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Within the Shadows Chapter 2
"Hey! Give it back!" Scarlet yelled. He was playing on the playground with his new toy when someone came up to him and grabbed it out of his hands.
"No its mine!" The bully then tried to walk away, but Scarlet ran after him
"My mommy gave it to me for being special!" Scarlet yelled while tugging on the bullies sleeves.
The bully pushed Scarlet down on the ground and laughed when he started to tear up.
"Going to cry? What a baby." The bully laughed.
Scarlet tried to get up again but the bigger kid just pushed him back down. Scarlet started to get angrier and angrier every time he tried to get up, only to fall back on the ground.
"Give it back please!" Scarlet pleaded.
"No!" The bully stomped on Scarlet's stomach, causing him to yell in pain.
"Stop it!" Scarlet said.
"Stop it!" He cried again, but the bully just laughed.
Scarlet could feel something inside him growing the longer this went on, the pain he felt wasn't helping and soon he couldn't stop but let it out.
"STOP IT!" He yelled.
Scarlet could feel a blast of cold wind around him, he saw the bully fly back and landed several feet away, he kept screaming and could see the louder he got the more powerful the cold wind became, eventually when he felt he couldn't scream anymore he stopped and landed on his knees out of breath.
When Scarlet finally looked up he could see what had happened. He didn't know how but everything around him was frozen solid, the steel playground equipment was frozen, where there used to be sand was now snow, and the bully that was tormenting him was lying on the ground knocked out.
Scarlet was confused about what happened, his mommy told him it was summer and that it didn't snow in summer, so why was there snow here? What really confused him was why he wasn't freezing cold. His parents always told him to wear big clothes because the snow was cold, but he felt fine, his fingers weren't even in pain from when he used to pick up snow when he forgot to wear mittens.
"Scarlet?" his father's voice said.
Scarlet looked over and saw his father, he ran over to him happy his dad was here. He was too busy running towards him that he missed the shocked look on his face. Before he could engulf him in a hug his dad stopped him. He looked up and saw his dad have a dark look in his eyes. Scarlet had gotten in trouble before, jumping on the bed, eating sweets before dinner, but this look was different. Scarlet tilted his head in curiosity about why his father looked like that.
"Dad, look what it's snowing!" Scarlet pointed over to the playground, which was still frozen solid. If anything his fathers look darkened. The man put a hand on Scarlet's shoulder and started to pull him roughly away.
"Ow, dad you're hurting me." Scarlet whimpered, why was his daddy being so weird?
"I knew it was suspicious how you turned up on my steps out of nowhere. Father give me strength." The man muttered to himself, not caring how tight he was hanging on to his son. Scarlet didn't know it at the time but that day was the start of the worst years of his entire life.
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Scarlet woke up abruptly, and quickly sat up in his bed, his body completely drenched in sweat, he lifted his hand and saw it was shaking uncontrollably, he took a few deep breaths to calm himself. Once he felt better he peaked through his curtains and saw that everyone was still asleep. He reclosed it and continued to take deep breaths.
After his impromptu use of apparition to get away from the man, he'd had nightmares regularly the first year or so, but as time past they eventually stopped. Even with his trip to London, he didn't have any nightmares. Scarlet thought that he'd finally gotten over it backs then; he wasn't sure why he was reliving his nightmare now.
He slowly stood up and walked carefully over to the bathroom, not wanting to wake anyone up. When he looked at himself in the mirror he looked like a mess, his skin was pale, hair all over the place, and his eyes were literally beet red. Scarlet took a second to compose himself before he started to morph his face back to what it used to be.
He took a quick shower and got dressed; however, he stopped himself at the mirror. For all of last year he looked the exact same, dark blue eyes, hair spiked to the side, he figured since he was changing that maybe his physical appearance could change too. He wasn't sure where he got the idea but he changed his hair to completely black and had it styled so it was combed to the side, changed his eyes to more or a dark brown, even made his skin change slightly paler. Scarlet was never one to care for his appearance beforehand but he did admit that he did look nice. 'Tonks would be proud.'
When he walked into the common room he noticed it was empty. He didn't find it surprising, the nightmare had woken him up a bit early, but he was grateful he got to avoid talking to Potter and Weasley for at least another hour.
