WARNING: USES EVIL WORD! DON'T COMPLAIN IF YA DON'T LIKE!

Chappie Sixteen

Near a small quiet secluded park, a tiny small purple brick house stood firmly on its foundations. The house looked very small from the outside but inside it had six gigantic bedrooms, three bathrooms, a living room, a computer room, and a kitchen. Inside the house were six people. Only three of them were considered humans and the other three were vampires. A fifty-three year old Enlil sat playing a game of backgammon with Octavian who was a formidable player. The raven haired man was yet to win a game, as the light-haired vampire had won the past four games.

"Man," Enlil sighed, "Can I just give up?"

"No!" Severus snapped. "Quitting is for the weak at heart."

"Then you play!" Enlil snapped back. "I give up."

"No one can beat the backgammon master!" Octavian exclaimed.

"Serenity whooped your ass last week, backgammon master!" Samuel said in his high voice. A pillow connected with Samuel's head "What was that for?"

"Be quiet," Gabriella snapped, "You're voice is so annoying!"

"You're one to talk! Ms Ching Bing Shing!" Samuel sneered back. Severus smirked, Gabriella was right. Samuel's voice reminded him slightly of a muggle actor named Eddie Murphy. He had seen his movie Coming to America in the cinema once out of sheer boredom.

"You know," Gabriella said, gritting her teeth, "The whole making fun of Japanese is beginning to get on my nerve. It's not like I ever speak it around you anyway!"

"It's still annoying!"

"Its no less annoying then that rap garbage you listen too!"

"My music ain't annoying! You're annoying!"

"Right now you are both annoying!" Octavian barked. "Shut the hell up!"

The two other vampires hissed at him but fell silent. The three humans sniggered as the doorbell rang; it was now playing a song by MC Hammer. 'Can't touch this!'

Severus stood up and headed to the door as the irritating tune continued. He shuddered in anger as the music continued; he knew it would only stop once he opened the door. As he did he noticed Hermione Granger and Harry Potter standing out side, he almost passed out. He did however find himself flying into the same purple vase he broke when Enlil angered him. He looked up to find Octavian running in and casting a disarming spell on his two ex students.

"Are you two mentally challenged?" He barked as he grabbed their wands. Neither Hermione nor Harry flinched. Harry was too busy glaring daggers into Snape, who glared back pushing himself up. Octavian muttered a reparo spell and fixed the unlucky vase. He threw the wands back to their owners "What are you two doing here?"

"We need Ravenclaw's dagger," Harry snarled, still glaring at Severus.

"Severus, go away," Octavian muttered pushing Severus back into the living room, where Enlil and Charlie were waiting for him. Octavian faced the pair, "Why?"

"It's a horcrux," Harry said, cooling himself down. "Do you know where it is?"

"It may be in her chest up in her room," Octavian said, thoughtfully, "she used it when Charlie gave birth, I'll go get it."

They watched him walk up the same staircase Serenity walked up to retrieve Nagini. Harry walked toward the mantle were the bookcase once was. There were a few pictures frames. One was of the six vampires together in muggle clothing. The next was Livia and Octavian on their wedding day, Livia looked very pretty in her white robes. The next was of Livia, Serenity, Octavian, Minerva McGonagoll and Albus Dumbledore together. The final picture was of Halle and a young looking Blaise, he looked barely older then five.

"He looks so cute," Hermione said, pointing at Blaise. Harry nodded absently as Octavian walked down the staircase with the dagger in his hands. He handed the dagger to Harry who quickly pocketed it. "Well we better go. Ron's home alone."

"You sure?" Octavian said, "Were gonna eat sushi?"

"Let's stay!" Hermione said quickly. Harry looked at her, "My one weakness in the world is sushi."

Harry laughed, "Okay, but we better get a doggie bag for Ron."

"Don't call it that in front of him," Octavian muttered as the three walked to the kitchen. Gabriella, Samuel, Enlil, Charlie and Snape were sitting around a table with a huge platter filled with sushi. Octavian sat between the two vampires (for good reasons as he knew the two would probably begin to fight) and Hermione sat beside Enlil. Harry sighed when he saw he had to sit next to Severus. He sat with out mouthing his anger and grabbed himself a sushi.

"Why ith i' de owwy fi-fing you can cook i' shusi?" Samuel muffed out as he mouth over-filled with sushi. Everyone stared at him, as Gabriella sighed in annoyance.

