Disclaimer: view Chapter 01 for that one

Author's Notes: See Chapter Seven ^_^.

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~...~ = Parseltongue

/.../ = Telepathy between Harry & Carya (in italics)

' ... ' = thoughts

~*~*~ ... ~*~*~ = Flashback or changing POV

Chapter 11 - Potions, Survival and Baths or The Egg and Another Heir

The six friends arrived at their destination slightly out of breath but happy to finally be there. It was one of the few places where you could talk without the constant fear of being overheard by curious housemates. Though it didn't mean they were completely safe here.

Since Ginny was really good at Charms and would try the spell herself. She just had to concentrate very hard on her father as Carya had told her. Soon she would have an heirloom of her father's family to do the Family Tree Charm.

"Step back a bit. I'm going to start now and please keep quiet. I'm not as good as Carya at concentrating," Ginny warned them and began picturing her dad in her mind.

At first the picture was blurry and she struggled to get it right but when she relaxed a bit the picture formed on it's own accord. The redhead opened her mouth and started reciting the spell slowly and clearly pronounced.

She would not allow herself to mess this up since it was not exactly without danger to attempt this. They had practised the pronunciation the whole last evening to make sure Ginny could do this.

"Appareo Heredis Mea Familia!" the girl said softly but still loud enough to echo around the cave.

A yellow light emerged from the circle she had drawn into the dirt on the floor. It was soft at first but steadily grew brighter as her spell continued. Once she said the last word the light seemed to explode and blinded them momentarily.

When they regained their sight the children saw a small object lying in the middle of the circle. It was a small hand-mirror. And something had been embedded in it's handle. It seemed like a time-turner but they weren't sure. Carefully Ginny picked the item up and looked at it closely.

Yes indeed. There was a time-turner embedded in the mirror's handle. She wrapped the object into a piece of clean cloth and put it into her bag. Smiling she turned towards the others and motioned them outside.

"I think we should celebrate this in the 'Three Broomsticks' over a bottle of Butterbeer!" she exclaimed and dragged Draco along leaving the rest stunned for a second.

Soon after the six were sitting in their usual space and were just ordering their drinks from Madam Rosmerta. She was always kind to them and told stories about Sirius and James whenever the twins asked.

Today though Rosmerta was pretty miffed about something. When the kids asked she told them that she didn't believed any of the rubbish Skeeter had been writing about them, Remus or Hagrid. She knew all of them and would like nothing better than see that woman grounded.

As if on cue Skeeter appeared in front of the pub's windows. Carya seethed with anger and asked if there was another exit. She wasn't willing to do something regrettable today and so the 'Slytherin Six' crept out through the back-entrance.

Rosmerta was delighted to tell Skeeter that she hadn't seen where the kids had disappeared to. To say that Rita Skeeter was grumpy after that would have been an understatement. The infernal trash-reporter wandered around the village to interview a few people but couldn't get anyone to badmouth the twins.

Carya and Tom were briefly visiting the bookshop and the apothecary for some extra ingredients. She would finally start working on her new project and Tom had agreed to help her. A potion like that would be extremely helpful when wandering around after curfew.

The only problem would be to constantly 'disappear' into the Founder's Chambers for experiments. But they surely would find a way without Snape, Dumbledore or Moody noticing. They had after all the Marauder's Map which their Professors didn't know of and their invisibility cloaks.

The other four were walking down the High Road towards the Shrieking Shack - one of the friends favourite meeting spot outside the Hogwarts grounds. While they waited for Tom and Carya they were discussing what to do over the next few weeks until christmas.

It was clear that they'd stay in favour of going to the Yule Ball. Hermione was the first to voice something about that.

"Well, I think it's time that we actually come out of the closet. Everyone knows that Harry and I, Ginny and Draco as well as Cat and Terence are really close but no one thinks that we are going out. Well, Cat and Terence do but we don't appear like that since the six of us are never without the others.

What surprises me is that no one has caught up with Tom and Carya. They are practically glued to each other since that potions incident with Weasley," Hermione said just as Carya rounded the corner.

"Is that a bad thing? To be glued together? I daresay the same applies for you and my dear twin brother, right Hermione?" the female Potter teased her Ravenclaw friend who blushed crimson.

"What were you discussing by the way? And we should either go inside or head back to the castle. Skeeter is coming this way," Tom suggested and they went inside the Shack.

