First Lessons

September 1st 2001, Hogwarts

Draco smiled to himself as he watched Amelia walk over to the Slytherin table, followed by her small contingent of guards. His task was going to be so much easier now that she was in Slytherin. As he waited to be called, he went over the plans in his head. Plan A - Convince her to marry him and join the Dark Lord without using any help. Well, he could do the last bit, but surely there was no way that she would join the Dark Lord willingly. The of course there was Plan B - Trick her into drinking the potion, giving him a half hour window to tell her what to think. Then, when the half hour was up, she think those thoughts were hers, and she would be none the wiser. He personally thought that it was a bit extreme, going from persuasion to more or less enslavement, but he had to do what he was told. The problem would of course be her Auror guard. For either plan, he needed her trust. There was one other option, which he didn't want to contemplate. "Malfoy, Draco." was called, and that hat barely touched his head before shouting,

"Slytherin." He smirked, and walked to sit next to Amelia.

Snape looked at his new Slytherins or rather, one particular Slytherin. Amelia Bartlet looked like her mother in every way. He looked over at Lily sitting next to James, and then back at Amelia, but he could see no difference between them. He would protect her he decided, and he would not lose her as he lost Lily.

Amelia was smiling happily, looking around the great hall now that she could see it. It did look spectacular, but the teachers were what caught her eye. First, there was a black-haired man, whose hair looked like it needed a shower, staring at her. She then looked down the table, and her smile disappeared off her face. Down at the end were both of her parents, smiling proudly. She only realised why when Draco said, "Potter got into Gryffindor, thought he would." he stopped, frowning, and then continued, "You alright?"

"Yeah, just the Potters are down there."

"Damn, forgot to tell you. I'm sure the old coot will tell us though." he said and she realised Dumbledore was standing, and that she had missed the rest of the sorting.

"Welcome, or welcome back as the case may be. Now before we start, I have a few announcements. First may I please all of our returning students by announcing a new History of Magic teacher." He stopped, as the hall was full of cheers from all four houses. "I welcome Professor Potter, who will be taking the class." Everyone but Slytherin clapped as Lily stood up, and then sat back as Dumbledore continued. "Secondly, please welcome Professor Quirrell, who shall be assisting in Defence against the Dark Arts." When Quirrell stood, there was half-hearted clapping throughout the hall, and he sat back down once more. "Lastly, be aware that the forest is forbidden to all students, and that the third floor corridor on the right side is out of bounds to those who do not wish to die a most horrible death. Enjoy the feast." With that he sat down, and food appeared over every table, and all the students started to grab food, apart from two, Amelia and Draco. They were sitting, trying to understand the headmaster's speech.

"You don't go and say that though, it's just asking for someone to go and explore." Amelia said, and started to put food on her plate.

"Yeah, well he was Gryffindor." Draco replied, as if that answered everything.

When the Slytherins were outside their common room, Amelia paused. "Do you know where my guard are Draco?"

"No, but they were held back by Dumbledore."

"Damn meddling coot." She said, and walked through the door, unaware of Draco smirking behind her. "You coming in or are you going to sleep out there." she called, and he rushed through. He immediately wished he had not as he literally ran into Professor Snape, who turned around, saw who it was, then just turned back to the rest of the first years.

"Welcome to Slytherin House. Know this first, you are the best this school has, and we in Slytherin take care of our own. Petty squabbles take place in here, but outside we stick together. If you must break the rules, do not get caught. If you are, then I will not help you. Boys dorms are on the left, girls on the right two to a dorm, and your partners have already been chosen. You will be up and ready for breakfast at or before eight, if you are not up by then, you will be locked in until lessons. Now get to bed, Miss Bartlet, come with me." he said, finishing his explanation of the Slytherin house before leaving with a confused Amelia.

"Where are we going?"

"To the Headmaster's office." Snape said simply, before continuing.

