I did not type anything the last few days. I'm not sure how fast this chapter will get posted either. My job is a bit of a cluster right now. Pregnant store manager with a broken arm, one manager hasn't shown up in two weeks, it's so hot in my store. I'm trying for that manager position so I'm getting a bit more hours and working my bootie off. It's so hard trying to swear like I normally do while typing. I curse like a lady sailor. Oh well, on with the story. I do not own HP- BlackBird.

The past few days haven't been that bad. I'm back sitting with my lions and Dawn have been bouncing between tables. She typically has breakfast and lunch with her Slytherin friends and then she has dinner with Dylan and then they go hang out somewhere. Fred and I are planning on Hogsmead this tomorrow. Tonight, though, I am spending time with Snape and having our first weekly tea.

His office is as dreary as his classroom. I never expected anything less from him. The room is warm thanks to a decent sized fire. Besides his desk there are two nice plush armchairs for us to sit in. Between the two chairs is a small, dark, wooden coffee table. There is two book shelves that seem to be overflowing.

"Did you tell anyone of our new weekly meetings?" Snape asks as he hands me a cup of tea before taking a seat.

"Just the twins and Dawn. My friends know you're my father, but they won't tell anyone. They think it's nice. They also are a bit surprised by the fact." He nods and takes a sip of his tea. "You're not mad that I'm friends with Gryffindors are you?"

"Of course not. All of the teachers noticed a decrease in pranks once you befriended the Weasley's. It was strange for a while to see green and silver at the Gryffindor table. Now it's strange not to see it. Even with being friends with the Weasley's, you were never one for getting in trouble. Not even Potter and Granger can do that. You were always one of the better students to have."

"Well thank you." I feel so special and happy.

"I have a question." I nod for him to continue. "How did your aunt treat you when you were home?" I take a moment to think about it before I respond.

"Not that bad. She pretended I wasn't there for the most part. Hell, her house elf took better care of me. I would spend most of my time in my room. I didn't want to deal with her friends. All they do is talk about their Death Eater days. I tried to spend as much time as I could at the Weasley's but this past summer she wouldn't let me go. She was neglectful but not abusive." He nods and seems to be okay with that answer.

"What do you think about that Potion book you got for your birthday?" I almost drop my tea.

"You sent me the book? How'd you know I wanted it?" He gives me a small smile.

"I saw you at Diagon Alley before classes started. I was in Flourish and Blotts when you and your Aunt was there. You took a shine to the book but your Aunt ushered you out of the shop. I wanted to get you something for your birthday and I remembered the book."

"Thank you sir. It really means a lot to me."

"What do you plan to do after Hogwarts?" I laugh at this. I always knew what I wanted to be when I was older long before I found out who my father is.

"I want to be a Potion Mistress." His express is surprised even though he had gotten me a potions book for my birthday. I've always been good at potions but I also do very well in Care of Magical Creatures and I love animals. "I use to help mom when she'd make basic potions. I always loved making potions with her and decided I wanted to do something with it. Mom couldn't really do more advanced potions but she instilled the love for it in me."

"Do you plan on having your own shop?" Now this is hard to answer. Fred and George offered me a job at the Joke Shop creating their potions. I've done that for them over the last few years and had a blast doing so. Only a few people know about the shop though.

"I'm not sure. I'm thinking about working with some friends. Who knows?" I give him a smile. It's not fully the truth but not fully a lie. We continue talking for almost another hour before we called it a night. I still have an hour and a half before curfew, so I make my way up to the Gryffindor tower. I pass the Golden Trio on the way.

"What are you three up to?" I surprise them out of their hushed whispers. Ron looks around before waving me over.

"We're thinking about starting a club to help train against You-Know-Who." Ron says quietly.

"Professor Lupin is teaching us so much but I feel like we should practice more on our own. I want to also show everyone involved how to make a patronus. Voldermort is back and we won't be at Hogwarts forever. They should know how to defend themselves." I completely agree with Harry. We are safe within the walls of Hogwarts but what about after the semester?

"How much planning have you guys put into this?" They take turns explaining how they plan to communicate with other members, how they got members, and what they want to do in it. All they are missing is a location. That is what has them stumped at the moment.

"I think I have a place. Follow me." They all look confuse but follow me anyway. I take them all the way up to the seventh floor of Hogwarts. We stop at a portrait of Barnabas the Barmy. Across from the portrait is a large empty wall. I smile to the trio and walk back and forth before a door appears. All three of them are shocked with mouths open. Hogwarts is a marvelous place.

I usher them into the room. It is large with a roaring fire.

"Will this place do?" It takes several moments before any of them talk.

"What is this place?" I feel so giddy to have stumped Hermione. She has read all about Hogwarts but is still confused.

"This is the Room of Requirements. It will become anything that you need in that moment. To make this room appear just walk past it three times while thinking about the group you want to make."

"Dumbledore's Army. This will be perfect."

"The door disappears once you're in here so be sure everyone involved knows. I also want to help. Since I'm a Seventh year I can help teach you guys some spells you wouldn't learn yet." Harry smiles and thanks me.

"How did you know about this room?" Hermione asks.

"During my second year I was exploring for the perfect place to read. This room had comfy chairs and lots of reading light. I still come here from time to time."

"This is amazing." I pat Ron on the back and head towards the door.

"Do the twins know about this?"

"Nope." I laugh as I leave. I make my way back towards the Gryffindor Common room. I still have a little over an hour before having to be back in the Dungeons. Though I feel like if Snape caught me out past curfew he wouldn't do anything anymore. Maybe just a lecture.