"Yes! As soon as he got back from taking you to get your stuff, he was absolutely awful to us Gryffindors . . . he didn't like that Ron Weasley very much so he asked him all these questions . . . of course, I knew the answers, but Ron didn't. He took away a bunch of points, too!"

"I didn't think it was that bad."

"Yes, well, that's because you're his favorite student. You could get away with lighting off a Filibuster Firework in Snape's class."

. . .

"Hey, quit it with the smugness Draco."

"Sorry, can't help it. Comes naturally."

Harry rolled his eyes.

"You three are like children." He interrupted. Blaise feigned confusion.

"We are children."

"By the way, Draco, what exactly did your dad want to see Blaise and I for?" Harry lowered his voice, turning to the silver-haired boy. Draco's smirk dropped. He glanced at the Great Hall.

People who noticed Draco sitting with Harry, Blaise, and Hermione had been shocked at first and pointed the fact out to all their friends. At first Draco had been uncomfortable at the extra attention, but he'd gradually relaxed. Although Harry and Blaise were calling him by his first name, Hermione tried not to speak to him much and he called them all by their surnames. Harry had looked up to the Staff Table to find Dumbledore nodding approvingly and Snape watching him with a very curious expression indeed.

"Well, he told me that there was something you had to do in five years or you'd die, Potter." Draco whispered. Harry leaned forward slightly.

"What do I have to do?"

"Er, he said you had to get the Dark Mark."

Harry sat back so fast he nearly toppled over his chair.

"What!"

Several people at the Slytherin table were looking at them funny. Harry caught Cepheus Major's eye for a moment.

"Yeah, I can't believe he hit you with that Bludger!" Blaise said quickly, looking outraged. Anyone who'd been watching them turned away, rolling their eyes. Quidditch.

Everyone but Cepheus Major, that is. Harry held his eyes for a few more moments before the other boy looked down at his plate. His empty plate.

"Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry, I really have completely ruined your life, I'm so -" Blaise sobbed, near tears.

"Hey, hey, Blaise, it's okay, calm down, it's okay." Harry muttered soothingly, putting his hand on her back. She sniffled, staring at her breakfast.

"Look, here's the post." Hermione said awkwardly. Harry looked up. Sure enough, owls were flocking into the Great Hall. He looked to the table and quickly snatched up Sadie, for fear she might be mistaken as a treat.

A regal, chocolate brown owl landed on Draco's shoulder. He untied the newspaper it carried and opened it up. His owl sipped from Harry's glass of pumpkin juice before taking off, nearly smacking Harry with it's tail feathers.

"Hey, look at this." Draco said, shoving the newspaper at Harry. He took it and looked over the headline. 'Daily Prophet', it read. 'Gringotts Break-In Latest'.

" 'Investigations continue into the break-in at Gringotts on 31 July,' Hey, that's my birthday! 'widely believed to be the work of Dark witches or wizards unknown.' "

"What, your birthday is believed to be the work of Dark wizards?" Blaise asked, looking up with red eyes.

"No, the break-in at Gringotts. Listen: 'Gringotts goblins today insisted that nothing had been taken. The vault that was searched had in fact been emptied the same day. "But we're not telling you what was in there, so keep your noses out if you know what's good for you," said a Gringotts spokesgoblin this afternoon.' "

"That's weird." Hermione said, looking thoughtful. "You're not supposed to be able to get into the vaults, or even near without a goblin. I wonder what they were looking for . . ."

"Who knows." Draco said moodily, glancing around the Hall again.

A/N: Okay guys, it's really short but I need an idea badly for how they're going to find Fluffy. I considered having Ron challenge them to a duel, but that wouldn't work. If you have even the slightest idea, please, please, PLEASE review and tell me! I really need an idea so I can get cracking on the next chapter!

Fifth book is out tomorrow! Oh my holy cows! I can't wait!

Oh, and be warned, people! The next chapter is going to be really, really long, so it may take a while! But hopefully you'll be happy with it. Would you guys like me to start a 'Next Chapter:' thing at the end of each chapter? I will if that's what you want! Review and tell me!