"Samuel," Octavian muttered, "We've told you a thousand times not to speak with your mouth full, we have enough trouble understanding you anyway!"

"Sorry," Samuel said once he swallowed his mouthful. "And what do you mean ya don't understand me? It's not like I talk much."

Severus began to choke at this statement; Harry faced him and watched as the Half-blood attempted to breathe.

"He's going purple," Charlie said, "Sev? Are you okay?"

"He looks like a blueberry," Enlil grinned, not seeming to worry his father was choking.

Severus attempted to glare at him but burst out into another fit of coughs. He was going blue now. Harry sighed and thumped Snape hard across the back. Severus grabbed a serviette and spat out the food into it and breathed deeply.

"Don't touch me," Severus attempted to snarl. He sounded raspy. "I didn't need your help."

"Fine," Harry snarled back, easily, "Next time I'll let you choke. It would do the world a favour!"

"Harry," Hermione sighed. Severus glared at her but turned back to Harry.

"Just like your father! You wouldn't save someone unless if you'd get something out of it!" Severus barked. Harry kicked the chair behind him and stood up angrily. Samuel reacted quickly and pulled Harry away from the ex-potions master.

"Be cool!"

"Yeah, you're right," Harry said, ignoring the black vampire, "It's a pity he stopped Moony from tearing you apart that year. It would have done the entire world a favour, including Dumbledore."

Severus fell silent as Harry pulled himself away from Samuel. Enlil glared angrily at Harry, suddenly feeling like he had to kill Harry, but Charlie held him down. Harry looked at Hermione and motioned to her he was leaving.

"See you guys around," Harry muttered, heading towards the door.

"Bye," Hermione sighed giving them all and apologetic look. Octavian stood up and grabbed a container; he quickly filled it with sushi, and followed the pair.

"Here, give this to Ron," Octavian said handing the container to Hermione.

"Thanks."

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"So how long have you known you've been a witch for?" Dean asked, leaning over Blaise to get a chocolate frog. Blaise pushed him off in annoyance and threw the box at the other black boy. "Hey Milli?"

"Thomas, I'm a pureblood," Millicent sighed, "How long do you think I've known I was a witch? And don't call me Milli."

"Okay Cent," Dean smirked; Blaise looked at him and rolled his eyes.

"Or that!" Millicent snapped, throwing a Bean at him. Dean merely picked it up and ate it. He made a face and spat it out on Blaise's leg. "urgh, nose snot!"

"Fuck!" Blaise snapped, hitting Dean across the head. "I just had this clean yesterday idiot."

"Sorry poser," Dean sniggered. Neville and Seamus burst out laughing as Draco muttered to Millicent.

"I thought we'd never find any one more annoying then Blaise," Millicent nodded, laughing as Blaise glared at the two.

"Don't make me kick both of your asses!" Blaise snarled at the two.

"Come on! I dare you too!" Draco sneered.

"Don't dare me," Blaise smirked, "Remember you daddy can't protect you."

Draco's smile fell as did his eyes. Blaise bit his lip, "Sorry Drake. Hey at least you know who your dad is?"

Draco smiled slightly, as Blaise continued, "It may be Lockhart for all I know."

"That would explain your stupidity," Millicent muttered. Blaise glared at her as the four other boys laughed.

"But you're black, he is whiter then white," Seamus pointed out.

"In case you haven't noticed," Blaise sighed, pointing at his brown skin. "Dean is ten thousand shades darker then me. So is my mum."

"So your father could be any one," Dean muttered, "Even an Asian?"

"Nah," Blaise said, "I'd have Asian eyes then wouldn't I?"

"Your eyes do slant a little though," Neville pointed out.

"Oh crap!" Blaise snapped, "That just adds more men to the fucking list."

The other teenagers laughed.

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"Hey Perce," said Bill as he walked into his younger brother's bedroom. Percy looked up from the book he was reading and smiled at his brother. The semi-werewolf's bite marks were now only faded scars, thanks to Serenity. She managed to heal them down, so that they were only marks.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," Bill smirked, "Unless if Oliver Wood visiting you is wrong?"

"He's here?" Percy said sitting up.

"He's downstairs," Bill sniggered, "Trying to escape mum."

"Oh," Percy said as he stood, "I better go save him then."

"Good luck," Bill yawned jumping onto Percy's bed. Percy gave him a look before walking to the kitchen. Oliver was standing between Fleur and Mrs Weasley struggling to finish the sandwiches Mrs Weasley prepared him.

