(A/N First, this ^^^ is beautiful. Second, I deleted it, but I had a chapter called 'Read this as soon as you can'. It said "I have this very stupid idea that makes no sense, and one idea that would make sense. Both of these ideas work in the scenario I am planning on creating. Comment 'A' if you wan't the one that makes no sense, and 'B' if you want it to make sense."

'A' won the vote 7 to 0. 

So, here I am, writing this... weirdness. REMEMBER YOU GUYS WANTED THIS! As Scar always says, "Be Prepaaaaaaaaaaaared". Lion King reference. Anyway, enjoy this crap :)

I laid in the snow in the courtyard, my scarf wrapped around me. I stared through the small amount of snow falling down from the sky at a long line of students. All of them had their thick winter scarves on, and an extra cloak the school offered along with the uniform.

I yawned and looked up at the sky, my arms stretched out at my sides as I had previously made a snow angel and was to lazy to move. The students where here because they where being verified to go to Hogsmeade. All the students had certificates, which their parents signed their names on. Their parents signatures where the permission to go.

Of course, I couldn't go, I have no parents. Except I have Professor Hamilton... which I was not going to risk asking him to sign it. My original plan was that I was going to walk up to him, say "You are my favorite teacher and father figure! Can you sign this for me?" But that would be way to embarrassing.

I had explained my situation to John, who had told Aaron, Lafayette and Hercules. He told me to wait out here, and he would join me in three hours with the paper and a legal signature, or some other way to get me in.

I trusted him. But I was also worried. Was he going to use an illegal curse and get Professor Hamilton to sign the paper? Was he going to steal someones paper, and tie up that someone so they can't get away and I can use their paper instead?

A million different situations ran through my head.

"ALEX!" John shouted.

I lifted my head up and saw him running at me, a paper in his hand.

"GOT IT!" He yelled, skidding to a halt in front of me and sitting in the snow.

I snatched the paper away from him, sitting criss-crossed now. 

"Marquis de Lafayette," I read from the place a guardian or parent signature is supposed to be. "John you can't do that."

"Yes I CAN!" Lafayette yelled, running over and almost crashing into a pile of snow as she skirted in front of me.

"No you can't," I said slowly, getting nervous. This was not on my list of scenarios.

Lafayette gave John the most scary smirk ever seen in existence. That's when Aaron and Hercules ran over as well, excitement and amusement gleaming in their eyes. I looked at all of them, one at a time. Suddenly Lafayette wrapped his arm around me.

"Can't wait to tour you around Hogsmeade," He smiled. Then he added, "Son."

Holy hedgehogs drinking holy British tea on a holy winter day- NO! 

*~*

"Hey son want some more ice cream," Lafayette asked.

I hid my face in Johns scarf, trying to not even look at Lafayette.

"No I don't wan't any ice cream, for the millionth time," I groaned through the thick fabric.

"Wanna go play catch?" Lafayette asked.

"Noooooooo," I mumbled.

Apparently, Lafayette, Hercules, Aaron and John had quickly wen't to the MM (Ministry of Magic), talked to some people, and officially adopted me. Lafayette is now legally my father. I spent an HOUR explaining how this makes no sense and hes to young and its just not possible, but apparently it is possible. There goes my life, down the drain, out into the ocean for the turtles to choke on.

Now Lafayette was constantly teasing me and HE WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME! We just made it to Hogsmeade, after much confusion by Filch, the guy checking all the certificates. I was sitting in a chair at 'The Three Broomsticks'.

Hercules and Aaron where still laughing at when Lafayette publicly humiliated me in front of everyone. He stood up, and shouted "LOOK AT MY SON!". I forgot to add he was standing on a table, with a mug filled to the brim with Butter Beer, and a half eaten baguette in his other hand.

"Want me to teach you how to break in a glove? I heard its a classic dad thing to do, and that it is a process that is really quite precise," Lafayette asked me.

"Leave me alone," I complained, my face still in John's scarf.

"Wow, dad, I would REALLY like to learn how to break in a glove," Hercules said in a high pitched voice while Aaron and John laughed. 

The Schuyler sisters sat at a different table, trying to block out our apparently 'Loud, obnoxious voices'. Peggy was obviously failing, because she would randomly break out into a fit of laughter from all the way across the room after one of our jokes.

