Vega scowled as he sat down at the Slytherin table, glancing around him in annoyance. The Great Hall was quiet that morning, though it was a tense silence. After he had left the previous day, apparently McGonagall had produced her fangs and gave the student body a thorough dressing down about the current situation. Anyone caught harassing or otherwise causing mental or physical harm to Lapis would be given a suspension as the minimum punishment, and subsequent breaking of the new rule would bring about outright expulsion. Vega had been impressed at what the headmistress had done, and had fire-called her that night from the Pit to personally thank her.
Unfortunately, that was when Vega also got his detention for messing up the Great Hall's ceiling.
Still, it was a small price to pay for peace. Vega was just worried about how long that peace would last. Probably, he thought miserably, until the first sighting of the creature. He had sat down with his father's grimoire after his talk to McGonagall had ended and gave it a quick glance-through, though he was met with nothing of real use. He had gone to bed feeling frustrated and had woke up feeling the same way. Nonetheless, he knew that avoiding a problem only made it worse, so he forced himself to leave the Pit to join everyone else in the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Coulda been worse," Viola said, after Vega explained his detention to her and Hydrus. "She only gave you one day's detention, and all you'll be doing is writing lines. At least they were able to fix the ceiling between then and now."
"I guess. Still irritating." Vega said.
"I don't think I've ever seen you that angry, Potter." Hydrus commented.
"Yeah, you looked scary when you left." Viola agreed. "You're supposed to be cute, not terrifying! Knock it off!"
Making a face, Vega turned to face the girl beside him. "Cute? I am not cute, Vivi."
"Of course you are." Viola said, popping the last bite of her toast into her mouth. "You're adorable and I want you to stay that way!"
"What am I, a puppy?" Vega asked, looking from Viola to Hydrus, who replied with a smirk.
"Don't give her ideas." Hydrus said. "And to direct the conversation away from this topic, do you think we'll see the Ravenclaws show up?"
"Probably." Vega said, looking over at the open doors to the room. "Lapis said he didn't want to hide, so I'm sure they'll be here."
Leaning over, Viola whispered in a singsong voice, "You're calling him by his first name agaaaain."
"So what? He just didn't want me using it around him. You use it, too." Vega argued.
"That's different." Viola stated, nodding solemnly.
"How so?" Asked Vega.
"Not telling!" Viola said, grinning at him. "You'll hafta work this one out on your own, O Great Detective."
"You're way too chipper for this time of day." Vega decided, shaking his head and staring down at his plate of food. His stomach gave a rumble and he began eating, feeling slightly sick from having eaten very little the previous day. "If you two don't mind, I'm gonna stuff my face for awhile..."
"You do need to fill up, yes." Hydrus said. "Our first Defense class of the year is in an hour, after all. Who knows what a professional Cursebreaker might have us doing."
"Just glad we have that class with the Ravenclaws." Vega said, around a bite of egg. "McGonagall's pretty awesome sometimes. Dunno how good her warning'll do, but I'm sure it scared enough people into behaving themselves."
"I'm glad. We didn't hang around too long after you left, but they were completely intolerable until McGonagall started in." Viola said, staring up at the ceiling, which showed a beautiful, clear day. "I still wanna know what it's like being teleported across the school by Dobby, though..."
"No, you don't. Trust me, Vivi." Vega said. "Ugh. Don't make me think about that. It sucked from start to finish."
"If you say so. Still sounds fun to me..." Muttered Viola.
Right when Vega and the twins were finishing their breakfast, Lapis and his friends finally appeared, bickering quietly amongst themselves. Lapis gave Vega a nod and an eye roll as the three walked over to the Ravenclaw table. Apparently they were in another argument that centered around whether Vega was or wasn't a dangerous person. The mood in the room, if possible, had gotten even worse once Lapis and the girls entered. McGonagall, up at the staff table, sat like a vulture surveying its prey, as though waiting for a student who dared to put a toe out of line.
Vega's shoulder and neck muscles were still all messed up from the previous day's tension, and here it was starting all over again. Vega wasn't sure what had happened in Ravenclaw Tower, but they hadn't strung Lapis or the girls out to dry yet. So that, at least, was a positive sign. They still seemed rather wary of him, however. This odd mood continued for a few moments before an older student got to his feet at the far end of the Ravenclaw table and declared, loud enough for everyone to hear, "This is stupid."