"Hey Oliver," Percy said. Oliver turned quickly, and swallowed his mouthful.

"Perce!" He almost shouted standing up, "Thanks for the food Mrs W. Come on, Perce lets go."

"Go where?" Percy asked, as Molly attempted to continue to feed Oliver.

"Just out," Oliver said, he pushed the plate away from him. "I'm full Mrs W. The sandwiches were great. Thanks."

He grabbed Percy and dragged him to the fire place. Percy shrugged himself free, "Where are we going?"

"My apartment," Oliver said. "Bye Fleur, Mrs W."

"Be careful dears," Molly said.

Oliver faced the staircase and called out, "See ya Bill."

"Bye," Bill was heard yelling back.

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Rabastan Lestrange was bored. Not just bored, but deadly bored. He had been sitting in an empty room alone for the past week and a half after the two mudbloods escaped. It was his punishment from the Dark Lord for not killing the boys. Rabastan was quite annoyed that his brother and irritating sister-in-law were only tortured with the Crucio for a few minutes. He walked around the room for most of the time, walking into the walls one or twice but found there were neither chairs nor a bed. The room stunk with urine and faeces, some his own, the rest... well it already stunk like that before he was thrown in. The dark lord really had it in for him.

He walked over to the wall and began to bang his head hard on the wall; specks of dust fell onto his dark black hair.

"Some body kill me….bored shitless…stupid prejudice-" The door swung open, Rabastan quickly shut his mouth hoping it wasn't the dark lord. The door swung shut and a Lumos was cast. Rabastan sighed in relief when the light showed him the rat. Wormtail stood in front of the closed door sneering at him. The younger man glared at the Animagus, cursing the fact his wand was with the dark lord. "What the hell do you want?"

"Petrificus Totalus," The rat sniffed. Rabastan felt himself fall over, with a thud. His green eyes flew towards the light which was nearing him. Wormtail was now standing above him, Rabastan stiffened even more as the rat knelt beside him. "The master's decided your punishment."

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"Harry," Hermione heaved, as they walked into their home. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Harry sighed. "I just wish he wasn't such a jerk. I mean, I just pretty much saved his life, and the git didn't even say thanks."

"Did you really mean what you said?" Hermione asked. Harry shrugged.

"No," Harry muttered, "But I still hate the git."

"When did you ever like him?"

"It's not my fault!" Harry said, "It's his fault, he makes himself unlovable. At least Malfoy made a bit of an effort to befriend us this year."

Hermione laughed softly and looked up the stair case, "I wonder what Ron is doing?"

"Beats me," Harry said. "He is probably sleeping. HEY RON!"

No one replied.

"He sleeps like a troll," Hermione sighed. "Snores just as loud."

"RON!" Harry roared. Again there was no reply. Harry and Hermione gave each other significant looks and began to walk up the stairs. Slowly at first, but then a run was broken out by both. Stumbling to his door they slammed it opened and ran in.

"Ahhhhh!" Ron screamed falling off his bed. Harry and Hermione both sighed in relief and walked towards him. "What the hell was that for?"

"We thought you were dead," Hermione said sheepishly. Ron glared at the two and sighed.

"Idiots," Ron yawned.

"Have you been sleeping all that time?" Harry sniggered.

"No I was reading and then I slept," Ron said, huffily.

"What were you reading?"

"Comics," Ron shrugged.

"What's new?" Hermione snorted.

"So where is the dagger?" Ron asked.

"Here," Harry said pulling out the dagger from his pocket. He handed it to Ron who examined it.

"You know," Ron muttered, "It looks a tad bit different."

"Looks more silver right now," Hermione said, "But the 'R' is still on it."

"I wonder if Serenity remembered the spell," Harry sighed, "It's been about a week."

"I'll destroy it later," Harry sighed, "I'm going to bed."

"Same," Hermione yawned.

"G'night," Ron yawned.

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"Okay," Percy said walking into Oliver's room. "I told mum I was staying over for the night."

"Cool," Oliver grinned, "You want the bed or the couch?"

"I'll take the couch," Percy smiled. Oliver flicked his wand at the couch, it transfigured to a four-post curtained bed. Percy sat on it staring at the Scotsman. Oliver stared back and poked his tongue out childishly. Percy rolled his eyes and hide under the covers. He rolled onto his side and closed his eyes. "Good night Oliver."

"Night P-P-P-Perce," Oliver yawned deeply. "Sleep tight."

