Hi my name is DVSP or Dragon vs Phoenix and this is my first fanfic in a LONG time and also my first EVER crossfic so go easy on me will ya, and like i said in the summary this fanfic is very dark toned there will be gore,blood,sexual-content,torture,mental-breakage and a lot more so as you can imagine this is not a fanfic for everyone it is rated M for mature for a reason so if you are not old enough please understand and leave. This fanfic came to mind awhile back when i read the Herwald von Einzbern crossfic and i remembered that neither HP nor the NASU-verse really don't have any Madashes2ashes level fic's so i decided to make this. Also i will not reply to any PM's because my mail is like bombed everyday with work and because of that i will not have time to check the PM mail very often, but do please review cause i like to hear the thoughts of all my readers but please keep it constructive and no i already have the pairing in mind, and people NONE is forcing you to read so if you don't like it just exit.
Needed to fix a few problems with this chapter.
Disclaimer:I don't own neither Harry Potter nor any of the Nasu-verse things/people etc etc and i don't own anything that belonges to Ken Akamatsu or other series, books, manga, anime etc. for extreme horrors would assault the world if i did nuff said.
Talk "english" "japanese" "french" "italian" "german" "bulgarian"
Think 'thinking'
Dreaming *dreaming*
Chant ~latin~ ~japanese~ ~gaelic~ ~french~ ~norse~ ~german~
Place -a place a time a date and a year-
Chapter 1:And it would all break the silence like crystal
-Grimmauld Place nr:12 18:45 June:30th Year:1977-
"We will be going into hiding"
"What" exclaimed a shaggy but somewhat well kept looking man with dark brown hair and blue eyes.
"Padfoot we can't continue like this and you know it, Lils is in her last month of pregnancy and there little we can do as of the moment... BUT that does not mean we will be gone forever" sighed a tired James Potter to his old friend over the dining room table.
"I hope you know what you are doing James and Sirius don't antagonise him, we all have a lot on our shoulder right now" said a ratty man with surprisingly well kept if not a bit tatty light brown hair.
"Peter is right in saying that you know Sirius" said their old school friend and loyal companion, the werewolf Remus Lupin and it was obvious upon looking at his appearance that the full moon hade been out not to many days ago.
"Despite my personal discomfort in this, i have to agree with Lily and James's deduction as i highly doubt that Voldemort will be able to penetrate the Fidelius charm place upon there current home" a shudder swept through the room at the naming of the current Dark Lord, by the elder headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, namly Albus Dumbledore.
"'Sigh' please don't react in such a way, i understand your anger and more so your fear but to show actual physical reaction to Tom's self fashioned name is quite discouraging" the tired voice of Dumbledore spoke volumes of how many time that particular line hade escaped the elder headmaster's mouth.
"That is quite easy for you to say Albus, but i doubt anyone not on equal grounds in terms of power to that man like yourself could ever do so, especially after that raid in Yorkshire" the gruff voice that the words originated from was none other then Alastor Moody the grisly auror who hade not to long ago caught the lucrative spy and death eater Evan Rosier 'Took a bite out of my nose the bastard did as well' Moody growled mentaly to himself.
The mood was if anything oppressive, and it was clear that none was in any particularly positive or joyfull mood, you could almost literally cut the atmosphere with a knife.
"So when or better yet for how long do you think you will need to be in hiding, Lily, James" the friendly voice of Alice Longbottom who was seated right by her husband Frank Longbottom.
"At the very least a year maybe more" came Lily's voice from the short side of the table closest to the door leading to the hallway with the staircase leading to the higher floors of grimmauld place, Lily frowned a bit looking down on her stomach "it all depends on Harry, that and i hope by Merlin that the Fidelius won't fail us" Lily said weakly with a grimace.
James sighed and got up from his chair and beckoned his wife to over to the fireplace "Well, i'm sorry thing are the way they are but there is little to nothing we can do about it, so for now goodbye"James and Lily waved goodbye, they all know that this might be the last time they saw each other ever again, but like James said there was little to nothing that could be done.
"Indeed be safe my friends, and i hope we shall see each other soon" Dumbledore said and the others followed shortly with their own ones, to which was replyed by James as Lily was too tired to answer.
The fireplace died down after the Potter's departure and Arthur Weasley went over to shut it's floo capacity off.
