Note: I don't own Harry Potter, Twilight, or any characters from either series. They all belong to JK Rowling, and Stephenie Meyer, as much as I hate to say it. All I own is my laptop and a white board. No, I haven't thought of an actual plot, yet, but knowing my mind, it'll work one out for itself. I'd like to thank my magnificent beta MsRomRaz1 for all of her help, and everyone who reviewed. Enjoy the chapter.
'Thoughts'
"Talking"
Flashback/Writing
Parseltongue
That summer went pretty well for them. No one turned up on their doorstep to kidnap or kill them. They hadn't really met anyone in town. The only time they left their house was to go to the store for food, or the forest for a walk. They always stayed within their boundaries then, so there was no chance of seeing anyone. Harry would take the occasional walk on the beach, but Draco always declined when asked if he wanted to go.
While he was on the beach, Harry often thought over the events that led him and Draco there. The youngest Weasleys and Granger didn't really want to be his friend. The Weasellette gave him love potions so he'd fall in love with her and give her everything when he died at the hands of Voldemort. Dumbledore paid the three traitors using money out of the Potter Vault. He also used potions to make him into his own little weapon. Harry didn't see why he didn't just Imperio him to make him write a will giving everything he owned to the headmaster, then committing suicide.
He and Draco became friends, and then ran off to a backwater town named Forks, after hearing the Lucius was going to force Draco to take the Dark Mark. They both kept their wands with them at all times, and tried to stay inside of their wards as much as possible. Being emancipated, the boys were free to do almost anything they wanted. Draco and Harry had both gotten their driver's licenses, and a green and black motorcycle, as well as a 2012 MX-5 Miada immediately.
School was coming up. The boys weren't going back to Hogwarts, though. Draco had forged documents so they could go to the local muggle school. Harry had to force him to do it, though. In the end, Draco only made the documents so it wouldn't arouse suspicion.
During their free time - when they weren't exploring the forest - Draco and Harry would work on their magic. They'd mastered Occlumency, and most of the charms and spells taught in Hogwarts wandlessly. They thought it truly sad that two barely seventeen-year-olds could finish NEWT level material without wands or any help in two months, while it took others an entire year with teacher and wands. During their last month of summer, they focused mainly on their muggle work, so they wouldn't be so behind when the school year actually started.
It was finally September first. Everyone watched in awe as a green motorcycle and a blue 2012 MX-5 Miada raced into the student parking lot. Draco took his helmet off at the same time that Harry gracefully stepped out of his car. All of the students were watching. It wasn't every day they got new students - especially rich, good-looking ones.
They'd taken on the name Black. Potter and Malfoy were too obvious, and Harry was sure Sirius wouldn't mind. He'd probably be flattered. He tried not to think on that topic too much, or he'd have a breakdown, and he really didn't want that on the first day of muggle school. Draco put on his Slytherin 'I wanna be somewhere else' mask, while Harry wore his 'I'm a good guy who could never hurt you' mask. They hated the façades, but the magical world made sure it became a habit to wear them.
As they walked to the office, all eyes followed them. They left the parking lot just before a shiny Volvo drove onto the campus. Five people stepped out of the car, and stood there, doing nothing.
"Oh, you guys will love the new boys," Alice said.
"No way. They're humans," Rosalie said.
"So is Bella," Edward said.
"Yeah, but I don't like her very much, let alone love her."
"But these two are different. Just wait until lunch, then you'll see why. They'll be a real help to you, Jasper."
"What did you see?" Edward asked.
He tried reading her mind, but she was reciting the Greek alphabet in her head. He gave up, knowing Alice wouldn't tell him her vision.
When the bell rang, the Cullen's walked to their classes without so much as glancing as the rest of the population. They were all curious as to why they would like the new boys, but they all hoped that they didn't have any classes with them. Alice's predictions didn't always come true, and everyone was happy enough as things were.
Meanwhile, Harry and Draco were up at the office, getting their timetables. The blond was still in a bad mood, but he was getting better. At least he stopped whining.
"Excuse me, ma'am?" Harry said to the lady at the front desk.
"What can I do for you?"
"I'm Harry Black, and this is my brother, Draco Black. We're here for our timetables."
"Of course. You're the new students."
She handed them their schedules, along with a map of the school, and a piece of paper.
"Get all of your teachers to sign that, and then give it to me at the end of the day."
