"Ana, what on EARTH happened to your hair?" Jacob asked once he was able to talk.

"The Malfoy git hexed me! Said that there was worse than being a Weasley, except for being an ugly Weasley."

"That bloody no good son of a Norwedgian Ridgeback! I'm going to...ohhh..I don't know what i'm going to do, but what I *do* do, it'll be bad," Eliza bit out, making for the compartment door. However, she didn't get out into the hall. Snape's figure loomed over her, blocking her exit. "Daddy, move."

"It's Professor Snape at school, Eliza. Now, Miss Weasley, what on Earth happened to your hair?"

"Malfoy hexed me, sir," the eleven year old sobbed out from Jack's shoulder.

"What did you do to provoke him? Malfoy wouldn't attack without being provoked," Snape said, slipping very easily into his Slytherin-favouring mode. "Surely you did something to cause this."

"Professor-" Eliza started, but was cut off.

"Please Miss Snape. Had I wanted your take on this, I would have asked," Snape interrupted her. He hated being so cold and distant towards his daughter, but it was nessacary. He couldn't show favouritism, afterall.

"Well, you're getting my input," she replied, glaring at him. "I don't care what you do to me. You know just as well as everyone else at Hogwarts that the Malfoys hate the Weasleys! And *you* of all people should do something about it! You *are* married to someone who is practically a Weasley! But NO! You sit back and just let Malfoy taunt them. Argh!" Eliza yelled at her father.

"In the hall, now," Snape said dangersously. Eliza glared daggers at him and went into the hall. Snape followed her out and closed the compartment. "You do realize how much trouble you just got youself into for that little display, don't you?" he asked sarcastically.

Eliza rolled her eyes and started to tick off her list of usual punishments. "Detention for a month, no Hogsmeade weekends..oh wait, I'm not a third year yet, I'm basically not allowed out the common room for a month...and when I'm in the common room, I'd better be doing my homework, no Exploding Snap, no late night adventures, and if I do something so outrageous again, I'll be spending my free time with you or mum. That much trouble?" she asked mock-politely.

"That much trouble, yes. But just because you have decided you know more than I do about punishing you, let's see how much more you know than me. I expect you to keep your grades consistenly high."

"Don't I already?"

“What's going on?" Hermione asked, coming up. "I was just coming to find you, Severus. Dumbledore wants us to hold a prefect meeting before we arrive at the school."

"Okay for the prefects meeting. As for what's going on, our daughter can tell you. I need to go deal with a certain Malfoy."

"Yeah, right," Eliza muttered under her breath. Snape glared at her. "What? I didn't say a thing!"

Snape rolled his eyes and went off in the direction of the compartment that Malfoy usually occupied. Hermione looked at Eliza and said in an exasperated tone, "What did you do *this* time?"

"Talked back, yelled at him, and basically went against every rule in the book about respecting your parents. Especially your short tempered father who hates just about everyone in your house. Except you of couse, since you're his daughter. That's what I did."

Hermione shook her head and ushered Eliza back into the compartment. She stopped short when she saw Ana Weasley's magenta hair. "I'm assuming that this is the cause of the trouble?" she asked no one in general. Quickly, she returned Ana's hair back to the vibrant red-orange it naturally was and left.

"How badly did Granddad punish you?" Jack asked as soon as Ana left. "The usual?"

"Yeah. I swear to God, Daddy needs better punishments. But I'm not complaining. Whenever he punishes me and makes me spend large amounts of time with him, I irritate him to no end. So, I'll be unpunished in like two weeks."

Jacob shook his head and the trio went back to eating all the junk food they could while talking about Quidditch, WWN, and broomsticks. Eventually, a prefect came round to tell them to change into thier Hogwarts robes since they were nearly at the school. Quickly, everyone pulled thier robes on and sat back down. Twenty minutes later, the Hogwarts Express pulled into Hogsmeade and everyone got off.

The horseless carriages were waiting for the students, while Hagrid called the first years towards him. In the crowd of frightened first years, there were 4 Weasleys. Ana was climbing into a boat with her three cousins -- Charlie's older girl, Bethany, and Fred's twins, Ashley and Christian.