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Octavian leaned over the couch to the table, and grabbed the control. He switched the TV off and stood up. He began to walk towards the staircase when he saw a peeved Charlie walking down them. "What's wrong?"

"Dad's locked us out," Enlil muttered leaning over the rails to stare at the vampire.

"Go sleep in Halle's old room," Octavian muttered, "It's the room with the only black door."

"Okay," Enlil said walking slowly up the stairs to the door.

"You can go to Charlie," Octavian said, "I'll talk to that imbecile."

"Don't call him that," Charlie said. Octavian shrugged and walked up the stairs. Charlie disappeared after his son. Once the vampire reached the door, he rapped on it. Not receiving an answer he attempted to open the door but found it locked. He sighed and walked straight the door. He smiled inwardly when Severus jumped at seeing him walk out of thin air through a door.

"How did you do that?"

"I'm a vampire," Octavian muttered. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Severus said.

"So then why did you lock your son and wife out?"

"She- I mean he is not my wife," Severus snapped.

"Why did you lock them out?" Octavian repeated.

"I wanted to be alone," Severus said stubbornly.

"Well you are being ridiculous," Octavian exclaimed, "Your son is about to die and you throw him out of the room. You should want to spend every second with him and Charlie. I understand you are angry about what Harry said to you, but you started it any way!"

The Half-blood Prince was stunned, not knowing what to say, though he finally found his voice and snapped, "I did not!"

"Don't say that," Octavian hissed, Severus gave him an odd look. "Sorry but it reminds me of Serenity. It's annoying."

"Why do you even care any way?" Severus asked, changing back to the first subject.

"I'm your uncle," Octavian said, sharply, "I have to care. Besides, Charlie is my ancestor, and I won't see him get hurt."

"What do you mean Charlie-?"

"One of my daughter's married a man named Weasley, the surname survived for generations, as most of the children born were boys," Octavian cut off, "Ginny was the first girl in quite a while. As for my other daughter she married a Potter."

"Potter's greatest grandfather?" Severus asked.

"I'm his greatest grand-father," Octavian corrected. "Other then my father, and his father and his father-"

"That means Charlie and I are distantly related," Severus mused cutting Octavian off, "It means your also Enlil's greatest grandfather."

"Yeah," Octavian muttered.

"Then why doesn't he ever call you grandpa or something like he does with Serenity?" Severus asked.

"I'm not sure actually," Octavian said, "Though I do not like the word Gantir that much anyway."

"Where are Charlie and Enlil?" Severus asked, unconsciously picking up Ziggy and cuddling him.

"In Halle's room,"

"Blaise's mother?" Severus asked, "She lives here?"

"Yes," Octavian said. "though she doesn't anymore; she brought her own home years ago when Blaise was born."

"Do you know who his father is?" Severus asked. Octavian shrugged. "I believe nobody does."

"Poor Blaise," Octavian smirked. "He'll find out the day he dies. Hopefully that won't be recently."

"I agree," Severus muttered. He suddenly snapped, "I'm related to the Potters!"

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Blue eyes slowly fluttered open, as Percy Weasley attempted to turn in his bed. He found himself stopped by two arms which were tightly holding. He was lying on his left side with Oliver Wood behind him. He blushed furiously when Oliver began to suck on his earlobe. He went even redder when he realised Oliver was shirtless.

"Oliver," Percy squeaked. The Quidditch player ignored him and continued to have his dream. Percy moaned when Oliver began to grind his hips against Percy's rear. The other man was hard, too hard for Percy's likings. He attempted to push himself away from the larger man, but then found Oliver's leg snake around his hips. "OLIVER!"

The other boy jumped with a start but didn't release Percy. Instead he held him tighter and snuggled into Percy's neck. "Oliver."

"Yeah babe," Oliver whispered, huskily.

"Get the hell off me," Percy snapped. Oliver leaned up and gaped when he saw Percy laying half under and half next to him. He jumped of the bed and landed flat on his butt on the cold ground.

"Sorry Percy," Oliver whispered humiliation evident in his tone. He scurried of into the bathroom with out another word. Percy sat up to hear the door close and lock. He slid out of the bed, and grabbed his muggle jeans and a white polo shirt. He slid out of his PJ pants and slid into his shirt. He stared at the locked door and walked over slowly, he knocked on the white door and waiting for an answer.

"Go away," Oliver snapped from inside. Percy sighed and rapped again.

