Just in case anyone is confused this is Carl's point of view...


I hummed gently as I scrubbed the lake muck off the side of Mr. Malfoy's sailboat. The sun was setting and the faes were fairly humming in expectation. I sighed and breathed in the deep scent of the lake. I loved this place. It was home and I couldn't imagine living or working anywhere else. The Malfoy's were out for the evening and had left me a list of chores but I would still have time to enjoy the faes activities.

When I had scrubbed the last bit of weeds off the side of the boat, I put away the pail and scrapper. I ran quickly in through the servant's entrance to the kitchen to my room which was directly across from Draco's. I threw on a new pair of shorts and washed my hair before grabbing a chunk of meat out of the freezer and running to the barn to feed Pearly. She growled happily as she choked down the beef noisily.

I was finally done and ran to the edge of the lake. I quickly took off my socks and heavy work boots. I walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped. As the wind rushed passed me I remembered how Hermione had gotten caught and laughed to myself. She was definitely a headstrong girl. To me it wasn't a surprise that her and Draco didn't get along. "However, most people don't." I thought to myself.

When my feet touched the water I crouched lightly and balanced myself on the glassy surface. I stood confidently and headed towards the center of the glowing group of faes. My skin glowed lightly as I grew closer to the group. I smiled as I saw my kind dance joyously. I walked over to get a butter-beer from Mr. Klawton.

He smiled when he saw me and hovered quickly over to me to grasp me up into a bear hug.

"How are you Carl?"

"Wonderful sir!" I cried happily.

"Come over here and have some butter-beer! Don't be a stranger! Get your arse over here!" He nearly knocked over the keg of butter-beer in his excitement. He poured me a pint and we chatted about the night's festivities until my friend Casper's pink whisp of hair could be spotted among the dancing bodies headed our way.

"CARL!" Once again I was attacked by a mass of hugs. When he finally let go he sighed enthusiastically. "We are gonna have so much fun brotha! You gotta see the babes tonight. I swear they get hotter every night!"

I laughed and quietly asked him about his girlfriend. At this he suddenly looked crest-fallen and declared that he was a single man once again.

I shook my head in disapproval. Poor Casper never seemed to be able to have just one woman. He fluttered his insect like wings impatiently at this and insisted I join in the dancing. It didn't take me long to be convinced however. Fairy dances are some of the most wild exciting and crazy events in the world. I wasn't about to miss out on that action!

We quickly made our way to the mass of singing faes and threw ourselves into the rhythm of the crowd. Energy seemed to hum along with all the angelic voices.

I quickly made my way over to a very pretty fairy with light green hair. She was a grass fairy.

"Hey!" I casually said to her.

She smiled encouragingly at me and I grinned wildly at her. "Wanna dance?"

She nodded happily and we made our way back into the energy mass. She smelled wonderful. Like freshly cut grass and clean air. It contrasted greatly with the sweaty smell of human on me.

She leaned in closer to me and I placed my hands on her hips feeling her cool skin under my sweaty hands. She put her arms around me and let her hair blow across my face gently. Normally I would have brushed it away but it felt smooth and cool. Slowly she brought her lips to mine and I felt our energies connecting like fireflies and fireworks. I closed my eyes and tried to keep calm. She was so beautiful. When I opened my eyes she was smiling at me. Her crystal green eyes looked at me playfully and we separated ourselves from the crowd.

I bought her a beer and we talked quietly. She lived on the other side of the lake near the train station. She had a large family with at least five brothers. She loved her job and liked to watch the people on the trains. I listened quietly to her admiring the way her mouth looked as she talked in her calm sweet voice. Maybe it was the butter-beer but I wanted her with my entire being. Eventually as the night grew later she stopped talking and grabbed my hand eagerly. I smiled faintly. I thought she would never ask.


Hope you enjoyed! I'm sorry it's not as long... However I really wanted to develop Carl. BTW oh not-so-faithful reviewers, what do you think of Carl? he is a OC and I was wondering if he isn't to jarring? Anyway i got a couple of reviews last chapter and I would like to thank them for the wonderful encouragement! REVIEW PEOPLE!