Ok, so I've been so busy with all my college work and job hunting that my chapter updates are a little slow. I have had to think long and hard about all the aspects in my life I have to juggle and have come up with a solution... I will try to update once a month! That probably the best I can do, i'm still writing but my studies (unfortunately) have to come first.
This chapter is a bit of girl time, and a lot of fluff.
Disclaimer: As always, I do not own Harry Potter.
Child's Play
"Why?"
Ginny looked at me for a second, as if contemplating the answer, and trying to find the right way to put it. In all honesty, I hadn't seen it coming. Then again, I'd been blind to most of what was going on around me over the past year.
"He said that the last few weeks with me had been like something out of someone elses life with me, but he's got to do things alone now. He says V-Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to, and that it's to dangerous for us to see eachother because if it was my funeral..." she trailed off, as she choked back a sob. I instinctively put my arms around her and rubbed her arm. She seemed to take comfort from it and calmed down quickly to continue talking. "I don't care Tonks, I really don't. I don't care how dangerous it is, I just want to be with him".
"I know Gin, I know".
"How do you know?" she said, sniffing. It wasn't said as a snappy retort, but more a gentle question. She wanted to know why I knew, and I guess it was time I told her. She was like a little sister to me after all.
"It's hard to explain" I muttered, running a hand through my hair. a classic sign of nervousness. "Ok, do you remember in the hospital win the night bill was attacked?" I mentally added 'when Dumbledore died' but I didn't want to say it out loud. stuff like that was very hard to say out loud. "Well, do you remember when I went kinda crazy mad at Remus?".
"Yeah, it shocked us quite a bit. I don't think anyone suspected that you'd fancy Professor Lupin" she said.
"And why's that?" I asked, curiously.
"I don't know, but you never can imagine your professor's having personal lives. A bit like how you can't imagine your mum and dad-".
"Ok, I get your meaning" I said, cutting her off before I heard any more. She giggled. "Want me to continue".
"Yes" she said, in such a way that implied 'duh'.
"I love Remus. I'm not sure when it happened, but it happened. I buried my feelings for a year, or tried to, until I found out Remus was going away on a mission and confronted him. What happened next still confuses me, but all I knew was one minute he says he loves me and then the next he says that he's too dangerous to be with me. He's too old for me, he can't support me and he might hurt me" I sighed. "We had an argument, and then he left for his mission and I was left broken hearted. Sounds a bit pathetic, eh?"
"No, not at all" she muttered. "So since then...?"
"Since then I became depressed, and I couldn't morph and I felt miserable everyday" I could hear myself choke, but I carried on. "I tried throwing myself into work, and burying my head in the sand, anything I could think of. I wanted to forget. At times I was so angry at him that I wanted to scream and throw things, sometimes I just cried silently in my room, but I always loved him. And then, the battle came around, and after everything that happened, I just snapped. Fleur's words sort of- went round in my head like they were trying to make me do something, so I did".
"And he came back to you, right?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah, yeah he did" I said, "Harry really loves you, he'll come back to you in the end". I sniffed and she wrapped her arms around me. I wrapped mine around her tightly and we hugged eachother for several painfully silent minutes.
"I think your brave" whispered Ginny.
"I was selfish" I muttered.
"No you weren't. You were just so upset that it was all you could think about" she said, seeming to know where i'd been going.
"Your a smart kid, you know that?" I asked. She pulled away and grinned.
"I know" she beamed widely and I rolled my eyes, tugging on a lock of her hair playfully. She nudged me in the ribs. "Sooo, when are you and the Professor getting married?". She was smirking, and I growled, putting my head into my hands.
"Sorry, didn't mean to offend" she said.
"You didn't. It's not you".
"What is it then?" she asked, "come on, you can tell me. I am your little sister after all".
"Just as we were leaving Hogwarts, I told Remus that he should marry me. I don't know why I said it, it just came out. And now I feel like an idiot" I said, and she looked at me with her mouth twisted and her brows together.
"Don't you want to marry him then?" she asked.
"Of course I do" I said, immediately. "I love him, but he may not want to marry me. I mean, it's took him this long to just be my partner...".
"But he's here, with you, right now. And that's what matters right? It doesn't matter how long it takes for a relationship to form" she said, with certainty. "And you, Nymphadora, need to lighten up a bit more. We all do, if were to survive what is happening in the world".
