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"Wake up! Bloody hell, wake up already Jason!" was the first thing Jason heard that morning. Comfortable where he was and not even daring to open his eyelids, all he did was groaned and turn over.
"Blimey, this one's a sleeper isn't he, eh?" a new voice said. "Come on Jason, I can't believe I'm going to say this but if you don't wake up we are going to be late for class!" Jason, still not caring, rolled over completely, while mumbling something that sounded like 'Bite me.'
The other voice said "Ah, don't make Logan go and get the water bucket again, we've already been through that today." At the word 'water' Jason's eyes sprung wide open and sprung up, knocking his forehead into Danny painfully.
"Ouch!" Danny said, grabbing his forehead. "Sheesh mate! Try not to kill me, okay! Just leave that to transfiguration." Danny grumbled at the last part while backing away from Jason. Jason sat up again, sad that he was awake.
He looked around, seeing other Gryffindor boys he had never met before. The one closest to him was grinning a bit like a mad criminal, leaned up against one of the four posts on the boy's bed. The mystery boy had dark brown hair which looked abnormal compared to his multi-coloured eyes, a bright blue mixed with green.
A little farther behind the boy was another boy, much taller than the first one. He had dark skin and dark curly hair that was chaotic and untameable. He was desperately trying to get ready, and was quiet failing miserably at trying to brush his impossible hair.
The last two were standing near the doorway, one tall with longer hair and a laid back look about him, waiting a tad impatiently while the boy next to him, short in comparison to the other, had light mousy brown hair that hung in his eyes but stunning green eyes that were hidden by his hair and was holding a bucket in his hand.
"Who-" Jason started groggily. "No time for that, mate! I'll introduce you on the way. Now come on get up!" Danny said, practically dragging him away from the warm, inviting bed. Reluctantly, Jason fully woke up and dragged his feet over to his trunk. Pulling out a fresh pair of robes, he went to the small bathroom to change.
Jason looked longingly at the shower, but knowing he only had awhile, decided that he'd have to settle for a quick washcloth to the face. After changing from his pyjamas, he took a damp washcloth and wiped off his face, scrubbed his under arms and tried to get the dirt from underneath his crack nails. Jason saw a small wire comb lying on the side of the counter, and he sent a prayer that no one would mind him using it. Jason winced as the comb hit snarls and knots in his hair; this hair brushing was extremely overdue. Flatting his hair with a little bit of water, he finally deemed himself presentable and felt the bathroom.
Dropping his nightclothes by the foot of his bed, he quickly gathered all of his books and supplies, stuffing them into his tattered book bag. He and the other five boys briskly walked down to the Great Hall, Danny talking rapidly the entire time. "Ok everyone, this is Jason. Jason, that's Jack Dillon" he motioned to the light eyed boy, "this is James Methuen," looking at the chocolate skinned boy "The tall one is Vince Roberson" he said "and the last one is Logan- err, I forgot, but he's Logan. Got it?" Jason nodded as they entered the Great Hall.
Jason and the boys sat with the girls that he had sat with yesterday at dinner, which most of them were already finishing. "Blimey, what took you so long?" Margo asked, finishing off her scrambled eggs. Jason piled his plate with bacon, eggs and still steaming hash browns while Danny answered Margo.
"Well, sleeping beauty over here," he said, jerking his head in Jason's direction, "kept us waiting. But what about you guys? I never really thought of Alex as the 'early bird'." He said, throwing Alex a smirk. Jason waited for Danny to be obliterated by Alex's death stare, but instead all he got was an eye roll and
"You are so lucky I'm in a good mood right now Danny boy. If they didn't have bacon, I'd be ripping your head off." She said, biting off a piece of bacon from the strip she was holding. "It took us fifteen minutes to get her up" Margo commented "Then Zoe said 'Alex there's bacon!' And BOOM, out of bed and ready to go."
Alex shrugged, "What can I say? Bacon is the magic word. Cookies are too. Or maybe it's just food…" she trailed off. "Nah, it's the bacon." Zoe said, lifting her bag and finishing off her own bacon. "Let's go girls" Zoe said, marching off comically with Alex. Margo laughed well naturedly and May just shook her head with a smile on her face, the four Gryffindor's leaving the great hall.
