Author's Note: IMPORTANT!! READ ME!! Alright folks, time for the vote/debate. This is the thing I've been debating with myself about forever. So I'm leaving up to you guys. Should Harry tell the Stenson's about the cancer? The reason's I'm slightly wary of doing this is because A) I don't want so many dramatic scenes that they take away from the other ones. (meaning I don't want the Stenson's reaction make say…Sirius's reaction to seem less dramatic or important.) B) I'm not quite sure how to write it. I have an idea of what it would be like, but it will be hard to write. (I haven't written it yet.) So it's up to you. Tell me what you guys want and try to convince me why I should or shouldn't put the scene in. If you want the scene, do you want Harry to tell them or for it to sort of slip from a friend (in which case I'd have to bring Kota to Hogwarts)? Please, give me your advice and any suggestions you have on their reactions or what you want. I'm sorry the posting has started to take longer, but it's really in your guys' benefit. Your wonderful reviews have inspired me to go back and improve the story so I've been writing like a mad woman!! So read and REVIEW so I know what to do!! Hey that rhymed!! Oh and a special thanks to Dadaiiro for recently reviewing all of my chapters!! Thanks!! That was so fun!!
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Ron and Harry were racing to the dungeons. Professor Trelawney had kept Harry after to discuss his future death a bit. Ron had waited for him. When Harry finally escaped his annoying professor, they had very little time to get to their next class, which just had to be Potions of course.
They sprinted along the corridors. When they turned a corner, there was a young girl, a first or second year. She was crying in frustration. Her bag had split and she was now trying to gather her books into her arms but there were too many and they kept slipping. She was glancing at her watch, obviously realizing she was going to be late for class. Ron and Harry paused. Ron caught Harry's eye and pointed to his own tie. Harry looked at the girl's. It was green and silver. Ron motioned for Harry to come on but Harry ran up to the girl.
"Hey, don't worry. This happens all the time," he said to the girl, helping her pick up her books. He quickly mended her bag with a simple spell and helped her put the books inside. "Where are you going?" he asked.
"Er…Transfiguration," she said as she wiped away some tears.
"All right, go to the end of this corridor and on your right there's a secret passage under the big tapestry. It'll take you right to the classroom," Harry said quickly, pointing the way.
"Yeah right," she snapped, looking at the red and gold of Harry's tie.
"Listen," Harry said with a kind smile, "I'm not trying to trick you, I promise. If it doesn't lead you straight to the classroom, tell Professor McGonagall that I gave you bad directions and she'll take off points."
"How do you know I won't just tell her that anyway," she asked cheekily.
Harry just smiled at her. "I guess I'll just have to trust you."
Harry followed Ron and they began running off toward the dungeon as the girl ran back to the tapestry, looking over her shoulder at Harry before disappearing underneath it.
"I can't believe you just did that, mate. She's a Slytherin for Merlin's sake. Of course she's going to lie. You should have left her. She would've gotten points off for Slytherin!" Ron breathed as they raced along more corridors. "Now we're really going to be late."
"Ron, she needed help. Don't you remember being a first year? If Prefects and the older students didn't help us out we would never have made it."
"Name one time a Slytherin Prefect helped us out. They don't help us and we don't help them. It's a general rule, Harry."
"Well, don't you think it's time that changed?" he asked as they approached the dungeon finally. Luckily the class was still waiting outside the door to the Potions room. As usual, the Gryffindors and the Slytherins were separated from each other, occasionally shooting glares at the other group as they waited for the Potions master to open the door.
"Ooh look everyone, it's Potty and the Weasel," Draco Malfoy drawled. The Slytherins sniggered as the Gryffindors rolled their eyes.
"Wow, Malfoy, that's really original. You've only been using that one since first year," Harry said, in mock surprise. "I mean, what will you think of next? Maybe you could make fun of Ron being poor and me being an orphan, you know, just to try something new."
The Gryffindors were now the ones sniggering as the Slytherins just glared.
"Well, why think of new ways to insult you when the old ones are so easy?" Malfoy retorted.
"Because people got bored after the first year of it." The Gryffindors all laughed in consent. "Even your cronies don't laugh very hard at your insults any more," Harry said calmly. He obviously had the upper hand in the situation. He turned away and began to talk to Hermione.
"So Potter, where were you while we were at Beauxbatons?" Malfoy asked. "I heard you were in the Hospital Wing the whole time."
