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Ch. 6 Recovery and Revenge
*Draco*
Some time later I feel someone shake me lightly and I open my eyes to see Healer Smith standing in front of me. The fog clears from my head and I focus on the weight in my lap. Hermione and I must have fallen asleep her still on my lap my arms still wrapped around her and now Healer Smith is going to tell me what happened with Scor. I shift a bit and reach up to brush Hermione's hair back from where it fell cross her face while she was sleeping.
"Hermione, love, wake up." I say softly and watch in fascination as her eyelids flutter and her lovely brown eyes focus on my face her lips lifting in a small content smile before she notices Healer Smith, then her eyes change radiating concern.
She sits up and then must decide to stand to hear the news and I rise to stand next to her. I glance quickly around the room and realize there is no one else in here; I wonder where my parents are and how long we have been asleep. I look back to focus on Smith now who is looking a little confused about Hermione but I don't give him a chance to even ask about it.
"So, how is Scor?" I say my voice strong though sounding a bit rusty.
He looks at Hermione one last time before deciding to go ahead and tell me what I need to know. "Well the prognosis is good." He says and I feel Hermione grasp my hand linking our fingers together as she breathes a sigh of what I assume is relief. "Are you the one who brought Scor in?" He asks looking at Hermione.
She nods her lips thinning in what I think must be sadness.
"Well, it's a very good thing you acted so quickly, you did the right thing with the brace and the splints, they saved Scorpius from some very painful therapy, and had your spell not slowed him down a bit, he very well may not have made it at all." He says gravely and I suck in a breath feeling my head spin with how close I came to losing my son. I sway on my feet a bit and I feel Hermione reach around my waist to steady me.
"Its okay, Draco, Scorpius is going to be just fine." She says firmly and I feel myself being pushed down into the chair. "Scor will fight and he is going to come back to us, everything is going to be okay, just as you said." She says in my ear and I turn to focus my gaze on her face.
I can clearly see hope in her eyes and I smile slightly realizing she said Scor will come back to us, not me, but us. Hope springs in my own heart and then I hear Smith talking again.
"We have Scorpius in a healing coma and will monitor him for the next 12 hours or so, after that he will be able to go home, although no brooms and no strenuous activity for a week. He will probably not feel like doing too much anyway his body needing to catch up from the extensive healings we have done." He finishes and I nod absently while Hermione says the one thing I keep thinking.
"When can we go in to see him?" She say quickly then again, "We need to see him." As if the answer, 'you must wait x amount of time before you may see him' is unacceptable and we will be let into his room now, or we will burst in. I smile at her courage then think to myself, well she is a Gryffindor, and the thought doesn't trouble me at all anymore, she is my Gryffindor, and I will do anything to make that happen.
"You may go in now, if you wish." Smith answers proving he is either very intelligent or knows about Hermione's excellent duelling skills.
Hermione says nothing in return just pulls me to my feet and half drags me into the joining room. I watch half in awe as she rushes straight to Scor's side after dropping my hand, she lightly grasps his uninjured arm, the injured one still in a magical splint even after being healed, and brings it to her lips kissing his hand softly.
"Oh, Scor, I'm so sorry I wasn't faster at stopping you, sweet-pea." She says softly and my heart melts at her guilt hoping I can make her understand that it wasn't her fault. "I hope you'll forgive me, and please heal quickly so I can see your beautiful eyes again soon." She adds leaning down and this time kissing his forehead.
I feel tears prickle behind my eyes and I blink quickly as I move to the other side of Scor's bed and lean down to kiss his forehead lingering a bit. "Hey buddy." I say and feel a tear or two escape not even caring if Hermione sees me, I'm just so happy Scor is alive. "I love you so much, and I need you to get better soon because I need your help with something, okay?" I say planning for him to help me win Hermione's heart. I burry my face against his little neck and breath in his sweet scent feeling so relieved that he is alive not knowing what I would do without him. "I love you." I mutter again and sigh not realizing that Hermione has left to give me some time with Scor.
*Hermione*
I watch in awe my heart bursting when Draco leans down to snuggle against his son, it is such a sweet tender, private moment I feel like I am intruding, so I leave to find everyone else and spread the joy that Scorpius should heal nicely. I close the door softly behind me and make my way down the hallway to another larger waiting room where I find Narcissa, Lucius, Ginny, Harry, James, Albus, and Ron.
