AN: Errrr, this is half-way pre-written, so I am not so sure of what is
happening in reviews. Sorry that I killed off one of the characters!
Disclaimer: Joanne K. Rowling is the author and creator of all characters you read about. I have elaborated and created and added onto what she has made. She owns it all.
Chapter 29: A Lovely Night Indeed!
"Kiss The Girl" From 'The Little Mermaid'
There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's something about her
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
Possible she wants you too
There is one way to ask her
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Look like the boy too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad?
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad, he gonna miss the girl
Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy you better do it soon
No time will be better
She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Don't be scared
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it how
You want to kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Float along
And listen to the song
The song say kiss the girl
Sha la la la la
The music play
Do what the music say
You got to kiss the girl
You've got to kiss the girl
You wanna kiss the girl
You've gotta kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl
~*~*~*~
Draco and Hermione had just entered the dance floor. The band started up in a swing song. Hermione had taken swing lessons when she was... Well, a couple summers ago when she was bored. If only she could remember how... Draco put his hand on her back, gripping her shoulder blade. Hermione, knowing now what to do, grabbed his muscular biceps. They started out with a simple forward-back-forward-double-step-backward.
Suddenly Draco took her and spun her out into the crowd of people, and Hermione clung to his hand for dear life, but still threw out her other arm with the Spirit Fingers. He spun her in and she smiled wholeheartedly. They spun around in a circle to the music. Draco took both of her arms and started to do the spinning pose. She brought her arms in and out as Draco did his, moving her chest so she didn't bump into his and become known as skanky. They spun in and out. The music all the while was playing very well.
Draco went back to the regular stepping mode and after two times around he spun her out, Hermione was remembering clearly now. She threw out her Spirit Fingers and spun in quickly and tightly. She went under his arm, and he twirled around, as she spun around him. They reached in for the regular dance basics, but then moved their arms above their heads and did a weird move. Hermione started to laugh, this was so much fun.
"Are you ready for some real swing?" Dra- rather, Lazarus whispered into her ear before he spun her out again.
Hermione didn't get a chance to reply, as she was being thrown into the air by someone's strong arms. Draco held her above his head and twirled on his feet. He brought her down quickly but carefully and crossed his arms into an X as she did hers. He swung her under his legs and back up again.
For this whole dance scene, unbeknownst to the swinging couple, everyone had stopped and made a wide circle for them. The band kept playing, shouting an occasional, "Look at those cool cats swing!"
The professors, too, had taken notice and were watching from their chaperoning post areas. The couple on the dance floor, Lazarus and Ophelia, were making tight spins and twirls and it really was a sight to see.
The song ended, and too soon for the swinging couple. Hermione held out her hand and again smiled with all of her teeth. She realised that there was a circle around them, had they made a new Hogwarts: A History chapter by just dancing?
A slow song began. Hermione, heavily breathing, looked up into the clear gray eyes above her. "Thy wish is to take a break. I'm dreadfully needing to quench thyself, milordship."
"Milady, let us go get punch." Dr-Lazarus said and took her hand. They walked gingerly over to a snack table. Dra-Lazarus poured her some punch and then took some of his own. They stood their watching the dancers, taking sips of the drink slowly.
"Excuse me, my name is Delia Smalts. I am the saxophone for the Wilting Witches... Can I ask you your names?" A short girl with brown hair and golden eyes asked.
"I am Lazarus." D-Lazarus told her simply.
"And I am Ophelia." Hermione finished without detail.
"Thank you." Delia ran back to the band.
"I didn't know you danced." Hermione stated, losing her old English.
"Well, I didn't know you swung either." Lazarus replied. "I have been trained by my father to waltz, do the Charleston, the fox trot, the... Well, many dances. And my favourite has always been Swing dance. It's... it's just free and spirited."
"Hmm." Hermione said, swallowing her punch. "I think swing is so rich. I haven't learned much how to dance, though. I am not very good."
"Nonsense." Drac- Lazarus sounded appalled. "Thy lordship shall teach milady!"
Hermione grinned as she was pulled off to the dance floor.
~*~*~
Millicent and Ron decided to leave the dance early. Ron said he wanted to show her something real special. Millicent, seeing that there was only ten minutes to midnight and the end of the dancing, agreed amiably.
