DISCLAIMER: *places hand over heart, and left over sacred romance novel* I solemnly swear that I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or copyrighted merchandise in this story. I do however own all original characters, songs, and poems with in the story. Thank you.


Chapter Eight: Shocking Songs, and Enlightenment

It was haunting him. The flashes of caramel curls, a laugh curling around him sinking into his chest. He would turn in the crowd of students that milled about the Entrance Hall to get into the Great Hall searching, but always coming up empty. Snarling inside his mind he was determined to focus on something else. Why should he just keep watching for a girl he only saw once, maybe twice?a But he had been certain it was her in the Alley, her voice as she hurriedly apologised was the same, and so was the body build and fluid way she walked. Her soft amber eyes stalked him, being there just hovering until he closed his eyes to assault him with pleading looks. Shaking his head violently he forced his mind on something else. He needed to concentrate on this new class, and this kid he was going to raise. A sigh escaped his lips and Blaise patted him on the back, everyone knew that Granger was going to be Head Girl, and the Head Girl was the one he had to partner with for the project. Sure, he wasn't evil anymore. And she had saved him and his parents from Azkaban after the War. But still, they never really got along and now a kid with her? Why does the world hate him?

Slinking over to the Slytherin table and commandeering a seat between Pansy and Blaise he leaned forward placing his head on his open left hand and watched the head table, seeing as the crazy new headmistress was up there and waiting to begin the sorting. Professor McGonagall was in her usual strict black teaching robes, tall witches hat with a slighting bent top, her graying hair pulled back into a taunt bun, with her glasses perched on her nose in front of her pinched eyes. Her eyes filtered over the students in an age old battle to keep them orderly and sort out trouble, as Professor Sinstra slowly brought the parade of first years in and stood them in a semi-line waiting for the old, battered black hat on the slightly wobbly old three legged stool waiting for something.

The hat slowly straightened its self and the first years gasped as it shook the dust from it's wrinkles and coughed loudly. It turned as if to look from table to table, eyeing each of the four houses in turn though it was impossible because the hat didn't have eyes. It coughed again as if clearing it's throat, its wrinkled mouth opened and the song of the beginning of the year began.

Now each of you four houses,

Think you know an awful lot.

That the reason for the wars,

Was because of all the pure blood rot.

But let this old hat tell you,

Of an ancient race.

That knew of magics powers,

Before we knew our place.

These ancient beings,

Were here before us all.

And when man began to bloom,

They picked us up from our fall.

They took those of power,

That had magic in their blood.

And taught them of the ability,

To control the flood.

For years we lived in harmony,

With the elves of distant lore.

But greed and jealousy took them,

From our very shore.

The power that they held,

Drove the wizards mad.

For they would not share the gifts,

That their people had.

Violence reigned in these times,

For they would not share.

And man took what he wanted,

But never was it fair.

An affinity with the earth,

A brother hood with the air.

The elven people disappeared,

Much to mans despair.

And took all their precious knowledge,

And talents oh so rare.

Now hundreds of years later,

After our school had begun.

An elven girl of purity,

Was tainted by a single one.

Great evil known within one man,

Much more than our Dark Lord.

He wanted the one of virtue,

But was filled with dolor.

She loved another with all her heart,

And in her final year here she was to be a mother.

But the dark one found out,

That the father was the one he thought to be his brother.

Best friends were torn apart that day,

And a great war began.

For if he could not have her.

Than never could any man.

The lovers fought together,

And sealed away the blight.

In a tomb of solid rock,

Buried deep within the night.

Now thousands of years later,

One again walks our floors.

Of a ancient time,

When you took what was not yours.

Take heart in those around you,

and look far beneath the veneer.

For all will need to be protected,

Throughout this coming year.

Trust those you do not know,

Find courage when none is there.

For if you don't my dear friends.

Then there's no hope to bare.

Silence echoed through the hall as everyone stared at the hat in shock. Shaking off the feeling of doom that had begun to settle around them, Headmistress McGonagall stood at clapped her hands.

"Welcome back to Hogwarts, Let the sorting begin!" She called before she sat back down and watched the nervous first year students. Slowly one by one they were called up, the hat placed on their head, and their house called. Great roars of cheers and clapping came from the house that accepted their newest member, while the others clapped politely. Well, in Slytherins and Gryffindors case booed when the others house was called. Draco clapped politely even if the Gryffindors were called because he decided he couldn't show favorites now that he was Head Boy. He had to at least be civil with the Gryffindorks because one of their own was his co-head and if he didn't, well there would be hell to pay. Especially now that there was a baby in the picture between the two of them.


