- Chapter 5

Slytherin Sucks

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Forge: Hey Gred, do we own HP yet?

Gred: Sadly, no we do not

Forge: Crap, so I guess it still belongs to JK Rowling.

Gred: For now…*evil laugh*

Forge: What?

Gred: Nothing.

A/N: Hello our totally awesome readers! Ok, here is our message: WE ARE SO SUPER DOOPER OOBER SORRY for the totally late update! I know we said that we would try and update soon, but we got caught up in school, and homework, and well…life. This chapter is a little short, but don't you fret we are going to try and get the next chapter up soon!

We hope you understand. So without further ado!

Previously…

Lily's voice faded as her eyes trailed up Al's face, landing on his forehead. There, beneath the raven black hair, was a thin lightning shaped scar.

Then it dawned on her. This wasn't Al.

Oh. Merlin.

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Lily looked up at the boy in front of her, gaping like a fish. Of course, Harry knew he should be used to this kind of reaction. After all, he was Harry Potter. Suddenly, he felt very self-conscious.

"Ok, well…if that's all." Harry tried to push past Lily.

"Daddy!" Lily didn't know what urge caused her to utter that word. It just blurted out. The shock of seeing her dad in the past, so young seemed to have stopped her common sense.

"What?"

A deer caught in headlights. That's how Lily felt.

"I-um, I mean my daddy. Yeah, he er, talks a lot about you." Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Lily cursed herself at the lame answer. Suddenly she wished that James, or Teddy, or even Al was there. They would know what to say and do. Lily knew that her dad hated it when people he didn't know would come up to him and act like old friends.

Harry nodded his head and was about to walk away. Something possessed Lily in that moment, because she spontaneously threw her arms around his neck in an embrace. Just as quickly as it happened she let go, blushing furiously.

"S-sorry. I don't know why I did that. Um…bye." And with that she scurried off in the other direction, leaving Harry looking utterly bewildered.

She faintly heard a voice say, "Was that Ginny who just gave you a hug?"

"No. Some first year just called me 'Daddy', hugged me, and ran off."

The other voice laughed. "I'm telling you mate, these girls get crazier every year." The rest of the sentences faded away as Lily leaned against a nearby wall. I just saw Dad. She chanted in her head. I just saw Dad. I just saw Dad as a student. I'm going to Hogwarts. With. My. Dad.

The thought it was so crazy, so preposterous, and yet so true, that Lily couldn't help but laugh loudly. A few people walking by starred at her in curiosity but Lily didn't care.

I just saw my daddy.

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Al starred apprehensively at the large dungeon doors leading to the Slytherin common room. He shivered a little. Slytherin. Of course, in Al's current, future time, the Slytherins weren't so bad. The war had sobered many of them up and there was definitely much less blood prejudice. The word "Mudblood" was a very uncommon thing in Al's time. But this wasn't Al's time. In this time, there are prejudices everywhere. This was before the war changed the lives and thoughts of so many, and you wouldn't stand a chance with the Slytherins if you were unlike them.

After saying the password of "Pureblood" and taking a deep breath, he willed himself to walk into the room. He almost gasped at the sight before him. It was certainly a very different atmosphere than he was used to. The low-ceilinged, dungeon-like room was filled with greenish lanterns and chairs. The room contained lots of low backed black and dark green leather sofas with buttons, skulls, and dark wood cupboards. Although the atmosphere was spooky, cold, and very intimidating, Al had to admit that it was a grand sight.

Al tried to scurry to his dorm as fast as he could without being seen and starting any trouble. Unfortunately, for Al, he had 'Potter Luck'. And unfortunately for Al, that wasn't a good thing.

In his haste to keep his head down and go unnoticed, he bumped into somebody else, knocking them both down.

"Watch it!" sneered the boy. "Do you even bother to look where you're going?"

"S-sorry." Al stuttered. He always stuttered when he was nervous, a habit that James teased him profusely on.

As they both got up, Al could get a good look at the other boy's face. Pale, pointed, with white-blonde hair. He suppressed a gasp. This boy looked exactly like Scorpius Malfoy! But if that was the case…then it wasn't a good thing. Once two boys who very much resembled bodyguards lifted Malfoy to his feet, he stared at Al straight in the face.