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Harry, Hermione and Ron stared at one another. It felt odd to be going back to Hogwarts once more. For Harry it felt the strangest, not only was he going to be taught, he would have to teach that night as well.

"Okay," Harry sighed, "It's now or never."

The two others nodded. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The three disappeared from the Hollow.

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"Harry, Ron and Hermione are gonna be here today," Blaise said pulling of his pyjama shirt.

"Nice pack," Dean commented as he slid into his robes. He was referring to the six-pack Blaise had carved into his stomach.

"Thank you," Blaise grinned, as he posed a little, flexing his arms in different positions.

"Ginny was right about you," Neville grinned. "You are a poser."

"But I'm a sexy poser," Blaise said, still flexing. "Where is the mirror when you need it?"

"You are an egotistical maniac," Draco muttered still lying in his bed. "Lockhart may just be your father."

"Shut up," Blaise said, his arms dropping. "That's just appalling; but I think I might ask my mum any way. Knowing her…"

"I'm going down," Seamus smirked, "I'm starving, see you guys down there."

"Okay," Dean said. Seamus left without another word.

"I'm gonna go down to then," Neville said following Seamus. Draco sat up and grabbed his robes. He walked towards the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

"So," Blaise smirked staring at a fully dressed Dean.

"So what?"

"What was your reaction when you found out you were a wizard?" Blaise asked. Dean gave him a look, it wasn't the question he was expected.

"Shocked," Dean said, "My mum knew I would have been a wizard but she never told be until I got the letter."

"Wait," Blaise muttered, "How would your mum know if you were a wizard? She's a muggle isn't she?"

"Yeah," Dean smiled, "But my dad was a wizard, he left my mum and me when I was one or something. He said he had to fight in the war. Never came back."

"Guess we both have something in common then," Blaise sighed. "No idea who our daddies are, or if they are alive."

"Tell me about it," Dean smiled softly. "I'm gonna go."

"I'll come with you," Blaise said, "Draco takes forever, by the time he puts his wig on and make up."

Dean laughed as Blaise walked to the bathroom door, "Drake, me and Dean are going down okay."

"Alright," Draco called from inside. Blaise motioned to Dean to follow him. The two black boys walked out of the Gryffindor dormitories.

Half an hour later Draco finally walked out of the bathroom and left to the common room. He was the only person inside the large room, as all had left for the Hall. He headed to the door and opened it, only to find himself being dragged back in by Crabbe, Goyle and a few of the sixth year Slytherins.

"What the hell are you doing?" He snarled as he was thrown into the common room. He landed unceremoniously on his back. He sat up to find Markus Flint's younger brother Matthew kick him hard in the head. He fell back down and held his head in pain. "Fuck off!"

Another sharp kick was delivered to his side, as the six Slytherins cheered. He couldn't believe this, how the hell did no one see them standing by the Gryffindor rooms when they all left to go to the Hall. Some one had to be in here, hopefully.

"HELP!" Draco shouted, just before another kick was delivered to his head. Every thing went blank.

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"Look, he's awaking," Some ones voice said. Draco's blue eyes fluttered open weakly, to find two first years looking at him. A girl and boy. "Are you okay mister?"

"Ugggh," Draco groaned, pushing himself up, he raised a brow when he saw the six Slytherins unconscious on the ground together on a heap. Another first year was pulling Crabbe onto the pile, Draco blinked did he just see Slytherin robes. "What the hell?"

"They attacked you," the girl said pointing at the knocked out Slytherins, "Drusus, Ayden and I helped you."

"Thanks," Draco moaned rubbing his head. He slowly stood up, "We better get these idiots out of here. Actually what are you doing here?"

He was pointed at the Slytherin, "She's my sister. She told me she was in trouble so I came."

"Twins? How'd she tell-?"

"Telepathy," both said together.

"You two better not be like the Weasley Twins," Draco muttered, limping over to the Slytherins. He pulled Goyle up with difficulty and began to drag him towards the exit. Drusus helped Draco by grabbing Goyle's left arm and Draco pulled his right. Drusilla and Ayden followed by grabbing Crabbe.

"This guy's heaver then a dragon," Ayden heaved. Drusus smirked slightly as Draco and Drusilla sniggered loudly.

"How did you three knock them out?"

"Stupefied the six of them," Drusilla moaned. They finally reached the portrait door; Draco pushed it open to find all the seventh year Gryffindors, the Golden Trio, Blaise and Theodore Nott staring at him in surprise.

