Hey guys!

So I know there was a massive time gap between the uploading of chapters 3 and 4, the reason for this is because for some reason the internet at home was being shitty and decided that it didn't want to upload (I swear we tried about ten times since we uploaded chapter three). Finally it started being nice again. We also wanted to let you know that we have actually finished all of the first part of this story (that's right, there's more parts. Well, at least two parts) and if we had it our way it would have been all uploaded by now. So sorry for the inconvenience and depriving you of all the fan fiction-y goodness.


Is there something wrong with me? This wasn't the first time Georgia had thought this as she lay in her bed in the Slytherin dorm when she couldn't sleep. It's not like normal people found it enjoyable to think about being with their cousin, let alone actually being with said cousin. It's not like she was with Ron, Draco wasn't her first cousin nor was he an idiot. It wasn't that weird, right? God, who was she kidding? If it wasn't weird she wouldn't be hiding it. It's fine for Draco, purebloods have done this kind of thing for centuries, but her mum would not be okay with this…

Sitting up and drawing back the curtains around her bed she saw that the sun still wasn't up. Fortunately though, this wasn't an uncommon occurrence for Georgia, she was quite a light sleeper and her dreams often gave her writing inspiration. So she got up, grabbed her notebook, and made her way down to the common room. Georgia sat and wrote for a few hours before she finally noticed that the sun was making it's first appearance for the day, now she v=could actually see through the lake, rather than ponder what could be lurking right in front of her, and she decided to get ready for breakfast.

After waiting for the rest of her year to be in the common room (it had become somewhat of a habit, mainly so they didn't get angry and interrupt her reading/writing), she left the room walking beside Draco. She begun to do this more and more often from the time they'd started kind-of-but-not-yet-officially-dating, and it seemed to have gotten the attention of a few of the Slytherin girls, Georgia could hear them whispering to each other.

"Merlin, who does she think she is? Cozying up to Draco like that. You'd think she was some kind of common whore." The comments irritated her, but Georgia figured they were just jealous because they'd never gotten the chance to even stand this close to Draco in the nearly five years they've been at school together. It also bugged her that if Draco heard them, which she was certain he had, he completely ignored it. Jesus, even if they were just distant cousin he'd surely stand up for her.

Either way, by the time she reached the Hall and sat down for breakfast she was gone just as fast. Not because she was particularly excited to start classes for the day, but because she needed to get away from those girls. So she made her way back down to the Dungeons and was greeted by the sight of her brother as she slumped down at one of the desks at the back of the room.

"Georgia! Good to see you nice and early for class. What's wrong?" Clearly Ben knew her too well, because there would be absolutely no way she would come to class early unless she was avoiding someone.

Georgia sighed, deciding to tell the truth, and only because he'd know if she was lying. "I heard some of the girls from Slytherin call me a whore."

Ben smiled at her, however his blue eyes portrayed his true anger. "You know it's not true, don't let it get to you, okay? We've dealt with people like that before, you can handle it."

"It's not even the name calling that upset me, its's that Draco didn't even stand up for me. We've been getting closer you see, since he started helping me get on top of my homework. And before you say that he probably just didn't hear it, I know he heard. He was standing right next to me and those girls wanted him to hear, I could tell." Laying her head on the table she groaned. "Why does today of all days have to be Potions with Gryffindor?"

Ben sat down beside her, "I think you'll be happy to know that it's a practical lesson today. We're making Magical Heritage Potions."

"Thanks for the attempt Ben, but it's not like I don't already know pretty much all of our family tree. Plus, the potion only shows up to four generations including the person whose potion it is, and on top of that, it won't show any of Mum's family past her, why can't something in this blasted world acknowledge that muggles are people too?" Georgia lifted her head to look at her brother with a slight glare, only for the two of them to burst into fits of giggles.

o0O0o

It wasn't long before the other students started piling into the classroom. Nobody sat next to her, Blaise and Theo sitting at the table in front of hers. Just before Snape walked into the classroom to start the lesson Draco slinked in sitting in the closest available seat. Which, of course, was the one next to her. As Snape finished his walk toward the front of the classroom he addressed the class.

"Today we shall be working on the first part of a Magical Heritage Potion. This potion allows one to see the past three generations of their family before themselves. You will find instructions on how to complete this potion in you textbook on page 113." During his talk he waved his wand at the blackboard and the words 'Magical Heritage Potion' appeared.

After a few seconds of quiet paper rustling, a hand shot up into the air. Georgia groaned, she knew where this was going. "Sir, why are we only doing the first half of the potion? According to the instructions we should have enough time to complete it all in one lesson."

Hermione Granger irritated Georgia, she was supposed to be smart! If she had read the instructions properly she would be aware that the second half of completing this potion is highly dangerous and not suitable to be performed inside a school, let alone by the students themselves. Therefore, in order to get the desired results, the potion would be sent to an advanced potions lab to be completed by professional Potions Masters. Professor Snape told her just that and took ten points from Gryffindor for speaking out of turn.

During this time Draco had collected all the ingredients they needed and they had started making the potion. They finished it fairly quickly not really speaking to each other until they reached the last step.

"So whose blood are we going to use?" Draco asked, turning to face her.

"Well, to be honest I think both of our results would be fairly boring. Considering that you know exactly who all of your family members are just from looking at the Malfoy and Black Family tapestries. As for mine, it won't show my mother's side and I already know my father's." Georgia reasoned, and he seemed to agree. Then an idea came to her, "What if we put if we play a game to see whose blood goes in?"

Draco shrugged, not really caring, but nodded his affirmation shortly after. "Okay, what we'll do is…"

Georgia conjured up two identical sticks, except one was longer than the other. "I'll hold both sticks in one hand showing the ends and you'll pick a stick. If you pick the longer one, your blood goes in. If you pick the shorter one, my blood goes in."