Ron pulled her hand as he walked briskly down corridors and up staircases. They began to climb a very narrow, non-moving staircase. Ron stopped and looked at Millicent excitedly. He lifted the trapdoor and pulled out a ladder.
"After you," He smiled brightly. Millicent was very curious. What was this? Why was it important? Millicent climbed the wooden steps. As she got up, she noticed it was a very small, circular room. It was covered in dust and cob webs. She looked waited for Ron. There were no lights or anything.
"Okay, Mil." Ron appeared next to her. "Isn't it wonderful?"
"Well, it is kind of dirty..." Millicent ventured.
"No! No, that is not what I mean... Look up." Ron beamed as she tilted her head. There was no ceiling. Stars for miles and miles. Millicent smiled.
"Ron, it IS beautiful." Millicent whispered as she stared at the stars.
"This used to be used as the Astronomy Tower in the early 1100's." Ron said. They became quiet, studying the night sky.
~*~*~*~
"And, tonight, I have been notified of the couples that have won various different categories." Dumbledore told the hall of excited students still ecstatic with energy and yet tired with unrecruited sleep. "Now, the faculty will be announcing the winners."
Professor McGonagall stood and pursed her lips as a small chatter erupted and quelled quickly. "The best costumed couple goes to... Pansy Parkinson and Zeke, erm... Pansy and Zeke!"
The crowd clapped as Pansy and Zeke paused from snogging to go up to the staff table and grab their awards, little trophies with a dress and suit on it. They waved to the school and walked back down to proceed in their routine. Snogging.
Trelawny stood up and cleared her throat. "Now, this category is graded in... poise, propriety, and elegance. And the winners are... Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley!"
The school hooted and cheered as the dream couple made their way up to Trelawny to receive a plaque that said, 'Most Elegant Couple, Valentine's Masquerade, 1996.' Ginny looked like the Juliet to Harry's Romeo. The sat back down and kissed gently, and quickly looked back up at the award ceremony.
"Overall comical," Snape said in a monotone. It was very ironic, him announcing comedy awards. "The award goes to Max Homsely and Tricia Fullwater."
Max and Tricia walked marshmallow-walked up to Professor Snape, taking the trophy of a party hat and waving it proudly. Tricia almost lost her balance as they clumsily walked back to their seats. They were obviously drunk.
"Most diffused in the crowd," Professor Sprout announced, "goes to Lavender Brown, Seamus Finnigan, tied with Susan Bones and Owen Cauldwell."
The foursome sauntered merrily up to get their awards. They all turned and waved to specific people and went back down to their seats.
"Best Bachelor category goes to..." Vector began. "... Cody Ketermind."
Cody blushed as he made his way up to get his certificate parchment. He waved at no one in general, peering over everyone's heads as if he was searching for someone. He went back to his seat and blushed silently.
"Best Bachelorette goes to Parvati Patil!" Professor Flitwick shouted from his stool. Parvati waved graciously like a prom queen as she accepted her one charmed flower.
Dumbledore arose again. "The best dancers go to the couple known only as Lazarus and Ophelia." Hermione turned red as she smiled in mirth. She squeezed Draco's hand reassuringly. They took the small golden tap shoe from the headmaster and were about to head back down when Dumbledore motioned for them to stay. "This unknown couple is also dubbed King and Queen of this Valentine's Masquerade!"
Dumbledore placed a small tiara onto Hermione's free hair. Draco had a gold crown placed on his head. "Now for the customary dance of the King and Queen."
The Wilting Witches began to play. It was an old fashioned waltz meets new age twist of classical melodies. Hermione looked at Draco with pleading eyes. He took her golden tap shoe and placed it in his breast pocket. He took hold of her and they began to dance, slowly at first. Hermione copied his feet nervously. He began to step faster, each step impossibly more graceful than the last.
Hermione was relieved yet disappointed when the dance ended. Relieved that she was out of the spotlight, disappointed that this dream of a night would end. Perhaps some of the magic bestowed on the dance would last until morning? Hermione looked up at Draco. It really was too good to be true.
