Title: The Woman I Love: Daughter of Eve (3/?)
Author: Jade
Straight co-written/beta-ed by UFO
Author email: silveray@schnoogle.com
House: Schnoogle
Category: romance, action/adventure
Keywords: D/H time travelling
Spoilers: All books
Rating: R
Summary: Hermione lost something very important to her and it
draws her into the depths of magic, the Mystic Triangle. Too
soon, Hermione learns about evil, light, happiness and Draco
Malfoy. Rated R for inappropriate words and suggestive scenes
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations
created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but
not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast
Books, and Warner Bros. No money is being made and no
copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Sources are at
the bottom of page.
A/N: I know most of you think I don't have the Draco/Pansy
relationship sorted out but I do. Draco and Pansy are sort of
difficult to figure. Draco considers her at times as a
distraction (when he is mad at Hermione or she at him) and at
times as a nuisance (When he is happy with Hermione) while Pansy
is not really in love with him or wants his money. She just wants
him, not as some kind of trophy but just to have him adore
her like other boys. I cannot really explain it, you would just
have to make it out yourselves. Another thing, I have recently
become fascinated with Morgan le Fay (like I did with Elizabeth
I, last year) and next chapter will feature one of Liz's favorite
historical character (hint: Female). I have also decided to list
sources at the end of each chapter for your use. I need your
help: What do you think of a Harry/Ron? What about a
Ron/Hermione? And who should I pair Harry with if I don't like
Ginny? AND I need a yet another beta-reader. None of mine
replies. If anyone is wondering, this chapter is not beta-read
you will find my good copies at schnoogle.com. My YAHOO! Group
link is at the bottom along with a URL because links don't work
at ff.net
A
fool I was to sleep at noon,
and wake when night is chilly
beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
A fool to snap my lily.
My garden-plot I have not kept;
Faded and all-forsaken,
I weep as I have never wept:
Oh it was summer when I slept,
It's winter now I waken.
Talk what you please of future spring
and sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow—
Stripp'd bare of hope and everything,
No more to laugh, no more to sing,
I sit alone with sorrow.
--Christina Rosette (1830-1894)
Ginny moaned and rubbed her eyes. She jerked up,
Draco...
With cheerful spirits she dressed and waltzed into the common
room leaving behind sleepy roommates. Floating down the steps she
heard a voice.
" Course you can Harry! You are the bravest wizard I have
ever seen! She won't mind a bit!"
Ginny stopped in her tracks...
Harry!
Hermione read the verse and sucked in a breath to whistle once more before she left. However she thought she heard hooves and something in her head pulled her back...
The unicorns whisper...
Hermione spun around and before her very own eyes was a
unicorn. She tentatively took a step forward. It nervously pawed
the ground then looked up at her. Hermione took the time to study
it.
The unicorn was about five feet tall. It's mane shone in the
moonlight, but something else caught Hermione's eyes. The horn.
Its silver tip sparkle-radiating energy. Something forced her
to... she could not help it.
Hermione brought her hand up and touched the horn. Suddenly
Hermione felt a light sensation traveling through her body from
her toes to her head. She took a step back and looked into the
unicorn's eye.
Are you her?
Hermione jerked around looking for a source for the voice.
It is I...
Hermione slowly turned to face the unicorn.
"You?" she whispered. The unicorn jerked its head up and down as if nodding. "B-but do you mean its me then? Why?" said Hermione nervously. The unicorn locked eyes and said something she hadn't expected...
Because you need it.
Hermione tripped over a bush and held on to the unicorn to
keep from falling. The last hour was one of the most amazing
hours of her life. The unicorns had told her that Draco was
indeed one of the triangle. Then it led her to camp to meet one
of the older unicorns that had told her something she could not
make out. Then it offered her his name...Opulenses. Hermione was
grateful it told her its name. Then the unicorn that brought her
there took her back.
Hermione sighed and then said to the unicorn, "He told me
his name"
The unicorn turned its head sharply,
He did?
Hermione nodded
You must be special than I think...
They walked in silence for a while then Hermione spoke up, "How am I special?" The unicorn did not respond.
We have arrived...
True, they had. Hermione could see the castle of in the distance.
Thank you for coming, student Hermione.
Hermione turned to the unicorn, "What if I need you again?"
We will find you...
Hermione nodded. She hesitated then plunged on ahead, "What if I want you? I can't call you without knowing your name..."
