Dinner was horrible. Galactus sat next to Jeanine Summers, her little claw like hands wrapped around his arm. She smiled triumphantly when she saw me glaring at her.

"Just ignore her, Hera," Alex Jordan urged noticing my glare.

"Yeah, she probably doesn't even like him. She just wants him because you do."

"I don't think so Cait," I said softly.

I went to sleep that night wishing Jeanine Summers would just dissappear from my life. Locke tried to lick all my tears, but not even he could make me feel better. Cait woke me up the next morning screaming at her cat, who from what I could hear, had brought her a dead mouse as a present. Locke's head was still nuzzled against my cheek.

"Cait? Can you keep it down?" Apryl yelled, but Cait didn't listen.

"Locke, go clean that up," I ordered sitting up and rolling my eyes. Locke cooed in agreement and flew to the floor. "Now, clean up." Locke nodded and promptly ate the mouse, licking up the bits of blood and guts.

"Caitlyn, you can shut up now," I stated as I got dressed never realizing my father was about to unleash a plot to completely destroy my life.

Normally I didn't receive much mail. Every once and awhile one of my uncles would write, but not usually, that's why I was so surprised when a small owl dropped a letter in front of me.

"What's this?" I asked packing up the letter and studying it.

"I got one too," Cait and Carolyna said in unison as we opened the letters.

"According to this Head Master Potter is having an open house, where our parents can come to Hogwarts and see what we're learning and the dorms we're living in," Carolyna read her eyes widening. "Letters have already been sent to all your parents," she finished reading. I just shrugged. The open house didn't affect me at all. I glanced at the twins, both of whom looked more than a little worried.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The idea of our father being here, seeing our classes, talking to our teachers."

"What's wrong with that? My father is always talking to my teachers about me."

"It's different, our father doesn't know what we do at school or anything else that goes on around here."

"Oh, but you don't cause any trouble."

"That's just it. Our father would want us to cause trouble. We're supposed to be living up to their name, but we're not."

"Oh," I muttered suddenly understanding. I had secrets from my father too, namely Locke and my crush on Galactus Malfoy.

"You'd better have Locke hidden when they come," Hazel said looking almost as worried as the twins.

"I know, I've got his cat carrier under my bed. He'll understand."

"When are they supposed to come."

"In a few weeks," Lizzie answered not looking at me.

"I'm sorry Lizzie," I whispered so only she could hear me. Lizzie nodded and even smiled a little, her bushy red hair hanging loose around her face.

"Hey Potter, was this stupid open house idea you father's doing?" Galactus yelled as we started walking towards our first class, charms.

"Unfortunally," I muttered.

"As if there weren't enough mudbloods and half bloods walking around," he mumbled. I nodded. If I agreed with him, maybe he would notice me.

"At least you agree with me Potter. See you in potions," he said as Jeanine walked over and drug him off.

"Did you see that Cait!" I exclaimed the moment they were out of earshot.

"What'd he say? I saw you talking, but I couldn't hear anything."

"He said he would see me in potions."

"That's not even slightly romantic. What Indigo Wagner said to Delphine was definally more romantic."

"But he noticed me. He knows who I am and it doesn't even bother me when he called me 'Potter'."

"Sounds like love to me," Delphine said walking up behind us, holding several envlopes.

"Hey Delphie."

"Grandma sent me an owl with letters for all of us."

"Oh, what'd she say?" Cait asked taking her letter and handing me mine was we walked towards potions.

"It's a birth announcement," Delph answered. Cait squealed as I covered my ears.

"Ain't she adorable?" Cait studied the picture of a red faced baby. I just shrugged. Babies had never been of much interest to me.

"Whose is she?" Cait asked looking at the letter.

"She's Charlie and Ursula's." Cait and Delphine kept looking at the picture. For the hundreth time I was glad I didn't have any baby siblings. They were totally annoying. I just shoved my letter in my pocket..

"Her name's Melanie."

"Cute, later Delph. Hera and I gotta get to potions," Cait explained as we reached the classroom.