~14 March 2011~

I know. I'm bad. I didn't work on this much at all like I said I would. I'm currently attempting to erase the 2009-2010 school year from my memory. To say "it sucked" is probably the understatement of the century. I'm not going to share all the details, but there are two major events that really screwed me up (which I will only mention briefly so you understand why certain things might wind up in this story) – 1) My Dad died in November '09. I didn't really get a chance to say goodbye and there's a whole bunch of family drama that goes along with his death and none of us are really coping too well, and to make it worse, I missed school for his funeral and they kicked me out of my classes for "excessive absences" and wouldn't let me back into them. And 2) I was sexually assaulted by one of my (then) closest friends in May '10. Only a few people know who it was because most people wouldn't be able to believe that he did it because he's the "teddy bear" on campus. I only recently got the courage to report him, so I'm trying to deal with everything that goes along with that. Needless to say, I'm not at that school anymore. I'm at home, working a lot and trying to get my life back on track.

That being said, I am going to try my absolute hardest to write one chapter a week (I'm only saying that low of a number because I don't want to get anyone's hopes up and then shoot them down. I'm probably going to wind up updating a few times in the coming week because I can't work until Thursday).

For those who don't know, here are the summary and warnings. These will be updated as needed:

SUMMARY: It's seventh year for our favorite trio. The story starts with Hermione's 18th birthday party. It tells of how she finds love in the most unexpected place, and how it all started: with a detention.

WARNINGS: Alternate Universe (Dumbledore not dead, DH n/a), possible Coarse Language, possible Dubious Consent, possible Extreme Coarse Language, Extreme Violence, Lemons(Extreme Smut) & Limes(Mild Smut), Minor Character Death, possible Non Con, slight-OOC, Self-Mutilation, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Violence

And thank you, by the way, to everyone who has reviewed this story even when there was obviously no update for so long of a time. I was checking my email the other day and those are what inspired me to come back to this. So thank you. I think that writing this out will help me, and hopefully entertain all of you.

~2 Jan 2010~

Hey everyone. I'm taking this story down. But WAIT! Before you *gasp*, *sigh*, *cry*, or *scream*, et cetera: I am taking it down to rewrite it all. I'll leave this note up as a chapter until I finish a few chapters.

I haven't really written in a long long time, and I think ya'll deserve an explanation. My Dad started to get really ill back in January, and in August we found out that he had sarcoma wrapped around his carotid artery (for the non-medically-savvy people, he had a cancerous tumor wrapped around the artery in his neck). The cancer was considered to be a R.I.T. (Radiation-Induced Tumor) from his first round of cancer 10 years ago. The short of it is he passed away on 11 November 2009. I'm getting back to writing as a way of coping and keeping occupied. I start my second semester at Methodist University on 12 January, but I will try to update regularly.

Thanks for your patience and understanding.