Me Novus...
Hermione nodded again then said, "Novus, How am I special?"
Me not know, Student Hermione, Goodbye.
"Whoa-"
Goodbye
Hermione looked around wildly but Novus was gone. Without a second thought she turned and started running towards the castle.
Dear Pansy
meet me in the Astronomy tower tonight at six. I can promise you
the time of your life. Remember to tell my father about it heh
heh.
Love Draco
Draco sighed. He just came back from the Astronomy Tower.
Although he just did it so Pansy would brag to his father, Draco
could not say he did not have fun.
Let us just hope the slut convinces fathers I'm not after
that mudblood.' he thought darkly.
"Professor Dumbledore!" protested Hermione; "We
both know I am not part of the triangle why deny it?"
Albus smiled secretively,
"How can you deny it, my dear Hermione?"
Hermione had just gotten back from the forest when Dumbledore met
her and asked her to follow him. He quietly explained the
procedure to Hermione,
They suspected she was part of the triangle.
Hermione thought it was ridiculous. She had thought of the
possibility of it but then it did not make much sense. He had
brought her to the infirmary and Madam Pomfrey fed her a potion.
This was to find out her rank. She thought she might get about
five hundred (A/N: She's smart and she knows it), one thousand at
the most.
" Time," said Dumbledore.
Hermione gulped. Although the triangle meant almost nothing to
her, she did want to know what her rate was and usually
she would have to wait until she was eighteen to find out but if
Dumbledore was offering to... there was no law against it was
there?
Hermione felt ill for a moment and before she knew it, smoke was
rising from her body. Feeling dizzy, she heard Madam Pomfrey gasp
before she fainted.
"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! La ooooooooooooh! Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! La oooooooooh! La-"
Blaise Zabini was very happy today; She had just discovered another hidden talent of hers!
" - Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! La -"
Moreover, everyone seemed to be okay with it.
" -Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! La -"
But not for long...
"Blaise! Stop that!" grunted Crabbe,
"Yeah," said Crabbe, "You sound like Longbottoms
toad"
Blaise opened her mouth indignantly but at that second Draco
walked in.
"Draaaaaaaaaaaaaaacooooooooooooooo!" she sang,
"Get your goons out of here before I crucify them..."
she sang.
" What's going on?" barked Draco.
" Blaise is singing bad" grunted Goyle,
"Not true!" whined Blaise, "I happen to know that
my voice is sent from-"
"- the pits of hell, now get out Zabini!" said Crabbe
with a disgusted look on his face.
Blaise put her hands on her hips and glared at the two of them.
" If my daddy found out about what you said, he would-"
"Hug you and pet you and call you his princess," said
Goyle starting to enjoy himself.
" Yeah!" said Crabbe, knowing Blaise was very touchy
about her parents, "Then of course beat the crap out of us
and-"
"feed us to his two-headed dragon!" (Jade: Funny, in
this scene they almost seem smart...)
It was a well-known fact that Blaise's father was thin and bald
and could not afford a dragon with one head let alone two. Blaise
turned and glared at Draco. He shrugged hoping Blaise would
forget about him.
Blaise was about to say something when Pansy Parkinson took the
opportunity to cut her off.
" Hello everybody!" she sang,
Draco smiled as his girlfriend walked into the common room. Time
for some major snogging...
Hermione groaned.
Her head felt like there was an alarm going off every other
second.
She opened here eyes to be greeted by Madam Pomfrey.
" Ah!" she said her blue eyes twinkling, "You're
up! Hold on I will go get Albus..." She bustled of and came
up after five minutes with Dumbledore.
" Ms. Granger. Are you ready to be told your rank?" he
said merrily.
Hermione nodded nervously.
" Well, Ms. Gran-"
"But," cut in Hermione, "Professor. Even if I am
part of the triangle. It won't go with the prophecy of the
book!"
" Hermione..." said Dumbledore smiling, "That book
is five hundred years old. More ways of the triangle have been
discovered..."
Hermione screwed up her eyes in thought
"Well...are you ready?" Dumbledore asked. Hermione
nodded.
" Your rank is... nine thousand, seven hundred and fifty six
point three." He said, "And may I add that- oh
dear!"
Hermione had fainted.
"This is a story about Draco Malfoy, who was having a
wonderful life until a nutter called Albus Dumbledore nabbed him
and locked him up in his own schools infirmary..."