Harry froze. Ron and Hermione both looked at him in surprise. He forced himself to look calm.
"Well where did you think I'd sleep when the wards around the dorms and common rooms were being strengthened?"
"Oh I don't know, perhaps in the kitchens with the dirty little house elves. I'm sure they'd have a pile of rags for you to sleep on. They'd remind you of those clothes you show up to the train station in each year. Is it some Muggle fashion to look like you sleep in a gutter, or are you just trying to fit in better with the Weasleys?"
Malfoy looked extremely pleased as Harry's face turned red and Ron started toward him with a fist raised. Harry and Neville grabbed Ron's arms to hold him back.
"Wow, back to poverty jokes. Once again, Malfoy, your originality astounds me," Harry said, glaring at the blond-haired boy. Ron calmed down and smirked at Malfoy for having his own insult used against him.
Suddenly the door slammed open and Snape looked around, trying to determine if anyone had been fighting. He told them to enter and walked back inside, robes billowing menacingly behind him.
When they got their potions started, Hermione leaned over.
"Harry," she whispered worriedly, "did you really stay in the Hospital Wing while we were gone?"
"Yeah," he whispered back, "but it was just like I told Malfoy. Plus they didn't want me staying in a secluded place when Death Eaters had been around the castle earlier. You know how it is. Overprotectiveness for the Boy-Who-Lived as always."
"So you weren't in there because something was wrong?" Ron asked in a hushed voice.
"No. Ask your dad, Ron, he saw me walking around the castle. I was fine! Nothing was wrong with me, honest."
Harry looked up and saw Snape looking at him. He had obviously heard at least the last part of their conversation. Harry couldn't read Snape's stony expression, but he knew his own was flushed with embarrassment.
Snape finally looked away, much to Harry's relief.
Snape went back to his desk to grade papers. If the situation would have been with anyone else, Snape would have kept the student behind and assured him or her that he would be there if they needed to talk. He had been the first one to discover the abuse after all. Somebody in that situation would certainly need someone to talk to, especially if they refused to let their friends know about it. He wasn't totally cold-hearted after all.
Any other student. But this was Harry Potter, son of James Potter. The same James Potter who used to be his worst enemy in school. James Potter who used to embarrass him in front of all his peers.
And Harry Potter wasn't any other student. Therefore, Snape let the boy slip out through the dungeon doors at the end of class without calling him back. Snape felt eased his guilt by reminding himself of all the awful things James Potter had done to him when he had been a student at Hogwarts.
As he remembered all the times James had bullied him, he easily pictured Harry doing the same to present students. The father and son looked so much alike after all.
By the time he had finished grading the papers, he felt fully justified in leaving the young Potter on his own.
"All right, Harry, good work. Now I want you to try it with all three of us against you," Dumbledore said, eyes sparkling. Harry was breathing hard from the duels he had just had with the three professors separately. Harry nodded. "Now remember," the headmaster continued, "it doesn't really matter the type of curses we throw. The main thing is to not get hit by any of them. Pretend each of them is an Unforgivable. That means no shields will work and you can only fight one of the three curses, so you can't absorb them. This is going to be pure dodging and firing back, from three directions. Are you ready?"
Harry nodded and the three professors surrounded him and began circling. Dumbledore shot a curse at him and Harry jumped out of the way. He ducked to avoid Lupin's curse and then quickly jumped to avoid one from Professor McGonagall. He tried to disarm his head of house but she easily blocked him. Harry jumped out of the line of a light from Dumbledore's wand, right into one from Lupin's wand.
He felt his legs spring together and become stiff. He lost his balance and fell forward to his hands in a pushup position.
Lupin quickly undid the Leg-Locker Curse and helped Harry up.
"That," he gasped, "is impossible."
"For most, I would say it is. For you, I say it isn't," Dumbledore said as they all drank some water. "When you concentrate, Harry, you seem to sense what your opponent will do. If you can tap into that and apply it to more than one person, I think you can do it."
"Okay," Harry said with a nod, "just give me a second to figure out how to do that."
The three professors laughed and surrounded Harry again, but waited for him to tell them that he was ready.
Harry closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He focused his concentration.
'Okay, three opponents. Where are they? What are they feeling?' he asked himself silently. Gradually, he felt them. He knew where they were. He opened his eyes and nodded.
"Ready," he said firmly.
