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Part 2
Chapter Seven
Santana
Santana peaked open her eyes and groaned. Her body felt like she was stuck under a troll.
"Yea there is no way I'm getting up right now" Santana mumbled to herself as she closed her eyes again.
She tried to remember if she had anything to drink the night before, but her mind was so foggy she couldn't even remember what she had done. Her stomach twinged , her joints ached, and she felt pissed that she woke up before hitting the climax of her sex dream.
" Puuuckk...I'm going to kill you." she half yelled expecting the dopey boy to walk in with breakfast like usual.
"Noah, if I have to get out of this bed to come find you , I promise you're going to be so fucking sorry." She called with a groggy voice and a cocky smirk.
Morning death threats were one of her favorite things. There was a small knock and the click of her door opening.
" Finally! Merlin. Did you bring waffles with strawberries and whipped cream? You know that's my favorite right? "
She smiled at her own silliness with her eyes still closed.
" Puck?"
Santana peaked again, but taking a moment for her eyes to re-adjust. Instead of Puck, a tall thin blond with bright eyes stood in the doorway looking fairly unamused by her antics. She lifted her head to get a better look then let it fall back down to the pillow with a unhappy grunt. It was just Brittany.
" What do you want?" Santana groaned pulling the covers back over her head.
She felt irrationally angry toward her for being there in her room this early in the morning. The girl had been nothing , but a huge pain in the ass to Santana for the last week and she was sick of it. She had half a mind to tell the dumb blond just to get out and not to come back, but Santana wasn't a quitter and Brittany knew far too much already.
" It's mid-day and there is a man waiting. He is...unhappy." She said with her arms folded.
" Wait it's noon?! Why the hell didn't you wake me up?" Santana pulled her self up out of bed, although it felt like she was lifting weights.
Brittany simply shrugged her off and observed her nails.
" Did you do anything that I asked you to do?"
The blond raised an amused eyebrow , but did not speak. Santana's anger was starting to boil over and yet she could not find it in herself to teach Brittany a proper lesson.
The night she slapped Brittany, Santana was plagued with frightening nightmares of being tortured at the Veela's hand. Now every time she lifted her wand to punish her , Santana froze. She knew deep down that if she had wanted to harm the girl she could , but she had already gone through so much effort to keep her pretty that it hardly seemed worth it.
Santana grunted and riffled through her closet, pulling on a few black robes, and tying her dark hair into a pony tail.
" Fine. You don't work. You don't eat. Simple as that." She snapped and brushed past her down the stairs.
A young twenty something man stood looking around at the newly redecorated office and living space Santana now stayed. There were still books and other trinkets strummed about the floor in piles which she had asked Brittany about a thousand times to sort for her, while she was out , to no avail.
" What can I do for you Evan?" Santana said bundling herself up in the warmth of her robes still looking peeved.
" The Centaurs are giving a bit of our boys a problem when we take the students out into the forest for detention. They've been riding at us and kidnapping the students only to let them loose again just at the border of Hogsmead. Amycus said that it's your problem to solve and it's about time you did your damn job."
" Is that right. So let me ask you then ..." Santana began softly " If you knew the Centaurs were going to ambush you after your first few failed attempts than why the fuck do you keep going out there? With children no less." She scolded him.
She heard the light patter of Brittany's steps down the stone staircase behind her, but she simply disregarded her and took a seat at her desks.
" Hogwarts is a school. It is NOT a place to torture and punish children into being little Dark Lords. Some of you have seem to forgotten the war is over. Now is the time where rebuild and create the future we want."
" Such kind hearted words for someone who stays inside a plays around with that blond little piece all day" The young man shot back.
Santana's eye's flickered to Brittany who was minding her own business on the couch. Had there not been a table between Santana and the young sandy haired man; she would have probably beaten the shit out of him for making such a filthy suggestion.
" Brittany is like a cat. She sleeps, she eats, she claws at the drapes, she's good for almost nothing, and yet I keep her around because she's graceful and pretty to look at. Now tell me, would you have sex with your cat?" Santana said with a disturbingly sweet voice that sent shivers down the young man's spine.
" No Miss. Lopez."
" I didn't think so. You should also remember that not only do I out rank you , but that I would feel no guilt what so ever in torturing you until you bleed out of your eye sockets, if you ever disrespect me again. " Santana said spinning her wand around casually.