"Albus where is Snape" Moody asked in his raspy voice "Giving misdirection to Tom old friend" Dumbledore replied, if possible Moody looked even more gruffy then before.
"I can only hope that this crazy plan of your will work Albus" Moody grunted
"So do i old friend, so do i"
-Unknown-Place 20:00 June:30th Year:1977-
"Are you sure that this information is correct Severus" the dark hissing voice of Voldemort echoed within the vaults of the chamber the two resided in.
"Every word my lord, they came from Trelawney's mouth, and i don't doubt that it is the truth, as it has been placed within the Department of Mysterie's vault room for true prophesy's" came the whispered words of one Severus Snape bowing before the throned form of Tom Marvolo Riddle better know as Lord Voldemort or even better as He-who-must-not-be-named.
"How long ago was it since you heard of it Severus" Voldemort demanded "Not even 24 hours my Lord" came Snape's reply "Show me" to say that the Dark Lord's voice was not hair raising was to say that Dumbledore's love for sweets was but merely an act, in other words preposterous, but it was only credit to Snape's ability as a spy that he could act in anyway, anywhere he needed but also to remain as calm as he is, especially in front of someone like the Dark Lord, but he was no fool he knew that if he did not give his Lord the ability to see the event from his mind for himself, by lowering his occlumency barriers, and he would be in a fair bit of pain very soon, fluently so as to not act suspicious he lowered his barriers and created a pathway to the said memory.
"Hmm i can see for myself that what you speak of is the truth" being use to the fact that Snape always gave him a path to follow to whatever memory or event he wished to witness that the dubble spy had within his mind, he would not even think it possible that Snape might actually be fooling him.
"Leave i will need time to find a use for this little tidbit" Voldemort dismissed his 'loyal' spy
"Yes my Lord until you have need of me once more" Snape bowed and left the chamber with near inaudible steps, as the door quietly shut, the silence only broken by the near silent chuckle that escaped Voldemort's throat, oh he knew just the servant he needed for this.
"Dolohov, McNair" the Dark Lord called, knowing full well that the two was just outside.
"Yes my Lord" came the predictable salutations of two of his most powerful and dangerous servant's "What can we stand for use to you my Lord, for you need only give the order and we shall comply" Walden answered they're Lords call.
"..." Riddle's smile was more then a little bit creepy "My Lord..." But Antonin's query was interrupted "Bring me... Wormtail" the Dark Lord's smile only widening "NOW"
It was visible that the two was sweating quite a bit, but the call's of "At once my lord" and the two bowed out of the chamber, in order to go and perform they're given task.
-Godric's-Hollow 17:35 October:31st Year:1978-
If there was one thing Tom Riddle would admit, then it was that Wormtail came through with what he said, it hade taken a while but Black had finally relented that it would be a good idea if he and Pettegrew switch places as the secret keeper, what fools, but if the Dark Lord was one thing, then it was that he was a patient man, busy yes, but a patient one none the less.
The walk that took him along the road at Godric's Hollow, showed that it was halloween and children was havin fun running around laughing, playing trick or treat on there neighbors, it was sickening to the Dark Lord, but the most ironic thing was that HE the most feared Dark Lord in all of history was to his disgust, being believed to be just another crazy adult pulling on a costume, it was laughable how much he wanted to kill these fools, but unfortunately or fortunately depending on who you looked at, he need his adversaries to be incapable of escape from his grasp.
He stopped in front of the house he had come for, namely house number 26, the house that while it was under a Fidelius charm, was clearly visible to his eyes, he could not help but to feel the evil grin that lite up his face "Finally" he hissed.
Opening the gate to the small lawn in front of number 26 Godric's Hollow, he could not help but to mentaly curse over the grinding squeak of the gates hinges, for the annoying sound no doubt fortold his adversary of his arrival, and he had little doubted that he would not get a warm welcome in this household.
So he did the one thing that would help him in his endeavor to finally quell this ridiculus prophesy that people believed would actually threaten HIM, no this will be stopped right, NOW.
Intending to do just that by raising his wand to...
"Bombarda Maxima"
-Godric's-Hollow 19:00 October:31st Year:1978-
'Please don't let me be too late, by all that is holy and Merlin's blue balls let me on time' was the thought of Sirius Black, he had wondered why he had not heard from Peter in a while, at first he thought that maybe the ratty man was either laying low or he had been captured by the enemy, oh how wrong he was the bastard of a rat had actually sold out Lily and James, their friends, their comrades, no, this was unforgivable, but he needed to know what has become of his friends and his godson he just needed to know.
