Weeks had passed and with every passing moment Hermoine grew more and more suspicious. Fortunately, Ron had yet to grasp the subtle hints that Granger had been dropping.
At present Ginny sat at the Gryfindor table and was trying to eat which was difficult since for the past four day she'd been coaching Draco through every possible angle for his upcoming Charms test. Since she had the period free she had stood outside his class while he took his test. He had walked in with a grim and nervous express and when he came out it wasn't much better. If you were to ask Ginny who was more rattled about the results she couldn't give you a positive answer, but one thing was for sure; her housemates were starting to raise brows at her jumpiness.
"Stop being stupid. You're Virginia Weasley, You are dignified, you are confident…you are dumping your pumpkin juice!" She said as she immediately started to rectify the situation by dabbing at the cloth with a napkin.
Something was flung onto her table and she looked across the way to the Slytherin table, where Draco sat laughing at her. Covertly she stuck her tongue out and continued to dab at the spot.
"Um…Ginny?" A voice asked beside her.
"Hmm?" Ginny asked not looking up from the stain.
"Have you forgotten that you're a witch or something?" Ron asked looking at her strangely.
Ginny could of slapped herself as she pulled out her wand.
"Reversio!" The spill pilled back up and flew into the pitcher.
"I was beginning to wonder…" Ron replied.
"Sorry, it's just that stupid test." She said shaking her head.
"Ginny? What test?" Hermoine asked.
"That Charms test yesterday." She replied as she started to peel an orange.
"Um…you didn't have a test yesterday." Hermoine replied.
"Oh, I know. It's a contagious tension!" Ginny said lamely, hoping that in her chipper tone it sounded natural.
"Maybe you should have been in Hufflepuff." George said shaking his head.
"George Weasley!" She said screaming at her brother.
"Uh… Hurricane Ginny incoming!" Fred announced and within moments George and Fred were off of their seats and running madly out of the great hall.
Ginny returned shortly afterward with a smug expression.
"So what did you do?" A voice said as she passed the Slytherin table.
"Let's just say they won't be sitting for a while." She said with a grin and never glanced away from her table. But even as she sat she could still hear the hearty laughter from Draco.
As Ginny reached for a fresh pitcher of juice the mail came in and thousands of letters dropped from the sky. She wasn't expecting the strange owl that sat down beside pig. It's massive beak looked razor sharp and its feathers gleamed with an unnatural light. This was obviously not your average owl. To further prove the strangeness there was a green serpent medallion hanging from its neck. She had no doubt whom this was from. Snatching the paper from its claw she started to read the green print on the top of the test.
"96 well done Mr. Malfoy. Perhaps there's some hope for you yet. Keep up the good work."
A 96! He scored a 96!
Unable to hold in her excitement she jumped onto the table and let out an excited howl!
"Yes! Yes! Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes!" She said shoving her fists in the air.
The entire hall looked at her strangely, everyone thought that she had finally cracked. Well, everyone but Draco Malfoy who was laughing so hard he had to leave the hall.
Ginny stopped and glanced out into the shocked faces of the staff and even the Slytherin.
"Um… My pen pal got into a band." She said and climbed down the table grabbing her things and making a run for it, leaving the hall still wide eyed and slack jawed.
As she slipped out of the hall someone grabbed her arm.
"Quite a scene you put on!" Draco said with an open friendly grin.
"Highly excellent my dear friend." She said with a grin. "A 96! You got a 96!"
"I'm sure have of Hog warts is suspicious now but, thanks for the enthusiasm." Draco said with a grin. "I couldn't of done it without you're help!"
They continued down the hall.
"That's a 45 point up! Can you believe it?" She said grabbing his arm and stopped.
"What?" He asked turning around only to enveloped in a massive hug.
He awkwardly joined the hug and then let go. "You Weasleys, you get so riled up over nothing." He said trying to hide his embarrassment.
"And what is that supposed to mean?"
"You should know what it means."
"List ion, I might act like a Weasley, but you will always bounce like a ferret." She said with a sly grin.
He rolled his eyes.
"So are you ready for the game?"
"Prepare to loose," he said confidently.
"Ah but how soon you forget." she said.
"About what."
"George's grades dropped so much that he's benched. They've got a new beater." She said with a grin.
"Oh yeah, and who is this mysterious person?" He asked.
"Hmm… that's for me to know and for you to find out." She said.
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The crowed roared loudly and the stands were packed.
"Welcome the Slytherins!" A Slytherin announcer proclaimed.
"And our Seeker is…. Draco Malfoy!
Keeper. John Marks!
Beaters …. Katie Martial and Jack Ryan!
