Harry Potter

The Heir's Ring

Chapter Seven

Christmas

ooOoOoo

Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The top ten inches of the lake had frozen solid. The Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban. The few owls that managed to battle their way through the stormy sky to deliver the post had to be nursed back to health by Hagrid before they could fly off again.

No one wanted to wait for the holidays to start. While the Hufflepuff common room and the Great Hall had roaring fires, the draughty corridors had become icy. Bitter winds rattled the windows in the classrooms.

"I do feel so sorry," said Draco Malfoy, one morning before they headed out to potion class, "for all those people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, because they're not wanted at home."

He was looking over at Harry as he spoke. Crabbe and Goyle chuckled. Harry heard it all as he was waiting on Neville to repack his bag that had tipped over at breakfast. Malfoy had been even more unpleasant than usual since the Quidditch match, when the Gryffindors had slaughtered the Slytherins.

Once Neville joined them, they headed for class, as they walked past Draco, Harry said, "Well, Draco, that's where you're wrong. I'm going home to my family, too. We plan on have a large party with many guests, which won't include wannabe death nibblers like you and your family."

"My father…"

"What is it with you and your father? Do you share the same bed? I mean you hang around those two buddies of yours like there your bed companions. At least I have ten beautiful ladies to talk with! Sheesh, what do you have? Two guys? Man, you need help!" Harry said as they left the Great Hall and headed for Potions.

It was the worst class, as it was Professor Snape's class, and was held down in the dungeons. Their breath rose in a mist before them, and they kept as close as possible to their hot cauldrons. After a brutal class, in which both houses lost points, they left the dungeon. They found a large fir tree blocking the corridor ahead. Two enormous feet sticking out at the bottom and a loud puffing sound told them that Hagrid was behind it.

"Hi, Hagrid, want any help?" Neville asked, sticking his head through the branches.

"Nah, I'm all right, thanks, Neville."

"Would you mind moving out of the way?" came Malfoy's cold drawl from behind them. "Or are you looking for a tree to stroke since you're a squib, or make a bed to lie in next to mummy dearest."

Neville dived at Malfoy just as Snape came up the stairs.

"LONGBOTTOM!"

Neville let go of the front of Malfoy's robes.

"He was provoked, Professor Snape," said Hagrid, sticking his huge hairy face out from behind the tree. "Malfoy was being an insultin' ponce."

"Be that as it may, fighting is against Hogwarts rules, Hagrid," said Snape silkily. "Five points from Hufflepuff, Longbottom, and be grateful it isn't more. Move along, all of you."

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle pushed roughly past the tree, scattering needles everywhere and smirking.

"'I'll get him," said Neville, grinding his teeth at Malfoy's back, "one of these days, I'll get him… I'll get both of them."

"Don't worry, Snape will be taken care of, and soon," Harry whispered and then said "and then it will then be Malfoy's turn."

"Come on, cheer up, it's nearly Christmas," said Hagrid. "Tell yeh what, come with me an' see the Great Hall. Looks a treat, it do."

So Harry, Neville and the girls followed Hagrid and his tree off to the Great Hall, where Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were busy with the Christmas decorations.

"Ah, Hagrid, the last tree – put it in the far corner, would you?"

The Hall looked spectacular. Festoons of holly and mistletoe hung all around the walls and no fewer than twelve towering Christmas trees stood around the room, some sparkling with tiny icicles, some glittering with hundreds of candles.

"How many days you got left until yer holidays?" Hagrid asked.

"Just one, we all leave tomorrow, at nine am," said Hermione. "And that reminds me… Harry? Neville? We've got half an hour before lunch. We should be in the library."

"Oh, yeah, you're right," Neville said as he tore his eyes away from Professor Flitwick, who had golden bubbles blossoming out of his wand and was trailing them over the branches of the new tree.

"The library?" said Hagrid, following them out of the Hall. "Just before the holidays? Bit keen, aren't yeh?"

"Oh, we're not working," Harry told him brightly. "Ever since you mentioned Nicolas Flamel we've been trying to find out who he is."

"You what?" Hagrid looked shocked. "Listen here, I've told yeh, drop it. It's nothin' to you what that dog's guardin'."

"We just want to know who Nicolas Flamel is, that's all," Hermione said as she leaned against the wall.