Draco Malfoy was not in a good mood...
"...And proceeded to tell him about some fairy tale about a
triangle that involves some Chinese feng phooey..."
This was partly because this funny tale he is telling you about
is true...
"...And then he comes up with the idea that some
three-headed beast wants to destroy him and-"
Well not all of it is true
"Are you quite done Mr. Malfoy?" asked Madam. Pomfrey
irritably.
Draco Malfoy was sitting on a bed in the infirmary wing swinging
his pajama-covered legs (U.F.O.: Wouldn't you like to see that?
Sorry, just had to put it in here...) not knowing what Professor
Dumbledore was scheming.
" Do you know my rank yet?" he asked.
" No..." said Madam Pomfrey fluffing his pillows before
pushing hi, "Dumbledore will tell you- here he is!"
"Hello Mr.Malfoy!" said Dumbledore his blue eyes
twinkling. Draco mumbled something inaudible.
" Sorry did not catch that. Care to repeat it again?"
said Dumbledore cheerily.
" Alternatively, did you mean 'dare to repeat it again'
murmured Draco. Dumbledore pretended not to hear.
" So Mr. Malfoy. Your rank is almost as much as Ms.
Grangers. She is part of the triangle in addition, you know... so
are you ahem, sorry. Your rank is... nine thousand, six hundred
and fifty nine."
Draco tried to hide his disbelief.
" ...And Granger's?" he asked testily.
" Oh!" said Dumbledore, "sorry, extremely
confidential that is, if you please..."
Draco nodded, "a question?" he asked timidly,
Dumbledore motioned for him to continue,
"Who do you suppose is the last person in the
triangle."
Dumbledore smiled, "we have reasons to believe it is Mr.
Potter."
Draco groaned inwardly. Moreover, just when he was hoping to
march into potions and announce his rank in front of poor Mr.
Not-so-perfect-anymore Potter's face.
" How do you know? Are you sure?" said Draco, hoping
there was a way Dumbledore was incorrect.
Dumbledore ignored him, "My, my. Would you look at the time!
I will be seeing you later Mr. Malfoy I trust?"
Draco nodded half-heartedly.
Dumbledore smiled, "Good day Mr. Malfoy!"
He sweeped out on that note.
Draco Malfoy's life had changed that day.
" Well well, hello Weasley!"
Ron groaned, by the better-than-thou look on his face, Ron was
ready to bet Dumbledore had told Malfoy about his seemingly
unnatural powers.
" What d'you want Malfoy?" he asked wearily, not
waiting for an answer he ducked into the library (where he
assumed Draco Malfoy would not be caught dead)
Fate had not been good to Ronald Weasley, he now realized that.
It had now hit him that he had no:
This had made poor Mr. Weasley very upset, it did not help
that his best friend had all of the above. Infact the only thing
that he had that Harry did not was 'parents'. Ron supposed he was
lucky to have a living mother but would it really be that
bad if you were the boy-who-lived? Ron felt guilty even thinking
about it but was it not true?
Besides, he thought to himself, Its not like I see them
often, they are too busy with the rest of my siblings
As much as he loved his sister he could not help resenting her a
little bit. She was the baby of the family. Bill had
Charlie, Fred had George, Percy had his books, Ginny had her
parents and Ron had nothing but his know-it-all friend and
scar-head mate who probably expected him to worship the ground he
walked on.
However, said Ron to himself as he plopped down in a seat,
I would not ever do that, boy-who-lived will just have to live
with it!
It also bothered him that Harry and Hermione both had good looks
and grabbed the attention of girls and boys wherever they went.
The worst part of all of this was that Ron had not been selected
for the quidditch team. He was horrified at that. Every one of
his brothers, except Percy, had played quidditch for their house
and Ron would rather die than be equal to Percy Weasley.
However, what Ron did not know was that people did admire
him. He also didn't realize that he was better looking than half
the boys in Hogwarts. He was too busy comparing himself to Harry
and Hermione. A small nagging voice in his brain tried to tell
him that but Ron stubbornly ignored it as he went into self-pity
mode.
Hermione glared at Draco.
It was the last lesson of the day and Draco had completely ruined
it by spilling lotion concoction all over her. Then apologizing
in an unnaturally profound way. After asking Malfoy what had
gotten into him, she demanded what Dumbledore said to him last
night.