"Ron!" I exclaim happy and surprised to see him, I rush towards him jumping onto his outstretched arms and he scoops me into his embrace swinging me around once chuckling a bit. I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze him once having not seen my best friend in months. "What are you doing here?" I ask smiling up at him as he sets be back on my feet. "I mean, I am so happy to see you!" I add at his bemused look.
"We can talk later, but we are all anxious to hear about Malfoy Jr." He says sounding and looking serious although the playful expression always so apparent in his eyes never goes away. I ponder a bit about him being so easy going about this whole thing.
I shake my self and nod once then turn to the worried looks on everyone else's face. "I'm sorry I got carried away when I saw Ron." I say embarrassed and Narcissa speaks up.
"It's okay dear, did the healer come in and talk to you, where is Draco?" She asks glancing behind me looking upset though stoic and regal standing tall.
"Yes, the healer came in to talk to Draco and I, and Draco is in with Scorpius right now." I say then continue, "I left them together for some privacy." And watch in horror as Narcissa starts crying as Lucius wraps his arm around her waist for comfort. I quickly continue realizing how horrible that sounded. "Oh, the healer said that Scor should heal up just fine, he is in a healing coma for the next 12 hours or so, but after that he will just be tired and sore." I rush up to Narcissa and add, "Please forgive me I didn't mean for that to sound like it did. I'm so sorry." I say feeling helpless to ease her pain.
She holds her hand up just as Lucius had done at the park when I was trying to apologize and I almost smile seeing the familiar gesture. "No, forgive me, I was expecting the worst and jumped to a horrible conclusion, what you said was just fine. I am thankful that you got to Scorpius in time and brought my grandson in." She says and I shake my head slowly.
"It was all my fault, had it not been for me." I say and Lucius cuts me off taking both my shoulders.
"Had it not been for you, our grandson would probably not be with us anymore, so stop right here young lady with the guilt." He says sounding firm and the look on his face is close to one that I would have seen years ago, saying 'don't argue I am right, so deal.' "I was there and had you not responded so quickly who knows, but the most important thing now, is that Scor with heal, and we can all just be grateful." He finishes and I nod slowly as tears come to my eyes, how can they be so accepting of me?
"Miss Granger, it is you I am in awe of being so accepting of us." Lucius says softly and I must have spoken out loud. I do the only think I can think of at that moment.
I throw my arms around Lucius' waist and hug him, he tenses up a bit then hesitantly wraps his arms around my shoulders and hugs me back. After a bit I let him go and step back, Narcissa is smiling down at me, and then I turn to my friends who all look a bit amused and shocked all mixed together.
"We are going to go down to Scor's room." Narcissa says and sets off along with her husband.
"So, some of that article must have been true, yes?" Ron says wryly.
I laugh at how absurd that newspaper article seems now. "Well, yes some of it was accurate, but you know that Skeeter cow." I say still smiling.
I watch as James slides off Harry's lap and walks over to me looking tired I look down at him with a questioning look on my face. "Do you forgive me for hurting Scorpius? Do you still love me?" He asks and his voice cracks and he starts crying again though still looking at me waiting for an answer.
I kneel down and wrap my arms around his waist and pull him on to my lap, "James, honey, you didn't hurt Scorpius." I answer him, and then pull him back so he can see my face, once he is focused on me I say slowly, "I will always love you, sweet-pea, you are such a wonderful man, and if you need to feel forgiven, then I forgive you, but Scorpius had an accident. It was not you fault nor was it anyone else's, accidents happen." I say and he seems a bit more at ease, "Do you understand?"
He nods slowly then get a worried look on his face, "Do you think he will still be my friend?" He asks hopefully, and I smile a little.
"I know he will still want to be your friend, because you are so cool." I say, he giggles a little, and then hugs me tightly.
"I love you Auntie 'Mione." He whispers to me, and I whisper I love him back.
James runs back to his dad who looks a little ill still, "Harry what's wrong?" I ask walking over to settle myself next to him. With Ron on my other side and Ginny next to Harry.
"I'm going to take the boys down to where I saw a play area, I'll be back in a bit, James will want to go see Scor." Ginny says and stands taking James' hand and heading off down the hall opposite way from Scor's room.
"I shouldn't have taken the last wards off the broom." Harry says sounding tormented, "Malfoy is going to killed me after he finds out what exactly happened." He scoffs a bit, "Who knew it would be Malfoy that finally offs me when Voldemort tried so hard." He says flatly and I laugh, at the silliness of the statement.
