Hello, everybody. To celebrate my 6-month deviantart anniversary, and the fact that Valentine's day is coming up, I thought I'd try my hand at a romantic fanfic. Why? Who cares why!? This will be the first time I try it, so if it sucks, I apologize in advance. Also, I got my inspiration from quite a few other FF's, including the setting and the consistently-shifting POV. This will be mainly a HxP fic, with some FxF and CxG thrown in for good measure. I may add some others later on, and/or some one-sided pairings, since those would be fun to write (and kind of funny), but for now, I'll keep it as is. The amount of chapters is currently unknown, but I'm hoping to get it to at least 5 before Valentine's. Thanks for your cooperation, and please enjoy.

Also, HTF does not belong to me. It belongs to its original owners at MondoMedia.

Handy's POV:

I had never been a big fan of school. The whole thing was okay, but it could get annoying when you had no hands. I was just glad I made friends as early as I did. They helped me with everything. Especially taking notes. God, that was probably the biggest annoyance. I had to actually get somebody to take notes for me. They were normally okay with it, but I always felt bad for making them do it. If I was really lucky, the teacher would actually have a copy of the notes to give to me. Normally, though, I was on my own.

My friends and I were all part of a group. We were often called the "misfits", because that's what we were. We didn't fit into any other category anyway. The group had 5 members; me, Cuddles, Giggles, Flaky, and Flippy.

Cuddles was the group leader. He organized the activities, and got us motivated for things. He was also the most active of us all. He was a skateboarder, he played basketball, volleyball, and even the occasional game of badminton. He had short blonde hair.

Giggles, his girlfriend, was nice to almost everyone she met. She was almost as high-energy as Cuddles, and tried to help out as much as possible. She had long pink hair down to her shoulders, and bright blue eyes.

Flaky was the shy one. She talked with the group, but that was about it. She was also scared of a lot of things. Bees, spiders, snakes, heights... it was insane. Flaky was also the type to be self-conscious. She had dandruff, which people normally didn't notice, but she made a big deal out of. She also had a bit of a stutter, which she had made a large effort to improve upon, which, granted, she had. It did get worse when she was scared or angry, but it was definitely better than before. She had long, curly, bright red hair and brown eyes.

Flippy had been Flaky's best friend since elementary school. Something to note about Flippy: He was in a war. Hard to believe, frankly, but... he wanted to be a soldier since he was 10, and served his country when he was 16. When he came back, we thought nothing had changed, but he had developed a new personality. He had seen one of his friends get shot, and it messed him up. If reminded of the war, he would occasionally "flip out" and think he was still in battle. It was an odd case of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. He was in more fights than you could imagine. Flippy always carried a knife around with him, "just in case". Hell, one time he even stabbed a student. He was lucky it was non-fatal. Even if it was, the guy would've been okay, as is everyone who dies in this town, but still, it would've been a harsher punishment. He was told that any more misbehaving could result in suspension, or even expulsion. Luckily, Flaky was there to calm him down and bring him "back to normal" most of the time. He had since said that he doesn't regret going, but I think he was lying. Other than that, though, Flippy was a great guy to be around. Very sociable, very nice, always joking around, just a great friend. He had green hair, though his eye colour varied depending. (A/N: Sorry to take attention away from the story, but I felt I had to say this here: I tried to make this as believable as I could. Please forgive me if it isn't.)

And then there was me. The runt of the litter. Sure, they always tried to include me, but where would a handless person fit into a group like this? Or any group, for that matter? None of the group ever treated it like something odd. They treated me normally, but that did not go for everyone else. Everyone pointed and stared... even a couple of the teachers had given me weird looks before.

Yeah, did I mention "not a big fan of school"?

Anyway, the story really beings here. It was late January, and we had all gotten our timetables for the semester. We were all done our last exams, and were gathered in our usual hangout area - an abandoned hallway. Seriously, it seemed like nobody ever came down there. We would sit there after class, day after day, discussing random things. Today we were all discussing our classes and teachers.

"So," said Cuddles, as if beginning the 'meeting', "What's everyone got first?" "Math," said Flippy. "Ooh, fun," I said sarcastically. "I've got Psychology." Cuddles piped up, "So do I!" and went for a high-five, forgetting who he was talking to. "...Right, sorry. Um, Flaky, what do you have?" he asked, trying to change the subject. "Business," she said. "Oh, that sucks," said Flippy. "Hey," said Giggles, "I've got the same thing." "That doesn't make it suck any less," he said back. Flippy always tended to speak his mind, at least with the group. "And, second?" Cuddles asked, "I've got English, myself." "Same," replied Giggles. "I've got chemistry," I said. "Wait, woah. You took chemistry?" asked Flippy. "Yeah," I replied, "What's the problem with that?" "Nothing, if you can pick up a beaker," he said, jokingly. "Of course," I said, picking up on what he was saying. "Don't worry about it, man," he said back, "I'm taking it too. I can help you." "Thanks," I said. "I've got a spare," Flaky said happily. "Lucky," I said.