Draco of course denied any meeting with Dumbledore leading
Hermione into a temper. Therefore, she mocked his looks making
him go into a fit of fury. Then came the regular insults and
tears, causing Professor. Snape taking twenty points off
Gryffindor and a detention then hastily informing Draco to join
Hermione when he realized Professor. Dumbledore had entered the
classroom to ask for a word with Harry.
" Malfoy," whispered Hermione, "Will you ever stop
using the word 'Muggle' as a derogatory term?"
Draco scowled, "The word 'Muggle' is a derogatory
term!"
Hermione stuck her tongue out in distaste, "Why do you have
to act so evil?"
" I am evil..."
"I don't think you are,"
"You keep telling yourself that, Granger."
Why do you have to be such a... such a Slytherin!"
said Hermione failing to think up more insults,
"ouch, that hurt..."
Hermione groaned.
The bell rang and the third-year students streamed in.
"The Bermuda Triangle is..."
Draco's ears perked up. He was in History of magic and as usual
was not paying attention, rather thinking about ways to seduce
Genevieve Delacour the new Defense-Against-Dark-Arts professor
who blushed everytime Draco smiled at her. He slowly raised his
eyes to the faint form of Professor Binns. He listened to what
the 'old coot' was going on about.
" ...of course the Bermuda triangle is related to the
prophecy, the lesson that I have covered yesterday..."
Draco mentally slapped himself for not paying attention in class.
" ...Miami is one of the places located in the triangle.
About a hundred Muggle ships and planes disappeared in the area.
The Bermuda triangle is not a sunken Atlantis or a time warp. It
is Infact a porthole through to the depths of magic. Only the
chosen muggles go there. The minute they enter the triangle the
are turned magic. If they want to be magic they will be part of
the community, if not... then they are given new identities in
the muggle world and have their memories erased. another mystic
place is Stonehenge..."
Draco shook his head disgusted with himself. He didn't notice
that he was staring at Hermione Granger again until the bell
rang.
" Draco!" came a familiar annoying voice,
Ooh crud.
Before anyone knew it, December creeped up on them bringing
'good tidings and cheer'. A blanket of snow covered the grounds
of Hogwarts, making it look like some sort of wonderful heaven.
Hermione was taking a walk just after the second snowfall
admiring the way the snow rested on the thinnest of branches
looking like it was meant to be there forever.
She stood for a moment by the lake to observe its frozen surface
when something silver caught her eye. She sighed then walked over
to the person who owned the so-called 'silver thing' and sat down
where he was, beside the rocks.
" What are you doing here?" asked Draco Malfoy sullenly
without looking at her.
" Why do you care?" said Hermione smirking,
" Is it a crime to ask a question?"
" Is it a crime to sit where I want?"
" No it isn't..." said Draco leaning back on his arms,
"Don't play games Granger, where is Potter and
Weasley?"
" Somewhere..." said Hermione letting out a deep breath
letting her head rest on the cool hard surface of the rock.
Draco imitated her.
They stayed that way for a good ten minutes letting out
occasional sighs. Then...
" Hermione?"
" Hmmm..."
" Could we ever be... friends?"
" I don't know " said Hermione closely studying Draco's
face. Wisps of blonde her fell across his forehead. His gray eyes
and pale skin made him look one with the atmosphere. Draco shook
his head and stood up as did Hermione.
" I'm going," she said after a while.
" Go " said Draco resentfully.
Taking one last troubled look over her shoulder, Hermione
proceeded to walk towards the castle.
'Here it goes' thought Hermione, whimpering as she entered the
forbidden forest.
Hermione had decided earlier that day that since Dumbledore was
not going to help her she had the right to find out more about
the triangle herself and the Unicorns could tell her more
then (she regretfully admitted to herself) books. The forest was
usually scary but even more so at this time of the night. The
trees looked like skeletons leering down at her. Hermione
shivered. Millions of stones littered the ground cutting into her
white petite shoes, she winced as she stepped on a particularly
large one. She opened her mouth to call Novus but before she
could she was seized by the waist and knocked out by a blow on
her head.
Hermione woke up with a start. The young Gryffindor was lying
on what looked like a bed made out of musty straw.
" So you're up?" came a voice. Hermione turned around,
startled.
Standing infront of her was a handsome, ten-foot tall Centaur.
His mane was chocolate brown and his equally brown hair made his
complexion look pale. "Like something to eat?"
