Oh hey I thought I'd write my new chapter and have it posted before I school ends for the semester, which granted is only days away.
When Harry woke up he found himself refreshed, that was one of the best nights sleep in awhile. He quickly got into his Hogwarts robes and went out into the sitting room. It was still early and he found that Remus and Sirius had already left. Harry popped into Regan's room, he saw that Liam had found his way to his mother's bed in the night and Regan was clutching him like a teddy bear "hey are you awake?" He whispered.
"Mmm, yeah," she mumbled still half asleep.
"Well alright then, I'm heading to breakfast are you coming? You have to get your schedule."
"No, McGongall gave mine to me last night after the feast."
"Alright then, see you in class"
"Yeah see you then," Regan yawned before readjusting herself back to sleep."
Harry went to the Gryffindor tower where he saw Ron and Hermoine waiting for him. "Where are Regan and Liam?" asked Hermoine.
"Still asleep," Replied Harry. "I think Regan will just have the house elves send something up for breakfast."
"That isn't fair," grumbled Ron. "How come she gets special treatment?"
"Because she has Liam that's why," sighed Harry. "I think she wants him to have as normal a childhood here as possible and that doesn't include communal breakfasts."
Ron had a thoughtful look on his face and then replied "yeah your right I mean come on she can no longer be a kid. Come on let's go to breakfast I'm about staved."
"Oh honestly" said Hermoine. "Is that all you can think about food?"
"That and Quiddich," Ron replied with a grin three of them proceeded to the Great Hall and sat down. A few minutes after eating the mail started to arrive.
Harry took a look at the Daily Prophet and dropped his fork. "What is it?" Asked Hermoine. She took the paper from him and read the first headline of the front page out loud. "Sister to the Savior a Whore." She stopped and read the rest of the article silently "they're calling her all sorts of bad names here Harry. They're saying that she doesn't even know who Liam's father is."
"I know." Said Harry. "It's all lies Regan is far from a whore."
"But Harry this does raise a good question. Who is Liam's father?" Asked Hermoine. "Has she ever mentioned him to you?"
"She hasn't," Harry said finally. "But I'm sure she has good reason too, I mean I always assumed that he was a boyfriend that treated her badly."
"Still, you think that he'd want to be part of his child's life." Ron added.
"Look guys I'll ask her when I feel comfortable."
"Okay Mate, whatever you think is best." Replied Ron. The three of them continued their eating until McGongall came around and gave them their schedules. "Oh man!" Ron exclaimed Double Potions with Slytherin! Honestly I think we're doomed."
"Really Ron its not that bad," Hermoine said trying to sooth his fears "At least Neville isn't taking Potions anymore."
"Yeah," added Harry. "I mean come on we may have at least one accident free class."
The dungeon was silent as everyone waited for the Potions Master. With as usual Snape stormed in and quickly scanned the room he took note that Regan was not among the students seated, "Advanced Potions is a delicate art. You will be expected to complete assignments ontime and no excuses. This class isn't to be taken lightly. I expect all of you….."
Right in the middle of Snape's speil Regan came in late with Liam in tow. "Sorry professor we're late, we overslept."
"Five points from Gryffindor for your tardiness Miss Potter, take your seat and set Liam in the back away for the potions."
"Yes Professor, come on sweetie, we're late for class," she said as she turned her attention toward Liam."
Regan led Liam to the back of the room and arranged his toys on an empty work table. "Back to the potion at hand, today you will be making a simple binding potion, that when thrown will inhibit anyone for a few minutes. Now can any one tell me what the purpose of the crushed Amethyst?" Immediately Hermoine's hand shot up slowly Regan's did as well. Snape was pleased he had worked with the girl for weeks now and he was sure about her ability. "Yes Miss. Potter."
"Crushed Amethyst is used to stabilize the potion since its meant to be thrown or poured rather than drunken by the subject."
"Very Good Miss Potter ten points to Gryffindor." Now you will find this potion on page 32, I suggest you all get to it." He snapped.
The potion was suppose to be a deep purple, Snape stalked around the room to check on each students potions. They ranged anywhere from a pale lavender to magenta. He stopped at the table where Regan was working and peered into her cauldron he saw that it was the right shade of purple, "Very good Miss. Potter, I'm glade to see that at least one of my pupils can make a decent potion. Five points to Gryffindor," Snape then went over to Harry's potion he noted the pale color, "Mr. Potter you really should take notes from your sister, she's only been in the magical world two months and already she's far ahead of you in potions, ten points from Gryffindor." Harry glared at the Professor who finally said to every Gryffindors relief "class dismissed." As the students hurried out the door Regan gathered her and Liam's things and started toward the door. "Miss Potter a moment."
"Yes professor?"
The room was empty now "how are you adjusting so far Regan?"
"I'm alright Severus, its just dealing with all the students is making me a little uneasy."
"Why is that?"
"Well at my old school they had a program and it was at night where you did the school work at your own pace and came when you could. Well I went about once a week and that was only to get and turn in assignments and take tests. The rest of the time I spent being mommy with Liam."
"Then this must be a big adjustment for you , I didn't realize that it would be so different for you."
"Well it is, I mean everyone here seems so young."
"They are young Regan and so are you."
"I don't think I was ever this young."
"Will I be seeing you two tonight for your tutoring?"
"Yes you will and I should be going."
"Bye Regan."
"Bye Severus."
When Regan stepped outside she found the Gryffindor trio waiting for her. "What did snape want? Harry asked annoyed.
"He just wanted to know how I was adjusting so far."
"that's strange." said Ron.
"Not really," said Regan. "We're friends, now come on or we'll be late for Charms."
As the five of them made their way through the halls of Hogwarts they ran into Draco Malfoy.
"Well, well, what do we have here, it's the whore and her bastard along with Potty, Weasel and Mudblood.
"Why you little …" Ron started his faced flashed with anger
"Ron he's not worth it," Hermoine started.
"Did you just call me a whore?" Regan asked.
"Yes I belive I did," replied Malfoy.
"Ok just checking," she said calmly and continued on her way.
"What is that it?" asked Malfoy incredulously.
"Yeah that's it," Regan replied. "I mean you're right my son is a bastard, his father and I were never married and I don't plan on ever being married to him. As for me being a whore come on I've been called worse, lets see I've been called whore, slut, skank, ho, skanky-ho, dirty little bitch, and probably a lot worse that I can't think ok at the moment. Come on guys," she said to the trio. " We're already running late."
Ok please no yelling at me about the potion I'm making that up as I go along.