"You're okay?" Blaise asked. Draco nodded, looking confused, "Theo told me their little plan and Harry saw it on his school map. Moronic Map or something like that."

"Marauders," Hermione smiled.

"What happened?"

"I was about to leave to go eat when they dragged my back into the common room," Draco snarled, glaring at the six fallen boys. "When my father hears…."

He fell silent, and rolled his eyes. "Sorry, just a habit I developed as a child."

Harry sniggered, "As a child?"

"I use to say it to my mother," Draco muttered, "Not that it helped achieve any thing. Can we go eat? I'm starving, and my back hurts."

"Why are you complaining?" Drusus snapped. "You're twice the size of us. And we had to carry the heavy ones; you only carried the tall ones."

"You helped me carry them!" Draco exclaimed.

"You threw them on me and pulled at their robes," Drusus said, "I did all the heavy work."

"Lying little git," Draco smiled. Harry gave Ron and Hermione an 'I believe him' look. He turned to Theodore Nott, "How'd you know what they were up to?"

"I heard them planning it all last night," Theo shrugged. "They pretty much shouted it to the whole common room."

"I heard them too," Drusus said rubbing his back. "They're like a pack of hyenas, with a monkey-like appearance and the weight of an elephant."

The elder seventh years all laughed.

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"We have potions first, then Defence, a break, Transfiguration, Charms and our final break," Hermione said. "Defence is with Slytherin and so is Transfiguration. Charms is with Hufflepuff."

"Oh good we have Serenity first," Ron said. "I wonder what we will do in potions."

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"Poly-juice potion," Serenity said, "It will take a month to brew, but while we wait we can brew other potions. I want you to work in pairs. Get to work."

Her small class nodded, and began their potions. Serenity ignored them for the rest of the lesson, while flipping through a muggle magazine. Harry didn't dare ask her what magazine it was!

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"Good morning every one," Remus said cheerfully. "How are you all?"

He got the reaction he was expecting, cheerful answers from the Gryffindors and moans from the Slytherins. "Now today we shall be learning about the different vampire tribes. This will span over a few weeks. Next week, however you shall be taught by Ms Eden as I will be unavailable for reasons you all know."

One of the Slytherin's coughed loudly distinctively saying the word 'half-breed' in the process. The Slytherins laughed as the Gryffindors sneered at them.

"Thank you," Remus said cheerfully. "Though I'd be careful not to say that around any of the vampires or our centaurs or Hagrid, unless if you wish to leave Hogwarts with bite marks, hooves marks and giant marks."

The Gryffindors plus Millicent, Draco and Blaise laughed delightfully. Theodore, who sat beside Millicent, smirked slightly.

"Now onto the lesson," Remus smiled, as the Slytherins glared daggers at him..

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"Mr Malfoy," Draco looked up to find Livia walking into the Common Room. He was sitting alone in a corner reading a book, while his friends sat around Ron and Blaise who were playing chess one more. "I heard you were attacked by a few of the Slytherins. Are you okay?"

"Yes miss," Draco answered, he still had a few bruises here and there on his body. There were two visibly noticeable bruises on his face and neck, though Serenity healed both the moment he entered Potions.

"Care to tell me who attacked you?" Livia asked.

"Crabbe, Goyle and some of the Sixth years," Draco said. "But don't let them know I told you please! It's too embarrassing! They'll think I'm a coward."

"Calm down," Livia said, smiling softly, "I'll just have to give them a detention for some thing else."

"Oh okay," Draco muttered, he looked around to see his class mates were too focused on chess game to notice his tiny outburst. Livia turned to face the students and smirked.

"Shouldn't you lot be studying?" She asked. The entire group jumped, none had actually noticed her enter the room. Hermione looked like she had just killed someone accidentally. "What are you all doing any way?"

"Playing chess," Seamus answered. "But I suppose we should be studying?"

"Definitely," Livia smiled, "Not that I ever studied, or attempted to when I was in school."

The students laughed, except for Hermione. "How did you pass your NEWTS then?"

"I remembered every thing all the things from our classes," Livia shrugged.

"Like what?" Ron asked as they packed up the chess set. He won five games in a row, much to Blaise's annoyance.

"Anything," Livia said, "I have a great memory. Never forget anything."

"I wish I could say the same for me," Neville muttered.

"You're Frank and Alice Longbottom's son?" Livia asked, he nodded. "They were a few years above us. I was a first year when they were fourth years. They were quite funny, the both of them. Frank use to give a few ideas to James Potter and Sirius Black to use for their infamous pranks."