"Ok, I'll promise to lighten up" I said. "I'll come over in the summer and see you if you'd like? And thanks, for listening to me".
"Your welcome, and thanks for listening to me" she said. I smiled and pulled her into another hug as we heard Molly's voice drift across the yard from the house. she was calling us for dinner.
"Better go in before mum goes crazy" said Ginny, turning towards the house. I followed alongside her as we strolled towards the Burrow. I always liked the look of the Burrow, it was quirky and homely. Like my old house, before we moved... I snapped out of my thoughts when Ginny nudged me. Remus was standing at the door, smiling towards us.
"You two better get in quick, Molly's fussing".
"Why?" I asked, as we got closer to him.
"Fred and George were trying to help" he said, in a way of explanation.
"Oh dear, mums probably in a mood then, the last time they tried to help with dinner we were scraping bits of egg and bacon from the walls for weeks" commented Ginny lightly, making me laugh. When I reached Remus, I stopped in front of him, and Ginny cleared her throat. "Ummm, i'll just go inside Tonks, see you both in a minute. And thanks" she smiled sadly, before entering the house and shutting the door behind her. Remus wrapped his arms around my waist the moment she was gone and looked me in the eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked, quietly.
"It will probably be known soon enough, but until she tells her family herself you mustn't say anything. Although, Ron probably knows" I pondered.
"Knows what?" asked Remus, looking slightly confused.
"Harry broke up with Ginny today" I said, softly
"Ah, right" he said, softly. "Did he give a reason why?".
"Yeah, he said it was because she'd get targeted by Voldemort for being with him" I said, quietly. "I mean, it makes sense, but she's really cut up over it. I don't know what to do, I don't like seeing her upset and i'm actually quite annoyed with Harry right now".
"Don't blame him Dora, he's just doing what he believes is right by Ginny" he said, softly, cupping my cheeks with his hands. My hands flew to my hips in a defensive gesture, and I looked him hard in the eye.
"Is that a dig, Mr Lupin?". But instead of replying, he pulled me closer and kissed my lips softly. I moved my arms up his chest and kissed him back, moaning as he pushed me against the Burrows wall. Just as things were about to go too far, the door to the Burrow opened and Bill came out.
"Are you two - Oh Merlin, seriously... sorry ummm, yeah" he said, awkwardly, before quickly re-entering the Burrow. Both me and Remus looked at eachother and laughed.
"That was your fault" I said, pushing him playfully.
"Excuse me, but who was the one who un-done my top three buttons?" he replied, and I only just noticed him doing them up. Ok, so I admit, maybe I got a bit carried away.
"Buttons are meant to be undone, that's why they were invented" I replied, cheekily.
"If you say so" I said, raising his eyebrow. "Come on, we better get in there".
Having dinner at the Burrow that night was fairly uneventful, Ginny smiled very little and was quiet through most of it and her family kept giving her concerned looks every so often. Also, over dinner the Order briefly decided on having a meeting tomorrow night, to determine the best way to get Harry to the Burrow for Bill and Fleur's wedding.
I sat next to Remus, holding his hand under the table and chewing my food contently. He kept nudging me every so often and smiling mysteriously at me like he knew something I didn't. After the fifth time of doing it I kicked him under the table (lightly!) and he spluttered his food down him in surprise. I promptly burst into a fit of giggles and had to make it up to him that night.
"You shrunk me!" I screamed, standing on my desk. I was titchy and he had to kneel on the floor to get eye level with me.
"Might want to speak up a bit, I can't hear you" My hair turned bright red as I glared at him. "Well, at least we still know your magic still work. You look like one of those Barbie dolls my sister used to have, only a lot smaller" he said.
"You shrunk me!" I screamed again. "Fix it!".
"I don't know how" said Mark, pouting. "I wasn't meant to shrink you, haven't you got your wand?".
"Yes, I have, the only problem is-" I heaved my wand from the desk and stood it next to me, "-that it's the same size as me" I snapped.
"Oh dear, erm, ok Tonks i'll go get Jacob. He might no how to reverse it" said Mark, standing up nervously. "Just stay there".