The boys however were still cramming food down their throats as fast as they could; trying not to choke at the same time, too. Jason assumed whatever potion he had been given also expanded his stomach; he could eat much more now.
"Hurry up; we are going to be late!" Danny said desperately. "I have Transfiguration and I do not want to be murdered by old Minnie on my first day! I'm saving that for later in the year!" he cried, urging them to eat faster. Despite the fact that leaving the meal was the last thing he wanted to do, Jason agreed with Danny. The last thing he wanted is to get on the bad side of Headmistress McGonagall.
Shoving the last bit he could manage to fit in his mouth, Jason took off with the others, desperately trying to reach the classroom. They entered, panting, and to Jason's delight, it seems as they were having this class with the Ravenclaws. Being with the Ravenclaws meant Jillian may be here!
Luck seemed to turn in Jason's favour as he succeeded to spot the familiar dirty blonde hair in a seat by herself. Not giving fate a chance to change its mind, Jason dashed to the empty seat. He could help but smile as he realized Jillian was so absorbed in the novel lying in her lap to acknowledge Jason's presence.
Jason poked Jillian between the ribs, her responding "For the last time Derek, sod off you son of-" Jillian stopped herself short as she finally saw Jason's face, grinning broadly at her reaction. "Jason!" she yelled, throwing her arms around him in a bone breaking hug.
Several people were glancing at him now, and Danny was wiggling his eyebrows in an odd manner like they were trying to escape. Jason mouthed 'sod off' at him, but was also turning bright red from embarrassment and lack of oxygen.
"Jillian, people are starting to stare…" Jason said. "Let them" Jillian whispered back, crushing him more. "Need… to breathe…" Jason gasped out. Jillian immediately released him, letting him regain his breath until he could talk steadily. "So you missed me, eh?" Jason said, cocking an eyebrow.
Jillian laughed melodically saying "Of course I missed you! You're my best friend!" Jason smiled back and said "Best friend, huh? I've been upgraded!" The two laughed again, enjoying the company of each other. "So, how was your time with the Lions?" she asked. Jason was going to answer her when they heard the ancient oak doors creak open.
Jason turned and was met with a sight he hadn't expected. Instead of a stern McGonagall standing the doorway, there was a completely new witch.
She looked timeless, she could've been 18 or 30, but was stunning either way. Her dark red hair flowed down her back while her eyes, a soft purple that seemed to melt any heart, scanned to room lovingly. Her skin was like a porcelain doll's; pale and flawless.
Dressed in deep purple robes she walked, no, glided down the desks, turning all the boys into drooling, swooning fools and all the girls smiling sisterly at her. "Hello" she said, her voice light and quiet that lured Jason in more into the comforting haze the woman caused, "I am Angelica Desdemona and I will be your Transfiguration teacher this year while Headmistress McGonagall settles into her knew roll." She said.
Jillian tugged on Jason's sleeve, but he just brushed it off, the fog thickening. "Jason" Jillian hissed urgently. Jason frowned, trying to back out of the comforting mist. The haze wrapped around Jason's mind like a vice to the point of hurting.
Jason fought internally, and Jillian grabbed Jason's shoulders and made him face her. "Jason" she said forcefully. Suddenly, the veil that clouded Jason gaze cleared, leaving him bone tired. "What?" Jason asked Jillian wearily, still panting from the struggle. "Are you okay?" she asked tentatively, while her brown eyes bore into his.
"Yea, I'm fine Jillian," Jason said, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead "It's just-" "Excuse me Ms Kenneth and Mr Knight, please refrain from talking." She asked politely.
Jason had to restrain the lull of her eyes as he responded "Yes Professor Desdemona." Jillian responded the same as him, but her eyes were filled with rebelliousness and defiance. Unlike Jason, Jillian seemed to be immune to her spell.
"Now class, I'm going to give you a quick pop quiz, just to know what you know so far. So, who can tell me what exactly Transfiguration is all about?" Several hands flew in the air, almost all Ravenclaw students.
"You sir in the back" she said. A young boy that was shaking from head to toe as he avoided eye contact with Desdemona answered her.
"Transfiguration is the study of magic that has to do with changing of physical appearance and properties of an object and in some cases a wizard themselves." The boy sighed as if the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders. Jason wouldn't be surprised if some of his hairs turned grey right then and there. "Yes Mr…?" "McAlister, Ma'am, Mayhew McAlister." "Thank you Mr McAlister, now what incantation is used for…?"