"Yes ma'am. Thank you. Have a nice day," Harry said as he and Draco took their respective papers.
"I've got English, then art, then Trig, then History, then Latin, then Biology, then Gym," Harry said.
"English, Biology, Latin, Trig, History, Government, Gym."
"So we've got the first and last classes together. Okay."
"Why art?"
"Because I'd rather not learn about Government. I've had enough of politics."
"Yes, but why art?"
"It looks interesting, alright?"
The bell rang, signalling the start of classes. Draco strutted down the halls to his class while Harry followed and tried his best to hide his laughs. He wasn't doing a great job considering his brother glared at him out of the corner of his eyes. Despite Draco's arrogant façade, Harry was the one to talk to the teacher - Mr. B as he introduced himself. He wouldn't say his full name, just Mr. B.
He told Draco to sit on the right side of class, while Harry sat on the left. The raven haired teen ended up sitting next to a brunette girl who immediately turned to face him.
"Hi, I'm Jessica Stanley. It's nice to meet you. You're from England, right?"
"Yes."
"Really? What part?"
"I'm from Surrey, but I went to a boarding school in Scotland."
Harry could already tell he wouldn't like this girl. She was one of those people that spread gossip all over the school. He and Draco would have to be careful with her.
"Why Scotland?"
"It's a bit personal."
"Come on, you can tell me."
"I'd rather not," Harry said, turning away from the girl.
He made a point to ignore her for the rest of the lesson. Harry was ecstatic when he didn't have that Jessica girl for art. Instead, he had a pixie-like girl with short black hair that looked like she had too much coffee that morning.
"Hi, I'm Alice Cullen," The girl said, holding her hand out for Harry to shake.
"Harry Black."
Her hand was as cold as ice. Maybe it was just the freezing temperature. She was pale, too, and her eyes were practically glowing gold.
"If you ever have any questions, ask me or my family."
"Sure. Thanks."
Their assignment was to sketch a mythological creature of their choosing.
'So I can draw pretty much anything from my magical creatures' class.'
He noticed that Alice was drawing a faerie. Harry had chosen to draw a blast-ended skrewt. Trigonometry was the more boring than Professor Binn's class, and easier than arithmancy. Harry sighed with relief when the bell rang. He thought History would be easy, but he forgot he was taking American History. He had that class with a pale blond boy with the same golden eyes that Alice had, but darker, and he looked like he was in a lot of pain.
That class passed fairly quickly. All they did was take notes. By the end of the lesson, Harry's hand was cramping. He'd never done that much writing in all his life!
As he made his way to the cafeteria, he ran into Draco. The blond didn't look very happy. Harry thought it was just being around a bunch of muggles, at first, but found the reasons to be extremely different when they sat down and ate at an empty table.
"What's up?"
"I had no clue what to do in Biology and my partner was an idiot, and my Trig and Latin teachers yelled at me for doing well. That's definitely the way to get students to get good grades."
"Wow. The teachers here suck."
"No kidding."
The girl from English sat down in the seat beside Harry, and placed her tray on the table. The boys could tell she was trying to be sexy, but she was trying too hard. Her friends followed immediately after. Jessica didn't let them introduce themselves before running her mouth.
"Hey, I'm sorry about this morning. It's just exciting to get new students."
"That's alright," Harry said.
"The last new kid was Isabella Swan. She's at the dentist, today, but she'll be back tomorrow. She's dating Edward Cullen."
"You say that like we know who that is," The young blond wizard said, looking bored.
"You see those people over there?" Jessica said, pointing to the table in the corner.
Five people sat at that table. All of them had gold eyes and pale skin. The boy from Harry's history class sat there, next to Alice. The other girl had long blond hair, and looked like a female version of Draco. There were two boys that Harry didn't recognize. One had short brown hair, and was as big as a grizzly bear. The other caught Harry off-guard. He was normal sized, a bit bigger than the blond boy, and had copper hair. His hair wasn't ginger, like Ron's, though. What really threw Harry off was that he looked like Cedric. But that was ridiculous. Cedric was dead. Harry had seen him die, unfortunately. There were tons of unrelated people who looked alike.
"They're the Cullen's. The short black-haired girl is Alice Cullen. The blond boy next to her is Jasper Hale. His sister, the blond-haired girl, is Rosalie Hale, and next to her is Emmett Cullen. They were all adopted by Carlisle and Esme Cullen, so they live in the same house, but they're all together. Like, together together. Alice and Jasper, and Rosalie and Emmett."