Pulling on the throttle to his 1967 Harley Davidson to fly faster through the cloud cover above Godric's Hollow.
"Oh no"
He could already see the house in ruins.
-Break-
Landing the motorcycle in front of the ajar garden gate to the house Sirius was more then a little worried, cause the outside looked like like someone had bombed the little cottage, the door he could understand but not the upper floor... and he had a sinking feeling when he saw which room it was that had been destroyed.
Rushing into the foyer the images that assaulted him, stopped the shaggy man in cold horror the whole hallway looked as if the equivilant of a muggle high explosive had gone off.
But that was not what stopped him dead on his feat, no it was what was laying against the back wall in the living room right ahead of him, it was James completely lifeless.
He did not know if he was dead, he did not dare find out, he knew it would be too painful.
So he just left his friend to rest in peace carefully walking up the now damaged and rickety stairs to the second floor, just to find Hagrid the half giant coming out of the obviously damaged room, holding little Harry in his overly large arms looking surprised that Sirius of all people was there, shacking his head "U wou'ney fin' anyt'ing bu' pain in dea" the half giant said seriously, it was plain that the huge man was just as affected if not more so then Sirius, what with how bad his accent was.
Sirius clenched up his fists till there was blood running freely from his fisted hands at his sides.
"Hagrid" Sirius whispered, his voice quivering in pure rage.
"Yea" the still somewhat emotional man answered, puzzled about what the fellow man was thinking
"Take good care of Harry, take my bike if you need it, i have a bloody traitor of a rat to track down" surprised with this revelation since everyone thought that Sirius was the Potters secret keeper, well Hagrid was many things, but stupid was certainly not one of them even if his attitude and mannerism told otherwise, well the half giant was deceptive like that.
"Don' go an' do sumt'ing stupid naw Sirius 'ho will take care o lil'Arry" Hagrid said not pleased in the slightest with how Sirius was acting over this, it was both unhealthy and dangerous that and stupid to go and do what the man thought the dark brown haired male was about to.
"Call it selfish if you want, but, someone has to do it Hagrid, and if not i, then WHO, Moony is a wreck, the rest was completely crushed and hell even Snivellus was devestated" Sirius said.
"No, even more importantly what happened to... you know, Riddle" the younger man asked
"All tha' was left o 'im was a robe and his wand" the elder man said and to say that Sirius was surprised was an understatment "Heh, at least there is ONE bloody thing to be happy about" Then something struck him, Lily, what about Lily.
"But what about Lily" Sirius asked remembering that there was a third member in the house "Please tell me she is ok, Hagrid" the shaggy man ask frantically.
"Do' kno' till we lift all tha rubish" Hagrid stated "WHAT, you mean she could be buried alive, Hagrid, are you mad" Sirius yelled angrily.
"Calm down Sirius, ah believe ah saw a protean charm unda all tha rubbish, so she'll be fine... if she is alive that is" Hagrid whispered the last part.
Sighing in some relief, but still feeling a great sadness knowing that nothing could be the same again, the brown haired man returned to his true goal, finding his rat formed, animagus capable, former friend.
"An' where ar' u goin' Sirius" Hagrid asked sternly with a hard look upon his face.
"To capture Peter, don't worry i won't try to take justice into my own hands, that guy has a lot to stand for, and i intend to see it to the very end.
"'Sigh' jus' don' do sum'ting stupid Arry'll need sumeon' to take 'are oh im u kno'" the heavely bearded man stated.
"I know but... i need to do this Hagrid, otherwise, i will never be able to forgive myself, consider it was i who willingly switched with that damn rat" Sirius whispered.
Hagrid could only look on in sadness as his friend disappeared into the darkness of the moon less night sky.
-London Surrey 23:00 November:1st Year:1978-
One would think that with all the rumbling and purring of the roaring magical engine of Sirius's Harley that little Harry would wake up, but that is what made the machine such a wonder, with all kinds of notice-me-not's, invisiblity charms and range noise reducer's the last one was a Sirius special in that it made it impossible to hear any noice the thing made within 5 yard range, but not outside of that range, that was when the noise was amplefied.