I shake my head at Harry, "Not you too, do I need to explain like I did to James?" I ask and I hear Ron laugh a bit.
"She's right, mate, like you could have known someone else was going to ride the broom." Ron says and I nod.
"Please don't beat yourself up over this, I'm sure we'll have to do it all over again with Scor when he wakes up." I say thinking that Scor is going to feel bad and wonder if James got in trouble, "Plus, Scor thinks you are the coolest guy ever, he would never blame you." I say and Harry smiles a bit.
"James told me how they met, it was kinda funny, and Lucius added what James said about Scor's mum." Harry says looking thoughtful, "My son is pretty great isn't he?" He says smiling goofily.
"Yes, he got it from his dad." I say then lean over to hug him.
We sit there for a while and we tell Ron about the impromptu dinner we had the other night, and I explain how I met Scor and consequently Narcissa, Lucius, and Draco again. Then Ron asks me the exact thing Harry did at the park.
"Do you fancy Malfoy?" Ron says looking serious.
I look at him for a bit then decide to be completely honest; "I think I have fallen in love with him, and Scorpius." I say seriously and nod my head.
Ron shakes his head a bit, and then shrugs, "Well, Harry says he isn't as much of a prat as when we were kids, so I guess, if you're happy." He trails off and I launch myself at him a second time happier than Ron will ever know that him and Harry have accepted this so easily and given me the chance to make up my own mind, though still standing by me as my friends.
Ginny comes back, and a few minutes after that, Narcissa and Lucius sweep into the room, and say that if we want to visit Scor, we are welcome to. We head down the hall and I finally ask someone what time it is feeling exhausted, I am surprised when Harry tells me it is almost six in the morning. We all walk into Scor's room James and Ginny carrying Albus first; James wanting to make sure Scor will still be his friend, and Ron and I in the back. James is a bit disappointed that Scor is asleep, but seems content to sit on the floor with Albus and play quietly.
At first it is a bit awkward Draco eyeing Harry and Ron and Ron eyeing Draco, then finally Ginny breaks the silence. "So when will the magical coma be wearing off?"
"Any time now." Draco replies and looks down at his son with such emotion on his face it takes my breath away.
"Um, Draco, I'm really sorry about the broom." Harry says sounding like he is waiting for Draco to hex him, Draco's head comes up with a look of complete astonishment on his face at the use of his given name by Harry and even Ron is looking at Harry if maybe he needs to be the one lying in the bed getting checked out by a healer.
Draco shakes his head a bit as if to clear it of too many thoughts, and says, "It wasn't your fault Scor jumped on the broom, he is obsessed with flying, and brooms fascinate him." Draco adds, "There was no way you or Hermione would have known that." He says and Harry lets out a breath he must have been holding in waiting for a verdict from Draco.
"Maybe you and Scor can come to the burrow sometime, we all get together with all the kids, and with so many of us, it is safer for them to learn to fly, having so many adults who played Quidditch." Ron suggests and this time all of us look at him in disbelief all our mouths falling open. He instantly turns red, and shrugs, "What?" He says sounding sheepish, "You're the two that went and made friends with him, I just figured I would follow along." Then Draco starts laughing and I join him as Harry shakes his head and Ginny just smiles.
"My 'Mione?" A soft little voice asks uncertainly into the quiet after Draco and my laughs die out, and my gaze snaps to the boy lying on the bed.
"Hey sweet-pea." I say softly as I rush to the side of his bed and take his little hand in mine, "How are you feeling?" I ask and his brow furrows a bit.
"What's sweet-pea?" He asks, and I smile.
"It means you are so sweet." I answer and his face falls a bit and I realize why, "Also it means I love you." I add and watch as his eyes light up. I hear Ginny let out a little gasp, then I ask Scorpius, "How do you feel little love-bug?"
He smiles up at me, "I feel okay, though my head hurts." He looks like he is concentrating a bit then asks sweetly, "May I have some ice cream, oh and maybe my Dragon?"
I hear Draco make a strangled noise and I look across the bed at him and he looks like he might be in pain, and there are tears in his eyes. I wonder what exactly made him feel so bad. The noise must have drawn Scor's attention also and he looks over at him.
"Daddy!" Scor says then tries to sit up, and Draco leans down and places his hand on Scor's chest to keep him lying back.