" Avery would never-"
" Avery and I are an item, meaning he's on my side." She said with a glare. " I will deal with the Centaurs. Now get out before I lose my temper."
The young man didn't wait to be told again. He quickly left the room without another word.
Santana sat thinking over the problem in her chair, while Brittany looked at her from over the back of the couch. She still felt sluggish and gross. She wanted nothing more the to return to bed, but that clearly was not in the cards today.
" Why are you looking at me like that?" She said angrily to the blond who sat watching her.
" I'm a cat. It is what I do."
Santana rolled her eyes and stood.
"Clean this mess up before I get back. If it's not done you will be punished. I'll be sending a house elf to watch you and I wont feed you until you've learned to obey. Not even a crumb."
With that Santana stormed out of the room , locking the door behind her.
Quinn
Quinn tapped her foot anxiously at what use to be the old Ravenclaw table. Since the war everyone was Slytherin. The dorms had all been refurbished to match the tastes of Salazar Slytherin and the same went for the Great Hall.
Quinn sat pouring over her books for anything that might help Brittany find her young sister. She had checked out several books and planned to mail what she found to Brittany in Hogsmead, howevershe was beginning to worry . It had been over a week since she had last heard from her free-spirited best friend and with so many Death Eaters around Hogwarts these days she could only expect the worst.
Quinn gave a disgruntled sigh and flipped through an old tattered book on wizard travel.
" You shouldn't frown so much it will give you wrinkles." came a soft friendly voice from behind. The warm touch to her shoulder was like a welcomed breath of fresh air.
" I know , but I just need to help my friend. There has to an answer in one of these books, maybe a tracking spell I could use...or something." Quinn muttered looking up into the soft brown eyes of Rachel Berry.
Her green ans sliver tie sat perfectly adjusted while Quinn's was loose and askew.
" It's Brittany isn't it?"
Quinn gave a small nod and picked up her quill to jot down a few page numbers.
" I'm just really worried about her. I haven't heard from her in several days. There are Death Eaters everywhere and Britt's well...you know Britt..."
Rachel's fingers slipped beneath the table and intertwined with Quinn's sending a small shiver down her spine.
" Rach, don't. Not here where people can see. " She whispered pulling her hand away quickly. "... and I'm with Finn, remember?"
The small chestnut eyed girl looked down and fiddled with a pygmy puff key chain on her bag.
" I was just going to say that you should come with me to glee club this afternoon, then later I'll come to your tower and help dig through all these books. "
Quinn watched one of the hall monitors closely as he strolled past them down the isle before replying.
" That sounds brilliant. Stay and study for a bit?" She hopped more then asked.
" Love to."
The brunettes annoying yet oddly endearing perkiness returned as she riffled through her things , pulling out several books, parchment , and a Quill.
" I've been working on several new arrangements and I've written a few of my own songs recently would you like to see?" she passed the sheet over and Quinn happily took it.
She smiled and hummed the notes to herself as she read the lyrics.
" Ugh look who it is." Rachel nudged softly. Santana entered the Great Hall and marched up to one of the monitors. The two seemed to be sharing a very intense conversation because Quinn could distinctly see a vein in her neck twitch.
"Just ignore her Rachel."
She hadn't forgiven the older girl for what had happened a few weeks back. Santana had grown cruel and it terrified her.
"She's the reason you're back right? "
" Yea, she held Brittany over my head in order to get me to persuade my father to join the Death Eaters."
" That's awful, do you think—damn I think she saw me looking." Rachel looked doe eyed at Quinn.
" Rachel!" The blond hissed.
" I'm sorry. Shit, I think she's coming over."
" Well look like you're doing your work!"
Quinn rolled her eyes as her friend started hastily writing down notes as if it weren't obvious at all that she was just staring the head of school security down. Quinn casually returned to reading her own book until Santana finally took a seat next to her.
" Not getting into too much trouble this term I hope. " said the older women as she reached across and picked up one of Quinn's books from the stack and flipped through the pages.
"Quintessence: A Quest. How delightful , but shouldn't you be reading something a little more practical like Mudbloods and How to Spot Them, by Barrett Fay. " Santana smirked shooting a look to Rachel who seemed to cower away.
" As useful as that may be Santana, I don't see how it would help me with my Charms exam tomorrow." Quinn deflected hoping Santana would just leave and forget all about Rachel.
