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AN - WOOP! I don't have tonsilitis, I don't think. So here's a chapter! I know everyone hates Lily and James being apart but suck it up because it had to happen :P No, I'm kidding, I don't like it much either but the characters aren't behaving. Fear not! They WILL get back together soon (as we all know they have to get back together) but patience is a virtue young jedi-readers. In the meantime, enjoy the drama. (It's a bits and pieces chapter, just so you know. No action, but it's readable)

Last time: Lily and James broke up for good. That's the important bit.

Enjoy :D

Chapter 6 - A Glimmer of Hope

Dear James,

It has been too long! I have just completed a mission that I can't tell you anything about, in a place I can't tell you the name of with people you may or may not know. I'm returning to England within the week, I'm just tying up loose ends and whatnot at the moment.

I look forward to hearing all about training - it sounds like things are going as they should. It may be tough now, but stick it out, and I know you will be a fantastic auror and a son that I can be proud of. Although, of course, I am already exceedingly proud of you - you've grown into such a responsible young man, as your mother would have said.

In reference to your question about your mother and I, no, we didn't go through a particularly bumpy patch, but I don't think you have anything to worry about. Lily is a wonderful girl and I'm sure things will settle down as you two get into more of a routine with your new lives. Perseverance seems to be your strong suit, James - you've been in love with her since first year and now you've finally won her heart (blimey, I must be tired if I'm using that sort of language!). Just trust in yourself and trust in Lily - you won't drift apart, you're better than that.

Anyway, we can speak about all this when I get back, perhaps over a nice bowl of Tilly's pumpkin soup - the food here has been terrible!

Love, Dad

A week had passed since the incident that had become known as 'The Split' and life had continued on in its unpredictable way. The letter from James' father had caused the poor boy a fair amount of upset, reminding him of a time before he and Lily had broken up. Sirius and Cat weren't on good terms, due to their unwavering loyalty to their best friends. The split hadn't caused a great divide but nevertheless sides had been taken, the only fence-sitter being Caradoc. Remus, surprisingly, had taken Lily's side for he could see no reason why James would abruptly ditch the girl he had professed to love for so many years. Consequently, he had been avoiding James' presence and spending more time with Laura. The pair had had dinner together twice that week, and Remus, in spite of his reservations about getting in 'too deep' emotionally, found himself longing to spend more time with Laura.

Remus' Occlumency Diary

There's so much to write about. For once, my life seems to be on the right track and it feels so strange but fantastic. It's bizarre. I think that a lot of it has to do with Laura.

I don't want to rush into things. I don't want to feel too much too soon because then how will I know if it's real or if it's an infatuation? I mean, we've only been dating for a week or so.

But sometimes (and I say sometimes because it's what you hear, not from personal experience) I think you just know when something feels right. And this feels right.

She's my match intellectually - she reads Shakespeare!, she heals people for a living - I get ill every month, she is stunning without being obviously so - in spite of my scars, I've been told I have nice arms...

To be honest, I feel like she's superior to me but that doesn't make me feel like I don't deserve her, but rather like I want to be the best I can be to match her...

Christ, I sound sappy! If the other Marauders found this, I'd never live it down.

Speaking of, I cannot believe what James did to Lily! It seems so out of character and yet he is acting as though nothing's wrong. Usually, I wouldn't get involved in this sort of a drama, because I've had enough of them in the past year to last me a lifetime (what with Anna and Claire and all that). But Lily is my friend just as much as James. She has always been there for me when I needed support and so it's my turn to be there for her. James can suck it up, as far as I'm concerned, because he is way out of order!

Lily hasn't really wanted to speak about it. After all, it's only been a week since it happened, and when she left our flat that night she was in tears. But I saw her today and yesterday when I visited Laura for work, and she seemed to be holding everything together okay. Granted, she did look more tired than usual, but I suppose that's bound to happen when you're working somewhere like St Mungo's.

Anyway, I should get going - I have another date with Laura tonight and she doesn't have work in the morning...