Draco nodded again and Georgia picked up the sticks, put them behind her back and switched them around a few time before bringing them back in front of her in her right hand. She held them out for Draco to pick. Not really caring whether it was her blood or his, he didn't put much thought into picking his stick. Draco lifted the one of the right out of her hand and they compared sticks, his was shorter. Problem being solved they went back to silence as Georgia cast a weak slicing charm on the end of her left pointer finger, let precisely three drops in before healing the small wound.

Because of the need to send the potions away for completion, their results wouldn't be back until at least a month, two at the most. It would be a while till they 'found out' who their magical family was.

o0O0o

Charlotte hadn't yet been approved to leave the hospital wing. It had already been several days, and she just wanted to go back to normal. However, Madam Pompfrey had told her that she had to stay for at least until the weekend to make sure her magic doesn't react strangely to her concussion, luckily for her today was Friday. She'd been keeping up with her homework and the theory parts of her classwork from her hospital bed, but it just wasn't the same as learning from her teachers.

Hermione had come in almost every evening before dinner to make sure she was doing okay. Charlotte had started to develop some sort of feelings for her, and she was pretty sure those feelings went beyond friendship. Trying to distract herself from the butterflies in her stomach, Charlotte focused on what Hermione was saying.

"So this weekend at Hogsmeade we're starting a group to practice the spells we're supposed to be learning in Defence Against the Dark Arts. Are you in?" Hermione looked at her hopefully. If it wasn't something Charlotte was interested in she would have said yes, just to see more of Hermione. Fortunately though, her answer of 'Yes, of course!' was completely genuine.

o0O0o

Charlotte had been released from the Hospital Wing before breakfast on Saturday. She'd made her way quickly to the Hall to see her friends and make sure what Hermione had told her about was still on.

"Charlotte! Are you coming to Hogsmeade with us today?" Harry asked cheerfully as she walked up to them.

"As a matter of fact, I am." She smiled as she sat down next to him and grabbed a piece of toast.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? You've only just left the hospital wing! I think you should stay here, we can tell you about the meeting later. I don't want you getting hurt." Ron argued, having grown very protective of his 'baby' cousin since the incident with Smith.

"I'm fine Ron, really. How many times do I have to tell you that? I can look after myself." She replied, feeling very sick and tired of Ron's new attitude towards her. Don't take it the wrong way, she loved that he liked her again, but now it had evolved into smothering, she felt as if she would drop dead of oxygen deprivation at any second.

"Yeah come on, Ron. Charlotte's fine." Harry stood up for her and they shared a smile across the table.

After a quick breakfast the small group of Gryffindors, plus Luna and Charlotte, made their way to the Hogshead pub. Here they waited for the other students to arrive for the meeting. After a rocky start Ron, Harry, and Hermione persuaded every student present to join their group. Now they just need a place to meet regularly.

After a few weeks they had decided on the Room of Requirement, a place Charlotte had heard about from one of her hang outs with Georgia, which had been becoming shorter and much less frequent lately. She'd told Georgia about the DA, the name of their group which everyone had finally decided on, and about what they were doing. Charlotte had asked her if she wanted to join but Georgia quickly refused, saying she was struggling to get her homework done as it is, much less with regular meetings with a group of people she didn't even like. So Charlotte had left it at that.

o0O0o

Georgia had been sitting in the common room when Draco stormed into the room with a scowl on his face. He was closely followed by Blaise, Theo, Crabbe, and Goyle, who were looking almost as annoyed as Draco. Draco slumped on the couch next to her, from his body language she could tell all he wanted to do right now was 'snog' her and forget about whatever was bothering him. But she had to know what it was before she would even let him think more of those thoughts.

"What's wrong Draco?" He grunted at her. "I don't care whether you want to talk about it or not, I want to know what's going on." She looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"It's just stupid Potter and his pathetic gang of misfits, the Inquisitorial Squad is supposed to track them down and stop whatever they're doing. But every time we almost have them the door they go through disappears, it's like the Castle wants them to keep meeting." He slumped even further into the couch, she'd never seen him with such bad posture in her entire time at Hogwarts.

"By the sounds of it they're using the Room of Requirement, it's also known as the Come and Go Room. In order to get in, you have to know exactly what you need the room for, and since their need is probably to have a place they can't be found it won't let you in whilst they're there." She answered him, and he looked at her in amazement.

"How do you know so much about the room?" He asked, genuinely surprised about her knowledge of the ancient castle they lived in.

"I found it when I was looking for a way to listen to my muggle music in the castle." Georgia answered simply. It wasn't long after that he'd suggested that they go and 'study' in the 'library', to which she readily agreed.

o0O0o

It was the next day when the results for the Magical Heritage Potion came in. Most of her classmates were excited, but Georgia already knew what the results were going to say so she was nearly late to class, as per usual. She sat down at her table that she'd started to regularly share with Draco just as Snape made his way in. Ben smiled at her from the front of the class.

"As I'm sure you're all aware, the results for the Heritage Potions were delivered last night. Mr. Prewett, could you please hand the results out to the students." Snape drawled as he sat at his desk. Ben went around handing out each results envelope, until he'd handed them all out and each pair was eagerly opening theirs.

Draco let her open it, seeing as it was her results they would be looking at. When she opened the envelope and pulled out the piece of parchment she saw something very, very odd. She had her Dad, and not her mother (which was to be expected as this was a Magical Heritage test), her Grandmother was like expected, Lucretia Prewett née Black. It was where the name Ignatius Prewett was supposed to be that had stopped her heart momentarily. Where her Grandfather was supposed to be it said, clearly written there, 'Tom Marvolo Riddle'.