This is not actual written by me, it is written by a friend of mine, with her and me as the main character, and i am a girl in this fanfic. She says it makes more sense, i know better then to ask. And no, i don't own Dresden files, and neither does she. And no, i don't spend my whole time doing this, but i am a nerd, and proud of it, and not all my friends are girls thank you very much.

My friend and I aren't nerds…well okay maybe we are, since the reason everything started was that we were discussing the political structure of the white court vampires while trying to find our way back to the bus stop. We'd spent the day in Kirkland indulging in our favorite hobby of trying to make people miss their lights. We'd been pretty successful, us:5 cars:2,and were trying to take a shortcut. It wasn't working out.

"All right…I have never been here before…maybe it was the next street?" I was talking to myself but that's never stopped anyone from answering me before.

"No I we might have started from the wrong street. None of these addresses look right."

"This is ridiculous!" I snarled " How many times have we taken this shortcut? Clearly the only explanation is that the street has moved. We must find it and discipline it…oooh puppy" I get distracted easily…

"Hmmm?"Sam turned from where she had been examining street signs "that's a big puppy!"

"I know! Isn't he cute?" I was gushing, I'm not proud of it but I was, dogs have that effect on me "He kinda looks like Mouse doesn't…" I trailed off. The dog had raised his head when I said Mouse. Sam and I exchanged a look.

"Hey! Mouse! Here Mouse, come here boy." I was calling before I had time to think about it. Before I had time to feel silly the dog had gotten up and was padding over. Sam and I looked at each other again. Then I looked at where he'd been lying.

"It's a basement apartment…" Another look. "Should we knock?" It was a rhetorical question, we both knew that we were going to knock, we owed it to every fan of the series. We could not just walk away from this basement apartment with the dog named Mouse. Her nod was all I needed, I swallowed hard and stepped forward. There's no way that Harry Dresden lives here you know. I ignored the little voice in my head that was vainly attempting to make me see reason. Reason is stupid. We headed down the stairs to the door and then knocked. The knock chimed faintly like the door was made of metal, at this point even the voice in my head admitted that this was a crazy coincidence. But if this was THE Dresden's house then shouldn't his wards have vaporized you? "Spoilsport" I muttered under my breath.

We heard someone shuffling around behind the door and I suddenly decided that it wouldn't have hurt to think this through a little more, but it was too late. The door slowly opened and the man who answered peered out.

"Who are you?" he asked. I considered lying and saying we were door-to-door bible sales people but my stupid mouth decided to take matters into it's metaphorical hands.

"Are you Harry Dresden?" Smooth, I mentally cursed myself. Just then I heard a cat yowl from inside.

"Mister Shut up! I'll feed you in a minute" he turned back to me "Sorry. Yes I am, if you were looking to…" he trailed off. Probably because Sam and I were staring at him like two kids who had just met the Easter bunny.

"Omigod! You are!" Both of us shouted at the same time. Fangirl reflexes took over at that point and both of us hugged him. This was a bad idea. I came to this conclusion while flying through the air just before slamming into the building across the way. I shook my head clear and found myself face to face with a blasting rod. I tried to focus, difficult when you have two sides of your brain screaming mutually exclusive sentences over and over. The smart half was focusing on the fact that we were about to die unless we could explain ourselves with little branches trying to figure out why he was attacking me. Couldn't he have picked Sam? The other half was amazed that not only was Dresden real but I got to meet him! Wheeee! Focus! Pretend he hurt you bad! That'll distract him and maybe we can get away! I was surprised, the voices in my head aren't usually that helpful. But, it was a good plan so I let my eyes fill with tears.

"I-I-I'm sorry. I'm a big fan, an-and I was so excited to finally meet you" He started to lower the blasting rod and I checked on Sam she seemed to have figured out the plan.

"We're really sorry. W-We saw your ad and decided to see if you were the same as in the books. We" her voice broke, I was impressed. "we just wanted to meet you…" Dresden had lowered the blasting rod and was looking confused.

"What books?" he asked warily