Sorry again for taking so long to update… I've been really busy with other fics, as well as reading other people's fanfics and ste- uh… borrowing some ideas. My social life chart reading is –96. This chapter may be a bit confusing as I might switch from Aleron to Draco from time to time.

Note: In the story it's the day before the Hogsmeade visit. So I can write about Draco meeting Draco as soon as I can… =D

Draco blinked as another boy walked past, flashing him a huge grin and two thumbs up and as the girl next to him winked.

"What's up with them?" he asked Jamie.

"Oh, well, they've just declared you their unofficial hero" she said, tossing her head.

"What? Why?"

"Didn't you… oh, of course. Silly me. Professor Weasley's our 'Care of Magical Creatures' teacher"

Draco's mouth twitched. "So, is he worse than Hagrid, or better?" he asked.

Jamie giggled. "No, it's not that, not at all"

"Then what?"

"Well, in your day, Hagrid was the CMC teacher, wasn't he?"

"In my day" Draco snorted. "Why not call me grandpa while you're at it?"

"Okay, if you want gra-"

"Yes Hagrid was the CMC teacher," Draco said hurriedly.

"Well, he was visiting yesterday"

"What? He was?"

"Along with his assortment of… uh, pets…" Jamie grinned.

"No. Don't tell me. A dragon called Norbert and a Cerberus called Fluffy. And probably a blast-ended Skrewt called Peppy. Or a mutant spider called Mr. Pickles" Draco said sarcastically. Jamie made a rather undignified snort.

"You certainly have a wild imagination. A dragon called Norbert and a Cerberus called Fluffy? A Cerberus, meaning a gigantic three headed dog?" she asked incredulously. Draco smirked.

"Well, he had the dragon… I saw it myself, as well as him naming it… and the Cerberus was all over the newspapers… so-"

"But you were right about Peppy and Mr. Pickles… how'd you know?" Jamie asked, interrupting Draco in mid-sentence. Draco stared at her. Then started laughing, low and cackly.

"What? Quit that, it's spooky…"

"Hehehe… Mr. Pickles… how typical… heh… hehehehehe…"

"Stop it! I'll curse you!" Jamie threatened. Draco stopped immediately, his mouth twisted in a strange smile.

"Heh… so how does Ron put up with… hehehe… Mr. Pickles…" he asked, breaking out into the strange laugh every now and then. Jamie's mouth curved into a strange smile, mirroring Draco's.

"Who said he does?" she asked, sending Draco into a fit of laughter again.

Dante entered Jamie's room to find her and Draco chatting animatedly about all sorts of things. He scowled.

"You're having a splendid time I see," he said, crossing his arms.

"Oh Dante, don't be like that. We were just talking about the differences between Draco's time and ours! Can you believe, they actually had Charms as a lesson? And it's so amazing, what he can do… they don't teach this stuff to us nowadays!" Jamie said excitedly.

"Whoopee" Dante said, circling the air with his index finger. "I'm so thrilled"

"I'd like to see YOU make something levitate off the floor" Draco said, irritated at the interruption of what was actually -considering that she was a Gryffindor AND the daughter of a Mudblood and his nemesis- a very interesting and pleasant conversation. In three large steps Dante covered the space between himself and the blonde. He grabbed Draco by the front of his shirt and lifted. Draco choked and coughed.

"Dante! Stop it!" Jamie shouted.

"What? He wanted to see" Dante said but he reluctantly put Draco down. The Slytherin gasped, touched his throat lightly then slowly, calmly, smoothed out the wrinkles in his shirt.

Suddenly his wand was in his hand.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" he shouted.

"Whoa!" Dante shouted, dodging to one side as a sparkling light shot out of the wand. It struck a mirror behind him and hit him full on the back.

"What the-" he said in awe as he was lifted off the ground.

"Now, this was what I was talking about" Draco said. He lifted his wand up high and Dante was squashed onto the ceiling.

"This spell is actually quite interesting. You see, the caster can do anything he or she wants with it. For example," Draco said, suddenly whipping his hand left, "he or she can do something like so."

Dante flew across the room and crashed into the wall.

