Chapter Eleven: Hogwarts, finally!

I am forgetting PrincessaFang's rude comment. Kidding~ Um, sorry for taking so long. HEHE..

"What?" Catastrophe broke the silence. "So sorry if I healed him." She spat back. She hid the smile easily.

At once, the room broke into babble and stutters of "No, thanks." And "Wait, I'm fine." And "I'm amazed." She giggled.

"I took summer lessons. I snuck out, Draco. I can't believe that you didn't know." She murmured.

"I… I did know." He stuttered.

"Yeah, sure." Catastrophe smiled, slinging her arms around him in a friendly gesture. "I believe you."

"But I did." He ahemed, and turned around and faced Dustin and Hermione.

"So…" he drawled, focusing at Hermione the most, "Why are you here?" he asked, twirling a lock of Catastrophe's reddish yellow hair around his finger.

"Now, now, Drake, that's not nice. I invited them." Catastrophe giggled and took her hair off from his finger. "I'm a hostess, Draco."

"Why did you invited them?" he gritted his teeth, looking at her meanly.

"Because, you need to loosen up. Um… I… You're on a match with Dustin too, by the way. And, Hermione and I would beat you and Dustin anytime." Catastrophe smirked and turned to Hermione for help. "Right, Hermione?"

"No doubt about it." She said confidently.

"Really?" Dustin challenged.

"Yes. Really. Knowing that I BEAT you already…" Cat drawled, knowing this would get on his nerves.

"Oh… Cat! You're going to get it!" Draco yelled, running over and bowling his sister to the ground.

And All Wondered Why Draco was so mean in Hogwarts. (Dustin and Hermione Mostly)

At Hogwarts

"Minerva, are you there?" Headmaster Dumbledore asked as a tall figure stepped in his room.

"Yes, Albus." She replied, taking her hat off as she glided into the room. "We need to discuss something."

"Really? Well, sit, sit. Lemon Drop?" he asked, looking through his thick spectacles and holding a bowl with yellow candies in it.

McGonagall smiled. "Albus, all these years, have I ever wanted one?"

"Can't say I did." He smiled. "Now, what is the matter to discuss?"

She turned all serious again. "Well, you do know that Narcissa Malfoy is dead now, do you not?"

"Yes." He sighed, "So unfortunate."

"Well, now the press is saying that Draco had a younger sister that is right now… Should be sixth year."

Albus Dumbledore spat out his drop and looked at her. "What?"

"Albus, surely you have read the paper!" McGonagall sighed impatiently.

"Really, now? This is bound to be interesting." He said, his eyes twinkling. "Well, invite her, and invite.. Oh yes, Dustin as well."

"Yes, Headmaster. I shall send the mail. It is weird that you let this happen."

"Well, people change. Go on!" Dumbledore said and thought, "This is going to be an interesting year."

HI! Please review! Um.. Long chapter for me! Um… Draco's trying to kill Dumbledore is in his seventh, so Catastrophe is going to be in school.

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Catastrophe Cullen