"Unless you'd like to tell us, and save us the trouble?" Harry added. "We must've been through hundreds of books already, and we still can't find him, anywhere. Just give us a hint. I know I've read his name, somewhere."

"I'm sayin' nothin'," Hagrid replied flatly.

"Just have to find out for ourselves, then," Daphne said, and they left Hagrid looking disgruntled and hurried off to the library.

They had indeed been searching books for Flamel's name ever since Hagrid had let it slip, because how else were they going to find out what Snape was trying to steal? The trouble was, it was very hard to know where to begin, not knowing what Flamel might have done to get himself into a book. He wasn't in Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century, or Notable Magical Names of Our Time. He was missing, too, from Important Modern Magical Discoveries, and A Study of Recent Developments in Wizardry. And then, of course, there was the sheer size of the library. It held tens of thousands of books on hundreds of shelves, in a hundred narrow rows, stretching all the way to the back of the room.

Hermione took out a list of subjects and titles she had decided to search while Susan strode off down a row of books and started pulling them off the shelves at random. Harry wandered over to the Restricted Section. He had been wondering for a while if Flamel wasn't somewhere in there. Unfortunately, you needed a specially signed note from one of the teachers to look in any of the restricted books and he knew he'd never get one. These were the books containing powerful Dark Magic never taught at Hogwarts and only read by older students studying Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"What are you looking for, boy?"

"Good afternoon, Madam Pince. I was wondering if you knew who Nicolas Flamel was," Harry asked.

Madam Pince, the librarian, brandished a feather duster at him and smiled.

"I remember the name… but you know, I cannot for the dickens remember where I saw it," she replied and then saw the crestfallen look and said, "If I remember, I'll let you know. Now go and check the normal books. I will check the restricted ones. If it's not dangerous, I'll let you know who he was."

Harry smiled and replied, "Thank you, Madam Pince."

"You're welcome, now off to lunch with you all," she said.

They went off to lunch.

"You will keep looking while I'm away, won't you?" said Hermione. "And send me an owl if you find anything."

"We will, and you're coming to Boxing Day, right?" Susan asked.

"Wouldn't miss it for anything," Hermione said with a smile.

Harry started for the door with the girls and slowed. Standing by the open door was Professor Dumbledore saying goodbye to the students. Picking up speed, he started walking next to Tracy and Neville as they reached the doors.

"Mister Potter, a word please," Albus said.

Everyone came to a stop and Harry looked at the headmaster, "Sir, what may I do for you?"

"I was wondering where you were going?" he asked.

"Home for the holidays, I'll see you when we get back in January," Harry replied.

"Strange, your aunt didn't say you were coming," he said as his eyes twinkled.

"What would my aunt have to do about where I'm staying?" Harry asked.

"She is your guardian…"

"Maybe she is, but I have authorization to spend my holidays wherever I wish. Now, good day, Sir," Harry said and started walking.

"I'm afraid I cannot allow you to leave," Dumbledore replied as he stepped in front of Harry.

"Sir, my boyfriend is staying at my house, for Christmas. Now, unless you wish to deal with my aunt, I expect you to move. If you please?" Susan replied.

"Your house? Boyfriend?" Dumbledore said in shock as he looked at the niece of the DMLE.

"Yes, Sir, and we really need to go, if we're going to catch the train," Susan replied as she took Harry's arm and they started walking.

None of them saw the look of anger on Dumbledore's face as his pawn walked away.

Harry looked back and saw Dumbledore going back into the castle, turning back to Susan he asked, "Boyfriend?"

Susan blushed and replied with a smile, "Well it's true. You're a boy and a friend."

"True," Harry said and opened the carriage door and helped Susan, and the girls in to the carriage. He climbed in and sat down and then Tracy sat on his lap as the carriage gave a lurch and started moving.

They reached the train and quickly found a compartment for themselves. Harry closed the door and sat down beside Susan and Tracy. The rest of the girls spread out and relaxed as the train gave a lurch.

"So you're all coming over for Boxing day?" Harry asked.

"We'll be there," the twins replied.

"Same here," Daphne said and looked at Hannah and asked, "What about you Hannah?"

"Of course, I'm spending Christmas with Susan and Harry. My parents will be in Japan for a meeting with the Japanese ministry. What about you Hermione?" she asked.

