A.N. I THINK I'M FORGETTING MY OTHER STORIES. RECAP! ADRIAN=HARRY, KAY=LAUREN, BOTH AND DRACO ARE SUPER-GENIOUSES PIX OF ALL THREE ON PROFILE. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING. AND WRITING IN THESE WAYS ARE, PARCELTOUNG, FRENCH, ITALIAN, OR ENGLISH.

FATAL MISTAKE-CH 3-WELCOME TO HOGWARTS

6 DAYS LATER ON THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS

(STILL KAY'S POV)

I was looking out the window of the Hogwarts Express, thinking that I was pretty sure that I would know Nicholas when we saw him, he would be as big a bully as he was before. I could make his life a living hell! And anyone who thought he was the boy who lived was wrong, dead wrong. At least I have a loving family who doesn't love me just for being the BOY-WHO-LIVED. Psht, yeah right! More like he's the, boy-who-lived-because-my-brother-and-I-saved-his-ass! (A.N. The he's the, boy-who-lived-because-my-brother-and-I-saved-his-ass comment is from ZeroRevolution's story Harry Potter and the staff of Aeons. One of my favorite stories EVER! Just read it and you'll see why I love it!)

We were on the way to Hogwarts, finally, and I couldn't be happier. Even though I wouldn't show it because we had to keep up appearances…

"Can we sit here?" I heard a boy's voice said and two boys stood outside of the door, one had black hair and a star shaped scar. I looked at Draco as he nodded. And Adrian and I shared a look.

"What're your names?" the black haired one said.

"My name is Kay Malfoy, and these are my two brothers, Adrian and Draco. What's yours?" I asked.

"Nicholas Potter, the boy who lived," he said.

"Ron Weasley!" said the other one; he had red hair and freckles.

"Oh, another Weasley, see, Potter, the Weasleys have more children than they can afford," Adrian said. Ron stormed out of the compartment, obviously very embarrassed.

"What did you do that for?" he asked. "Ron didn't do anything to you!"

"Au contraire! His dad put our dad on trial for being a death eater! Can you believe it? Luscious Malfoy, a death eater! Ha!" I said.

He got up to go comfort Weasley. "Heard from your brother or sister lately?" I asked.

"No! They died! When Voldemort came to our house when I was one!" he said.

I just shrugged and put a knowing smile on my face. "Did you ever check up on that?" Then I waved my hand at the door and it shut. Wandless magic, gotta love it!

"So, that's the guy who you owe all your beatings to?" Draco asked. "We'll make his life a living hell."

I smiled at my brother. He was always looking out for Adrian and me. I loved him!

When we got to our stop we got off and got into these boats; when we got our first glimpse of Hogwarts there was a huge gasp. It was huge! I mean, you could have fit the Malfoy Manner in there at least 10 times! No joke! But it also had great architecture, the great spiraling towers! They were so high! And the giant doors! It was so beautiful!

We went in the doors and were led into some chambers. I could hear someone talking excitedly, "I read all of the course books and memorized them by heart. I just hope that's enough!"

"Mudblood," my brothers and I said together.

"What did you call her?" Weasley asked

"We called her a mudblood, a muggleborn witch or wizard. Very impure, if you ask me," I said.

"That's very rude of you!" he said.

"That's the point. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll just keep from becoming impurities like you and the mudblood and stand over here," I said, walking over to my brothers.

They were about to bust out laughing. "Shut up! You'll ruin it!" I told them in French.

"S-s-sorry! It's just s-s-so funny!" Draco said back. "You totally got him there!"

"Yeah, he was totally embarrassed!" Adrian said.

"What are you talking about?" Nicholas asked.

"That's for us to know and you to never find out," I said.

"Why? What would be so bad that I, the boy-who-lived, can't hear?" he questioned.

"Ouch! Nicholas, I just got hit by your oversized ego! Which has no basis," I said. "Although I still wonder what happened to your siblings. Oh the big, bad, boy-who-lived, couldn't save his two helpless siblings! He didn't toddle in front of his younger brother and sister, protecting them from the dark lord! No, he cowered behind them, and watched as they were enveloped in the green light of the killing curse! You only lived because they saved your ass! Have you ever been tested for dark magic? They have! They told me! They didn't die then! They were sent to their abusive aunt and uncle! Who killed them! They freaking beat them to death by the time they were six! *Sob* I knew them! They were my best friends *sob*! And your parents sent them to people who killed them!" I fake sobbed. "I never made friends after them! *Sob* I was broken! I remember it clearly! Those Dursleys, I could hear the screaming inside *sob*! And then the screaming just stopped! I walked up to the door and I knocked, asking for Harry *sob* and Lauren and this fat man answered and said that he would take me to them! He took them to their cupboard and then all I saw was two mangled bodies in a pool of blood *sob*! I brought my dad to see them and he took me away and he -*sob*- he said that they were dead! He took them to a muggle hospital, because that was the only place close enough, and they were pronounced dead *sob*!" I faked, onto Draco's shoulder, with Adrian hugging me and comforting me. It was a good act, if I do say so myself.