"You kerk! Wait'll I get my hands on you!" he said, swearing. Draco ignored him.

"Or like so" he said, slashing his hand right. Dante crashed into the other side.

"I warned you…"

"Draco, stop it…" Jamie said.

"Or…" Draco walked to the window. It was quite a nice large size. He waved his wand to the window and Dante soared out and levitated in the air.

Draco grinned evilly. "My personally favorite. As well as up, left and right, you can make objects go DOWN"

Dante's eyes widened. "You wouldn't DARE!" he said, panicking.

"The best thing about this is the simplicity of it all. All the caster has to do to break the spell is a simple wave of the wrist," Draco continued calmly.

"I'll pound you into the next galaxy!" Dante yelled, kicking and squirming frantically.

"Now, now, you wouldn't want to break my concentration, would you? I mean, I might accidentally break the spell"

"You kerk!"

"What was I saying again? Oh yes, a simple wave of the wrist. Like-"

"Draco! Dante! Don't!" Jamie shrieked.

"So" Draco said and flicked his wrist. For a second Dante hovered in the air like Wile E. Coyote, just run over a cliff. His face even held the same comical expression. Then…

"YOU DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…"

"Dante!" Jamie screamed, rushing to the window and shoving Draco to one side. "Stop it! Pull him up!"

"Why, what has he done that makes him deserve to live?" Draco asked calmly.

"He's going to die! Pull him UP!"

"If I do he's going to pound me"

"If you don't he's gonna pound the GROUND!"

"So?"

Jamie narrowed her eyes. "Pull him up. Now."

Draco sighed. "Spoilsport" he muttered. He strolled casually to the window.

"Wingardiu-"

"WARGH!"

There was a loud splash, the splash of a person falling into the Great Lake. Draco looked down. A smirk formed on his face.

"Touchdown."

"Hi Al… uh, bye Al" Ron said as the blonde zoomed past him. He chased after.

"What? What're you running from?" he asked.

"What? You mean WHO!"

"What? Who? What who?" Ron asked curiously.

"What?" Aleron asked, halting, now completely confused.

"Who're you running from?"

"Allie!" a female voice cooed.

"Gah! Her!" he yelped and zipped off. Ron stopped, puzzled. Then he saw and grinned.

"Aleron! Honeypie! Come back here! I haven't sprayed all my perfumes on you yet!" Pansy Parkinson called in a sing-song voice.

"You mean you're asking me to stop for YOU? Not on your LIFE girly!" the blonde shouted back.

"You know, Draco would be pretty upset if he knew his, uh, girlfriend was chasing after his son…" Ron grinned.

"Oh pshaw. Drakie's not here right now… so who's to stop me? Besides, Aleron's CUTE" Pansy said, stopping for a second. Ron choked for a second.

"Isn't that a bit shallow?" he asked in a polite tone.

"Shallow shmallow. EVERYONE knows the Malfoy boys are excellent kissers"

Ron blinked. "Really, I was unaware of that"

Pansy rolled her eyes. "I don't even know WHY I'm wasting my breath talking to you. Aleron…!" she called, starting to run again.

"I held her off for as long as I could, pal!" Ron hollered.

"Thanks!" Aleron shouted back, his voice reverberating on the walls. Ron grinned and walked on. Pansy never changed.

"You have a girlfriend?" Jamie asked, interested. Draco shifted.

"Well… no."

"But not because no one likes me!" he added hastily. "Because none of the girls really caught my fancy"

"How about this 'Pansy' girl, then? Aleron's back in your time, if she adores you so much then Aleron must be having the time of his life! Especially if what you said is true, about her love for Malfoy males"

Draco spluttered. "Her? Hah! I wouldn't wish her on ANYONE!"

"You mean you don't like her?" Jamie asked.

"Of course not! That's as ridiculous and idea as… as… well, as you and Aleron being girlfriend and boyfriend!"

Jamie turned pink. "We ARE girlfriend and boyfriend"

Draco blinked and choked. "Wh- what? You two…?"

"Yes"

Draco looked like he was about to explode. He made a couple of strangled sounds.

