Back in the Slytherin Common Room, Draco was sulking. He had heard about Gryffindor beating Slytherin from some other students. 'That stupid mudblood,' he thought. 'She's ruining everything! I could have won that game!" He punched a wall. He winced and rubbed his knuckles. That hurt.

"Now, now, Mr. Malfoy…" Draco turned around and saw Snape. "I wont tolerate violent behavior. Take your anger out some other way."

Draco glared. "That stupid Kat Tykins." He flung himself down into a fluffy armchair. "She ruins everything. Her and her stupid long brown hair…" His eye twitched as he remembered her words. They cut like daggers. "She stood up to me! Why did she have to go and do that? That beautiful face spoke those words to me!" He picked up a pillow and flung it across the room. A few first years looked toward him, scared. He glared back. "What are you looking at!"

Fred and Kat walked to the Great Hall holding hands. As they entered, Fred pulled her towards the Gryffindor table.

"Wait," Kat stopped and spoke. "Am I allowed to sit there I'm still a Slytherin…"

Fred smiled softly. "Of course you can sit there. Your house doesn't matter to me, or anyone else there, anymore. We all know and like you for who you are." He kissed her check. "Especially me."

Kat smiled and followed him to the Gryffindor table. Chandi was talking to Ron, Stephanie was laughing at one of George's jokes, and another boy was trying his hardest to ignore Ginny Weasley. Obviously, she lost interest in Harry and found a new victim.

The boy stood up and walked hurriedly to Fred. "Fred, buddy," he started. "You gotta help me! Your little sister, she's like attached herself to my hip! She wont leave me alone!"

Fred laughed. "Well Brad...why don't you talk to her?"

Brad sighed heavily. "I've tried, but she just hasn't got a clue!"

"Alright, I'll talk to her tonight, but no promises." Fred nodded. He remembered that Kat was standing next to him. "Oh, Brad, this is Kat, my girlfriend." Fred beamed.

Kat's eyes widened. "You really think of me as your girlfriend?" Fred nodded. "You like me that much?" Again, Fred nodded. Kat's face turned the color of Fred's hair and she sat down next to Chandi. "Chandi, did you hear that?" Chandi seemed to be staring off into nothing. "Chandi?" Kat poked her but received no response.

Fred placed his hands on Kat's shoulders, and she jumped a bit. "Whoa. A little jumpy, are we?" He glanced at Chandler. "She and my brother have some sort of connection or something. They'd stare into each other's eyes all day if they didn't have classes. It's quite scary sometimes." He sat down on the other side of Kat. "And I think you are one of the most wonderful people here." He kissed her cheek.

Snape just happened to be passing by. "Mr. Weasley, Miss Tykins, no public shows of affection. The rest of us would like to keep our dinner down…" Kat nodded and was silent. Fred, however, was not.

"What ever you say, Professor Snape!"

Snape narrowed his eyes and glared. "I've got my eye on you, Weasley." He said and up to the head table to take his seat.

"'Ey Fred! What was that about?" George asked from down the table.

"Oh, nothing. Snape was just being a slime ball!" Fred answered his brother.

At the head table, Dumbledore stood up and waited for everyone to be silent. "I have become aware of a small problem, students have been calling each other 'mudbloods'." He looked directly at Kat. "I would like everyone to remember that there is no such thing as a complete pureblood these days. So, in essence, everyone in this hall is a 'mudblood'. If I, or any other teacher, catches anyone using this foul word, they will get several detentions." Dumbledore sat back down, waved his wand, and food appeared on all the tables.

Kat grabbed the mashed potatoes and started piling them on her plate. Everyone around her stared. She stopped and blushed a bit. "Sorry…I haven't had anything to eat since this morning. I guess I'm a bit hungry." Fred laughed and everyone went back to talking and eating.

Kat ate and laughed with her new friends. Time just flew by. Near the end of the meal, she got an idea. "Hey Fred?" Fred glanced up at her. "I need to talk to the headmaster. I'll see you tomorrow, alright?" They kissed and Kat walked up to the head table and stood in front of Dumbledore.

"Sir? I have a question." She started. He nodded and so she continued. "Is there any possible way to change houses?"

Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak, but Snape cut him off. "Miss Tykins, you know that once you are sorted, all is final. What kind of an example would we be stetting if we let you change houses whenever you felt the need?"

Kat looked up at Snape. "I now you don't want me in your house. You agree with Draco, you both think I shouldn't be a Slytherin."

"What sort of prank are you pulling? I favor all Slytherins equally, and you are no exception."

Kat laughed. "Don't tell me lies, sir." Snape and Kat glared at each other. Dumbledore cleared his throat, and the two of them turned to look at him.

"Now, Kat, you know that we cannot just change your house. The sorting hat put you in there for a reason."

"But sir! I don't belong in Slytherin! I'm kind, I know right from wrong," Snape glared at Kat, but she continued. "And, I'm a muggleborn."

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "And how would you know that? Can you be sure that you are indeed muggleborn?"

"What? My parents are muggles! When I got my Hogwarts letter, they were as shocked as I was!"

Dumbledore shook his head. "You were…adopted."

Kat shook her head violently, her hair flying around. "No! That's a lie!"

Dumbledore nodded. "I speak the truth. Your parents disappeared only weeks after you were born." He paused a moment. "Tykins is not your true last name."

"What? My name is Katarin Tykins!"

"I'm afraid it is not." Dumbledore shook his head and lowered his voice. "Your name is Katarin Riddle."

"Riddle…?" Kat's jaw dropped. "Am I directly related to Tom Riddle?"

Dumbledore nodded. "He is your true father."

"No! I'm not related to that…that monster!" Kat spun around and marched out of the Great Hall, towards the Dungeon, fuming.

Back in the Great Hall, Snape was surprised. Obviously, this was news to him as well. "Sir," he turned to Dumbledore. "Are you sure?" Dumbledore nodded. "But that means…"

"Yes Severus. She is the heiress of Slytherin. She is Voldemort's daughter." Dumbledore thought for a moment. "Can you make sure she gets to the right place? She's confused and will most likely to get lost." Snape nodded and turned to go. "And keep this between the three of us. I'm sure she doesn't want anyone else to know." Snape nodded and practically floated out the Great Hall.