"Yes, couples living in the same house. The nerve of them! We should give them a stern talking to," Harry said with a straight face.
Draco could've sworn the Cullens started laughing as soon as Harry said that.
"Well, anyway, Edward didn't date anyone until Bella came around. Apparently he likes below-average girls with no fashion sense."
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. People like others for more than just appearances, you know."
Draco observed the Cullen's closely out of the corner of his eye. It was like they could hear their conversation, but that was impossible... right? Jessica seemed oblivious to anything except shoving her chest in Harry's face.
"I know. He's probably the most normal one, though. Carlisle, their dad, is a doctor, so they're pretty rich. Their mom, Esme, is, like, totally barren, so she can't have any kids. She stays home all day."
"Hmm. Can I ask you a personal question?"
"Of course. Ask anything you want," Jessica said in a voice she thought was seductive.
"And I'll get an honest answer?"
"Yes."
"How is what the Cullen's do any of your business?"
Whatever Jessica was expecting, it certainly wasn't that.
"W-what?"
"You heard me. You seem to know so much about them. Are they your family? Friends of your family? Did they actually tell you all of those things or was that all just the truth twisted to make their lives seem more important to the world? And if you actually know them, which I don't think so, why are you telling me their entire life's story when all I asked was who you were talking about?"
"W-well, I..."
"Yeah?"
"Why are you being so mean to me?" Jessica sniffled.
Harry knew those crocodile tears all too well. Dudley used them all the time to get what he wanted.
"Why are you invading the Cullen's privacy? Before you start broadcasting someone else's life, you should at least have the courtesy to tell your own life story first."
"Why are you standing up for them? They're freaks! They're pale, and no one's ever seen them on sunny days! It's like they're vampires!"
"Oh really? How about I prove they're not vampires?"
"What are you gonna do? Slash your wrists?" Jessica scoffed.
"I'm not suicidal, you idiot. Unlike you lot, I'm not afraid to ask someone a simple yes or no question, and I'm not about to intentionally harm myself to do it."
He nodded at Draco before both of them stood up with their bags. They weren't going back to that table, no matter what the Cullen's answer was. Harry had a big grin on his face, while Draco looked moody.
"Hello, Alice. You know how you told me to come to you or your family if I had any questions?"
"Yes."
"Janice, or Joanna, or whatever her name is, she thinks you're vampires because you're pale and no one's seen you in daylight in this eternally cloudy town. Are you vampires?"
"Of course not. Vampires are just myths."
"I know. I have no idea how anyone could believe such a thing. Of course, being the gossiper Jenny? Yeah, Jenny is, she'll probably twist this into who knows what. Would you and your family mind giving a written statement?"
"Sure thing."
"Thanks. I hate it when people make crazy assumptions about someone they don't even know," Harry said as he searched through his backpack.
All of a sudden, he pulled his hand out. Red liquid followed his right index finger, and fell onto the table. There was a large, bleeding cut on Harry's finger. The Cullen's quickly stood up, looking a bit panicked.
"Ouch. Stupid paper."
"You should see the nurse. Come on. I saw the infirmary on my way here," Draco said, grabbing his friend's wrist.
"Right. I guess I'll talk to you later, Alice."
Draco dragged him out of the cafeteria before Alice could say anything more. Instead of taking Harry to the infirmary, though, he took him to the parking lot.
"What the hell were you thinking? You do know they're really vampires, right?"
"Yes. Everything was fine, Draco. I used a spell before we even stood up."
"That was still reckless. I worry about you."
"I'm fine. I promise nothing will happen to either of us while we're here. We'll live long, normal lives, here. I promise."
"Only you could think a life with veggie vamps is normal."
"Draco-"
"Whatever. Let's just get you to the medi-muggle."
"Nurse, Draco. They're called nurses, here."
"Muggles are so odd."
"Yeah. Tomorrow, I'm making our lunches at home. I forgot how back school lunches are."
The Cullen's watched as the two new boys walk out of the chattering cafeteria; one grinning like a lunatic, the other scowling and muttering to himself about a reckless idiot. The four vampires that were standing quickly sat back down.
"What just happened?" Emmett whispered.
"You knew this would happen, didn't you?" Edward asked Alice.