When they arrived at a wall with a gargoyle set inside, Snape stopped. "Sherbet Lemon." he said distastefully, and the eagle leaped aside to reveal a staircase. Just outside the door, Snape stopped again. "Now listen, answer any question, do not stay silent, understand?" Amelia could only nod at this, and they entered. Amelia was disgusted by the lack of academic equipment, but there were strange devices all spinning, and a beautiful phoenix was sitting on a perch. She nodded to Dumbledore, but could not stop her next words coming out of her mouth as she saw the other two people present.

"What are they doing here?" she almost screamed, pointing at Lily and James.

"With respect headmaster, they have no reason to be here."

"We have more reason than you Snape." James said, attempting a sneer.

"I am her head of house Potter, you are not anything to her, judging by her reaction."

"We have every right to be here Snivillius."

"Silence both of you. Miss Bartlet they are here by my request." Dumbledore said, trying to diffuse the situation.

"Doesn't mean I have to like it sir." she said, before sitting down in the chair in front of his desk.

"I never said that, but I wish you could get along. Now we have a few things to discuss Miss Bartlet. I have removed your security detail from the castle."

"Why would you do that? My father gave me that security for a reason, not so you could just send it away."

"They are not needed Miss Bartlet."

"I don't care. I was given them by my father, and I demand to have them back now."

"Miss Bartlet, you're father no longer has any power here, nor do you. As far as your Aurors are concerned, you were to be escorted to the castle. They have done so and I told them to leave."

"You can't do this."

"Actually I can."

"Father will hear about this."

"Well, that will be an interesting conversation. Secondly are your holiday arrangements."

"What about it, not allowed to go home now?"

"No, we just need to know so that we can arrange a portkey. We feel it would be too dangerous for you to keep going back and forth."

"So I can go?"

"Of course Miss Bartlet."

"Darling, won't you please just stay with us. Even if it is just for a couple of days." Lily said, eyes pleading.

"No, it won't happen. Anyway, don't you think it is confusing to have Professor Potter and Professor Potter when the two of you are in the same room?" Amelia said, trying to distract them from the conversation.

"Suppose it would be quite confusing." James said.

"Could make for something interesting, anyway may I go sir."

"You may. Severus, please escort her back."

"Of course, Headmaster." As Snape walked Amelia out, Dumbledore turned to the Potters, as they watched the two leave.

"What are we going to do Albus?" Lily said, letting out a sob.

"Honestly Lily, I don't know."

Back in the Slytherin common room, Amelia was fuming, how dare Dumbledore remove her security personnel. She pulled out her phone and turned it on. She was happy to find that it was fully charged, and did work after all. She decided to send a quick text rather than make a phone call, and so she typed one in, summing up the day, before going to bed. This would be sorted quickly.

September 2nd 2001, Hogwarts

Amelia was woken by her alarm at 6:30, and was amazed to see that she was the first up. She got out of bed, careful not to wake up her roommate, and walked into the shower. Coming out a little while later, she felt refreshed, and wondered what her first lessons of her education would be. Going downstairs, she met Draco sitting by the door. "Hey Draco."

"Hi Amy, so you ready to go to breakfast?"

"Were you waiting for me?"

"Why not. You need someone to show the way. After all, you were dragged to Dumbledore last night."

"I came here first.

"You were nearly asleep."

"Alright, alright." She said, giving in to Draco. Draco smirked, then opened the door, leading her out.

After arriving in the hall, Amy sat down to breakfast, and it was clearly earlier than it seemed. There were only a few people in the hall, mostly Ravenclaws. However, she sat down all the same, and noticed only two teachers at the table. The Potters. She tried to put it out of her mind, and carried on regardless, placing food on her plate while grabbing a book out of her bag as well. Glancing at the cover, she sighed and put it away. Maths was not the best thing to read at breakfast.

It was not until later that things started to get interesting. At around half-eight, the great hall was full, with everyone eating and having conversations. However, Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen. Snape was walking down the table, handing out the timetables. She had finished her breakfast ages ago, and was currently reading her muggle history book. Hearing Snape approaching, she put the book down and looked up. "Your timetable Miss Bartlet."