She had this warm feeling boiling up inside. Her stomach twisted in knots as they slowly walked down to the dungeons. They walked slowly, leisurely, and in no hurry. Hermione gripped the hand she had held all night. The skin was pale and soft. Just how she imagined an angel's would be.
They entered the Slytherin Common Room. Draco walked her over to the girls' dorm room stairwell. In truth, they had talked quite a bit tonight. Hermione was beginning to think he was more than an intangible god. She smiled and took off her mask. He followed suit.
"Draco, I had a lovely time tonight." Hermione started bravely.
"Me too, Hermione." Draco looked down at her. Hermione blushed, but she knew that she had the audacity and bravery to say her next comment.
"What do you think about girls who make the first move?" Hermione asked, whispering.
Draco blinked blankly. "Uh, I don't know. I've never had a girl make the move on me first."
"Oh." Hermione said. "Well, I am honoured to be the one and only." She stretched on her tippy-toes and pulled his face down to greet hers.
She smiled diabolically as she touched her lips to his. An electric current went through both of them. Hermione's waistline felt pleasure as Draco's arms wrapped around it. Hermione sent shocks through her finger tips and into his neck as she clasped her hands behind his neck. They looked longingly into one another's eyes.
Draco pressed into Hermione's lips gently, like a butterfly kiss. Hermione took initiative and kissed him with a little more pressure. Draco couldn't take it anymore. He let loose and they passionately kissed each other with enough power to kindle a hurricane.
Suddenly there was a cough. Hermione came up for air. Arms still around Draco's neck, she saw Millicent at the entrance area. Millicent smirked sassily.
"Oh, don't mind me. Please, continue your ever so romantic snogging. I'll just be moving around you to get to my bed." Millicent walked around them and ran up the stares. She shouted, "IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU TWO GOT TOGETHER!!!!!"
Draco and Hermione looked at each other for a moment. Draco smirked. Hermione giggled and told him good-night.
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AN: I finished! Yay! Hum... Well, review, tell me if you like... Oh! I got into Honours English! YES!!!!! MWUHAHAHAHA!
RR:
O.B.I.M.- Thank you for the review. I like reviews because they make me feel wanted. ::cough:: like O.B. ::cough:: = )
Lyss (Elmo the Evil)- I have the author's touch of drama. Can you say Drama Queen? Right now you are at Emily and Caroline's party. I feel sorry for you. Wish I could be there to keep you company. Haha! And I still am going to do that thing with Pansy. Oh! Blaise did have a meaning, though. I just thought of it. And... For class, at least you didn't say the word SEXUAL. Lewd INSINUATIONS, IMPLICATIONS. I have no clue why Mrs. Van had to reprimand you for usage. I mean you could have gone a lot worse. In science class at CdM, my best friend accidentally said 'orgasm' instead of 'organism'. Whoa. Mr. Tully was all red and had to correct her. And one time in my sister's 7th grade science class (Mr. Tully too) someone said 'testicles' instead of 'tentacles' when they were talking about sea life. Yikes. You could have done worse!
Blue eyes- Don't worry, be happy, oh! Oh! Doo-doo-do-doodoo-doo... Hope this chapter was happier! Blaise was meant this fate, don't you worry.
Felicity- Okay. Erm, thanks for the review!!
Avri- Thank you for the review. Glad to see a new reviewer!!
Ravyn Nyte- Thanks for helping me on Artemisia. And I do go to babynames .com!!! And I dislike when people read wrong. By saying that the water 'cleansed her soul and purged her of life..' I really hinted that she was dead. But some people live in hope that someone will save Blaise. Grrrrr.... And did you like the D/Hrm factors in this chapter??? I hope so. I just amn't a good fluff writer. Maybe I'll get my friend to guest write one very fluffy chapter.... Thanks!!
Pandora- Thank you for liking my poem!! And I also think that this should have quenched your D/Hrm lust. More about Blaise next chapter! Thanks!!!
some1- Thanks for the review. Can't give away anything about Blaise, though. Completely TOP SECRET! ; D
cuttie-blossom- Thanks for the review.
~*~*~*~*~
I GOT INTO HONOURS ENGLISH!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!! WOOOOHOOOOO! ::ahem:: Thanks to all reviewers.