Harry got up from the uncomfortable stone floor, stretching out his back as he thought over what he had read. He was overwhelmed with hatred for Voldemort for having such an interest in his parents' relationship. He couldn't believe that he had torn them apart just because Lily and James were such high-achievers. And he had trouble believing that his dad hadn't tried harder to hold onto his mum. It was disappointing, Harry thought, feeling his insides churn unpleasantly. Wasn't his Dad supposed to be a Gryffindor? It was all very well and good for Remus to have someone - he wasn't being specifically targeted by the Dark Lord. At the rate things were going, Harry was surprised his parents had gotten it together after all. He wished they'd just get it together and be honest because reading about his parents in pain brought him no pleasure at all. He had to keep reading until they got themselves back together or he knew he wouldn't sleep well. With that in mind he lay himself out on his stomach and recommenced his reading, absently wondering how so much of his parents' friends' things had ended up at Godric's Hollow.

Cat's Occlumency Diary

Life sucks, sometimes, you know? I mean, I am exhausted at the moment from training and whatnot, but now I'm fighting with Sirius too, which is not fun, particularly when I have to see him every day at work.

It's not Lily's fault, but she's the reason we're arguing. The way Potter treated her really gets under my skin - I thought I knew him better than that. We grew up together, pretty much, and I just thought he was better than that. We were told not to take sides, but it's a bit hard when the injured party is as good as a sister to me! And I understand why Sirius would take Potter's side - they are brothers in everything but blood - but the fact that Sirius says that it's not Ja-Potter's fault, THAT pisses me off. Whose fault is it, then? No one made him treat Lily so badly.

And I'm sick of arguing with him. It's just small things. Like at training he and Potter and Leo all hang out, but when I make it clear that I'm not talking to Potter (childish, I know) Sirius doesn't make an effort to include me. It's not good for us. And we need to fix it, because I need him right now.

I got a letter from Mum the other day telling me that she and Jake were being moved to another safe house at the end of next week. She didn't write why and I haven't heard anything from Dumbledore about it but I really just want to talk to Sirius about it and I can't. Not while there's this thing between us.

It's also really irritating because I think I've pretty much got the whole animagus thing down pat... I haven't shown anyone but (surprise, surprise) I'm a cat (of sorts - technically, an ocelot). The thing is, I obviously can't see myself when I change so I'm not 100% certain that everything is as it should be. On top of that, I've found that my transformation is largely triggered by emotion. I mean, I can phase when I concentrate really, really hard. But the other day when I was in the bathroom I was really annoyed about something Sirius had said and I was just going over and over it in my head when POOF suddenly I was a bloody cat, wasn't I?

And I can't have that happening to me at work. I'm fairly certain the Ministry wouldn't be impressed that one of its soon-to-be law-enforcers was an illegal animagus. Which is why I need to talk to Sirius about it.

Ah! This is so frustrating!

I'm going to take my broom and apparate somewhere away from the muggles. I need to fly to clear my head, or I might just phase again by accident.

"But I thought we were going to have lunch together?"

"Sorry, gorgeous, but I really can't. I have a super important meeting with a source."

Anna and Caradoc were standing in the middle of the crowded street in Hogsmeade, arguing over their plans.

"I'm really sorry," Anna said again.

"I was going to skip training for you," Caradoc said, trying to tempt her. "We could've spent the entire afternoon together by that lake..."

"No we couldn't," Anna admonished. "You have a job to do. You're going to be famous one day and then you can take all the lunch breaks you like, but until then..." she removed his hands from around her waist, "You'll just have to wait."

Caradoc sighed heavily. "You're a hard-hearted minx, you are, Brown."

"And you love me for it," she said with a grin, reaching up on her tiptoes to kiss her boyfriend on the cheek.

"True," he agreed, going for a kiss on the lips that lasted longer than strictly necessary.

"Now I really have to go," Anna said, "I can't keep him waiting."

"Who's your source?" Caradoc asked suspiciously.

"No one you know," Anna said, pulling away.

"You're not going after that story I told you about, are you?" he said sternly.

"Which story?" Anna asked, blue eyes wide and innocent.

"You know the one I mean - about the illegal potion racketeering and its links to Death Eaters."

"Oh, no, of course not," Anna replied, fingers crossed behind her back. "You're right, that'd be too dangerous. This is just a little puff piece to round out my portfolio."

"Oh, right. Well, good. I want you to stay safe," Caradoc said. "I'll see you tonight, yeah?"

"Sure, see you," Anna said, her smile fading as Caradoc turned to walk away. Steeling herself with a steadying breath, she turned on the spot visualising her destination. Knockturn Alley.

