Ok. SO this is my first Harry Potter fanfiction, featuring Lizzy Miller, as the OC. Playing huge roles will be Lord Voldemort, Aberforth Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall, Ron Weasley, Hermione Jean Granger, Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom,Blaise Zabini, Luna Lovegood, Draco Malfoy, and so on. It involves action, drama, horror, humor and most of all romance. Here's the summary. ^_^

Lizzy Miller is not a very regular muggle born in raised in America. Having extreme mood swings and strange visions, Lizzy thinks she is cursed. She has no clue that magic lives all around her. She could never even believe that she will be one of the most powerful witches ever, and most of all she is the descendent of the greatest wizard in history, Merlin's only blood relative left alive. Lord Voldemort discovers this, and sends a certain Deatheater to find her. And we all know whom that is *hint hint*. What will she do when given the choice to serve Lord Voldemort and kill innocent people, or save the world but loose everything!


Chapter 1

I want to die

Two shadowy figures were in a room one was standing while the other sat down on a wooden chair. A knock at the door alerted them. "Enter." A calm voice answered, it was Lucius Malfoy.

The door opened, and light poured inside. A teenaged boy with silvery blond hair, and grey blue eyes stood straight. "My lord, Father." He greeted with a nod.

Lucius smiled. "Draco, our lord has decided a way to prove yourself to be a Deatheater."

Grinning with his father. Draco nodded and looked at Lord Voldemort. " Draco," His voice made Draco's skin crawl and his face sweat in fear. " You will be disguised as a muggle boy and attending a muggle school in America in order to find someone."

Draco stared at him, trying his hardest not to freak out. "A-a Muggle School?" He whispered.

Ignoring his comment, Voldemort continued. "You shall find the person, and bring the person here."

Draco did a slight nod. "W-why would you want a muggle?"

Lucius frowned. "Don't question our lord."

"The person you will look for has the potential to become the strongest witch or wizard in the world. Even stronger than me, meaning there is a direct blood descendent of Merlin."

Almost gasping, Lucius was shocked. "A d-direct blood descendent?!"

Continuing, Voldemort pointed to the door. "Your things have already been packed and you will be given the supplies you need. Draco you will leave tonight." He ordered.

Lost in thought, Draco paused for a moment before nodding. He quickly rushed to the door. 'WHAT THE HELL! WHY DO I HAVE TO GO TO A MUGGLE SCHOOL!' he screamed in his thoughts.

"Sir your belongings have been placed in the carriage." A house elf timidly reported.

Draco didn't answer him, but headed towards the carriage. This was going to be awful for him.

The sound of students chattering filled the hallways, as everyone rushed to their classes. A particular girl with long flowing earthy brown hair that fluttered behind her, intense hazel green eyes, slight rosy red cheeks, and soft tan skin dashed down the hallway towards the main office. Wearing baggy black pants with stars stitched on the sides and a black shirt that was tight against her chest, she hardly made a sweat as she ran from one side of the school to the other to get to the main office. Her bright green converse squeaked against the nylon floor as she ran. Skidding to a stop, she opened the doors and faced the school principle. "Good, now that we don't have to wait anymore because of you Mrs. Miller, I can finally get started." The principle was a troll of a man, looking ancient and sickly. She hated when people called her by her last name. It was so formal! She wasn't! The girl just wanted everyone to call her by her nickname, Lizzy.

He pointed to the young man sitting in a chair across the office. Lizzy looked at him and held in a gasp. The boy before her was amazingly handsome! Smiling, Lizzy tried to be polite. "Hello, you must be?"

He looked up at her. Lizzy could have sworn she saw disgust in his eyes, but she ignored it. "Draco Malfoy." He spat out.

Her smile faded, and Lizzy began to speak in a monotone voice. "Nice to meet you. I am here to show you around the school."

The principle handed a copy of Draco's schedule to Lizzy. She held it gently and glanced at it. After she was finished, Lizzy handed over to him. He roughly and quickly took it from her grasp. Draco took a quick glance at her. He noticed she was wearing gloves over her hands. 'Weird muggle.' He thought.

Looking over at the clock, Lizzy spoke. "Come on Draco, I will make sure you are not late to your first class here."

