Wow! I have another reviewer! Thanks american-born-confused-desi for the suggestions, I'm gonna try them out and I've added in my summary that the story starts in third year. Also, thanks to hotredhead once again for the encouraging review; you are too kind. It took me a while on this one cuz I'm not sure of exactly what I want.

This chapter is dedicated to punksummers, for putting this story on his or her favorite list. Thanx.

Now, on with the story.

"Potter! Potter! Wake up!" Mina jolted awake to see the mediwitch standing over her. "How are you feeling?"

Mina sat up in her bed and took a few deep breaths before turning to the elder woman watching her. "I suppose I feel better than before." Sure, Mina's health was better than before, but she most certainly did not feel well enough to face everyone who saw her that day and those who may have heard a twisted version of the event.

Madam Pomfrey quickly examined Mina, looking here, looking there, coming so close to Mina's face their eyelashes nearly touched as she stared into the dark, endless eyes of the young girl. When the frisky mediwitch was at last satisfied by Mina's physical condition, she allowed her to leave.

It was still quite early and no one seemed to be awake yet. Mina was usually a brisk walker, but she took this opportunity of solitude to stroll through the halls and simply take in the setting of this new chapter in her life's story. She stopped at a picture that caught her eye. It was a picture of what appeared to be a witch- dark and elegant- and a wizard- charming and hansom- standing near a window and they were looking deep into each other's eyes, when the man turned to see Mina and he frowned and closed the curtains to shield this romance from the eyes of naïve, immature students. Mina smiled and moved on through the "Hall of Life's Chapters" as she dubbed it. There was a portrait of a young woman surrounded by children as she simply watched them play, then she turned to Mina and smiled. She had a sweet smile. She had brown, curly hair and rosy cheeks and red lips that were fixed in that sweet smile of hers.

Mina's watch began to chime and she glanced at it and began to sprint down the hall and disappeared into another corridor that led to the Gryffindor commonroom.

Draco Malfoy had been awakened by a recurring dream of him, once again, being saved by Mina. It was still quite early and no one was awake yet, but he decided he could not fall back asleep. He quietly slipped out of his dormitory leaving Crabbe and Goyle snoring and Blaise muttering in his slumber. "You're so pretty, Pansy. Why don't you come sit by me." Draco smirked at the thought of what Blaise might be dreaming about.

He made his way down the cold steps and into the commonroom. The fire was ablaze and he saw his coat resting on an armchair near the fireplace. He picked up the coat then tossed it aside and sat in the chair. When he glanced back at the coat he noticed a piece of parchment protruding from the pocket. He stood immediately remembering he had worn that coat when he had encountered Mina in the owlery yesterday morning. He grabbed the jacket and pulled out the letter. He had taken the letter from his owl after Mina and Snape had left. It bore the Malfoy crest in the corner and was addressed to him. A letter from home. Draco thought to himself as he seated himself in front of the fire once again and began reading the fine handwriting he recognized to be his father's.

Draco,

I am aware of the new star at Hogwarts. Mina Jane Potter. Yes, indeed. I presume you are aware that she is Harry Potter's cousin. Mina's mother was Harry's father's younger sister. We all wondered what had become of Mina after her father betrayed the Dark Lord and allowed Mina and her mother to escape. I have also heard rumors that she possesses a great and terrible power. Draco, I want you to describe this girl to me. Describe this power of hers. Have you witnessed anything strange about this girl? She is the daughter of two traitors. She is Harry Potter's cousin. Both traitors to the Dark Lord and Potters are enemies of the Malfoy's. Report to me every detail you have learned about our new project- Mina Jane Potter.

Lucius Malfoy

Draco didn't even bother to read the P.S. his father had written towards the bottom of the letter before he jumped from his seat and went to the table on the other side of the commonroon. He sat down at the table and picked up a quill and parchment that his father had so "kindly" provided for the Slytherin commonroom. Draco quickly dipped his quill into the bottle of ink next to him and began scribbling furiously as a smirk slowly crept up his face with every word. This went on for a few minutes as Draco continued pressing his quill onto the parchment without ever pausing. When he finally did come to a stop, he sat back in his chair and his eyes slowly rose from the half-finished letter in front of him to the window. He flicked his quill in his hand as he watched the dark form of the trees swaying in the wind, first to the right, then the wind suddenly shifted its direction and the trees began gently swaying to the left.

Draco's eyelids became heavy as his smirk relaxed into a goofy smile. He leaned forward once again and resumed writing. His quill glided across the parchment and he rested his chin in his left hand as he wrote effortlessly. Draco looked up once in a while to look out the window as the sky became bluer with light. However, if one were see Draco at the moment, it would be apparent to the observer that Draco was no longer looking at the swaying trees-he saw something else.

Suddenly, someone changed the channel. Draco was interrupted by the sound of heavy footsteps. He turned around to see Crabbe and Goyle making their way down the stairs. "What are you doing, Draco?" Goyle curiously asked. Realization consumed Draco and he quickly scribbled his name at the bottom and jumped from the warm, plush chair and raced up the cold, wooden stairs. Crabbe and Goyle exchanged a glance, shrugged and continued down the stairs.

Upstairs, Draco burst into his dormitory, causing Blaise to squeal in fright. Draco went passed Blaise- who quickly tried to pull his trousers on- and made his way to his foreposter towards the lighted window. Draco threw off his warm, comfortable pajamas and quickly dressed into his cool, pressed school clothes. He rushed a comb threw his silk locks and checked himself in the mirror- debonair as usual. Draco grabbed his bag and rushed passed Blaise who struggled with his tie and cried to Draco to wait, but the only sign of Draco in the room was a quick glimpse of his robes by the door, but even they disappeared.

Draco dashed down the stairs and his two cronies jolted from their seats and started towards Draco. Draco turned to them and simply said, "Come on. To the owlery. I need to send this letter." Draco was out the door with Crabbe and Goyle hurrying behind. Blaise clumsily made his way down the stairs trying to tie his shoe. "Wait up, guys!"

Well, that's it. GOSH, american-born-confused-desi, I think you jinxed me by asking how I posted so fast. I haven't posted since Tuesday, I think. Anyways, I'm even more sick than before, but I'd promised to post at least on the weekends minimum, so here's the next ch. I'm on spring break now (FINALLY!) and I can write more now. I just have to study for AP tests and the rest is free time. I know this ch. was kinda short compared to the others-sorry- but this is all I want in this ch. I'll probably post the next ch. Monday or Tuesday. Thanx for your patience.

Oh, and I'm gonna start writing about stuff that actually happens in the third book in the next ch. The main point of my remake of the third book is to introduce Sirius, Lupin, and get a little history on Mina's mother as well. See ya!