The names Clove Weasley that's right Weasley. I'm the daughter of Molly and Arthur, the younger sister Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, and George. Twin to Ron and older sister to Ginny. This is my story on how I got sorted into Slytherin, fell in love, and lived my life. ****Under Editing***** Ranked... #2 in ronweasely #37 in slytherin #42 in ginnyweasley #62 in georgeweasely #65 in fredweasely #144 in hermionegranger #266 in dracomalfoy #300 in hogwarts # 633 in harrypotter

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Third year had begun and a another adventure awaits Y/N Snape. The two years of Y/N's time at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry were all full of adventures, especially since she was friends with Harry Potter. Y/N always had interest in Potion Making, since she was a sister of Severus Snape and was also a daughter of Eileen Prince. She was still living by herself at a small tree house at a forest, along with her pets and her house elf to keep her in company. Sirius Black, a fellow classmate of Severus Snape when they were at Hogwarts and was a Prisoner of Azkaban, escaped from Azkaban. Since Gilderoy Lockhart had been sent to St Mungos they needed a new teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Dumbledore had hired someone that is a fellow classmate of Severus and also a friend of the Prisoner of Azkaban that had escaped, Remus Lupin. Y/N, knowing what Remus and his friends did to her brother back in the day, had gathered a huge anger against Remus. Y/N then suspect something quite odd to Remus Lupin. On the other hand, Y/N started to feel some kind of a spark every time when she's with Draco. It was quite odd, and was confusing her brilliant mind. Would Y/N find out what was odd to their teacher, Remus Lupin? And would Y/N know why was he feeling that way for her friend Draco? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ P.S PLEASE READ THE YEAR ONE AND YEAR TWO OF THIS STORY, SO EVERYTHING WILL MAKE SENSE IN THE END. AND AGAIN, EVERYTHING THAT WAS CHANGED IN THE LAST STORIES WILL STILL REMAIN.

You were a Potter. You grew up with Harry, your twin brother, in the same dreadful situation. You had the same lightning bolt scar, but on your neck. And you had the same blood, or so you thought. When you entered Hogwarts and were sorted into Slytherin house, your world fell apart. You found out you weren't like your parents, and were a disgrace to your family name. Then a blonde haired boy, who had seemed to hate you for your half blood statues, helped you through the transition. "But you hate Half bloods." You sniffled. "Well apparently not all of them." You looked up at the warm smile he gave you and accepted his hand standing up. "Thank you Malfoy." "Anytime, Potter." WARNING! •if you skip sections you might get confused •this is just as much a Harry Potter fanfic as it is a Malfoy •you will see the Malfoy relations get more tense as the story goes, don't get anxious!

"you are my wildest dream and my worst nightmare."