Well for all it's wonders Hagrid still had one complaint, and it was that it became bloody cold, and if he was honest with himself, he was begining to worry about young Harry cause the boy was still a child, that and if even HE could feel the cold, well it was not a good thing, for while Harry had a thick blanket wrapped around him, giants was still notoriously known for their thick skin, and he worried that little Harry might catch a cold, and children that young was supposedly real hard to cure of such thing that any adult would just shrug off.
Sighing in relief that his destination was in sight, and he would near it in a minute or two.
-Privat Drive Surrey 21:00 November:1st Year:1978-
It was in a mulling mood that one, as usually clothed in a brightly colored robe, Albus Dumbledore strolled down the side lane of Privat Drive in the middle of the night towards the nr:4 house on the right hand side.
'Is this really the best option, for one cannot help but to wonder' being a 150 years old did not mean you knew everything there was to know about the world, much less magic, but for the life of him he could not think of a better option at the moment, he would simply have to trust in the blood ward that had risen around the house of Lily's sister Petunia, he knew they would not be happy about the arrangements, but it would have stay that way, at the very least till the boy was 11 years old.
Nodding his head in agreement with himself he raised his head to find, to his amusement, an irate and transformed Minerva McGonagall sitting in her cat animagus form on the nr:6 house's lawn gate pillar closer to nr:4, glaring at his as usual brightly colored robe.
Shuckling quietly to himself, he took out an apparatus that looked suspiciously like a muggle zippo lighter the ones that you flip open, but instead of a spark lighting a flame, for every flick of the lighter wheel a nearby streetlight's lightbulb would have it's light stolen one by one till there was only darkness upon the street of Privat Drive.
"You know when i heard that You-Know-Who was actually dead i nearly had a heart attack Albus, what is going on and why did you need me to keep an eye on the Dursley's, you could merely have Arabella Figg's give you a report, and what is this i hear about the Potters being attacked, Albus, please tell me that it is not true" asked a fretting and now human formed McGonagall.
"Calm down Minerva, you are not to any help, highstrung as you are right now, and yes they were attacked BUT..." holding up a hand to temporarily quell, the no doubt verbal assault she was about to voice "Both of James and Lily's statuses are unknown, as for young Harry, Hagrid is bringing him here as we speak, so we will both have our answers shortly" anwsered a tired Dumbledore.
"If that is the case then why have me here... No Albus, you can't be thinking what i think you are, these people are not right to leave someone like Harry with, i have been watching them all day, they HATE anyone or anything that is not as 'normal' as them, you should see what they..." Albus held up his hand to stop her rant "Believe me Minerva i know, but as things stand, we literally don't have much of a choice in the matter, but enought about that" Albus stated "Though i must ask, is it true what they say about Kent" Albus asked with his signature twingling in his eyes, much to McGonagall's annoyance "Yes it is...flocks of owls... shooting stars in Kent... Well, they are not completely stupid, They were bound to notice something" Here she scoffed derisively "I'll even bet that it was Dedalus Diggle, He never did have much sense to begin with"
"You can not blame them" Dumbledore soothed, his eyes twinkling in amusement, "We have had precious little to celebrate for close to nine years after all"
Here McGonagall grimace "I just wish they would be a little more, subtle, about it is all, but talking about subtle what is that noise... it sounds like one of those muggle cycle constraptions, but it sounds as if it is coming from above" Albus's eyes ones more twinkling but this time in interest, looking up he immediately recogniced Sirius's...motor-cycle he believed the shaggy man called it, and Hagrid was not hard to notice sitting upon it.
They both watched as the half giant landed the pile of noisy scrap metal with some ease showing the man to have some experience with the thing, though not entirely unexpected, consider the tube of over grown bush did live in the muggle world for quite sometime 'though if memory serves me right, it was until around 2 years before the current generation came to school, to which should be around 19-20 years ago' Albus thought with amusement.
"Professor Dumbledore sir, Professor Mcgonagall ma'am" Hagrid greeted the two professor's of Hogwart school of witchcraft and wizardry.
Albus's shoulders slumped and he gave a sigh "Hagrid, how many time must i tell you to call me by my given name of Albus, when we are not at school or on duty, people calling me by one of my titles makes me feel old, not that i am not, but could you not let an old man feel young from time to time" he shuckled with the standard twinkle in the eye.