Peter's Occlumency Diary

Today I thought a lot about the treacle tart that we used to get at Hogwarts. It's a shame we never get dessert at home - Remus is the cook most of the time but he's been away most nights, so it's been take-away. I know he's seeing Laura now and that's good for him, but I feel like we're all drifting apart again. I thought living together would change that, but it hasn't.

Lily and James being broken up is sad. I feel sorry for both of them - Lily because she was always nice to me and James because even though he dumped her he's always gloomy these days. Something's not quite right but I don't know what!

Yesterday some strange men came into work and sent off three large boxes filled with what I reckon were bottles 'cause they made clinking noises. They were probably illegal alcohol or potions or something, who knows! We're supposed to check what people send and make sure it's safe and above-board, but Dana didn't even bother! They just came in and sent the stuff. She was a bit off that day too...

I thought it was a bit weird but I didn't want to say anything to the boss - I'm still new and I need this job to pay the rent and to be able to send Mum some money every other week. It hasn't been easy for her since Dad left and she's all alone in that flat...

Thing is, I didn't recognise the men who came in - there were three of them: one tall with really mangy brown hair, the other two shortish and similar looking (probably twins) but one was a girl and one a guy. They had black curly hair. I don't recognise them but I saw the names they signed off on the packages with and they sound really familiar. Like I'm sure I heard the names at school but they didn't look familiar - probably relatives or parents. Slytherins I think...

Merlin, I can't stop thinking about that treacle tart! I'm going to go see if Prongs'll make me some seeing as how Moony is out tonight. I'd only ask Padfoot if I had a death wish - he's a shocking cook.

Peter had always been the least interesting Marauder. His grades were average, his looks plain and his sense of humour sadly under-par. But one thing Peter Pettigrew was good at was observing. His beady little eyes noticed every little detail from what colour a girl's eyes were to the ink stains on peoples' hands. His memory, though not brilliant, was able to recall most things he mentally noted while observing the people and places around him. This made him a fairly valuable employee at Eeylops Emporium for he could remember which owls preferred which treats, and which customers were regulars, and which customers were tricky. He could also remember the way his boss liked his tea, which obviously won him extra brownie points.

Now, the importance of Peter's observant nature lay in the fact that half the time, he didn't realise the importance of the details he was noticing. He noticed that James seemed miserable all the time, even though he had successfully asked out Jasmine on a date. He noticed that Sirius, who was known for his outspoken opinions and occasional inadvertent insensitivity, was being unusually tight-lipped about 'the split' and often changed the subject whenever Lily Evans was mentioned. He noticed that Remus had only spent half of the week home in the evenings and was being abnormally distant, especially to James and Sirius.

So Peter had all these clues, and while he had a feeling that something was not quite right, he couldn't put his finger on what exactly it was.

After an additional week of stony silences and unbearable tension in the Marauders' flat, Sirius decided that it was time some action was taken.

"Right, I'm off to see Dumbledore," he announced over dinner that Wednesday.

"How come?" Peter asked, looking up from his shepherd's pie.

"Order stuff," Sirius replied shortly, walking down the hall.

"'Scuse me," James muttered, hurrying after his best mate. Remus watched, intrigued but not enough to tear him away from his chocolate pudding.

"Pads, what are you doing?" James hissed, pulling Sirius quickly into the cloak room the boys had extended to keep their brooms.

"The broom closet? Really, Prongs, is that how you planned to put the moves on me for all these years?" Sirius joked.

"I'm not kidding, Pads, what are you doing? There could be Death Eaters watching the house!"

"Seriously, mate, calm down," Sirius said with a frown. "I'm just doing my best-friend duties and trying to sort out your problems for you. I told you I would."

"But, Sirius, what if He finds out you've gone to Dumbledore for help?" James said, running a hand through his hair anxiously.

"Firstly, Prongs, as far as He is concerned, you've dropped Lily. Everyone knows by now, it's almost been two weeks!" Sirius said. "And you haven't received any letters or anything, have you?"

James shook his head.

"And secondly," Sirius continued, "As far as He knows, you're the only one who knows about your problem. He has no reason to suspect that you've told me or that I'm trying to help you sort it. Besides, he and his Death Eaters have probably got better things to do on a Thursday night than stake out our flat. I'm going to floo from The Leaky Cauldron. Dumbles knows I'm coming but not why, because I sent him a letter yesterday. And furthermore, I know for a fact that Lily is safe with Cat and Anna at a girls' night in, because as it happens, Cat and I aren't speaking much at the moment and that was all she said to me today at training."