"I'll be there. I assume we will be trading gifts then?" Hermione asked as she looked up from the book she was reading.

"Of course, wait till you ladies see what I got all of you… I just hope you will like them," Harry replied.

"Harry, you know we will. It's too bad Neville didn't come with us," Tracy said as she leaned against Harry and closed her eyes.

"Yes, it is. I tried to get him to see if he could stay with us, but his grandmother wouldn't allow it," Harry replied and then looked at Tracy, and said with a chuckle, "Seems like I'm a pillow today."

Tracy slapped Harry's arm and ordered, "Stop moving. I'm comfortable."

Everyone laughed when Susan followed Tracy's example and leaned against Harry.

Harry sighed and closed his eyes as the two girls drifted off. Several hours later, he woke up when someone tried to open the door. Looking around, he saw everyone was sleeping and leaned back and closed his eyes.

"We will be pulling into Kings Cross station in ten minutes, please make sure everything you brought with you is secure… and thank you for riding the Hogwarts' Express," came through the intercom waking everyone in the compartment up.

Harry stepped out of the compartment and went to the bathroom to change. Just as he finished changing, the train slowed. He headed back to the compartment to grab his bag.

Harry stepped out of the coach and helped all the girls down. Looking around, he saw Aunt Amelia talking to two other women. One he recognized as Hannah's mother. The other was unknown.

"I'll see you on boxing day. Now don't forget to do your homework," Hermione said as she rushed towards the exit from the platform.

"We won't. Have a happy Christmas," Daphne shouted back as Hannah grabbed her arm.

Harry watched as the twins walked over to a woman who looked like an older version of themselves. They hugged her and then vanished as they apparited away.

"Ready to go?" Amelia asked as she lifted her cane up and said, "Portus."

With a nod, Harry, Susan, and Hannah touched the cane along with Hannah's mother. There was a feeling of a hook in their navels, and the world started spinning. They arrived in the parlor of Bones' Manor, and they quickly separated to go to their rooms to put their bags away. They ate dinner at eight, and by ten they were in their beds, asleep.

ooOoOoo

Harry yawned and stretched as sunlight filled the room. Sitting up, he scratched his head and then picked up his wand and wand holder. Attaching it to his arm, he went to the dresser and pulled out the day's clothes before heading into his bathroom.

He was pulling his pajama shirt over his head when his pants were pulled out and something cold and wet was dropped in. Screaming in fright, Harry started pulling his pajama bottoms off, when he was spanked flatting the cold substance across his behind. He yanked his pants and his underwear down to get rid of the large snowball. Harry heard giggling and then a door slammed as Hannah and Susan took off running.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU BOTH!" Harry shouted as he dug the snow out of his arse cheeks.

Getting the last of the snow out he flicked it into the bathtub as he looked at the door and smiled, "You know, girls, 'revenge is a dish best served cold.'"

Harry quickly took a shower and headed downstairs to the main dining room. Hannah, Susan, Amelia and Hannah's mum were sitting at the table eating.

"Good morning, Harry. How did you sleep?" Amelia asked as she held out her arms.

Harry took the hug before replying, "I slept ok. Seems strange not to hear Neville snoring, but was peaceful," he said as he sat down across from Hannah.

"That's good to know. I remember when you first came here. You had dreadful nightmares, and you wouldn't even let Amelia or Susan hug you. Now you do. So how has class been?" Juliet Abbot asked.

Harry blushed and smiled as he started filling his plate with eggs, bacon, and toast, "Thank you, Mrs. Abbot," he replied.

"You're welcome. So what are your plans today?" Amelia asked.

"We want to go into Diagon Alley and do some Christmas shopping if that is ok," Susan asked.

"I will have John Salvage take you. Now remember, do what he says," Amelia ordered.

"We will," Hannah replied.

"Thanks, Aunt Amelia," Harry said between bites of his food.

"Welcome. Now all of you be on your best behavior. Harry, you have your key for your vault, but don't go overboard. No more than two gifts per person… ok?" Amelia ordered.

"Ok," Harry replied as he picked up his glass of milk.

Two hours later, they were wandering through Diagon Alley. Susan and Hannah ran into Madam Malkim's Robe Shoppe while Harry went to Obscurus Books.

