A/N: Hello. I'm touched at the reviews I received. I'm so happy you enjoyed my story and I hope the sequel will be as good. Here is the second chapter.

krillball6- I'm glad you like it so far… and don't give me glares yet. I understand the title sounds evil… but it really isn't… it's more twisted tragedy sort of way… check out the genre. I know you think Desmond was supposed to be in Slytherin, but he is going to stay in Gryffindor, because it suits him more. His sister will be coming to Hogwarts in Ch.4 and things will pick up quickly from there.

batbones- As I said today in P.E. I'm considering the idea of Potter and Malfoy, but I'm not sure yet. It is a very fragile decision that might drastically effect the plot and steer it downhill… which kinda means going uphill because this story will be going downhill from Ch. 4…

superspunky7- I'll try to have Ch. 10 tonight.

Don't forget to review.

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Next morning at breakfast…

"Gryffindor has DADA, Potions, and flying lessons with Slytherin this year," said Jacob, a Gryffindor first year. "And everything else with Huflepuff."

"We have Charms, Herbology, and DADA before Lunch," said Desmond, looking over the schedule.

"Isn't your mother the DADA Professor?" asked Ruby, overhearing their conversation.

Desmond nodded at the second year.

"She's an awesome teacher; a bit strict, but she teaches well," said Ruby and then turned away to her friends.

"That must be awkward. Having you mum at you school," said Jacob.

Desmond shrugged. "I never thought about it. She promised not to bother me unless it was something about my grades."

"That's good," said Jacob. "What's after lunch?"

Desmond finished chewing and said, "Potions and Transfiguration. After dinner we have Astronomy."

In Charms, they were working on Wingardiem Leviosa. A few first years got the feather in the air, including Desmond, but most feathers remained un-levitated. In Herbology Professor Sprout gave them a lecture on plants and the importance of knowing information about each one.

The next class was DADA. The first years piled into the classroom and took their seats quietly. Jacqueline was waiting for them and then when everyone was seated she didn't say anything. There was great tension in the room as Jacqui scrutinized every member of the room.

"Knowing defense against the foulest spell known to wizards is one of the most important things you need to know in your life," said Jacqueline her expression cold, arrogant, and unreadable.

A Slytherin boy raised his hand. "Mr. Bancroft, question?"

"So you're saying that we don't need to know anything other than DADA?" he asked, smirking.

Desmond shook his head softly, knowing that you should never question Jacqueline. Jacqueline didn't react in any way, but her voice became sharper. "Mr. Bancroft, in defense you need to know how to charm any object so it will be of use. It also includes knowing how to brew the perfect potion or a sleeping draught and Herbology so you know how which plant to use in your mixture and what substitutions can be made. You need to know how to transform yourself and other objects into something that will enable you to succeed. So, I believe I made my point, Mr. Bancroft." Riley Bancroft nodded silently and Jacqueline turned to the rest of the class. "As you progress through the school years, you will be able to use your own judgment on certain things in this class. Several spells may be used to have several effects. As your knowledge grows, you will be more independent and less dependant on your wand."

The rest of the lesson passed well and Jacqueline treated Desmond like every other member of the classroom, having to call on him once. As they left the classroom, Camilla and Marcella walked up to Desmond and asked, "How'd it feel having your mum call on you in class?"

The other shrugged and replied, "Awkward at first, but I guess I'll get used to it."

The three were then joined by Jacob and he glanced at the two girls apprehensively. When they came to the Great Hall, the group separated; the guys going to the Gryffindor Table and the girls to the Slytherin.

"Why were you talking to them? They're in Slytherin," asked Jacob at Lunch.

"They're my friends," said Desmond simply.

"Just saying that no one in Slytherin turned out well," said Jacob and turned to his food.

Desmond looked up at Jacob, eyes slightly ablaze. "Not everyone," he said semi- sharply. Jacob looked up, and asked, "What did I say?"

"My father was in Slytherin," said Desmond.

"Ok, sorry mate," said Jacob and took a bite from his bread.

Desmond stared at the Slytherin banner and then went back to his food.

After lunch, the Gryffindors were met by the Slytherins in the dungeons. Snape walked into the room and it immediately fell silent. He took a roll call and paused at Demond's name before saying it. He then said what he had been saying his all teaching career, "Here you will learn the delicate science and exact art of potion making. There will be no foolish wand-waving here for that will result in immediate detention. I don't expect you will understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses… only a few can take to the art," at that Snape glanced at Desmond. Or was it just Desmond's imagination. No, he must have imagined it and continued listening to the Potions Master go on and on about Potions. He soon found that Snape favored his and quote Jacob, 'precious Slytherins' and seemed only well mannered to only one Gryffindor… him. Again, why? Desmond didn't know. He sensed that there was more to it than he knew, but he let the events take their own course.

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The rest of the year went by smoothly. Desmond made friends of Diana and Lucy. He and his mother avoided each other around the school and only talked when at home or if it was something about a grade. His exams were passed with all O's. He still didn't make heads and tails of the Snape favoritism to him or why he was in Slytherin. He failed to get an answer out of his mother on her school placement at Hogwarts. She was fairly tight about her past. All he and Adrianne knew about Jacqueline was that she spent her seventh year at Hogwarts and that she and Draco were childhood friends.