"OI POT-HEAD. WHAT ARE YOU BLOODY DOING IN HERE?" Malfoy's face was so full of outrage, that it shocked Al. even though he knew Malfoy must have been mistaking him for his dad, it still made Al nervous when he called him 'Potter'. By this time, a large group of Slytherins started gathering round. Mutters of "Potter" "Someone get Professor Snape!" "He'll be in for it this time." "How did he bloody get in here?" "Come on, just one hex," flittered around the room, but no one did anything; preferring to see how Malfoy would deal with his worst enemy.

Now Al was panicking: Malfoy had just taken out his wand.

"N-no. I-I'm not-I'm not-P-Potter. I-I'm not h-him."

Malfoy seemed to be calculating him up and down, from his unruly Potter hair, to his emerald green eyes. Then he looked at his slightly shaking form. Al was a little ashamed. He was sure his father would never be shaking like he was. He was positive that James would never be stuttering like he was. Some Gryffindor I am.

But then Malfoy looked at his forehead. No scar. His eyes narrowed.

"Who are you, why haven't I ever seen you before, and why do you look like Potter's twin?" his questions were fired so fast Al had to replay them in his head to understand.

"I'm an exchange student from Durmstrang." He said in what he hoped was a confident tone. "And, I-I've never met P-Potter in my life. Really, I s-swear."

"What's your name?" snapped Malfoy

"Al"

"Well? Do you have a sir name?"

The two body guards chuckled stupidly but Al didn't see what was so funny about the statement.

"No. It's…Um…" what was his supposed last name? He couldn't believe that Dumbledore never told him.

Malfoy scoffed. "What? Forgot your own name?"

Al blushed. He was sure he liked this Malfoy a lot less than Scorpius.

"N-no. It's Al…" he suddenly had a burst of inspiration "Al…Bus. Yeah, that's right. Bus. My name is Al Bus. Y'know, like the Knight Bus?"

By now most of the Slytherins had figured that Al was not his father, lost interest, and walked away. For this, Al was very glad.

Malfoy narrowed his eyes again. "You're a weird bloke, you know that?"

Al gave a shaky laugh.

"So, you said you went to Durmstrang?" Malfoy's face had taken on a look of sudden interest. "Why don't you have an accent?"

"I-uh-transferred there."

"Well I don't know why you bothered coming here. It must be great going to a school that's not contaminated by dirty blood and blood traitors."

"Yup." Al was trying to walk away but Malfoy didn't seem to notice.

He thrust out a pale hand and said, "The name's Malfoy. Draco Malfoy."

Al starred at the hand apprehensively, as if it would strike him. After another second or two, Al gripped it and shook. If he was going to try and survive the House of the Snakes, he was going to need some help.

"Oh," added Draco as an afterthought. "This is Crabble and this is Goyle." They were possibly the largest thirteen year olds Al had ever seen in his life and looked like they were descended from very large gorillas. He tried to give a weak smile, but it felt like it was more of a grimace. Either way, Malfoy took no notice. "Professor Snape said that I was supposed to help out some exchange student with their way around. I guess that's you."

He checked the back of his slip. Draco Malfoy. How convenient, he thought sarcastically.

"How come I haven't seen you around at breakfast time?" asked Draco.

"Oh, I um, I eat with the rest of my f-the rest of the exchange students in our sleeping quarters." I have to be more careful about what I say! He thought as he almost said "with the rest of my family".

"Well that's got to get boring," snapped Draco. "Why don't you come sit with the rest of us at the Slytherin table."

Although Al was sure that the offer was meant as a friendly gesture, he declined.

Draco shrugged and carried on. "Though it's weird how you look so much like Scar-head…" Draco continued with his rant while Al nodded his head and pretended like he was listening. So far, Al had made one new friend in Slytherin (three if you count his body guards). Maybe he would be OK in Slytherin after all…

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Teddy Lupin. He's hardworking, a great friend, has many people that love and care about him, and is noticed by many for his upbeat personality. From the outside, you could say that Teddy's life was just about perfect. But, if you really knew him, you would know that there has always been one part of him that was like an empty shell. They would know that the one thing that he has always wanted most could only restore his hollow shell: parents. Most young wizards want Quiddich equipment, sweets, new robes; the normal stuff. But Teddy has always wanted something a little bit more, and a lot less attainable.