"We were discussing what to do until christmas holidays. We'll stay here because of the Yule Ball but what about the next four weeks? It's bound to be very boring and we haven't figured out the egg either," Harry answered.

"Hmm, I'm helping Carya with her new Potions Project but I don't know what you could do. Planning some pranks perhaps? But that would drive McGonagall up the walls literally. She doesn't want anyone to think we aren't properly educated here.

She's been pissed enough about that potions incident. And now the negative press about the two of you. Honestly who does this Skeeter cow think she is?" Tom replied hotly.

Carya smiled and grabbed her boyfriends hand, "She's just being biased and plain stupid Tom, but thank you anyway for defending our family!" she got up and kissed him softly.

The other's started giggling but stopped soon. They would have to find some dirt they could dig up about Skeeter though. Harry would write Sirius an Remus while Ginny would ask her family about that woman.

Meanwhile a pissed of Rita and her photographer were spinning a new horror story about the twins and their friends. They were just waiting for a little clue. Had she known what exactly Carya and Harry were capable of when supported by their friends she would have thought twice about making up those stories.

Monday passed fairly quiet although everyone waited for a reaction of the Potter's about last Saturday's article. But nothing happened so far. The six kept to themselves and didn't have much contact to their fellow students.

Occasionally could see them with Terence Higgs and Cat Williams but those times could be counted with one hand. Lesson's were quiet too. Even Potions since Neville had stopped melting cauldrons and botching up potions. He had even managed to get the simple ones right on his first try.

Snape of course hadn't believed that he hadn't cheated and given the boy a low mark but that didn't matter. Carya had observed Neville carefully over the weeks and now knew that there had to be someone who gave the boy confidence.

She just had to find out who. She had also realised that Snape was watching her whenever he thought she wouldn't notice. The only lesson where they still were wary and overly attentive was Defence Against the Dark Arts.

By now Harry and Draco were sure that Carya had been right. Something was off with their Professor. They had made up their mind when the ex-auror had been displeased that Carya could block all his curses with ease.

That wasn't supposed to be that way. He should have been proud that one of his students was that good at defensive magic. Soon it was once again Friday. No one could believe that time was going so fast these days.

The Gryffindor's had double Potions with Slytherin again and were not happy about that. Snape barged into the classroom as usual telling them that they'd make a highly complicated potion this time and that he expected almost everyone to fail.

No one knew that the almost was referring to only those who had made it last weekend. They hadn't told anyone and wouldn't do that unless Snape did. The Gryffindor's were struggling with the recipe and the remaining Slytherin's didn't have much more luck.

The students had an even number since Weasley was suspended but Snape paired them up nonetheless for this double lesson because he wanted to keep his classroom. The pairs were the following:

Vincent Crabbe and Pansy Parkinson (both Slytherin); Gregory Goyle and Blaise Zabini (both Slytherin); Draco Malfoy and Virginia Weasley (both Slytherin); Alexandra Moon (Slytherin) and Millicent Bulstrode (Gryffindor); Carya Potter and Tom Riddle (both Slytherin);

Harry Potter (Slytherin) and Neville Longbottom (Gryffindor); Darrick Sanders (Slytherin) and Stephen Cornfoot (Gryffindor); Seamus Finnigan and Robin Abrahams (both Gryffindor); Dean Thomas and Pamela Wright (both Gryffindor); Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil (both Gryffindor)

Snape hoped that these pairs wouldn't accidentally blow his precious Dungeon into pieces. And he was right. Harry managed to pull Longbottom into success with him because Neville didn't really do much besides preparing ingredients on Harry's orders.

Only three Potions were up to his standards. They were the same as last Saturday and the rest had as predicted messed up. Snape told them that one of each group would have to take the potion and that those who had messed up would get some of those who had succeeded.

Tom and Carya's Potion where the only ones that could be used that day. Ginny and Draco had managed to finish but Lavender had tripped and knocked the cauldron over. Thankfully Snape had already inspected theirs this time and already knew that they could do it from last weekend.

Carya and Tom were spared of having to take the potion since it was flawless once again and even better than their last. The Potion's Master showed them a small sign of respect by awarding ten points each.

