A New Beginning
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A/N: Thanks to Jackie (update son? LoL. I think you meant soon…or at least I hope you meant soon…), Eilidh (I'm gonna miss your reviews! I also said that in Diary Entries, but meh.), and FunkyWitchOnFire for reviewing. When Harry and Hermione come into play in this chapter, it's not exactly 'PG' material, it's a little more up there – just warning you guys! Please RR!
Chapter 3 the Sorting, Part 2
--Recap—
The Hall settled down, and Snape continued. "Potter, Kasandra."
Kasandra walked nervously up to the stool where she sat down. Snape put the Hat on her head where it immediately started talking into her ear.
"Hmm…plenty of bravery just like your father and mother. Then again, you do have a good mind, plenty of knowledge. Cunning as well. Hufflepuff could be good considering you have traits for each house. Where to put you…I know, I'll make it…"
--End of Recap—
"…Ravenclaw!" the Sorting Hat shouted.
Kasandra took the Hat off, put it on the stool and went to the Ravenclaw table. Hermia's mouth dropped open; she knew her half sister was a bit odd, but she figured she'd be at least in Gryffindor. A few people muttered something's, but they soon turned back to the Sorting where a boy named Scott Reiner was sitting on the stool. The last couple of students were called when Hannah was called.
Hannah walked up to the stool, sat, and placed the Hat on her head. The Hat thought for a bit before finally shouting 'Gryffindor!' Kasandra looked at Nick who sat beside her; they both wanted Hannah to be in the same house with them. There was only one boy left who had red hair.
"Weasley, Kyle," Snape read.
Kasandra leaned in closer to Nick. "You have another cousin?"
"I didn't think so," Nick whispered.
Kasandra shrugged as Kyle was sorted into Ravenclaw. "I guess we can ask him now."
"I guess."
Professor McGonagall stood, and everyone went quiet. "Welcome new students! I would like to make some start of term notices. Please don't do magic in the corridors as our caretaker Mr. Filch reminds us every year.
"The Dark Forest is of course forbidden to all students; unless you are serving a detention with Professor Hagrid in there.
"We have two new professors this year – Professor Lynn who is replacing a retired Professor Sprout, and Professor Mailey who is replacing Professor Flitwick."
A few students groaned considerably – they like Professor Flitwick – before clapping.
"If you would like to try out for your house team, try-outs will be posted on the boards. That's all, tuck in," Professor McGonagall said, sitting down.
"Kyle, come here, sit more across from us," Kasandra said.
Kyle stood nervously and scooted over so he was sitting across from Kasandra.
"I'm Kasandra Potter, and this is Nick Malfoy," Kasandra said, pointing to Nick.
"I'm Kyle Weasley, as you know," Kyle replied, eating some food.
"Yes, we do know because you're the boy Kasandra kissed on the train. But what we want to know is how you're a Weasley," Nick said.
"Because of my dad…"
"Yeah, but how come I've never met you?"
"Or why don't I know you either?" Kasandra asked.
"How should I know? Why should you know me?" Kyle asked.
"Well my mum is a Weasley – that's her maiden name – but I don't know who you are."
"And my family is close with all the Weasleys," added Kasandra.
"Well I've never heard of either of you. Maybe I come from a different line of Weasleys," Kyle shrugged.
"No, you have the Weasley hair. It even over-powers the Malfoy blonde hair for me. We can't tell yet with my siblings though. Drake – my older brother – has Malfoy hair. Bu the way, what are your parents' names?" asked Nick.
"Ron and Lavender Weasley," responded Kyle
"Never heard of them, not even from my grandma who loves all her children," Nick said.
"I dunno then."
"I don't think any of us do," Kasandra said.
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"I can't believe Kasandra's in Ravenclaw!" exclaimed Hermia while they ate.
"I can't either. Nor can I believe that Nick is in Ravenclaw too, he's not that intelligent," Jeremy said. "And poor Hannah, she's alone here in Gryffindor."
"Not true, it looks like she's talking to someone," Chantal said, looking down the table.
"Hey Jeremy, don't you think it's odd that there was two unknown Weasleys sorted last year and this year?" asked Hermia.
"Yeah, but it doesn't matter too much to me anyways," replied Jeremy.
"Why not? Those two could be your cousins!"
"I doubt it, one's in Slytherin, and the other's in Ravenclaw."
"It's like Drake and Nick."
"So? Drake's father was in Slytherin, and I don't know how Nick got sorted into Ravenclaw."
"Doesn't it bother you though, about the other two Weasleys?"
"No! Now drop it."
"Meow, somebody's in a pissed off mood."
Jeremy just glared at Hermia before continuing eating. Hermia thought for a minute or two before gasping slightly.
"Jeremy, do you think they could be the kids of umm…I forget their names, but I remember them when I first met you, when I was almost three and you were two. Do you know who I'm talking about?" asked Hermia.
"I think you mean my Uncle Ron; he was once engaged to Hermione. But he moved away a long time ago, and nobody likes to talk about him," Jeremy answered.
"Why not?" asked Kaitlin.
"My dad just told me that he hurt them all badly, especially my Aunt Ginny and Hermione. I don't know how though."
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"Wanna go get something to eat before we get the kids?" asked Harry, nibbling on Hermione's ear.
"I thought I just ate," Hermione purred, running a finger up Harry's chest.
"How about something more nutritional?" asked Harry.
"OK, I could always do with more nutrients," Hermione said, getting out of bed.