Harry walked around the dark shop looking at all the books. Finding several books for himself including one called 'Ancient Potions of Roman Times' by Lucia Agricola, he slipped it into his basket. He found several books for Susan, Hannah, Daphne and Tracy right away. After thirty minutes he found one titled, 'Pureblood Families of India' by Horace James Canning. That one went into his basket, as well as English Pureblood Families of the Eighteen Hundreds. Carrying the basket to the counter, he set it down and grabbed a new basket. He went back to looking and found one book titled 'The Muggleborn, and Their Contribution to the Magical World, by Jason Black, which went into the new basket. For Neville, he found one on Herbology that was written by Hannibal Jonas called 'Herbs, Plants, Trees and Why We Need Them'.

In a back section of the bookstore, Harry found five books that he put in his basket for his library. They were titled 'The History of the Noble and Ancient House of Black' by Orion Black, 'The History of the Noble and Ancient House of Greengrass' by Elizabeth Greengrass, 'The History of the Noble and Ancient House of Potter' by Jason Potter the Third, 'The History of the Noble and Ancient House of Abbot' by Camille Abbot. The last was 'The History of the Noble and Ancient House of Bones' by Edgar Bones.

"Cool, these will look good in the library, wish there were more," Harry stated as he looked at more titles and found one called 'Defense, Escape, or Run' by Alistair Moody.' He headed back to the counter and paid for his book.

"Could you shrink them for me?" Harry asked.

"Yes, Sir, no problem," the woman replied and shrunk the three stacks of books down to the size of a matchbook.

Gathering up his up the packages, he slipped them into his pocket and headed out of the store and across to the stationary store where he bought more parchment and quills for class. He also bought some calligraphy pens for each of his friends and had their names monogrammed on them. Each pen had ten extra nibs as well. He found a pair of gold pens for Aunt Amelia to use at home and work. He had them engraved with her name as well. Heading back to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, he ordered hot chocolate to drink and started reading the London Times.

Harry opened the movie listings and found out that Terminator 2: Judgment Day was playing and circled the times that they were playing as the girls and guards joined them.

"All done Harry?" Susan asked as the guards brought them hot chocolate.

"Yes, I am. Hey, want to see a movie?" he asked.

"What do you want to see?" Hannah replied as she took a sip of her hot chocolate.

"Terminator 2: Judgment Day is playing. Want to see it?" he said as he took a large drink of his cocoa.

"What's it about?" Susan asked.

"It's about golems that come from the future trying to kill a hero who has to defeat them to save his mother," Harry said.

"Sounds interesting. Like you are a hero to the wizard world," Hannah replied.

"Exactly," Harry said with a grin.

"Sounds like a plan," Susan said as she looked at Hannah.

Neither girl noticed the tilting of Harry's left eyebrow as he set his plan in motion.

They headed to the theater, and the auror escort paid for the movie tickets. Once inside, Harry grabbed each of them a coke, and he purchased a large bucket of popcorn for all of them to share.

Harry sat between the girls with the popcorn in his lap. As they munched on the popcorn the lights dimmed and the movie started with a Road Runner cartoon. He listened to the girls giggle at the cartoon, and then the movie started. They jumped when the first android morphed from a silver mass, and killed the policeman. Later when the evil android jumped into the helicopter and killed the pilot, they screamed as Harry poked them in their sides.

Both slapped Harry when he laughed and said, "Got yeah!"

The girls turned and swatted Harry. Susan hit Harry on his left arm, while Hannah nailed him on his right and part of his chest.

"You brat! You did that on purpose. How did you know about that man doing that?" Hannah asked.

"Read the book," Harry replied with a smirk.

Both girls huffed and turned back to the movie. When it was finished, they left the theater and headed home to Bones' Manor via the Leaky Cauldron.

Coming out of the floo, they saw Aunt Amelia sitting in one of the den chairs, reading.

"Good evening, kids, how was your day?" she asked.

"Brilliant! We did our shopping and went and saw a movie." Harry replied and the girls quickly followed suit.

"Which he scared the dickens out of us, in the middle of it. It seems Harry read the book," Susan huffed and walked over and kissed her aunt.

