Sorry everyone. I felt I needed to change parts of this chapter. I'm going on vacation so hopefully that'll give me some time to get some writing done.

Part 10

The next day came quickly. The girls were sitting together in the Great Hall enjoying their breakfast and trying to remember all the places Gemma had shown them the day before.

"It shouldn't be this hard to remember where a classroom is." Hanna sighed.

"We have Potions first, and we know where that is, then I'm pretty sure we can find the Defence Against the Dark Arts room and if we get lost we can ask another Slytherin." Leah said brightly.

"Why do I feel like we should just ask a Gryffindor?" Siren muttered.

Vanessa turned to Siren. "Tell me about your brother. From what I've heard he's some sort of celebrity and no one's bothered to tell me why."

Siren instantly smiled. "Well, first off, I'm pretty sure that my aunt and uncle have been hiding the existence of magic from him seeing as how whenever I go to see him they remind me not to do anything abnormal."

Samantha's jaw dropped. "They're trying to hide the existence of magic from Harry Potter?"

Siren nodded. "But anyways," her voice dropped into a whisper, "my little brother defeated You-Know-Who. He was killed when the Killing Curse that he used to kill my parents backfired and wound up killing himself and leaving Harry with a lightening bolt scar on his forehead." She glanced up. "I'll tell you more later, here comes Gemma."

"Morning, firsties, I trust you can all find your classes without grovelling for help?"

Vanessa, eyes narrowing, was first to speak. "Of course, Gemma. And I was just thinking" Without waiting for an answer, the ebony haired girl continued. "Remember when I asked for you to join our conversation? No? Me either."

Gemma opened and closed her mouth a few times before she spoke. "Why you little-"

"Is there a problem here, Miss Farley?" Said a dull, monotone voice.

It was Professor Snape.

The Prefect's eyes widened a little bit more before she said, "No, Professor. There's no problem, no problem at all."

The sallow skinned teacher nodded and Gemma stalked off to her seat.

Professor Snape turned to Magenta, who had not spoken a word all morning.

"You best be on time." He said.

"Of course, father." the young girl said before Snape walked away.

It was silent for a moment as the girls adjusted to this new information.

Samantha broke the silence. "Geez, Vanessa, did you have to sass the Prefect?"

The other girls laughed, even Magenta gave a small half smile.

Siren stood. "Come on, we're gonna be late for Potions."

~"We're all stories in the end, just make sure it's a good one."~

The girls walked into the Potions classroom and took their seats.

Vanessa caught one of the Weasley twins waving from across the room and she smiled briefly before her attention was diverted by Professor Snape billowing into the room.

He gave a little speech on what they were going to be learning about during the term. It all sounded rather boring coming from him, but Vanessa dismissed that to the way he spoke because she knew that Hogwarts was going to be anything but boring.

After a few more minutes of Professor Snape talking, he had them all start taking notes.

After that was Defence Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy, Charms. Then they had Transfiguration.

To say Transfiguration was fun was an understatement. Professor McGonagall, though she was strict, seemed to be the best teacher yet.

Throughout the duration of the class, they were all attempting to turn matchsticks into needless and no one was really having any luck.

Vanessa have an exasperated sigh and paused in her efforts.

There were snippets of conversations floating around the room. However, only the one from a pair of boys seated directly behind her and Siren seemed to grab her interest.

"Yeah, the Black girl. The one in front of us. You reckon she's like her father? Or you reckon she's like that psycho aunt of hers?"

"Does it matter? They're both in Azkaban. With any luck, the Ministry of Magic will grow some sense and get her out of here before she goes cuckoo, too."

Vanessa felt tears swell in her eyes and she lowered her head so that her bangs fell over her eyes, shielding them from view.

"Uh-oh, mate, I think she heard you. Better be careful, you don't want her to curse you."

"McGregor, Olivier, detention. And five points from Slytherin. I will not tolerate bullying in any form in my classroom." McGonagall had appeared out of absolutely nowhere. "You two may continue with your work in silence. If you find a problem with that, I will not find a problem in separating you both."

"You okay?" Siren asked.

Vanessa nodded.

"What gits. Don't listen to them." The redhead said, shooting a glare behind her.

Class ended and they were gathering their things, ready to head to the Great Hall for lunch when Professor McGonagall stopped them.

"You go to lunch, Miss Potter, Miss Black will be along shortly."

Siren nodded and smiled at Vanessa before heading out of the classroom.

"Am I in trouble, Professor?" She asked.

"Of course not. I just wanted to ask you something. From what Professor Dumbledore had told me, you know nothing of your family?"

Vanessa nodded.

"But from what I've just heard, you now know some things."

She nodded again. "Just that my father was a murdered."

"Yes, unfortunately. Your father was put in Azkaban for his crimes. As for the aunt that was mentioned, that would be Bellatrix Lestrange. She was imprisoned for being a Death Eater." McGonagall sighed. "You do, however have other family members. You have another aunt, Narcissa Malfoy. Both her and your father's cousin, Nymphandora Tonks, have been trying to get Dumbledore to allow them at Hogwarts so that they could meet you."

"They're not like my father and my aunt are they?" Vanessa asked.

"No. Despite the fact that I enjoy Tonks' much more than the Malfoy's, they are not like your father and your aunt. However they desperately wish to speak with you and have given the Headmaster no rest with their constant owls. But it is up to you if you wish to meet them."

Vanessa began to feel excitement swelling up in her. "When would I be able to meet them?"

McGonagall smiled at the young girl's excitement. "Not until Christmas break. But I will inform Dumbledore of your decision and he will most likely tell them. You'll probably receive an owl by Saturday if not sooner."

"Really?" Vanessa felt the smile on her face grow.

McGonagall nodded. "Now, off to lunch with you. I will tell Dumbledore of your decision."

"Thank you, Professor!"