As the song ended, Hermione sat frozen in her seat, mind whirling over the words that still rung in her head. She was of elven descent, the next High Priestess to be exact. This evil had to be coming soon, the sorting hat always tried to warn them before but it had been shook off because they thought the hat was crazy. But it wasn't. It saw and heard a great deal, and if it said there was trouble coming, she had to help stop it. It had named her in its song, well not directly but she was the only one she knew of other than the baby, that was of elven blood here. And she would know, because she had been introduced to each and every elven family in London, and their clan. Her name was whispered through out their community, and those of the blood in Hogwarts would've approached her already. Clapping and cheering at the right intervals, her mind continued to work over the problem. If an evil was coming, and fast if the sorting hat was to be believed, she had more problems than just keeping her friends safe. She had a baby to look out for now, one she had taken on because she was next in line, and she couldn't let it fall into the wrong hands. Crumpling the small note in her hand from Professor McGonagall that said her and the new Head Boy were to take care of the child together to show unity. Her mind turned to try to figure out who the head boy could be as Headmistress McGonagall stood at the raised podium at the front of the hall.

A hushed and expectant silence fell over the hall, as many were still worried about the sorting hats words. Her speech whatever it would be, would either soothe, or entice fear among the student population. Many glanced from friend to friend looking for reassurances. Though Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley looked decidedly at ease, carefree and confident. No matter what the hat said, if they defeated Voldimort, they could handle whatever was to come. Shaking her head at the twos arrogance, she tuned into the Professor as she began to speak.

"Welcome back as I said before. The passing years have been hard on us all, as the War took it toll. But fear not, the castle is once again a secure place to learn." At this the students heaved a sigh of relief as she spread her arms out to encompass the students. "I would like to remind you all that the Forbidden Forest is forbidden for a reason and there is a list of contraband on the door of Mr. Filches office. This includes anything from Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes." A loud groan was heard through out the students because of the fun they wished to have with the different products and tools from the joke shop. Once again signaling for silence she waited until they all were quiet before continuing. "As you may of heard there will be a new class for sixth and seventh years. Yes this will be like the muggle health class but with some differences. Each class with be paired with someone of the opposite sex, and they will be given a child to raise until final exams. More will be told to the classes as I would like all sixth and seventh years to stay behind after the feast." With that she glared at the students knowing that they would have objections and let the whispers and shocked mutterings rip through the hall at her news. Some started to whine and most of the girls started to talk excitedly about the prospect.

"And before I let you all begin, I would like to introduce your newest Head Students. Would both of you rise?" Slowly Hermione stood and looked around the room for the Head Boy. Quick silver eyes clashed with soft chocolate in shock as McGonagalls words echoed in the silent hall.

"Head Girl Hermione Granger, and Head Boy Draco Malfoy. Now everyone enjoy your meal." Hermiones body went stiff and eyes widen as she slowly sat down to her friends comforting and whispered words.


Draco wasn't paying attention to the beginning of the year speech because he heard it before. He also knew of the Life class so he wasn't as shocked as the rest of the student body, and when they asked for the sixth and seventh years to remain he wasn't all that surprised. They were to get the brats tonight so that they could get to know them before classes started. Hearing her ask for the head students to stand he rose and stood arrogantly as the Slytherins silently cheered for him. At least until the all looked to see the head girl. Standing there, across the room between the Boy who lived to be a pain in the ass, and his side kick the wonder idiot, was the most beautiful girl. And one he recognized instantly. Proud and tall, stood the girl from the forest glen, out shining the rest of the student body. A shock passed through him, and he heard Pansy hiss with hate and spite as they boy realised who they had done battle with, and hid behind respectively. The female third of the Golden Trio, Hermione Granger.


Hey everyone! Sorry it was so short but I think I like the way it was done. The shortness is due to well... its kinda big chapter but it has sooo much info in it already that... BAM! Here it is. So, yeah. Plus I updated twice in two days so you better be happy. I will be going away for a few days so I don't know when I'll update next. My boyfriend is taking me to meet his grandparents and extended family. Greaaaaaat. Stuff old people who are richer than me and who Im afraid to disappoint, woot. Anyways, as always, review my loves they keep me going!

~Gwen