"Jason" Jillian whispered. "What?" Jason asked back on the sly, trying not to be caught again. "Did we ever tell her our names?" Jason felt himself go pale as realized Desdemona knew their last names before they ever told her, and yet she had to ask for McAlister's name.
Jason shook his head and gulped, turning his head back to the woman with soft purple eyes. It could've just been Jason's imagination, but he saw a new shade of purple that practically radiated insidiousness in her eyes as her gaze passed over him and Jillian.
-Time Skip-
The moment class was over Jillian and Jason dashed out of the class room. They were the only ones out of the class so far, many still under the thick comforting fog. It seemed as they begun to file out their eyes cleared, blinked and then they walked on.
Jillian was already spewing theories from the second they set foot outside. "Maybe she has a class list and saw our names! Wait, she'd have to know everyone's names and she only ours. Oh! She could've remembered us from the Sorting! But where was she last night anyway? She should've been introduced with the others. Oh, I got it! It's-"
"Jillian" Jason almost shouted, rubbing his ears. "Will you calm down? I'm sure it's nothing. We need to get to our next class and I do want my ears to still be intact by that time, thank you very much." Jason said sourly.
This didn't damper Jillian's mood but she just teased him instead "Now, who woke up on the wrong side of the bed, hmm? Is Jason feeling cranky?" Jason would've growled if Jillian wasn't his best friend.
In truth he was tired, not just from lack of sleep but from pulling himself from the haze earlier. "Now, what do you have next?" she asked, looking at her own schedule. "Err, Potions with Slughorn. What about you?" Jillian smiled apologetically, "History of Magic. Well, I see you at lunch then." She said sadly.
"Jillian, come on!" Jason heard a young red-head, Kristen he thought, call Jillian. "That's my queue! See you Jason." Jillian says, turning to her friend and walking away. The duo glanced back at Jason every once in a while who was standing there like a fool.
Jason snapped out of it and begun his search for the Potions room. After many hallways, staircases and misguided manly instincts, Jason was forced to face the truth; he was utterly and hopelessly lost.
Luck seemed to turn onto his side as he spotted a familiar tussle of brown bed-head curls. "Ave!" he called out, desperately dashing through the students. Ave turned, her blue eyes meeting his. "Hey kid," she said "what's up?"
The second year was not alone this time. Accompanying her was two other girls, both in different houses. The thing was the two looked the same but weren't the same. The Hufflepuff one had blonde hair and light eyes while the other one was dark haired and had chocolate eyes.
But besides that, they were identical! Same creamy skin, same shaped face even their height was identical. The dark haired one was a Ravenclaw he noticed, and immediately wondered if she knew Jillian.
"Um, I'm a bit lost" Jason said sheepishly. "Hey Ave," the brunette one said "who's this?" "Oh, sorry I forgot! This is Jason and Jason this is-" "Kathleen," the brunette said, before the blonde said "Jennifer" "Rogers!" the two finished together. Ave rolled her eyes and told Jason "They're twins. Fraternal twins of course, but it doesn't stop them from acting identical. So Jason, where do you need to go?" Jason told her about Potions class and Ave pointed him into the right direction.
Sprinting to the classroom he prayed he wouldn't be late. He came in, panting, another student next him. She was the girl Ave had talked to last night, Brianna. Jason desperately surveyed the room for a seat near someone he knew.
Vince and Logan sat together while Jack and Danny were whispering and snickering every now and then. His eyes finally fell on the empty seat next to James. Unluckily, Brianna had the same thought as well. The two met eyes briefly, before rushing to the empty seat. The pair grappled for it, trying to push each other off.
Surprisingly, quiet, peaceful James was smirking and leaning back as he watched the two fighting for the seat next to him. Not so surprisingly, Jack and Danny were already placing bets on who would win.
"Mr, Ms! Calm yourselves!" a loud voice said. The two separated and were faced with a pudgy old man that Jason assumed to be Professor Slughorn. "What is the cause of this Mr…?" Slughorn trailed off. "Knight, Jason Knight, sir. I wanted to sit next to my best mate, James Methuen, but, Brianna Carlowe, right? Yes, she wanted to sit next to him too."