James just stood in silence after Sirius' gentle little rant.

"You're not the only one affected by this, James," Sirius added quietly.

There was another pause.

"Look, Sirius, I'm really sorry-" James began.

"Nah, it's not your fault," Sirius waved a hand. "But it is a problem that I intend to do something about. So just... Relax. Don't think about what I'm off doing. I can help you fix it, alright?"

"Thanks, Pads," James half-smiled. "Don't know what I'd do without you."

"Curl up in a ball and die from self-pity and over-exposure to the elements, I expect," Sirius joked. "But don't worry. Sirius-ly, what are friends for?"

James chuckled.

"Now let's get out of this closet before Moony gets jealous," Sirius grinned. James laughed properly this time and waved his friend out the front door, hoping that he'd be able to get some help from Dumbledore.

"So how come you're drinking on a weeknight?" Lily asked Cat, screwing up her eyes as she took another shot of vodka. "Eurgh! That's disgusting!"

"Hey it was your idea to try muggle alcohol," Anna said, "I was all for some Firewhiskey but noooo!"

"We've got the day off tomorrow," Cat explained. "Moody reckons aurors don't get breaks but Gid insisted on account of how he didn't want us to burn out before we could complete our training."

"That was good of him," Anna said.

"Sure was," the auror-to-be replied. "Can't remember the last time he was so considerate."

"So what's going on with you at the moment, Anna Banana?" Lily giggled.

"Work's good and I'm still building up my portfolio to present to the Prophet," she said shortly, taking a sip of wine.

"No, no, no, don't mix wine and spirits!" Cat urged, but unfortunately her warnings went unnoticed.

"How's the portfolio going? What are you working on now?" Lily asked.

"Oh, a bit of this, a bit of that?"

"That's very evasive of you," Cat noted.

"Well, I can't really say, you see? It's sort of a secret," Anna said, biting her lip.

"Is it investigative?" Lily asked. "Is it a story about something illegal or conspiracy-ish?"

"It's not about what Caradoc was talking about that time, is it?" Cat asked sharply.

"No, of course not. That would be dangerous!" Anna replied, a bit too quickly.

"Anna?" Cat said sternly.

"What story? What are you guys talking about?" Lily asked, looking from one friend to the other.

"Caradoc was telling us about this wizard from Belgium who went missing last month because he was investigating the illegal potion trade," Cat explained.

"So?"

"So now Little Miss Inquisitive has got it into her head that she can uncover what the Belgian was trying to."

"Why's that a bad thing?" Lily asked thickly.

"Because allegedly the potioneers have links to Death Eaters over here and that's why the Belgian Ministry have covered up his disappearance," Anna explained. "And before you ask, Caradoc knows about it because one of his coaches or something knew the wizard who disappeared."

"Anna, you can't seriously be considering writing this piece!" Cat said.

"I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself," Anna protested.

"I think Cat's right," Lily said, sobering up a little at the thought of Death Eaters. "You can't afford to get tangled up with these people."

"Well it's too late, I already have," Anna replied, sipping her wine.

"WHAT?"

"I already went to Knockturn Alley and had a bit of a poke around in a few dodgy shops round there, in disguise," she added, "and so far I've found nothing. Unless I get some concrete evidence or a willing interviewee, I will find another story, I promise."

"But Anna-"

"Don't 'but Anna' me," the blonde said to Lily. "I know what I'm doing."

"I guess there's no point in trying to talk sense into you, so let's move on," Cat said.

"What's going on in your life, Lily?" Anna asked in a gentle tone. Lily narrowed her eyes.

"You guys know what's been going on and to be perfectly honest, I don't really want to talk about it."

"But don't you think talking about it might help?" Anna pressed.

"About him? No, I don't," Lily replied stubbornly. Cat and Anna glanced at each other, sharing one of those she-needs-to-talk-about-it-so-we-can-make-her-feel-better-but-how-do-we-make-her-talk looks (very common). Lily saw the pair communicating silently and felt more than a bit grumpy.

"Fine, I'll talk! But stop talking about me behind my back."

"We weren't-"

"But I know you have been - these walls aren't exactly soundproof."

"Well, how are you coping?" Anna asked.