"Thank you Professor." she answered, taking it as he moved on. Potions to start. Did not seem too bad, but then both DADA and History of Magic. She groaned and banged her head on the table.

"It's not going to be your favourite day today is it?" Draco asked, slightly amused. His amusement only grew when the head on the table just shook its head, before it picked itself up.

"Only one thing can make this day end well Draco."

"And what's that?"

"Pancakes." And with that she stood, making her way out of the hall. Draco shook his head, and made to follow her, grabbing her bag on his way out.

Draco caught up with Amelia just outside the potions classroom. They only had two minutes until the first class, and he could here Gryffindors coming around the corner. "Inside Amy." he said abruptly, before nudging her in and guiding her to a workbench, sitting down next to her.

"I don't have my bag Draco." She said, turning to look at him, and saw her bag in his hand. Taking it, she gave a mumbled "Thanks" as the Gryffindors entered. She saw the Potter kid look around, and approach her and Draco.

"Hey sis, why don't you come sit over here with me. We can get to know each other."

"No, I don't think I will Potter." She said, and turned away. She did not see Weasley approaching.

"What are you doing with a slimy snake Harry. Come on." he said, but Harry pushed him away. "Oh right." He said, and made to reach for Amelia. Just at that moment, Snape walked in.

"Twenty points from Gryffindor for attempting to attack another student. Ten points from Gryffindor for each one not sitting down. Ten points to Slytherin for being ready." Weasley gaped at Snape, but before he could utter a retort, Harry nudged him, and he went to sit down. "There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I do not expect many of you to appreciate the exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few, who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to ensnare the mind and bewitch the senses, I can tell how to bottle fame, how to brew glory and even, put a stopper in death. Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention." He stopped, looking directly at Harry. "Mr Potter, our new celebrity. Tell me Potter, what ingredients are used in Veritaserum?" He waited for a moment before continuing. "Don't know? Thought you would not have to open a book before now class did you. 10 points from Gryffindor. Today you will be making boil curing potion instructions are on the board." He waved his wand at the board. He pretended not to notice the giggling of Amelia.

As soon as Amelia and Draco exited potions, they could not help bursting out laughing. "That was fun seeing Gryffindor lose so many points in the first lesson." Draco said.

"It was brilliant." Amelia managed to get out.

"Oi, Bartlet!" A voice shouted from behind them, they turned and the Weasel was walking towards them.

"What do you want Weasel?" Draco asked curtly, wanting to get away from him.

"Bloody slimy snakes the both of you, getting us into trouble like that. Why would you even do such a thing to your own brother?" Ron started to rant, only stopping to catch his breath.

"Leave her alone Ron, it's not like she actually did anything." Harry said, trying to not have to choose between his friend and his sister, especially after the telling off he got after the train incident.

"You're defending her? Bloody hell, what is the world coming to?" Ron said, but walked off, still moaning about Slytherins.

"I don't need you to defend me Potter!" Amelia said, before she too stalked off. Draco sneered, and walked off behind her, leaving Harry to wonder what he had done wrong.

It was time for his class, and James was more anxious then he had been when he gave his first class the year before. This had both his son and his daughter in it. He had heard about the incident on the train. It seemed Harry had not liked her much after she pushed him a bit in Diagon Alley, but to let Ron try to grab her. He just could not believe he had done that and had told him off. Harry needed to get himself under control. Just then, the door opened, and Amelia and Draco were the first to step in, followed by the rest of the Slytherins, and then finally the Gryffindors. He waited until they had sat down and then began the lesson.

Amelia was in worse mood after DADA. It had been clear that Potter had been trying to get on her good side, namely by keeping awarding her points for random things, and she did not like it. Apparently, Draco found it funny that she was annoyed for actually doing well. He had earned a slap for that, and it had shut him up rather well. Before long, she had to sit through the History of Magic introduction, and she although she was again given an unreasonable amount of points, she noticed it was for things she actually did. Whatever they were trying to do, it would not work. She was not a Potter, and the quicker they realised it, the better.