"Can you tell us one," Lavender Brown asked. Livia smiled, baring her sharp teeth in the process.

"I can tell you some of the pranks they played on me and some of the other girls in Slytherins," She shrugged; the entire group sat around her and listened intently. "One of the pranks that stick out the most was when the two managed to slip fluoro pink hair die into my shampoo."

The group burst out laughing. "I looked like a raspberry in uniform and as you can imagine that didn't sit to well with Professor McGonagoll."

They all sniggered and Parvati asked, "What did she do?"

"Well she gave Sirius and James detention for the whole time my hair was pink and took twenty points of Gryffindor," Livia shrugged, "Which got on my nerves seeing as I was in their house also."

"How long was your hair pink for?" Dean asked.

"About a month," Livia answered, "I grew quite fond of it after a while, and I was fairly disappointed when it faded out."

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"Hello everyone," Harry said. He was standing in front of more then half of the population of the student body. No body wanted to miss the first DA meeting. Other then Blaise, Draco, Millicent, Theodore Nott and Drusus Zaiden, not one of the Slytherins had come along. Drusus began to follow Theodore around but the older boy didn't mind, knowing that if he didn't allow the first year to stay with him, he'd probably get bullied by Crabbe and Goyle. He had caught them attempted to beat him up and stopped them. "Welcome to the very first Dumbledore's Army meeting. While you are all here you'll learn different jinxes, hexes and spells. Alright will you all split up in groups of six? Try to mix up your years and houses a little. We are going to be practising the basic spells today, such as disarming, and stunning."

There was a moan among the elder years. Harry smirked slightly. "I know most of you know these spells, but the younger years have to know these spells as well. The second years had Umbridge in their first, and we all know how well that went."

Laughter broke out in the Hall as Serenity stuck her finger down her throat in disgust. "Any way, that's the reason I want the groups to be of mixed age. I think if the older years help the younger years we'll move on much faster. Any way split into the smaller groupers and you can all start. My self, the professors, the head students plus Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger will be walking around helping you all."

By the end of the lessons more then half of the population of the DA had mastered Petrificus Totalus, Stupefy and Expelliarmus. Harry found that Drusus had a rare skill with his magic; he managed to stun all five other people in his group with two stunning spells only. Professor Lupin was impressed enough to give him twenty-five points to Slytherin. Half an hour before the lesson ended Ms Dumbledore finally arrived and awarded fifty points to each house for excellent participation.

Professor Eden began a game in which the students had to stun her, in the last twenty minutes. She was making lewd remarks to every one, in attempt to encourage the students. Her vulgar remarks attracted Peeves, who began to play pranks on many of the students, one of the third year Hufflepuffs found his underwear hanging from one of the chandeliers. The hall erupted into laughter as Mr Filch tried to throw the poltergeist out of the hall. A few minutes left till the end of the lesson Serenity was still running around insulting every one; when McGonagoll and Livia double-teamed her and stunned her both together. Moments later Serenity was lying on her back muttering that, "teachers don't get points."

"That was brilliant every one!" Harry said, once the laughter died down, and Serenity stood up shooting death stares at the two other teachers. "We will have this again next week at the same time. I'm looking forward to seeing you again."

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"Hey mum," Bill called as he walked into the kitchen, "Is Perce back yet?"

"Yes he came back last night," Molly said, sounding worried, "He didn't come down for dinner last night or breakfast today. He's locked his door, I tried entering but he's blocked my spell."

"I'll go talk to him, mum," Bill assured.

"Oh, thank you dear," Molly said, sounding relieved. Bill grabbed himself a handful of cookies and headed up to Percy's bedroom.

"Hey Perce, open the door," He said, munching on a cookie and banging on the door. There was no answer from inside, "Come on Percy. I just want to talk. I have cookies!"

"Go away," Percy replied.

"Come on Percy, I have cookies, freshly cooked mum-made chocolate chip cookies," Bill said, beginning to drool.

"Go away," Percy muttered from inside.

"Please Percy," Bill pleaded, "If I eat all of the yummy cookies, well, one you wont get any, and two; Fleur will kill me. Come on Perce I just wanna talk. I can go get Charlie, if you want. He'll know what to do."

He heard a clicking sound from the door. Bill turned the knob and pushed it open. He walked in and closed the door behind him. "What's wrong, Percy?"

"Nothing," Percy muttered.