"Hey buddy, I'm so glad you are awake." Draco says softly as he smiles down at his son.
"Dad, do you have my Dragon?" He asks softly, Draco's face falls, but Ginny conjures a stuffed Dragon, clearly not the same as Scor's other one, but close and hands it to Draco. Draco looks shocked between the dragon and Ginny a couple times, then nods to Ginny and hands Scor the Dragon, which he accepts tucking it against his chest, seemingly happy with the look-a-like.
"'Mione brought you a couple of visitors, do you want to see who?" Draco says as he shakes his head a bit, and Scor nods turning to look at me.
I half turn and motion to Ron to come over, and he moves to the end of Scor's bed pulling Harry with him. I look back to Scor and smile, "Hey, I want you to meet another one of my friends, I think you may know who he is." I say and watch Scor look at me in confusion. "This is Ron Weasley." I say and Scor's eyes go wide when he focuses on Ron standing at the end of his bed.
"Wicked." He says then smiles hugely. "You're Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter, are you both here to see me?" He asks sounding like someone just told him he could have desert for a meal everyday for the rest of his life.
"Of course I came to see you, I heard 'Mione say she had a new friend that she really liked, so I had to come meet him." Ron says then sits at the end of the bed, "I have to say you are pretty cool." He smiles at Scor who looks euphoric at the complement.
"I am?" He says softly and Harry answers, "Of course you are!" Scor smiles up at Draco.
I feel someone pull on my pant leg, and I turn to see James standing there looking uncertain, I smile at him then say to Scor, "Look who else came to see you." I say and lift James up to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Hey, James!" Scor says excitedly, "You have to come over sometime, and maybe dad will take us both to a Quidditch game, sometime. Dad, I never got to tell you, James is my new best friend." Scor says rushing through his words clearly excited, and smiling like his face couldn't possibly do anything but smile.
James is smiling looking particularly relieved and Harry speaks up, "Hey I like Quidditch too, could I come along?" He asks innocently.
"Oi, me too, mate, I love Quidditch and did you know my sister there used to play professional Quidditch?" He says obviously wanting in on the action and Scor looks over to Ginny in awe who just smiles back at him, "You did?" He asks looking around the room as if just realizing that he is in fact so lucky to be around so many people who not only are famous and awesome, but who love him and want to spend time with him.
"Yes, I played professional Quidditch." Ginny says then nods to the other adults. "Did you know that your father played Quidditch at Hogwarts against Harry, Ron, and I?" Scor shakes his head no slowly then winces a bit and lies back looking a bit pale, before anyone can think to do or say anything Ginny continues, "I was a Chaser, Ron was Keeper, and Harry was opposite your dad as Seeker." She says and Scor's colour comes back slowly as he listens, "We played many times and as Draco was in Slytherin and the rest of us were in Gryffindor we were huge rivals, so we played hard and practiced a ton to always try to beat the other team. You will have to ask Harry what happened to his first broom, and maybe someday your father will tell you about the first time Harry and him flew together at school." She continues on and by the time she has finished, Scor had fallen back asleep looking peaceful.
I watch as Ron and Harry rise and make their way out of the room, Ron grabbing James and Harry picking up Albus, "Dad tell me what happened to your first broom." James asks and Ron laughs, "I tell the story better." Ron says before Harry can respond.
"Draco, we are going to head home and make the boys sleep, but if you need anything, don't hesitate to let us know." Ginny says sounding just like Molly. "Seriously." She adds and Draco nods once looking like he needs to say something Ginny just waits.
"Scor is very attached to his Dragon, once he found out that my name means Dragon in Latin, he never wants to be without it. I am trying to get him to let it go, but he told me once that it made him think of me, which made him happy." Draco says shrugging his voice cracking, "Thank you for thinking of it when he asked." He finishes and Ginny smiles at him and nods then hugs me and leaves.
I let out a small sigh of relief after talking to Scor, and close my eyes feeling overly tired now that Scor is really going to be okay. I don't hear Draco move but I jump a bit when I feel his arms snake around my waist coming to rest on my stomach his fingers linking together.
"Hey." He says softly in my ear and I feel butterflies in my stomach as I feel myself getting warm.
"Hey." I respond in a whisper and then I feel his lips against my neck as he kisses me once gently.
"You look sleepy." He states then I feel him kiss the other side of my neck.