Not saying anything, Draco stood up and followed Lizzy out of the door. Lizzy lead him down the almost empty hallways. She remembered his first class was advanced chemistry in room 213. It was roughly a dozen yards away from the office.

Draco continued to follow this muggle down the hallway. With each step he felt sicker, he hated muggles. Why, you wonder? He was just raised to hate them. He had no particular reason of his own, just that his father said they were scum and were to treat as so. He always acted rude to them, and was probably always going to.

Lizzy stopped in front of a door. "Here it is. After class I'll come pick you up and escort you to your next class." She explained.

Draco didn't nod or say anything; he just entered the classroom leaving Lizzy alone. Draco wanted that muggle girl to feel worthless being ignored; however Lizzy felt the exact opposite. 'Poor guy's nervous' she thought with a happy grin.

Draco wanted to commit suicide! Muggle classes were so boring and pointless. He had no clue where to find the descendent of Merlin, and why did he have to ATTEND a muggle school anyways? He was beginning to question whether or not the dark lord just wanted him to suffer, when the bell rang. Draco let out a small sigh. Most of the class he spent staring out of the window, and trying not to freak out. The muggle girls were staring at him. He was eye candy to them. Draco smirked; he didn't mind the muggle girls staring at him wanting him. Slowly he emerged from his chair and exited the room. Smiling brightly, Lizzy walked over to him. "Hey." She greeted.

He didn't answer. Draco wondered why she was so happy even though he was completely ignoring her existence. Was she an idiot or something?

Lizzy noticed his annoyance and giggled. "Class that bad?"

Draco stared at her, and noticed something. Lizzy was actually pretty beautiful for a muggle. She had long healthy silky hair, and clear soft skin. Her body was nicely shaped, exactly like an hourglass. He just didn't know why she wore such ridiculous clothing. "Erm…Since I can tell you didn't enjoy class want to ditch?" Lizzy announced a little too loudly.

He paused for a moment. Draco would enjoy not having to spend the rest of the day in this horrid place, but with a muggle girl? Disgusting. Before he could answer, a teacher appeared. "Hurry up to class you two!"

Squeaking, Lizzy jumped. "Oops. Well I better get you to your next class. It was gym right? With Mrs. Nolan?" She smiled. "I have that class too."

Draco rolled his eyes. 'Great, a class with an annoying muggle girl.' He thought.

Completely oblivious to his eye rolling, Lizzy walked ahead. "Come on Draco. Or we'll be late."

He followed her, down the hallways towards the gym. Pointing to the boy's locker room, Lizzy headed towards the girls. "Get changed in your sweats and head into the main gym." She instructed.

Draco entered the locker room and was swept in a sea of boys. It was so crowded in there he hated everything that touched his skin. Draco quickly changed in a far corner with as little muggles as possible. He rushed outside and towards the main gym. He wished he didn't have to go, but this was his mission to prove himself. Having no choice, Draco entered the gym. He easily spotted Lizzy talking with a group of muggle girls. She seemed so out of place, yet not. It was strange to him. This 'Lizzy' wasn't like the other muggles, and he knew it. Draco felt it. Of course, he had to make sure.

"Alright! Listen up. Today we will be running five laps around the track to practice our endurance." Mrs. Nolan ordered.

Everyone in the room groaned and complained. To Draco's surprise Lizzy stood there smiling seeming happy to run pointless laps. "YEAH! LAPS!" Lizzy cheered.

Her friends standing beside her shot evil glares at her. "Lizzy why are you happy to run laps?!" One girl shouted in annoyance.

Tilting her head, Lizzy thought for a moment. "I don't know."

She answered truthfully, making the girl groan. Lizzy was confused. "Did I do something wrong?"

The girl shook her head. "No Lizzy."

After gym, and getting changed, Draco awaited for Lizzy. She jumped out of the locker room wearing her previous clothing. "Ok! I'm here so let's head to lunch." She greeted.

Not responding, Draco followed her. Once they made it into the cafeteria Draco rolled his eyes. It seemed to him every bloody muggle was in that room. Lizzy as his eyes roll and giggled. "I hope you're not Closter phobic, or mind the food."

She pointed to the lunch line, which was apparently the source of the horrible smell filling Draco's nose. Almost upchucking, Draco looked away. "That's why I always eat somewhere outside of school." She pointed out.

Tapping his shoulder lightly, she smiled. "Wanna go out for lunch?" She asked.