"Well. Bad example then" he said in sudden calm. The door suddenly slammed open. An enraged Dante stood in the doorway, dripping wet and glaring daggers.

"Oh no…" Jamie muttered.

"Had a nice swim then?" Draco asked coolly.

"You… you… ARGH!" Dante yelled in anger.

"Shall I take that as a no?"

"You know, I really don't like you"

"Really? Interesting, I don't like you either. We're even, wonderful."

Dante lunged towards him, but Draco was ready. He got up swiftly and moved to the curtains.

"Why am I always the one who has to break up arguments?" Jamie sighed.

"Beats me" Draco replied. Dante drew his fist back and ran at him again.

"Stupefy" Draco said calmly, pointing his wand at the redhead, who jerked to a halt.

"Oh, good, I thought you were going to throw him into the lake aga- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Hm?" Draco asked in complete innocence as he pushed the frozen Dante out of the window.

"You did it again!" Jamie shrieked.

"I know… he can swim, can't he? Oh, of course" Draco said. He flicked his wand and Dante was moving again.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH…" he yelled, propelling his arms like a windmill gone awry then landed back in the lake with a resounding splash, much to the alarm of a passing school of fish. Jamie looked down.

"If you could have done that, why didn't you do it earlier when Dante was pushing you around?" she asked, watching the already sopping wet boy flounder about in the water.

"You mean when he hung me out of the window?" Draco asked, waving cheerfully to the boy. Dante looked up and saw him wave.

"Yeah, and every other time he beat you up" Jamie said, flinching slightly at the crude not-so-friendly hand gesture her friend returned.

Draco shrugged. "Pain's an every day thing to me"

"Besides," he said with a twist of the mouth, "Now I have plenty of reasons for payback"

"Phew!" Aleron gasped, slamming the door to the Gryffindor dormitory behind him and leaning against it. He sighed in relief. Finally, some peace and quiet. He never thought he'd be the one to say it, but boy, was life sure hectic in the past. And with that… that GIRL around…

Aleron wondered how his father had survived without the aid of a very, VERY big gun.

"Hey there Al, you all right?" George asked, walking up.

"How do you SURVIVE?" Aleron yelled.

"What?" Fred asked, confused.

"All this… it's so… you have NO defenses whatsoever! Everyone's so weird! Everything's so… soo…"

"Different?" George supplied.

"Yes! Different!" Aleron said thankfully.

"How different?" Fred asked, interested.

"Well, from the time I come from… we don't have magic"

"What?" the twins asked in unison, shocked. "No magic? What's the whole point of Hogwarts?"

"Well, people that are magical go there… we learn different stuff! We still have that Care of Magical Creatures class… just in case, but other than that, it's pretty much all Divination and Potions. We don't have Charms… or Transfiguration or… or that D.A.D.A class…"

"No D.A.D.A?" George asked, shocked.

"What about… you-know-who? Don't you have to… I dunno, prepare for him or something?" Fred asked.

Aleron scrunched up his nose in complete bafflement.

"Who?"

"You-know-who!"

"No I don't know who… you mean the examiners?"

"No! The Dark Lord!" George exclaimed. Now Aleron looked completely confused.

"The dark WHAT?"

Jamie looked at her watch.

"Potions now" she announced. She got up, Draco getting up next to her.

"Where should I go?" Draco wondered.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, you're supposed to go see the headmaster"

"Nice time to remember!"

"I got caught up in the conversation, all right?" she said.

"Fine, fine, what-EVER…" Draco said, walking out of the room. He made his way to the headmaster's office. It took him ages. He kept getting lost. The whole castle had been redone, and now everything was in a different place. He didn't mind really.

Let Mudblood wait a while longer, he thought.

Finally, after taking a nice long stroll around the castle, admiring the redecorations (Aleron hadn't been lying, the tables really WERE made of marble) he found the room. Not bothering to knock he opened the door silently. Two pairs of eyes lifted to stare at him.

In a big red chair sat a serious faced woman. Her face looked younger than she really was, her hair light brown and curly, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on her nose. She looked at Draco and pursed her lips.