He left the common room and headed to the empty classroom he was going to meet Daphne in, he brought along a book to keep him occupied till she arrived. It was an hour later before he heard the door opened and Greengrass walked in.
From her neutral face, Scarlet couldn't figure out if she was happy, sad, angry, or just didn't care about this meeting, he just hoped it wasn't anger. He carefully walked around the table to meet her; she stood in front of him for a few moments, before hitting him on the shoulder.
"You stupid!"
Smack
"Idiotic!"
Smack
"Asinine!"
Smack
"Gryffindor!"
Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack
At that point, Scarlet grabbed both of her arms stopping her from sending him to the hospital wing. She struggled for a few moments in his grip before sighing in defeat. Scarlet held on for a few moments before reluctantly letting go of her.
"I probably deserved that and more, but let me explain Daphne." Scarlet was happy he had someone in his life that cared enough about him to smack him whenever he was an idiot, but right now he needed to talk.
"You could've gotten yourself killed! At what point did it not register that to get inside a flying car was a bad idea!? Especially one with Potter and his asinine sidekick at the wheel!" Daphne said angrily.
"If it makes you feel better, and stop hitting me I didn't want to get in." Scarlet defended. Daphne looked ready to start another tirade before he quickly continued. "The barrier closed, Potter and Weasley crashed into a brick wall instead of getting on the platform." He explained.
"Someone would've come by and help you. You're not the first student to miss the train." She said.
"Thank you! I said the same thing, but Potter had it in his head that it was a trap." Daphne looked skeptical at that. "He said he was visited by a deranged house elf that warned him terrible things were going to happen at Hogwarts, I didn't believe him but considering the platform closed on us I had to give it some thought. Wait how did you even know I was in the car? I had my hood up." Scarlet didn't want to think he was becoming predictable.
"You're the only Gryffindor I know that doesn't want to be in the spotlight." Daphne said as if it was the most obvious thing in this room. "Fair warning Astoria was very disappointed you missed her sorting." She added.
"Guess I'll have to make a trip to Honeydukes and bring her some chocolate." He said casually.
"I still don't know how you got all that stuff from Hogsmeade last year." She narrowed her eyes at him.
"You're only allowed to be mad at me, one reason per day." Daphne continued to glare at him. "Maybe I'll buy you chocolate as well." He muttered.
"I'm sure you'll tell me soon enough, anyway breakfast is going to start soon and I promised Astoria I would sit with her on the first day." Daphne started to walk to the door.
"Hold on." He said catching up with her. "In case it is a real warning then I need you to keep a look out for your sister and anything else unusual." Scarlet was still doubtful of the elfs warning, but the fact that Voldemort was out there, put any cause of trouble on high alert, no matter how crazy the source is.
"Of course, need a mole to make sure no one in Slytherin is up to anything evil." She muttered.
"No, I'm asking you because you're one of only two people I completely trust in this school." Scarlet said honestly, he saw a lot of himself in her, which made him comfortable around her. "I saw most of your housemates at your birthday, yes some of them have a bit of an attitude problem but I don't think they're that malicious."
Daphne had a thoughtful look on her face. "Thanks, Scarlet, that means a lot." She smiled at him before walking out of the room.
Scarlet knew he probably shouldn't be worried, but there was a nagging voice telling him to be on guard, of course, if history was an indicator than it would be a peaceful two months before Halloween, that's when the craziness hit a new level. He stepped out of the classroom and head straight to the Great Hall.
It wasn't fully packed when he got in, it was the last weekend before class started so everyone was trying to enjoy it, by sleeping in. He made his way over to Gryffindor tables sitting across from the twins who were discussing something.
"Wotcher fellas." He sat down and started to pull food on his plate.
"Hey Scarlet, just the boy we were looking for." George said. After a whole year of knowing them, he felt confident he could tell the two apart.
"Should I be worried?" He asked.
"Not you, but other people should." Fred snickered.
"Alright what is it?" Scarlet asked.
"Well it's not ready yet, should be by Halloween night." Fred pulled out something small from his bag. Scarlet quickly noticed it was very small and shiny.
"We're going to plant theses while everyone is enjoying the feast that night."
"Once everyone is asleep that's when the fun begins."
"These will creature ghoulish sounds all over the castle." George explained.