"Ahh, young love," Amelia replied with a smirk, and then said to Harry, "Mister Potter, should I draw up a betrothal agreement between the houses of Bones, Abbot, and Potter?"

"WHAT!" Harry blurted out. He turned bright red as he stammered, "No, Ma'am, were just friends."

Hannah and Susan giggled and kissed Harry on his cheeks, which caused him to turn yet more red as the blush slid down his neck.

Amelia started chuckling and then smiled. Pulling Harry to her, she gave him a hug. She was glad that for once he didn't flinch at the contact.

"You're a good lad, Harry. Don't ever change," she said as she released him. "Now off to bed, all of you. And tomorrow, I want your homework finished," she ordered.

"Yes, Ma'am," the three kids replied and ran upstairs to their rooms.

ooOoOoo

Over the next several days they finished up their homework. They were going through the Bones' library, when Amelia walked in to find the kids surrounded by stacks of books.

"By the goddess! What is going on, here?" she asked.

"We're trying to find out who Nicolas Flamel is," Susan replied.

Amelia rubbed her chin as she stood there thinking and then said, "I believe you want to look in Alchemy section… old alchemists, for that. Why do you need to know who he is?"

"At the beginning of the term, Professor Dumbledore warned everyone not to go into the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side. It was out of bounds to everyone who did not wish to die a very painful death. We also found out from some of the Gryffindors, that it's guarded by a Cerberus…"

"WHAT!" Amelia said in a loud voice.

"Found it!" Susan stated as she looked up from the book in her lap, and then read the page out, "The ancient study of alchemy is concerned with making the Philosopher's Stone, a legendary substance with astonishing powers. The Stone will transform any metal into pure gold. It also produces the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal.

"There have been many reports of the Philosopher's Stone over the centuries, but the only Stone currently in existence belongs to Mr. Nicolas Flamel, the noted alchemist and opera-lover. Mr. Flamel, who celebrated his six hundred and sixty-fifth birthday last year, enjoys a quiet life in Devon with his wife, Perenelle (six hundred and fifty-eight)."

"That would be awesome to own, and that must be what the Cerberus is guarding," Harry stated.

"Why the hell is Nicolas Flamel's stone at Hogwarts? Why the hell is a dangerous and controlled animal there?" Amelia asked.

"We don't know, but for some reason Dumbledore thinks it's safer, there… and he may be right. The vault it was stored in at Gringotts was broken into, the same day that Hagrid retrieved it…"

"And how do you know this Harry?"

"Because the day he took me to get my supplies. Hagrid removed an object from the same vault… and Hagrid likes to talk," Harry stated.

"Well, that's something I will deal with when we arrest Snape on the third of January. Now I don't want you to worry about it. Did you get all your gifts wrapped?"

"You're really going to arrest that greasy git?" Harry asked.

"Yes, we did," Hannah replied as she pointed to the gifts under the Christmas tree.

"Yes, we have over three thousand charges against him. Plus he will be charged for endangering the Wizarding World, because several jobs require NEWT level potion scores, like aurors, healers and potion masters. He has endangered all of England because of his attitude," Amelia replied as she sat down.

"Wow, I didn't know you needed to have high scores to be an Auror," Harry replied and hung his head.

"Why the sad face," Susan asked.

"My dad was an auror and I wanted to be like him. But I suck at potions," Harry replied.

"You suck, because Snape makes you screw up! He stands standing behind you and Neville when you're working and it makes you nervous," Hannah stated as she closed her potions book.

"True and how he docks points from all the houses but Slytherin. He even took points from me for breathing too loud," Harry replied with a sigh.

"Well, if all goes as planned, he won't be around for much longer," Amelia said as she stretched and stood up. "I'm off for a shower before dinner. After dinner, we'll go to the danger room. I'll let you practice your spell work, if you eat all your vegetables."

"Brilliant," Harry said as Susan and Hannah nodded their heads.

"Go get cleaned up, and we'll eat dinner," Amelia said and headed for the door.

The kids scattered for their bedrooms to clean up and then ate dinner. After dinner, they spent several hours practicing their spells, and Amelia taught them several household charms so they could clean up, easier. With the house being unplottable and heavily warded, the ministry was unaware that they were using magic.

ooOoOoo

Christmas morning finally rolled around.

