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this chapter reveals the real plot behind my idea. Hope you read, comment, and enjoy.

King's Cross Station was particularly busy that evening when Lucas and his mother arrived. Muggles stood impatiently on the platforms checking their watches and complaining in loud voices to each other. There were also a large number of children on the platform that day. Ranging in ages eleven through seventeen, they all carried an odd assortment of parcels on trolleys, and oddly enough they all seemed to be heading in the same general direction.

Most of the muggles, however, didn't seem to notice as they were either checking their watches or buried behind their newspapers. Lucas and his mother did get the occasional odd glance considering that his mother had brazenly disregarded the precaution to wear muggle clothes, and was now striding down the platform with a long black cloak swirling behind her. Lucas tried to stay as far away from her as possible so as not to make it seem like they were together.

He glanced sharply upwards passing under the sight for platforms seven and eight. He craned his neck around the swelling crowd in an attempt to get a glimpse at the barrier between platforms nine and ten, but there was really not point, as moments later they had arrived and were standing only a few yards away from the barrier.

Lucas didn't wait for his mother, but, after checking to see that no muggles were watching, he broke out into a run towards the platform. Apollo hissed angrily from his cage as they approached what seemed to be the solid barrier, but then let out a reproachful meow after passing straight through it. Lucas didn't notice as he stared up at the gleaming scarlet steam engine. Other kids and their families stood on the platform saying their last goodbyes.

Just then Lucas's mother appeared through the barrier placing a hand down on his shoulder. "I expect a letter from you tonight."

She was cut off momentarily as a group of people spilled through the archway behind her. All the children possessed shockingly red hair aside from the older woman who possessed a somewhat bushy array of brown hair. "Oh good we aren't late. I had begun to worry that you would miss the train."

The man rolled his eyes to the sky. "Hermione, you worry about everything."

The women glowered back at the man. "I have to take up the slack since you don't worry about anything, even if it means the possible expulsion-"

"Oh, look it's Harry, now come on before they really do miss the train." Said the man obviously trying to change the subject

The man began walking heading in the direction of a tall man with dark untidy hair and somewhat crooked glasses. Lucas watched this all with mild interest only pulling his eyes away when he noted the scowl on his mother's face. "Blood traitors."She muttered under her breath before turning back to her son. "And watch out who you associate with. No son of mine deserves to dirty his hands his the likes of… lesser magical talent."

Lucas nodded just as the whistle began blowing, and without another word he rushed forward towards the train excitement momentarily replacing his apprehension. He was finally doing it; he was finally going to Hogwarts.

He took the first empty carriage that he could find and sat down letting Apollo out of his carrier. The cat regarded him solemnly for a moment before curling up on the seat opposite and closing his eyes. Lucas leaned back in his seat relishing the moment free from his mother and her Slytherin obsession. He had pointedly avoided the carriage in which he saw the Malfoykid, opting to stay as far away from the Slytherins as much as he could until it was absolutely necessary.

The train began to slowly gain speed and for a moment all was quiet until he heard voices outside the compartment. "Oi, Al, over here. This compartment is almost empty." Just then the door slid open, and a group of people piled in. Lucas instantly recognized from the platform. Two of them resembled the tall dark haired mad he had seen earlier as well as a girl who resembled the woman that had been standing next to him.

A few others filed in as well as the girl who had come in with the family his mother had called "Blood traitors."

The youngest girl immediately stopped as she saw him. "You don't mind if we sit here."

Lucas shook his head quickly scooting over. "No, not at all." She smiled at him before sitting down in the seat opposite. Apollo, the cat, had jumped into Lucas's lap as soon as the group had entered. The youngest dark haired boy ended up in the seat next to Lucas while the older boy and his group of friends lounged languidly across the seats.

Lucas remained relatively un-noticed for the next few minutes but contented himself in listening to the conversation.

"I can't wait until Quidditch tryouts." Said the taller dark-haired boy

"Remind me why you didn't try out last year." Asked one of the boy's friends

"Detention and it was a shame to. I'd wager to say I got my dad's skills though mum was pretty good to. She played seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team for a while."

"Wasn't you dad supposedly the youngest seeker in over a century?" Questioned another

The boy nodded proudly. "The best Seeker they had if you ask me. Hopefully the skill won't have died down. Gryffindor could possibly retain the longest winning streak in history… that reminds me." He picked his feet up off the bench and leaned forward around one of his friends towards the youngest girl. "Lilly, my charming little sister, what do you think mom and dad will do to you if you're not in Gryffindor."

The girl crossed her arms defiantly. "I WILL be in Gryffindor."

The boy grinned. "How do YOU know?"

The girl opened her mouth to reply, but the younger boy, obviously his brother, got there first. "Oh give it a rest James; you did the same thing to me last year."