Draco was feeling sick all of a sudden. He didn't like the thought of taking any kind of truth potion when his godfather was present and had been very thankful that Ginny had done it last time. But it was no use. He had to go and hope it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

The professor had set up soundproof bubble around each pair and he could hear what was going on inside but no sound got in. He watched curious as Draco reddened when Ginny Weasley asked him about his feelings.

Severus was amused by that. The boy had changed from being tucked into his fathers pocket to a confident but careful young teenager. An interesting but dangerous change of attitude if one knew Lucius Malfoy.

Once the lesson was over Snape handed out the antidote and dismissed the class. Carya and Tom had to stay a bit longer to put away their potions supplies. They were standing close to each other and whispered in hushed voices.

It was too quiet to understand but Carya kept shooting glances over her shoulder into Snape's direction. The teacher was really curious what they were up to but he wouldn't ask. Even Potter would slip sometime and then he would find out what was going on.

'Damn the girl who had the guts to openly smirk at me. No one had dared to defy me like that and those who had tried had soon stopped. On top of that I still haven't figured out why Carya and Draco ran around 'Knockturn Alley' in those disguises,' he thought angrily and stormed into his office after the children were gone.

He himself didn't notice that he often referred to the 'Slytherin Six' by their first names in his mind. If he had he might have realised that he respected them more than ever before but his thoughts were already fixated on the Wolfsbane Potion he had to brew for Remus Lupin next week.

They were heading towards Transfiguration with McGonagall. Today's lesson would again be about transfiguring hedgehogs into pin-cushions. She wanted to see how far the students had gotten in their studies and this was a required part for succeeding with next years curriculum.

Very few managed to get it right still. Tom, Carya and Harry got it completely but Draco and Ginny's pincushion was still afraid of needles although the transfiguration was complete. No one else had been that successful though Neville had surprisingly managed it halfway.

~*~*~ The Great Hall ten minutes later ~*~*~

"Have you seen Snape's face after class? I bet he is curious what was so funny, eh? Well I won't tell him. Every time he looks like that I want to burst out laughing while remembering the 'You-Know-What' in our meeting place," Carya whispered towards her friends.

Ginny was excited about the next day. They would finally do her family tree and she wanted to know her ancestors. She knew the Weasley's were one of the oldest pure-blood families but that was it. Not many relatives were alive anymore.

Most had died or been killed during Voldemort's Dark Reign over fourteen years ago. And not even her father knew about their ancestry. Not that he cared. He didn't believe in the blood-nonsense as he called it. Ginny was curious though.

"I can't wait for tomorrow afternoon. It's so exciting, really. I want to know whose been there earlier. Perhaps I find something I like," she said grinning anxiously as well as excited.

Arithmancy was over soon and they went outside for a walk. It had become quite cold now and they were wearing their thick winter-cloaks. Each was lost in his or her thoughts. Harry was thinking about the Tournament and Hermione.

Ginny and Draco thought about each other. Hermione thought about the exams in summer and Tom was thinking about his relationship to the other five and how to take revenge on Skeeter. Carya was worrying about Tom's birthday on the 12th.

She wanted to give him something personal but couldn't figure out what. She'd ask Ginny for help later that day when they were in their dorm. Once dinner came around they were freezing and made their way back to the castle.

They hadn't noticed the watchful stares from the teacher's lounge. How should they have. The windows were up too high and hey had been preoccupied with their thoughts. Albus worried about these six.

Something was going on and he didn't know whether this was a good sign or a bad one. They hardly associated with anyone outside their little group. Sometimes it even seemed that they were isolated from the rest. There was always a bit of tension around them even if they were happy and laughing.

You never saw those six without the others. At least two of them were together always. But what worried the headmaster too was the return of one Ronald Weasley around the beginning of January. How would the friends react to his return?

Sure right now everything seemed alright but they hadn't faced him since the dreadful incident and no one knew what would happen once they did. Thankfully Rita Skeeter hadn't caught wind of that one. If she had there would be much more trouble than they already had.

That woman had been distracted by some mysterious disappearances throughout the ministry during November. Bertha Jorkins had been the first who had gone missing while on vacation. By now five other ministry workers from different Departments were gone and no one had seen anything of them since their disappearance.

Minister Fudge was under enormous pressure right now and Albus honestly didn't envy him for that. The press was slowly ripping the man to shreds and his credibility had suffered a great deal under Skeeter's articles.

