September 1st arrived.

"Lizz! Did you put all of your books in your trunk?" I yelled at her, while trying to make us a short breakfast.

"Yeah mum, just not my Standard Spellbook Grade 1!" Lizz replied in a panicked voice.

"Try checking under the couch!"

A few seconds later Lizz yelled. "Got it!"

I placed the eggs, bacon and toast on a plate and called Lizz.

"Aw mum! Why no pancakes?" she wined. She put on her best pout!

"You know that takes more time then we have!"

Grudgingly, she began eating and I did too. We finished quickly and headed towards our fireplace. The plan was to floo to King's Cross Station. A secret fireplace had been put there so that people could more easily get to the train station. With our trunks, shrunken and feather light in our pockets, we went on our way.

"King's Cross Station" Lizz yelled and I followed suit. When I stepped out of the fireplace, I saw that we were in some kind of shack. It was full of Wizards and Witches trying to get out. I grabbed Lizz' hand and tried to get through the masses of people. People were yelling at each other and bumped into everyone. This particularly wizard bumped into me, accidentally shoving me painfully. I was thrown backwards by it and lost Lizz' hand.

"Lizz!" I called out for her. Vaguely I heard someone yell 'mum'.

I made my way to the exit and couldn't be more relieved to be outside. I looked around trying to find the little girl with strawberry blonde hair. Everyone was rushing to the train and I couldn't find her! I started to panic!

"LIZZ! Lizz! where are you?" I yelled above the crowd. A few head turned and their eyes grew wide. I looked down. It seemed that this way of finding Lizz wasn't the best, because people saw me and recognized me. The few people that saw, turned to whoever their with and started speaking rapidly in hushed voices. I sighed. People would know in no time that I wasn't dead. That realization brought back another question...

Voldemort would soon know that I'm not dead...what will he do? I had no time pondering that question, because I suddenly saw Lizz. She was looking scared and looking around trying to find me.

"Lizz!" I yelled just loud enough for her to hear me. She turned and looked immensely relieved when she saw me.

"Mum!" She cried out and began running towards me. I held out my arms and she rushed into them.

"I thought I lost you!" She sobbed.

"Well, well, well...the littlest Weasley going after her mother? Who would've thought?" A cold voice said, making me look up.

Draco Malfoy, believed (by almost everyone) to be a Death Eater. Finished school and was not seen by anyone again. Some say he's in the highest circle of the Death Eaters and some say that he betrayed the Dark Lord by not choosing ANY sides. Neither the Dark or the Light one. Staying in gray zone. A month after he finished his seventh year, he got arrested by aurors and had a trial, because he was suspected to have killed the thirteen children at the Massacre of Grenouille (wizarding town). He was (for some reason) never imprisoned. The judge said that it was. because there was a lack of evidence. (not to mention an eight year old, who saw the whole thing, survived and testified against him)

I was so stunned to see him there that I didn't say anything. Lizz grabbed my hand as if afraid I would go away any minute.

"Read in the papers that your family died three months ago! And yet, you're still alive! What'd you do? Ran away? How...weasel-ish of you!" he drawled as if making pleasant small talk.

I was livid! How dare he insult me like that when HE was the one accused of murdering thirteen children!

"Well...if it isn't Malfoy! Killed any children lately?"

Not the greatest comeback of all times, but...can't complain.

His silver eyes flashed dangerously.

"Not enough evidence Weasel! But watch your tongue, because otherwise you'll have to watch your back..." he hissed. "And her's too" He pointed at Lizz.

Lizz shrunk back and I stepped in front of her.

"If you do ANYTHING to her I will castrate you in such a way that you will no longer be able to produce some 'thing' to carry on your stupid name and not only that, but I'll curse you so that there won't be anything left to produce anything...go it!" I said with venom in my voice.

We glared at each other and looked away at the same time, going our different ways.

"Don't worry Lizz, he won't do anything to you" I said soothingly. Lizz relaxed a bit, but said nothing.

What a great way to start the year

As we boarded te train I said goodbye to Lizz. She looked at me with fear.

"I have to go to the teachers compartment Lizz...why don't you try and find some other first years? They are new too and then you can make friends!" I said cheerfully. Lizz nodded and went on her way.

I turned and walked to the compartment. I pondered...why was Malfoy here? Had he already produced a child and was sending it to Hogwarts? That's not possible...he is only a year older then me so he would be nineteen and so if he had a child it should have been conceived when he was eight...

That's impossible...so why was he here then?

I opened the door to the compartment and stepped in. A few familiar faces. Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and some others that she recognized. Also a few that she didn't.

I sat down on the bench and looked around. Why aren't we beginning? I thought. Dumbledore (as if reading my mind) spoke up.

"There is only one person that we are waiting for" he explained.

As if on cue, the door slid open to reveal...

(Surprise, Surprise)

Draco Malfoy.

Severus stood up. "Ah...my other apprentice to become a Potionsmaster" he said.

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