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" What is it, Professor Quirrel?" stuttered the proud voice of Draco Malfoy. Proud to be individually chosen to speak with his teacher, but the young boy of eleven couldn't help but tremble at the darkness of the Forest. Harry made sure this time to be perfectly silent.

The turbaned man eyed Draco carefully. " You're el-el-el-even D-d-raco?" he asked, keeping up the stuttering disguise. Draco was naïve, but not stupid. He would detect peculiarity. Malfoy nodded.

" Eleven and three quarters, sir" he added. Quirrel eyed the boy, obviously disappointed. " I mean, one quarter" Draco corrected, seeing the look on his professor. " So…y-y-your v-v-very young?" Quirrelmort continued. Draco nodded vigorously, eager to please, although Harry could see the offended glint in his eyes.

He smiled at the young boy. " You m-m-may g-go" Quirrel shoed, and with a quick step of the foot, he was gone. Draco exited the Forest immediately, not wanting to be a second more in there.

" I don't understand why you torment him so. He's so cute" whined his sister. Fate sighed. 'Cute' or not, Harry Potter was messing things up. Again. Perhaps that ….what was it? Reagan? Perhaps Reagan wasn't the only problem. Harry was most definitely an absolute dunce. Why in the holy name of Danny Zuko's* sideburns did he have to row with the future love of his life? Ugh, he hated that word. Future. It reminded him of his baby sister, Destiny.

" I swear, if that Hollis Stranger doesn't work out, I might just have to visit him myself" Destiny went on. Fate glared. " It will work out because I am Fate, and I decide it will" he barked. You would think living for a billion years would calm a person down, but obviously Fate didn't get the memo. Destiny rolled her eyes as she looked down to the raven-haired boy. " What is that wonderful Muggle saying again? Take a chill pill! Ha! Don't I sound devilishly 'posh'?" she snickered. Her older brother didn't laugh.

" Stop being such a worrywart. Just because Mama Kitty doesn't talk to you anymore because Mafietta does, doesn't mean you have to blow off steam the aggressive way" Destiny sighed. Mama Kitty was named that because she was always attracting kittens with her golden yarn. They loved it when she cut the string, and she constantly was.

Fate joined his sister at the observation of Harry Potter. " Harry Potter will do what is right, if it costs him his life".

A/N: *Danny Zuko is the popular jock from Grease. Hope you enjoyed the chapter anyhow.