ARGH!!!!! KILLER writer's laziness. Not BLOCK. I know what to write. I'M JUST TOO LAZY TO WRITE IT! .

I have a dilemma. I hate Mary-Sues. Yet I love my two charriez here. *sniffles* I'm debating whether to just scrap this fic ((BUT I LOVE THIS PLOT! *bawls*)), keep it the way it is, or when I do the *separate fic that is a Severitus Challenge of this, just eliminate Missie and Juli.

What do you guys think???

(* BTW: After a few more chapters, this fic will be going in two separate directions. One will be this original plot I planned out, and the other will be a Severitus challenge... sorta.)))

Would anyone be offended if I added slash to the ficcy? I'm not saying I *will*... I just want people's opinions if I am going to.

Juliana wearily picked herself up from the swinging bench outside. Harry was out on a walk in the woods with Missie, who offered to show him all around and possibly go swimming over by the lake. Juliana and Harry had just had a one-on-one Quidditch match on catching the snitch. Harry, of course, beat her every time... well except once. But Juliana knew that Harry *let* her win. But after twenty games, Harry was finally wearing down, and he hadn't counted on Juliana's competitiveness; she refused to stop playing until she won at least once on her own.

Thankfully at games twenty-two Juliana finally caught the snitch because it had flown right in front of her. She then did the unsportsmanlike thing and circled around on her broom shouting that she won. All in all, Harry found her amusing, if a bit annoying.

Juliana dusted off her shorts and she headed back to the small (by wizarding standards at least) house. Stepping into the dining room where the back door lay, a warm feeling overtook her senses as she smelled something wonderful. She heard giggling coming from the living room so she stepped in and found a very wet Missie being attacked by Harry.

"No fair Harry! Tickling Missie without me are you?!" she grinned. Harry nodded in reply and concentrated on making Missie squirm with peals of laughter. "Of fine- have all of the fun!" Juliana teased airily as she headed into the kitchen, where she saw her father pulling a cookie tray out from the oven.

"Ahh, save us all," she said in monotone. "You *cooked*?" Juliana said in humorous disbelief. Sirius grinned at his daughter, and then a moment later shook his head.

"Moony did actually, but he noticed we were out of milk so he's at the store." Juliana tapped her fingers on the kitchen counter. She still wasn't totally used to having a father around. She didn't know what to do, or say. She had no idea what Harry would do if his mother came back to life if it was this hard for HER. At least she knew her father was *alive* A small owl came flying in the window and immediately landed on Sirius' head. After he set down the cookie tray, he grabbed the owl off of his head.

"Oh hello there." He pulled the letters off of its leg and it started hooting with pride and flew around in circles around the kitchen. It wouldn't stop bugging him, dropping tiny feather everywhere; the crazy hyperactive bird. Juliana grimaced.

"Harry! There's a psychotic bird in the kitchen!" she screamed, and he and Missie came running in. Harry laughed so hard, spotting Pigwidgeon, that afterwards his glasses sat crooked on his nose. Juliana put her hands on her hips, eyes demanding an explanation.

"It's just Ron's owl, Pig." He explained, as if it made so much sense for the bird to be acting like a PSYCHO.

"Bloody annoyance," Sirius muttered, pushing the bird away, forgetting completely that he had *given* that annoyance to the freckly faced boy. Opening the letter addressed to him, he sat down and read it thoroughly. Gaping in mute shock, Sirius slowly set the letter down, which was trembling in his hand.

"There was a Death Eater attack at the Quidditch World Cup," he finally said. Missie dropped the glass she was carrying, spraying tiny shards of glass all over the kitchen floor. Both Juliana and Harry were confused. Harry blinked his emerald eyes in confusions and Juliana cocked her head to the side, a habit Padfoot had as well. Missie sat down with a gulp, wide-eyed and forgetting about the broken glass.

Remus came in just a moment later with a bag of groceries, befuddled (I like that word. Is that a word?) at the emotions splayed on their faces. "Did I miss the party?" he asked, confusing Harry even more so, Juliana blushed, and Missie laughed out loud, breaking her somber mood. But Sirius just blinked, breaking from his silent gaze and looked at Remus.

"Hey Moony," he spoke quietly, looking up to meet his best friend's eyes. Remus walked in, noticing the glass on the floor and quickly muttered a 'reparo' charm on it. "There was an attack, Moony. At the World Cup," he said hoarsely. His black eyes looked painfully aware of the problems that were going on. Remus frowned, setting down the bag.

"By whom?" he said, puzzled. Harry spoke up.

"By some guys called Death Eaters. What's a Death Eater, Remus?" he asked innocently. Remus frowned at the question and sat down next to Missie.

"Death Eaters are You-Know-Who's minions." Juliana, while knowing this was a serious matter indeed, couldn't help but snort.

"While *some* of us may not be completely mature, we are all mature enough for you to say his name in our presence, Reemie," said. "Harry, what does your letter say?" she asked, motioning to the still unopened packet of parchment on the counter. Harry blinked and picked it up, scanning the contents quickly.

"Ron and Hermione are okay. The muggles that were tortured are too. But Ron says that Malfoy practically admitted his father was one of those... Death Eaters in the woods!" he said in a quiet fury. Missie bit her lip.

"Malfoy?" she said softly in curiosity.

"Yeah, Draco Malfoy's a real ponce. Blonde, pointy, pale features. He teases me whenever he can. He's in-" Harry started ranting, but was cut off by Juliana.

"Slytherin..." she said in amazement. "I didn't know Hogwarts was in Scotland!" she said excited, but in a hushed voice. Harry looked at her oddly and nodded, causing Juliana to blush and sigh. "Draco... Malfoy... is going... to Hogwarts!" she squealed, a grin on her face, causing Harry's emerald orbs to widen.

"You *know* him?!" he said in surprise. "What are you doing with a git like him?" he said in anger. Missie grinned.

"He's *only* one of our best friend's older brother," she said rolling her eyes. "I agree with you though, Harry. He *is* a total git." Juliana snorted.

"That's only because he called you 'Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer' that one time you two met." Juliana smirked behind her hand, and then turned to Harry. "She was ill that day, so her nose was all red."

Harry stared at the two in disbelief. "You *met* Malfoy? And you don't hate him?" Juliana sighed and shook her head.

"Of course not silly!" Juliana stood up, kissed Harry on the forehead, and then grinned at him. "A girl like me wouldn't pass up on a guy like Draco Malfoy unless she had a good reason to."

"What, like him being a future Death Eater?" Harry muttered to himself.

TBC…. Yeah, no plot again *sigh* Train Ride next chapter. *sighs!* EVIL EVIL COMPY! .   …. Um… Yeah. R/R PLEASE!!!!! I hate to write without reviews. It makes me feel worthless. Ummm, and BTW: I *can* see how many of you click on the fic with my enhanced statistics ^.^     And that's ONLY the people who are signed in! ^.^