A/N- See? I told you I'd have a new chapter out today for you. I'm still really sad that I've kind of.. Neglected you guys for a while, but I've had school and everything so yeah Please keep reading! It means a lot. :3

Oh! And uh, some of you might not like Colin very much, but think of him as like a modern day Sirius of sorts? That's kind of how I pictured him. And his appearance is semi-modeled after one of my good friends, hehe. So try not to judge? ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except for Snape's family, which seriously, anyone can use if they want. I don't care ;)

Colin's POV

I opened the door to the great hall and strolled in. Huh, cool ceiling. Lots of people here. But they're all staring at me like there's something wrong with me.. Did I not brush my hair? Mom's been getting on my case about how I needed a haircut. Said it looked like Girl's hair. I like it. Dyed it a little last week, got in some green. It's hot. Speaking of hot.. I winked at a couple girls sitting at a table decorated in black and yellow. They giggled a little.

Yeah, I still got it.

This is kind of a long walk. I mean I get it's the GREAT HALL, but did it have to be so.. Great? Well, I'm almost there.. Just keep walking. And, hey there's Dad. He doesn't look.. Too angry. I wonder what I can do to push his buttons because that's always fun. And I was crossing my fingers when I told my Mom I wouldn't. Hehe.

"Hey Pops! Long time no see. How've you been?" I kinda wish this place wasn't so quiet. My voice is all echo-y.

"I'm fine, Colin. Now come on, you have to get sorted." Severus replied.

"Again? So there are different Houses here? And I assume that there's a scarf of sexual preference as well(1)?" I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively while my Dad just rolls his eyes.

Then he just gets some old, nasty stool out from a closet.. Ew.

"I'm not supposed to sit on that thing, am I?" I know, I sound like a snob, but if you saw it you wouldn't be so happy either.

"Yes, Colin.."

"Yeah, uh, I'll sit on the floor, Thanks." So I sit down on the floor. And I see the people towards the front roll their eyes, and to them, I stick out my tongue. :P

Okay, you thought that the stool was dirty, you should check out the hat my Dad's holding. It's just downright disgusting. And I think he's gonna put it on my hair.. My beautiful hair.. What a cruel, cruel world we live in!

Hmm. A Snape? Usually I would sort you right into Slytherin.

"Okay, hold up. This thing talks? That's terrifying! I get this is a magical school, but that is WEIRD."

Shut up, child. Don't interrupt. But what is this? You're not a usual Snape. In fact, you're not really a usual child are you?

Yeah, real polite, Strange talking hat. I'm not normal. I have a tattoo on my neck of a smiley face. Who does think that's normal?

Again, stop interrupting me.. Well, I think I know just where to put you, you little brat.

Ouch, that hurt. Dumb hat.

Shut up.

"Gryffindor!" The strange talking hat shouts.

"What the hell does a Gryffindor do?" I ask. I am honestly confused. No one told me the qualities of the houses. That's important. I don't wanna be stuck in the House nobody likes. And now a lot of people are laughing and no one's answering my question.

"Language, Colin. And didn't you read the letter explaining everything about the school to you?" My Dad sounds exasperated. Tough luck for him.

"Well I GOT the letter. Seriously, I did! But, I kind of skimmed through it, you know? I thought I got all the important stuff in. But, hehe, guess not?" I try to smile innocently and bat my eyelashes, but I don't think he's buying it… Huh, plan B.

"Daddy! I love you sooooooooooooo much." That should soften him up for sure.

"Not working." Guess not. It used to when I was little!

"But I'm so convincing and adorable! And hey I still don't know what a -thing does? Why is that name so long anyways? Couldn't it just be like: Behold! You've been sorted into the SHARKS! Welcome aboard."

"No.. No we couldn't do that. They're brave, chivalrous, and kind. Colors are red and gold. That table over there. Go. Sit. Eat. I will talk to you later."

"Brave, dashing, chivalrous, awesome? Sounds just like me." I wink. Yeah I'm a wink-er. It's fun and friendly, so don't judge. (And maybe I added a couple qualities, but who really noticed?

So, I go and I sit next to some kid with glasses, a couple red heads, and a chick with curly hair. And they're glaring at me, so you know, I just follow the third instruction and eat. And people around me start eating too. People don't seem to really like me so far (surprise, surprise) but hey. The food is good.

