The first morning of classes found Andre and his roommate Michel, two guys from dinner the night before who had a room down the hall, picking them up. Harry and Draco shared all but one class, but Michel did runes like Draco, and Andre had herbology with Harry. They noticed as they passed, there was a common room on each floor, and there was actually a television, for the school magic here did not interfere. It was mainly a social lounge, for unlike Hogwarts where kids used them to study, they all had desks in their rooms for that. Harry tended to think it was smarter, but then again at Hogwarts it was five to a room, and would not accommodate.

They were surprised when they headed for potions after breakfast, realizing Fleur had not been bragging how good the food was, they headed outside. The only classes they ever had out of the castle had been care of magical creatures, and herbology of course.

Michel laughed when he heard that. "Are your teachers not scared of you blowing up the school? The potions classroom is in an out building."

Harry was reminded even magic wards were not complete. "Ours were down in the dungeons. The only thing we could have done is blow up Draco's rooms."

Laughter answered that comment, and they were told there were no dungeons at their school. There was a lower level, but it held the kitchens, laundry and other area for the house elves, which were in Hogwarts, located a level below the dungeons. The out building was not far from the greenhouses, which made sense, but they would have to get used to having windows in their potions class. And not Harry's dad as teacher, for he supplied potions for the school, but they had a professor. Harry knew his dad had never dreamed of being a professor, and was not upset to give it up, and just be in the lab.

Professor Crane spoke. "Michel I will pair you with Mr. Malfoy and Andre with Mr. Snape. It should help them become accustomed, and also with the texts."

Andre led Harry over to his table. "You don't mind being my partner do you? Your face...."

Harry shook his head."I am just used to Potter. Everyone back home has called me by my adoptive father's name."

As they started, Andre having to help with the text for they had not found an English copy yet, Harry explained a bit of his past. Andre simply said Harry was known as Master Snape's son, and likely had been introduced as that, but told Harry it could be easily changed. Harry had found it odd, and he and his father had never spoken of changing his last name, he was still the Potter as well as Black heir, but he didn't mind. He actually liked the sounds of it.

Harry and Draco would soon have English texts, but new partners worked well, gave them a chance to get to know new friends better. Some students here may be bilingual, like Fleur had been, but not all. There was a spell, it lasted a week before needing recast, which allowed them to speak and understand French.

Old professor Crane came over by the end of class. "Well done. I should not be surprised, considering your father."

Harry shot a look at Draco who was snickering but he admitted. "It more has to do with my partner, sir. I fear I have inherited little of my father's skill."

The man just gave them a perfect score, and walked over to see Draco and Michel's potion. Harry had not been lying, he got this far in potions because of good partners and luck really, but with Draco and now Andre, his skill had actually been improving. Draco and his partner also got a top score, and they all soon headed into the school.

Harry thought of something."We have a town near Hogwarts we can go to evenings and weekends."

Andre smiled. "On weekends we are free to go to the town in the next valley, there are portkeys for those who can't apparate."

They did not have the age limit, or the rare weekend, like Hogwarts. Seventh years were require to stay at school on evenings, unless they had special permission, for a job interview or such, but every weekend anyone could go to town. For seventh years they were able to go further though, like to Paris or such, where younger students were restricted. It was like Hogwarts, even seventh years stayed close, unless to see family or for an interview, usually.

Andre handed Harry some soup over lunch."I have duelling practice this weekend, but I am going home the following weekend. You should come, and Draco."

Michel nodded."His family estate is here in the mountains, and if you love to fly, you will be in heaven there. Are you guys coming to duelling club?"

Harry and Draco were reminded of the one attempt at duelling club back home, but assumed it would be better then Lockhart's, and it sounded like fun. There were a number of activities in the school, and though they were too late for the quidditch team, there was plenty for them to get into. Harry and Andre spent most of lunch talking, leaving their two friends to find for themselves, well with the rest of the table. Draco shared a look with Michel, as they watched.

Michel whispered to Draco "I think my best friend is quite taken with Harry. He is only so talkative when he is nervous."

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Harry spent time with the others finishing up homework on Friday evening, but when they went to watch a movie, Harry didn't join. He had been busy settling into routine and making new friends, he had not seen much of his dad and godfather, that week. Harry smiled as he walked into their apartments, and wondered how his dad was coping, for the rooms were so light and airy, after years in the dungeons. He reminded himself in the summer; his dad lived at home, and had a lot of windows.

Severus was in his private lab, which was attached to their rooms, as there was not the same risk as there was with students. Severus looked up and smiled when his son came into the room, for he could admit he missed him. He knew though, once Harry was more settled into classes, he would see more of him.

Harry surprised him by putting on an apron. "I thought I could help you for a bit."

Severus nodded."Professor Crane has told me you and young Mr. Deveraux have been doing well together. I would have thought you'd be with your friends."

As Harry started on some figs, he explained they had been doing homework, but when they finished, he had wanted to see his dad. Severus was not complaining, he was happy for the company, other then Remus. The two men had really rebuilt their relationship since Harry found out he was Severus' son, ad it had deepened.

Severus was surprised when Harry asked about the school calling him Snape."I never said one way or the other. I will speak to Madam Maxime and............."

Harry cut him off. "I actually kind of liked it. I was kind of wondering, I mean I know I am grown but maybe I can change it."

The last part had been a whisper, but as the potion needed to simmer for two days, Severus took him into the sitting room. He explained he would be happy for Harry to have his name, if it was what he really wanted, and he would have the forms from Lucius' attorneys, sent. Harry asked him to, knowing it seemed odd he still called the man by his first name, but wanted to be a Snape. Severus assured his son there were no rules, he could take what ever steps he was ready for.

He saw Remus in the door when Harry left."I know it's foolish, I mean it's not dad, but it feels good."

Remus came to his side."It is natural you would want your son to have your name. You know it's a sign, he will be ready for more, soon."

He knew Remus was right, and he had always been a patient man, but for some reason Harry was able to change that. He would never force it, but he would have given anything for his son to call him dad, but he would wait. It seemed France was already doing some good, and not just for his relationship with his son.

He smiled at Remus."Thanks to Harry I finished my potion a bit early. Do you want to join me for some tea?"