Draco had three choices. One, eat here and die of food poisoning. Two, go out to lunch with a slightly annoying muggle girl. Three, starve. The sound of his grumbling stomach made him sigh. "Sure." He groaned.

Lizzy bounded out of the room with Draco following behind her. She led him to the school parking lot. "Alright. I hope you won't mind my driving." She rambled on.

Draco hardly paid attention, till he saw what she was driving. His jaw dropped. Lizzy was hopping onto an orange motorcycle, and putting on a helmet. "Coming?" She asked, curious to why his mouth was opened.

"You don't expect me to ride that?!" He growled.

Chuckling, Lizzy was happy he was talkative. "Don't worry it's fun."

If looks could kill, Lizzy would be a corpse already. Unfortunately for Draco, Lizzy was completely clueless to what he was doing. Grabbing an extra helmet, Lizzy passed it too him. "Here. It will help prevent your hair from getting messy, and erm….dying…" Lizzy whispered the end part.

Draco heard the last part, and didn't put the helmet on. "Come on Draco we won't have enough time to get lunch if you don't hurry." Lizzy commented.

He didn't answer. Clapping her hands together, Lizzy bowed her head. "Please! I promise I am not that bad of a driver!"

He didn't respond. Lizzy covered her mouth and tried to hold in a chuckle. "Oh…I see now."

Draco raised his eyebrow. "You're afraid of-"

Lizzy was cut off when he covered her mouth. "Fine." He answered.

Putting his helmet on, Draco sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her. Strangely though, he didn't feel disgusted about touching this muggle. Which only lead him to suspect her more. Kicking the kickstand up, Lizzy turned the motorcycle on. "Hang on Draco." She warned him.

Draco tried to roll his eyes, but the sudden jolt from the bike moving made him jump. Wrapping his arms tighter around Lizzy, they sped up down the road. Riding on the bike strangely reminded Draco of flying on a boom. Time seemed to fly (lol) by. Suddenly, the bike screeched to a stop in front of an apartment complex. "I gotta go get some money from my apartment." Lizzy informed as she jumped off the bike.

Draco sat on the bike. Lizzy turned and smiled. "You can come in."

Removing his helmet, he followed her into her apartment. Opening the door, light entered the dark apartment. Lizzy flicked on the light and entered. Draco held in a gasp. The walls were completely covered with paper. Each piece of paper had an individual drawing on them. "I really love to draw." She giggled. "I am going to look in my, room."

With that, Lizzy dashed down the hallway and opened a door to her bedroom. Draco exhaled a large breath and began to look at the drawings. Many of them were of scenery, some from local areas in the muggle world, and some seeming to belong in dreams. Scanning the pictures on the walls, Draco spotted one of particular interest. In the drawing a man wearing a cloak was sitting in an extremely elegant throne. The cloak's hood was down revealing his face. The man was bald and his skin was pale. His nose seemed to be flat. His eyes widening, Draco realized who that was. It was lord Voldemort! Reaching his hand out to it, Draco wanted to rip it off the wall. "Oh, you like that drawing?" Lizzy said making him freeze.

She walked to his side, a wide smile on her face. "Do you know who this it?" Draco asked.

Shaking her head, Lizzy answered. "No…He's a man from a dream I had a few nights ago. He was just so interesting. He had a curtain essence, I just couldn't get his out of my mind."

Lizzy gently removed the tack holding the paper up and handed it to Draco. "Why did you dream about him?" He questioned, taking the drawing.

Lizzy placed her pointer finger against her red lips. "I have no idea. But in the dream, he was so fearsome. I dreamt that he killed me."

Staring at the picture in his grasp, Draco began to walk out of the room. "I am sorry, but I have to leave."

Tilting her head, Lizzy waved. "Ok, see ya later."

Draco quickly dashed out of the apartment, and into an empty hallway. Looking around, He made sure no one was around. Taking out his wand, Draco whispered. "Apparation"

His body began to fade away, as he teleported away to his base. Draco rushed to the fireplace, and sat in front of the blazing fire. He had to inform Voldemort of his discovery. Chanting a spell, his father's face appeared in the fire. "Draco? Any news?" He asked.

Draco nodded. "Yes. I believe I have found Merlin's descendent."