"Where else could I possibly go" I snapped. "Go now. Quickly, I have a meeting in ten minutes". He nodded and raced out of the room. I let my wand drop back on the desk and it banged so loud (to me anyway) that I jumped high in the air and landed on my bum. I crossed my arms and legs sulkily. It was a couple of days since Dumbledore's funeral, and after the funeral, when we were at the Burrow, we'd decided to have a meeting on this day so that we were all prepared for Harry. We knew he had his own plans but he was coming to the Burrow for Bill and Fleur's wedding. We just had to decide when and how. And now look at me, a walking talking Barbie doll. How could I possibly got to the meeting like this.
But just then, I heard something that could only make this nightmare worse...
"Daddy, daddy, come and get me" giggled a little girl from somewhere outside my office. Mark hadn't shut the door, I was in full view. Please don't look in here, I chanted in my head. "Ooh, look, a dolly". Too late. Mark I am so going to kill you. She ran into my office and picked me up off the desk, I felt all the air leave my lungs as she squeezed me.
"Little girl, can't breathe" I choked out. She gasped.
"Dolly talks!" she squealed running out of my office with me. "Daddy, can I keep her?". But her dad was paying much attention, his head was buried in a long roll of parchment that he was checking off.
"As long as you go back to my office and play quietly" he said, not really paying attention, before muttering "Why she had to come in today of all days, curse her stupid mother..." he walked off. I felt kinda sorry for the girl, until she squeezed me again and began skipping down the hall, jabbering away.
"Come on Dolly, what's your name? We can have a tea party with Professor Cuddles and Mr. Quacks, won't that be fun?" she asked, now entering a small office. On the desk sat a giant yellow duck in a black suit and a fluffy brown bear who was dressed like Abraham Lincoln. There was a small pink tea set between them. "Daddy says I can play here, but we mustn't touch his stuff" the little girl sighed.
"Look, little girl" I had to shout. "My name's Nymphadora, and i'm not a doll. I was shrunk by accident and I really need to get back to my office". The girl looked at me with wide wet eyes as she placed me on the table, her lip began to tremble.
"You gonna leave me to?" she mumbled. "Everybody leaves me, Mummy don't want me around, and Daddy to busy. It not fair, I wanna play tea party, but nobody play with me" and then she began to cry. Oh no!
"No, no don't cry little girl, ummm, i'll play tea party with you" I said, hastily. She instantly stopped crying, and beamed at me.
"You will?".
"Yes" I said. "But only if you promise that you'll take me back to my office afterwards".
"Ok" she mumbled, nodding.
"Umm, what's your name?" I asked. If I knew that, maybe I could find whose office I was in. She sat down at the desk and I walked over to the big brown bear and settled myself against him.
"Lilly" she answered. That helped. "Would you like some tea?" she said, holding up at plastic kettle.
"I would love some, but make sure you have some left for Mr. Quack and Professor Cuddles?" I said, guessing that i'd heard the names right.
"I will" she trilled. "Ooh, can I dress you up?" she said, excitedly. "I have some pretty dresses in my play bag".
"I don't think that's such a good idea" I said, leaning forwards on the plastic tea cup that I could have used for a bath. Damn, I was tiny. Her lip began to tremble again, god this girl was good at manipulating people. "Ok, ok, you can dress me up just, be gentle alright?" she nodded happily and ran to the other side of the room. I looked towards the door. Please somebody come and get me.
That was it, I was killing Mark. This girl was anything but sweet! I was dressed up in a bright sunshine yellow dress, with frills all over it and tiny sunshine yellow heels. My hair had been pulled into two vicious bunches with bright red ribbons. She had brushed my hair for ten minutes straight with an awful cat brush, and half my hair had been yanked out onto the brush and desk. It was bad enough that I was a pretty doll, I didn't want to be a bald one too.
But still, things were even worse than that. After several cups of imaginary tea, I tried to leave and get back to my office, but she had turned nasty. She pulled a roll of sticky tape out of nowhere and tied me to the quill pot on the desk. I was squished between 'Professor Cuddles' and 'Mr. Quack'. How humiliating. Part of me wanted someone to find me so I would be free of this nightmare, but part of me wanted them to stay away so I didn't have to face the embarrassment. What would Remus say if he saw his girlfriend like this, oh, I would never live it down! Mark, I - WILL - KILL - YOU!
"Um, Lily? Can you please unstick me now?".
