Coming of Age

Chapter 4: The Other Fight

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry P. or the Gang. Yet... still working on it.....

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Ronald Weasley leaned back a little and stretched in satisfaction. The first supper of every start of the school year had never failed him. It was delicious. Mouth-watering buttered-biscuit, ripe corn on a cob, juicy medium-rare steak, mashed potatoes and gravy and for desert... ICE CREAM! A muggle invention that the Weasleys' couldn't afford for everyday dining. Smiling contentedly, he looked around his table. It seemed that everyone was done and just chatting. Words like "the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher..." and "Snape needs to 'chill out'." This came from a muggle-raised wizard. Ron looked at Snape and snorted. Ron thought that Snape looked like he had a really big wand up his behind. With the thought of Snape, Ron looked at the Slytherin table, specifically at the ban of his existence, Draco Malfoy. Ron really could not stand the git. The overly bleached blonde was always trying to take a jab at those below him... and even more to those below him that were Gryffindor and Weasley.

Last Year, Hermione tried really hard to understand that Malfoy-git and sympathize. She saw it as some personal goal/homework. Tried so hard to find the good in Malfoy that she got a headache so bad it slowed her down in her real assignments. After that happened, Hermione just gave up, and that's something to say about Hermione. He had told Hermione that there's no good that came from Death-eater spawn but she hadn't listened.

Ron's eyes were jerked into the seat directly in front of Draco. The form had turned around enough to look straight in to his eyes. He had never encountered anything as golden as the eyes of the creature looking at him. He sat there, riveted to his chair. He was enchanted.

Hermione looked at Ron puzzled. He looked like he just tasted the Jellybean Heaven. His eyes were wide in awe and his jaw dropped. Hermione was just talking to Ginny and Harry (who was still acting odd) when she saw Ron sit up straight as if someone had just whipped his back with a wet towel. Hermione picked up Harry's fork and poked Ron's side. He jumped up and glared at Hermione. Hermione was so startled she asked him with an alarmed voice.

"What in the Heck is wrong with you? Have you gone mad?"

Ron had grabbed the fork from Hermione and slammed it on the table. A few Gryffindors looked their way but Ron's outburst were now considered a norm that it didn't even fazed them. As Ron looked at Hermione, Ginny, and Harry, he felt a little ashamed at giving them his redheaded attitude. He had just got caught up in the moment at staring at the most mysterious girl he had ever seen. Then Hermione pokes him with a sharp object and he got pulled back to reality as if traveling by portkey. With a little pain.

Ron looked down.

"That sort of hurt, 'Mione!"

Hermione ignored that and continued on.

"You looked like a deer caught on Headlights!"

The response was a confused look on Ron and Ginny's face. Harry hadn't bothered with one. Hermione rolled her eyes as the analogy flew over their heads.

"I MEAN you just stared at something like it was You-Know-Who had just pointed his wand at you." With this understanding lit into their eyes. Ron however followed this with a blush.

Harry looked up and rolled his eyes. He knew what this was about...

"He saw someone he could like. It's not an uncommon occurrence at the first day at Hogwart's." Hermione didn't know that last year Ron had confided in Harry about having 'feelings' for Hermione. Harry had asked Hermione if she felt the same about Ron in a round about way so she didn't get suspicious. He relayed this information to Ron and the 'crush' was squashed.

If it was possible, Ron blushed some more because at the remembrance of his infatuation with Hermione but he didn't understand Harry's foul mood about it. He puzzled about it a little and is blush subsided. Hermione however didn't drop the subject. Ginny joined in too.

"O bother! Who is it now Ron? Last year you had THREE girls you thought you were in love with. One of them was Padma Patil!" Ginny rolled her eyes and planted her head on her hand resting on the table. Hermione looked shocked.

"Padma Patil! I didn't know about that one!" Hermione looked at Ron." Didn't you like Parvati too?! her Twin? Gads Ron! That's weird!"

Ginny nodded at nothing in particular. "He had a thing for who was that? Neville Longbottom's sister? She had the hair with the-"

Hermione's eyes lit up. "Oh yeah I remember that one! Wasn't that a loop." All of them laughed as Ron blushed even harder. After a few seconds, Ron gave up and chuckled a bit.