"Maybe."
"What were you thinking? What if something went wrong?"
"I knew nothing would go wrong."
"Visions change, Alice."
"You've never doubted my visions before. Besides, they'll keep our secret if they don't want theirs to be discovered."
"What do you mean?" Rosalie said.
She normally didn't care about anyone but herself or Emmett, but when something endangered her family, she would do anything to make sure they stayed safe. The same rule applied for the rest of her family.
"Edward will invite them over for dinner tonight."
"Why me?"
"Because," Alice said in the sing-song way that everyone knew meant, 'I'm not telling you.'
The bell rang, so each of them went to their respective classes. Edward went to biology thinking he'd be alone so the work would be easier.
"Well, Miss Swan isn't here today, so you can pair up with Edward."
"Yes sir."
'Oh no. Why'd he have to be in my class? And why'd he have to sit next to me? I still can't smell him of his blood. What did he do? We couldn't smell his blood at all, and I can't even read his thoughts to find out what he did. Him and his brother are like scentless Bella's. Maybe it's another fluke. If it is, I just hope the wolves don't mess this up again. We might not get as lucky with these two as we did with Bella. But what if they know we're really vampires? No, they wouldn't have taken such a risk during lunch... unless they'd already met vampires and knew they wouldn't be smelled... But I could smell them just fine until they decided to approach us. I'm so glad Carlisle's co-workers made him take the day off, today. At least Esme will be happy.'
Once Harry's finger was bandaged and no longer bleeding, he went to Latin. He had the same teacher as Draco, apparently, since the teacher yelled at him for his correct grammar. Latin wasn't all that interesting since Draco taught him while attending Hogwarts. Harry was actually glad to be in Biology. Mr. Banner signed his paper, and then looked around the room.
"Well, Miss Swan isn't here today, so you can pair up with Edward."
"Yes sir."
Harry sat down next to the Cullen, and began pulling out some paper, acting like everything was right in the world while having an inner battle.
'Should Draco and I tell them what we are? It's only fair. Then again, we found out on our own. I'm sure Draco wouldn't want them knowing. I promised him a long, normal life. The Cullen's might not even suspect we're not normal. Sure, there was that thing at lunch, but maybe they were too freaked out to notice. That really wasn't my best plan. They'll have to leave in a few years anyway or people will get suspicious. We'll never have to see them again... But there's still that few years that they will be here. And that Bella Swan person doesn't sound like a vampire. So Edward's dating a human? Does he even realize how risky that is? He could accidentally kill her! Maybe Draco and I should talk about this after school.'
In the middle of class, Harry felt something pushing against his mental barriers, and pushed them out.
"Don't do that again, Edward," Harry growled under his breath, knowing the vampire could hear him.
The look on Edward's face was priceless. He looked like he'd been slapped. Harry had to suppress the urge to laugh, so he settled for a smirk. The rest of the period was spent in silence. When Harry got up to go to gym, he expected Edward to go in another direction.
"Would you quit following me?"
"I'm going to my next class, which just happens to be gym."
"Oh, sorry."
He may have been mad about the vampire trying to invade his privacy, but he wasn't going to be mad at him for something that wasn't his fault. The look of surprise was back again, and the wizard couldn't help but let out a small chuckle that time. He quickly caught himself, and looked away.
'What am I thinking? He's a stranger. I can't believe I'm letting myself be so careless around him. His presence just... put me at ease. Maybe it's just some silly little crush. Yeah, that's it. It's just because he's beautiful. I bet my vampire's even more beautiful with sweat dripping down his... No! Bad mind! Bad! No more sexy images of my vam-Edward! No more Edward! Merlin, I've got it bad.'
The two of them got to the changing room at the same time as Draco. The two wizards went to get their gym kits, and have their forms signed by the gym teacher, Coach Clapp. Both of them got changed in the bathroom stalls. Neither of them wanted anyone to see their scars, and they couldn't use their wands in front of all those people to hide the scars that weren't hidden by their clothes. The school only gave them a pair of blue shorts, so they transfigured the shirts they were already wearing into cotton t-shirts.
"Alright, kids! Today you'll be playing dodge-ball! Team captains are Edward and Mike! Choose your teams!"