"Nope. You'll be my dolly for ever and ever" she squealed, turning away so she could play with something on the chair. Oh god, give me DeathEaters any day, this is hell! I struggled to get free, before realising that it wasn't me that was stuck, it was my dress. Oh god, no, I can't do it. I'm not that desperate. But then I heard the little girl laugh evilly with her back to me. Oh yes I was. I quickly slipped my arms out and squeezed in, before sliding out of the dress, and gasping for breath. The tape was tighter than I thought. I was now standing in my bra and knickers, excellent. Where did that - that - devil child - put my clothes?
I couldn't find them, this could not be happening! I looked back at the girl, then at the dress that was still stuck to the cellotape. It might be easier to get out now that I wasn't in it. I had two choices, one: escape now while in my underwear or two: Grab the dress (somehow) and become 'Barbie On The Run!'. I chose the latter.
Getting the dress from the sticky tape was easier than I thought, though it had a few pulls in it now, I slipped back on and ran across the desk. Standing at the edge of the desk I looked back and saw the girl stretch and shudder before resting her head on the chair and began to feebly stroke the 'something' on the chair. I didn't stick around to find out what it was. As I finally got off the desk and through the crack in the door, I ran quickly to get away from the room but was dimly aware that I didn't know where I was. But it didn't matter, I kept running, just incase the little girl decided to turn around and find I wasn't there.
Before long I'd ran as far as my little legs could carried me and leaned against an office door, trying to catch my breath. How people hadn't noticed me weaving in and out of there legs I didn't know, but I was grateful all the same. Gotta love human ignorance.
"She's around here somewhere" said a voice from above me. I stopped breathing for a second before turning around to see Mark and Jacob walking towards me, his want pointed in front of him. It was glowing orange. Ah, the tracking spell, very clever. I'm still going to kill you though Mark.
"Well, she can't be far, it's glowing very bright now" said Mark. "Oh, i'm such an idiot".
"I have to agree" smirked Jacob.
"I second that" I called up to them and they both stopped and looked down.
"Found you" said Mark.
"Jacob, change me back please" I called, and he pointed his wand at me. One minute I was looking up at them, and the next I was standing right next to them, normal sized, but with a splitting headache. I clutched my head in pain.
"Tonks, where'd you go? You said you'd wait in your cubicle" asked Mark, and I turned to glare feebly at him. My head was pounding.
"I was kidnapped by the devil" I answered. "And my head is killing me".
"Side effect" muttered Jacob. "Why are you wearing a dress?".
"I went to a tea party" I muttered, they both looked confused. I didn't blame them, I was confused too. "I'll explain later, i'm going to go change into the robes in my cubicle then i'm signing myself off for the day. On the grounds of mental trauma. Oh and Mark, if your in tomorrow, watch your back" I growled. "Thanks Jacob" I called as I stalked off. I just wanted out of here.
When I got back to my office I found that I only had one robe which I could slip over the top of the dress but I couldn't replace the dress with it. Thinking fast, I grabbed my wand from my desk and transfigured the dress into a yellow tank top (from the top layer of the dress), white skinny jeans (from the underside of the dress) and flip flops (with the left over bits). All in all I was quite proud of myself, and as I looked at the clock I decided being late wasn't a bad idea. After all, I was meant to be working, so they couldn't really complain. I exited my office and walked casually down the corridor trying to regain the bit of dignity that the dress lost me.
"Your late" was the first thing Mad-eye pointed out when I walked into the Burrow's kitchen. I looked around and saw that the whole Order, or what was left of it, was here. Hestia, Diggle, Mad-eye, Kingsley, Arthur, Bill, The twins, Molly, Ron and Hermione. It was very cramped in this tiny space and when I looked again, I noticed someone very important was missing.
"Where's Remus?" I asked.
"We thought he'd be with you" said Bill.
"We're not joined at the hip" I said, rolling my eyes. The way Bill had said it implied that we never left eachother alone. "And anyway, I was at work". I went and sat down next to Hermione at the table. She smiled happily to me and I smiled back. Just then the door opened and Remus walked in smiling to himself.
"Sorry i'm late" he said, "had something to take care of". He shared a look with Molly before looking at me and coming to sit next to me. I was about to ask him what he was doing, but Mad-eye interrupted.
"No worries, Nymphadora was late as well and were still waiting on Mundungus" said Mad-eye. "Anyway..." Mad-eye started addressing everyone, and Remus leaned over to whisper in my ear.