Reviews:

Desert Fox: Well, Snape's going to wait for a while. He'll tell Harry eventually. Maybe third book. Or fourth. I dunno. Yeah, I'm surprised Harry didn't leave too. He could've brought his stuff to Mrs. Figg's when the Dursleys had to leave and then just left. Sheesh! Well, in the books the Sorting Hat wanted to put Harry into Slytherin, so it was really only Harry telling the Hat to put him in Gryffindor that originally got him into the lion's House. So basically, left to it's own devices, the Hat went on instinct and put Harry in Slytherin. I'm glad you like my story, but you really have to read the books! Yes, I do think Hermione would hang out with Harry at the Slytherin table. She doesn't have any friends in Gryffindor (even in the books this is true until Harry and Ron befriend her), so she hangs with Harry and Blaise. Yes, Harry got Parseltongue from dear Voldemort. When Voldie's curse reflected off baby Harry, some of his powers must have been transferred, including Parseltongue. Even in the books. I know a few words of Latin. Yes, see, Lily loved Harry so much that it invoked an ancient magic that protected him. Voldemort doesn't understand love, so his curse came back to him. Again, Lily's love protected Harry. Voldemort has never been loved so he doesn't know what it feels like and doesn't understand it. Yes, a movable tattoo. I think it's kind of neat. Malfoy can do what? Madam Hooch. From the books. Flying instructor. Hey, don't make fun of my ideas! If you don't like it keep your mouth shut. Yes, Peeves will be in here soon. No, actually, Blaise and Harry won't start snogging each other. Thank you for your time.

Rachel: No, Dagger doesn't talk much. He's pretty quiet. Jell-O is the food of happiness! Can I put that in a story? I think you can use Hotmail . I like Boomerang!

Slim: Well, only Alada Avery, Caelum Nott, Blaise, and Cepheus Major
were branded. Blaise and Cepheus
don't like the Mark or Voldemort. Avery and Nott, on the other hand,
are true Dark supporters. So you see, that doesn't quite work.

Wink At J00: Nope! Snape's not the visitor! Hah, hah! It makes tons of sense, don't worry. I'm used to reading crazy weird reviews and making sense of them.

RookRaven: Thanks.

Desert Fox: HAVE I READ THE BOOKS? HAVE YOU READ THE BOOKS, YOU FREAKING IDIOT? Mandy Brocklehurst, yes. MILLICENT BULSTRODE! Not Melissa! And Millicent Bulstrode is a Slytherin, a big burly Slytherin. How can you picture Harry with her or Mandy Brocklehurst? No, Lily and Severus did not marry, LILY AND JAMES DID! Read the books! Dude, up your kilt is a saying! GEEZ! And who knows how Lucius got in? That's his secret. You REALLY need to read the books, so GO READ THEM!

Cr1Ms0n^D3v1L: No, Harry and Blaise won't shag. Yeah, that's a good idea on why Draco wasn't Harry's friend . . . I like it.

Star Mage: Yay! That's what I wanted too!

Gryphnwng: Me too. It's so fun to write Slytherin Harry! Yes, Harry has plenty of power. Hey, you're right! Side with whoever's strongest. I'll have to have Draco admit that at first he was only friends with them because of that. You know, later when they're real friends. A few books away. Thank you!

Gizachick: You're exactly right.

Nemati: Thank you! Yeah, some animosity between Draco and Hermione would be good. It's only natural.

Rachel: What did you watch? Does Dagger like to torture? Yeah, he does. A lot. He really likes it. Beware. WHOA! Falcon's awesome! I think she and Dagger would like each other very much. Poor Riye. Screams like a girl. Oh! Is Boomerang okay? Tell her to get smaller boomerangs. Heehee . . . I like your buddies. They're funny. Mine are all quiet and death-obsessed. Yes, I'll try to update more often, I swear! Don't throw your boomerang at me, oh mighty queen of Jell-O!

Das: Yes, friends! Your wish has come true! Bow down to the mighty genie of the floorboard!

Carey Miles: You sure? I know, poor Lucy. Hopefully he didn't pee his pants. Your sanity's faltering? Wow. I didn't know you had any.

Wytil: I have no idea. Hee hee . . . I dunno. I'll do a Snape POV soon, if that's what you mean.

Adenara Yatman: Thanks.

Ryra: Sorry, buddy, but I've made up my mind! Ah hah hah! Oh, you're so going to kill me when I post the next chapter of Snape's Daughter . . . I'm going to get crucified.

Sushinase: Yessir, they're friends all right!

Snape's Daughter: I love your name! It's so beautiful! I'm glad you like my story! It's loads of fun to write. Yeah, Blaise as a boy is just . . . awkward.