Dylan looked from Cassie to Orion, who coincidentally looked a lot like the actor who portrayed his father, making him damn sexy. But still, Cassie wouldn't, couldn't, pick Orion over her friends and almost family. Or would she?

"Keep dreaming Malfoy! They day I become friends with you is the day when Blast-Ended Skrewts fly, in other words, never going to happen!" Cassie told Orion. Orion looked only slightly flustered.

"All right then, Potter or as my father would call you Potty. Have it your way." and he walked off to join the Slytherin table, sitting next to two Slytherin girls. Something rose inside Dylan's body as she saw Orion flirt with the two girls.

"Anger, that's it. You can't actually like that great se-ugly git." Dylan told herself. Cassie turned back to the others, who looked just as angry as she did. Aly had squeezed herself in between Dylan and Melanie.

"I can't believe him! The idiot! Who does he think he is? Calling Adriane and Zack mudbloods?" she raved on. Everyone present, even Zack, Adriane and Dylan knew what a mudblood was. A very, very offensive term for someone who was muggle born.

"Aly, just settle down..." Adriane tried to calm her down. But there was no calming down of Fred or George Weasley's daughters.

"Calm down? Adriane, do you know what a mudblood is?" Melanie asked. Adriane nodded.

"Yes, I think everyone here has either wizard parents or has read Harry Potter." Adriane said. Aly and Melanie looked at each other and grinned.

"Well, Melanie, I think we know now who we can test dad's new products on!" Aly said, pulling out a carton of what looked like to be candy.

"What? You're going to sabotage Malfoy with candy?" Cassie asked.

"Well, if you're going to use candy, can I have some?" Zack asked reaching out, but Melanie stopped him.

"I wouldn't Zack, these are Troll Treats. You know the Skiving Snackboxes our dads' made? Well, these work just like the snackboxes. Now, you see they are colour coded. If you eat the blue end," Melanie said pointing at the blue piece Aly was about to eat. "You'll speak troll." Aly tried to say something, but no one could understand her. All they could make out was grunts and odd hand gestures.

"Now, if you eat the red half." Melanie said as Aly shoved the red half into her mouth.

"You speak regular English again, or French or Spanish or whatever you speak." Aly said when she could finally speak a language that all could understand.

"Wow!"

"Brilliant!"

"Cool!"

"Awesome!"

"Ha! Malfoy won't know what he has coming!" The group laughed. Aly and Melanie bowed mockingly.

"Thank you, thank you! For a demonstration of the Troll Treats, please come to the Great Hall tonight at dinner. Mel and I plan to go down to the kitchen and ask the House Elves oh-so politely to put a dozen boxes of these in the Slytherin's food." Aly said.

"But will they agree to that?" Adriane asked. Melanie nodded.

"Yeah, house elves are very persuasive. Except, you can't let Professor Granger catch you. She loves house elves. She has this whole organization called spew." Cassie shook her head.

"No, its S.P.E.W. Society for the Protection of Elfish Welfare. She bored me all last summer." Cassie said. Lisa sniggered.

"You spend the holidays with teachers?" she asked. Zack rolled his eyes

"Long story." Cassie said. She turned to Dylan "Well, I gotta go, I have Mali's detention, remember?" She rolled her eyes "See you." Cassie stood up and walked out of the Great Hall.

"What did she get detention for?" Aly asked.

"She just insulted Mali in class." Zack said. "Now, she has to sort out all of her History of Magic books." Aly sighed.

"Ahhh...don't you hate it when the good ones go bad? Shame...shame. Well, c'mon Mel, if we want to persuade those house elves, we might want to go down to the kitchens now." She and Melanie stood up and walked out of the Great Hall after Cassie. Adriane looked at the other three.

"I've got to go, homework, you know...Slughorn gave us loads. See you in the common room?" she said, getting up.

"Yeah, we've got homework too, coming Dylan?" Zack asked. Dylan nodded

"Yeah, want to come, Lisa?" Dylan asked.

"Sure, I still need to do that Transfiguration homework for McGonagall." Lisa said remembering. "I wonder is Lane will help me. She's a wiz at Transfiguration." she said. The three headed off for the Ravenclaw common room, Lisa taking Cassie's place.

When Cassie arrived back at the common room a little before dinner, she looked very angry.

"All while I was sorting her stupid books," Zack looked offended when she called books this. "Oh, grow up Zack, anyway all while I was sorting her books, she kept on saying things like 'So, how does it made you feel to think your father's lied to you all these years? No wonder you mum left him, yes left him Potter. Your mum's too good of a witch to get lost." Cassie called Professor Mali a lot of names that greatly upset Zack.

"Cassie, I know Mali is a bit..."

"Evil?" Cassie suggested.

"Right, I know she's a bit evil, but don't do anything irrational. You don't want another detention." Dylan said, patting her arm. "Anyway, there's an owl for you," she said, pointing to the window.

"It might be from dad!" Cassie said, rushing to open the window. Hedwig hooted and held out her leg for Cassie to untie the letter on her leg. Cassie did so and brought the letter into the common room, while Hedwig flew off for the Owlery. Cassie read the letter over and gave it to Dylan to read.

Dear Cassie,

I am sorry I didn't tell you about your mother's disappearance. I didn't want to frighten you, but I forgot about the Daily Prophet. I should have known Rita Skeeter would have wrote an article. But ignore everything in the article. Rita Skeeter twists everything anyone says. I will keep you updated so you won't read any lies in the Prophet.

Love,

Dad

"Good, now I don't have to read the awful lies that Skeeter woman writes." Cassie said, sighing in relief.

"What's wrong with her?" Zack asked. Cassie rolled her eyes.

"Well, when my dad was in fourth year, he gave her an interview about being a Triwizard Champion. But instead, she published a story about what a tragic little hero he was and how he loves Professer Granger which is rubbish. C'mon, let's go to dinner. I want to see Aly and Mel's Troll Treats. I hope Orion gets one."

Dinner that night, was a very enjoyable affair. Aly and Melanie's Troll Treats proved to be a success. Half of the Slytherin house was in the Hospital Wing that night, as Madam Pomfry desperately tried to find a potion to restore their proper tongue. Melanie Weasley took her bow in the safety of the Ravenclaw common room.

"Troll Treats are 15 sickles a box at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes! A bargain!" she told the crowd. She took orders for the next half an hour before she had a chance to talk to Cassie, Dylan and Zack.

"Dad'll be pleased! I must've gotten over 30 gallons!" she told them excitedly.

"Well, of course! That's a brilliant piece of magic!" Zack said, earnestly.

"Well, I'm going to go up to bed. Quidditch practice tomorrow." she said, heading up the stairs. "Coming Cassie? Dylan?"

"Yeah, I think I'll go to bed too." Dylan said "'Night Zack." She and Cassie followed Melanie up the stairs and into their dormitory. As Dylan got into her pajamas, she noticed Cassie was looking at a small picture. It was of her mum.

"You miss her a lot, don't you?" Dylan asked softly. Cassie nodded and slipped into bed.

"'Night Dylan."

"Night."