Title: Voldemort's Daughter
Author: Tsubasa Kya
Dude, where did my disclaimer go?!

Ilyes Llywellyn (Ill-ease Lew-ell-en), one of the many species of professor. Usually found in psychiatric wards, prisons, or on the run from the cops after being convicted of intentionally torturing students in any way possible. Eats various types of nuts and berries and prefers raw meat, but will eat noddles and cooked meat as a last resort. Favorite sports include harrassing students and giving out detentions. Hobbies include watching the House Point hour glasses, and finding reasons to either give out, or take away points to further the ability to watch the House Point hour glasses gain and lose gems. Likes sparkly and/or noisy objects and gorgeous women. Dislikes tests, homework, and grading tests and homework. Extremely dangerous when displeased or cornered. Keeps a pack of hyenas as pets in his house. If seen, do not approach.

Chapter twelve: The Insane Professor Llywellyn

Harry had never hated mornings more. For one thing, early mornings were too early in the day to even begin thinking about processing any form of thought whatsoever. However, this morning was even more loathsome because he now had a class three days a week that would take place for four hours before he even had breakfast.

The even worse part about having the early morning was that his Potions class had to be scheduled on Mondays and Wednesdays at the end of the day. Basically, life sucked. He'd never had Potions more than once a week during his last five years… It did become a little more cheerful though when he saw Kiyoshi wandering the halls near Gryffindor Tower as if looking for something. Harry thought it was mice the cat was looking for, but then the minute the cat saw Harry, he bounded toward the black haired boy faster than a spell and leapt onto Harry's shoulder with the expertise only a cat could have.

Surprisingly his momentum seemed negated the instant he landed or else one would have assumed the cat would barrel straight off Harry's shoulder and to the floor. "What the bloody hell is that thing?!" Ron asked, now awake at the sight of the two-tailed cat.

Hermione was equally perplexed. "He's a… a cat, Ron, don't be so silly. Slightly deformed." She said.

Ron said, "Crookshanks is deformed. That thing only has two tails. It's not ugly."

"Crookshanks is not deformed!" Hermione practically hissed. "Don't you dare say that ever again, Ron, or so help me, I will—"

"Actually," and Harry was probably going to milk it for all it was worth being able to know something before Hermione, "he's a cat demon. So he's a special kitty. Aren't you, Kiyoshi?" he reached up and scratched the purring kitten's chin as the cat curled around his neck as though he owned Harry.

"That's impossible, Harry," Ron said suddenly. "A cat demon? Do you even know what you're suggesting?"

Harry blinked. Damn, so much for that milking… The udder must have been dry. "What?" he asked. "He is a cat demon. He's the familiar of the new transfer, Kagome."

Hermione's lips pursed. She didn't like the new transfer. She was prejudiced against Kagome because of Kagome's sorting, though Harry had decided that he wasn't going to bother worrying about Kagome since Draco was eviler by far and probably had some sort of twisted scheme up his sleeve with his coming shipment of the 100-Galleons worth of Nosebleed Nougat.

"Harry, that's impossible. Demons don't live in England. They were driven out several hundred years ago." Ron pointed out. He seemed pleased to know a bit of history that (by the severe frown on Hermione's face and the fact that she'd drug out her Hogwarts: A History book) Hermione hadn't known.

"Well, this one came with Kagome," Harry said. They made it to the entrance hall, and a glance around the somewhat darker interior showed several people had gathered. Harry noticed Luna Lovegood immediately (she was rather hard to miss since she was spinning in circles and giggling) so he led his friends over to the girl.

"Hello, Luna," Hermione said.

"Hey Loony," Ron said with a cheeky grin at the girl.

"Harry, you still have that cat demon!" Luna said without giving Harry a chance to say hello.

"It can't be a cat demon!" Ron insisted. "Loony, you know it can't."

"It can, because it is!" Luna giggled dreamily.

"But they were driven out! All demons!" Ron said.

One of the other Ravenclaws present moved over to the conversation having heard Ron's comment. It was Cho Chang. She smiled at Harry, but her eyes were somewhat distant when she looked at him. Her smile didn't reach her eyes. "Weasley," she said, "You can't expect all the demons to have been driven out. It's just not possible."

"Yes, it is," Ron said and Harry saw Hermione pull her head out of the book with a look of frustration on her face. She was as lost as he was, and it was practically eating at her. How could Ron know something she didn't?

"There could be several in this school alone who are half or even full-demon, but they're hiding it. A simple little kitten demon is nothing compared to how deep the wool is being pulled over our eyes. Honestly, Weasley, do you think they could be driven off?" Cho asked. She flipped her hair over her shoulder.