Ron studied Hermione and Harry. They all had changed. Harry was a lot more quiet and mature. Hermione showed signs of relaxing... well a little. But he knew that he himself had changed, more so than the lot of them. Ron knew that he had grown up to a greater degree than anyone would have predicted. He felt... responsible. After the Unexpected rise of You-Know-Who, Ron had forced himself not to be so flaky. After seeing the state Harry had been on their fourth year he was forced to see that everything had to be well thought out. Ron mentally rolled his eyes at himself. He knew that he still needed help and stuff to get all that responsible things in order but the difference is that his heart was into it and that was all it took. Heck, his marks were getting as good as Hermione's!

~~~ A few minutes ago~~~

Mina jerked back into her chair and dropped her eyes to her empty golden plate.

She had just seen the most disconcerting brown eyes she had ever encountered. 'Open' and 'Warm' was the words that popped up in her mind. The moment their eyes met, warmth enveloped her being like nothing else. She had suddenly felt safe, secured in her position. Had anyone looked at her in that moment the 'hopeful look' that had just been fake a moment ago would have seen the genuine article.

Mina thought of how she had gotten caught in that brief but intense moment.

Draco had been snidely commenting on how the "Weasel" Weasley was trying to act all hard, high, and mighty by engaging him with a look of contempt. Mina then had turned around and had quickly been caught into his eyes.

Eyes, mahogany brown, startled her into keeping still and just looking. She noticed the red hair that glinted a rich red gold in the light of the Chandelier. Darker red-brown winged brows framed the intense brown. A few freckles dusted the bridge of his nose, giving him a boy-ish look and yet the jaw that can only be described as stubborn, contradicted it by being so... manly. Before Mina was again caught up with his eyes, his lips brought out all of attention. Strong yet soft, Muscular but sensual. If there was any stronger an urge, Mina would have used all of her wandless magic to have brought the creature, which had so many contradictions in his features, to her.

Mina shook her head. She never thought of anyone in that way. Never been attracted in that way at all. Just the thought of the redhead brought a faint electrical charge down her spine, a shadow of one that hit her when she had looked at him.

She brought a hand on the back of her neck and kneaded the tension out.

"Are you okay?" Malfoy looked at her with a hint of worriedness he tried to hide in front of his cronies. She nodded.

Mina found that herself and Malfoy hit it off greatly. She understood a lot of his actions and their hidden meaning, if there was one. She also found out that Malfoy could too. That was all well and dandy with Mina. Reading eyes and body language was a gift that both Malfoy and herself shared and if he could help her then two heads are better than one. Understandably, many of the girls on the Slytherin house and others had a thing for Draco but Mina didn't at all feel like that for him. He was just a guy she felt she could relate with. Looking at Draco and his so-called friends (who would have been more successful as dumb bells, in Mina's opinion) some one that could understand him more was something he really needed. If Mina had read correctly, friendship was what he was greatly lacking and she was willing to offer... if he helped her in return.

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Ron got up and stretched some more. That really was a great supper, he thought. Feeling a bit on the sleepy-side, he decided to call it a night.

"Hey (YAWN) 'Arry, I think we --uh (yawn) should go unpack now, yeah? I'm feeling a bit sleepy here..." Ron was about to sit down again when Harry suddenly stood up.

"You're right Ron. Let's go." Harry walked towards the doors, looked back at Ron and nodded his head towards the Gryffindor Tower. "I'll see ya then there, Ron." Harry walked into the hallway, leaving three very bewildered friends behind at his very weird attitude.

Hermione was more than a little worried. All day he had been acting weird. Refusing to look into her eyes and was always mumbling when asked a direct question. She was afraid that all the waiting for the Risen Dark One to make his first move was driving Harry to the brink. Hermione's protective instincts as well as her more than friend-like feelings were telling her to run right after him. She couldn't help but feel responsible. She should have been there for him while he was at the Dursley's. Should have sent more letters, treats. She should have been there, charming evil away with her wand and magic. She should have carried some of the burden from the Triwizard Tournament for Harry, to lessen the blow. Should have questioned how he was even entered...

As Hermione was thinking, some voice was nagging...

"Oh Hermione...what's wrong with Harry? He has been acting so weird-" Ginny was interrupted.