Most students went to bed early that day. Their classes had been very challenging this week and the amount of homework they'd gotten was more than all previous weeks combined. Most students wanted to get up early on Saturday and Sunday to get their assignments done in time.

The 'Slytherin Six' were no exception to this. They had loads of work to do and they wanted to help Ginny with the Family Tree Charm. Their biggest problem was though to get away from the teachers who were watching them even closer since Skeeter's article.

After lunch on Saturday, December 3rd, they went to the Survival room. It was their favourite lesson on the weekend since they could release their frustration while fighting training dummies who couldn't be hurt. Today though they would attempt brewing the true Veritaserum.

The headmaster had allowed this and with Fudge preoccupied the board of governors had agreed to this too. Thus the students were attempting to make a potion that was NEWT level or even higher if you considered the side effects of a poorly brewed one.

To the friends relief it was not that different from Veridicuserum. It took longer and the ingredients had to be prepared very carefully. Another thing was timing. The steps had to be followed exactly or you would ruin the potion completely.

After their double lesson some groups had managed to get it right so far. They all had after all additional potions lessons each Saturday since the founding of Survival Class.

Those who had succeeded had to stay until they reached a point were the potion could be cooled down for being continued the next week. It took another hour to get that far but they didn't mind. This had been the easy part of the potion. The next steps would be trickier though.

After Survival the groups filed out of the room and went into different directions. The six friends split up too and wandered around the castle while trying to dodge the professors. Once they had been successful they met in their secret rooms.

Ginny and Draco had been the first to arrive. Carya and Tom the last. Hermione and Harry had helped the first two to prepare the room for the charm and they were ready once the last two arrived.

"Do you want to do this yourself Ginny?" Carya asked carefully and the Weasley girl nodded seriously.

"Well then, here goes nothing. Arbor Familiaris!" Ginny chanted and watched the ink wandering over the parchment.

Like the twins she stopped when a few generations and their original ancestor were visible. She shrank the parchment to a decent size and began to read. It was funny to see that their names hadn't been shortened on the tree.

She was Virginia on it. Fred was Frederic and Percy was Percival. Charlie and Bill were Charles and William while Ron was Ronald. Weird thing that was but she didn't mind. Her finger traced the lines of the tree until she stopped gaping.

"Hey Ginny, what's wrong? Something not right with the tree?" Draco asked concerned.

"No, no, everything is alright. I've only just found out who our earliest ancestor is since this charm has been invented," Ginny said shaking slightly out of surprise.

"Well, who is it?" asked Hermione curiously.

"Helga Hufflepuff!" replied Ginny dryly and looked up at Draco.

He looked shocked for a second and then smiled at his girlfriend.

"Now I know where your unwavering loyalty comes from, my little Ginny," he said lovingly.

"Though it doesn't count for Percy and Ron. But the others of your family are just the same," Carya threw in.

The following silence stretched until they couldn't bear it anymore and launched themselves at their massive amount of homework. The children got only half of it done that day and would have to come back tomorrow to finish their work.

Sleep came easily that night since the day had been pretty exhausting. No nightmare's for a change and when they woke up on Sunday it was quite late for them. Already past breakfast around nine they made their way down to the kitchens to get something to eat.

They weren't followed around that day and managed to get to their rooms quickly. Homework was continued and as soon as they were finished they flopped down on the couches in the library doing nothing or what they just wanted to do.

Carya and Tom were reading up various potions in Salazar's Potions Journals while Hermione and Harry were playing yet another round of chess which Harry as always lost spectacularly. Ginny and Draco were just sitting on the couch, leaning against each other and relaxed as much as possible.

Around dinner Tom had found the recipes for invisibility and for masking the sounds you make when walking around. They could probably be combined in one potion without too much fuss and the only problem left now was the 'Anti-Smell-Potion'.

But both kids were sure that they would succeed. They all had also agreed that it would be wise to brew some muscle relaxants and anti-pain potions in case the twins did have another nightmare that was affecting them directly.

Although they didn't exactly have enough practise for those brews they were sure it would be sufficient for now. These Chambers were a really good thing for them. Most of their activities had been almost impossible if they'd had to find an abandoned classroom for them.

The following days passed without major incidents and before they all knew it, it was Saturday again. They'd try and finish their Veritaserum that day. All students who had gotten it right so far were very nervous. The next part was the tricky one. You had to follow the steps precisely or the potion would ruined.