"Why were you late?"
"Could ask you the same thing" I whispered back. "I'll tell you later, and I expect fair exchange".
"I can't promise that" he whispered back. A stab of hurt ran through my body, but I ignored it and turned my attention to Mad-eye.
"As we are all aware, Bill and Fleur will be married on the 1st of August and they wish to have Harry present and quite frankly, I think we all would feel better the sooner he was away from the Dursley's. We have to decide when and how we will be getting him here, any suggestions" he asked, though clearly he had his own. Probably wanted to bring Harry to the Burrow via Greenland. I remember Bill had made that remark two years ago when we'd first brought Harry to Grimmauld Place. Sirius was there, back then...
"I think side-long apparation would be the best option for the time being, all things considered. I wouldn't trust the floo network as far as I could throw it and setting up a portkey under the present climate would be downright idiotic" said Kingsley, in his deep voice.
"Why side long apparation though? Isn't it just as bad?" asked Bill.
"No" I said, quickly. "Not many people realise how easily someone can slip away by apparating. It leaves no trace what-so-ever, whereas with flooing or taking a portkey there is a way of tracing the individuals destination". Everyone but Kingsley, Mad-eye and Arthur looked at me stunned. I couldn't see Remus, as he was behind me and I was leaning against him. I shrugged. "I know things".
"Both Tonks and Kingsley are right, side-long apparation would be the best bet. Circumstances permitting of course" said Arthur, reasonably.
"Circumstances?" queried Ron.
"What dad means is that the Ministry can keep tabs on apparation and put restrictions on certain areas even if there destination is unknown. Also Harry still has the trace on him, which is tricky, but there are ways around it. Still, the Ministry might feel obliged to poke there noses in" answered Bill. I snorted at that. When had the Ministry ever not felt the need to stick there noses in?
"But why would they do that?" asked Ron again. Hermione sighed beside him.
"I'm guessing that they feel the Ministry is untrustworthy and there might be people trying to infiltrate it".
"Got it on one Hermione" I said. "Though there are a few of us inside that are trying our best to keep those who wish to destroy us at bay" I said, uneasily.
"The Ministry will fall, it is now only a matter of when" said Kingsley, solemnly. Everyone looked down right depressed at these words and I felt it. I had been in the Ministry for only a few days, occasionally out on cases, and had already started to notice things. Whispers, gossip, rumours. Some person from some department disappearing or doing things that were a cause for suspicion and alarm. But that's all it was, whispers. Mum and Dad had contacted me yesterday telling me to keep safe and contact them if I needed anything, anything at all. I had told them about Remus and I, and they seemed happy enough with it, although dad had warned me that mum WOULD turn up out of the blue sometime soon and interrogate us. I was dreading it and even though Remus didn't show it, I knew he was too. My brain whizzed away into the world of questions and if they didn't like him? What if mum disapproved? Have I actually been spending enough time on my family? No I haven't and I should have been, but i'll make up for it. It's only been this year that i've been distant. And they love me, I'll see them soon...
"Tonks? Tonks".
"Dora" Remus nudged me, and I jerked upright.
"Entered back into reality then Nymphadora?" barked Mad-eye.
"Yes thank you Mad-eye" I replied, chirpily, though I felt slightly foolish.
"Moving on, we have an idea of how we're transporting Harry, we just have to decide when" said Mad-eye.
"Obviously before ze wedding, why not ez birthday" said Fleur, shrugging, while flipping through a magazine.
"His birthday would be too tricky, there is an enchantment over his home that breaks when he becomes of age. His mother's charm. Once that is broken then Voldemort himself will be able to find him, along with Inferi, Dementors, Deatheaters..."
"Yes, we get it Mad-eye" I hissed as I noticed Hermione shudder and Molly's face drop. "But we need to break the enchantment anyway, is there no other way?".
"When Harry no longer calls that house a 'Home' then the enchantment will break" said Remus.
"So theoretically, we could bring Harry to the Burrow before his birthday and the enchantment would break, but not after because of the wedding and Voldemort" I summed up, smiling at how i'd put the wedding first. The wrath of Fleur against Voldemort if Harry missed the wedding... "What about his family?"
"We have to get them away from there, Voldemort may try to use them to get to Harry" said Hestia, we all knew what she meant so she didn't have to explain. "We can take them to a safe location, provide them with a safe house and some of the Order could protect them from any possible threat".