I nod as my mouth goes dry and I am unable to speak. He slowly turns me around to face him and the look on his face is so surprising I can hardly fathom that he is looking at me. Does he care about me or is he just happy Scor is okay? Does he want something more than just friends and more beyond this bit of time together?
I gather my courage to ask but just as I open my mouth he says, "I have been thinking about you." He states as he searches my face looking for what I'm not sure. "Would you be willing to give me a second chance and let me take you to dinner?" He finally asks and I look him straight in the eye seeing the honesty and uncertainty there.
I smile slowly, then grin feeling so happy, "Of course, Draco, I would love to have dinner with you." I say then watch as for a second time, he lowers his face to mine and kisses me softly at the corner of my mouth. Just barely there but oh so sweet anyway, he leans back and smiles sweetly at me.
"Great, we'll plan for Monday night, yes?" He says softly and I nod my head in agreement the spot where his lips had touched mine still tingling. He smiles again then pulls me into a large overstuffed chair close to Scor's bed, and we settle in me half in his lap with his arms wrapped around me. I lean back against his chest feeling his heartbeat and sigh feeling content and happy.
Over the next couple weeks, Harry and I put our heads together to go about getting back at Skeeter, first off I decide to send her a complimentary 'makeover' from a brand new salon in Diagon Alley, luckily the woman who owns the salon was burned by Skeeter once upon a time. So I arranged for her to give Skeeter a 'special' package when she arrived for her 'makeover'. In the package was a hex, which turns her head into a bug, though her body stays the same, once the box is opened. After the transfiguration is complete a little message pops up from the box saying: If you didn't bug everyone with your lies, this would never have happened. I warned you once, this time I figured a little more action was called for. Exterminate your need to tell lies, or I will reveal ALL of yours. ~Hermione Granger.
I didn't tell her how to undo the hex, just told her that Harry would help her. She had no choice but to go to Harry who also threatened her as well telling her that there would be no more childish pranks that the next time she would be fined and jailed, for her being an unregistered animagous. Lastly just to really get her, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Draco and I gave an exclusive interview to Colin Creevy who works at the Daily Prophet and was always getting his stories scooped by Skeeter. The Daily Prophet was much more honest after that, especially since after Skeeter tried to write another lying article and her head turned into a bug again, Harry and I forgot to mention that if she ever tried to write another article full of lies the hex would re-start again.
Almost three weeks later on a Thursday the bell over the door dings announcing that someone has come into the bookstore. I make my way to the front and see Lucius Malfoy standing near the front counter looking around in interest. I glance around and try to see as if through another's eyes, not too long after Draco and I went on our first date, we had talked about me expanding to add a small café to serve drinks and a small variety of foods, nothing fancy just something to add to what I already have. So I magically expanded the store, and got to work building and putting together what I needed. I finally have everything ready, and on Monday Corey will start as my café manager.
"Good afternoon, Miss Granger." Lucius says and I shake myself out of my musing and focus on him.
I smile wryly and answer, "Good afternoon, and how many more times must I ask you to call me Hermione before you will?" I smile as Lucius' eyes spark and he smirks.
"You have your own answer, I think." He says simply, then reaches into his robes and pulls out a rolled up parchment. "Young Scor asked me to bring this to you." He says and I raise my eyebrow curiously even as I reach for the parchment and unroll it.
You're presence is requested at the
Sixth birthday of
Scorpius Severus Malfoy
Saturday the 12th of March, 2012
Two Thirty in the afternoon at Malfoy Manor
(Semi-formal dress)
(P.S. No need to R.S.V.P. 'Mione, you HAVE to come! Love~ Scorpius)
I laugh out once I get to the bottom of the note, and look up at Lucius, "I helped him write that, and I can now tell him, it was delivered and received." He replies smiling at me and I nod.
"I will be there." I say still smiling, Lucius stays for a bit longer asking me about the café and other things then takes his leave and I finish out my day thinking about what to get Scor for his birthday.
On Saturday I close a bit early, and make one stop to pick up Scor's present that wasn't done until today, then head home to change. I roll my eyes when I think to myself 'semi-formal' for a six year olds birthday party, but then shrug and pull the dress I got for today out of the closet.