Hermione nodded dumbly. The Centaur gave her a brilliant smile
then left.
Hermione took the time to study her surroundings. She was in what
she figured was a tent. There were three more beds not unlike
hers. A small mahogany table was sitting in the middle of the
room. Other than that, the small room was bare.
The centaur trotted inside with a porcelain plate in his hand. He
gave it to Hermione shyly. Hermione examined the food,
"er... what exactly is this?" she said uncertainly,
"Pickled Murtlap," said the Centaur, "I made it
myself"
Hermione felt a wave of nausea.
" I am er- a herb-etarian?" said Hermione weakly.
The looked at her strangely then nodded.
Hermione suddenly felt hot,
"er... um... sorry but what's your name?" she said.
"Leviculus Sereno le Adolescens, Student Granger,
Sereno" said the Centaur smiling.
Hermione stared at him, startled.
"...And how did you know mine?" she said carefully,
The Sereno grinned obviously pleased with himself,
"It is the way of the men of Centaurs"
He said this like he wanted to say it for a long time.
Hermione took a deep breath, "How did I get here?" she
asked. Sereno raised an eyebrow, "You were attacked by a
fleet of Acromantulas. Then- I saved you, you know. There were
billions of them and I saved you-"
"-for which I am grateful" interrupted Hermione knowing
where this was going, "now what are you going to do with me?
Not fry me I hope."
Sereno laughed, "oh no, we are what you call beast-etarians?
As for you, we will ask Vox Caelestis"
"Vox Saltesty?" said Hermione confused.
" Regina Vox Caelestis. Our Queen, Morgan le Fay" said
Sereno looking bored, "She is a Centaur. A very special
one..."
Hermione frowned, "how so?"
Sereno clucked his tongue impatiently, he was obviously tired of
entertaining her.
" While all of us look like part horses. Regina is part
unicorn. She was taught at Hogwarts too. The ruler of our tribe.
Some say she's older than the forbidden forest but she doesn't
confirm or deny it."
Hermione stared, wide-eyed.
" How did that come about?" she said eagerly,
The young Centaur wriggled his body frustrated,
" I don't know." He said, "Ask her. If she wants
to tell you she will if not-"
At that moment a blonde-haired Centaur walked in.
Sereno's eyes immediately softened. "Formositana" he
said fondly,
Formositana smiled, "Salus Sereno" she said lightly,
"You are not scaring our guest?"
Sereno shook his head quickly, "Oh no, Regius."
Formositana giggled. Her laughter sounded like bells. "I am
not queen yet silly." She said, her bright blue eyes
sparkling, "Appelez-moi un royal quand je deviens un"
Sereno shook his head shamefully, "I do not remember"
Formositana turned to Hermione, "I am Ymber Formositana, Vox
Caelestis's heir. Welcome to Avalon, Miss Granger."
Hermione looked ready to faint. (Jade: Hermione does alot of
fainting doesn't she?)
Harry took a deep breath to calm himself down. Hermione was
missing. Dumbledore refused point blank to help him. He found out
earlier that evening that his rank was ten thousand, and fifteen
point two, but even that refused to cheer him up. Hermione
sometimes did vanish on weekends and denied to tell him where she
was. However, he had a feeling that today was different. Partly
because it was not likely, that Hermione could survive an hour
without asking what his rank was and partly because he had a
feeling in his gut.
He glanced at Ron who was sitting beside him fiddling with his
handkerchief. Similar thoughts passed through Ron's head. It was
killing him to be sitting there helpless and not doing something
to help Hermione.
He knew that Dumbledore would never let a student in danger but
It would help if he gave a small clue to the missing subject's
best friends. All they knew was their friend had ventured into
the forbidden forest, or so said Ginny.
What if she is dead?
Ron knew it was a possibility but deep in his heart a voice refused to acknowledge that and insisted Hermione was alive somewhere.
What if she is scared or lost?
They had to find her one day, Ron reasoned. Dead or alive...
What if she is hurt?
Harry just told him the Unicorns would take care of her if it came to that. They always know when a human is amongst their midst.
What if some creature caught her?
This also troubled Ron but Hermione didn't leave her wand behind did she? She was a smart witch and could defend herself. She had proved those years ago.
After a small discussion, Harry, and Ron resolved not to worry about her and that she did this before and could do it again. Nevertheless, both of them knew they wouldn't get her out of their minds tonight.