Paul Hawthorne, 6th year and captain of Ravenclaw's Quittich team, strode up the aisle between tables until he reached Lapis, who eyed him warily as he approached. Looking down at Lapis for a few moments, he eventually extended his right hand. "We're going to need you this year. I don't give a damn what any of these people think, you were a fine Seeker and I'm not going to see that kind of talent wasted again. We'll get you in the air and see to it that you don't have to focus entirely on all of this unpleasantness."
Lapis stared at Hawthorne as though he had grown a second head before quietly murmuring, "Are you sure about this? I don't think that's going to be a popular decision."
"To hell with the popular opinion. The only opinion that should matter is mine, seeing as I'm the bloody captain of this team. I want to win the Quidditch Cup before I leave next year, and you're likely to be the only way that's going to happen. Hang what anyone else thinks, I want you back on the team, Eskander." Hawthorne stated, looking at Lapis with a fire in his eyes that reminded Vega of the look he had seen on Ian Danielson's face all too often.
"You're willing to have me back, even though everyone seems to think I knew what was going to happen?" Asked Lapis, looking down at the table.
"Come off it, Eskander. Look at you, you look like crap. Anyone who thinks you had anything to do with it is an idiot. Hell, they say they haven't found any signs that whatever was being transported got into the school and there are Aurors posted all over the place besides. I'm not letting idiots who blindly believe the Daily Prophet get in the way of Ravenclaw's Quidditch team!" Hawthorne declared.
Laughing weakly, Lapis gave Hawthorne a calculating smirk. "Alright, Hawthorne. I'll fly for you again. Potter was pestering me to get in the air again this year, too. One of you I might be able to fight off, but I don't want to be batting away the both of you, you'd wear me down until I agreed."
Hawthorne looked up, eyes scanning the Slytherin table until they found Vega. With a slow nod, he let out a chuckle of his own. "Quidditch players know talent when they see it, that's all. We'll be having our first practice next Wednesday. We need to find a Beater to replace Rosenow, so that'll happen prior, but it'll do you a world of good to get up there. You worry about the Snitch, I'LL handle the rest of the team's ire."
"Alright, Hawthorne, if you're sure you know what you're getting into. I'll be there." Lapis said, bowing his head slightly.
"Good, good. Well then, if you'll excuse me, ladies, I need to head up to the Tower before classes start." Hawthorne said, excusing himself and striding out of the room.
The girls apparently had found something very amusing with what Hawthorne had said, as both had dissolved into giggles. This served to irritate Lapis, who was now threatening to dump pumpkin juice on them if they didn't shut up. Beside him, Viola was also snickering, though when Vega asked, she just shook her head.
"Well, that's one less problem to worry about, I guess." Vega said, nibbling at his lower lip. "Come on, we should probably go collect our things for Defense, too."
"It's still a little ways off, though." Viola said, wiping at the corners of her eyes and grinning still. "Why go now?"
"Because I'm stuffed and wouldn't be able to move quickly if a dragon was behind me?" Offered Vega, leaning back and rubbing his poor, bloated stomach. "C'mon, seriously, what were you laughing at?"
"I'll tell you when you're older." Viola said, patting Vega's head gingerly as she and Hydrus got to their feet.
"What? What the hell does that mean?" Asked Vega, slowly getting up as well. "That doesn't even make sense in this context! Hyde, gimme a hand here!"
"Don't look at me, Potter, I have no idea what's tickled her funny bone, either." Hydrus said, giving his sister a strange look.
"Oh, you guys suck." Vega muttered, trailing along behind them as they left the Great Hall.
oOoOoOoOoOoOo
"You'll hafta excuse me. It'll be awhile before I settle into this whole 'being a professor' thing." Said Bill Weasley as he scanned the students in his class. Walking around his desk and leaning back against it, he grinned and continued, "As for this first class, we're just gonna go over some of the stuff I plan to teach you this year. You'll need a bit of catching up, seeing as Albus mostly kept the good stuff hidden away. But doing that won't take long at all, and once we've finished, we'll be able to move on to even better stuff. I've looked over your records, and it looks like all of you are roughly at the same level. However..."
