Slytherin

Home- Harry

Hermione and I share a home together. It is a large two story house with trees covering the outside. It is painted red. Or so it was.
But Hermione, my wife, is making Maryalyn and me paint it. We could just use a simple spell; but Maryalyn is only going into her first year at Hogwarts. Herm doesn't want her to use magic yet. So this is why Maryalyn and I are carrying a ten pound paint can and a brush in our hands.
Maryalyn is my daughter. She has long brown hair and shiny green eyes. She is tall and tan. She is also very sweet and smart like her mother.
As we begin painting, I try to make small talk. She is painting very slowly, but neatly. "Are you nervous for your  first year of school?" When I ask this, she's silent. Then her timid voice speaks.
"Yes, kinda. Mum is the new headmaster though and you're going to be my DADA teacher.  I also have Lucius and Maray. So it'll be fine. I think." Lucius and Maray are Ron and Draco's children.
"Yeah. Your mum has some... new events planned." After hours of painting, the sun slowly sets, and Maryalyn and I head into the house. In the kitchen, Hermione is swooshing her wand around making dinner. I can tell by the smell that we are having hamburgers. Mmmm! My favorite!
As dinner is ready, I walk into the kitchen and swoop up my red headed wife. She giggles and kisses me. "Hey Har." I pull her closer to me and kiss her ear. I love this woman. I even love her over-working brain. I then trail my lips to hers.
"Mum! Dad! I'm right here you know!" yells Maryalyn, who is clearly out of the shower now. I set down Herm easily and look at Mar. Her wet hair is braided into a bun. We sit down and start eating. As we finish we head to our rooms.
Well need it. Tomorrow we go to London for Mar's school supplies. And also to meet Draco, Ron, Lucius, Maray, and Hagrid.
                   In the morning
Draco, Ron, Lucius, Maray, Hermione,  Maryalyn and I are all inside Platform nine-and-three-quarters. We all give our kids one last hug and they set off on the Hogwarts Express. We all are standing by each other.  After about two minutes, Ron speaks up. "So Harry, Dray here is gonna be a student teacher at Hogwarts." I look at Draco. I pray to Dumbledore that he isnt student teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"Im viewing DADA," Draco tells us. Why??!!!!!!!!!!