He felt McGonagall getting ready to fire along with Lupin, but he knew the former would shoot the curse first, straight at his chest. Lupin would be aiming at his legs. He dodged McGonagall's curse and jumped over Lupin's, he felt Dumbledore shooting his off and moved right as the curse was being shot. Lupin and McGonagall both fired at the same time, and Harry had to dive to the ground to dodge them, immediately, rolling over as the headmaster shot one where he had just been lying. He rolled onto his back, dodging another curse, and shot a Body-Binder at the Defense professor. The spell caught Lupin by surprise and the man was soon on the floor, stiff as a board. Only two more to go and he had an idea what to do.
He started firing spells at the professors, purposefully to one side or the other, forcing them to dodge them in the direction he wanted. He sensed where they were. He shot one last curse at the headmaster's left side, making him jump to the right. They were now right where Harry wanted them, directly across from one another. He faced Dumbledore who shot a curse at his chest. Harry dove down. The curse flew past him, hitting the Transfiguration Professor instead, sending her down.
In the moment of Dumbledore's surprise, he jumped back to his feet and shouted "Expelliarmus!" The headmaster's wand was in his hand a second later.
Out of breath, Harry gave the headmaster back his wand with an exhilarated grin. He and Dumbledore undid their curses to the two professors on the floor. They both cheerfully congratulated Harry as he sank into a chair, drinking down another glass of water. Dumbledore's eye twinkled brightly.
"Excellent, Harry. You got Professor Lupin by using a vulnerable position to your advantage. He underestimated you since you were on the ground, and you used that. That was good with getting me to hit Professor McGonagall. I didn't even notice how you herded us into the correct positions until after I hit her. You used my moment of surprise to disarm me. Well done. Now what I want you to…"
The door opened, catching the attention of the four occupants of the room. It was Snape. When he saw that Harry was there, the memory of finding the boy bleeding on the floor of his relatives flashed through his mind, as it now did half the times he saw the boy. He quickly fixed his usual cold expression on his face.
"Er…I'm sorry, I didn't know I was interrupting something. I was just looking for you, Lupin. Here's the Wolfsbane Potion for this month," he said, carrying in a smoking goblet, which he handed to Lupin.
"Thank you Severus," Lupin said, setting the goblet down on his desk to drink later. Snape nodded curtly and turned to leave.
"Wait, Severus," Dumbledore called. Snape looked back and Dumbledore motioned him over. "But close the door if you may." Snape followed Dumbledore's instructions, looking around at the others suspiciously.
"Yes, Albus?"
"I'd like you to duel with Mr. Potter."
"What?" Snape asked glancing at the boy who looked surprised as well.
"Another duel?" Harry asked in disappointment. They had already done more that night than in any of his other tutoring sessions. He was ready to go crawl into bed and sleep for ten years.
"Yes. Just one more for tonight and then we'll let you go. Severus, we've been working on improving Harry's dueling skills in light of present circumstances. Harry, what I'm about to tell you is extremely confidential and it's important that you tell absolutely no one, not even your friends," Dumbledore said looking from Professor Snape to Harry. Harry noticed Snape rub his arm and realized what it was probably about.
"You mean about Professor Snape being a spy?" he blurted out. The four adults looked at him in surprise.
"How did you…The Dark Lord doesn't know does he?" Snape asked quickly.
"No no, we figured it out last year, Hermione, Ron, and I, that is. We knew you had the Dark Mark on your arm and the headmaster asked you to do something after the Tri-Wizard Tournament. It wasn't too difficult to put the pieces together. Besides," he said with a slight smile toward Dumbledore, "before the last attack, Professor Dumbledore told the other professors that you had been summoned to Voldemort so that was kind of a big clue as well."
Dumbledore let out a surprised laugh. "Merlin, I did say that didn't I? I didn't even think about that. Well, now that you know, I can tell you that Professor Snape is the only one of us with inside knowledge to the ways that Death Eaters are trained to fight. I think it would be very useful to see what that's like. I'd say, everything besides the killing curse will be fine. You're ready for the other Unforgivables, I'd say."
"But Albus, the way I duel is certainly too advanced for a student. Potter wouldn't stand a chance," Snape said with a superior look at Harry. Dumbledore smiled slyly.
"Well, we'll see about that," he said with a wink at Harry. The two professors behind him grinned, eager to see Snape's surprise with Harry's ability to duel. So far, only Dumbledore, Lupin, and McGonagall knew about the tutoring and the advances they had seen in Harry.