Bill's eyes turned and he looked straight at Vega. Pushing away from his desk, he walked towards the nervous Slytherin. "You, Mr. Potter, seem to have strange spikes in your abilities. Most of Gareth Tadygbbo's reports say that, while you were getting along just fine, you were a bit behind the others. That's a pretty sharp contradiction to what I've seen, though. Someone trailing behind everyone else couldn't have broken the enchantment on that ceiling. Dumbledore himself restored that when he started working here as headmaster. That aside, you managed to take out an entire family of boggarts on your own. Impressive, considering that they work off of fear. Tadygbbo's reports on you also told of your little stunt in his class that left you missing most of your ribcage."
Vega winced at this. The knowledge that he had been the one to stop the boggarts hadn't been made known to the public. He had wanted it that way. Apparently, no one had informed Bill on the matter. The class was now murmuring about this newfound piece of information. Glancing down at his desk and making a face, Vega muttered, "Ask Madam Pomfrey about the power surges. As for the boggarts, that was pure luck."
"I'm sure luck played a part in it, yes, but luck alone wouldn't be enough." Bill said, smiling down at the boy. "And for your information, I'm one step ahead. I already asked Poppy about you. Very interesting conversation that followed that question. Talked my ear off for the better part of an hour, in fact. I can see why you think it might be luck that you won, though. From what I've learned of Harry over the years, he had a similar issue, yeah?"
"Yeah." Vega said, nodding slowly. "Dad's was a bit more... uh..."
"Destructive?" Bill offered.
"Yeah. Destructive." Vega said, frowning.
"Well, it seems to be working in your favor, so it can't be all bad." Bill said, turning and heading back toward his desk. "I'll say this, though. On the off chance that the staff and the Aurors and your old man missed something getting into the school, you shouldn't go after it like you did the boggarts."
"I don't plan for these things to happen." Vega argued, looking up finally.
"Rarely do people plan for bad things to happen." Bill said. "Still, whatever this thing is, it's at a level completely above a boggart swarm."
"What do you think it is?" Asked a Ravenclaw student in the back of the room.
Looking up, eyebrows raised, Bill tilted his head in thought for a moment. "Well," he began, "I'm not entirely sure yet. The fact that it's poisonous narrows the search down. Lots of things have sharp claws, so that's really nothing to go by. Honestly, the best way to find out is to wait until someone can properly analyze the poison and trace it back to the creature that uses it."
"Do you think you'd be able to kill it?" Asked another student.
"I'd give it my best shot, but I'd rather not have to fight something that powerful." Bill answered, smirking crookedly. "Our best hope, obviously, is that this thing just ran off somewhere. See, here's the thing - whatever this thing is, it's probably something that's only a threat if it gets up close. Very rarely do you see things that can spit poison. Usually that takes a bite of some kind. So the best bet for fighting this creature is to keep it at a distance. Off the top of my head, I'd say the best way to get away from it would be simply to apparate, but you lot can't do that. So the second option, and one that is available to you guys, is to fly."
"We can't go carrying around broomsticks all the time, we'd look like idiots." Said Viola, grinning.
"Too true!" Agreed Bill, returning the grin and making Viola blush. "Besides, we don't even know if this thing can fly or not! For all we know, the minute you get into the air is the minute it launches up, as well! There are way too many unknowns concerning this thing. And that is why we won't concern ourselves with it. There are good men and women posted around Hogwarts and Hogsmeade to do the worrying for you. I've been poking around the castle a bit in my spare time, looking for secret passages and anywhere that looks like it might have been used as an entry point, but I've found nothing so far. There are literally no signs pointing to this thing having entered Hogwarts."
"That doesn't mean anything." Vega said, blowing out a sigh. "The boggarts got in through a tiny hole near the Forest. It was so dark in those dungeons that you'd have never been able to actually see where it ended from the surface."
Bill glanced Vega's way again. "True, but given the reported injuries, whatever this thing is would have to be rather large. The windows that are kept open are too small for anything that big to get in through. The towers are all warded, as well. You might not have known this, but there are a few open towers in Hogwarts. It's hard to find the entrances to most, though. But they're all protected so that it's impossible to fall out of them. You'd literally bounce off of thin air as though a wall had been placed there. It works both ways, so this thing can't be roosting up one, either."
"You've thought this through." Hydrus stated.
