It was a very tired Skyler Malfoy who stood outside the Headmasters office, looking eye to eye with the stone gargoyle she muttered 'Gizmo'. It was a wild guess and the only thing she could think of that would be the password. Luckily, enough the door swung open and she made her way up the stairs.

Draco was happily straddling Harry's lap as the alarm went off in his office. By the time Harry had stopped it, their blonde daughter was stood aghast in the doorway.

Draco coughed,

"Gosh, Harry you're really tense," he said, clearly as he ran his hands over Harry's shoulders, massaging clearly, hoping his daughter would get the right impression. Harry was blushing and managed to remove Draco from his lap quickly. Draco sat on a chair quickly and subtly arranged his teaching robes.

That was the exact reason they had stopped doing things like this.

The three looked at each other.

"So?" Skyler asked, her voice perfectly calm, because she herself saw nothing wrong with her father giving her dad a massage. Harry smiled at his daughter, the blush disappearing from his cheeks. Draco looked at his daughter,

"Have you calmed down? Or are you still prepared to have our heads on pikes?"

Harry coughed, gaining Draco's attention and gave him a warning look for his lack of subtly. Draco raised an eyebrow and then smiled sweetly. Skyler rolled her eyes at Harry,

"Dad, I know what pikes are. I'd know more about death that you think, I mean there's the whole burning thing, stretching until' your arms and legs pop off, castration" Harry almost choked on his butterbeer "really, Rulan is into all that stuff. He has a ton of muggle books about it!"

"I think maybe I should speak with this Rulan...that cannot be healthy," Harry muttered, Skyler glared,

"Don't you dare. Anyway, back to the point, yes. I am still mad at you. You made me get the train."

"I see nothing fundamentally wrong with that," Harry answered, remembering his own time at Hogwarts. Skyler rolled her eyes and looked at Draco, who was looking disappointedly at Harry, Harry merely shrugged, "Anyway, Skyler. It was a punishment, you were not supposed to enjoy it" this brought back Draco's memory of punishing her and he glowered.

"Yes. As I remember it, you were acting like a spoiled brat."

"But father" she replied sweetly, giving him the eyes that said 'butter- wouldn't-melt-in-my-mouth' "I am a spoiled brat." Draco's glower shattered and a small smile crept reluctantly to his lips. He looked at Harry who merely looked amused and decided it was sufficient time to let the subject go.

"Anyway, we need to discuss Gizmo."

"Oh daddy, he's so cute, he knows how-"

"The living arrangements Skyler" Harry sighed, looking impatiently at his daughter who was scowling. "She will need to be walked, and I'm sure if you plan to keep her in your dorms, house-broken. I can arrange for the house elves to do so, and to send food for her every night and morning. Any other training, you must do." Skyler was nodding reluctantly, "I'm afraid father and I will be to busy to help you much, but if she really does become a pain" he paused and looked at Draco who was looking questioningly at his husband "he'll take care of it."

Draco frowned and Harry grinned deviously. Skyler giggled and ran to jump on Draco's lap. He cuddled her and nestled his face into her soft blonde hair. Harry smiled and looked down wistfully at some paperwork on his desk; Draco looked up and winked suggestively at his husband. Harry grinned again and then rustled some papers,

"Anyway Sky, I'm completely swamped and I need to get all this work" he indicated to the whole desk and Skyler turned around, looked at it and gasped, "by tomorrow, so I think you should go back to your dorms."

"Yes Headmaster Daddy." She chuckled, her eyes twinkling, Draco stood and she slid off his lap. She made to leave and Draco ruffled her hair. She complained the whole way out of the door and down the stairs.

"Rulan?" Harry looked slightly murderous; it was Draco's turn to chuckle,

"Harry, they're eleven." Harry nodded slightly,

"Still..." Harry mumbled,

"Harry, you'll have at least three years at this school chasing around her boyfriends, threatening them and playing the over-protective father part. Just relax for a few years." Draco rationalised, sitting once again on his husbands lap,

"Oh, and I supposed you're not going to be over-protective at all" Harry replied sarcastically, running his hands up Draco's arms.