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Disclaimer: Joanne K. Rowling is the author and creator of all characters you read about. I have elaborated and created and added onto what she has made. She owns it all.
Chapter 29: A Lovely Night Indeed!
"Kiss The Girl" From 'The Little Mermaid'
There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's something about her
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
Possible she wants you too
There is one way to ask her
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Look like the boy too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad?
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad, he gonna miss the girl
Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy you better do it soon
No time will be better
She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Don't be scared
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it how
You want to kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Float along
And listen to the song
The song say kiss the girl
Sha la la la la
The music play
Do what the music say
You got to kiss the girl
You've got to kiss the girl
You wanna kiss the girl
You've gotta kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl
~*~*~*~
Draco and Hermione had just entered the dance floor. The band started up in a swing song. Hermione had taken swing lessons when she was... Well, a couple summers ago when she was bored. If only she could remember how... Draco put his hand on her back, gripping her shoulder blade. Hermione, knowing now what to do, grabbed his muscular biceps. They started out with a simple forward-back-forward-double-step-backward.
Suddenly Draco took her and spun her out into the crowd of people, and Hermione clung to his hand for dear life, but still threw out her other arm with the Spirit Fingers. He spun her in and she smiled wholeheartedly. They spun around in a circle to the music. Draco took both of her arms and started to do the spinning pose. She brought her arms in and out as Draco did his, moving her chest so she didn't bump into his and become known as skanky. They spun in and out. The music all the while was playing very well.
Draco went back to the regular stepping mode and after two times around he spun her out, Hermione was remembering clearly now. She threw out her Spirit Fingers and spun in quickly and tightly. She went under his arm, and he twirled around, as she spun around him. They reached in for the regular dance basics, but then moved their arms above their heads and did a weird move. Hermione started to laugh, this was so much fun.
"Are you ready for some real swing?" Dra- rather, Lazarus whispered into her ear before he spun her out again.
Hermione didn't get a chance to reply, as she was being thrown into the air by someone's strong arms. Draco held her above his head and twirled on his feet. He brought her down quickly but carefully and crossed his arms into an X as she did hers. He swung her under his legs and back up again.
For this whole dance scene, unbeknownst to the swinging couple, everyone had stopped and made a wide circle for them. The band kept playing, shouting an occasional, "Look at those cool cats swing!"
The professors, too, had taken notice and were watching from their chaperoning post areas. The couple on the dance floor, Lazarus and Ophelia, were making tight spins and twirls and it really was a sight to see.
The song ended, and too soon for the swinging couple. Hermione held out her hand and again smiled with all of her teeth. She realised that there was a circle around them, had they made a new Hogwarts: A History chapter by just dancing?
A slow song began. Hermione, heavily breathing, looked up into the clear gray eyes above her. "Thy wish is to take a break. I'm dreadfully needing to quench thyself, milordship."
"Milady, let us go get punch." Dr-Lazarus said and took her hand. They walked gingerly over to a snack table. Dra-Lazarus poured her some punch and then took some of his own. They stood their watching the dancers, taking sips of the drink slowly.
"Excuse me, my name is Delia Smalts. I am the saxophone for the Wilting Witches... Can I ask you your names?" A short girl with brown hair and golden eyes asked.
"I am Lazarus." D-Lazarus told her simply.
"And I am Ophelia." Hermione finished without detail.
"Thank you." Delia ran back to the band.
"I didn't know you danced." Hermione stated, losing her old English.
"Well, I didn't know you swung either." Lazarus replied. "I have been trained by my father to waltz, do the Charleston, the fox trot, the... Well, many dances. And my favourite has always been Swing dance. It's... it's just free and spirited."
"Hmm." Hermione said, swallowing her punch. "I think swing is so rich. I haven't learned much how to dance, though. I am not very good."
"Nonsense." Drac- Lazarus sounded appalled. "Thy lordship shall teach milady!"
Hermione grinned as she was pulled off to the dance floor.
~*~*~
Millicent and Ron decided to leave the dance early. Ron said he wanted to show her something real special. Millicent, seeing that there was only ten minutes to midnight and the end of the dancing, agreed amiably.