"Let's see. James Potter irritated me for years on end, was an insufferable git, but turned out to be quite a nice guy by seventh year. Somehow he made me fall for him and I thought he was in love with me too. I go on holidays and by the time I come back something has changed. We both get busy at work, he starts avoiding me and before I know it, he's found someone new. He basically ripped out my heart, tore it to shreds then set the remains on fire just to be sure. And he was perfectly nice and apologetic while he was doing it. So, I suppose you could say I'm coping. Or perhaps you could assess that - as you've probably heard me crying myself to sleep every night for the past two weeks - I am still in love with the jerk but there's simply nothing that can be done about it."

Lily followed up her monologue by grabbing the bottle of white wine of the table with an 'oh, give me that' then swigging it straight from the bottle.

"So, that's not coping then?" Cat asked. There was a pause, and then the three girls burst into inexplicable laughter.

"Oh, Cat, I love you," Lily said wiping her eyes.

"Come here," Cat said, pulling Lily into a best-friend-hug. Anna decided to join in too, resulting in a sort of Lily-sandwich.

"I just don't know what to do," Lily said, sniffing slightly.

"Would you like us to castrate him?" Anna asked. "Because I know the spell, and Cat has a key to their flat."

Lily chuckled.

"It's fine. I'm sure it would be a tragedy if James Potter was rendered unable to reproduce."

"Are you sure? Because squinty gits with unmanageable hair aren't exactly in high demand," Cat joked.

"Thanks guys," Lily said. "I really appreciate you being, you know, here and all that."

"No worries, Lils," Cat said.

"What are best friends for?" Anna added.

There was a silence during which the girls each sipped on their drinks and contemplated the infinite mystery that was men.

"I suppose, it's just..." Lily began with a frown. "Like, I want to hate him for what he did, and I sort of do. But somehow I just want him to be happy, so I suppose if it's not with me then it's a good thing that he broke it off. And, you know, better that he did it now then years down the track when I've lost my looks and can't get anyone else." She attempted a smile.

"Oh, Lily. You really do love him, don't you?" Anna said pityingly.

Lily nodded, biting her lip so hard as to stop herself from bursting into tears.

"Well, you know what this means?" Anna said. "We just have to find the home-wrecker he dropped you for and mercilessly attack her."

"No, don't be stupid. He doesn't want me, he wants her. And I don't want to be the pathetic ex-girlfriend who can't get over it. I mean, sometimes I'll go all the way through a shift at work and not think about him once. If I can just keep it going, it won't be so bad, right?"

"You're right, we want to steer clear of the pathetic ex image. It's too tragic for a woman of your dignity, Lils," Cat agreed. "Plus I work with Jazz and it would make things somewhat awkward if I tried to sabotage her while being her co-worker."

"Actually, that makes it all the more simple," Anna grinned. "First thing we need to do-"

"No, enough! It's fine. I'll be fine. I won't stoop to that level," Lily said. "And that's final."

"Fine, but honestly, Lily, you take the fun out of everything," Anna pouted.

"And anyway," Lily continued, "As it turns out, someone else has already asked me out on a date."

"Gee, not much respect for the rebound period," Cat muttered.

"REALLY! Who?" Anna gasped.

"My friend Matt, from the hospital," Lily replied. "He's just my friend, though, at the moment. He knows what happened with James and he's sort of been my only ally at work and, I don't know... I said no, initially, but maybe dating someone else will get my mind off you-know-who and make life a bit less rubbish."

"It sounds like a good idea to me," Anna said, enthusiastically. "But first we need to give you a make-over. Your hair could really do with a trim and your nails, sweetie, are getting a bit tragic."

"Don't you think it's a bit wrong to use him as a rebound?" Cat asked.

"Oh, don't be so old fashioned," Anna answered for Lily. "He knows her history so he must know he's the rebound. And besides, it'll be good for Lils. It's been two weeks since it happened, and not till tonight have I heard her laugh since then."

"I still haven't made up my mind, though. I don't really see him in that way. But maybe, given time..?" Lily trailed off.

"Well, in the meantime, this is a girls night in and that entitles us to manicures and facials and all that girly stuff. And Catherine Jones, don't you dare roll your eyes. You are going to exfoliate and you are going to like it!" Anna ordered.

So the girls spent the rest of the evening drinking, singing along to their radio and giving each other beauty treatments. It had been a long while since they had spent this sort of time together and Lily found herself more relaxed and happy than she had been in months.