"Of course not. I'm going to be the cool dad" he smirked, Harry swatted him half-heartedly. He opened his mouth but Draco kissed him so he would not have time to reply.

Skyler said the Slytherin password clearly and walked into the common room as soon as the portrait opened. The room was buzzing with talk of the new headmaster and Defence against the Dark Arts professor. Some were talking about how weird it would be to have the boy-who-lived as the headmaster; others were mourning the loss of Snape. However, the main topic of conversation was the fact that it was odd they had both come at the same time. Skyler had not thought anyone did not know of her fathers' marriage.

When it became clear she was in the room, a couple of people asked how it felt to have parents working as teachers. She just shrugged it off. She couldn't be the first, could she?

"Sky!" Skyler's green eyes fluttered up just in time to see Ryan rushing towards her, he grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs that led to the boy's dorm. She had never been in there before so she let Ryan lead her without complaint. When she walked into the room she saw that it was much like her own dorm, except the green velvet curtains were still untied and hanging around the bedposts untidily.

'Boys are so messy' she concluded to herself, stepping over some clothes on the floor and moving towards the bed where Rebecca, Rulan and another boy were sitting.

"Hey" Rebecca spoke up clearly pointing to the strange boy, "This is Zakariyya" she smiled, his hair was long. Possibly as long as her dad's. It just passed his ears, polker straight and was the strangest hair Skyler had ever seen. It was white. Not blonde, not grey. Pure white, almost silvery. Skyler noted that her father would be most upset.

"Zak" he insisted, Skyler smiled warmly,

"Skyler Malfoy"

"Ah, the Headmaster's daughter." He spoke with a sensuality Skyler admired. His eyes were so black his pupils were almost hidden. They looked darker in contrast to his white hair. Skyler sat down next to Becky who was flicking absently through a book, her eyes kept glancing up at the boy in front of her. Skyler resisted the urge to giggle.

They spent a few hours there; long enough for the prefects to stick their heads into the dorm room and ask the girls to 'please go to their own rooms'.

Rebecca and Skyler had both reluctantly said goodbye to their friends and wandered back up to their own room. When they walked in the twins, Abbey and Tabatha were sat on one of the beds, platting each other's hair. Neither said a word. Skyler looked questioningly at Becky who shrugged and the two girls walked to the other side of the room, were their beds happened to be.

"Skyler," Rebecca prodded her friend, "Sky" she said again, a slight whine in her voice that dragged her friends name from her lips in three long syllables. "C'mon, I'm huuungry" she said, she had been doing this for a good ten minutes and the most she got in reply was a double blink from her friend and glares from the other two girls in the dorm. Rebecca was beginning to think they did not like her and Skyler.

Running a hand through her red hair, Rebecca shifted her small body so she was leaning over Skyler, she glared down and sighed. She set her resolve face and glared down at the person that had come to be her best friend. This routine was nothing new, they did it every morning.

"Skyler Aysha Malfoy." She growled, "Wake up right now, or I'll leave you here and you can miss the first lesson of the new term. I sure you father will be impressed when he finds his only daughter could not be bothered to get up for his lesson.

At the mention of her father, green eyes snapped open and looked up into golden brown. Rebecca smiled coyly and stood up, tossing Skyler's clothes onto the bed and moving to the now un-occupied mirror. Abbey and Tabby had left for breakfast. She smoothed down her deep red hair, and re-cast the straightening charm. She had spent the Christmas with her sister who had taught her a spell to dim her hair colour so it was a more sensual red, rather than the bright bushy mess of hair she'd had when she first started Hogwarts. Her mother had said it made her look older.

"You look good" Skyler's sleep layered voice drifted from behind her, "I'm sure Zak will droooool" Skyler made an over-enthusiastic dribbling motion and Rebecca rolled her eyes.

"Whatever" was her reply. Skyler beamed and walked over to the mirror also.

"Nice to see Tweedle A and Tweedle B have gone. Do they ever talk to anybody besides each other?" Skyler fiddled with her hair a bit but gave it up as a lost cause. She needed lessons from her DADA professor.

