a/n: hey peoples. i'm writing this chapter cuz i got no ideas for my other one. but at school i have imperation so...what till then. enjoy!

Sari sat in Transiguration class, looking out the window a week after she found out she was a Malfoy. "Now who coulds answer that question? How about you Ms. Potter" hermione said, looking at her daughter. "Ms. Potter?" No responce. Sari knew her mom was talking to her but she paid it no mind. Last night she was upset, but know she was bitter. Just plain bitter.

"Ms. Potter?" Nothing. "Sari." Sari looked up, her eyes half closed. "Oh, you were talking to me?" Hermione gave her daughter a pleading look. Sari understood her mom. Her face didn't change, she just shook her head. Hermione was about to say something but the bell rang. "Class dismissed."

The students stood, grabbed all their stuff and left. Sari was putting her messenger bag on her shoulder and was about to leave. "Sar" Hermione said. Sari turned, her head to the side lazily and her weight on one foot. "yes Professer Granger?" "Sari, don't act like this please." Sari scoffed. "How can I not act like this. I know I'm young but so are you. Your not even thirty yet."

Hermione ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "Sar, i know your upset-" "Upset. Oh no, I'm way past upset. I'm furious. Harry was right. If you didn't go on telling me how you and him met and dated and married, I would be in slytherin right now playing chess with Nathen!" Neither noticed or cared that Hermione's next class was at the door watching, with Nathen in the front.

"Sari, if we told you, then you would go looking for Draco but he doesn't even know himself" Hermione said. "Healready knows" Nathen said. Hermione and Sari turned and saw the faces of Hermione's next class and Nathen's smirking face. "What do you mean 'he already knows' Mr. Malfoy" Hermione said.

"Last week. I over heard and I told him. Sari isn't the only one who has a right to know." Hermione put her hand on her forehead. 'This is not the way I wanted the plan to go' she thought. She opened her eyes; Sari was gone, the door was closed and the students were seated.

Hermione sighed and went to the front to teach her class.

Sari sat in the dungons, in front of the potions class. She should be inside there but she just decided to sit outside, think a little. Some third year Slytherins past and nodded their heads at her in greeting. Sari didn't know what she was doing until she nodded back.

She heard the bell ring and saw students come out of the potions room. Draco came out as well and spotted Sari. He cleared his throat and said "What are you doing?" Sari looked at him and saw him how she used to see Harry. A father. She didn't know why though. Sari doesn't know herself anymore.

She stood up and said flattly, "I'm sitting in the place I belong. The dungons. Slytherin. I was gonna wait until you came out to ask if I could go to the headmistress and try to get a resort." "Why do you need my permision?" Draco already knew the answer. 'Because your my father.' But Sari didn't say that.

"You know the reason. And I could care less of what mother thinks right now." Draco nodded in understanding. "So...um...daddy." Draco stiffened. No one called him daddy. not even Nathen. Nathen called him father. And with no emotion at that. Just like him when Lucious was around.

Draco knelt down to Sari's eye level. "This must be hard for you" he said. Sari nodded, "Very hard. Now I feel like I don't know myself anymore. I mean, I grew up thinking I was a Potter so I tried to act like Harry. But now, knowing I'm a Malfoy, I don't know what to do."

Draco nodded. "I know. When Nathen told me, I was shocked and confused. I only have a son and no wife, so it was only just me and him. And now knowing I have a daughter, I feel like I should teach Nathen some manners" he said laughing a little. Sari didn't laugh.

"I don't know what to do." Draco looked into Sari's eyes. She looked lost. "How about I write you a note and you don't have to go to your classes today." Sari nodded and Draco stood straight. He left into his classroom and came out a few minutes later with a piece of parchment in his hands.

Dear Professers,

Sarian Malfoy will not be able to attend classes today on the account of a tramatic inncident. She will be able to return to class tomorrow.

THANK YOU,

Professer D. Malfoy

"Tramatic" Sari said. "You need a real good excuse. If I said you weren't feeling good, they won't take it. Trust me." Sari looked at Draco. It seemed he was trying hard to make her crack a smile so she gave a small, fake giggle. Draco smiled. Sari did something that Draco hasn't gotten since he divorced his ex-wife. Sari hugged him.

She let go of him and went to her common room. 'I can't believe I forgot how good a hug felt' Draco thought.

After Sari gave the notice to her professers, she went to Professer McGonnagal's office. "Umm...cauldron cakes?" The statue didn't move. "Uh...chocolate frogs?" Nothing. Sari stomped her foot in defeat. "Oh, jolly ranchers." When she said that, the statue came to life and revealed the staircase.

She went up the stairs and knocked on the door. She went in and saw that the headmistress wasn't there. She walked in and stopped at the desk. "bee in your bonet Potter" said the sorting hat on a shelf. Sari looked up. "Umm...hat? Did you put me in the right house?"

"well you were difficult to place. But I should've known since you are the spawn of Harry Potter." "Actually, I'm not a Potter after all. I'm actually a Malfoy, just like you said." The hat didn't say anything. Sari guessed that he was trying to hold back a "I told you." Sari sighed and stared at the desk.

"Why Sarian" said...

a/n: uh oh cliffie! Sorry people. read and review