"Fine, as long as I'm not held accountable when I hurt the boy," he said, pulling out his wand.
Harry concentrated on Snape and suppressed a grin. Snape wasn't worried at all. Harry could sense his low expectations. This would be easy compared to his last duel. He set down his glass and pulled his own wand out.
He walked over and faced Snape. The two bowed as the three other professors leaned back in their chairs to watch.
"Remember Severus, I want you to use every dirty trick they've taught you and don't hold back. Anything goes, save for Avada Kedavra. Begin any time you wish."
"Expelliarmus!" he shouted, but Harry easily blocked the curse, not bothering to send one back yet.
Snape began to shout a curse at Harry, but seeing Harry start to jump left, shifted the direction of his wand quickly and shouted, "Imperio." Harry jumped right into the curse. The first one had been a fake, a bluff to see where Harry would move.
Harry felt the familiar wave of calm in his mind. A voice told him to lower his wand. Harry resisted rolling his eyes. Snape didn't know how well he could fight this particular curse. He was about to just keep cursing Snape, but changed his mind, letting a blank look slip onto his face. He remembered the headmaster congratulating him on attacking when the enemy lowered their expectations. He was going to see if he could do it again.
He slowly lowered his wand hand, maintaining the blank look. Snape looked smugly over at the professors.
"That was far too simple."
"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled. Snape's wand was in his hand a second later. Lupin and McGonagall both laughed as Snape's jaw dropped.
"You were saying, Severus?" the head of Gryffindor asked in delight.
"I liked the fake, Professor. You did that to see where I was going to jump, right? I'll have to watch out for that one," Harry said, handing the Potions master back his wand.
"I should let you know, Severus, that Harry is practically immune to the Imperius Curse.
"But I saw his face go blank, and he lowered his wand!" Snape protested.
"Yeah, I was just pretending so I could catch you off-guard. I guess I should have mentioned it earlier so it wouldn't have been unfair," Harry said politely.
"Nothing's unfair in dueling," Snape said looking interested. "Let's try that again. Ready, Potter?"
Harry nodded. He was tired but he could feel that Snape still had low expectations. He wouldn't miss the opportunity to prove himself to the man.
Snape definitely rose his level of dueling a few notches. He fired curses in almost immediate succession. Harry blocked and dodged, making sure to do the latter of the two each time he heard the word Crucio. He didn't bother firing any back until he could feel the opportunity.
"Crucio! Crucio!" Snape yelled, firing the curse at each of Harry's sides. He had to turn sideways and suck in his stomach to dodge them, but one came so close, it burned his back.
He felt himself tiring. He pointed his wand to Snape's left side and opened his mouth. Snape noticed and jumped to the right, just as Harry wanted.
"Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled, changing the direction of his wand at the last moment. Snape's wand flew through the air and Harry grabbed it. He quickly handed a surprised Snape his wand for the second time that night.
"Right before you came, Harry beat each of us separately, and then all of us together," Lupin said proudly.
"All three of you? Even you Albus? It was three on one?" Snape asked incredulously.
Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "What do you say, Severus? We could use your expertise. Shall we plan on a four on one duel for the next lesson?"
Everyone turned to Snape who slowly nodded. He looked reluctant, but curiosity seemed to overwhelm his doubts. "I'll be there. Potter needs to learn the dark side of dueling as well."
"Excellent," said the headmaster with a grin. "Now why don't you run off to bed Harry before you fall asleep where you're standing," he said kindly.
"I'll walk you there, Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall said after seeing Harry stumble slightly. Harry knew she just wanted to make sure he made it back without nodding off in the hallway.
"That's all right, Professor. I can manage," Harry said with a slight blush.
"I insist. It's on my way."
Harry nodded and said goodnight to the other professors before he and Professor McGonagall left the room.
"I'm very proud of you, Harry. You're doing an excellent job," she said with an affectionate smile.
"Er…thanks Professor," Harry said sheepishly. He paused remembering something. "Professor, by any chance, did one of your younger Slytherin students tell you that I gave them bad directions to your classroom?"
The woman looked confused. "No, why?"
Harry smiled. "No reason. Just proof that not all Slytherins are bad, I guess. They really got stuck with a bad reputation, huh?"
"Yes. Yes they definitely did. Each house has students with great qualities, but people generally recognize only those who stand out the most in them. For Slytherin, most often the—well, the wrong type stand out the most, and the house is now often associated with dark wizards," Professor McGonagall explained with a sigh.