Ron pulled her hand as he walked briskly down corridors and up staircases. They began to climb a very narrow, non-moving staircase. Ron stopped and looked at Millicent excitedly. He lifted the trapdoor and pulled out a ladder.
"After you," He smiled brightly. Millicent was very curious. What was this? Why was it important? Millicent climbed the wooden steps. As she got up, she noticed it was a very small, circular room. It was covered in dust and cob webs. She looked waited for Ron. There were no lights or anything.
"Okay, Mil." Ron appeared next to her. "Isn't it wonderful?"
"Well, it is kind of dirty..." Millicent ventured.
"No! No, that is not what I mean... Look up." Ron beamed as she tilted her head. There was no ceiling. Stars for miles and miles. Millicent smiled.
"Ron, it IS beautiful." Millicent whispered as she stared at the stars.
"This used to be used as the Astronomy Tower in the early 1100's." Ron said. They became quiet, studying the night sky.
~*~*~*~
"And, tonight, I have been notified of the couples that have won various different categories." Dumbledore told the hall of excited students still ecstatic with energy and yet tired with unrecruited sleep. "Now, the faculty will be announcing the winners."
Professor McGonagall stood and pursed her lips as a small chatter erupted and quelled quickly. "The best costumed couple goes to... Pansy Parkinson and Zeke, erm... Pansy and Zeke!"
The crowd clapped as Pansy and Zeke paused from snogging to go up to the staff table and grab their awards, little trophies with a dress and suit on it. They waved to the school and walked back down to proceed in their routine. Snogging.
Trelawny stood up and cleared her throat. "Now, this category is graded in... poise, propriety, and elegance. And the winners are... Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley!"
The school hooted and cheered as the dream couple made their way up to Trelawny to receive a plaque that said, 'Most Elegant Couple, Valentine's Masquerade, 1996.' Ginny looked like the Juliet to Harry's Romeo. The sat back down and kissed gently, and quickly looked back up at the award ceremony.
"Overall comical," Snape said in a monotone. It was very ironic, him announcing comedy awards. "The award goes to Max Homsely and Tricia Fullwater."
Max and Tricia walked marshmallow-walked up to Professor Snape, taking the trophy of a party hat and waving it proudly. Tricia almost lost her balance as they clumsily walked back to their seats. They were obviously drunk.
"Most diffused in the crowd," Professor Sprout announced, "goes to Lavender Brown, Seamus Finnigan, tied with Susan Bones and Owen Cauldwell."
The foursome sauntered merrily up to get their awards. They all turned and waved to specific people and went back down to their seats.
"Best Bachelor category goes to..." Vector began. "... Cody Ketermind."
Cody blushed as he made his way up to get his certificate parchment. He waved at no one in general, peering over everyone's heads as if he was searching for someone. He went back to his seat and blushed silently.
"Best Bachelorette goes to Parvati Patil!" Professor Flitwick shouted from his stool. Parvati waved graciously like a prom queen as she accepted her one charmed flower.
Dumbledore arose again. "The best dancers go to the couple known only as Lazarus and Ophelia." Hermione turned red as she smiled in mirth. She squeezed Draco's hand reassuringly. They took the small golden tap shoe from the headmaster and were about to head back down when Dumbledore motioned for them to stay. "This unknown couple is also dubbed King and Queen of this Valentine's Masquerade!"
Dumbledore placed a small tiara onto Hermione's free hair. Draco had a gold crown placed on his head. "Now for the customary dance of the King and Queen."
The Wilting Witches began to play. It was an old fashioned waltz meets new age twist of classical melodies. Hermione looked at Draco with pleading eyes. He took her golden tap shoe and placed it in his breast pocket. He took hold of her and they began to dance, slowly at first. Hermione copied his feet nervously. He began to step faster, each step impossibly more graceful than the last.
Hermione was relieved yet disappointed when the dance ended. Relieved that she was out of the spotlight, disappointed that this dream of a night would end. Perhaps some of the magic bestowed on the dance would last until morning? Hermione looked up at Draco. It really was too good to be true.