The raven haired women gave a fake pout at Quinn's abrasive tone.
" You're not still upset about what happened at your house are you? Look , I know I can be a bit of a bitch sometimes , but I do care about you Quinn. We grew up together and I just don't want you to get mixed up with the wrong sort."
Quinn noticed Santana's eyes flicker to Rachel again.
" I'm not a little girl anymore. I can tell the difference between the right and wrong sort for myself now. What you did to Brittany was cruel and yes I'm still rather upset at you for it , so if you don't mind Rachel and I have some studying to do."
She knew she shouldn't have snapped, especially with Santana's reputation for having quite a hot temper, but she couldn't stand the women her old friend had become.
Santana looked down at the table and picked a little at the chipped wood in the table.
" You're right. I was dreadful to your friend, but you don't seem to understand the world we live in today. Her kind are filth, they don't belong anywhere because they are nether human nor animal. I wish it weren't so , but those are the Dark Lords words , not mine and I must follow them."
Quinn eyed Santana's dark gaze for a moment considering the sincerity of her words. For a moment Quinn thought she might actually be sorry for her actions, but then Santana leaned forward and whispered a few words into her ear so that Rachel could not hear.
" It's best not to let one's pet roam around the street without a leash. The dog catcher might come and take them away."
Santana's cocky grin made Quinn want to puke. She had Brittany. She clenched her fists around the book in her hands unable to even speak. Merlin knew what she had done to her.
" Santana-"
" My office. Seven o'clock. Don't be late or it might be your only shot."
Santana stood and left the two girls alone. Rachel looked around as Quinn remained frozen to the spot.
" What just happened? What did she mean ' Miss your shot?' "
" Santana has Brittany. She's probably going to sell her or something worse. I'm sorry Rachel , but I can't hang out with you tonight."
The young Slytherin rubbed slow circles into Quinn's back trying to calm her.
" It's okay we'll figure this out. I'll speak to my father about this. Maybe he can do something."
" No. Don't. There is more going on here then you know so just please stay out of it." Quinn ran her fingers through her blond hair. " I'm sorry I have to go."
Quickly Quinn packed up her things and left the great hall leaving Rachel sitting quietly alone with her first love song in hand.
Brittany
Brittany folded her arms and glared at the pile of books she was suppose to be organizing. She had been trapped in this small room for who knows how long with nothing to do and no way of getting out. Santana never forgot to magically charm the door shut and without a wand of her own, she couldn't do much. She was beginning to feel claustrophobic after having nothing to do for so long. Arranging the books would help keep her mind and body busy , but it also meant giving into Santana's wishes; which was not something she was willing to do.
" That girl is vile and when she returns I'm going to tell her just that."
Brittany had begun speaking out loud to herself as a way to keep herself entertained during the day. She did attempt to look through some of the books , but got frustrated when she couldn't read enough of the words to make sense of them. Not to mention a few of them tried to bite her hand off.
She laid back on the floor an groaned loudly. There had to be a way to let Quinn know she was trapped in this awful room, but how? Brittany brought her fists to her eyes and scrunched her nose up tight trying her best to think of something to help.
Pop.
Brittany strained her neck to see what had made the abnormally loud sound, though she considered the possibility that she might actually be loosing her mind. She let out a small sigh of relief when it was just the tiny house elf Santana mentioned she would be sending.
" Mistress Santana sent me to watch over you Miss. Brittany. " Squeaked the young elf.
If she had to guess it was only a child by elf standards though she had never pondered the idea of elf offspring before.
" She says you are not to eat before your chores are done and that I am not to help you." He stammered yet tried to seem brave. Brittany could feel his little heart beat nervously. It felt good to feel another creature again. Being with Santana ,who had some how managed to block her magic, got to be very frustrating.
Brittany giggled and rolled on to her stomach facing the small creature.
" Do you speak French little friend?"
" House Elves speak whatever language is needed by their masters Miss."
"Très bon! Very good little friend. What is your name." Brittany asked kicking her legs together back and forth happy to be in the presence of someone who didn't want to hurt her.
She never liked the idea of house elves waiting on wizards hand and foot, but now that she herself was a slave she detested it.
" Tooley Miss."The little guy said wiggling his ears and turning a light pink.
" I don't think we should be talking and not working Miss... Mistress Lopez threatened to make Tooley iron his ears if he disobeyed."
