This bit is where you meet the Head of the School.

James Potter and Voldermort's Heir.

Chapter 3: The new Head of Hogwarts

Grawp led them across the muddy grounds, the children's cloaks flowing behind them in the wind. There was a slight fog ahead, but the bright Castle could still be seen.

"Here's the lake. Get in groups of 4." Grawp told them. Raven, Sam and James stayed put. Lots of people wanted to be the last person in the group. "Enough! ENOUGH! James and you two- be a group of 3. The REST OF YA' IN GROUPS OF FOUR!" Grawp shouted. "Great! More room for our legs." Raven said happily. "You mean my legs!" Sam corrected her, "They are longer than yours, and therefore need the space." All three giggled. "Oh you know I'm joking. Me and James are both tall, Raven, I'm afraid to say you're the smallest." Sam said. "Oh I don't mind, it's not a problem. You two can have the most room." Raven took Sam seriously. Sam and James laughed. "How nice. Thanks Raven." James replied.

"LINE UP IN YA' FOURS! No, Sandy! In lines of four! Where's ya' group?" Grawp shouted. While Grawp sorted Sandy out, everyone lined up. James's group were third, the Slytherin's pushed infront

"Hey, Ya' guys, Sandy ere' has no group. Can she join yours?" Grawp asked. "Of course! Come with us Sandy." Raven accepted. "Thanks" Sandy replied. "Oh that's fine." Raven said politely.

The lines of 4 got into different boats, and Grawp set the Boats off, him In front. The waters they sailed in were nice and calm, and when James looked down into it he could see his reflection- although it was wavy, it was clear. Sam and James repeatedly put their hands in as the boat moved. It was cold, and it rippled at their touch. The stars were bright in the sky, the moon cut in half. Its bright lights reflected on the surface of the water, and the reflection of the moon could be seen on it. That's all Raven stared at all day, whilst talking to Sandy about the Quibbler, and Nargles. Strangely, Sandy looked interested. And her face lit up as she explained how she read the quibbler all the time- and how she had made friends with the editor's grand-daughter.

"So what's your second name Sam?" James asked him. "My second name is long-legs." Sam replied, with a smirk on his face. "What? Seriously!" James laughed. "Alright. It's Blackmoon. Sam Blackmoon." Sam told him. "I love that name! I would swap, but I love my name anyway. I'm not being vein of course." Raven sneezed, "Oh god sorry!" "It is nice, isn't it?" Sandy cried. "I guess so, yeah..." Sam said- he looked slightly embarrassed.

"ERE' WE ARE! GET OUT YA' BOATS WHEN YOUR BOAT GETS TA' THE OTHER SIDE!" Grawp called. "Oh, we're here!" Raven shouted. "Yeah, we know." James said back. Sam rolled his eyes.

When their boat reached the other side, they exited. "EVERYONE GET INNA' SINGLE FILE LINE. NO EVAN FISHER! SINGLE FILE!" Grawp shouted. When everyone exited, they walked to the entrance to the Castle. This side wasn't muddy- but the grass was slightly damp. They found path, and soon reached a marble staircase to the doors. Grawp pushed them open, and bent down so he would not bump his head. His gigantic hands felt the staircase, and he walked up them. He led them across a hallway full of paintings. They heard people shouting "They're moving!" "My dad told me about these!" "SHHH! WE NEED TA' MAKE A QUIET ENTRANCE. WALK DOWN THE ROW IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BENCHES, AND MAKE A CROWD INFRONT OF THE CHAIR WITH THE SORTIN' HAT ON TOP." Hagrid explained. "Ready?" He asked. "Yes" Many mumbled, a few people shaking. "Then let's go." Grawp's enormous hands pushed open the Great Hall's doors, and they walked in.

"And here come the First Years!" Came the croaky voice of the new Headmistress, Professor McGonagall.