Harry's POV:

So. Snape's kid is really weird. Nothing like Snape at all. Makes me wonder about his Mother. Even his attitude is weird.. For just a person in general.

"Hey, uh, boy with glasses? Could you pass me some pepper?"

I guess "Uh, boy with glasses" would be me. I pass him the pepper silently.

"So like, do any of you people talk? Or is this an Overseas thing to shut your mouth at dinner?" He grins at us.. How on earth is this thing related to our Potions professor? I make eye contact with Ginny and we are obviously thinking the same thing.

"No. New students are just very rare here at Hogwarts, especially when they're children of.. Snape.." Ginny replies to his earlier question, but says Snape with distaste. She's discreetly letting him know that we kind of hate his Dad.

"Huh. Odd. Is it like a rule that Professors can't reproduce." Guess he didn't catch on.

"Where did you come from in America?" Hermione asks. Smooth way of changing the subject.

"Cali, baby." He grins like this is something very special.

"Cali?" Ron asks.

"Like, as in California.. Not a hot spot for wizards here I guess?"

"Guess not." Ron grumbles and picks up his fork again.

"So hey, what's your names? I mean you guys already know my name I guess. What, did Dumbledore make an announcement or something?"

"Actually, yeah. Right before you came in." Ginny replies.

"Oh."

"Yes, well. My name's Hermione Granger."

"I'm Ron Weasley."

"Ginny Weasley."

"I'm Harry Potter." I wait for him to widen his eyes and do the whole bit of The boy who lived Harry Potter? With the Scar and everything? His eyes flash with understanding and he looks at my scar, but that's it. I'm kind of relieved. Then he just nods his head and smiles at us.

"Cool names." Then He looks at Hermione. "Parents were big fans of Shakespeare, huh?"

"Oh, yes." She says.

"Nice, Winter's Tale was a good one

"I love it! Well, for obvious reasons, but it was a good play."

"What's your favorite line?" He actually sounds interested. And Hermione looks excited that someone shares her love for old stuffy writers.

" 'But to be paddling palms and pinching fingers-"

"As now they are, and making practiced smiles, as in a looking glass.'" Colin finishes.

"Impressive." Hermione said, and I could tell he's won her over.

"Well, if the whole wizard thing didn't work out, plan B was an English teacher. Specializing in Shakespeare." (2)

"Well, that's nice little chit chat, but can you tell me one thing." Ron says harshly.

"Uh, sure. You name it." Colin says.

"How are you not a total ass like your Dad?" Uh oh. Everyone kind of holds their breath, waiting for Colin to get angry. We watch as his easygoing smile deflates and is replaced with a serious face.

"So my Dad's not exactly a well-liked guy around here then." It wasn't a question; It was a statement. We all just kind of avoid answering, but then Ginny nods her head.

"He's a real jerk." Ginny says.

"Is that why everyone's looking at me like they wanna kill me? I thought it was my hair, for sure." And he just laughs.

"It might partly be do to the hair. And the tongue piercing. And the fact that you," Ginny tries to hold in laughter, "suggested we have 'The Scarf of Sexual Preference'."

That was pretty funny. But the guy is still weird.

"So I take it you don't mind semi-personal questions?" I ask. Because I have some of those.

"Nah, not really. I don't have much to hide. Remember that, Ladies." He winks at Ginny and Hermione and they giggle. He's a wink-er.. Oh god.

I look over at Ron and we make eye contact. Ron's mad. Typical.

"But all double meanings aside, anything you wanna know?" He asks.

"Well, how did you get kicked out of your old school?" I'm actually kind of curious about it.

"I thought that was it. Well, if you really wanna know, then-"

"Colin." And just like that Snape is right behind us. I swear, it's scary how he moves all silently.

"I don't think that that's.. Dinner time conversation. How about you discuss that at a later date, hm?" Snape looks at us with disapproval.

"Okay. Something you want, Dad?"

"Yes. Come with me." Colin shrugs and gets up to follow his Dad. Putting them side by side, you can see a resemblance. They have the same face shape and body structure. I guess the rest is from his Mother. As he's walking away he turns back and waves at us.

He's an okay guy, I guess.

A/N- Yayyyy! Do you like it? Do you like Colin? How'd the first meeting go? I wanna know! So please review. They make me smile! :D

(1)- If anyone gets the reference, then I love you! ;)

(2)- Just a little bit about Hermione's name really. I love Shakespeare and wanted to include it. Sorry if it bored you! _