"Ranging from werewolves, vampires, and anything creepy." Fred smirked.
"Even have a couple blocks showcasing how girly their screams are in this." George added.
Scarlet picked up the orb from Fred's hand, the first thing he saw was his reflection looking back at him, upon closer inspection, it looked like an ordinary ball. However, Scarlet had learned quickly never to underestimate the twins, especially when it came to their creations.
"Alright I understand the plan, but what do you want me to do?" He asked.
"Well." Both twins looked over their shoulders making sure no one was around to listen. "You have certain abilities that would come in handy.
"Even though we have the map we'll be separated putting these all over the castle."
"So if you could follow one of us and change, you could distract anyone that approaches." Fred finished.
His first instinct was to say no, he had already missed one Halloween feast because he was busy, and he didn't want to miss another. Scarlet, however, thought that this might be a good opportunity, aside from classes this would be a good project to keep his mind busy, and hopefully cause any future nightmares to stop. Also being in on the prank was better than being on the receiving end of it.
"Fine, I'll help you on Halloween." Scarlet gave in to them. "However, on one condition."
"What condition is that?" Fred asked.
"From time to time, I would like to borrow the map." Scarlet offered, a map that handy would help him keep an eye on Hogwarts.
"What would you need the map for?" George asked seriously and then broke into a sinister grin. "Want to peek into the ladies change room?"
Scarlet had long suffered through Tonks teasing, these amateurs were nothing. "No, I want to peek into the men's change room." He said seriously.
Fred spit out the pumpkin juice he was drinking, Scarlet was thankful he decided to sit across from George today. He couldn't help but smile at redhead's embarrassment.
"So is it a deal?" Scarlet offered his hand.
Fred shrugs his shoulders, and before Scarlet could retract his hand back, Fred had spat into his hand and grabbed onto to Scarlet's in a firm shake.
"I hate you." He muttered while whipping his hand on a cloth.
Soon more students started to fill into the Great Hall causing them to stop their plans for Halloween. Scarlet had inquired about Gryffindor's chances at Quidditch this year, not out of interest but more of just curtsey. He still wasn't that big a fan. The twins had asked how he was going to top this year in points, Scarlet had to hope that it was going to be a quiet year.
Eventually, the twins had to leave, muttering plans about toilet seats, but it seemed Scarlet had a sign taped to his back saying. "Talk to me I'm lonely."
"Hello, Shade." A feminine voice said behind him.
Scarlet turned around and saw Astoria Greengrass. It wasn't long since he'd last seen her; he'd popped by a handful of times at Greengrass manor during the summer and participated with the younger Greengrass in "Tea Time". Something he would never openly admit.
Right now he could see a difference, behind closed doors Astoria was a bubble of excitement, now she was standing up straight, formal in her speech, and seemed reserved. It could be the proper way her parents taught her how to act, but Scarlet believed the green emblem on her robes was the main factor. Regardless, he knew why she was here.
"Good morning Greengrass, might I say the green crest really brings out the color in your eyes." Scarlet thought a compliment would help breaks any animosity, however all he got was a glare. 'Note to self, Greengrass women don't take compliments well.'
"You have a lot of nerve, you promised you'd be clapping with pride when I would get sorted in Slytherin." She pouted, she may be raised a pureblood but she was still a child.
"I'm sorry Astoria, I ended up missing the train and had to catch a ride with Slytherins two favorite Gryffindors." He explained.
"Daphne retold me everything you two talked about. I'm glad you're okay."
"Thanks Astoria, you better hurry don't want people getting the wrong idea, were supposed to hate each other now." Scarlet shooed the younger girl away.
"I'll be sure to say nasty things about you then." She giggled, she waved goodbye joining her classmates on the other side of the room.
Scarlet was about to enjoy his meal in peace when three familiar people sat around him. He mentally cursed the timing of their arrival, saying a quick hello before eating his meal.
After a quick greeting, there was a bit of awkward silence between the four of them, Scarlet hadn't interacted with the boys since his outburst by the lake, he was still bitter about it, who wouldn't be? He had ignored his own advice and joined the boys on the car ride, which ended with him cold, wet, and tired, he felt he deserved to sulk a little longer, but a quick elbow by Hermoine told him sulking time was over.