"I'll go follow him... I'll ask what has been bothering him... maybe he'll tell me..." Hermione picked up the books she had carried to the great hall and jogged after Harry.

Ron and Ginny looked at each other.

"What was that all about?" Ron asked. His eyes were lit with confusion.

Ginny shrugged and plopped down besides Ron. They were one of the last Gryffindors in the Hall. They sat there in silence. They didn't need to speak. Being the closest of the siblings (Besides the Twins, they have a little psychic connection so they don't count), they shared a lot in common. Both were loud when it suited them and had very short tempers. They had only to look at each other to know what the other was thinking. Right now however they were both thinking about Hermione and Harry's abrupt departure. Hermione had confided in still feeling guilty in what happened to Harry in their fourth year. (Ginny couldn't understand why... Hermione couldn't have done anything about it!) Ginny was afraid that Hermione was becoming unstable in her own right. Ginny's opinion in the matter is that Hermione was in serious need for a boyfriend.

Ron however was thinking about Harry said to him about Cho. Cho had gotten in her mind that she shouldn't ever think about getting with another guy in lieu of Cedric Diggory. This brought up all the emotions from the last couple of weeks in their fourth year. Ever since Cedric had gone, Harry had been more subdued. Harry was also blaming himself about Vol- You-Know-Who's rise. Ron was getting a little more than worried about his best guy friend. Harry had a bit more than any normal person could handle. Ron just shook his head, hoping that Hermione would have everything under control and normal again...

"So... the lovebirds flew the great hall to leave the two tagalong behind, eh? It seems wonder boy and the mudblood had better taste now than they did last year."

"Shut-up Malfoy." Ron was trying really hard to keep everything under control. He noticed the new transfer girl behind Malfoy. If everything else, he could have sworn a part of his heart had broken off... seeing her become part of Malfoy's cronies. Ron had a brilliant idea. Maybe he'd just let her know about the slimeball...

"Everyone knows that the real stars of the trio were Granger and Harry Potter. Admit it Weasley, you're just there to get at Harry's pocket money..." Draco's sentence was cut off and he had stepped back, wavering.

"YOU TAKE THAT BACK ABOUT MY BROTHER!" Virginia Weasley braced her feet apart and had fisted hands to her sides. Her eyes were lit from the inside and the only things you can describe as fury were etched in her body language.

Ginny was tired of Draco Malfoy. For the last four years, he had tried to get her family. Every single year. He had even tried to get a response from her and all she had done was ignore him. He would push her down and she would fall. All she did was got up and walked away. He thankfully got tired of her enough to have ignored her... almost. Unfortunately, her brother had no control. There wasn't a day when Malfoy and Ron didn't have at least two encounters, may they be verbal or physical.

If there was anything she couldn't stand it was someone trying to belittle her older brother. When Virginia was little, Fred and George had a wicked time trying to show her all their little jokes and gags. By showing her, they meant that she was their personal tester. Ron had put a stop to that when he found her on the roof with Fred and George's invention of the Jellybean Jumping Jelly. The bean had jumped her so high that by the time in had worn off she was stuck on the roof. Fred and George couldn't stop laughing hard enough to put her back in the house. Ron had saved her though and she would never forget that. In her eyes, Ron would always be the big older hero brother.

"Can't you just leave my family alone? Do always have to come over and bother us? What the hell did we do to you huh? Did we some how mess up your rich perfect little life by breathing? Have we ever done anything to you that required your vile presence? Did you get it in your sick mind that we wanted you to criticize and project our mistakes or belittle our succession? Tell me Malfoy, what sick pleasure do you derive from making out lives a living hell? HUH? Answer me..." Ginny was letting him have a piece of her mind.

Draco Malfoy just stood there and stared. Had it been a normal Hogwart's day, Ron would have offered himself right into a joke or tried to punch him. He hadn't counted on the once quiet Virginia Weasley to have gotten up the nerve to tell him off. But he had to admit; it was quiet a show.

Her hair, a darker red than her brother's, was smoldering as she shook her head in anger. Her finger was poking his chest, trying to make her point. Malfoy was unaware but he was slowly but surely stepping backwards as Ginny aggressively told him off. He couldn't even hear some of the stuff she was saying. All he could do was watch as Ginny, in her magnificent fury, showed him what lied in the depths of her soul through her eyes.