In the meantime, Sirius had floo-ed into Dumbledore's office and was now waiting for the Headmaster to return from dinner in the Great Hall. While he waited, Sirius wandered around the office till he found Dumbledore's pensieve which he then pulled out and carefully placed on the desk. He then placed his wand tip to his temple and, focusing very clearly on the night he had read Voldemort's letter and spoken with James, extracted the memory of reading that letter and placed it into the basin. Sirius frowned, poking at it moodily. He hoped Dumbledore would have a solution but there was no assurance that he would. What if James just had to wait it out and Lily moved on? Sirius worried for his friend - if James wasn't happy, then Sirius wasn't happy and right now the pair were downright miserable.

"Mister Black?"

Sirius turned to see Dumbledore entering the office wearing midnight blue robes and a concerned expression.

"Hello, Professor," Sirius said quite, well, seriously.

"Please, take a seat," Dumbledore suggested, seating himself behind his desk, steeple-ing his fingers together, and gazing over his half-moon glasses at the boy before him.

Sirius sat himself down, and indicated to the pensieve before him. It would be easier to show Dumbledore than to explain himself.

"I take it there is something you wish to show me?" Dumbledore asked. "Very well." He leant forward and tipped his face forwards into the misty basin. Sirius watched on anxiously.

A minute or two later, Dumbledore resurfaced, and sat back in his chair. His eyes were downcast and his silvery brows were pushed together in concern.

"Well?" Sirius asked. "What can you do?"

"I did wonder why James and Lily had parted ways," Dumbledore mused, rubbing his forehead. "But this is worse that I could have anticipated."

"But we can do something, right? I mean, Prongs, err, James, is miserable. He'll be a rubbish auror and Order member the way he is at the moment."

"I knew Tom when he was at school. He enjoyed toying with people, making them bend to his will, and now he can do it outright through threats and bribery. Things do not look good, Sirius."

"But Professor-"

"Albus," Dumbledore interrupted.

"Fine, Albus, what can we do about this?"

"It's too risky to do anything outright. We don't know the reach of Voldemort's powers, his surveillance of Lily or James' properties, how interested he is in the pair of them. Clearly, he has a vested interest in them specifically, whether it's because Lily, as a muggle-born, is making a name for herself or because James is an up-and-coming auror with a Head Auror as his father..." Dumbledore trailed off.

"He is MISERABLE! I can't take it - it's tearing us all apart. There is no way we can go on like this!" he said, standing up. "Now WHAT can we do?"

"I'm sorry to tell you, Sirius, but there's not a lot we can do as yet." When it looked as though Sirius was going to explode with rage again, Dumbledore held up his hand. "I have a few ideas about what we can do, but nothing that can be done right at this very point in time. As you can understand, there is no room for error with any plans we make to ensure James and Lily's safety. Any mistakes we make could result in their death, and clearly neither of us wish for that to happen."

"So there's nothing we can do at the moment?"

"No, not right now."

"Well, what ideas do you have? I could easily do some research, Remus could help-"

"I think, for now, it's best to let as few people know as possible. The ideas I have centre around modifications to the Fidelius charm-"

"The Secret-Keeper thing?" Sirius interrupted. "Lily mentioned that to us once when we were studying Charms."

"The very same. I also have in my mind uses for some of the old magic," Dumbledore said pensively.

"Old magic?"

"I need time to think on this, Sirius, and please understand that though it is a very grave thing to break up two people in love, there are more pressing matters that need dealing with at the moment. I'm sure you understand that our fight will not go on hold because of a lovers' quarrel?"

Sirius nodded, mildly frustrated but understanding what Dumbledore was saying.

"Of course," he said. "Thank-you Albus."

"We will solve this, Sirius. But you need patience and hope. I shall speak with you at the next Order meeting, next weekend."

Sirius just nodded and stepped back into the fireplace, returning to tell James the news.

AN - So yes, read and review if you have time, faithful readers! I think LJ will only be apart for two-three more chapters so stick with it. I'm trying to race through their separation coz i don't much like it either. Thanks for all your wonderful reviews so far :D

As usual, any suggestions you have or whatever, let me know and I'll see what I can do. Till next time, Happy Fanficcing! :D

ps Who has seen the new Harry Potter trailer? OH MY MERLIN! SO EXCITED! "The boy who lived, come to die" waaaah!