Harry had a hard time sleeping that night. He couldn't wait to see what classes he had with Slytherin, and most of all, he couldn't wait to see Kal. There was just something about her that intrigued him. Maybe it was her beautiful, golden blonde hair, or maybe her unrealistically aqua blue eyes.

Harry went to down to breakfast with Ron. Hermione was already at the Gryffindor table reading her Charms book. "We haven't had one class yet, and you've already got your nose in a book?" Ron asked as he sat down. Hermione just slammed her book down with a glare on her face. She already looked at her schedule. Harry and Ron looked at theirs. They had Potions and Care of Magical Creatures with the Slytherins, but Care of Magical Creatures wasn't until tomorrow. Potions was a double period and the first class. That would explain Hermione's mood. What a way to start her day.

Potions wasn't all that bad; just the usual. Snape favored the Slytherins, put down Neville, and found a way to take points away form Gryffindor. Malfoy of course had himself seated next to Kal. Harry tried to not make much of it. But for some reason, he could not take his eyes of her.

She was taking notes in spiral notebook and was writing with a hot pink sparkly pen. Malfoy had never seen Muggle notebooks or pens, so he made a big deal about it. His fascination went unnoticed by Snape, but Harry's daydreaming did not.

"Mr. Potter! Would you be so kind as to get your eyes off Miss Weasely, and pay attention?" Slytherins snickered as Harry's face went as red as Ron's hair. He could sense weird looks form Ron and Hermione. He didn't even want to think what Kal thought about this.

When Potions ended, Harry rushed out hoping to get away from a remark from Malfoy, but he wasn't too lucky. "Hey Potter! You should know better that to stare at other's girlfriends like that! I should-"At that Kal bumped into him.

"Dude, don't even think that I'm dating you! Flirting is one thing, but assuming that I'm going out with you is like so different." She took one step forward, stopped and looked back at Malfoy, "Oh, and another thing, I can find my own way around with out your help." She walked off with her California attitude.

"She's mine Potter! Don't you ever forget that!"

"I would never date a slimy Slytherin even if life depended on it!" Harry lied. He turned and left, glancing around to make sure that Kal didn't hear that. He felt relieved to see that she wasn't in sight.

Ron came up behind Harry, "I never knew you had a thing for my cousin!"

"I don't!" Harry lied again.

"Good!" Hermione chimed in. "She's nothing but an evil ½ Brecklan Slytherin."

The next class was History of Magic with the ever so boring, Professor Binns. "Today class, we will discuss something I never thought I would have to teach." His voice sounded odd, as if something was troubling him. "It has been made necessary to teach about the hushed over facts about Brecklans. They are among us. (Hermione let out a fake cough.) Some of you may have noticed that some of your classes have been altered or changed altogether to prepare you for what may lie ahead." Professor Binns went on about the war that sent them over in the first place.

Brecklans have a very distinct language that no human has ever been able to learn. Without communication between wizards and Brecklans, wizards just avoided and feared the powerful creatures. Brecklans then became hostile towards wizards because they needed help, but they could never get them to cooperate. Wizards always ran away or dueled with them. Thus, Brecklans released the power within them that caused an ever greater fear.

Eventually Brecklans learned to speak human languages and blend in as humans. They married witches, wizards, and sometimes even a Muggle. Half- brecklans were born in human appearance (they're born in whatever shape their mother is in at birth.) At a certain age, which is different of every brecklan, they begin to show their magic, and eventually their true form. As half-brecklans started changing, chaos struck. The Ministry of Magic stepped in and kept the public from it as much as they could. They made a law stating that every Brecklan and everyone with brecklan blood had to register.

It was just twenty years ago that yet another war broke out in Breckahlonia; the one Ron had talked about. This was also around the same times as Voldemort's rise to power. Some Brecklans did become Death Eaters. At Voldemort's downfall, they were sent back to Breckahlonia to be punished by their laws.

About five years later, a crisis struck Breckahlonia where many Brecklans went back home. From then on, the Ministry and the Kings of Breckahlonia agreed to keep the barrier between worlds sealed.

The bell for the end of class sounded. Hermione shuffled her ten pages of notes into her bag, and rushed to Arithmancy.

Harry and Ron didn't have a class that period, so they went the library to start on the essay Professor Binns assigned.

Harry took one look at Kal and stopped, but Ron kept going and bumped into Harry. "Harry, what was that for?"

"Err- nothing," Harry said. "I just need to .err.just need to apologize to Kal." Ron scrunched his face as if to ask why.