"Who was that girl?" Ron asked before he could say anything, he knew straight away he was referring to Astoria.
"That was my friend saying hello." He was in no mood for Weasley's bias toward Slytherin. He knew as long as that was an issue there wouldn't be a chance at a friendship.
From the look on Ron's face, he clearly had a problem with that, but a quick look from Potter told him to drop it.
Hermoine looked ready to say something but morning owls started to show up, Scarlet half expected an angry letter from Tonks or Andromeda about his actions last night. He shuddered at the idea that maybe both of them were going to scold him. But as owls started showing up none of them were coming even close to him, then he saw one make a beeline towards him. He inwardly sighed at the angry letter about to come, but as the bird was about to reach him, instead of stopping by him it flew past him and crashed into Hermoine's milk jug.
Now that it had stopped Scarlet had a chance to get a better look at it, it was familiar but he didn't recognize as it as the Tonks family owl, this one was older, and a bit disorientated.
"Oh no." Ron whimpered across from him.
That's when it came to Scarlet, that was the Weasley's family owl, he saw Ron shaking looking over the red letter the bird was carrying. 'Red letter?'
"Look everyone, Weasleys got himself a Howler." Seamus said amused by this. As did everyone else as the Great Hall erupted in laughter.
Scarlet looked over to see if any knew what a Howler was, but Potter was just as confused, and Hermoine was too busy trying clean her clothes of the spilled milk.
"I got one from my grandmother once, it was horrible." Neville added. If anything Weasley looked even more frightened at that.
As Ron was about to grab it, the letter came alive and started to float in front of him. Scarlet had no idea what a Howler was but he felt he was about to find out.
"RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR! WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED WITH YOUR BEHAVIOUR! YOUR FATHER IS FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE, WE'LL TAKE YOU STRAIGHT HOME!" The voice of Molly Weasley was terrifying to everyone in the Hall. Ron looked ready to cry.
"Oh, and congratulations Ginny dear on making Gryffindor. Your father and I are so proud." Ginny looked like she wanted to crawl underneath the table and hide. Scarlet noticed that all the Weasleys looked to a certain degree embarrassed but thankful it wasn't them being yelled at.
It wasn't long before everyone went back to their own business and the four were left to deal with…. that. Hermoine seemed to be in a better mood after it, she must've felt the letter was enough punishment for the boys. She looked over at Scarlet and motioned with her head to say something.
Scarlet felt somewhat similar, having the letter yell at him would be one of his fondest memories for a while, he figured the boy suffered enough for their stupidity.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you last night." Scarlet figured the fastest way to get out of this was to just apologize. "I still think you two were complete gits that day. However, I shouldn't have yelled at you, in your own way you were looking out for me." He saw the two look surprised at his apology.
We're sorry too, we should've listened to you, the professor had explained that there's an Auror by the barrier that checks on any missing cases. Though Snape felt delighted in telling us that certain tidbit." Potter elbowed his friend.
"Yeah, sorry." Ron muttered looking down at his plate.
Scarlet saw Hermoine look between all three of them, he wasn't sure what she expected to happen, there were still some issues that hadn't been dealt with, it would be naïve to think a summer apart would fix all their issues.
"Since I went to bed early I didn't get a chance to find out, how bad is it?" Scarlet had thought Professor McGonagall would march up to him handing out his detention for last night, but instead, she just smiled at him passing by. Was she delaying the torture? Making him squirm in his seat purposely just to enjoy the scene?
"How bad what is?" Ron asked with a mouth full of food. Potter seemed unsure as well.
"Our detention of course."
Potter and Weasley just looked at Scarlet as if he had two heads, he wasn't sure why it was so difficult to answer this question. He looked over at Hermoine for help she just continued to watch all three of them.
"We'll me and Ron got a month's worth of detentions, along with 30 points taken from Gryffindor." Potter told him. Scarlet waited for when he'd explain his punishment but the boy just looked at him.
"And what about my punishment?" Scarlet said losing patience.
"You didn't get one." Ron sulked. Earning another elbow from Harry.
"How did I not get one? Snape was there, trust me there isn't much you can hide from him." Scarlet wasn't sure what happened that night, but he knew if two of his friends could figure out he was in the car, then the professors could too.