Lucius smiled. "Good, then you must capture her. But make sure you are positive."

Draco gulped, hearing his father words. "I-I am sure. She drew out lord from one of her dreams."

Draco wanted to try and convince him, but his father frowned. "That's it? Report back when you have more sufficient evidence."

The fire faded, and Draco exhaled. He was terrified of his father. Looking around, he made sure no one saw his fear. Draco was determined to find more proof, and capture Lizzy.

The next morning, Draco knocked on Lizzy's apartment door. He waited for a moment till it opened. "Hello Draco." A familiar cheerful voice greeted.

Opening the door more, Lizzy stepped to the side to let him in. "Hello." He greeted back.

Closing the door behind her, Lizzy walked into the living room. "Want something to drink?" She asked.

"Tea." He responded.

Heading into the small kitchen, Lizzy grabbed her teakettle. Suddenly, Draco noticed it. She wasn't wearing any gloves. The whole entire time he had seen her she was wearing gloves, it was odd he noticed it. Placing the teakettle filled with water on the stove, Lizzy reentered the living room. Draco was sitting on the couch, and she sat on the far side of the couch. "How was your day yesterday?" She asked.

"Fine." He answered abruptly.

"That's good. "She smiled. "Oh, I forgot to put my gloves on. Be right back."

As Lizzy began to walk down the hallway, Draco tried something. He grabbed her hand. A strange jolt shocked him, and her. Little did Draco know, that Lizzy had a vision, of his entire life played. Like she was in his shoes doing, feeling and experiencing everything he did in his life. A pain erupted in her heart, as one memory played over and over again in her head.

Draco stood there silently, his heart beating in his throat. His small frail body was trembling in fear. He was only about six years old, and already he was in mortal danger. Watching his father cautiously, Draco tried to speak. "F-father I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again."

The small child pleaded, but his voice failed to reach his father. "Draco you must understand the consequences of disobeying me."

Lucius held his cane firmly in his grip. Walking towards his son, Lucius began to swiftly and harshly strike his only son with his cane. Draco screamed and cried in pain. He didn't know why his father was hurting him. A woman rushed into the room. "Please Lucius he's just a child." It was Draco's mother Narcissa.

Lucius ignored her pleas and continued to strike Draco. Once he was on the ground, Lucius finally stopped. "I hope you never disappoint me again."

Lizzy broke from the memory and hit a wall. Draco just stood in horror. He realized what had happened. "Did you just…" He began to ask.

Nodding, Lizzy finished his sentence. "I just received all of your memories."

Feeling faintish, Lizzy quickly sat down. "All of them?" Draco asked.

"Yeah. It's a curse I have. To know, and experience everything about a person's history just by touching them." Lizzy explained.

Draco punched the wall. "Then you know."

"Yeah. I-I'm sorry. No one deserves that." Lizzy began to sob.

She was breaking down in tears, if anyone she had touched had a sad past. Lizzy would feel the same thing they would, and end up crying. Standing there, Draco growled. "Stop crying. It's pathetic you stupid girl."

Lizzy ignored his comment but tried to stop crying. "I-I'm sorry, but I know why you are here." She paused.

Draco listened carefully. "I won't go." She answered.

Grinning deviously, Draco grabbed her arm (btw she's wearing a long sleeved t-shirt). "It's not your choice."

Lizzy looked away. "I know. I also know that I can't win."

Draco's ego grew bigger at her comment. "Well of course you can't. I will force you to go."

"No, that's not what I mean." Lizzy paused.

Confused, Draco was about to ask her something. "Can I at least say goodbye to my friends?" She begged.

Draco sighed. "Fine. But I am going to be with you."

Lizzy gave a small nod, trying her best to push the memories out of her head.

A group of girls stood at the small park located near Lizzy's apartment. They all waited for her to show up. Lizzy walked on the grass towards them. She held a bag filled with items she wished to give them. Stopping in front of her friends, Lizzy began to speak. "I am glad that you all came. It means a lot to me."

"Why did you need to see us so badly?" one of the friends asked.

Looking away, Lizzy answered. "I have to leave."

"Why?" Another friend asked.

She placed her bag on the ground. "Thank you all so much. I had a lot of fun being here."

No one spoke. Lizzy turned away, but then was crashed into all of them glomped her. "We'll miss you."

