Story: You're Not My Father!
Author: J.E.A.R.K.Potter (Jackie)
Rating: M
Disclaimer: See chapter one. I also own all unfamiliar characters.
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A/N--Remember, this is their seventh year...
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Chapter 1
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Holli sat in the Gryffindor table, surrounded by her two best friends, Tommy Nolin and Jaci Oswalt. Her boyfriend, Ethan Howard, sat to her right. She looked for her other friends, Damien and Reese. Reese sat at the Ravenclaw table with Erin Karr and Sierra Carter. Close by Reese was her boyfriend, Lane Adams. Damien too was by his friends.
Travis Fisher and Brad Johnson always seemed to be scheming when you looked at them. Damien was smiling at Samantha Bennet, his girlfriend.

The once trio that had been inseparable had their own friends in their own houses. The children had predicted they would grow apart, especially since they had all been sorted differently. Damien had made Slytherin Quidditch team captain. Reese was one of the most popular girls in the seventh year. Holli was the star pupil. Each had grown in
their own way.

Professor McGonagall unrolled the parchment and the sorting ceremony began.

After the new students had been sorted, the aging headmaster Dumbledore stood up, tapping his goblet.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! Before our feast begins, I would like I would like to announce our head boy and girl for this coming year. Our head boy will be... Brian Lewis of Hufflepuff! Our head girl... Erin Karr of Ravenclaw!"

Reese patted her best friend on the back, congratulating her.

"You deserve head girl," Ethan whispered over to Holli.

Holli smiled. "I never tried as hard as Erin, though. She deserves it. I'm glad it was her and not some Slytherin."

"You'd be okay if it was Damien for head boy, though."

"Damien's also been by friend since we were toddlers."

Ethan didn't reply and looked back up to Dumbledore.

"We will also have a new charms professor this year. Professor Flitwick decided to take his retirement leave. Replacing him will be..."

A woman walked through the door. She had long brown hair that went down her back. She was a petite woman who wore glasses. There was something about her, though, that made Holli think she already knew her.

"Professor Amanda Gayle. She was born in England and has just recently returned. Over the past few years she has traveled various places around the world," Dumbledore said.

"Thank you, Pro---Albus," the woman said. She was very soft spoken.

He smiled back at her. "For my last announcement, the Forbidden Forest is as its name states, forbidden. Any students found wondering in it will, if they are found alive, anyways, been given detention. Now, let the feast begin!"

The food appeared in front of the whole hall.

(Teacher's Table)

Gayle and McGonagall watched Holli as she and her friends laughed and talked throughout the meal.

"Where are Damien and Reese?" Gayle asked.

McGonagall pointed to the Slytherin table and showed Gayle Damien. Then she pointed to the Ravenclaw and motioned to the strawberry blonde girl. "Only Weasley to be sorted into another house other than Gryffindor."

Gayle nodded. "Kind of surprising."

"What's surprising was you leaving."

"You know I had to, though."

McGonagall nodded. "Can't believe why, though. I never though he'd do that to you."

Gayle shrugged her shoulders. "When do you think Harry will be here?"

"Normally he comes to watch the Quidditch matches. He likes to see Damien play, because Holli never got into it. She likes to help out, though, and it gives her time to visit Harry as well."

Gayle nodded. "Is she afraid of heights?"

"From the years that I've known the child, I think so."

(Slytherin Table)

"So, I think we've got an idea on what do to do the Gryffindors this year," Travis said.

Brad nodded. "Surprise attack them. It'll be great! Especially getting Potter."

Damien looked at his friends. "Nothing to Holli. You know that I'll be no part in it, guys. She doesn't do anything to you because the fact you're my friends."

Samantha rolled her eyes. "It's not fair, Damien. It's the Slytherin way to bring harm to the Gryffindors..."

"Not to Holli."

"Whatever, man," Brad said.

(Ravenclaw table)

"Do you think Potter's mad at me? I would be if I were in her place," Erin said, looking a bit worriedly at her friends.

"I don't think so, Erin. Holli will be a bit disappointed, but she won't hate you for it," Reese said.

"Still, she worked hard to get head girl," Erin said.

"Can we talk about something other than Potter? Like, Reese, how are you and Lane doing?" Sierra asked.

Reese looked down the table at her boyfriend, Lane, who was sitting with his friend Henry and a few other Ravenclaws.

"Pretty good. We've already got a date for the first Hogsmeade visit," she said.

"I heard that is when Travis Fisher and Brad Johnson were trying to pull the prank on the Gryffindors. You might want to warn Holli to watch out," Erin said.

"Don't think they'll be pulling it on Holli. Damien shouldn't let them," Reese said.

"Still, he's a Slytherin. You never know with them," Sierra said.

(Gryffindor Table)

"Mmmm... Munchies!" Tommy said, digging into the platers around him, putting things on his plate.

"You're nuts!" Jaci said.

Tommy nodded. "I know."

Holli laughed at her friends. "So, when's the first Quidditch match, Tommy?"

"I don't know. Ethan, do you? Since ya know, you're captain and all," Tommy asked.

"Two weeks from tomorrow, against Hufflepuff. Angie Thompson's their new captain," Ethan said.

Tommy nodded.

"So, Holli, how was your summer? Did your dad take you anywhere this year? I didn't get many letters," Jaci said, getting the subject off Quidditch.

Holli shook her head. "He said he was going to save it for holiday breaks."

(Back to the Teacher's Table)

Dumbledore stood up when it seemed nearly everything child in the room was talking instead of eating. Again he tapped his goblet.

"All students may now report to their dormitories. If our fifth year prefects will lead the new first years to the CORRECT dormitory. Fifth years prefects, please stand so your housemates can see... Ah, thank you. Sleep well! Tomorrow everyone will receive his or her class list. Good-night!"