"Whatever. I'll just be sitting over there."

Harry noticed that Kal had made some adjustments to her uniform since Potions. She was no longer wearing a pleated skirt and knee high socks, but a pair of tight, low-cut jeans. Her shirt was deliberately left untucked and open in v-shape to expose her tanned belly. She still wore her Slytherin vest and necktie, but she left the top of her blouse unbuttoned, and wore her tie like a necklace. Her hair at least was just as it was; up in a messy bun with two golden locks to frame her face.

Harry didn't know how long he stared at her, from her messy hair, to her clunky black boots propped on the table. She was doing her Transfiguration homework in her lap while smacking her gum. Harry snapped out his daze when he heard Madame Pince the Librarian yell at Kal for having her feet on the table. Kal glared at her and stomped her feet loudly on the ground and her books on the table. She went back to her studies without a word.

"Err K-Kal?" Harry stuttered.

"What!?" she said flustered without looking up.

"I.uh.is this a bad time?" She looked up and saw that it was Harry. Her face softened to bright smile, and his heart leapt to see the effect he had on her.

"Oh hey! No don't worry about it! I'm not mad at you, just everyone else around here."

There was a moment of dead silence. Harry wasn't sure what to say next.

"So whatcha want?" Kal asked.

"Uh...err.I just wanted to apologize for embarrassing you in Potions."

"Don't worry 'bout it. I like know exactly where you're coming from." Harry felt relieved. She asked him to sit down next to her so he did. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Ron shake his head; he knew that he would hear it from him later.

"So what up?"

"Not much. How do you like Hogwarts?"

"I swear, McGonagall like hates me. Ever since that like sorting thing, she just like looks at me like all weird and stuff. I finally read that article about me and like all of it makes like so much sense." She slapped the Daily Prophet down on the table. Harry remembered the picture all too well; the first time he ever saw Kal. "And Ron's girlfriend is like out to prove it too."

"Prove what?"

"The article." Harry didn't actually read the article; he just looked at the picture.

"I'm sure that Hermione just wants to prove it wrong," Harry said, although he was thinking 'whatever that is' at the same time. Again there was silence. Harry didn't want to leave, but he knew that if he didn't bring up a pleasant conversation that he would.

"So are you going to try out for the Quidditch house team?"

Kal's face lit up. "I would so love to, but I can't fly."

"I could teach you! Do you have a broom?" Kal shook her head. "Could you buy one?"

"Nope, all I have is American money, and that does me jack here."

"You could borrow a school broom then, but I'll still teach you!" Harry would do anything to spend time with Kal.

"Maybe. Hey, I gotta go. See ya later! K?" She gathered her things and left. Harry felt a glimmer of hope. Harry went back to sit by Ron.

"Long apology," Ron stated.

"Sorry," Harry said. "Just got to talking." Ron just shook his head as if he didn't want to know. Harry at down next to Ron and started the essay for Professor Binns.

"Hey Weasely!" called Malfoy. Ron slammed his quill down. Just what he needed, Malfoy to come and spoil his day. "I'm going to make a deal with you Weasely," Malfoy said with authority.

"What kind of deal?" Ron asked.

"You tell me how to get Kalysta to like me, you know tell me what she likes and enjoys, and I'll-"

"Stop being an ass?" Ron interjected.

"Sure, why not. I'll be nice to you and little friends, if you tell me what Kalysta likes." Ron would love to have Malfoy leave him alone and be nice to him for once, but he didn't know anything about Kal.

"Well.she likes, uh, lots of things.but she really likes-"

"Quidditch!" Harry finished. Both Ron and Malfoy looked at Harry with strange looks. "She wants to play Quidditch. You're captain of the Slytherin house team, teach her to fly and play Quidditch. Let her be on the team."

Harry could not believe he just did that. He was helping Malfoy get what he wanted, but yet at the same time he was helping out Ron.

"Alright then. I start the lessons tomorrow after school." Malfoy was about to leave, "Thank you Ron. Harry." It was almost hard for him to say it. But Harry and Ron said good bye to Draco just the same.



Disclaimer! I do not own Harry Potter or any characters EXCEPT Brecklans, Breckahlonia and all it's inhabitants, opuks, the Lowery family, and half Kalysta "Kal" Weasely and Arnold Weasely. They are added characters base off the already existing Weasely family. These are mine, mine, mine! But everything else came from the mind of the ever so brilliant J.K. Rowling!