Chapter Nine: Article

Tabitha Smith, daughter to Tom and Amanda Riddle, walked through the halls of Hogwarts hand in hand with Draco Malfoy.

They walked up a flight of stairs and then entered the "make out" room.

They took their customary seats on the couch immediately beginning to kiss passionately, his hand going to her hair, her hand running down his chest.

They had both joined the Order two days before Voldemort had been defeated, and had started dating the same day. They had been inseparable since and had quickly found a private room to make out in.

She pressed herself up against him, luxuriating in the warm feel of his body, every part, pressed against her, bodies touching not so innocently.

She pulled back from him and smiled. How could any resist that sexy smile?

He pulled her back to him and began kissing again. She laughed and pulled back.

"Draco, I don't think either of us is ready to be parent yet."

He nodded and began kissing her again.

Harry flinched as the noise level erupted as he turned the lights on signaling the end of nap time. Why couldn't it last all day? They were all so hyper! It was like having twenty Toms!

He shook his head and went to wake up the few who had actually fallen asleep and hadn't woke up yet. How they were still asleep he didn't know.

"Okay, everyone," he yelled over the noise, "come over here and we'll play a game." They all came running and sat on a circle on the floor.

"This is everyone's first day here, mine included. I just started teaching here. So what we're going to do is go around the circle and introduce our selves and tell something about our selves. I'll start. My name is Alex Smith. You will call me Mr. Smith." Harry turned the sleep child next to him. He had been the one of the few who had slept. Harry could see gray circles around his eyes, and he looked extremely thin making alarms ring in Harry's head. "Tell everyone your name and something about yourself."

The child looked at his lap. "My name is Darren Nash, and I have a baby sister." They went around the circle until everyone had been introduced then Harry let them lose to play.

Hermione flipped through the paper wondering why she still had a subscription to it. They never got any of the news right so why bother?

She paused on poems submitted by readers one name catching her eye with an editor's note under it.

This person didn't send in a real name, and normally we don't print those without names, but the editor felt it needed to be printed.

By HogsmeadeCave

Title: Lost Innocence

I lay in fields of paper flower

Mourning my lost innocence

Never to laugh again

Once so carefree

The weight of the world on my shoulders

Destined to never be happy

Everyone I love, gone

Additional lives lost because of my ignorance

Dead and buried beneath the ground, never to breathe again

Hermione frowned. Why did this remind her so much of Harry and Sirius?

Author's Note: Sorry it's so short, but I'm not really in the mood to right. At least not on this chapter, anyway. Theirs is a code to this poem and email me at is you think you know what it is. I don't want it in a review since some people read those especially if there's a poll, or something.