"Indeed I have, Mr. Malfoy." Bill said. "I'm afraid my job's left me slightly on the paranoid side after so many years at it. I'm an incredibly light sleeper, and I keep my personal quarters heavily warded, for instance. I'm not jumpy, per se, but I'm very cautious. Spending most of my life as a Cursebreaker has been a great experience, but it's also rather tiring. I've been called in to deal with all sorts of terrible things over the years. Despite it being in the title, my job isn't all about breaking curses on things. I've fought tons of horrible creatures in my life. I could probably write some books on the subject and be set for life, but that's no fun, is it? More importantly, if I were to retire, it would mean the world's a slightly more dangerous place. If I can save other people through my job, then it's worth the paranoia."
As Bill continued discussing his job as a Cursebreaker, Vega was having a mental argument with Cygnus. 'Look,' Vega thought, unfocusing his eyes, 'I don't want any more attention brought on this than there has to be. Lapis already looks uncomfortable as hell from all this talk about the monster.'
'I know that,' Cygnus replied, 'but think of it! Since Weasley let the knowledge of what we did last year slip, that means the rumor mill will circulate it. Just figure out a way to wrestle the conversation back to it and say what I told you to!'
'Do you really think it'll make a difference?'
'I think it couldn't hurt.' Cygnus said.
'...Fine, fine.'
"...was the time when I had to fight against a boggart swarm of my own. Some rich family had locked a pair of them in their vault, then went on vacation overseas. When they came back, it was to find the vault completely overrun with the things!" Bill said, now outright sitting on the front of his desk. "I brought an entire team down with me and it still took the better part of an hour. Every time we'd kill one, more would swarm in to take its place! I've never been so glad to get out of those tunnels as I was the day that was over. Took two weeks off after that one!"
'Go!' Cygnus cried.
"Two weeks? Pff. Wuss." Vega said, smirking. "I was back in classes... well, not the next day, but you get the idea."
Bill raised his eyebrows, turning to look at Vega. He wasn't the only one. The twins seemed rather surprised by his outburst, as well. Grinning again, he gave Vega a calculating look. "So how many of them did you fight off? The reports only indicated 'a lot.'"
"Probably two dozen?" Vega said, looking aside at the twins, who nodded eventually. "Plus some eggs, but those weren't a problem. Maybe it was because I was the only one trying to deal with them, but it honestly wasn't that difficult."
"Yeah, we realized the mistake pretty early on. Because I brought so many people with me, they'd just keep bouncing between us. We eventually had to go down separate tunnels, dragging a few apiece with us so they'd only focus on one person. I must say, I was surprised to hear that Harry Potter's son was able to stop them on his own. Especially considering your grades."
"Hey!"
Laughing, Bill, raised a hand in apology. "But you have to admit, as an outsider looking in, it does seem a bit odd."
"Well I didn't go alone. Vivi and Hyde were with me." Vega said, nodding aside at the twins. "And I let Eskander know the three of us were heading out beforehand. Just in case."
Something in Bill's eyes shifted at that, and Vega tried to match the man's stare. His grin grew slightly as he nodded. "A smart thing to do, informing someone else. Unfortunately, if you had just informed a teacher, you could've avoided any problems from the start!"
"Well yeah, but look - those dungeons were just one long series of corridors. Let's say I did tell the staff. Then what?"
"Ah... I see your point." Bill said. "The boggarts would've done the same thing they did to me and my team. And without anywhere to funnel them off into, they would've had to retrace their steps clear back into the school proper."
"There were a few rooms along the way, but it would've been dangerous luring that many boggarts into a small area. And there were these steep slopes along the way, too. It would've been really difficult to get up those while fighting off boggarts." Vega explained.
"Sometimes choices that seem wrong at the time turn out for the better." Bill said. "Going alone was extremely dangerous, but because you went and handled the boggarts by yourself, they were solely focused on you. That made them easier to defeat. You told someone where you were going so that if something did happen, the staff would still be informed, as well. And I'd imagine, at the very least, if something had happened to you, you would've been able to thin the boggarts out enough so that the staff wouldn't have had as many problems with them. I'm not saying it was an intelligent decision, running off to fight an unknown number of boggarts by yourselves, but everything worked out in the end, so there's no point in worrying about what-ifs."
"Why would you trust Eskander?" Someone across the room called.
Vega narrowed his eyes as he, as well as the rest of the class, turned their attention on the Ravenclaw boy. "Because he's my friend. I'm sorry if that isn't a good enough reason for you."
"But..."