" Nonsense. You leave grumpy old Santana to me. Besides we're not doing anything wrong. We're just talking right?"
Brittany poked the little guy's belly and watched him jump back in surprise.
" I'm not going to hurt you or boss you around so don't worry." she smiled and sat up crossing her legs.
" So you can apparate anywhere in the castle you'd like? That's pretty neat. I wish I could do that. You and me have a lot in common."
" Tooley is an elf Miss. You are a very kind witch , but we are not the same. You are my Mistress and I must obey. "
Brittany quietly shook her head.
"I'm nobodies Mistress. I'd never tell you what to do. What I meant was that I'm a slave just like you. Only I choose not to do what Mistress Santana says."
" That sounds very lovely Miss. Tooley wishes he didn't always have to do what the Masters say. Sometimes he has to do most awful things to students, even the nice ones. Wizard magic makes us even though we don't want to." The little elf's ears drooped
" I understand Tooley, I promise." Brittany bit her lips for a moment as she thought about what it would be like to be a house elf.
" Hey! Would you like to be my friend Tooley?" she exclaimed poking his belly again.
" Tooley's never had a friend before Miss. What is required of being a friend."
Brittany folded her arms and thought hard for a good few minuets.
" Well it's different for everyone , but I think a good friend is someone you can trust, who always has your best interests in mind, and a person you can count on when things get hard."
She glanced over at the small creature who looked baffled.
"I think you could just start with coming to visit me from time to time when Santana is away, but only if you want to. Friends aren't slaves. "
" Tooley would very much like to be Miss. Brittany's friend, but also as Miss. Brittany's friend –a person with her best interests in mind- Tooley suggests that she does her work like a good servant. Tooley doesn't not want to be forced to punish her like he's been forced to punish others."
Brittany cocked her head to the side and considered his request for a moment. Her stomach gave a loud grumble and she finally gave in. A hot meal sounded way better then 'pissing off Santana' did anyway. She had successfully blown Santana off plenty of times. Doing one chore wouldn't kill her.
" Alright, but only if you sing me a song while I do it." She stretched her tiered limbs, finally standing and looking through the first pile of dusty old books.
The house elf began to dance around the room singing a working song, happy to have someone who aloud him to do so. Brittanygot to work stacking and arranging Santana's books nicely on the shelves.
Three hours later Brittany put the last book on the shelf and collapsed onto the couch.
"Miss. Brittany your work is all finished. Now Tooley can fetch you food if you like. I can bring you a chocolate frog or two."
" Thank you Tooley, I'd love that. You should grab something for yourself too. You did such a good job singing and dancing that it made the work go by quickly. "
" Anything for Miss. Brittany." the small elf snapped his fingers and vanished.
It was then it occurred to Brittany that she could send a message to Quinn with her new friend's help, but she'd have to be careful. Santana would be extremely angry of she found out and although she had been tolerant so far , she didn't want to push her luck.
Tooley returned a moment later with a steaming bowl of beef stew and a few pieces of bread.
" This looks amazing little friend thank you!"
Brittany didn't wait to dig in. She hardly ate the past few days-mostly because of her own stubborn attitude- but now she realized just how hungry she was as she shoveled potatoes and carrots into her mouth.
Brittany had just broken a bit of bread and passed it to her elf friend, when Santana returned from whatever it was she did all day. Brittany did her best to ignore her completely, however. She didn't want to draw attention to the fact that she actually did something Santana had asked.
Santana placed her robe on the coat hanger next to the door and surveyed the room with a puzzled expression. Brittany looked back over the edge of the couch to show she acknowledge her presence.
" Elf!" She barked finally drawing the conclusion she had evidently been looking for.
" I thought I ruddy told you not to feed her unless she did something. " Santana growled snatching Brittany's bowl away as she moved to sit by the fire.
" I'll have you ironing your ears for the next month. God, what is this piss? It smells awful?"
Brittany did not take kindly to having her food taken away, but she held her temper. Tooley the house elf cowered behind her.
" But Mistress. She did do her work. She did. Tooley watched. "
" Like hell. There must have been a small library in here. There is no way she could have done it all in a few hours. She doesn't even read English. You helped her, didn't you?"
" Tooley did not."
Brittany couldn't stand it anymore. She snatched her bowl back from Santana's hand.
" He did nothing. We made a game. The books are done. If you do not like piss for supper then do not eat it."
