This fanfic is based on a future generation of J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series. All references or use of J.K. Rowling's characters are rightfully hers, but they're much older now. This story follows the seven years of a group of new students and how they go through their lives at Hogwarts, either happy or miserably. This includes romance, physical and magical violence, and some swearing. This will deal with classes, relationships, magic(of course!), and a soon to be major dark-plot, but won't come after several years. I hope you all enjoy it and review every time I write a new chapter, since your reviews are very helpful and encourage me to continue writing.

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Chapter Three - First Impressions

"So what do you have first?"

"Um, hold up...," Rose said, as the Slytherin girl glanced through her schedule list. She had arrived to breakfast early with her sister, Cecilia to get their schedules. It was the first day of classes, and after what happened the night before with Peeves, Rose herself hoped school life was better. Everybody would be receiving their schedules that morning in breakfast; which was held at the Great Hall as usual. Cecilia and Rose were wearing matching outfits underneath their robes; black t-shirts and silver jeans, with green snakes. Both girls were sitting at the Slytherin table, and were one of the few people in the Great Hall at the time.

"I have Herbology, Double Transfiguration, Potions, and last I have Astronomy," Rose responded.

"Ha ha, you have midnight Astronomy on your first day!", Cecilia cackled at her sister, while also eating her breakfast.

"What do you mean? I have to stay up till midnight to attend that one class?"

"Yup, but don't worry. You're little friend, Trevor will be there too. All first year Slytherins have the same classes," Cecilia told Rose, as she then noticed somebody, "And look who's coming this way!" Cecilia tilted her head over to the Hall's entrance. A certain blond-haired boy walked their way in his black robes. Trevor had also noticed the two girls, looking at Rose but not for long. He thought that if he looked at her too long, his gaze would probably never leave. Rose glared at her sister, then turned back to Trevor, calling out to him, "Hey Trevor! Come sit over here!" Rose was pretty loud, but not that loud since the Great Hall was still pretty empty. Trevor smiled shyly and went over to them, taking a seat in front of them.

As Trevor took his seat, a tall, morbid looking man with dirty black hair and a disgruntled mood came and dropped a letter in front of the boy. On the letter was his name in lustrous green, as he opened it up to find his schedule. Cecilia explained to him that their were several teachers giving out the schedules to the students at each table. Trevor began looking through his schedule, as Rose took it from his hands after he finished. Her black eyes following each line, even though she knew they had the same schedule, "We have the same schedule, how practical. Don't you hate it that we have to take Astronomy so late at night?"

"Well, um ... I guess it's bad," Trevor responded nervously, "a real drag though..."

"Having midnight classes is not bad at all at times. I mean you can have an excuse for being out in the halls late at night, if you're doing something dirty. Well, I shouldn't be giving you firsties any ideas now, should I?", Cecilia said, laughing. Later, Trevor and Rose were talking more. Trevor found himself more comfortable around her and not as shy as before. They also had a lot in common, besides being pureblood Slytherins. Cecilia left their side of the table, as she went down to the far end of it where a boy was sitting. He had dirty black hair and brown eyes, a rugged muscular look to him. After the two began kissing, Rose mentioned that he was Cecilia's boyfriend, Josh Parkinson; son of the widowed Pansy Parkinson.

Trevor and Rose watched as the two became inseparable, their lips locked in a huge makeout. Rose made gagging noises, causing Trevor to laugh out loud. Cecilia and Josh stopped kissing, Cecilia glaring at the two and making an annoyed snarl. Rose ignored her, leading the two to continue their fun, and watched Trevor finish his peppered-egg omelette. Trevor had gulped down the last bite as he noticed Rose looking at him, a slight blush appeared on his face.

"What is it? Do I have an egg on my face or something?"

Rose laughed, noticing the shy expression. She shook her head then looked away.

"It's true that your father was Draco Malfoy, right?"

"Um ... yeah," Trevor wondered why this was asked, "Why do you ... ask?"

"My sister told me, but I didn't believe her, I said you woulda had Malfoy as your last name. But it ain't, it's Amaya."

"Well, my mum always kept her last name so when he died, she changed our last names to suit hers. Not sure why though."

Rose finished with the subject, not wanting to make Trevor remember his dead father. She changed the subject and they started talking about Hogwarts and how it would be like.

Meanwhile, time went passing by, as more students came in to eat breakfast and get their schedules. Tyler came down from the Gryffindor Tower with two other boys. One was almost Tyler's height, Jake (Jacob) Ridgewood, and the other was taller than both of them, at 5'8", Jack Ridgewood was Jake's older brother. Jake and Tyler shared a dorm with three other boys (Hayden Finnigan, Felix Avocate, and Lance Potter), while Jack was a third year and in another dorm. As Tyler got his schedule, his eyes darted around the Great Hall for the girl he met the day before, Crimson, yet she wasn't there. He followed the two other boys to an empty spot on the Gryffindor table.