Ginny was absolutely mad. She couldn't stop her lips from moving. Half the things she said she could barely remember. For all she did know, she could have been just repeating herself over and over. Her throat hurt from making gruff angry sounds. She could barely contain her hands from doing more than pointing a finger to Malfoy's chest. The urge to wrap her hands around his neck and CHOKE was very hard to control. But if anything, all the anger and frustration of the last four years spilled out in the minutes that she had Malfoy quiet and listening. The incident on the train was just a front she had put for her new look. This was absolutely her. The person she never let anyone show besides very close family and friends. Passion and strength that was only hinted at by her red hair.

Ron watched as Ginny backed Malfoy into a corner. It was the most disconcerting sight. This little girl was pushing a person who had a little over a foot taller than her and virtually yelling and putting them down in their place. Everyone that were in the hall had stopped moving and had just watched. He quickly darted his eyes to the teacher's table and saw Professor Dumbledore have more than average amount of twinkle in his eyes. Prof. Snape tried very hard not to smirk. He almost got it. Prof. McGonagal however was giggling. Ron had a sudden urge to have a camera.

He looked down and saw the transferred student. After all the rearranging their little 'group' had done once Malfoy started stepping back, Ron found himself right next to her. He shifted his foot and decided to do what he never would have found the courage to do last year, even had Godric Gryffindor's spirit in him. He introduced himself.

"Uh, Hi. I'm Ronald Weasley. Ron for short." Inwardly he groaned. He was babbling. She looked up at him and he caught his breath. He bent down to try to hear more clearly. With a slightly smoky voice, she spoke.

"Hello, Ron Weasley. My name is Minako Yui. Friends call me Mina." She looked up at him, straight into his eyes. He could faintly hear a tinkling of wind chimes somewhere in the distance. Bleakly beautiful. Her lips moved again but he didn't hear what she said. His ears were full with the enchanting music, her gold-cat eyes, and tantalizing lips. Mentally shaking his head, he tried to be more attentive.

"What was that again?" Ron blushed. He didn't want to blow this first impression.

"Is that your sister?" Her head turned to the direction at the doors and her long hair brushed the back of Ron's hand. For a brief moment his whole being was woken into alertness. In his mind he was wondering what the hell was wrong with him. Hadn't he had enough of his heart being trampled over? Mentally shaking himself, he answered her.

"Um. Yeah." Ginny was still telling off Malfoy. It was still the funniest thing he had ever seen. Malfoy towering over Ginny, while she had her 'intimidating' stance, yelling at him. Something in Ron was gleefully drinking in the sight and absolutely happy about the dressing down Malfoy got but something in him was also a little embarrassed that Mina was seeing this in his sister as a first impression.

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Draco had bumped into the threshold of the doors to the Hallway. Ginny had stopped speaking and was just breathing hard, her heaving (well-developed, Draco thought) chest rising up and down after the big emotional outburst. Draco stood there looking at the small red-headed creature that was still smoldering in its beauty and the cat eyes that had emotion still spilling out in excess, emotion that Draco himself had never felt but was quickly drawn to. He wanted to touch her, who vibrating with so much feelings that were neither bitterness nor loneliness who were his usual bedmates. Draco just couldn't believe some one could feel so much myriad feelings at one time and not physically burst. He saw anger, pain, relief, a little understanding, and passion. So much of the last one. Draco just couldn't resist sparking it more. He wanted to know that if maybe, with his emotionally-starved-self, her passionate feelings would be enough to fill the quiet of the howling winter in his soul, even if just for a short while.

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"Uh... you see... my sister isn't really like this. She sort've more... calm...uh...I swear, since this summer..." Ron looked at Ginny. She had stopped talking. Malfoy leaned away from the threshold. The look in his eyes was not good. They were too intense. Ron looked back to Mina and smiled a little nervously."She's changed... hold on.... I have to grab my sister before she gets in way over her head."

Ron got close enough to hear the last words that came from Draco's mouth.

"...You are nothing. Nothing to this school but a little charity case they took on as a project..." This made Ron see red. If Mina hadn't been there, his fist would have connected with Malfoy's face. It seemed that Ginny had the same idea.