"What Eskander's parents did or did not do, Mr. Brennigan, is none of your concern." Said Bill, a harsh tone to his gruff voice now. "Discussion of the creature itself is fine. But I'll have no blame placing in my class, do you understand me? Explain something to me, since you seem so keen on bringing the subject up. I wasn't here when it happened, but I talked to Lock Wolf and Harry Potter when I arrived, and I was sent reports on the incident outside Hogsmeade before I came to work here. Was Eskander himself involved? No. No, he wasn't. In fact, from everything I've heard on the matter, Mr. Eskander didn't known what had happened to his parents until the Aurors came to their house after the incident had occurred. Am I correct?"
"That's right." Lapis said, voice quiet. "Until they showed up, I thought mother and father were simply out on another job for the Ministry. Clearly, that wasn't the case."
"Well, there you have it, then." Bill said, turning his attention back to the Ravenclaw boy who had spoken up. "So why do so many people seem to think he had anything to do with it? He wasn't with his parents. He obviously didn't tell them to go find and release some horrible creature near the school. Mr. Eskander has been through more than enough this year, and I daresay he doesn't need people like you mouthing off about things they know nothing about! Remember what Professor McGonagall warned you all about after Mr. Potter made his rather spectacular exit from the Great Hall: If I see or hear any of you harassing Eskander about this, you're going to be in trouble. I'll let it slide as a warning this one time, but there will be no second chances. Not to you, not to anyone. Blaming the children for what the parents have done is insulting. Take, for example, the children of Death Eaters who risked their lives to get away from them and their Dark Lord's work. Should they be looked down upon just because their parents did bad things? Of course not. The same thing applies here. Do you understand?"
The Ravenclaw boy nodded sheepishly, ducking his head.
"Good." Bill shut his eyes for a moment, blowing out a sigh through his nose. When his eyes opened again, he smiled. It didn't quite reach his eyes, however. "Now then, shall we get onto a subject slightly more pleasant than death? I still haven't explained what you'll be learning once I get you all caught up..."
As Bill continued on, Vega glared up at the boy who had spoken up. His eyes then slid down to where Lapis was sitting. He looked as surly as Vega felt. Tilting his head to the left, then the right, his neck let out an angry-sounding pop. Wincing, Vega heard Viola hiss next to him, reaching up and rubbing at the side of his neck for him. He gave her a weak smile, which she returned, before lowering his head on his desk.
'Well, that led nowhere good.' Vega thought, miserably.
'It went somewhere. Pretty sure Weasley scared them into behaving themselves. And again, rumor mill will churn with the newfound info that we were the ones who stopped the boggarts. And that we asked Eskander to help us out.'
'Yeah, but will anyone actually believe that?' Vega asked. 'The obvious response would be something like 'oh, but Eskander wouldn't have told anyone.' They think he's as evil as his parents, Cygnus, logic won't get through their thick skulls.'
'Perhaps. But enough people still believe in the Potter name. And that's where we come in. I know you don't like the attention, but throwing our weight around can have its advantages. People might not trust Eskander, but if we say that we do, their opinions might change. That's our goal here, getting people to at least be apathetic towards Eskander.'
'That might last until the thing attacks, then it'll be worse than ever.'
'Yeah. I wish we could just imagine it wasn't in here. Despite all that Weasley said, we both know that it's lurking around here somewhere.'
'Going to hit the Pit after this. Got a headache.'
'Yeah, tell me about it. Buzzing like a load of flies in here.' Cygnus said.
When class let out, Vega was one of the first to leave the classroom. As much as he enjoyed his little back and forth with Bill, he needed some peace and quiet for a little while. Turning to head toward the Pit just as the twins caught up to him, he asked, "And I'll bet you want to know what that was all about, don't you?"
"It would be nice, yes." Hydrus said. "I thought you didn't want the attention."
"A good magician knows how to misdirect people." Vega said, smirking. "The rumor mill's gonna be circulating now that Professor Weasley let slip I was the one to stop the boggarts. So I figured I'd get in the way and just happen to mention I let Lapis in on where I was going before we left. Now the rumor mill will talk of me stopping the boggarts and trusting Lapis with our lives." Vega explained. "If I can take the heat off of Lapis for a little while with this, I'll happily accept any of the attention it brings me."
"How very sneaky of you." Viola said, bounding up next to him and throwing an arm around his shoulders. Grinning aside at him, she asked, "You're shaping up to be quite the little hero, Vega. Literally. You are a little hero."