Ron's face flushed bright red, but he was saved from having to respond as none other than Kagome bound over to their group. "Kiyo!" she said, sending a bright smile at Harry before waggling her finger at the cat. "You traitor," she told the cat and Harry couldn't help but smile at Kagome's antics. "You're not supposed to chase off to find and bother Harry!"

The kitten licked a paw as if to say, 'And that's what I think about that.'

"Hey, Kagome," Harry said.

Kagome gathered the cat in her arms, and though the cat looked annoyed, he didn't leave her warm embrace and stretched to lick his back paw. "Hi, Harry!" Kagome smiled. The others seemed surprised that Harry knew her, even Ron and Hermione, though Ron and Hermione had known to begin with. "I'm glad I saw you! I wanted to tha—"

"WAHAHAHAA!" cackled a voice; everyone turned their heads upward and saw the new professor perched precariously on the edge of the Slytherin house point hour glass. Everyone fell deathly silent. Dressed in multi-colored apparel that looked much like something a jester would wear (complete with a three spiked cap with bells on each bent tip, and shoes that curled at the toe with little bells on the tip of the curl), the professor looked thoroughly pleased with himself. "You are all my victims! Ah ha ha ha ha!"

What the hell is that guy on? Harry wondered, sharing a glance with his friends.

"Role call!" he pulled a clipboard from beneath his arm and a brush from behind one pointed ear. He licked the tip of the brush before shouting at the top of his lungs (and very enthusiastically), "When I call your name, you will say, 'Present'! If that isn't possible, but you're here, dance the Macarena! If you don't know the Macarena, and you can't talk, get the hell outta my class! WAHAHAHAA!"

Harry looked around and saw more people had showed up. The hyperactive professor shouted, "Cho Chang!"

"Uh, present?" Cho called hesitantly.

The professor glared at her. "I can't hear you!" he said. "LOUD! Like, PRESENT!"

Cho coughed nervously before saying, "Present," a bit louder.

"L-O-U-D-E-R!"

"Present."

"Oh hell! If you don't scream, I'm gonna make you scream!" he yelled.

"PRESENT!" she said suddenly.

He was back to his smiling self, no longer looking all threatening. "Yay! Cho's here, so fifty points to…" he glanced at her. "What house you in?"

"Ravenclaw," she said.

"Right! Haha! Fifty points to Ravenclaw!" they got to watch as fifty gems dropped into the bottom of the Ravenclaw hourglass. "Luna Lovegood!!"

"Oh, I'm present, Professor!" Luna chanted loudly.

"Hey! I remember you!" he cackled. "You helped me last night, Luna! You're a Ravenclaw, right?" Luna nodded. "FIFTY MORE TO RAVENCLAW!!"

Harry blinked as the list went down, and all the names were called, his included. Then, they reached the Slytherins. "Let's see," the professor muttered. "Ahahaha! You! BLAISE ZABINIIIIII! I like that name. Lot's of letters. Oh, wait, that's just my doodling, nevermind. Blaise?!"

"Present!" Blaise said loudly.

"FIFTY TO SLYYYYYTHERIN! Muahahaha! Chaviah Melody—" a girl with blonde curls stepped forward and said, "PRESENT!" before the professor could finish, and he wiped a fake tear away from his glass-like skin. "Such a cute name for a cute girl who has a cute voice and a cute way to interrupt… Aw, this is going to be a great year…" He wiped away an invisible tear with a goofy grin on his face, and the bells on his cap jangled as he tilted his head. "Miss Melody, you mind if I call you Miss Melody, too bad I'll call you it anyway, but you earn a hundred points for Slytherin, cause the green tie you got on and the sexy legs…ooh, mind outta the gutters, Ilyes... Professor Dumb-kins said no hitting on students… KAGOME HIGURASHI! Where's the Dog Princess, Kagome Higurashi!?"

Kagome laughed nervously, glanced about suspiciously, and said, "Present!" before hiding her face in her cat's fur. "Slytherin!" Kagome muttered.

"FIFTY POINTS TO SLYTHERIN!" He snickered. "And lastly! Draconius Malfoy!" He was met with dead silence. "Er, Draconius?! EH!? Draconius Malfoy!?!" More silence. "Ten points from Slytherin! Answer me!" nothing. "DRACONIUS!!" still nothing. "Slytherin loses ALL their points for the loser no-show!"

Harry was curious, and exchanged looks with Ron and Hermione. Obviously it was Draco's full name since Draco didn't have any siblings—at least, any that the-boy-who-lived knew about… but where was Draco? Had he slept in?

Thank you to my reviewers!

Review, please!

I appreciate all your reviews!

1 review earns one-hundred (100) words on the next chapter. Review if you want a longer chapter.