A/N: Hurray I have made it to three so far… oh and I combined chapters one and two into one chapter… I like it better that way… Also lots of hugs to Suzy, Jess and D.J, my favorite people and a large thanks to "Master Death" for the names he has given me (yep my big brother) Oh and sorry it took so long… I've been having a lot of family problems that caused loss of p.c…

Lots of hugs and cookies to all reviewers and thank you all…

Draco smiled evilly; the Riddle girl was slowly beginning to trust him, even after that disastrous first meeting. He needed to find out if the suggestion given by the last name was true or if it was all a coincidence.

"Surin!" He yelled, grabbing the sleeve of her robe as she passed by with the mudblood. He needed to try to stay near her as often as possible.

"Oh, hello Draco, we were just headed to the potions lab for our next class." Surin said with a slight smile. She kept her eyes to the ground during most of the time unless she was talking to Hermione, Draco or Ginny. "Would you like to come along? I think it's double…" Surin stopped talking as a group of four girls walked by, obviously whispering and giggling about her. Her head dropped and her hair fell like a shield over her face, the length and thickness of it completely covering all of her face.

"Ignore them Surin, they only live to gossip." Hermione said grabbing her arm and pulling her along, trying to keep her friend from being the gossip topic of the week. She herself knew how painful it was to have your peers making fun of you and talking about you at every turn.

"I try," she mumbled, "but it's hard to do when they're all over. Always, they're everywhere, staring and giggling at me like I'm some freak on display." She sniffled slightly, refusing to shed any tears at the blant mistreatment that she was being forced through. She knew that as long as she had Hermoine and Draco as her friends nothing truly bad would happen because either person would be there.

"Don't worry Surin, things will get better. Now we need to get to class before we're late. I know Hermione will be liable to have a fit if we are." He said glaring at Hermione and stepping a little closer to Surin. He didn't like the mudblood hanging around Surin and possibly changing the girl's mind about being his friend, it had taken him long enough to get past the first day issue.

Hermoine glared back at him and the three walked together to potions, neither of Surin's friends willing to give any leeway to the other. Surin stood between them, feeling shielded by her friends.

"Today we will be making a remembrance potion. Does anyone know what it does?" Snape asked in his slightly nasal tone. He had his usual sneer on his face and seemed more upset then usual.

Hermione put her hand up quickly. She always was ready to answer a potions question, especially if it was something challenging.

"Let's see… Surin." He said with an evil grin on his face.

Surin looked up, a shocked look on her face; she tried to grasp word to explain a term she knew nothing about.

Suddenly Snape's face paled even further than his natural complexion had ever allowed, if that was even possible and turned to rush from the classroom. The class remained silent for a few seconds before bursting into hushed whispers. After a few minutes Professor Dumbledore walked in with a strange look on his face that caused the whispering students to close their moths and listen.

"It seems that your dear potions professor has had a sudden bout of flu and has needed to leave." He told them and walked to the front of the room. "Now I believe you were about to go over remembrance potions…" He then went into a long, boring speech about the uses and his own memories of making one.

"Maybe it was her..." A blond girl sitting in front of Surin whispered to the redhead next to her and the other girl nodded. Other students in the class, Slytherin and Gryffindor alike seemed to be staring at her, and as she sat at the very back turning around to look at her.

Surin felt tears fill her eyes. It had been like this since she had gotten here. Anything unusual that happened she would be suspected of. She seemed to be a jinx to everyone; if your food tasted funny she had done something, if your homework wasn't good enough Surin had caused you to suffer from a temporary confusion that made it impossible to think straight, all because she happened to share the last name of the Dark Lord.

"Now can anyone tell me what they are used for?" He asked, smiling at the classroom of 'eager learners' who looked more eager to leave then learn considering how often they'd turn to look at the door.

Automatically Hermione's hand shot up; she was always the one to answer all of the questions with the best answers.

"Yes Miss. Granger?" He asked smiling at her.