"Don't know, I saw them smile at Ryan a couple of times though"

"Oh should we tell him he has a fan-club?" the two girls giggled all the way down to breakfast. Skyler scowled when she saw that neither of her parents were at the top table.

"Where are they?" Rebecca whispered into her ear as the youngest Malfoy settled down onto the bench next to Rulan. Ryan was opposite her, he muttered 'Hullo' with a mouthful of food, and if that wasn't enough to put her off her breakfast she didn't know what was. She shrugged her answer to Rebecca, who had sat next to Ryan and was 'casually' glancing up and down the table.

"He'll be down in a few minutes" Ryan added, shovelling some more porridge into his mouth and washing it down with some orange juice. Skyler cringed. Rebecca looked shocked, "Oh come on" he mumbled, swallowing the contents of his mouth "I'm not that dense."

Skyler giggled, Rulan chuckled the rest of the table looked as if they had missed the joke and went back to talking amongst themselves. Rebecca pouted and was so busy sulking she didn't even notice Zak sit down next to her. That is until he said

"Hello."

Luckily, he did not question why Rulan and Skyler were laughing so hard they were both near tears.

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, were sat in the Headmaster's office.

Ronald Weasley and two other Ministry Of Magic members were sitting in front of them.

"I'm glad you came to your senses Harry" Ron spoke clearly, Harry rolled his eyes "It would not have made sense to keep Severus Snape as headmaster against his will"

"But it makes perfect sense to make me?" Harry glared,

"Harry - "

"Ron. I have done what the ministry wanted. Make no mistake however that I am here for them. As soon as my daughter graduates, I'm leaving."

"Be reasonable - "

"Another thing. I am not Albus Dumbledore. I have no loyalties to the Ministry, if any of your men" Harry made a point to glare at both of them "set one foot out of line, there will be repercussions." Harry saw the man who once used to be his best friend's eyes flash with fear.

"You'd go to - "

"Azkaban?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow "do not forget who you're speaking to. Mr Weasley." He spat out the name, finality to his voice that worried Ron more than shouting would. Draco watched each of the aurors carefully. Severus Snape, who had been appointed Deputy Headmaster, was sat on the other side of Harry, also glaring. Ron stood,

"Of course, Mister Potter" he ground the name out, his eyes flaring with anger. Harry barely recognised the man in front of him, his friend was long dead. He had no idea who this was. "I imagine you will not forget who it is you speak to either,"

"How could I?" Harry sneered, something he had learned perfectly off Draco, "I'm talking to the Minister Of Magic's number one bitch."

Ron's fists balled, and if her wasn't highly conscious of the fact that in front of him was the most powerful wizard the Wizarding World had seen in millennia, his wand would have already be drawn,

"Leave Hermione out of this" he growled, his infamous hot-temper getting the better of him,

"Indeed," Harry spoke, the calm back into his voice. "I believe we are done here. I assume you know the way out." With that said, Harry stood. Draco and Snape followed suit, and with a final growl from the throat of Ronald Weasley, the Ministry officials were out the door.

"Nicely handled" Snape drawled, making a move for the door "I'll see to it that they have, in fact, left." Harry nodded and Snape was gone.

Draco looked at Harry.

Harry looked at Draco.

Draco flinched as Harry grabbed a dish of sweets from his desk – left over from Albus's rain – and threw it hard enough to make Salazar Slytherin run from his portrait and into his neighbours. Godrick glared haughtily at his intruder.

Draco ran a hand up and down Harry's spine and watched as the final memories he held of his childhood friends were crushed.

-Notes-

Well – Look, I'm back on form. Hehe. About the whole Ministry thing, sorry to any fans of the trio (I do love them, but the rift plays a huge part later on in the story – you'll see why!) it has to be done.

As for reviewers, I have answered them all here www.6akasha6.blogspot.com that's were I'm going to be answering reviews from now on. Therefore, anyone who reviewed last chapter has an answer there, probably under "Reviews" post. There is also an explanation there as to why I'm doing this.

Please, please, please read them.

So that's that, please review, I'm desperate for them. Because I've been out of the writing loop so long, I need an ego boost! Also my writing style has changed considerably since I started writing this!

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