"And I guess when everyone thinks of you as bad, it's a lot easier to act badly toward others," Harry mused thinking of the girl snapping at him earlier. She wasn't a bad person, Harry could see as much, but she had probably been treated as little other than an evil Slytherin and was therefore on her guard against anyone in a different house.
"Exactly. However, it's difficult to convince people of that when the prejudices are so etched into everyone's mind."
"It sure doesn't help that Slytherin's pretty much chosen Malfoy for their spokesperson, well, at least for the fifth years."
Professor McGonagall smirked. "I didn't hear that, Mr. Potter."
They soon arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady and Professor McGonagall went on to her own rooms.
Harry stumbled into the common room, stifling a yawn. The lesson had gone on longer than usual and most of the other students were in bed. There were only two left: Hermione and Ron, who were still up waiting for him. They both hid books as Harry collapsed into a chair near them.
They had been doing it since they found out about Harry's cancer. Harry knew they were trying to find anything to help. He had tried to tell them that he'd been through all of the books they were looking through several times already and that there was nothing, but they obviously wouldn't believe it until they saw it.
A few days after they had returned from Beauxbatons, Harry had started getting random dizzy spells. They'd be walking to class or sitting around talking when Harry's vision would go whitish. He had to stay really still for a few seconds before it would return to normal. Days before, Harry had had a dizzy spell while he was walking from Divination and had begun swaying. Ron had held onto Harry's shoulders until he could see again and stopped swaying. Harry had insisted that it wasn't anything serious, but Ron had only frowned and later skipped dinner to go to the library. He had never seen his friend put so much fervor into researching something, though Harry already knew his friends would find nothing.
Harry didn't really understand why they attempted to hide it. Maybe they just didn't want to bring up the topic with Harry more than they had to. Or maybe they didn't want get his hopes up that they'd find something. Maybe he'd scolded them for being over-concerned one too many times. Either way, Harry had given up trying to make them give up, silently agreeing to ignore it. He secretly was touched that they seemed to care so much.
"Wow mate, you look wiped," Ron said bluntly.
"Thanks Ron," Harry murmured sarcastically.
"So, tell us about it," said Ron.
"Better make it short so we don't have to carry you up to your dorm," Hermione added.
"I dueled each separately, then the three of them at once. Then I dueled Snape twice," he murmured, his eyes resting closed.
"And you won?" Ron asked excitedly. Harry nodded.
"Except for the first time dueling the three professors at once. Lupin got me with a Leg-Locker."
"Harry! You're supposed to take it easy!" Hermione admonished.
"I'm fine, 'Mione, really. Just tired."
With his closed eyes, Harry missed the worried look that shot between his two friends.
"Well, mate, time for bed, I'd say. Let's go," Ron said standing up. Hermione gave him a thankful look.
"Mmm…s'okay. 'M gonna sleep here tonight," Harry mumbled.
"No way, Harry. Come on now, don't make me levitate you," Ron said, pulling on one of Harry's limp arms.
Harry opened his eyes and let himself be pulled to his feet. "Fine, but only 'cause I'm scared what would happen if you tried to levitate me."
Ron made a face at Harry. The two boys said goodnight to Hermione and started up the stairs.
Somehow, Harry made it up to the fifth year boy's dormitory with only the occasional push from Ron to keep him going. Harry stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed, asleep before even hitting the pillow.
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Dadaiiro: Wow!! You reviewed to every chapter in the last few days!! That's so exciting!! I loved seeing your reactions as you went along because I usually only get that from the reviewers I've had since the beginning. I'm figuring that most of your questions got answered as you went along. I'm worried about Harry too, I mean poor baby has a major stressful life!! (Course, I guess I helped make it that way huh? *evil laugh*) Even if it will only be a very short while, it means so much to Harry that Sirius is free! He knows now that he'll get to spend his last few weeks with someone who cares about him instead of the stupid Dursleys. About Kota talking with George… I'm putting up another vote/debate in a later chapter about something along that lines, so whenever I write IMPORTANT in my A/Ns at the top, read it so you know to vote!! Thank you for the wonderful reviews and I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Eowyn of Ithilien: OMG your review had me laughing sooooo hard I was crying! I'm glad you like the scene where Harry tells the Stensons about his magic. I'm rather fond of it myself because I can just picture the dropped jaws and wide eyes and wondering if somebody had spiked my drink! The 20's Charleston music at Beauxbatons is exactly along the lines of what I was thinking! I LUUURVED it!!! I still read your review and laugh my arse off!! Snape: glitter for all!! Can you imagine if he actually did that while he was drunk and then, when sober, was showed the moving pictures of it? I'd love to see his face then!!! LOL If you wrote fanfiction, I think I'd have a heart attack from laughing so hard.