The words had cut deep into Ginny's pride in her and her intelligence. The thought of her being so insignificant brought out old fears when she was young. The only girl and the youngest of them all... the fear of being left behind at the shop... being forgotten at the table...anywhere... The remembering of all this made her eyes her eyes blur with tears.

Ron's eyes widened as he saw the molten lava that was his sister about to unleash whatever hell she could come up with. She showed all the signs of the exploding temper that she had more than once taken out on Ron, nearly decapitating him more than once. Eyes shiny with unshed tears, tense shoulders; you can almost imagine smoke rising from her ears. Ron knew that Malfoy didn't know what Ginny's limit was before going ballistic and Ron also knew that the ending result would have been the best present he could ever wish for. But he also knew his sister. She was going to regret the letter sent by Dumbledore about this action.

With a deep sigh, Ron watched as Ginny's blurred fist about to connect with the left-ribcage of the unsuspecting Malfoy.... And stopped it.

Ginny looked at the place where she had aimed her fist. An inch separated the intended destination. The hand of her soon-to-be-nonexistent brother held her wrist. She jerked her head to look at Malfoy's protector.

Draco looked down and saw what Weasley had stopped from doing. For the first time in many months maybe even years, his expression was truly genuine and unaltered. Shock was the only thing that could have described it. Ginny's fist was so fast that had it hit him, no doubt it would have laid him flat down on the floor upon impact. He looked at Ron. He was surprised (not really) to see regret. He read from his body language that Ron had really wanted to see him hit but some unknown factor to Draco had stopped him.

Ginny's overly bright eyes stared daggers at her brother. Somewhere deep inside her was relieved that her unusual show of temperament (unusual at Hogwart's that is) was halted but at the moment that emotion had yet to be acknowledge. Anger and disappointment reigned supreme.

Slowly and haltingly, Ron looked at Gin. His eyes trying to bring her back to her 'real' self.

"I think we should unpack now, Ginny."

For a brief second, Ginny's face projected confusion. Slowly but surely, the wild-eyed look had slowly disappeared and she 'woke' up. She blinked and a tear ran down slowly down her face. She wiped it off without noticing. After her emotional outburst she felt empty.

"Right. Let's go." Ginny turned to go to the Gryffindor Towers. Behind her she heard someone calling her brother. She took two steps before her brother called her to a halt.

"Hey Ginny, before we go I want to introduce you to the transfer from Hong Ko-"

"Minako Yui, right? Hello, I'm Virginia Weasley. You can call me Ginny." Ginny held out her hand for a handshake. The girl had a small smile and took her hand. A firm handshake. Ginny thought this girl wasn't bad for a Slytherin.

"Hello, Ginny." Mina looked around and looked at Malfoy. Mina looked back at Ginny and smiled. "Your school seems to be very interesting for a first day."

Feeling the need to explain herself about her actions, she shifted her weight and looked down.

"Uh well... sorry about that scene. There really isn't a liable excuse that I can give. I hope that this doesn't ruin your first impression of me...I'm really very calm..." Ginny knew she was already unraveling in front of Minako. The scene in the hall hadn't helped matters at all. Ginny was just so tired and deflated that she couldn't get her normal, very likable self out.

Mina looked at Ron's younger sister. Like her brother, she seemed to have the openness that was really comforting. Although it wasn't as shining because of her encounter with Malfoy, Mina already liked her. Ginny was just babbling and out of it that Mina took pity on her and held up her hand. Mina had the urge to smile and looked up again briefly at Ron. Ron was looking at her, an unrecognizable emotion flashed briefly in his eyes. Having the surprising feeling of blushing, she held it back. She looked back at Ginny.

"Well it's been a long night for you. I would really liked it if we got together and you could show me around. It seems that you know everyone here and the whole Hogwart's lay out." Although Mina said it just to be nice and to give Ginny an excuse to leave, it was really true. Ginny did know everyone and had gotten along with fairly everyone. Almost.

Ginny smiled at her, relieved. I really do like this one. She's one of those perceptive types. Make great friends. "How about I meet you here tomorrow? Maybe at 8 a.m.? I'd gladly show you the grounds unless you already have a partner..."

Mina shook her head. She could see that Ginny really was asking to show her around. Mina wasn't used to girl companions. In fact, Mina wasn't used to any companions... that weren't family. Mina pushed that thought aside. She didn't want to remember.

"Sure. I'll meet you here at 8 a.m. Thank you, Ginny."

Ginny and Ron beamed. They had just made a friend. It didn't matter that she was Slytherin.