"Vivi, you keep making short jokes and one of these days I'm gonna shrink you down to bug size and trap you under a glass." Vega stated, glaring aside at the girl, who cackled in response.
"We're heading to the Pit, I presume?" Hydrus asked.
"Yeah. Was thinking of looking through some of the books, just in case. I only barely made a dent in them last year. I'm hoping to find something useful in there..."
When they reached the empty hallway, the group glanced around to make sure they weren't being followed before slipping through the false wall and descending the stairs. Entering into the Pit, Vega turned and hit up one of the bookshelves, grabbing his father's grimoire as well as a handful of other books that looked like they might hold something useful. Walking over to the couch, Vega flopped down on one end, setting the stack of books next to him. Grabbing his father's grimoire first, he opened it to scan the makeshift table of contents in the front. Though he had already paged through it, he figured it couldn't hurt to give it a more thorough look.
Hydrus sat in one corner of the room, thumbing through a book of his own, and Viola headed in to get some snacks from the kitchen brought up. Vega was quickly flipping through the grimoire, growing rather frustrated that nothing his father had ever encountered was what he was looking for. As he read, he heard the door to the Pit open again. He glanced aside just as a husky voice called, "What the hell are you doing this time, Potter?"
Turning his head completely, Vega smirked as Lapis stomped over to him. "Deflecting their stares for awhile. I figured you'd be alright with it."
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a bit mad?" Asked Lapis. "Why on earth would you welcome that?"
"Because it'd get their stares offa you. C'mere and help me search through these books. Tryin' to find anything that might explain away what got your mum and dad. First step in stopping it is just figuring out what the hell it is." Vega explained, glancing back to the grimoire. "Dad's book's not helping any, that's for sure..."
"Your dad wrote a book?" Lapis asked, walking to the other end of the couch and sitting. Reaching out for one of the books, he glanced down at the cover. "...Do you really think we'll work out something useful?"
"Dunno, but it's worth a shot, isn't it?" Vega said. "I figure there's at least a chance that outta all these 'dark' books, something's - okay, it's bugging the hell out of me, does anyone else feel like they're being watched?"
"Not me." Hydrus said, lazily.
"Not me!" Chirped Viola, one room over.
"I feel something." Lapis said. "Might just be my own paranoia, though."
Vega closed the grimoire, then closed his eyes. He could hear something above the crackling of the fire. It was a similar noise, so he had to strain to make it out at all, but it was definitely there. Leaning forward on his knees, he said, "Keep getting this feeling in here. At first I thought it was the beholder's hole up there, but... I don't think so. It's somewhere else..."
"Fireplace mantle." Said Lapis suddenly, his voice low.
"What?"
"Look. Something is watching us."
Vega's eyes snapped open and he looked to where Lapis was pointing. Sure enough, there was something wispy at the far end of the fireplace's mantle. Pushing himself off the couch, Vega walked over. The others assembled around him quickly, eager to see what was there. It was then that Vega heard something else. It was almost like a buzzing in his ears, and he rapidly shook his head to try and shake it loose. "Did you guys hear that?"
"I heard... something." Viola said, frowning as she leaned in to get a look at the wispy object. "Dunno what it was, though."
Hydrus and Lapis gave similar answers, causing Vega to gnaw at his lip. "Okay, that's bad. Because I totally understood it. It almost sounded like..."
But Vega didn't get a chance to finish his sentence. A rather hazy mist started to engulf the small object on the fireplace's mantle, lifting it up into the air. Everyone stood back and drew their wands, aiming it at the now-floating wispy object. But the object seemed content to just float lazily in place for a few seconds. And then, all of a sudden, it dropped back onto the mantle, finally solidifying. A pair of small eyes opened and surveyed the four humans that were pointing a wand at it. And, focusing its gaze on Vega, it opened its mouth and hissed out something that only he could understand.
"...Harry?"
oOoOoOoOoOoOo
Author's Notes: Yes, it's exactly what you think.
I hope the editing in this chapter look right. I've finally switched from Firefox 2.x to 4.0.1. There's less end-of-line editing, and the spellchecker seems to be absent from FFN's document editor. Where the hell'd that thing vanish to? Anyone happen to know? Granted, Firefox itself has one built in, but I'm used to the way FFN's handles things.
Oh well. If anything looks busted I'll just hafta manually fix it, I guess! I'll seeya at the end of the month, kids.
