Chapter 3

A/N: I'm going against what I normally do. I'm actually typing my chapters on a disk before actually having a clue about what I'm writing. I normally have a outline of what the chapter is going to be about. So if you like this chapter review it and if you Absolutely hate it review it anyway. Here it goes!

'Professor Draco Malfoy. That Evil asshole is going to ruin my SON!!!!! It can't be possible!! Ron is going to FLIP!!!' Hermione whispered fiercely.

'Remember who their father is Hermione. Draco's not going to do anything. You know that he would never hurt his flesh and blood. Besides he's been a lot worse then he is now. HE took his fathers death easily didn't he?' Harry said.

'That's because my father was a slimy ass hole of a father Pothead.' A greasy voice came from behind Harry's chair.

'Buzz off Ferret Boy. Shouldn't you be in the dungeons making some kind of Potion for your precious Uncle?' Hermione said sarcastically.

'Well I should be but I decided it would be a nice little vacation to see my children sorted. And my little Nicolas has joined Slytherin. How cute!' Draco said.

'He may be your sperm but HE IS NOT YOUR SON!' Hermione whispered sharply.

'Whatever, how disappointing my daughters a Gryffindor. Just like her mud blood mother.' He spat.

'You didn't think I was that bad if you had to resort to pretending that you were Ron just to sleep with me did you?' Hermione said turning around to meet Draco's violet eyes.

'Mr. Malfoy! Will you please refrain from calling Mrs. Weasley unsuitable names at the table.' A voice came form beside Dumbledore.

'Yes Uncle Severus.' Draco said and went to join his uncle.

~At the Gryffindor Table~

'Brandy did you see Malfoy talking to my mum?' Adrianna asked.

'Yeah. What you suppose they were talking about?' Brandy answered.

'Well, you remember that summer like a couple of years ago when we were looking for that piece of paper for Dad?' Adrianna said.

'Yeah, what about it?'

'Well when you were looking on mums' desk a paper fell off. It looked really old…' Adrianna paused and looked up at her mother.

'Well, it was a note from Draco Malfoy. Any way. I'll show it to you when we get upstairs. Okay.'

'Okay.' Brandy said.

'Hem hem.' Dumbledore cleared his throat.

'Now that the feast if over a have a few start of term messages for you. Mr. Filtch our caretaker would like to let our entire student body know that a list had been placed outside his office. This list contains all 568 things banned from the castle. Most of which are Weasley Wheezes. Second, first years the forest surrounding the grounds are forbidden hence why it is called the Forbidden Forest. And third, I would like to introduce you to our new Divinations teacher, Professor Angel Twist. Now prefects would you please lead the first years to their dorms.' He sat down and nodded to both Harry and Hermione. They stood up and mentioned for Adrianna, Nick and Brandy to come forward.

'Hello sweetie how was the trip?' Harry asked Brandy.

'Good. I think mum was a little upset but she'll get over it.'

'Okay.' Harry hugged his daughter and turned towards his niece and nephew.

'Congratulations you two for making it into Gryffindor and you too Nick.' he said.

'Yes. Anyway mum can I go a seventh year asked me if I wanted to join the coming back party for Professor Malfoy. He's been away cause of his father's death. So may I leave?' Nick asked.

'And who is this seventh year?' Hermione looked at Harry.

'Sarah DeMasque.' Nick said.

'Well yes, but don't leave the common room.' She said

'Whatever mum. See you Uncle Harry.' He ran off in the direction of the common room.

'Mum, Brandy and I want to show our new friends that plaque in the trophy room. Can we go now or should we wait until tomorrow?' Adrianna asked.

'Well you should probably wait until tomorrow. Your uncle and I have to go up to the common room anyway. So we can go up together. Okay?' Hermione said.

'Yeah. Let's go.' The four of them made their way up the portrait of the Fat lady.

'Password?' she said

'Lobster legs.' Harry said.

'Très Drôle Mr. Potter. Now may I have the password?'

'Norbert.' Hermione said.

'Thank You Mrs. Weasley.'

The portrait opened.

They climbed inside.

'Welcome to a new year of Hogwarts. As most of you know I am Professor Potter and this is Professor Weasley. We are your heads of house. For the older students, Professor Dumbledore has introduced this system so that when the older head of houses retire there will be no need to train another one. First years, your head of houses are like your parents away from home. IF you need anything come too one of us and we will help. I will be posting my schedule on the bulletin board so that you will know where I am at any certain time. Now fifth years and seventh years you will have a hard year coming up. The Headmaster has provided a extra room for studying. If you will all stay here for a moment we will show it to you. Now everyone upstairs. Tomorrow is a big day.'

The common room was soon empty with the exception of the 5th and 7th years.

'Now the new study room is through this portrait. It's password is Quidditch and it will only allow 5th through 7th years in. Meaning that if anyone under 5th year's tries to enter they will automatically end up in there own rooms. So do not try and persuade anyone to go in who IS NOT in 5th year or higher. We will know who has done it. Now all of you will be preparing for OWLs or NEWTs tomorrow so I encourage you to get a good nights rest tonight.' Hermione said.

'Goodnight.' Harry said as he opened the portrait hole.