Being the minsters son sucks..

[Dominik Porter]

Dominik walks into the greathall. He looks around and notices many students reading the paper. Dominik hates seeing his father on the headlines everyday. It's odd how hardly anyone has made the connection between him and the minster of magic.

Dominik looks up as an Owl arrives for him.
"Dominik Porter,
Greathall,
Hogwarts"

"great" He muttered. He opened his letter after seeing the minster of magic logo about the family crest. "This is all i need on an already shit day".
The letter read;
Dear Dominik,
I have been asked by the DP if you would do an interview with them. Your mother and i agreed that it would be good PR having you answer questions for them. A reporter will be at th school at 2pm, you are to answer his questions in such a way that no harm is done to myself or the family. Remember, be proud, be a porter son.

Your mother wishes that you would write to her. She worries that you are going off the rails. Write to her as soon as you get this.

Yours truely,
Charles Porter, Minster Of Magic.

"For the love of god.." He said out loud. Dominik looked angry and grabbed a pieve of toast to butter.

[Deamon]

Jie glanced at the newspaper. More information filled with the Minister of Magic, more nonsense about the "great deeds" he was doing. Jie snorted, looking up when he heard Dominik. "What 'great deeds' is dear old Dad doing now?" Jie said.

[Dominik Porter]

" I don't even want to know.. Giving gold to the poor? Or should i say to his rich friends?" He replied with a mouth full of toast.

[Deamon]

Jie smiled, laughing into his breakfast. "I'm poor, where's my money?" Jie asked sincerely.

[Dominik Porter]

" You poor? Ha, and i'm a mudblood" snorted Dominik.

[Deamon]

"Exactly," Jie snorted, smiling smugly. He had been brought up in complete comfort all his life; there was no denying that. He also had a brand new Firebolt, and anything he could ever want.

[Dominik Porter]

" I mean, your family wouldn't be friends with mine if you were "poor"" He snickered looking at the hufflepuffs.

[Deamon]

Jie nodded slowly, watching a group of Ravenclaws suddenly get up. They were surrounding his brother, as if Ari was something special. A flash of anger rose up in him. A seventh year at the front gave him an evil look. "What are you doin' today?" Jie pulled his attention back to Dominik, ignoring his brother.

[Dominik Porter]

"Going flying but other then that i have no idea, yourself?" He said looking still upset about his father.

[Deamon]

"Something like that for me, too," Jie answered. "Exciting day, huh?" He looked up as a large owl swooped down at the back of the mail line, dropping a neat package on his lap. The owl landed on the table, hooted, and took off again. Jie tore back part of the wrapping and found the usual supply of sweets from home.