"Shaving cream is the key. You rub that in for about five minutes, tie it all up with rubber bands, put it under your mattress, and sleep on it. And you do that for at least a week, every day, consistent," Lafayette said in a very serious voice. Although his French accent made it sound hilarious.

"Please stop," I moaned as everyone laughed.

"You have to admit, Lafayette is the best dad," John nudged me and I sighed.

"Yo," Said a voice from behind me.

Suddenly James is here, sitting down at the table with a mug of Butter Beer. 

"Hello other friend, welcome to the squad of boys being idio- I mean squad of people being idiots," Hercules corrected himself, looking at Aaron, who smiled back.

"So hows it going, knew half father?" James asked.

"Half father? Oh yeah, I would be, right?" Lafayette questioned excitedly.

"Well... would you be half dad? Or step dad? Or father in law? I don't know how things like this work," Aaron shrugged.

"Me neither," John agreed.

"Aaron," I heard someone say.

I moved my head, that was still buried in Johns scarf, a bit so I could see Angelica coming over.

"Save me," She pleaded, resting her arms on the table. 

"From what?" Aaron questioned.

"I cannot handle those non-Slytherin's any longer!" Angelica complained, pointing at her sisters. "But I wanted to have a girls night."

"Then lets have a Slytherin girls night," Aaron suggested.

"Please," Angelica pleaded.

"Sorry friends I gotta go," Aaron apologized to us, standing up and following Angelica out of the Three Broomsticks.

"Soooo son, wan't me to teach you some French?" Lafayette asked.

"Je connais déjà le français, idiot," I said, it meant 'I already know french, idiot'. I moved my face out of John's scarf and rubbing my eyes tiredly. 

(A/N I'm using google translate because I am clueless with french and Duolingo is scaring me)

"M. Lafayette ici n'a aucune idée," John laughed, saying the google translate french version of 'Mr. Lafayette over here is clueless'.

"Pourquoi tu ne me l'as pas dit?" Lafayette asked, 'Why didn't you tell me?'

"Alexanderrrrrrrrrr teach me frenchhhhhh I only know spanishhhhhh," James complained.

"At least you know two languages," Hercules pouted.

"No te enseñaré nada de francés, pídele a medio papá una conferencia," I said in Spanish Because I know Spanish now. It meant 'I won't teach you any French, ask half-dad for a lecture.'

"Can you transfer some smarts to me?" James asked.

"No," I smirked. "I must hold all the power."

"Son, teach your brother some French or your grounded," Lafayette instructed me.

"No," I repeated. "You teach him French."

"BAD CHILD!" Lafayette said, glaring at me and tossing what was left of his baguette at my head. Which, by the way, ended up hitting the wall five feet away from my head.

We all stared at each other seriously for a moment, then broke into a fit of laughter. After what felt like only ten minutes but was really more like four hours, the stars shone through the dirty windows of the Three Broomsticks. We where standing up and walking outside, Lafayette constantly at my side and joking around.

The Schuyler's and Aaron met up with us outside of the shop, apparently Aaron and Angelica had bought some strange things and kept laughing about it, but whenever we asked they wouldn't tell us what they had bought. I grabbed onto John's hand and leaned on his shoulder as we walked down the path, which was lit up by tall lanterns with real fire inside.

"There so cute," I heard a whisper from behind us, and four people squealing together.

Girls, am I right? They might have been referring to Lafayette and Hercules, though. Who where slowly wandering off the trail together, hand in hand, probably going to make-out in the woods and plan their wedding. Which, I now realize, might be soon, sense they are already engaged. Although, some people stay engaged for years.

We made it to the Hogwarts Express, which would bring us from Hogsmead to Hogwarts, and hopped inside a minute before it departed from the station. Once we got back to the school, I waved goodbye to the girls and walked with John to the Hufflepuff common room, where we would be staying tonight.

Yes, Lafayette and Hercules where left behind. I didn't worry about them, though, they where very careful and they could summon their broomsticks at any moment to get back to school. Its not like there's anything terrible in those small woods. It wasn't the Forbidden Forest, it was a completely different area. So nothing in it would be dangerous. Right?