Jake had ruffled, straight black hair and hazel eyes, giving him a young, carefree look. Jack was taller, and looked like an older version, except his hair was often raked forward. Jack was watching some girls at the end of the table, waving at them and eying them with glued eyes. Tyler and Jake looked through their schedules, Tyler checking to see what classes they would have with Slytherin. Jake noticed this and pointed out they had Potions with Slytherins as their fourth class.

"We have History of Magic, Double Defense Against the Dark Arts, then Potions with Slytherins, and last Charms. Why do want a class with Slytherin? I mean they're real gits, if you ask me."

"Yea, I know. There's just this one girl though, if you get my drift."

Jack heard this and turned his head to the first years.

"Girl issues? Who's the girl?"

"Crimson Fire," Tyler said, "she's a first year Slytherin."

"Slytherin? You like a Slytherin? No offense, but I think you better look for somebody more in your house," Jack said, eying a Gryffindor female a few feet away from them.

"I think she likes me too though, even if we just met yesterday," Tyler responded. That moment, Crimson had entered the Great Hall, wearing her Slytherin robes and her hair in a ponytail. Tyler grinned from ear to ear, as he told them he'd be back in a while. Jake turned to see where he went and saw Crimson. He turned to his older brother and pointed at her.

"Hey, she's pretty. I can see why he likes her."

Tyler was making his way over to the Slytherin Table in a spy-like way. He slowly went behind her, then quickly covered her eyes with his hands. Crimson hadn't expected this and was about to wrench off the hands off of the annoying git who dared do that to her. That is, until his voice spoke sweetly into her ear, "Hey Crimson. You know who this is?" Crimson couldn't resist a laugh, but kept it in, as she played along," Hmm... I dunno. A brat maybe, or some stupid arse?" Crimson obviously was enjoying this. Tyler noticed her sarcasm, and laughed, "Wrong. But if you give me a kiss, I'll tell you who it is." Crimson smirked, and calmly put his hands off her face.

"Morning Tyler. How was your night?", Crimson asked him, thinking his last statement was a mere joke. Tyler, on the other hand, would have liked the kiss anyway, if she had given it to him.

"It was fine, except for the fact our dorms smelled like rotten bones and flesh." Tyler took a seat next to her, ignoring some glares across the table from other Slytherins.

"Our dorms just happened to be filled with water balloons thanks to Peeves. Our head got so mad, especially when Peeves threw that last water balloon straight at his face."

Tyler chuckled, "So I see we have Potions together, right after lunch. Mind if we walk to class together?"

"I don't see a problem in that, but maybe the other Slytherins wouldn't approve. We usually don't associate with goody Gryffindors," Crimson said, emphasizing the word goody.

"Me, goody? That's funny, I'm in Gryffindor because I dare to do things that are extreme. Goody and me don't match, I'm the opposite of good," Tyler said exaggerating and acting courageously. He grinned his teeth at her, watching her eat an omelette. After swallowing the last bite, she spoke up.

"Can you prove it? Do something that'll land you in detention. Maybe after that, they wouldn't mind us together" Crimson said, but then added," But we can still go to Potions together."

"Fine, I'll prove it to you during dinner. You'll notice it, heck, the whole school will notice it," Tyler said defiantly, not having the slightest idea what he would do.

Crimson then noticed what they had been really talking about, "Oh and just because we're going to walk to Potions together, doesn't mean I'm your girlfriend or anything. Okay?" Crimson said, and noticed he shut up. Tyler said he was going to go back to the Gryffindor table as Crimson said good-bye and told him she'd see him at lunch. The first year made his way through the glares from the Slytherin table, slouching next to Jake at the Gryffindor table. He grabbed a plate of food and began eating his breakfast.

Minutes later was the start of the first class. The bell informed everybody it was time to go to class. History of Magic began for the first year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs. It lived up to its potential as the most boring subject in the school. Professor Binns began class by coming into class through the chalkboard, half-scaring a muggleborn Hufflepuff at the front of the room. She let out a small yelp, then blushed in embarrassment and acted as if nothing happened.

Tyler however laughed, a little loud as the boy next to him laughed too. Rex was sitting next to him and had seen what had happened. The ghostly professor shushed them and told everybody to cooperate, as he began to tell them what they would be learning in class. Everything went in through Tyler's left ear and went out the right as he began doodling on the parchment he should've been writing with. Rex leaned his head over to see what he was drawing and saw a messy drawing of the girl with a wide mouth and a scared look. A ghost was next to her, but nothing like Professor Binns, it was a large scary-looking ghost.

He smirked, hiding his laughter so the Professor wouldn't have to tell him to be silenced once again. Rex dotted Tyler's parchment with his quill and wrote down Hey, I'm Rex. Tyler decided he'd rather do this than listen to the droning voice of the Professor.

I'm Tyler. Isn't this class a drag?

Yea it is. I can't believe we have to take this.

I can't wait for DADA after this. Tyler wrote down, his parchment now filled with writing that wasn't part of the lesson.

You know that the Headmistress is the teacher, right?

Yea, I know. I don't care ... As long as I get to do something entertaining.

The rest of the class continued like this, with the two writing on the parchment. It later consisted of funny doodles.