So that's why when he stood outside the classroom for Defense Against The Dark Arts, he was still in denial that he was going to be taught by his own father. He anxiously fidgeted in his spot as his currently hazel colored eyes danced around the area, as if his father would simultaneously appear. A few fellow Gryffindor students sent him strange looks that he ignored. Teddy's hair was a very dark shade of brown, reflecting his anxiety. The color of his hair has been this shade for most of the day, instead of his usual buoyant colors. Most other students have gotten over their shock of the fact that Teddy is in fact a Metamorphmagi.

Teddy would never forget when he walked into his first class and saw the look of shock on his classmates face when they saw his bright orange hair. He was attacked with questions and requests.

"So, you can make yourself look like anyone?"

"I like the purple eyes and green hair, do that one!"

"Wicked!"

"Can you turn into me?"

The favorite of most was when he rearranged his face to resemble a duck. He had been told that his mother had done it and Teddy had been mastering the funny look ever since.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the classroom door opened and the class was ushered into the room. After everyone had taken a seat, Professor Lupin strode to the middle of the room and placed both hands on his desk, leaning in. Teddy didn't pay attention to the fact that his father had tattered, ripped robes and looked slightly ill. All he could do was get lost him Remus's kind face.

"Alright class," he started "as you all know I am the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. My job is to prepare you so that you are ready for whatever dangers you may face in the real world."

Teddy admired how straight forward his dad was. Many students seemed to be hanging onto his every word.

"This year will be split up into two main subjects. Dark Magic Spells and Dark Magic Creatures. We'll be starting on Dark Spells and how you can defend yourself against them. Curses are spells that are often intended to cause harm to another person. This intention to do harm places that spell into the realm of the Dark Arts. However, you will find that the curse or spell's strength will differ depending on the person who uses it. You must truly hate your opponent to cast a strong curse. The more hatred your opponent has, the stronger the curse."

Remus continued on with the lesson, teaching them about various curses and the different counter curses that you could use. Teddy couldn't help but marvel at his father and become lost in thought.

"Mr. Astra," said Remus. "Mr. Astra," he repeated louder.

It was only when the girl sitting next to him nudged Teddy that he realized Astra was the chosen last name he had picked for himself.

"Yes, Sir?" Teddy's insides squirmed when he realized those were the first words he has ever said to his dad.

"Would you like to join the discussion now?"

All eyes turned to Teddy. He could feel his face getting hot; his insides feel like ice, and his heart drop.

"Yes, Sir," he murmured.

And with that, Remus continued the lesson.

Teddy noted numbly that the first time his father had ever directly spoken to him, was to tell him to pay attention. Stuffing his fists in his pockets, Teddy starred straight ahead, his hair growing slightly darker. He suddenly felt his fingers brush against something papery. It was the Dungbomb that he confiscated from James when he tried to set it off under Al's bed the final day of school last year. He couldn't believe he still had it.

The first thought that came to Teddy Lupin's mind was to throw it in the wastebasket.

The second was that he would give anything to speak to his father again.

Anything.

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A/N: Dun dun duuuun! So what do you guys think Teddy will do?

Gred: Again, sorry for the late update, I had a really busy schedule. So did Forge. Forgive us? *Puppy Dog Eyes*

One of the reasons this chapter was kind of late is because we have spent the last couple of weeks researching small details of HP for this story so we won't mess anything up. For example, we got the description for the Slytherin common room from the Harry Potter Lexicon. we also researched some Latin words and found that Astra means Color. we thought that would be an appropriate name for Teddy since he is a Metamorphmagus.

OK, so this is the part where we really need your input. Should we keep the James/Cho pairing? Do you like it or should it stop? We have gotten a lot of reviews where people say that they don't like it, but then we have gotten a lot who say they love it too. So can you please let us know in your next review or else we will be stuck! Also I, Forge, would like all of you to know that the pairing would be like a one way deal. James would have a crush on Cho, but Cho would not like James.

Also, I wasn't really sure if I like Lily's reaction to seeing Harry. Did you guys like it?

Please SEND IN YOUR IDEAS of what you would like to see from James and Lily in their houses! We already have something planned for Teddy and Al so we really need ideas for Lily and James.

Forge: Reviews are appreciated(Again please remember to let us know about the whole James/ Cho PLEASE let us know what you want ASAP we will go with the majority!)