McGonagall on the other hand looked at Albus as if he had grown a second head, with 'how' what he just said sounded "Albus" she said slowly "I hope you understand, what you implied, with what you just said, can be taken in quite a great many wrong ways correct" Minerva stated.
Albus just looked at her wondering what she meant as he could not find anything improper with what he just said.
"Erm don' kno' if now's the bes' time ta give ma report or..." Hagrid asked.
"No now is just fine Hagrid, go on please" Albus smiled.
-Break-
"I see" was all Dumbledore said while in deep thought.
"It truly is a shame that such a tragic fate should befall them" McGonagall stated with deep sorrow "But Albus, i still stand by my belief that young Harry should not be brought up by these, these PIGS" rock solid was her conviction upon this matter.
"Ah have ta stand by Professor McGonagall in dis, sir" Hagrid stated, having heard about the Dursley's before from Lily and a bit from Snape.
"'Sigh' and like i have said before Minerva, we do not have a choice in the matter, both of us are just too old to properly care for young Harry, Sirius is only out for vengeance, Remus has dissappeared somewhere into the muggle world, the Longbottoms you already know the reason why" McGonagall shivered a little for a bit "I still cannot believe they would need a stasis spell in order for young Neville to even live, but Albus you do know that from what you have told me, this means that young Neville will have to have his birthyear moved from 1978 to 1980, since neither the body nor the mind matures or grows at all during a stasis spell" Minerva said
"WHA' when did this 'appen, sir" Hagrid asked in complete shock over such a revelation"
"'Sigh' just this morning Hagrid, i was just as taken by surprise, as you are right now"
McGonagall looked sadly at the bundle that was Harry Potter, and knew, there really was nothing that they could do about the living arrangments for the young boy, because the only other people that could take care of him, that they trusted, were the other professors at Hogwarts and most of them did not have the time and the only one that did was Severus, and he would most likely see the boy as James's son more then Lily's, it truly was sad how a grown man could not give up on a simple school grudge, and would most likely transfer the grudge from the father to the son, truly it was a saddening thing.
"It is time i would guess" Albus said going up to the door step of privet drive nr:4, placing Harry gently on the step, it was a small miracle that the boy had not woken up or even made so much as one sound, placing a letter explaining the situation with young Harry and that it would only be temporary, also before leaving he placed a warming charm on the sleeping child to the Potters before McGonagall transformed once more into a cat and ran down the street, Hagrid went back to the bike and heaved himself upon it, started it's engine and pull on the throttle in order to drive it away back to Hogwarts.
Albus gave the child one last sad glance before he took out the small not-lighter, call a Deluminator, opened it and triggering the wheel with a long flick, this time in order to give the street-lights back their glow, and then spun his cloak around himself before dissappearing with a near inaudiable pop and a woosh of cloth, the elderly headmaster was gone, as if the air itself took him some place else.
-Privat-Drive Surrey 05:30 November:2st Year:1978-
If there was one thing Petunia Dursley was not, then it was a morning person and unlike pretty princess Lily, Petunia never was able to get use to getting up early, even with a good cup of tea, or a dozen... but that did not matter right now, for she knew that she needed to wake Vernon in half an hour in order for the fat arse to get out of bed, get a shower, get clothed, have breakfast and then get ready and in the car to work by 8 O'clock 'well the tea water is boiling, next would be the mail, since the bills didn't come yesterday, they must be here today' the fact was that it was no very unusual, actually it was very common for bills to come early in order for people to be prepared and have a somewhat good idea of how much they would have left after the bills got payed inorder to buy what was necessary like food, hygien, kitchen and of course the cleaning articles.
If you know what you got for pay and then had an idea of what the bills would cost you have a rough estimate of what got left, didn't need a university professor in mathematics to solve that riddle.
As Petunia opened the door she saw more then just the mail, but also a bundle of cloth with a letter attached to it, frowning her eye brows and picked up the mail first and placed it inside the door, having a bad feeling about the bundle she cautiously picking up the letter stuck to the bundle she opened it and started reading, which soon gave the reaction of widening eyes.
"Oh no... no no, no no NO, she can't do this to me"
-Letter-
Hello Tuney it's your sister Lily
I know it's not fair to you but when my and James's son Harry was born, we tried to find someplace where he could stay, if only for a small amount of time, should something happen to me and James, i know we don't talk very much Tuney but i still love you as much as i always has, please would you take care of little Harry, at least till he enters Hogwarts, i know i'm asking a lot, but this is the single time i will ever ask you of a favor.