The Slytherin and the Ravenclaw first years were out in the greenhouses, in their Herbology class. Trevor had his misfortune to be partners with his sister, Andrea, as they were supposed to uproot Scandinavian Hedgetails. Crimson and Rose were paired up, and apparently they knew each other from family get-togethers with other pureblood families. Crimson told Rose about Tyler and his crush on her, even if he hadn't said it, it was pretty obvious. Rose asked her how she felt, and Crimson replied simply.

"I think he's just a friend, he might become a great friend. But I don't really think I'm ready for a boyfriend at this age."

The bell rang, as Andrea climbed up the steps to the castle. She had her sight son completing her tasks today without interruptions. Unfortunately being paired up with her brother, she didn't get to uproot the plant properly with Trevor constantly wining about getting his dragonhide gloves dirty. She glared at him, announcing what a true Slytherin he was. This led to some bickering, and more arguing. Andrea pushed her hair back as she swept through the summer winds which would be gone soon.

She arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts class early, she didn't want her mother to think bad of her on the first day. Andrea wasn't at all embarrassed that her mother would be teaching one of her classes. If she was, she would've died the day her mother announced her role as Headmistress at Hogwarts. Trevor was embarrassed of having his mother as headmistress and, to make matters worse, a professor. They were very different, Andrea and Trevor.

Andrea took a seat in the front, waiting for somebody else to come in. Even her mother wasn't in class yet. The next person to come into the room was Gryffindor, as Andrea noticed by the scarlet and gold badge on his robes. She could see a spark in his gray eyes, possibly because he wanted to be in this class. It was the most popular class in the school, to the students that is. The teachers thought it was jinxed and that's the reason nobody applied for the job.

Andrea's mother was the DADA professor before she became headmistress, but when she became headmistress there was nobody for the job. The class began to fill up, as the door swung open to reveal Chiharu. Chiharu's green eyes showed stability and power but her appearance did not. Her dark robes were in a mess, wrinkled and worn as she had frantically ran to the room. Her usually long, neat hair was left undone with strands sticking out.

Chiharu raised her wand and quickly muttered spells that fixed her hair and robes quickly. Her robes were softly matted and fixed in the right position, and her hair automatically became neat and straight. Most of the girl students watched, obviously interested. One girl raised her hand, as Chiharu nodded for her to speak.

"How did you do that?"

"Well, Miss Summer, I'm sorry to say you won't learn that in this class. But your Charms teacher might tell you how to do it. It obviously helps when you have a bad hair day."

Marlina Summer smiled, and whispered something to her friend next to her as she then looked back up the Professor. She had a light brown skin tone, olive, with short black hair falling to her shoulders. At the age of eleven she was quite tall, but couldn't be seen while she sat.

Chiharu then began to take control of the class.

"I am the headmistress as you all know, but I am also your Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. Sadly, everybody claimed this job was jinxed so I had to return to my post as Professor too. You can call me Headmistress or Professor Amaya, whichever one you prefer. Now, in this class you will be learning to use spells to defend yourself against wizards, witches, creatures, monsters and anything that can or will harm you.

"This class is to not be taken foolishly. You need to be motivated and understand what you're doing. We will not be using the textbook much in class, but you will be given homework assignments that will require the textbook. I suggest all those who don't have one to get one right away."

Her eyes focused on one male student sitting nervously in the front without a textbook. She continued, and took her gaze off of him.

"Now, as I was saying. These seven years will consist of different branches of defense. During our fifth year you will take your O.W.L.s and you will be required to study more. Yet we still have many years before that, so you shouldn't worry. Now, let's start class with a few simple spells. The Disarming Spell will be first, then maybe the Stunning Spell or the Leg-Locker Curse."

The class was well lived up to its name as they were all paired up into groups. Professor Amaya charmed the class larger to make more space for the students to practice. Andrea was paired up with the nervous boy, who she found out was Felix Avocate. Tyler was paired up with Marlina, making a flirty comment as he brushed past her to stand in front of her. Marlina smirked and disarmed him right away taking the grin off his face. He stopped being modest and sent spell and spell as the two were in a match.

Time flew by fast for the double period class, the bell's chimes emitting throughout Hogwart's halls. Lunch began as Tyler ran to the Great Hall to eat lunch early so he could spend as much time with Crimson as he could. He finished in less than five minutes, heading over to the Slytherin table with confidence. Rose and Crimson were sitting together, eating their lunches. He sat down next to Crimson, who seemed not to notice and continued talking to Rose. Rose saw him and told Crimson to look behind her, making her see Tyler.

"Hey, you remember what we said during breakfast?"

"Of course, I just didn't expect you this early."

"Well, I wanted to see if you would want to go down to the Dungeons a few minutes before class started," Tyler grinned.

"That's really nice, but no," Crimson said sarcastically, "after Rose and I are done talking, we can go. The three of us. That'd be nice."

Tyler's spirits were crushed as he tried to keep his cool.

"All right, she can come along too."

When the bell rang, Tyler barely felt like going to class with them. The two girls were talking as he walked behind them, following them down to the dungeons.