"Mhm, you look gorgeous, do we really have to go out?" whined Harry, wrapping his arms around his naked wife's waist.
"You're the one who suggested we go eat," Hermione said, kissing Harry.
"We really should."
"Then let's go," Hermione said, sliding out of her equally as naked husband's arms and handing him a pair of boxers.
"If I had it my way, we'd stay in here all the time," Harry said, wrapping Hermione in another embrace.
"What about the kids?"
"What about them?"
"If we stayed in here all the time, what would happen to them?"
Harry kissed down Hermione's neck to her breast while he thought. Hermione giggled before pulling away.
"They could live with your parents," Harry suggested, trying to bring Hermione into yet another embrace.
"That reminds me, if you get me pregnant again, I'll be very pissed off at you. We already have four; three of them came from inside me! So if I do get pregnant again, I might not have sex with you again." Before Harry could answer, Hermione added, "Now get dressed!"
"Fin my love, whatever you say.
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"Dinner was excellent Mum! Thanks again," Ginny told her mother as she stood by the fireplace with her children and Draco.
"Thank-you for coming darling. I love you all, little ones!" Mrs. Weasley said, hugging Meadow, Shane, and Summer. "Bye!"
"Bye Grammy!" Meadow and Shane said.
"Take your Floo," Draco instructed.
Meadow and Shane both obeyed their father and went into the fireplace.
"Molly, Arthur," Draco said before Disapparating.
"Well I should go too…bye Mum, Dad," Ginny said.
"Bye sweetie," Mr. Weasley said.
"Bye Ginny…you guys are coming to the family dinner on Sunday?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"We should be, are Hermione and Harry coming?"
"I believe so."
"OK, we'll see you then," Ginny said before Disapparating with Summer securely in her arms.
Ginny walked into the backyard where she figured her husband and two of her kids would be. And she was right; they were out there playing a modified version of Quidditch only five minutes after they got home! She put Summer in the playpen they kept outside, and sat on one of the lawn chairs that was on the deck. Draco looked over at Ginny.
"Hey Gin, wanna play? I can't take these two on by myself!" he called.
"Sure, let me just get my broom," Ginny said, heading over to the shed to retrieve her broomstick.
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"Whoa Kyle, you scared me!" Kasandra exclaimed, jumping a bit. "What are you doing up here?"
"Sending a letter to my parents letting them know what house I'm in," Kyle responded.
"I just did that. My parents are going to be surprised."
"My parent were surprised when my brother got sorted into Slytherin, they're probably going to be shocked with my sorting."
"Why?"
"They were both Gryffindors," Kyle said as he and Kasandra walked out of the Owlery.
"Same with my parents," Kasandra paused. "Your parents went to this school. It doesn't sound like you're around here though; your accent I mean."
"Well my parents lived here, but something horrible happened so they had to move to Bulgaria where my brother, I, and my younger sister were born. They moved us all to England four months before Tom – my brother – got his letter. What about your parents?"
"They've always lived in England as far as I know," Kasandra said before giving the password. "Fluffy slippers."
"Hey Kassie, Kyle; I want you both to meet Emma – we've been talking for the past ten minutes," Nick said, introducing Kasandra and Kyle to Emma.
"Hello Emma, I'm Kasandra."
"And I'm Kyle," Kyle said, shaking Emma's hand.
Emma just smiled. She looked frightened, but at the same time, she kept throwing scowls Nick's way.
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"God, I'm so bored!" yelled Hermia, falling back onto her bed, Chantal and Kaitlin on their separate beds. There was only one other girl in their year, and that was Amber, but since she acted like a snuck-up, spoiled brat, she mostly hung out with the Slytherins.
"We just got here, how can you be bored?" asked Kaitlin.
"I just can be. What should we do?" snapped Hermia.
"There really isn't anything we can do right now. We're supposed to be in our common room or dormitories right now," Chantal said.
"I have my dad's old invisibility cloak."
"So? We've been around the school at night so much that's it not fun anymore," Kaitlin pointed out.
"You're right. We need something to do though."
"Why don't we go see what the guys are doing?"
"Nah, they're too boring. I mean we did spend the day with them."
"How about we read Amber's diary?" asked Chantal, pointing to a flowered book sticking out from behind Amber's pillow.
"OK," Hermia said, grabbing the diary.
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"So Lav, what house do you think Kyle will be in?"
"I dunno. Hopefully he's in Gryffindor or in Slytherin at least with Tommy."
"Hey, maybe this will answer my question. It looks like a letter from Kyle," Kyle's father said, untying a letter from the owl's leg.
'—Mum and Dad,
Well I was sorted into Ravenclaw. I already have two friends – Cassandra Potter and Nick Malfoy. Are we in anyway related to Nick? They kept asking me about you two and my family because they seemed to think that we were.
That's all I wanted to say, so bye!
Love,
Kyle'
"He knows Harry and Hermione's kid – I'm assuming. He also knows Draco and Ginny's child, their second I'm guessing, great, just great."
"Should we let him know that he is related to Nick?" Lav asked, rereading the letter.
"Why? And bring up the past. It's better buried. Anyways, Cassandra or Nick have probably asked their parents too, so they'll find out that way. Or if they know Jeremy, he'll tell them if he remembers. So basically, one way or another, they'll find out that Kyle and Nick are indeed cousins."
A/N: Wow, that took me along time to write (not on the computer, but in my notebook – yes, I do write my story stuff in a notebook before typing it up). And because it took me awhile, please review!