Edward made sure not to pick Draco or Harry, so they ended up on opposite teams. Most people thought Edward's team would win since they had Edward, and they knew what he could do. Of course, they didn't know that Harry and Draco had been trained as seekers, and then trained more on their own for battle. Coach Clapp blew his whistle, signalling the start of the game. Harry and Draco didn't even try to get to the balls, so everyone assumed they'd do nothing during the game. In reality, Harry was giving Draco a crash course on how to play the game.
"Grab a ball, and throw it at someone on the other side. Don't get hit or you're out. Catch a ball that's been thrown to you and the other person is out, but you stay in. Oh, and try not to seriously hurt anyone."
"What about Cullen?"
Harry looked from the vampire to Draco.
"As long as you don't hurt the humans."
Draco smirked, and the two finally joined the game. Most of their team was already out by then. The other team was taunting them, though Edward wisely stayed quiet.
"Look who's left. The scrawny, new kids. They look lost. I doubt they can even throw the ball across the line, let alone hit one of us with it!"
One of the boys rolled a ball over to Harry and Draco.
"There. We'll give you a free shot!"
Harry turned to the coach.
"As long as the ball doesn't hit the ground, it can get someone out, right?"
"Sure."
"You'll have to excuse me and my brother. You see, we've never played this game before. Thank you for going easy on us," Draco said.
Harry tossed the ball in the air a few times, and then smirked. He looked at Draco, who nodded. The two of them pulled back their arms - rubber balls ready and loaded - and threw them as hard as they could. Both of them missed.
"Ha! I knew i-"
The ball hit him in the back of the head. Another boy face-planted when the other ball hit him in the head, too.
"Draco, I told you not to hurt anyone."
"You said not to seriously hurt them."
"Bloody cunning Slytherin."
"Stupid, brave Gryffindor."
The game escalated from there until there were only ten minutes of class left, and Draco, Edward, and Harry were the only ones left in the game. A minute later, Draco was out. Edward smirked triumphantly. He didn't notice the way Draco and Harry glanced at each other. Harry threw the red ball he was holding at Edward. The copper headed vampire moved out of the way in time, but the ball still hit his leg! Harry looked over at Draco, who was trying - and failing - to look innocent. Well, vampires couldn't win all the time.
Judging by the look on Edward's face when he was hit, he was going to try and get revenge. He was a vegetarian vampire, so he couldn't do much, but it'd still be annoying. Harry was so glad the school day ended in five minutes. Unfortunately for him, that gave Edward more than enough time to think of a revenge plot. Harry and Draco changed in the stalls again after escaping the crowd of fans. Harry almost regretted winning that stupid game.
After using a Scourgify and transfiguring their shirts back to normal, the boys stepped out of the stalls, and headed for the front office to hand in their slips. Once that was done, they went to their cars. On their way there, they were stopped by an angry-looking Edward. He didn't even try to hide his hate.
"Would you two like to come over for dinner, tonight?"
"No. Not with the way you're asking," Harry said.
"I'm not the one that wants you to come. This was Alice's idea. She said she wanted to thank you for lunch, or something."
"Then we'll come, right Draco?"
"Only because she's your friend."
"Great. We'll be there at seven."
The two walked past Edward without another glance, although Harry did say something.
"Oh, and Cullen, next time you decide to put bricks in my bag, try and think of something that will actually hinder my movements."
He and Draco got in their cars, and drove off before Edward could retaliate. They sped home, thinking of the day's events. Harry noticed that he did that a lot, lately. He needed to see if he missed anything.
Edward saw Harry lined up for gym, and nearly did a double take. His shorts rode low on his hips, and his shirt hugged him like a second skin. He got the feeling that something was off about his skin, though – like something was supposed to be there, but it was blank. His tan arms and legs were flawless, just like his face. Realizing where his thoughts were going, he focused on the thoughts of everyone but Harry and Draco's. Harry looked like the more even-tempered one, so he didn't even want to think about what Draco would do if he somehow noticed he was looking into his mind.
Edward wanted to see what these new kids could do. They didn't look that tough, but neither did Edward. He only glanced at the two standing at the back of the court, whispering to each other. He didn't focus on what they were saying. Once only Harry and Draco were on the opposing team, Edward's teammates began teasing them.
"Look who's left. The scrawny new kids. They look lost. I doubt they can even throw the ball across the line, let alone hit one of us with it!"
One of the boys – Edward didn't care to recall his name - rolled a ball over to the new kids.