"G'nite Mina! School starts in a week. k? Show me your schedule so I can show you where they are. Bye!" Ginny waved and started walking ahead. She really was tired.

Ron stayed a second behind.

"It's nice meeting you Mina. I hope to see more of you around, alright?" Ron almost liquefied to the floor at Mina's smile directed at him.

"I hope so too, Ron."

Ron ran behind Ginny. He was grinning the whole way.

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Draco watched Ginny's departing back. He had sent Crabbe and Goyle ahead to the Slytherin Rooms. He told himself that he stayed behind so that he can lead Mina to the Slytherin rooms, but he knew that the real reason was to watch Ginny from the shadowed hallway. Everyone had already gone to his or her own rooms except for those that had been in the hallway. As he had hid in the shadows, he watched the eyes that had once been full of emotion be now devoid of light. He honestly hadn't meant to push her over the edge just really close to it so that he could almost feel what she was feeling. The ride to the very edge was the most exciting one in his life. For the first time in many years, he finally felt alive. No longer just the vessel of his father that had nothing to look forward to but becoming a deatheater and the ultimate heir to Voldemort (Which is basically saying he had nothing at all to look forward to). He just realized that he alone was the driver of his fate. When he was fighting with Ginny, he saw salvation or something of a brief escape. The whole yelling-fighting deal got his mind of everything. All the things that he worried about, thought was important, his impending future. All of it was tossed out. Everything that was now, the present was amplified. The beauty of now was so striking. He saw that his future that his father had basically locked down in a binding written contract didn't have to come true. He, Draco Malfoy, could change it.

Draco had closed his eyes. I could change it.

He felt someone near him and he opened his eyes. Minako stood there. Just looking at him. Automatically Draco knew that she was one of the good guys. She took a step near him. Then she waited. Draco stepped out from the shadows and into the dimly lit hallway. He spoke up.

"Let me show you to the Slytherin Rooms."

They walked in silence.

They were in front of the Slytherin Portal when Mina spoke up. Her eyes lit up in an ethereal glow.

"I have a question for you Draco."

Draco, startled to hear his first name and equally startled that she even bothered speaking to him after the scene in the Great Hall with her new friends, motioned for her to go ahead and ask.

"Don't think me too forward for asking but...why do you bother with acting the bad person? You have so much potential in you to be good. You and me are alike in that way Draco. We are alike in many ways you and I." Mina looked at him mysteriously.

Draco thought that Mina must know something about him that he didn't. The way she was looking at him he was almost sure that there was information that she had that he didn't know about. He looked at her. Feeling like he owed her something, for not passing judgment so fast, he gave her a piece of advice.

"There are a lot of things here you haven't seen yet, Mina. Until then, keep all this to yourself. The Slytherins, you will find, aren't the best people in personality. But we are smart. We keep quiet. Learn that and you will be fine." Draco turned to face the portrait and whispered the password (Parselmouth). The paint swung back to reveal a room. Draco and Mina walked through the portal. They went to their respected beds (with a help of another female Slytherin) and went to sleep.

In the Gryffindor Tower, the last lamp was extinguished and the last word whispered. Sleep fell on the Hogwart's students. It has been a long day after all.

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A/N: ...sorry about the delay... ^_^ I know I said I would have this the same night as Ch. 3 but it got long! 9 and a half pages long! So sorry! *^_^* I didn't know Ginny was going to get THAT mad and that Mina was going to go head over heels over Ron and vice versa and that Draco was gonna get all mushy! I didn't know! Honest! *sigh* well my mind is now pulling me to go get going on the fifth chapter... I could almost hear the wheels turning in my mind...*sigh* what I do for fanfiction...hehehe...So read and review yeah? (Obviously you have already read it since you are reading THIS) Constructive criticism is great. Oh yeah... I need a beta-reader. My assumption about my own beta reader graduating was correct (GO GRADUATING CLASS OF 2002! woo woo! and my class.... c/o 2004! ^_^ ) so yeah... if you are interested and/or you have a review that you think might be a little harsh but accurate email it to this addy: Flipinagrace1023@cs.com~~!! well... have a good read! I'd doing slave labor for my brain! ahhh! Hey! I need insults by the way! like Harry to Draco, Ron to Draco, Draco to Harry and the gang... Ginny to Draco... you guys Take your pick! put in on the review thing... think of this as a challenge! :)