"And so you fought like five year-old children?" Slughorn said exasperatedly. Brianna and Jason looked at their feet shamefully and Slughorn sighed. "Mr Knight you may sit next to Mr Methuen." Jason's face light up while Brianna said "What? But sir-" "Please Ms Carlowe, just sit down," Slughorn said tiredly. Brianna groaned a bit but sat next to the most daring looking Hufflepuff she could find.
That Hufflepuff just so happened to be Mikeala Edgerton, the boldest Hufflepuff first year. Jason eternally grinned and how alike the two girls were. Mikeala happened to be sitting right next to James, and Jason was thankful for having him as shield.
"So, best mate" James joked "what now?" "Oh shut you." Jason grumbled. Since the two girls were close to them, Jason had no problem innocently listening in on their conversation. Jason was slightly disappointed that all they talked about was Mikeala's sorting – which Jason had witnessed- and how the only reason she was there was her loyalty and get-it-over-with attitude was she in Hufflepuff. The rest of her was as ferocious as a Gryffindor.
Jason tried to pay attention to Slughorn, but all he saw was his mouth moving and heard no sound. Jason looked to his left where James sat, day dreaming.
"Hey" Jason said, nudging him so his eyes cleared and became focused "What are you thinking about?" Jason asked. "Angelica Desdemona," James said dreamily, fading back into the Angelica induced world inside his head.
"Who's that?" Mikeala asked. "Our Transfiguration teacher," Jason explained, rolling his eyes as he did so. Mikeala's jaw dropped, "You" she said while pointing at James "have a crush on a Professor?" she asked, almost laughing.
"You should've seen her," James said earnestly, "her hair is so… so beautiful! And her eyes, oh her eyes are just…" James struggled to find a word to describe it. "Magical?" Brianna suggested. "Yea, that's it! She's just so prefect!" Brianna rolled her eyes, but smiled softly. "I got more of a family hit out of her. It's like she could be my sister or something." She said gently.
Jason did a double take. Brianna, a strong girl who from what Jason seen is not easily swayed, was acting as if she was under some sort of spell. Mikeala made a face at Jason that clearly said "Can you believe these two?" Jason shrugged but was very alert on the inside. Yes, what Brianna and James said was true, but there was something unsettling about Desdemona.
"Mr Methuen, please pay attention," Slughorn reprimanded James. "Sorry sir!" he squeaked, blushing furiously. Jack, who was on the other side of Mikeala, chuckled and said "Is someone in a Desdemona daze?" James blushed even more and started stuttering.
Mikeala, who had seemed to already deem James a friend, said "Oi! Bugger off you! Plus, I'm pretty sure your 'friend' down there can prove that you were day dreaming about her too, yes?" Jack turned scarlet and asked Jason "Who's the Hufflepuff doormat?"
Mikeala flushed and with a swift, precise movement of her leg, she kicked him right in between the knees. Jack turned white and doubled over gasping in pain. Brianna tried to contain her laughter and Mikeala looked smug while Jason, James and now Danny, all winced in pain, feeling sorry for Jack but knew he had it coming.
"Crikey," Danny said, "I thought Hufflepuffs were peaceful and nice!" Mikeala glared and said "Tell that to Nymphadora Tonks, or should I say Lupin now." Danny made a 'not bad' face while Jason asked, "Who's she?"
"Tonks was member of the Order of the Phoenix, but then she died in the war. Her son Teddy Lupin is staying with his godfather, Harry Potter!" Brianna whispered excitedly.
Jason nodded and pretended to understand anything of what she just said. "So what's your story Jas-" Brianna started. "Ms Carlowe! Please control your mouth!" "Yes sir," Brianna said, rolling her eyes slightly.
"Now, it's time for a pop quiz!" Slughorn said cheerily, clapping his meaty hands together. Jason groaned, today was going to be a long day
~Time Skip~
"Halleluiah!" Danny shouts, his hands waving in the air as he and the others finally leave the Potions room. He and Jack ran through the corridors yelling "its lunchtime!" on the top of their lungs. James, Mikeala and Brianna were chatting with a few other Hufflepuffs, James very nervous at first, but relaxing as he rapidly talked about lessons and Jack's antics.
Vince, Logan and Jason on the other hand hung back and talked quietly. They most often lapsed into silence since all of the boys weren't very talkative. It was a comfortable quiet, but Jason still tried to strike up a conversation.
