we're facing with the kids your age. Many Slytherins don't support Voldemort but are too scared or intimidated to say anything," Dumbledore stated.

"Then how do you know that they don't support Voldemort?" Hermione asked logically.

"Well, you see, many of the girls in Slytherin keep diaries and a lot of them are well…" Dumbledore paused searching for a word.

"Sluts" Draco suggested calmly.

"Well, yes. Anyway-" Dumbledore started to continue.

"Wait a second- you read their diaries?" Ginny asked.

Dumbledore looked uncomfortable. "Well, yes, but-"

Ginny didn't give him a chance to finish, "OH MY GOSH! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! THAT IS SUCH AN INVASION OF PRIVACY!"

"GENEVER MOLLY WEASLEY" Molly yelled angrily.

"Sorry, mother; sorry, professor," Ginny apologized meekly.

"It's quite all right dear. And you are quite right, but I can't help it. I have to make sure no students are planning incredibly awful pranks, stunts, and other dangerous things in such dangerous times. Anyway, the Order and I were thinking that maybe…"

A/N: Oo, I wrote a cliff-hanger. Wow. Didn't know I could do that. Haha. Yeah, so I'm not going to lie, this chapter still sucks pretty bad. Perhaps I'll re-edit it when my teeth don't hurt so bad. Review and let me know what you think!