Potter and Weasley both explain what happened when they were dragged away by the teachers. Apparently, Snape was about to expel both of them before McGonagall and Dumbledore showed up to stop it. Their Head of House issued a month worth of detention and points reduction. Apparently not one of the professors had asked about a third party in the car, and both Harry and Ron decided to stay quiet about it.
"They never asked about anyone else, and when we saw you weren't in Snape's office with us, we figured they didn't know it was you." Harry explained.
"We kind of agreed that since it was our fault it happened we shouldn't say anything." Ron added.
Scarlet couldn't help but feel a bit touched by the sentiment if they had brought up his name they could've shortened their punishments but they didn't. He looked over and saw Hermoine smiling at the two boys with pride; he was starting to see what she saw in them. It was a nice gesture on their part; maybe a friendship wasn't out of the question.
"Thank you then, I appreciate what you two did, now that it's settled maybe we can use the weekend to use as a fresh start?" Scarlet offered.
Both Ron and Harry perked up at the idea, he wasn't if it was the mention of a fresh start or the fact it's the weekend but they both seemed eager for the idea. Hermoine seemed happy with it also, and Scarlet could see she was about to mention all of them studying ahead.
"Why don't we-"
"Let's walk around the castle, and explore the grounds." Scarlet quickly interrupted Hermoine. He gave her a sheepish look when she narrowed her eyes at him. But before she could argue about it, both boys were on there feet walking towards the door.
"Sorry Hermoine, but I've spent enough of my summer reading ahead of the curriculum, I need some time to relax before the school drops a lot of homework on us." Scarlet grabbed a small muffin off the table before standing up and following the boys.
Scarlet couldn't hear her properly, but he could've sworn she muttered something about boys and their need to avoid studying. In truth he was being a bit selfish with this decision. Since he's had nightmares during the last week of summer he was hoping a change of scenery would help, it was a few of the muggle books suggested he do.
The books had also suggested that talking to someone about his issues would help, but he quickly threw away that notion. There wasn't anyone in school he could talk to about it, Daphne wasn't one to outwardly express her emotions other than anger, and he couldn't imagine her being the sensitive comforting type. Hermoine was one he considered but she grew up in a loving home and was nurtured instead of abused, she wouldn't be able to relate to his problems. Ron lacked any sort of qualities that made him a serious option, Harry was someone he knew too little about, and doubted could help him.
Thus he was left with no one and hoped that the nightmares would go away, they did so when he moved into his new home. The first few months were a rough adjustment for him, he was scared to go to sleep that as soon as he closed his eyes his bedroom door would burst open and the priest would drag him out with his father close behind. The times he did fall asleep it would be to relieve one of his painful memories, that's what struck him the most. The fact that these nightmares were his memories and not some figment of his imagination. Eventually, the nightmares soon stopped happening as frequently, and by the end of his first year home stopped completely.
He wasn't sure what started them again, all he remembered was thinking the nightmare was a one-off, but then a few days later another one happened, and now he had one this morning. They seemed to happen at random as well, there wasn't anything that happened those days that could possibly explain those memories popping up, he just hoped it would stop soon.
He quickly caught up with the trio and for the rest of the day just walked along the grounds of Hogwarts. During his first year, he didn't have much of a chance to do so, the grounds on warmer days were packed with students laying around, talking and mingling, something he didn't use to do. They circled the lake a bit, every so often a giant squid would pop out and make a huge splash far away, just another unique thing about Hogwarts.
Around the late afternoon, they had settled underneath a giant tree enjoying the shade it provided, and just relaxed enjoying their weekend.
"Shoot I forgot I'd help Neville with his History of Magic assignment, sorry I have to go, but I'll see you all at Dinner." She grabbed her things and left the three boys on their own.
"I don't know how she can take notes during that class, Binns has everyone asleep 5 minutes in." Ron grumbled.
"I know, I think I have some of your drool on me." Potter jokingly started to rub something off his shirt. "Actually Scarlet, I'm surprised you don't put much of an effort in that class, I see you nodding off like the rest of us."
Scarlet looked around him making sure no one nearby was listening. "I don't put much effort at all." He whispered to the boys.
"Not bloody likely, Hermoine told me you get perfect marks on all our assignments." Ron argued.