"There. We'll give you a free shot!"
Harry turned to the coach. Was he going to ask how to play the game? Was he just going to give up? Surely Harry wasn't such a wimp.
"As long as the ball doesn't hit the ground, it can get someone out, right?"
"Sure."
"You'll have to excuse me and my brother. You see, we've never played this game before. Thank you for going easy on us," Draco said.
Harry tossed the ball in the air a few times, and then smirked. Why was he smirking? He looked at Draco, who nodded. Did they have some sort of secret code that only they understood? The two of them pulled back their arms - rubber balls ready and loaded - and threw them as hard as they could. Neither of them hit anyone on Edward's team, but with those angles...
"Ha! I knew i-"
The ball hit him in the back of the head. Another boy face-planted when the other ball hit him in the head, too. Edward heard Harry whisper something harshly to the blond boy.
"Draco, I told you not to hurt anyone."
"You said not to seriously hurt them."
"Bloody cunning Slytherin."
"Stupid brave Gryffindor."
What were Slytherins and Gryffindors? What exactly were those two boys? They were definitely strong, but Edward was stronger, obviously. The game continued until only Edward, Harry, and Draco were left on the court. The two brothers had great teamwork, and their reflexes were amazing, compared to other humans. Edward felt a sense of pride when he got Draco out. When he saw Harry throw the ball, he dodged it easily enough, but it still hit him! He was frozen on the spot, along with everyone else in the gym besides Harry and Draco.
How could he have been hit? He knew he was out of the way that time! Oh, he'd definitely get Harry back for this. After all, no human beats Edward Cullen and gets away with it. He was so glad none of his siblings were there to see that or they'd never live it down. Then again, Alice probably saw it that morning.
Edward got changed faster than normal, and went to his car to wait for his family. Never in his entire afterlife had he hated blending in with humans more than he had at that moment. Why couldn't his family just hurry up? He wanted to be home before Harry saw him. He'd probably brag about how he beat the Cullen in gym.
"Hey, Edward. How was gym?" Alice giggled.
Judging by the looks on his siblings' faces as they walked towards him, they already knew the answer to that question.
"Let's just go."
"Have you asked them to dinner, yet?"
"No. I don't want them in our house. It's our safe haven!"
"Do you hate them that much?"
"Yes! Just look at their last names. They're obviously related to the mutt."
"Edward, he's your mate. Invite Harry and Draco to dinner."
"He's not my mate. Bella is."
"I don't care what you say. Go ask the boys to dinner, or I'll burn your piano."
Edward knew she wasn't kidding. She'd done it before. Sure he'd gotten over it, but he didn't want it to happen again. He liked the piano he had, so he begrudgingly stomped over to Harry and Draco. Of course, he didn't let himself be seen. He had an idea. There were some unused bricks on the other side of school. Edward ran too fast for the human eye to see, grabbed two armfuls of bricks, and then ran back to Harry. He unloaded the bricks into Harry's bag, and waited for the teen to notice. Much to his chagrin, Harry didn't seem to notice the change at all.
Seriously, what was Harry? He didn't look like he was holding back in gym, but there's no way he could've not noticed the bricks. He didn't even stumble back a bit! He followed them until they walked out of the office before he made himself known to them.
"Would you two like to come over for dinner, tonight?"
"No. Not with the way you're asking."
"I'm not the one that wants you to come. This was Alice's idea. She said she wanted to thank you for lunch, or something."
"Then we'll come, right Draco?"
"Only because she's your friend."
"Great. We'll be there at seven."
They walked like they owned the place! Well, Draco had been doing that all day, but now Harry was doing it too!
"Oh, and Cullen, next time you decide to put bricks in my bag, try and think of something that will actually hinder my movements."
Edward was officially pissed off. He couldn't wait until seven. Harry Black would regret crossing Edward Cullen. He'd make sure of it.
I've seen so many Edward/Harry stories where Harry just blows up at Jessica, so I decided to make him a bit calmer. I don't care if Harry was supposed to be angry a lot because of Voldemort at this time. This is a fanfiction so I can do whatever I want with the characters. Bella and Jacob should get introduced in the next chapter, but since I make this stuff up as I go, there's no telling what'll happen! As tradition, I'll tell you to read and review. Please review! You have no idea how hard it is to try and type this wonderful masterpiece while your cat takes a nap on your keyboard.