"What's going on here?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I'm sorry," I sobbed. "I was just asking about Nicholas's brother and sister who went to their aunt and uncle and were beaten to death, and they were my best friends!" He-he, they were me and Adrian but they didn't need to know that.

"I'm so sorry!" she said hugging me.

"It's ok, I'm alright, I just miss them," I said, sniffling.

"Wait, Nicholas's siblings died 10 years ago, he's the only one who lived," she said.

"No, they were sent to the Dursleys and were beaten to death, 5 years ago, *sob*," I fake sobbed.

"It's ok; it's all right; it's ok," she comforted.

I flashed a smile at Draco and Adrian. They knew it was all faked. Sucking up to the teachers is a good thing. Other students came over to me and comforted me too.

"Alright, let's go to the great hall for your sorting!" Professor McGonagall said.

We walked into the great hall. Its ceiling was enchanted to look like the sky! It was so pretty, but Draco, Adrian, and I pretended not to be impressed, Malfoys had to keep being dignified.

This rugged hat that mother would never let near the house was on a stool like all the professors were. I thought 'What is that thing doing in the great hall?'

Until it started singing, it sang,

From J.K. Rowling's "Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone"

Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see.

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you're a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means

To archive their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!

Everyone started clapping, though I don't know why, we have pillow cases that can sing better than that!

"ADAMS, MADISON!" Professor McGonagall called.

The hat sat on her head for a while and called out, "HUFFLEPUFF!"

Bla, Bla, Bla…

"MALFOY, DRACO!"

The hat had barely touched his head when it called out, "SLYTHERIN!"

Adrian and I looked at each other and waited for them to call out my name, but all she said was,

"MEMORE, SUSAN!"

We were shocked, they skipped over us! UGH! I was so mad!

Bla, bla, bla…

"POTTER, HARRY!"

Adrian tensed; I knew if I didn't hold him back, he would go up the headmaster and rip his throat out.

"It's ok, we're Malfoys now, and we'll tell them about their mistake, they'll know that the Potters died when their parents sent them to the Dursleys."

No one came up. "HARRY POTTER?" Still no one came up.

"Ok, Harry, last chance!"

"POTTER, LAUREN!"

I didn't come up. I knew that we would tell them about their mistake after everyone was sorted.

"NICHOLAS POTTER!"

The hat barely touched his head when it yelled out, "GRYFFINDOR!"

Bla, bla, bla…

"ZAMBINI, BLAZE!" Professor McGonagall said.

He was a Slytherin too.

It was over FINALLY!

Adrian and I were still standing there, just waiting for someone to notice us. No one did so I said, "You never said Kay or Adrian Malfoy! We're here and we know we're not squibs! I've been controlling wandless magic since I was 4, so you need to sort us or our mother and father will come here and bring us to Durmstrang and Beauxbatons! They can at least recognize magical talent where it lies!"

"Come here, children," Dumbledore said. "It seems like you have glamour charm on you two!"

"He might, but I can promise you there is no glamour charm on me! I have a photographic memory! I can remember all the way back to when I was just a baby! I don't remember any glamour charm being put on me!" I said but I did go up to him with Adrian.

"Identity Revelatum!" he said.

Harry looked exactly like Nicholas and it had no effect what-so-ever on me. It had no effect on Metamorphmagi, like me.

"Wow! Adrian Malfoy is actually Harry Potter! I never knew!" I said in a sarcastic gushing voice. "And Lauren Potter is a Metamorphmagus who is Kay Malfoy! That's amazing! It's so great! Oh my gosh! And the Potter parents are teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts and charms! Now they can be reunited and live as a happy family! NOT! They're the ones that kicked us out when we were little, gave us to the Dursleys and in turn, forced us to endure multiple beatings until we were four and five! Some we still have scars from!" I changed back to my real form, which was a girl form of Harry and Nicholas.

"Well, my dears, why didn't you come up when you were called?" Dumbledore asked.

"Because we weren't called! My name is Kay Malfoy! I was never called! And my brother is Adrian Malfoy! I never heard those names being called! Did you hear?" I asked.

"No, but your names are Harry and Lauren Potter," he said.

"Look old man! Get this through your head! I. AM. KAY. MALFOY. NOT . LAUREN. POTTER.

"You are Lauren Potter young missy and you will like it!" James said.

"No one but my mother and father can talk to me or my sister like that. You are not them. They are Lucious and Narcissa Malfoy. They took me away from the Dursleys! They are more parents than you ever were!" Adrian said.

"Don't talk to your mother like that!" James said.

"Don't talk to me like you're my father. You aren't, never were, and never will be." Harry said with iciness like father's (Lucious).

"Don't even pretend. We had a blood adoption done, and we had a powerful wizard cast a glamour charm on him while I'm and a Metamorphmagus! So he didn't need to! So can we please be called by our real names and get sorted so that we can eat!" I said.

They did and I knew we had made a lifelong enemy of the headmaster. I performed the glamour charm on Adrian and I changed myself into my preferred form. We were both sorted into Slytherin, again thanks to mother and father. Otherwise we would have turned out like the Potter brat!