Vince talked some, but never really went into a full conversation. Logan on the other hand hasn't talked at all. He just walked along silently and responded with nods, head shaking and non-committal shrugs, especially the latter.
"So Logan," Jason said, "What is your last name?" "Blake" he said, his voice surprisingly low for his small size. All he gave was a one word answer before falling silent again.
"Are you taking flying classes?" Logan asked, shocking Jason. "Um, yeah, I guess so." Jason said. Logan smiled slightly and said "I can't wait to get on the Quidditch team next year." "Me too," Vince added. "Err, what's Quidditch?" Jason asked nervously.
Logan and Vince's jaws dropped. Logan, who had nearly dropped his book bag, said "Quidditch? You seriously don't know what Quidditch is?" Jason shook his head. Logan and Vince shared an incredulous glance before turning back to Jason.
Logan made an impression of a Jedi from Star Wars and said "I shall teach you the ways of the Quaffle, young Quidditchnite." Both Vince and Jason looked confusedly at him. Jason asked "Quaffle?" while Vince said "Why do I get the feeling you're talking about some Muggle thing I don't get?" Logan sighed and gave up, face palming himself.
"There is so much I must teach you guys." And so the three walked to the Great Hall, chatting about Quidditch the entire time.
Once in there, Jason tried to listen to Logan but in the Great Hall it was difficult. For one thing there was Vince practically shouting in his ear trying to talk to James, then trying to resist listening in on Jack and Danny who were mischievously whispering to one another and attempting not to laugh at Alex, Zoe and Brianna preparing to dump freezing water on the two pranksters.
Margo and May weren't really bothering him, but there conversation on food was. Not to mention, the absolutely delicious food that Jason could just get lost in. But while Logan was telling him about the importance of Seekers and Snitches, Jason felt a pair of eyes on him.
Turning around, he saw Professor Desdemona staring intently at him, as if he was some sort of complicated math problem she was trying to solve. Desdemona hadn't even touched her food; all she did was study Jason to the point of discomfort.
"Hey, Logan" Jason said. Logan stopped and said "Yeah?" "I'm going to the Common Room. See you later." He said, getting up abruptly and walking out of the great hall.
He was glancing behind him, to make sure he wasn't followed when- THUMP! Jason fell backwards after colliding with someone. Jason rubbed his temples as the world wavered back into place.
Picking himself up off the floor, Jason dusted off his robes and offered a hand to whomever he knocked over. A third year girl was staring back at him with earth coloured hazel eyes, her soft light brown hair strewn on the floor. She wore a Hufflepuff coloured tie, Jason noticed as she took his hand stood up.
"I'm sorry." She said apologetically. "Its fine," Jason said, and stuck out his hand "I'm Jason Knight." She shook his hand softly and smiled "Elizabeth Cook." "Well Ms Cook," Jason said in mock manners "I must be going."
Jason began walking when Elizabeth caught him by the arm. "Hey," she said "When was the last time you took a shower? Because no offense, but you need one." Jason blushed scarlet. "Um… It's been awhile."
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow "With that mop of hair, you're going to need some serious hair potions, you got any?" Jason shook his head; he didn't even have Muggle shampoo! "Here, follow me." Elizabeth said, and before Jason could say anything, led Jason to the staircases.
They came to a stop on the third floor in front of a classroom. "What-" Jason begun to say when Elizabeth shushed him. She peaked inside and said "Coast's clear! He's probably at lunch now anyway, but we'll have to be quick."
"Who's gone?" Jason asked. "Professor Potter, you dummy, this is the Defence Room!" Jason looked at her wildly. "I thought you said I needed hair potions! Why the bloody hell, are we here?" he whispered. Elizabeth gave a partial snort. "Have you seen Professor Potter's hair? It's almost as bad as yours! Here, you stay right there and I'll be back soon." She whispered, before sprinting into the classroom.
Jason leaned in to see what she was doing. Raising her wand, Elizabeth mutters a small incantation that Jason could hardly hear. "Alohomora," she said softly and the lock to the door clicked open. Ducking inside, Jason strained to see anything.
Deciding that waiting would take too long and that his curiosity was about to burst, Jason ran into the classroom in suit of Elizabeth. The click clack of his feet echoed of the walls of the barren classroom as he sprinted to the door.