In the distance Draco watched her touching moment, and for a second he felt something strange. He was jealous. Quickly he pushed the thought out of his head, as Lizzy walked towards him. "About time." He moaned.

Glaring at him, Lizzy sighed. She couldn't hate him, no matter how rude he was. Lizzy knew his pain, and now he could no longer hate him. "Hurry up and do it already. Before I change my mind." Lizzy growled.

Draco grinned. "Feisty."

Ignoring his comment, Lizzy touched his arm. Draco took out his wand and whispered. "Teleportavi"

With that simple word, Lizzy and Draco faded into the winds. Slowly a room began to take form in Lizzy's vision. It was dark, but a small light came from a small fire in the fireplace. Standing beside Draco, Lizzy took her hand back. Something about the room made her uneasy. Looking over, she saw someone sitting on a throne. "I have brought her." Draco reported sounding pleased.

Lizzy listened in anticipation to hear the person's voice. "Good." A snake like voice slithered down Lizzy's ears.

Her eyes widened as she saw who it was. "It is a great pleasure to finally meet you." He grinned as he spoke.

She didn't answer, frozen in fear. Before her stood the man in her dreams. The man that had killed her, and would. "V-Voldemort." She muttered to herself.

Chuckling filled the room, and even Draco was uncomfortable now. "Leave, Draco." He ordered.

Giving a quick look, Draco wondered what would happen to her. However, he left the room. Not moving, Lizzy kept watching Voldemort. "Give me your power." He ordered.

Shocked, Lizzy stepped back. "W-what?"

Voldemort glided towards her, holding out a hand to her. "Don't act stupid. I need you to willingly give me your powers."

Lizzy really had no clue what he was talking about. "I don't know what-"

Placing his hand on her head, he muttered. "Crucio"

Agonizing moans escaped Lizzy's lips. A horrendous and torturing pain enwrapped her entire body. It was nothing she had ever felt before. Clutching her heart, Lizzy dropped to the floor. The pain was like having your skin peeled off, and your bones grounded into dust. It was crimpling her entire body making her squirm and squeal. Trying to say something, only whimpers and sobs came out. "Will you give me your power?" He asked again, seeming to enjoy her torment.

No answering, Voldemort increased the pain. Not being able to take it anymore, Lizzy let out a loud shriek. Then a strange light filled the room, and someone shouted. "Stupefy!"

The pain lifted from Lizzy's body, and everything was consumed by darkness.

"Ugh…" Lizzy moaned as her vision returned.

Her head was dizzy, and her body protested when she tried to move. Ignoring the pain, she forced herself to sit up. Lizzy realized she was in some kind of hospital room. It had white walls and a row of white beds. It was completely empty, except for a figure sitting in a chair. "Hello. I am glad you are at last awake." It sounded like an old man.

Looking at him, Lizzy smiled. "Were you the one who saved me?"

He nodded. "Yes. My name is Aberforth Dumbledore."

Rubbing the back of her head, she glanced around her. "Where am I?"

He smiled warmly. "My dear you are at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry." He paused, and finished. "You are here to learn how to use magic."

Lizzy tilted her head. "Erm…cool?"

"It is alright if you do not believe me." He added.

Lizzy shook her head. "I believe you. Completely."

She remembered the visions of Draco's past it was still jumbled up in her head. However, he knew magic excited and so did she. "But wait, isn't it already into the school year?" She asked, remembering when Hogwarts began each year from Draco's memories.

Dumbledore nodded. "True, but I have already prepared everything you need."

Smiling, Lizzy thought for a moment. She went over everything she could possibly need. "Which house am I in?" she asked.

Standing up, Dumbledore held a hat. "Put on the hat and he'll decide."

Lizzy grabbed the hat and placed it on her head. "Hmmm… You are just and loyal, patient, true and unafraid of toil. You belong in Hufflepuff."

Removing the sorting hat, Lizzy grabbed the uniform Dumbledore handed to her. "Umm." She said as she looked at it.

The uniform was rather cute being yellow and black. There was a piece of paper with the uniform. "Oh are these my classes?" I wondered aloud.

"As soon as you change I am going to have Mrs. Abbottgive you a tour around Hogwarts and she will escort you to your classes tomorrow." Dumbledore said before he left.