When I went in search of something to wear, the shop lady told me it is an easy going semi-formal dress. It is a gauzy mid-thigh length dark green dress, with a modified sweetheart strapless neckline with vertical ruching along the bust and a shirred waistband at the empire waist. The handkerchief skirt has multiple layers of delicate chiffon a dark green that fades into shimmery silver along the hemline in each layer of chiffon. It is loose and flowy so that I will be able to play with the kids, but still be in the required semi-formal.
I hurry and dress then slip on some three inch silver-gray sandals, that have a single thick strap across my toes and have silver fabric that wrap across the top of my foot and around my ankles to tie on. They are really comfortable and I flick my wand to add a cushioning charm knowing I'm be on my feet quite a bit. I strap on a silver necklace with an emerald teardrop stone hanging from it, and slip on some simple silver hoops in my ears. I add a bit of make up and I straighten my hair and leave it down though I pin it to one side over my shoulder, then grab my bag, Scor's gift, my wand and floo to the Manor.
I didn't think too much about coming to the Manor until I go to step out of the floo and realize the last time I was here I almost didn't make it out. I stumble back a bit, choking out something indistinct, maybe calling for help, and reach out blindly for something to grasp onto as a panic attack sweeps over me. I drop my bag and Scor's gift clutching my wand and trying to still my breathing. My hand connects with the mantle and I just stand there breathing with my eyes closed trying to calm myself as vivid pictures of what happened rush through my head. I feel an echo of pain in my arm and I whimper trying to focus. I feel my head hurting in pains that are years old but apparently still very much fresh in my panic.
I faintly hear a voice and I feel arms come around me. A part of me recognizes the presence of this person so I don't try to harm using my magic I just freeze and hope this passes soon.
"Shh, love it is okay. Just breathe." The male voice says and I lean my forehead on the chest of the man. I breathe deeply and the scent is vaguely familiar. "Hermione, please blank your mind and take a deep breath, just one then let's let it go slowly." The voice says again, and I realize I am hyperventilating and I really need to get a grip. I force Bellatrix' face from my mind, and take as deep a breathe as I can, forcing myself to hold it for a second, then letting it out slowly just as the man holding me steady does also. Both of us stand there for a moment just breathing and finally things start to register.
Lucius Malfoy had found me, and helped me through the most embarrassing moment I can think of right now. I slowly lift my head to see his face and I see nothing but concern and sadness. I don't know why I assumed he would look down at me or make me feel less than I am, but I am more relieved than I ever thought I'd be to see the raw emotion on his face. I feel hot tears in my eyes but I blink quickly so as not to ruin my makeup. He smiles slightly and rubs a slow circle on my back obviously trying to comfort me.
"You okay?" He asks softly and I nod shyly.
"I don't know why this was so overwhelming, I didn't even think it would bother me until I stepped out of the floo and was alone." I babble and he nods in what I assume is understanding. "You used my first name." I say wryly, and he smiles slightly.
"Can I help at all?" I hear another male voice and I whip my head to the side.
I scrutinize the tall man and the darker skin and realize I know who it is, "Zabini?" I question.
He smiles and his whole person transforms into a very handsome man. He moves slowly though gracefully toward me and lowers himself to gather my bag and some of its contents that spilled out, and Scor's gift. He straightens and still smiling answers, "Yes, well I arrived just before you when Lucius and I were walking away from the travelling room we both heard a cry." He shrugs, "Knight in shining armour?" He suggests winking and I surprise myself by laughing, a bit shocked at how easy going he is around me.
I shake my head and hug Lucius, "Thank you, truly." I whisper in his ear and he just nods while still hugging me.
"Well, my brave knight who, might I add did absolutely nothing, would you care to escort me to the festivities." I ask and Blaise's jaw drops.
"Nothing?" He says indignantly, "Nothing except pick up your things." He says fighting to stay looking severe.
"Yes well, except pick up my things, which is ever so important." I say innocently and he laughs taking my arm we all join the party in the gardens.
Okay so you have all convinced me that this story could be a bit longer, maybe two more chapters… I apologize for taking so long to update, but I have had a very bad few days. I have been almost 2 chapters ahead in writing since I started this fic, but I regret to inform you I have nothing after this chapter. I have my ideas, and where I'm going but nothing written yet. I will try to find time to write this week, but no guarantees. I am a hairstylist for those of you who don't know and this weekend is prom…also I am working a lot otherwise, so I promise I will try! Thanks for reading, and I truly hope you enjoy! Please Please Review! ~Chelssizzle