"Here, have some cookies," Bill said, handing his brother the food. Percy took it and munched slowly on the sweet, "So do you want to tell me what's wrong? Mum's worried about you."

"Nothing," Percy murmured, again.

"Is it about Wood? Cause I can kill him if you like?" Bill said, softly sitting beside his brother.

"No, don't kill him," Percy muttered.

"So it was him?" Bill asked. Percy nodded, "What did he do?"

"Does it matter?" Percy sniffed.

"It matters to me," Bill snapped, "I want an effing answer now, Perce. If he hurt you, I want to now. He hasn't got the right to hurt my little brother. Now tell me what he did or said."

Percy sighed, knowing his brother was far too stubborn to give up, damn Weasley Gene. Percy stared at the half eaten cookie in his hand, and whispered, "He called me a faggot."

"HE DID WHAT?" Bill shouted, at the top of his lungs. The attic Ghoul above them began to howl. "I'm gonna kill him. I'm going to cut his balls off and make him eat them! That stupid son of a bitch!"

Percy stared at his fuming brother. As per usual, Bill's genes came into play. His face turned into a tomato as his ears lit up in furious flames.

"It doesn't matter," Percy muttered again. Bill grew even redder if possible.

"Doesn't matter?" He repeated in a low hiss. "DOESN'T MATTER? WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT DOESN'T MATTER? WHO THE HELL IS HE TO TREAT YOU LIKE THIS?"

"It was my fault," Percy sniffed; Bill stared at his brother and sighed before sitting beside him. He breathed in deeply to control his rising temper.

"What do you mean it was your fault?" Bill asked softly. "Are you gay?"

"No," Percy said quickly, as though he was scared of Bill's reaction.

"Wouldn't matter anyway," Bill said, "It wouldn't make me, or anyone else, in this house love you less. Any way, what happened?"

"I stayed over last night because he asked me to," Percy said, as he began to weep, "He transfigured his couch to a bed so I could sleep there. But in the morning when I woke up he was sleeping with me. He had his legs wrapped around me. When I woke him up so I could get up he ran into the bathroom acting embarrassed. I tried to talking him out of the bathroom, but he ignored me. So I went and hand breakfast and read a few books. He still didn't come out so I opened the door with my wand and he was sitting on the toilet glaring at me. I asked him what was wrong, and that's when he called me a faggot."

Percy began to sob in his brothers arms as Bill began to grind his teeth, "That stupid wanker! He slips into your bed and he has the nerve to call you a poof. I'll fucking kill him!"

Bill pushed his brother off him and stood up and storm out of the room. Percy jumped after him and pleaded for him to forget it.

"No way!" Bill snarled, "I'm gonna kill him."

He stormed his way down to the floo network and past his mother and wife.

"Where are you going dear?" Molly asked as Bill stood in the fire with a handful of dust.

"I'm going to kill Oliver Wood!" Bill growled, throwing the dust. "Oliver Wood's residents!"

He disappeared with a green flash as his mother gaped. "Why on earth is he going to kill Oliver?"

"It's okay, mum," Percy said stepping into the fire, "I'll stop him."

"Tell 'im not to get any blood on 'is shirt!" Fleur said, as Percy disappeared after his brother.

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Next Chappie: Will Percy stop Bill in time? Just what is Oliver's problem? Harry decides not to destroy the dagger yet. Enlil grows older and Severus begins to drift away from him. More on the mysterious vampire and Rabastan. Serenity begins to annoy Voldemort in ways unimaginable…

Hehe… Hows every one likin the story…I have a prequel to this story on it's called roughly as he could…it ties in with Oliver's problem…but I wouldn't advise reading it until the next chapter is up…

I cant remember if the word faggot is an American word for gay or if its also British…I usually just say gay and sometimes fruit loop when im refereeing to as gay person (no offence to my gay readers…) Any way…I used that word cuz it strikes me as the harshest way to insult a homosexual…and if you're a homophobe shame on you! What will life be without slash in Fanfiction!

I'd like to thank Kazforlupin for her review…I agree Serenity is my fav character out of the ones I made and she is a bitch…but I wouldn't call her that cuz she hates dogs…vampires…I cant wait to see what she does to Voldie in the next chapter.

I don't own hp or Eddie Murphy….but I do wish I had a donkey that could talk…but not as much as donkey! My stupid sister is bad enough…

Is any one actually reading this right now…doubt it!

Peace and Chicken Grease

Afro!