"Sounds like a good idea" said Bill.
"Hear hear" squeaked Diggle.
"Shouldn't someone go to Privet Drive and explain the situation to both Harry and his aunt and uncle?" asked Fred, very maturely. I was shocked but didn't let on. The twins had done a lot of growing up. Everyone nodded in the room.
"So, who wants to go then?" asked George, happily.
"Well, they already know dad so it would be ideal for him to go" said Bill, and everyone turned to Arthur.
"As long as everyone else agrees, I'll go" said Arthur. "But, Kingsley should come with me. He's spent the last year working with muggles so..." he finished off, looking towards Kingsley, who nodded.
"Of course" Kingsley said, "and speaking of working with muggles I have to get back to Downing Street".
"Fine, we'll have another meeting whenever Molly and Arthur decide" said Mad-eye. After all, it was there home, and we'd already said a thousand times that we didn't want to impose. Molly and Arthur both looked at Mad-eye in surprise, in fact nearly everyone did. Mad-eye may seem headstrong and, lets say... bossy! but in actually fact he was quite considerate. It was just that only a few people knew it. I smiled at knowing I was one of them.
When Molly had suggested Friday to follow up this meeting and ask us all to dinner, everyone but Kingsley, me and Remus stayed. Remus took my hand and led me out of the house after a quick goodbye to everyone.
"So are you going to tell me why you were late?" asked Remus, curiously, as we walked away from the Burrow.
"Are you going to tell me?" I questioned back.
"Ah, well, no-"
"Then i'm not telling" I said, feeling grumpy. I took my hand out of his and crossed my arms over my chest. He sighed.
"Dora, don't be like that" he muttered. "I can't tell you yet".
"Why not?".
"Because it's, it's a secret, a surprise if you will, and I don't even know what i'm going to do at the moment" he breathed. "Can you just trust me and leave it alone?".
I sighed. I did trust Remus. "Fine. I do trust you so i'll leave it - for now".
"Thank you" he said as I dropped my defensive posture. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me close. "Are you going to tell me why you were late, and why you are not wearing the same clothes you left for work in this morning?" he all but growled.
"I'll tell you when we get home". Just as I said it he turned on the spot and we apparated.
When we got to the flat we sat on the sofa together as I recalled the days events. i sat at one end of the sofa with my legs resting on his as he sat on the other end. As I told him my 'thrilling' tale he sometimes laughed, sometimes smirked but he always remained sympathetic as he ran his hand up and down my leg in what was meant to be a soothing gesture. What I mean when I say 'it was meant to be' was that the gentle caress of his hand was driving my body crazy and I was easily getting distracted.
"Poor baby" he whispered huskily, still caressing my leg with those gorgeous hands. Damn those hands, I couldn't tare my eyes away. "Although, At least you can say your day was eventful".
"I like uneventful days better" I pouted. "Remus, could you stop" I couldn't help but moan. He smirked at me as his hand travelled further up my leg. Cheeky git, he knew exactly what he was doing!
"You git" I laughed. "Tease".
"You make it too easy, Love" he chuckled.
I swung my legs down and moved closer to him. I put my arms around his neck and pulled his face closer to mine. As I did so I noticed the bags starting to form under his eyes and how pale his skin had become. I quickly did a mental count of the dates and almost gasped.
"Full moon tomorrow night" I whispered. he nodded and looked at me carefully, as if trying to find a flicker of fear from me. "Are you tired?".
"Not really, the after is always worse than the before" he muttered.
"Where will you go? I asked.
"The Shrieking Shack, Minerva said I could use it" he whispered, looking away. I put my hand on his cheek and he leaned into it, closing his eyes.
"Do you want me to be there, in the morning?" I asked, wondering if this question was allowed.
"I don't know, whether I want you to see my like that" he whispered, still not opening his eyes.
"I want to be there, to look after you, but if you don't want me to then I won't" I said, quietly, and he looked up at me.
"You would do that for me?" he asked. I leaned in and placed a chaise kiss on his cheek before moving to his ear and whispering;
"I'd do anything for you".
"I would like you there, it'll make a nice change..." he trailed off. I knew he was fighting with himself. He wanted me there but he didn't want me to see him.
"I'll be there".
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