"Imagine what the hat's gonna say this year?" Jack asked as he leaned again the seat.

"No idea. We have four Weasleys to cheer for, this year," Jacob said as he ate his last Cauldron Cake.

"Woe is the day when we don't have ANY Weasleys to cheer for," Eliza said. She pulled out her list of things to do the upcoming year and scribbled some stuff on it. Jacob to said list from her and laughed. "You've already done the first two things, Eliza."

"I know." She took the list back and scratched out 'See how long it takes to anger Daddy (Record: first day of class)' Besides it, she wrote 'Record: first two hours on the train'. Next, she scratched out 'Top record for fastest achievement of detention (Record: second class on first day)' and wrote 'Record: first two hours on train'. "It's going to be hard to top those records next year. Think I might be able to anger Daddy as soon as we step foot onto the Hogwarts Express?"

"I don't think it's wise," Jack replied. "Oh, we're here." He jumped out the carriage and waited for Jacob and Eliza to get out before going up the steps where Snape was checking off a big list of names. He nudged Eliza and Jacob quickly before dropping one of his Uncle Fred's new and improved dungbombs behind the professor. Faster than quicksilver, the trio shot out of sight. "I believe I topped my record of shortest amount of time it took to drop a dungbomb by one of the professors," he said smirking.

In the Great Hall, the trio slipped into thier usual seats among the Weasley clan. They started chatting it up, but Professor McGonagall came out with the Sorting Hat as soon as Thomas was getting to the good part of his story about two Kneazles. She unrolled a long parchment and started calling out names of the first years. By the time she got down to the W's, there were 9 new Slytherins, 16 new Hufflepuffs, 10 new Ravenclaws, and 12 new Gryffindors.

"Weasley, Ana!" The smallest of the redheads clambered up to the stool and pulled the hat over her head. Two seconds later -- "GRYFFINDOR!" The entire table cheered, but the section that was all redheads and a raven haired girl cheered the loudest.

"Weasley, Ashley!" was called and the lankiest of the remaining three put on the hat. It seemed as though the hat called out "GRYFFINDOR!" before it even touched her red head. Once again, the entire table cheered, but the Weasleys were the loudest.

"Weasley, Bethany!" and "Weasley, Christian!" became Gryffindors and the table was tumultous with cheering. Once the crowd settled down, Dumbledore stood.

"Ahh.. now that the Weasleys and all thier relations have sucessfully become approximately one fourth of House Gryffindor, I have a few announcements. One, as always, the Forbidden Forest has its name for a reason. A certain family would do VERY well to remember that. Two, Professor Lupin will not be here for the first few weeks of the term, so Professor Black will be teaching his classes. " Dumbledore paused to allow Sirius to stand and be appluaded. Once again the Weasley clan cheered the loudest, hardest, and longest, with a few shouts of "GO UNCLE SIRIUS!!" Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued with his announcements. The rest were just general things that he said every year. "Finally, let's eat!"

As soon as the words left Dumbledore's mouth, the group of redheads dug in. It was only logical, you know. Since they were such a large family, it was eat fast or don't eat much. Everyone laughed at them and followed suit. Once the entire hall had reached a stage of stuffed-ness, everyone started to migrate towards thier common rooms.

When the trio stood, Snape was behind them. "Snape, Weasley, and Snape, follow me." Severus reeked slightly of dungbomb and they snickered into their hands. "Please, would you be so kind as to act your age?" They stopped snickering and silently followed him to the Potions Dungeon.

In the dungeon, they leaned against the tables and waited for Snape to start talking. "Can you three at least wait until the end of the first week to start making trouble?" he asked, exasperatedly. "Obviously, you can't. For your little stunt with the Dungbomb, which I'm sure was courtesy of Fred and George Weasley, you two will be joining Miss Snape tomorrow night for detention." He paused a moment for effect. "Now, get out of here."

The trio headed towards the door and Jacob leaned closer to Jack. "I'm surprised he didn't take off points."

"I heard that. Now you have lost 10 points before the term has even started!" Snape called before going into his office.

"Eliza, I know he's your dad and all, but at school he's such a bastard."

"I know," she muttered.