"Alright, um... third, I've got Spanish," Cuddles said, getting the group back on track. "I could never take spanish," said Flippy, "I've got history." Everyone paused. "Um, Flippy," Flaky started, "Don't you think that'll be a bit of a problem?" She had a point. They focused pretty heavily on war in certain history classes. "I'll be fine," he said, "What about you?" he asked her. "I've got the same as you." I spoke up at that point. "So do I." Giggles, undoubtedly feeling like the odd one out, quietly said, "I've got law third." "Nice," said Cuddles. "So, I have drama 4th period," Flippy said excitedly. He was always a showman. "I'm taking... um... I don't know this code," said Giggles. "Oh, that's a computer knowledge course," Cuddles said. "I took something similar last year. I think you'll enjoy it. I, personally, took the same thing, so it shows you how much I enjoyed it last time." "Nice," said Flippy, "How about you, Flakes?" 'Flakes' was his nickname for Flaky. It was weird, because only he called her that, though Flaky didn't seem to mind. I was hoping, at that point, that someone would have the same class as me, otherwise I'd have to meet someone else, and get them to take notes for me. Normally I wouldn't have to, but my teacher, professor Lumpy, almost never remembered to give me a copy of the notes. Even when I'd ask for it, he'd say "yep" and continue on, as if he didn't even hear me. "I've got phys-ed," she said. I had English fourth. "Um, guys, we may have a problem," I stated. "Why?" asked Cuddles. "Well, I've got English 4th period. With professor Lumpy." "You're screwed," said Flippy.

'He's right, I'm screwed,' I kept thinking to myself on my way to each class. The first day was pretty uneventful, as it always is. That is, until I got to 4th period. I walked in, hoping that somebody I at least recognized would be there. Looking around, I could see that there was nobody. Everyone was a stranger to me. I picked a seat and sat down, hoping to god that the people beside me would be friendly. I turned to the blue-haired girl sitting next to me. "Hi, I'm Handy," I said. She turned to face me, and I immediately stopped regretting my decision to talk to her. This girl was gorgeous. Long blue hair with amazing eyes to match. 'My god,' I thought, 'Okay, play it cool. You can do this. You can do this... you can do this...'

Petunia's POV:

I looked over at the guy beside me. He seemed nervous introducing himself, but I didn't know why. "I'm Petunia," I said, and went to shake his hand. That's when I realized why he was so nervous to talk to me. I saw his arms and quickly retracted my hand. "I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't realize..." "No, it's okay. I understand," he said. I could tell he was self-conscious about his lack of hands, but again I wondered why. It made him more interesting. I then realized I was just sitting there saying nothing for the better part of 2 minutes, and immediately spoke up. "Um, so, what do you think of the teacher?" "Oh, him?" he asked, "He's okay. I just wish he knew what he was talking about, y'know?" "I totally get it," I said, "I've had him twice before." He was about to say something else, but then the teacher came in. Only 3 minutes after the bell, that was a new record for him. We all shut up. Class was pretty uneventful, just a lot of the teacher introducing himself over and over again, forgetting he had done it 6 times before. We were all given forms and told we could leave. "Um, professor Lumpy," one student said, "It's only been 15 minutes." "Oh," he said, "So it has. Okay, sit down, everyone." He then proceeded to tell an hour-long story about ducks. It was a wonder how this man was still employed.

After class was finally over, Handy came up to me. "Um, Petunia?" "Yeah?" I asked in response. "I have something to ask you," he said. "What is it?" was my response. "Well, um... as you know, I don't have hands, so it's difficult for me to-" I interrupted his awkwardly-long question. "You want me to take notes for you, don't you?" He stopped. "Um, y-yeah. If you don't mind," he said quietly. "Sure, no problem," I said, happy to help a new friend. "Thanks," he quickly replied, and walked away. "Um, you're welcome." He was gone by the time I had said it.

Well, that's it for chapter 1. What'd you guys think? Keep in mind, I wrote about half of chapter 2 at the same time, so any suggestions you have cannot be taken into account until later chapter 2/ early chapter 3. If they're story suggestions, then probably chapter 3 or 4, because I have things planned, but I don't know how many chapters they'll take. Again, apologies for the believability of the Flippy story... however if it's too farfetched, just remember, this is fiction. Also, I know, this chapter's kind of boring, but it was simply an introduction. Chapter 2 will be better, trust me. I will, however be incorporating some elements of the other pairings into the second chapter, so please don't fault me for that. One thing more before I leave... I tried to make the Lumpy moment funny. Was it? I'd like feedback, please. In the meantime, goodbye. See you in chapter 2.

Sincerely Yours,

UnknownPresence