Lizzy quickly changed making sure she was still wearing gloves, before a girl entered. "Hello my name is Hannah Abbott, the perfect for Hufflepuff."

The girl had a pinkish tint to her face, and long blond hair. Lizzy smiled, while tugging at her skirt. "I'm Lizzy Miller."

Hannah held out her hand, and Lizzy shook it. "If you don't mind me asking. What year are you?" Hannah asked.

Lizzy thought for a second and answered. "I'm not sure. I have never been to a magical School before."

"You're a muggle born?" She said.

Lizzy nodded. "Yup."

"How old are you?" She asked.

"16, I am going to turn 17 in about two months." Lizzy explained.

"Oh, well you have a lot of catching up to do, since you are suppose to be a fifth year." Hannah informed her.

"Darn. I hate studying." Lizzy moped.

Hannah gasped at seeing Lizzy drop her head. "I-it's ok! I'll help you out."

Smiling, Lizzy lifted her head. "Thanks Hannah."

After that, she crushed Hannah with a big hug. "Umm…y-your welcome?"

"This is how I show affection to others." Lizzy giggled.

A few seconds past and Lizzy broke the hug. "Congratulations. Hannah you're my first friend I made in Hogwarts."

Blushing, Hannah stuttered. "Um…It's nothing. I better show you around, first we'll start by heading to the Grand hall."

Filled with excitement, Lizzy rushed ahead. "W-wait! You're going to wrong way!" Hannah called out as she chased after Lizzy.

Hannah felt extremely embarrassed, since she had to hold Lizzy's hand. Lizzy kept on running ahead and getting lost. "Wow. The great hall was HUGE!" The energetic brunette announced.

Giggling, Hannah smiled. "Well it has to be big, so all the students and staff can eat there."

In the corner of Lizzy's eye, she spotted something. It was tall, blond and grey. One person came to mind. Draco.

"Oh, great. It's Malfoy." Hannah sighed.

He looked over. His eyes met Lizzy's, and for a moment he seemed somewhat sad. However, when the gaze broke he continued to walk away. Pouting, Lizzy wasn't going to let that be the end of it! She chased after him. Draco saw her walking after him, and he began to walk away faster. Determined, Lizzy broke out into a sprint down the hallways after him. Draco turned the corner, straight into a dead end. He sighed and turned around. He watched Lizzy grow closer, but she didn't stop running. In fact she actually began to run faster! Draco was about to shout, when she collided into him.

WHACK

Moaning, Draco tried to sit up off the ground, but two hands held around him tightly and a weight on his stomach stopped him. "You bastard. How dare you leave me to be tortured to death! I should kick your ass." Lizzy threatened.

"Then why are you hugging me!" Draco growled.

Lizzy didn't notice she was also straddling him. "Well, my body kinda acted on its own, and you forgot to give me a goodbye hug."

Draco forced her off him. "Get off. I have my-"

"Reputation to maintain." Lizzy finished.

He stared at her, looking somewhat annoyed. Lizzy tapped her head. "Remember. I know everything about you Mr. Sensitive." She giggled.

Standing up, he began to walk away. "Bye." Lizzy waved.

Hannah instantly appeared. "Why did you run after Draco?"

Lizzy shrugged. "I thought he was someone I knew."

"Well. You should be careful around him. Rumor says that he's a Deatheater." Hannah warned.

Lizzy sighed. "Don't always believe rumors Hannah. Come on I wanna see the Hufflepuff common room."

With that, Lizzy began to drag Hannah away, while going In the opposite direction of the Hufflepuff common room.

The moon glowed brightly, as Lizzy lied on her bed. Everyone in the Hufflepuff quarters was fast asleep. Feeling bored, Lizzy grabbed a sketchbook on her bed. Dumbledore had been so kind as to provide Lizzy with a sketchpad and pencils. Sketching away, Lizzy was drawing the only thing that came to mind. A drawing of Voldemort sitting on his throne, the man destined to kill her. Sighing, Lizzy placed her hand on her forehead. "You know I am going to kill you." A voice echoed in her head.

Jumping up, she looked around. No one was there. Something came over her, and Lizzy began to cry in her pillow.

Lol. Yup, this is what I so would do. That reminds me of when my friend was ignoring me, so I chased him down and tackled him to the ground. ^_^

Hope everyone likes this and BTW Please R&R