Title: Tomorrow holds a promise

Author: Avezkat

Author Email: HybridLeena@hotmail.com

Category: General

Keywords- Draco/Ginny, Harry

Rating- PG13

Spoilers: All four books

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

"So he really did have an heir?" Draco asked Harry

"Yup, I wonder who the lucky Mother is" He remarked sarcastically

"Ok, so the biggest bad guy was finally killed but before he dies he has a kid and teaches them everything he knows, wonderful. Aren't we lucky?" Ron stated

"Who is this kid, maybe we could stop him or her before it too late," Hermione asked.

"No clue, the last we saw of him was when he was only 4 years old, 4 years and probably could still kill us." Harry explained. The other 4 adults shook their head in agreement.

"Well he should be about 11 now, wonder if he is going to Hogwarts. Most likely, but Dumbledore probably will prevent any harm to come upon the students." Draco told them. Ron grunted in a "How would you know?" attitude.

"I like Dumbledore." Ben said, finally speaking up. "He's helped me get through Hogwarts with a….bad reputation." Ben finished, his eyes downward. Draco Malfoy had such a bad reputation at school; it was almost like a legend. Draco looked extremely uncomfortable.

"It's wasn't your fault, Draco. We were all young and…stupid then." Ginny comforted. Harry and Hermione nodded in agreement. Ron remained still as a petrified person.

Ben scowled at Ron involuntarily. It was okay to be mad, but for more than ten years?

"We left Nanya with Lupin. He has aged quite a bit, but still sharp as a tack about the dark arts. And with Alastor Moody living next door, I would love to see someone attack them." Hermione said.

" What the most immediate problem here is You-Know-Who's heir. What about the Imperious Curse? What about the other children's safety? What about OUR safety?" Ron demanded, finally speaking for the first time in 15 minutes.

" We cannot worry about "but" and "if this happens then" right now. What we need to do is take all precautions. Ben, your term starts next Saturday, correct? Nanya is starting Hogwarts this year, so we'll all need a big favor from you. WATCH OVER HER. You can never have too many eyes out, and Dumbledore is not always around." Harry said.

"It would be an honor, Mr. Potter." Ben answered.

"Just Harry, Ben. Just Harry." He told him.

"Nanya, just go straight through the barrier. Don't have any doubts. Do it at a run, if your nervous." Ben told her gently. Nanya was a short eleven year old, with sapphire blue eyes and long dirty blonde hair. She had Hormone's slight buckteeth and Ron's impatience. Her owl was a large barn owl named "Hoot".

She walked carefully and briskly through the barrier. Ben followed straight behind her.

The scarlet Hogwarts Express spewed steam. Glancing at the clock, he called to Nanya and showed her into a compartment to themselves.

"What house are you in?" Nanya asked him eagerly. She wanted to know everything about Hogwarts. Ben found he couldn't ever talk quickly enough to satisfy her thirst for knowledge.

"Slytherin." Ben said quietly, "No surprise"

"Oh, then I doubt I will be in your house, No offense or anything. It's just that both of my parents were in Gryffindor." Nanya said

"That's fine, my mum was in Gryffindor too, and I just get stuck with the wonderful Malfoy charm I guess." He stroked the feathers of his owl, Talon, and thought. His life has always been sort of a let down. Not many people liked him at school. Many said that he was a bit of 'traitor'. All of his dads old death eater friends made sure to inform their children of the Malfoy family. How they gave up everything for a Weasley. His family life wasn't that glamour's either. His grandparents on his mother's side were dead because of the war with Voldermont. On his dad's side, they were all in Azkaban. He was just glad that his Mum and Dad at least loved him.

"So, Do you play Quidditch?" Nanya asked, changing the subject.

"Yeah, Keeper." He told her. She started rambling on about quidditch and how great the Chudley Cannons are.

"Well, if knowledge could get you on the team, your name would already be on the roster." Ben said, and they both shared a well-deserved laugh.

"I like Harry Potter. He's my favorite." Nanya told him.

"I got to meet him. I even got his autograph!" Ben exclaimed.

"Really? That's great!" Nanya yelled. Ben reached in his pocket and took out a fragment of parchment.

"Here. You have it. I don't need it. My memories are enough." Ben explained, as he handed it to Nanya.

"This is great! Thanks!" Nanya screamed, then gave her cousin a huge hug.

Ben couldn't help but blush.

They finished up the train ride talking about Hogwarts and Quidditch. The train stopped and Ben bid goodbye to Nanya as a voice bellowed saying:

"Firs' year's this way"

"That's Hagrid, He's cool. Don't take looks for everything." Ben told her as she followed the half giant.

Ben sat at the Slytherin table next to one of his so-called 'friends' He was waiting for the sorting ceremony, He secretly hoped that Nanya would be in his house just to keep some sanity. He knew though that if she were to go into Slytherin she would most likely be made fun of. She might a well just forget about him now, and not ruin her reputation.

" Weasley, Nanya" Professor McGonagall's voice echoed threw the hallway. Several people looked at Ben. God, I'm sorry, that my dad harassed all you people. Maybe you deserved it, Ben thought to himself as Nanya placed the patched old Sorting hat on her head…