Hermione, Draco thought. She didn't look like she had changed much. Few wrinkles… glasses… looks more serious, but that's about all.

"And that would be him" Hermione said, looking at Draco.

Draco and the girl looked at each other. He didn't recognize her. She looked around the same age as him. Light shone off her long, wavy blonde hair, which surrounded her pale, smooth face. Her eyes were an interesting shade of blue. She looked at Draco wonderingly.

Quite pretty. Looks like a nice person, he thought.

"No way. Look at him! He's too short, plus he looks like a helmet head" the girl exclaimed.

Draco frowned and had a swift change of mind.

She's a bloody stupid cow.

"Oh really, would you like to know how I think YOU look?" Draco asked coolly.

"Draco" Hermione said warningly.

"Oh yeah? How DO I look?" the girl asked, rising to the challenge.

"Like a pathetic, miserable, prissy little bit-"

"Draco!"

"What is it Mudblood I'm busy right now…"

Hermione sighed, aggravated, and rubbed her temples in an act of extreme patience.

"And who are YOU?" Draco asked the girl. She scowled at him.

"Luna Akilina Malfoy" she said icily. "And you are? No, don't tell me, Draco Lucius MALFOY"

"Luna. That means moon"

"Oh, did you figure that out all by yourself? You better sit down, it might be too much on your poor little brain"

"Akilina… that means eagle"

"GENIUS!" the girl said sarcastically.

"What IS it with me, Latin, and EAGLES?" Draco asked himself.

The girl looked at Hermione. "He CAN'T be my dad. My dad… he's a nice guy, all right? He would never talk to me like this. This is some kind of joke, right? That dopey brother of mine's not REALLY in the past, right?"

Hermione smiled. "Well Luna, I knew your father when he was younger. And… that is him"

Luna scowled. "Not to be offensive miss, but are you sure you got your glasses on right? Because I am SURE this is NOT my dad"

"You mean this is my DAUGHTER?" Draco asked. "This better not be some joke Mudblood, because it sure isn't funny"

Hermione nodded slowly. "Well, you see Luna… Draco Malfoy, that is, the younger Draco Malfoy… the person right next to you… he wasn't a very nice person"

"Oh thank you ever so," Draco said, scowling. Hermione had to work to keep her face straight, the scowls on both the blondes faces were completely identical.

"And he used to call me Mudblood. No one else ever did"

"Well you ARE one"

Luna's mouth twitched upwards for a second.

And they're asking how they can possibly be related, Hermione thought.

"So let me get this straight… my brother… went back in time… and got swapped with… with HIM… when he came back. So this is my dad." Luna said.

"Right"

Luna looked at Draco critically.

"Hm. Well. Hair color's too light. Skin complexion's too pale. Eyes… like Aleron's. Scrawny-"

"SCRAWNY?" Draco spluttered.

"You in Slytherin?" she asked, frowning.

"Yeah, what of it?"

The girl's expression relaxed instantly.

"Good. We'll get along fine"

Draco raised an eyebrow. "And what house are YOU in?"

The girl smirked, the smirk that Draco knew so well. "Wouldn't YOU like to know"

"Don't tell me it's GRYFFINDOR"

The girl hissed. "NO way"

Draco frowned then a smile started to spread on his face.

"Slytherin" he said. The girl smiled.

"Glad to know at least ONE of my future kids turn out all right" he said.

"What did you think? That I'd be another Aleron? Puh-leez. He's a nice guy and all, but BOY what an idiot"

"No kidding" Draco said, starting to leave, completely forgetting about Hermione. The girl grabbed his arm.

"Sorry miss… may we leave?" she asked politely.

"Yes, of course" Hermione said, waving dismissively. The girl smirked.

"Thanks… Mudblood" she said under her breath, not loud enough for Hermione to hear but loud enough for Draco. The two left laughing.

Um… I'll do Draco meets Draco next chapter, promise… sorry again for making y'all wait so long… I just seemed to lose my sense of humor once school started. It is back now ^^ no worries!

Hope no one liked Dante too much. I just HAD to thrash him. I think Draco's suffered enough humiliation (for now!)