Scarlet chuckled at that, he did get perfect marks, but he didn't deserve them. "Let me tell you a secret my friend Tonks told me." He motioned for the boys to lean in. "Binns doesn't mark them."
Both boys looked confused at what he said. "Oh right, because he's a ghost." Ron said suddenly.
"Nope."
"Then how?" If anything Ron looked really confused, Harry seemed to be mulling it over but still couldn't come up with anything.
"Okay let me rephrase that, he does technically mark them, he just doesn't do a good job at it. Tonks told me he doesn't grade our parchments on the content written, but on the length of it." Scarlet explained.
"So he doesn't read them?" Harry asked.
"Nope, he just checks to make sure it's the length he asked for and depending on if it is, grades it. My friend told me how she accidentally submitted a rough draft on her potions essay by accident to Binss, then the next class comes and he hands her parchment back, with an "E" on it!" Scarlet didn't feel guilty about taking advantage of this information if Binns was too lazy to look at their work, why should he put an effort into the homework assigned. Of course, it came back to bite him in the arse when the exam came and he was left studying a full year worth of information in about a week.
"You're not taking the mickey out of us are you?" Ron asked skeptically.
"I'm not, in fact, why don't I show you what I plan to submit when we get back to the dorms tonight." Scarlet was very amused by the faces both of them were making. They looked as if Christmas came early.
"Of course you have to agree not to tell anything to Hermoine, she will go and inform McGonagall and suddenly we actually have to do homework in that class." Scarlet warned the boys.
"Not bloody likely, this will be the first class I'll be able to do well in without her help." Ron quickly agreed.
Potter looked a bit hesitant about it, but he knew how boring the class was, and felt this would make things a lot simpler.
They stayed there for a bit, making small talk on certain topics, Harry had told him how he spent the end of his summer with the Weasleys, and Ron had tried his best describe to him what The Burrow looked liked. It wasn't long before their peace was interrupted.
"Hi, guys!" Katie beamed walking over to them. Close behind her were Fred and George, all three were carrying their brooms.
"Wotcher Bell. Off to practice Quidditch?" Scarlet asked even though he knew the answer.
"Yeah, me and the twins were itching to get on the field, we need a few more bodies and were hoping you all could join us." Katie offered.
"Of course, no one in their right mind would decline Quidditch." Ron exclaimed standing up he and Potter both quickly agreed to the idea of playing Quidditch.
"I appreciate wanting to include me but no thanks, I'll just watch." Scarlet said getting up and wiping the grass off his jeans.
"Its just a friendly match Scarlet."
"Afraid you'll lose?" Fred and George joked.
"You're idea of a friendly match is making me keeper while you two hit bludgers at me." Scarlet could see Ron shudder at the thought, clearly, his older brothers liked to pick on him a lot. "Besides I don't have much experience on a broom."
"You wound me Scarlet." George mocking cried placing a hand over his heart.
"Oh come on, I promise that won't happen, besides I gave you a few lessons last year, and you have a real talent for it." Katie pointed out. The lessons she talked about went well, Scarlet quickly got the hang of the broom and was somewhat comfortable on it by the end of the year. However he wasn't interested in Quidditch, he could understand the effort and skill that went into playing it, but it just wasn't for him right now, maybe next year.
Scarlet shook his head and turned around to lay back down on the grass when all of sudden two hands grabbed on to each of his arms. He was lifted off the ground and carried backward. He looked over his shoulder and saw the twins smirking at him.
"Nothing personal Scarlet"
"Just need someone for target practice."
"Besides we just saved you from a horrible fate"
"No one says no to Katie"
"Got a mad temper if you cross her"
"Which you almost did."
Scarlet looked at the girl in question and saw an innocent smile on her face, but as he looked at her hands saw that she had pulled out her wand. He silently thanked the twins for saving him from a horrible fate; Merlin knows what kind of curse Katie would've put him under if the twins weren't dragging him to the fields.
Authors Notes: Bit of a quiet chapter, I didn't want to jump into the action right away and figured this would be a good cushion chapter to start off with. Next chapter is going to cover the beginning of school and end on Halloween, that's when things are going to get started. Like I said it's going to be a different story than the books and movies and the end of next chapter you're going to see why. Thanks again for reading and I'll see you all next week.