I gotta beta reader!!! *whoops* So what, I had to beg her and she really doesn't like Harry Potter. She's neutral towards slash. People meet Holley, aka disgruntledbankgeek. Go read her poem, and if you are a bandie read her fic. Her work is *really good*! (pff )Thanks to Acorn who helped me with research. I'm Texan, so my knowledge of English stuff is... lacking, at best.(the dyslexia doesn't help either...) Ignore her. Holley, I mean. Her are like this: Helpful comment. I have deleted all that intrupt the story.

Acorn: Usually Tom is a general bastard... but I'm kinda unique. Thanks for reading, even though you aren't HP oriented! Dai *isn't* a nice guy. He's the villain! You can't have a nice villain! Well you can, but it'd be annoying. I will try to preserve what is *left* of your sanity, ya big car dealer.


Prophetess Of Hearts: Dai is weird. But he has to have a life outside of being evil!

Fatalonie: *whimpers* I know. All my chapters are short, to begin with. I combine them. You are think of adding this to your favorites?! *glomps you* Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you! End? This thing is supposed to end? Well. Hmm. That certainly puts a damper on things.

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Barts Hospital, London.


Winston Dursley frowned at the unfamiliar face looming over him.

Well Mister Dursley, would you care to tell us what happened? a baby voice asked.

Winston rolled his eyes. No, I was hiding in the closet! I don't know what the hell happened!

The man/woman, Dursley couldn't tell, frowned at the word .

What did you see from your view point, young man?

A bunch of coats. Dursley decided to be annoying, he was quite good at it.

Did anything unusual happen?

Besides the fact that I was hiding in the coat closet?

The he/she groaned. Yes, besides that. he/she said in a condescending voice.

There was a big boom. Dursley was still being deliberately obtuse. It helped him deal with the fact that all of his friends had recently died.

The interrogator looked interested. Oh, what kind of boom?

I already told you, a big one! This is *so* boring. Oh well, something to do.

The person looked exasperated. Twenty of the girls are missing! The wall was blown apart! You didn't hear or see anything?!?

Dursley had had enough. A boom, then screams. Then nada. Please don't make too much noise on your way out, I'm sleepy.

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Wigtown Wanderers Practice

I don't funkin' care if you had stuff' to do! I want you here on time! Where the hell is your uniform?! We have a published practice today. Get out your meat cleaver, you ass! John Parkin, the captain yelled at the top of his considerably loud voice.

Dai meekly pulled his blood red robed and his cleaver out of his bag. I'll show you! You think you can make a fool out of me? Just you wait! Dai occupied the rest of practice thinking up fun ways to maul Parkin. All in all it was a very rewarding experience.

When Dai got home he reinforced the daze and cheer charms on Tom. He maneuvered the boy to the potion room to find his cauldron.... empty???

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