So first off I want to say, YAY! There's finally been an update after a very long wait! I apologize, but I have been contemplating for some time just how to continue this story. Thank you everyone who reads and reviews this story for your patience, and I'm sorry that the update did not come sooner! But alas, here we are! Now enough of my rambling, on with the story!

Golden_Griffin: That's fair. :) Believe me, so am I. I really thought you were never going to talk to me again.

Green_Serpent80: Computer issues. And I almost didn't. I'm glad that I changed my mind though. :P

Harry let out a sigh of relief. Everything between him and lucky was going to be okay. Apparently the serpent, his serpent, was willing to forgive him. He blushed as that thought came to mind. It wasn't the first time he had thought like that, but he wasn't quite sure why he felt so possessive of someone that he had never met before.

Ron and Hermione had seen the way that Harry's face lit up, and they gave each other knowing glances, well aware that once again he was chatting with Lucky. Ron felt the fire rising up in him again as jealousy reared its ugly head, but he ignored the feeling. He needed to be supportive of his friend, otherwise he might risk actually losing him next time. Of course, Hermione's disapproving glances had now turned into small, knowing smiles. She was starting to accept that her friend was changing, and perhaps she needn't worry as much as she had thought before.

"Draco, you know that we aren't supposed to have muggle artifacts up at the school. Why are you carrying that silly thing with you to begin with?" Draco looked up, Pansy Parkinson pulling him out of his trance.

"Apparently you don't fully read the letters Hogwarts sends with their owls. There was a little note at the bottom that laptops are acceptable this year at Hogwarts as a study aid. It's only a trial basis though. Apparently next year they will fully decide if computers are helpful or if they're a distraction…"

"Well, I think it's stupid."

"Whatever." Malfoy honestly couldn't care less about what Pansy thought. She was an irritating brat in his opinion, which is why he didn't really take an interest in what she said.

Green_Serpent80: Who knew that the Hogwarts Express would actually have wifi?

Golden_Griffin: Tell me about it. I still can't believe they're allowing us to bring these into Hogwarts in spite of the rule about Muggle artifacts.

Green_Serpent80: Well, I'm glad. It'll be nice to have someone to talk that I don't need to put a façade on for.

Golden_Griffin80: Your friends hardly seem like friends.

Green_Serpent80: Unfortunately in my House there is a standard that rather than being oneself, you must conform to the ideals of the many…

Golden_Griffin: That hardly seems fair.

Green_Serpent80: Well, life is hardly fair James.

Golden_Griffin: That's a good point Lucky. But if that's what your friends are like, what is your family like?

Green_Serpent80: My father is very much the same as my friends. It's his way or the highway, so to speak… My mother is very loving and protective. They often clash… What about yours?

Golden_Griffin: My parents passed away some time ago, but I live with my mother's sister and her husband. They treat me as if I were a pebble in their shoe.

Green_Serpent80: I can see why you would look forward to coming to school then.

Golden_Griffin: To me, the school is the only real home I know.

After the sorting ceremony and the feast, the trio headed up to the Gryffindor common room. However, on the way, Harry ran into Malfoy. The blond didn't seem quite himself, and Harry could hear him mumbling something under his breath? What was that? Harry shook it off and headed to the common room without another thought. However, Hermione and Ron looked at each other after having heard Malfoy utter the name James.

"We can't tell Harry. We have to find out more about lucky first," Hermione said with a frown.

"Agreed."

They followed Harry back up to the common room without so much as a word, not that the brunet minded. It gave him a chance to get lost in thought as his mind wandered to Lucky. He was here with Harry. Who could it be? He knew that the name insinuated that the student was a Slytherin... Then, for a very quick moment, Harry's mind wandered to Snape, but he shook his head. Snape was a teacher, not a student, and Harry couldn't imagine any reason for the professor to have a computer. Plus, he seriously doubted that the potions master would know how to use it.

A Slytherin... It certainly couldn't be Malfoy. Harry knew that his parents hated all things Muggle. After all, the Malfoys were all of pure blood. Harry couldn't help but wonder if there was a slight chance though, that the slippery blond had weaseled a computer out of his father. He thought for a moment and then shook his head. It was doubtful that even the only child of Lucius Malfoy could sway him on the matters of those who he saw as lesser beings than himself.

The trio sat down in the common room, and Ron and Hermione looked at each other. They noticed that Harry was still daydreaming, and it took him a good half an hour to come out of it. Finally, he looked at them with a devious little grin. They knew that look all too well. How come they were getting the feeling that this was going to end badly?

The Mudblood and the blood traitor had given Draco a funny look when they heard him say the name James. He had thought on the possibility that they knew who he was talking about, but then realized that the reason they had probably found it odd was that James was the name of Saint Potter's late father. He sighed as he headed to the dungeons, feeling the need to go and clear his head. He headed for the boys' dormitory, going to his bed and sitting there. No one else was there, which was absolutely perfect.

He laid on his bed, having put his books and his computer on the bedside table. Malfoy wanted to talk to James, but he had checked a few minutes ago, and James hadn't logged on since their chat on the train. He was probably busy getting settled back into the place that he considered his home. Draco sighed. 'Lucky...' Even though he had given a false name to James, he still felt like James was one of the few people that allowed him to be himself. It was as if the other boy knew how to make him feel happy and comfortable, enough so that he could be honest with him.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione and Ron were watching Harry with expressions of worry. They needed to look more into this online friend of his. Both already knew the truth somewhere deep down, but they wanted to disprove it, especially because of how it could hurt Harry.

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