Only a second or two out of time and you would botch it up. They gathered around their cauldrons and continued the potion. Only a few minutes later the first one was ruined. Too much grounded birch-wood had been added and the brew had turned purple instead of staying clear.

Two hours later only the potions of Harry and Hermione as well as Tom and Carya were still working. The had five ingredients and seven steps left. The Potions Master was curious to see how far these four would get. He didn't have to wait long.

Harry and Hermione's brew turned green once they added the next ingredient. It was over. Sighing the two cleaned up their place and watched the last group. Both children seemed to be lost in extreme concentration.

Another twenty minutes later they had added the last ingredient and waited for the process to end. They had indeed finished the potion but it couldn't be used. The brew had taken a dull grey colour. It would work like it should but it would also make the drinker violently sick within seconds.

Snape was surprised that they had managed to even get that far. He decided to let them take the real stuff later that year. He wanted to see how they reacted under truth serum. Thoroughly exhausted the kids fell into bed that night.

When they woke up again it was already ten in the morning. Sunday, December 11th - only one day before Tom's birthday. Harry still didn't have a clue what to do with the golden egg and Carya had disappeared on them after dinner to Merlin knows where.

She didn't return until curfew and Tom as well as the other's got worried until Dobby appeared and told them that Carya was alright and would come up later. They just shook their heads and went to bed. Tom stayed in the Common Room waiting for her return though.

He fell asleep some time during his wait and didn't notice her coming back nor did he notice that he was being levitated back to his own bed by Harry who had been woken up by his twin sister. When he woke up the next day he was in his bed and properly confused.

Nyara then told him that Carya had brought him back to bed last night. He got up and after showering he went down into the Common Room. His friends were already waiting and Carya looked thoroughly apologetic.

"Sorry that you had to wait for me Tom. I didn't want to worry you but I couldn't make it earlier," she said and looked at him.

He wasn't sure what to say. He had been angry and overly possessive last night again but that had faded when he had seen her face just now. She felt sorry and he should accept that. So Tom nodded and forced himself to smile.

Carya was smiling back and walked over to him holding a wrapped something in her hands while the other three Slytherin's of their little group were still blocking the view. The blue-eyed girl kissed him on the cheek and greeted him properly.

"Happy Birthday, Tom! I hope you like my present," she said handing him something that was wrapped in green paper and tied with a silver ribbon.

Tom carefully opened the package as not to damage the wrapping and pulled out two items. A silver frame holding a picture of him and Carya by the lake and a photo-album. He flipped through it. They were all in there.

Together, alone, in human form and in animal form. The boy wondered when she had taken most of the pictures since there were some funny shots too. Even their pranks had been recorded on the photos.

She had also put some into the book that were taken before he came back. Taken during his friends first and second year. Tom smiled at the gifts. The others had given him sweets and books. It was then that he saw what was hidden on the table.

It was a huge cake. A cake with green icing and silver script on top. There were tiny snakes all over it and Carya grinned at him when he looked at the two figures in the middle. There were two snakes and they looked exactly like their pets Salazar and Nyara.

Those two snakes had like Carya predicted taken a liking in each other and barely hunted alone nowadays. Salazar had finally overcome his jealousy and accepted Tom in his Mistress life. Nyara was simply happy to have found a mate so fast.

They took the cake to the Great Hall just like Ginny had done and once again everyone admired the work. Like the last time it was asked where they had bought this and Carya reddened when Ginny explained that she had made it.

"What, you did this? I didn't know you could cook!" exclaimed Pansy Parkinson in sheer disbelief.

The other girl had always assumed that working in the kitchen was for servants and she didn't find it interesting in the least.

"Yeah, I did. I happen to like cooking from time to time. It's hard work but satisfying with results like this," the Potter girl admitted.

"Hell, Potter, now I know why you like Potions so much. Although totally different they have certain similarities," said Blaise surprised.

Severus scowled at that. How dare they compare mere cooking to brewing potions? But then he heard Albus chuckle from his right.

"Not exactly a comparison you would make, Severus, eh? But Miss Zabini has a point there. They are similar," said the headmaster and returned his attention towards the Slytherin table.

The older Slytherin's and those from supposed pure-blood families just wrinkled their noses in disgust. How could someone voluntarily stand in the kitchen for hours to cook something? That's what servants and house-elves were for.