Signed: Lily Potter née Evans.
P.S: When i say that something have happen to us, i mean the we are most likely dead Tuney, and i feel regret that we could never make up, i really always wanted to have my sister back,
Love, Lily.
-end-
Despite herself Petunia let a tear fall, since it was true that she too always wanted to have her sister back, and it did feel good to know that Lily felt the same way, but despite her feelings she knew what Vernon's answer would be and she will likely regret the fact that she could not anwser her sisters request, 'Maybe Vernon and i should try ourself's, i have always wanted a child' she sighed, she would have to ask a friend to help her get little Harry to the nearest orphanage, then she could at the very least still visit her nephew every now and then.
She grimaced, because she knew that she would had to hide the small child before she woke Vernon, because it was too far to walk from here to the place, you unfortunately in all basic eccuations had to have a car in order to get to the nearest orphanage, since it was 4 miles away.
She decided to hide him in the cupboard under the stairs, Vernon never went in there anyway since they did not stash anything there, putting the letter with Harry, she decided to wake her husband since it was close to 6 O'clock.
"VERNON GET UP... NOW" hearing the tell tale groan from her husband getting up and into the shower, it would only be half an hour till he came down dressed so she decided to start breakfast.
45 minutes later a dressed Vernon came down the stair, but he stopped when he hears a cooing, wondering what the hell it was, but could not identify anything he shrugged thinking it was only his mind playing trick 'Well Petunia has wanted a child and i wouldn't be too against it, we do have the money and she does have the time, what with being home all day long' grunting a good morning to his wife and kisses her on the cheek, and goes to the table getting ready to eat.
-1 hour later-
Vernon was almost ready for work and only needed to brush his hair...when again he hears the cooing 'the bloody hell, that was NOT my mind' turning to where he heard the sound originate from and saw the cupboard under the stairs, wondering if he's gone mental since they never stash anything there, opening the small door, and to say that he was surprised was an understatment, for right in front of him layed a child.
"Vernon you need to get to work NOW" Vernon turned to his wife as she came out of the kitchen and saw her pale, narrowing his eyes, he pointed to the child, cause he was going to get some damn answer, and that was bloody well now.
"Ok what is going on and why is there a child in the cupboard Pet" Vernon asked
She took a deep breath and went and picket up the letter from beside the child and gave it to him.
"I know that we can't keep him but... but i was gonna have a friend give me a ride to drop him off at Wool's" and here she started crying softly and hugging herself "she is dead Vernon" "WHAT, wait who is dead Flower" Vernon asked his distraught wife.
"It's my sister Vernon, Lily, she is dead and Harry over there is all that is left of my family"
His jaw dropped, to say that he was shocked was a TRUE understatment, sure he hated magic well not hated since if he had a child that could do it he would be over joyed, and sure he may not like James ... erm he actually hated the git, but Lily was an ok magi in his book, so he could not do more then embrace and comfort his crying wife, he heaved a great sigh.
"Ok i'll drive the kid to the orphanage for you is that ok, i'll even call in to work and explain that my sister in-law and her husband has just died, and then i'll stay home all day with you ok"
"Really you promise" Vernon gave his distraught wife a firm nod and went to the phone to call work, he could not in good conscious leave his wife for work when she was in the state she was in.
-Break-
Saint Nicolai's Orphanage wool's London 11:00 November:2st Year:1978-
As Vernon Dursley drove into Saint Nicolai's orphanage, otherwise known as Wool's, upon November the 2nd 1978 at 11pm he has yet to comprehend and most probably never will understand that he was among the main players that unleashed the most deadly assassin and the most precise killer known to the history of man.
For this is where the true birth of the machine known as the Magus Killer was born.
So what do you think pretty neat huh, but damn if you don't get annoyed by the fact that you can only like write for short durations "sigh" guess that is what you get for choosing the chair that looked the most comfortable, but shows itself to be the one that actually is the most dangerous for your back i can literally only sit and write for like 5 min before i have to take a pause haha not that sitting on you arse all day is any better but damn if it's not fucking retarded how quick you get an IMMENSE pain in your back ~aaaahh~ but oh well.
Noticed that i had written July instead of October, so i had to change a few dates.
but like his Holiness the Logpope says worship the Log and Review.