Peeking in, Jason was astounded at what he saw. Firstly, it wasn't grand or impressive as he expected a famous person to more or less live in. The walls were a light tan colour, the walls hung with pictures and portraits. There was a work desk near a small fire and a small cot in the corner of the room. A red rug with a lion on it was laid in the room, the lion growling and shifting around its golden threads.
Large portraits hung on the wall, one missing its person who seemed to have wandered off to chat with some other painting. An old man with an impressive beard sat sleeping in a chair, occasionally snoring, his glasses almost sliding off his face.
The other one was of the oddest couple Jason had seen. A sandy haired man sat in a chair with his nose buried in a book while a woman with bubble gum pink hair lay on the couch, absent minded as she made puffs of coloured smoke with her wand.
The last one was not moving and was seemed to be painting by a Muggle brush, no magic added. The portrait was of a couple, a man with dark wild hair much like Potter's and round glasses while the woman had red hair falling around her head and stunning green eyes.
Jason gasped "Whoa…" Elizabeth, who had been bent over the trunk that was tucked away, looked up. "Jason!" she hissed "what are you doing here? You were supposed to watch for anyone!" "You never said anything about that!" Jason hissed back urgently.
Their small argument was interrupted with the sound of the DADA door opening and slamming shut. The two looked at each other nervously before desperately searching for a hiding spot. Elizabeth dove underneath the bed while Jason, desperately looked around for somewhere to hide. The door knob was turning and Jason was still out in the open.
But then, as if he knew exactly what to do, Jason unconsciously reached through the entire trunk and pulled out a slivery cloak that looks as if it was made of water. The door creaked open and Jason, still in some sort of trance, threw the cloak over himself.
Professor Potter stepped into the room, looking confused at the door knob. 'We forgot to lock the door!' Jason cursed at himself. With this sudden notion, the trance he had been in vanished. 'What the-' Jason thought before realizing what situation he's gotten into.
Jason stood rigid, expecting the punishment for breaking into a Professor's quarters but instead Professor Potter just passed right by him! Jason, utterly puzzled looked down at himself, the cloak slipping from his head.
He barely contained a gasp by covering his mouth with his hand. But the thing was that his hand wasn't there! He could feel the heat of his palm and the silky material against his face but his eyes seemed to be deceiving him! He seemed to just be a head bobbing in mid-air!
Jason didn't have time to think about this as he realized that the cloak had fallen from his head down to neck level, he quickly lifted it up so it covered him like a sheet, leaving nothing but a ripple in the air.
Professor Potter was luckily turned around; missing Jason's floating head, still digging for something in his desk drawers. Bringing out a small vial with silver liquid in it that was no larger than an eraser, Professor Potter look triumphant and headed for the door.
As soon as he had long left, Jason ripped off the cloak and bundle it up, placing it back in the trunk. "He's gone," Jason whispered, and Elizabeth soon slid out from underneath the bed. "Let's go!" she said, showing him the bottles that she had snuck from the room. The duo dashed away from the DADA room and kept running until they had to split apart to go to the different dorms.
"Here are those bloody potions" she panted, holding out the bottles. "Thanks" Jason said, taking the bottles and inhaling deeply, still winded. "Remind me to call you when I need help," Jason said, grinning while catching his breath. "That's my job! Guru of rule bending at your service!" she said, giving a weak solute.
"By the way, why go through all this for hair care potions?" Jason asked. Elizabeth shrugged "It's in the Hufflepuff genes. I guess I can't help myself from helping people. Plus I just can't stand a mega mess of hair." She said teasingly, messing up Jason's already horrifying hair. "Now go take a shower you dirty hippie." Elizabeth joked.
Jason smiled and laughed, he seemed to find himself doing that more often. He waved farewell and walked back to the Gryffindor tower, reflecting on the day.
Was it normal to have freaky teachers who are perfect and put a class under a haze? Is it normal here to be driven by an unknown force that seems to know everything? Was it regular to suddenly turn invisible?
Jason sighed and shook his head; he had so much more to learn yet.
Thank you for reading, have a wonderful New Years guys! Please review. By the way, I oppose no celebrations I did not include in the beginning, I apologize and if you're Jehovah Witness, happy winter. BYE!