Brittany said emotionless taking another bite. She passed Tooley another piece of bread which he happily took. She could feel Santana glare at her , but neither chose to comment.
" Elf go to the kitchen and fetch me some wine and cheese." Santana ordered as she opened one of the chocolate frogs meant for Brittany.
The elf gave a small whimper, but snapped his fingers and vanished.
"How would you like to see Quinn again?"Santana mused, snapping the frog violently in half so it wouldn't jump away.
Brittany was no dimwit despite what others seemed to think. She knew that Santana would not offer her something she wanted without making a request in return.
"What is it you want." She asked softly focusing on her supper.
The other girl seemed amused by Brittany's frankness, but took her time sucking on the leg of her chocolate frog.
"I want to mark you."
Brittany paused for a moment.
" I do not understand this."
The death eater set the rest of the chocolate aside and leaned forward and began to roll up her the inside of Santana's left forearm was a large terrifying tattoo in the shape of skull. From it's mouth a serpent coiled it's self and bared it's fangs. Did Santana really expect her to be willing to put such a symbol on her own arm?
" No." Brittany said simply. She would find her own way to speak with Quinn.
" Let me explain." Santana's temperament suddenly changed. She spoke much more softly as if trying to reason with her.
" First, it's a serious crime for a half-breed to wear the dark mark without permission from the Lord himself, so you don't have to worry about that. Your's would be small and simple."
Brittany looked away and tuned her out completely.
" It would keep you safe. No one would ever touch you again because they would see and know that you belong to me."
"I am my own." Brittany snapped. When would Santana learn that she would never obey?
"If you do this I will let you see Quinn whenever you like, supervised of course, and I can let you out of this room once in a while."
Brittany studied Santana's features carefully wondering why this was so important to her. There had to be a catch something she was missing.
" Brittany, I will make you do it ether way, but I rather not use force."
" I want my sister back."
The dark haired women clenched her jaw and thought it over for a moment.
" Do this and I will see what I can do to truly help, but that is my final offer."
Brittany looked up at the ceiling and shook her head for a moment, uttering a soft prayer to her ancestors. She felt Santana take her hand gently, but instead of fighting she let the Death Eater guide her over to her writing desk. She sat in a large comfy chair and forced Brittany to kneel in-front of her with her left palm facing upward.
Santana placed the tip of her black wand to Brittany's wrist. Suddenly this seemed like a very bad idea and Brittany tried to pull her hand away , but Santana held her firm.
" Don't." She warned.
Brittany swallowed thickly afraid of what would happen and if it would hurt.
"Proteus Servire" Santana whispered firmly.
From the tip of her wand shot a dark liquid against Brittany's skin. At first she thought that maybe that was it, in which case she had been afraid for nothing or Santana was terrible with magic, but then the burning set in. Her wrist began to seer as the ink devolved into her flesh forming an intricate pattern of twisting lines. Brittany whined and struggled against Santana's grip, but the girl did not let go of her.
" Please stop." She begged trying not to cry.
Slowly the lines began to take a real shape before her eyes. She glanced up and noticed that Santana was too in a great deal of pain. She held up her own wrist to show that the mark was appearing on her as well.
What was this magic? Brittany wondered as the shape of a small snake wrapped around her wrist and appeared to be eating it's own tail. When it was done Santana let go and Brittany fell back onto the floor clutching her wrist.
Santana sighed and tried to help her up , but Brittany flinched away from her.
" Where is that elf with my wine?" She sighed, but gave no sign she expected Brittany to answer.
" Look, Quinn will be here shortly. Why don't you go upstairs and grab a pillow, so you can be comfortable? When the elf returns I'll send him to get a wrap for your arm in the nurses wing."
Brittany was to focused on her throbbing arm to even start to figure out what the other women was going on about. She simply sat on the floor nursing her new tattoo.
" Oh for the love of Merlin."
Santana rolled her eyes and stormed up the stairs and returned with a pillow and blanket in hand. She helped Brittany to her feet and helped her to the couch where Santana covered her with the blanket and handed her back her bowl.
Brittany wondered if the smaller Death Eater had ever once owned a pet dog. It made her laugh to picture Santana spoiling the pour thing to death. It occurred to her that meant Santana would probably continue to treat her very well despite her unruly behavior.