"Commonly used to force people to remember events in their lives that have been forced by either self-need or by magic. When taken by someone with no suppressed memories it will make them remember things that normally would have been forgotten, like their first few years of life." Hermoine explained, as if out of a textbook and a few people laughed. She ignored the laughter, knowing that it didn't matter.

"Very good Miss. Granger." Dumbledore replied smiling at the class. "And can anyone else tell us how long the memories stay in your mind? How about Surin?"

She felt shocked and seemingly so did everyone else in her class. "I… I don't know…" She muttered quietly, hunching down even lower in her seat and covering her face with her hair as she did whenever she felt nervous or afraid.

"Take a wild guess, you may be right." He said, not allowing her to drop the subject.

"Forever?" She guessed, ducking her head down further so that she would be as small as possible. All of her classmates whispered about her unusualness, which made her feel like a zebra in a room of lions, they seemed ready to swallow her up.

"Yes Miss. Riddle that's correct. I thought you'd catch on quickly." He said with a kind smile. "Now if everyone would stop whispering."

Everyone looked at her and stopped whispering, she sighed. The other students excluding Draco and Hermione started to whisper to themselves about her answer and how she could've known it when she had claimed not to know anything. She picked up her bag and was about to walk out the door when Hermione spoke up.

"I don't know why all of you act like this. How would you like it if I whispered about you behind your back every time you spoke or even came near me? I don't think you'd be very happy and I don't think it's right to do that to Surin. I have a friend whose last name is Riddle. She also lives in the muggle world. Does that make her Voldemort's daughter? For all we know Surin could be just like any of us and we're making her an outsider for no reason." She said looking around.

Surin smiled gratefully at her friend then sat back down, feeling a lot more comfortable as the whispers were silent. She couldn't have been able to stand being in the room for a minute more if the class had continued acting like she was an invader.

"Yes everyone calm down and let's get to work. You have half an hour to make your potions and to get a sample up here to be tested. You may work in pairs if you wish." Dumbledore said to everyone. Surin smiled and got her cauldron out of the cupboard and her textbook out of her bag.

"Let's work together Surin." Draco said, come over to sit next to her, "I can help you figure it out."

She had half an hour to get a spell together and she hardly knew what each ingredient was, though with Draco working with her she figured she could do well. "Alright." She replied, looking him in the eyes and smiling.

The classroom was darkened by a cloud of smoke that was lining the ceiling, the smoke was mostly a silvery-gray, which was the same colour as what the liquid should be, though a range of blues or grays would be acceptable for the mark.

"Hey mine is turning pink!" Neville squeaked out nervously, not sure that it was right.

The class all turned to see the pink, bubbling liquid. They were all slowly starting towards him to see it up close.

"I don't think that's right Neville…" Hermione told him, getting ready to duck under a desk if needed. She knew about Neville's ability to get things horribly wrong because of a forgotten ingredient or an ingredient added twice.

"Is it suppose to be bubbling and throbbing?" He asked, looking around at his slowly backing classmates. He quickly ducked under his desk, seeing his cauldron starting to twitch.

"Everyone down!" Harry yelled as the cauldron started to rattle and shake. He dove under a desk and huddled up incase any fell on the floor nearby.

All of the students dove, trying to get under the desks. Some students were being pushed over by others trying to find a safe spot to hide from the impending explosion.

The potion exploded spilling a sweet-smelling neon-purple coloured liquid all over everything. After the potion was done exploding and the goop had settled, turning a light green all of the students that had safely gotten under desks stood to see a couple of students standing, seemingly frozen and in a trance-like state. As everyone started to climb out from their hiding places others were found partially hidden in the same state.

"I didn't know it would do that!" Neville said, embarrassed.

"Surin!" Hermione yelled running over to her friend, as others did the same, trying to get their friends to a safe place.

A/N: well that's all for now folks… oh and happiness to all who review! Plus a cookie to anyone who can tell me where to get x-men evolution season 1 on d.v.d or v.h.s I can't find it