Carya didn't care. She liked it and no one would change that. Aunt Petunia had been pleased with her cooking too. What she didn't like was other people fawning over her work. That was something none of her friends had done. They had admired it but said nothing else.

Classes were okay that day and they didn't get too much homework. The kids were thinking about christmas presents for their parents and guardians already since they didn't have much time left until christmas.

It was during Transfiguration that day that McGonagall announced the Yule Ball officially. She also told Harry that he, as a Hogwarts Champion, was expected to start the first dance together with the other champions and their partners.

Harry didn't like that but he had to do it. After classes he asked Hermione if she wanted to go with him and she agreed immediately. Draco asked Ginny right after lunch and she too said yes. Tom hesitated asking Carya because he didn't want to see her declining.

He was still unsure about their relationship. As if she'd read his mood and thoughts Carya dragged him outside onto the grounds and asked him herself.

"Tom, will you go to the ball with me?" the girl said while looking the boy directly into his crimson eyes.

Tom was stunned to say the least. He opened his mouth several times but absolutely no sound came out of it. Carya had asked him out. Everybody would see them together then. Instead of answering he settled for a dumb nod and Carya started giggling.

She looked around twice and gave him a quick kiss before running inside again. The boy followed her and shook of his shock. He was grinning now. This was heaven for him. He had friends who liked him and stood by his side and he had a girlfriend who apparently loved him dearly.

This was something he had wished for since he could remember. Having friends and being loved by someone he cared about.

Harry was still struggling with his golden egg. He hadn't managed to find out what the shrill sound meant when he opened it. It wasn't until the 18th of December that he found out what it was. Carya was sitting hunched over a Muggle CD-Player together with Hermione in the Founder's library.

The two girls were currently trying to make this work with magic instead of muggle batteries. They hadn't been successful so far. But in the late afternoon of the 18th they succeeded for the first time. The spell didn't last long, only for about five minutes but it was a start.

Carya put in one of her favourite CD's. One with songs of whales. When the animals started singing Harry's head shot up. They were making screeching noises which were muffled and distorted by the water around them.

It sounded similar to his egg, only softer and he wondered if the animals would sounds like his egg outside of water. Harry told the other's about his idea and they agreed to try opening the egg under water.

It worked. The shrill sound was reduced to a mere gurgling sound but they still couldn't understand anything.

"Wait a second. If this is some kind of language then we only have to figure out what or who can talk under water and then we'll have to find out how to hear what they are saying.

We already know that this has to be some kind of poem or song since the patterns are repeating every few minutes. Think about it. Who or what talks under water and can possibly talk to humans?" Carya said thoughtfully.

Several minutes there was absolute silence until Ginny shouted something.

"Hah, got it! It could be merpeople. I know that a few people have learned their language and can communicate with them. And since the second task will take place at Hogwarts they'll have to live in the great lake. No doubt about that. Now we have to find out what they are saying," suggested the youngest Weasley.

"Perhaps we should try opening the egg underwater while we are down there too?" mused Draco absently and Harry nodded in agreement.

The two boys took of towards the bathroom on this floor and left the rest alone. Thirty minutes later they came back with their results.

~*~*~ The Founder's Bathroom ~*~*~

"Can you fill the tub Draco? I'll fetch some towels from the shelf," said Harry and left the other boy alone for a minute.

When he came back the tub was already half filled and Draco was taking off his clothes. The two didn't mind seeing the other naked since they had done so after each Quidditch practise and match. When the tub was full they turned off the water and climbed into the large pool.

It would be large enough for all six of them. Harry grabbed the golden egg carefully and pulled it under the surface. He opened it and told Draco to take a deep breath.

"Now take a deep breath and slide under the surface with me," Harry instructed and they did just that.

What they heard was one of the strangest things they could imagine. It was a song sung by merpeople and the voices were still weird but they could understand every word now.

"Come seek us where our voices sound,

We cannot sing above the ground,

And while you re searching, ponder this:

We've taken what you'll sorely miss,

An hour long you'll have to look,

And to recover what we took,

But past an hour- the prospect's black,

Too late, it's gone, it wont come back"

They repeated the process until they had memorised the song properly and weren't in danger of forgetting it too soon. Both boys got out of the tub and dried themselves before changing back into their robes and rejoining their friends.

~*~*~ End The Founder's Bathroom ~*~*~

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R&R,

Carya

2008-12-18