There was a light knock at the door which interrupted Brittany from her amusing thoughts. Santana stood and crossed the small area to get it. Brittany didn't need to peak over the couch to know that Quinn was frantic. The sudden rush of strong emotions sent Brittany's head spinning as she desperately tried to regain her barrings.
" Where is she!" Quinn demanded. " If you've hurt her I swear I'll -"
" You'll what Quinn? You don't have the money or magic to back up that threat so don't even bother to finish it. Brittany's on the couch in perfectly good health. You may speak to her on two conditions. One: You are respectful in my home and Two: You speak only in English. Break ether rule and I'll throw you out without an invitation to return."
Brittany watched as Santana stepped aside and aloud Quinn to enter. She could hardly contain her excitement, so she leapt over the back of the couch and threw her arms around her best friend.
" Oh god Britt, are you okay?! I was so worried about you. I though snatchers had got you or worse."
" They almost did , but then Santana stopped them."
" English Britt or I'll have to leave. I don't understand though. How did you get here. Are you okay. Is she hurting you."
Brittany flicked her eyes over to Santana who was busying herself with paperwork. while Quinn placed a few loving kisses on her forehead.
" No. I am well here. I eat and sleep well. I am treated like a cat Santana says." Brittany can't help, but feel revealed now that Quinn knows where she is.
" I'll think of something to get you and Jayde back home, I promise. "
" I know." Brittany said simply pulling Quinn in for another hug, but this time she whispered something in her ear.
" Santana is close with Avery. I can get close and find out more information if I remain her slave for a while. Trust me."
Brittany tried to give Quinn a reassuring smile. The smaller blond clearly didn't like the idea, but knew that she wouldn't be able to change Brittany's mind.
" Fine, but I'm going to visit you everyday. Understand?"
" Oui. Oui. Quinn. I know. Je t'aime tellement"
" I love you too B."
From the corner Brittany could practically hear Santana groaning.
" Alright, I think that's enough for one night. You can come back in a few days assuming that Brittany does as she's told."
It was Brittany's turn to give a cocky smirk. Quinn let go moved to the door.
" If you hurt her I WILL make good on that threat." She shot one last look back at Brittany and left without another word.
Brittany could feel Santana's gaze fall lightly over her. It was so frustrating not knowing what the strange death eater was feeling it would make figuring her out so much easier. Brittany briefly wondered if this is what it felt like to be just like everyone else.
There was a loud pop and Tooley stood holding Santana's wine and a tray of cheese.
" Finally! Mother of Merlin. How hard is it to fetch cheese and wine." Santana snapped at the elf. " I'm starving."
While she berated the tiny elf Brittany sat back down under her covers and picked up the unopened chocolate frog.
" Tooley is sorry Mistress! Tooley was summoned by Master Avery."
" I don't care if you were summoned by the bloody Queen herself. You follow my orders first and then everyone else. Clear?"
" Yes Mistress."
" Take this upstairs. I'll be eating in my chambers."
" Yes Mistress."
Brittany could just barely hear Santana step up to the book shelf for the first time over the fire. She bit back a giggle and focused on eating her frog.
" Brittany...these aren't in alphabetical order. How exactly did you arrange my books." She asked tentatively.
Brittany leaned forward not bothering to hide her smile anymore.
" Um...well..by friendliness and um importance...oh an usefulness."
Santana closed her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose gently. Technically she had done exactly as the girl asked. It wasn't her fault Santana didn't give detailed instructions.
" How is The Art of Unicorn Breeding important or useful?"
Brittany couldn't tell weather Santana was amused or annoyed.
" Unicorns are important to me and I like the pictures , so I look at it a lot."
Santana huffed and folded her arms like a child who didn't like to lose.
" I'm going upstairs. We'll talk about this more tomorrow."
Brittany giggled and snuggled into her makeshift couch bed feeling rather pleased with herself. Now she just had to make sure Santana held up her end of their deal to help find her sister.
Brittany starred into the fire place and watched the flames dance around the way she and Jayde use to as little girls until eventually she drifted off to sleep.
*A/N- This chapter was a monster to write because it was so long. I might need to go through and fix somethings but I'm pretty happy with it. I hope you guys liked the little faberry I threw in there for you. It's 2 am right now , but I'm too excited to get this out and see what you guys think. I'll probably need to fix a few mistakes in the morning. I'm having so much fun writing this story, so I hope you're liking it too. Big thank you to my two amazing betas 3 Enjoy and lots of love.