Keronshara: Lol. Thank you so much for the mercy upon my future grandchildren. I'm slightly confused though. Do you like cliffies or no? I hope this update was quick enough as to not incur your wrath. I'm trying to improve the story so the updates are taking slightly longer than they used to. I hope this does not spark your rage. hehe
LizhowHP: Of course I'm going to work in the cancer thing!! Everyone seems very anxious for it, but just be patient, it'll all work in and soon. Well, join the vote/debate/advice reviewing for the "Should the Stensons know?" question! I'd love to know what you think!
Phoenix220: I have to intersperse some not so exciting chapters in here to make the exciting ones stand out. Lol. Also, even though Harry's life is very…intense, he does have some days off from the extreme excitement. For your Ch 13 question, the students didn't go home, they were sent to Beauxbatons in the middle of the night by train. You're right about not mentioning the cancer thing. I guess there's just not much else for them to say about it. Harry is still in contact with them using Hedwig and so I'm sure they've thanked him a million times and knowing Harry, he's begged them to stop thanking him. So modest. Excitement will return so read read read!!
Maximum Poofy-Queen of AU: Harry is just a stubborn boy who seems to be most content with keeping his problems to himself. Blame it on the upbringing I say! That would be a very depressing conversation. I wouldn't be looking forward to it either. Anyways, it'll be addressed soon enough. Loved hearing from you as always!!
Fantagal: I know! I was crying throughout the end of the 5th book! Of course, I love how on ff.net everyone just seems to ignore his death. We were just like, "We could acknowledge it, but we won't because we're in denial!" myself included of course!
SiRiUsLy ObSeSsed1: I love your pen-name!! I'm glad you like my punishment for the Dursleys. I thought it'd be so funny for Aunt Petunia to be at her little tea parties and trying to find a comfortable way to sit on her tail, and Uncle Vernon having to find excuses not to remove his hat at work, or ever. Lol. Harry has at best, to July. Hmm…wonder how that'll work out. *evil knowing grin*
Ambookworm247: Thank you for the review and the wonderful compliment! I hope you continue to read. There are definitely some more sad scenes and there are happy scenes too! Hope you liked the chappy!
Dark Peppermint: Yeah Dursley smackdown!! *Grabs a pot from own kitchen* Let's go!!
KaptainKangaroo: LOL! Evil plot to make me dance like a crazed lunatic. That evil plan is so awesome!! I'm glad you liked that line! It gives me a fun mental picture. Feel free to critique anything you want! Yeah, Harry's having a little break now from the drama. Well, he still has to deal with Malfoy and school, but compared to other stuff, that's like a trip to a weekend resort with gorgeous topless men giving massages….oh wait, my fantasy not his. Hope you liked this chappy!
Jackie: I'm sorry to disappoint you 'bout the kidnapping and glad I made you feel special! Hehe. Hope you liked this chapter
Shdurrani: Thanks! I wasn't actually planning on doing Kota/George, just having her fancy him. But would you like that? It's given me an idea. Pay attention for the next vote topic which will be coming up within the next few chapters! Hope you liked this chapter!
Trapper's Girl: Thank you! I'm glad you like this story. I know, the updates are getting slightly longer apart, but I promise to never go over a week without an update unless some extreme circumstance comes up (kidnapping, explosions, having to go save the world again, you know those type of circumstances). There are quite a few chapters left actually. I'm not sure exactly how many since I keep adding stuff, but it's not going to come to an abrupt end or anything! Never fear!
Terence: #1 Story?? Really?? Aww, you make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Yes I've read the 5th book!! I went and got it at midnight! It's quite a funny story actually, with much getting lost, riding on top of cars, security guards, scary men, solitary unmarked vans, banging on doors, running around with quilts draped around our shoulders (it was so cold!) and writing "Hermione is Hot" on my best guy friend's arms! But that's a story for another time and I think you had to be there.
Lauren: Thanks! You'll have to see about the cancer issue! *grins knowingly* hope you liked the chappy!
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