She had this warm feeling boiling up inside. Her stomach twisted in knots as they slowly walked down to the dungeons. They walked slowly, leisurely, and in no hurry. Hermione gripped the hand she had held all night. The skin was pale and soft. Just how she imagined an angel's would be.
They entered the Slytherin Common Room. Draco walked her over to the girls' dorm room stairwell. In truth, they had talked quite a bit tonight. Hermione was beginning to think he was more than an intangible god. She smiled and took off her mask. He followed suit.
"Draco, I had a lovely time tonight." Hermione started bravely.
"Me too, Hermione." Draco looked down at her. Hermione blushed, but she knew that she had the audacity and bravery to say her next comment.
"What do you think about girls who make the first move?" Hermione asked, whispering.
Draco blinked blankly. "Uh, I don't know. I've never had a girl make the move on me first."
"Oh." Hermione said. "Well, I am honoured to be the one and only." She stretched on her tippy-toes and pulled his face down to greet hers.
She smiled diabolically as she touched her lips to his. An electric current went through both of them. Hermione's waistline felt pleasure as Draco's arms wrapped around it. Hermione sent shocks through her finger tips and into his neck as she clasped her hands behind his neck. They looked longingly into one another's eyes.
Draco pressed into Hermione's lips gently, like a butterfly kiss. Hermione took initiative and kissed him with a little more pressure. Draco couldn't take it anymore. He let loose and they passionately kissed each other with enough power to kindle a hurricane.
Suddenly there was a cough. Hermione came up for air. Arms still around Draco's neck, she saw Millicent at the entrance area. Millicent smirked sassily.
"Oh, don't mind me. Please, continue your ever so romantic snogging. I'll just be moving around you to get to my bed." Millicent walked around them and ran up the stares. She shouted, "IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU TWO GOT TOGETHER!!!!!"
Draco and Hermione looked at each other for a moment. Draco smirked. Hermione giggled and told him good-night.
~*~*~*~*~*~
AN: I finished! Yay! Hum... Well, review, tell me if you like... Oh! I got into Honours English! YES!!!!! MWUHAHAHAHA!
RR:
O.B.I.M.- Thank you for the review. I like reviews because they make me feel wanted. ::cough:: like O.B. ::cough:: = )
Lyss (Elmo the Evil)- I have the author's touch of drama. Can you say Drama Queen? Right now you are at Emily and Caroline's party. I feel sorry for you. Wish I could be there to keep you company. Haha! And I still am going to do that thing with Pansy. Oh! Blaise did have a meaning, though. I just thought of it. And... For class, at least you didn't say the word SEXUAL. Lewd INSINUATIONS, IMPLICATIONS. I have no clue why Mrs. Van had to reprimand you for usage. I mean you could have gone a lot worse. In science class at CdM, my best friend accidentally said 'orgasm' instead of 'organism'. Whoa. Mr. Tully was all red and had to correct her. And one time in my sister's 7th grade science class (Mr. Tully too) someone said 'testicles' instead of 'tentacles' when they were talking about sea life. Yikes. You could have done worse!
Blue eyes- Don't worry, be happy, oh! Oh! Doo-doo-do-doodoo-doo... Hope this chapter was happier! Blaise was meant this fate, don't you worry.
Felicity- Okay. Erm, thanks for the review!!
Avri- Thank you for the review. Glad to see a new reviewer!!
Ravyn Nyte- Thanks for helping me on Artemisia. And I do go to babynames .com!!! And I dislike when people read wrong. By saying that the water 'cleansed her soul and purged her of life..' I really hinted that she was dead. But some people live in hope that someone will save Blaise. Grrrrr.... And did you like the D/Hrm factors in this chapter??? I hope so. I just amn't a good fluff writer. Maybe I'll get my friend to guest write one very fluffy chapter.... Thanks!!
Pandora- Thank you for liking my poem!! And I also think that this should have quenched your D/Hrm lust. More about Blaise next chapter! Thanks!!!
some1- Thanks for the review. Can't give away anything about Blaise, though. Completely TOP SECRET! ; D
cuttie-blossom- Thanks for the review.
~*~*~*~*~
I GOT INTO HONOURS ENGLISH!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!! WOOOOHOOOOO! ::ahem:: Thanks to all reviewers.
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