James rolled his eyes but stopped. "Alright Al if that's what you want, no need to get all snippy." His eyes then began scanning the compartment eventually falling on Lucas. "Sorry, I don't think we've met."

Lucas found himself lost for words at that moment not really sure what he was supposed to say. Evidently he had been caught in a compartment full of Gryffindors. Everyone knew that Gryffindor and Slytherin were mortal enemies. Not that Lucas saw anything wrong with these people aside from the one called James was bit arrogant.

The boy laughed. "Cat got your tongue, that's alright. I'm James Potter that's my little brother Al and our sister Lilly and the other girl is Rose. Then that's Ryan Teddy and Shane."

Finally Lucas was able to find his tongue. "Lucas… Ari."

"Well, Lucas welcome to the Hogwarts express… so what house are you in?"

Lucas shrugged "I don't know. Whatever I'm sorted into I guess."

James's eyes narrowed. "Just hope it's not Slytherin. There's not a wizard that went bad who didn't come fromSlytherin." He said

And once again Lucas felt his insides clench.

The other boy glared at his brother. "There WERE some good Slytherins."

"Name one." Shot back James

"Severus Snape." The boy replied without skipping a beat.

James snorted. "I would hardly call him GOOD, Al. Remember he WAS a death eater at one point."

"He was a death eater who was actually working for the Order of the Phoenix the entire time."

"Not the entire time." The boy shot back

Lucas didn't bother listening to the rest of the conversation as his insides continued to plunge and roil. Could he please no one? Everyone would think he was a bad person if he was inSlytherin, but his mother would disown him if he wasn't. For once he wished that he wasn't going to school. His life had been so much simpler when he didn't have things like this to worry about.

They sky above them was pitch black by the time they reached Hogsmeade station. Lucas had long since changed into his robes and put Apollo back in his cat carrier. He had received a few scathing looks from the Gryffindors in the compartment when they noticed the green and silver of his robes, but the girl Lilly hadn't seemed to notice and began chatting with him animatedly as they got off the train. Lucas was glad there was at least someone who didn't seem to care what his robes looked like at this point, but he knew that that couldn't last long, after all, she was going to be In Gryffindor, and he wasn't. She would soon come to hate him, he was sure.

"Firs' years o'er here." Called a loud booming voice from not far away

"Hagrid." The boy name Al yelled, and the group of kids shot off towards him.

"We'll look who it is. The Potters and the Weasleys .Albus, you look more like y'r dad ever' time I see you. Well I got me job t' do. You bes' be getting off to the carriages."Hagrid said

The others nodded bolting off towards the carriages leaving Lilly standing alone by Hagrid. Lucas sidled up next to her knowing that at least he would have SOMEONE to talk to until he was sorted into a house.

"Alright Firs' years this way." Called Hagrid

The sight of the castle coming across the lake was magnificent. Lucas couldn't help but gape in wonder at its towering turrets and walls glimmering over the mirror calm water… light radiated from its many windows as it soared high into the air. With the sky so dark there seemed to be a halo of light surrounding the castle as they approached.

"Look!" Someone yelled. "It's the giant squid." Lucas turned just in time to watch water ripple past the boats and to catch a glimpse of the flailing tentacles, and in that moment he almost forgot about all his worries, but all that was soon to change because not far away and not too distant from the castle walls deep within the forbidden forest dark forces were rising again after almost twenty years.

Black leaves and dark shadows fell across the back of a raggedly dressed man as he knelt on the dirt of the forest floor. The man was shivering, with cold or fear, it was uncertain. He had the look of a man who had not received much sleep or food for many days. His robes were torn and tattered, and there was grim under his fingernails. He had obviously traveled a long way and gone through much. His hunched shoulders quivered as he spoke. "I am back… Mistress." It seemed as if he spoke to no one, but that conclusion was soon brushed aside as a cold female voice hissed from somewhere nearby.

"What news?"

"They have returned to Hogwarts Mistress. School begins tonight."

There was a quiet chuckle from the woman's voice. "Perfect, they will never suspect a thing, and soon I will have my revenge."

"But Mistress, I must protest. You are weak, you will only injure yourself." Protested the man

"FOOL." Came the harsh biting words. "My master was far weaker than I. I have enough energy to finally exact my revenge… revenge twenty years in coming, and I have you nowKarkaroff. You may have escaped the dark lord and his followers for all these years, but now is the time to redeemyourself by helping me do what my dear master could not."

"K-kill Harry Potter." The man stuttered unsure.

"Yes, in a way, but I have other plans… I will go through his children to get to him. He will not be able to resist coming to their aid, and by the time he does it will be too late. I will have gained my new followers. Our beloved Slytherin house will see to that. I have other targets as well. The Weaslys for one… they will pay dearly for what they have made me… they will pay."

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