Hermione was trying to think calm. Avalon... the most magical
place known. She took a deep breath before turning to
Formositana.
" When will I see her?" she said at last.
Formositana looked confused. "Who?" she asked.
Hermione frowned, "Why Morgan le Fay of course!"
The Centaur beamed, "Why you cannot see Regina Vox
Caelestis, silly! Who said you could?" Hermione pointed at
Sereno. Sereno snarled, "I said no such thing."
Hermione stared, "Yes you did," she said angrily,
"You said I could see her! You said she would tell
you-"
"-tell us what to do with you." Said Sereno
nastily, "Not you..."
Hermione gaped, "You said she would tell me where she came
from!"
" Wrong again!" said Sereno looking amused, "I
said she would if she wanted to and for that she would call
you."
Hermione at this point was blinded by rage she opened her mouth
to speak but Formositana spoke first,
"Hermione," she said calmly, "No one goes to the
Fay's unless it is something important. You are a mere mortal.
Lost in a forest like hundreds before you. I'm sorry but the Lady
does not want to be disturbed. We shall just consult the rule
book or have a messenger ask her"
Hermione searched frantically in her mind for an excuse to see
the Lady. After hearing so much about her, she knew she couldn't
live without seeing the mysterious immortal.
" I am special," she blurted out, "I am part of
the triangle"
The Centaurs took a step back.
Formositana grew stern, "This is nothing to joke
about," she said watching Hermione closely.
" But I am..." said Hermione dully she looked at Sereno
who had gone pale the minute she revealed her secret. Shrinking
at her stare he turned on his heels and galloped out.
She turned back to Formositana who was watching her closely.
" I was looking for the leader of the unicorns," she
explained, "He said I could call him and-"
"-He talked to you?" she said sharply. Hermione nodded
weakly.
" Do you know his name?" Formositana asked
suspiciously.
Hermione nodded, "It's-"
"Don't tell me!" The young Centaur Interrupted,
"No one but you should know. There is a thing called trust
he put in you when you asked. You must be the daughter of
Eve"
Hermione (ignoring the last sentence) told her he gave his name
himself. Formositana just shook her head.
At that moment, a Tawny owl flew through the entrance.
Formositana slid the parchment tied to its leg. She read it
quietly then sent a note back.
" Vox Caelestis, says she will see you." She said
smiling,
Hermione let out a breath, relieved.
Formositana stood at the entrance and after motioning Hermione to
follow. Miss Granger gingerly stepped on the floor to try her
legs that seeing they were fine she walked out the door with
Formositana and infront of her was the sight she never imagined.
It was night and Virginia Weasley was in the kitchens. She was
sitting at a table waiting for Dobby to prepare her meal. Under
her blue nightgown, she was wearing her favorite revealing silk
nightie. Her red hair was let loose to curl and wave here and
there. As she sat bathed in moonlight, tapping her fingers on the
surface of the table she heard a creak. A shadow fell on her as
she slowly turned around. Her eyes went wide and her hand flew to
her mouth.
" Hello Ginny."
Next chapter: The Ball is coming and it's a Masquerade! (What d/h fiction couldn't have one?). Who will Hermione go with or who does she care to go with?
Jade: I am running out of Beta-readers so if anyone wants to
help please e-mail me at SparklingSilveray@excite.com
UFO: or UnidentifiedFlyingOrange@2die4.com
Jade: or Jade Straight@2die4.com
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Jade: or Ushsam@yahoo.com
UFO: I'm running out of e-mail addresses...
Jade: Anyhow, Thankyou everyone for reviewing and thanks to all
my beta-readers who will be listed after a bit.
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Thanks to all who reviewed chapter 2:
Nemi, Porkypop, and LilyAyl(You will find out soon enough who everyone is), sexyme(I love your stories by the way), dracoishot1326 CHANGING TO: Chortni Evans, Roxanne... Rei, CatC (Your pretty close but you don't know that Harry was part of the triangle or Hermione for that matter... until now), Sunrissa, Taxman (Oh, I think this will fit the rating pretty soon (; ), Astronema, And to Lizzie who practically wrote the story.
SOURCES:
'I am Morgan le Fay', Feb 10. 02. Nancy Springer 1998
'The Bermuda Triangle: Opposing viewpoints', Jan 14. 02. Norma Gaffron 1997
The daughter of eve, July 00. Christina Rosette (1830-1894)
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