Harry was lying in bed sleeping when his door was flung open and two excitable preteens landed on the bed screaming, "WAKE UP! IT'S CHRISTMAS!"

Harry sat up in shock as Susan and Hannah bounced on his bed. Before he could say anything, Susan kissed Harry on his mouth and then Hannah did the same. The girls giggled as Harry eyes went wide and then he blushed.

"What? Huh? What's going on?" he asked with a glazed look in his eyes.

"Sue, I think we broke him," Hannah said with a giggle and then kissed Harry again.

Harry rolled Hannah onto her back and yanked the front of her t-shirt up. Looking down at her bare belly, and belly button, he lowered his mouth to it and blew a raspberry into it. Hannah started squirming and giggling. He continued to blow and she started slapping his back.

"STOP!" she screamed as she tried to get free.

Susan was laughing so hard she fell off the bed. She landed on her butt and back with her feet still on the bed.

Harry released Hannah, grabbed Susan's bare feet, and started tickling them. Susan's back arched as she tried to get free.

She screamed out, "STOP! I GIVE! I'M GOING TO PEE!" she shrieked.

Harry watched as Susan squirmed, trying to pull her feet away. He let her go and slid out of bed, as Hannah and Susan tried to catch their breaths.

"You prat!" Susan said as she climbed to her feet.

Harry laughed as he walked to his dresser and pulled out some clean clothes.

"Yes, but you two love me, anyway," Harry said as he opened the bathroom door and went inside.

Hannah sat on the bed in shock at his words. She didn't realize that Susan had passed out and fallen backwards onto the bed, because her mouth opened and closed on its own.

Harry started singing as the shower came on. Susan cringed on his off key notes.

"He needs singing lessons," she said.

"No doubt. He may have dreamy eyes, but oh man… Come on, I cannot listen to that… ouch is he killing a cat in there?" Hannah asked.

The two girls left to wake up Aunt Amelia, while Harry finished his shower.

ooOoOoo

Harry started passing out the gifts to Susan, Hannah and Aunt Amelia as soon as they sat down with their juice.

"Thank you Harry, and Happy Christmas," Amelia said as she took the box from her ward.

"You're welcome Aunt Amelia, and I hope you like it," Harry replied.

Harry sat down with the first gift he had ever gotten for Christmas.

Amelia opened the small box and smiled at the two calligraphy pens.

"Thank you, Harry. They're beautiful," she said as she looked over at the boy and dropped the pens when she saw him crying.

Amelia was out of her chair and across the room before she knew she'd moved.

Sitting beside him, she asked, "What's wrong, Harry?" as she hugged him.

Harry sniffed and looked up at Amelia, "I've never had a Christmas gift, before," he said as he wiped his eyes.

"Oh, Harry!" Susan and Hannah cried out, together.

They ran across the room to join in the hug.

The hug broke apart and they finished opening their gifts. Harry received several books from the girls. They were on potions and the history of magic, as well as a large book: 'The History of the Potters'.

From Amelia, he received a picture frame that had his father's Auror badge and identification in it. From one of Amelia's guards, he received a pair of horntail boots and a vest. The other guard gave him a small book on Auror defense spells. Harry, Susan and Hannah each received a new broom from Amelia, a Nimbus 2000, as well as a broom cleaning kit.

"Kids, those brooms are meant to be used in an emergency. As you know, since I am head of the DMLE, I am a target. Just in case we are attacked, and anti-escape wards are up, you're to use those brooms to get the hell out of this house. All three of you know where to go if we're attacked. Understand?" Amelia asked.

"Yes, Ma'am. We're to fly to the edge of the property and enter the shed that's under the Fidelius charm," Susan said as she hugged her aunt.

"Correct, now do you see the silver band in the middle?" she asked and when the kids nodded she continued, "You touch your wand to that's spot and it activates an invisibility spell that will turn you and your broom invisible. Remember this, kids, you three and the rest of your classmates are the war generation. There are people out there that will want to hurt you. Especially you Harry and you know why."

"We understand," Susan replied.

"Good. Let's go eat, and then we'll go outside," Amelia ordered as she stood up, "are you ready for tomorrow?" she asked as they entered the dining room where Lipsy was serving breakfast.

Edited By TeNdErLoin