Chasers…Denny Longarm, Margie Nelson, and Karen Richards!" and the annoying voice continued to announce their players.
The green clad athletes strode out onto the field.
Draco looked up into the stands, a ritual that he'd taken for luck. Not that it helped him any.
"Now, welcome to the home game for the GRYFINDORS!" Hermoine shouted not able to not be excited.
"A round of applause for our fearless leader and seeker…. Potter!
Another big hand for our seeker…. R. Weasley!
People put your hands together for the fabulous wonder beaters… F. Weasley and G. Weasley!
Last but not least the colossal chasers… Bell, Johnson and Phillips!
Will the Dream Team Please Stand UP!?" She said excitedly and getting a majorly disapproving glance from the Slytherin Announcer. Since she hadn't said anything offensive they couldn't hold it against her.
Draco Weasley inwardly fumed. George Weasley was still in the game!
The crowd roared with overall excitement. It charged the field and the competition had already begun.
"The Balls are released! And they're up!" The two announcers screamed.
The game marched on the chasers were certainly doing their jobs because every four or five seconds the announcers were screaming out points adjustments.
Finally the half hour mark rung and the time out was called. Malfoy flew towards the beaters who were cheering themselves on.
"What's this? Malfoy cruises in on the beaters. Will there is a confrontation?" Hermoine asked.
"What the hell is going on here Weasley? I happen to have it on very good authority that you're benched." He snarled.
Fred zoomed around and tapped Malfoy on the shoulder.
"You might want' to look at the bench." He said with a grin.
And look Malfoy did, there George Weasley sat grumpily but when he noticed he was being pointed at he stood up and blew a kiss at the confused Slytherin.
Hermoine smiled. "Did I happen to mention that G. Weasley is Ginny Weasley? Ooops… Well temporarily replacing George Weasley is the littlest Weasley, Ginny!"
Draco's eyes bulged and he looked over to see that the mystery beater had removed the heavy helmet and a massive cascade of red hair pooled down her back. Ginny cheekily winked and kissed the air and took off for a run around the field.
No way. This wasn't happening. She'd been hitting bludgers at him and the chasers with such force. It couldn't have been little Ginny Weasley!
Draco was pissed. He pulled up beside Ginny and glared at her. "We'll talk about this later."
Ginny shrugged and went back to her game.
Harry caught the Snitch leaving them with only 30 points over Slytherin with the additional 150. The crowd had cheered but Malfoy was majorly pissed. He would have caught the winged ball if a bludger hadn't nearly taken his head off.
Oh yes, him and Ginny would definitely have a discussion about this.
In the meantime he threw his broom down into the mud and kicked the loose quaffle against the Ravenclaw tower.
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Ginny Weasley skipped down the halls whistling the Gryfindor victory song.
"We're Gryfindor
We're victory
We're strong
We're bad
We're cool
You're history
You're wrong
We're glad
'Gonna make you drool!
No need to hang around
Red and Gold rock the house!
Gggggggrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyfffffffffffiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnndddddddddooorrrrrrr!
Gggggggrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyffffffffiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnddddddddddooorrrrrrr!
Gryfindor! Gryfindor! Yay Gryfindor!"
"Would stop with the annoying ditty already. If I have to hear that one more time…"
"Draco?" She asked turning around.
He stood, still wearing his uniform, glaring at her.
"Hi! How did I do?" She asked with a friendly smile.
Draco took in an angry hiss and she saw his left eye twitch. "Oh you did fine, I can't deny that. But you should have told me!"
"What, that I was gonna play?" She asked raising a brow.
"Yes!"
"Why?" She asked.
"Because…" he paused and looked around the room. Grabbing her harm tightly he dragged her into one of the open classrooms.
"Hey! Draco, let go of my arm, you're hurting me! Let go dammit!" She said.
He stopped and let go of her arm with a shove.
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOU'RE PROBLEM!" She raged.
"MY PROBLEM? MY PROBLEM? YOU ARE MY PROBLEM!" He said with a glare.
"Uh, no. You got that wrong! I am not you're problem. You're oversized ego is!" She said jabbing at his chest. He knocked her fingers aside.
"Do you know just what COULD of happened out there? How many times has you're precious Potter gotten himself busted. Or me even!"
"Draco, You're not making any sense!" She growled.
"Just… aruughhhhh!" he said and threw his arms up in the air turning his back to her.
"Oh no you don't! You will NOT turn you're back on my Malfoy!" She said grabbing a hold of his robes and tried to turn him around, and to her defense was doing a decent job of it. He stomped his foot down and pivoted so he once again had his back to her.
Ginny fumed. Feeling the sudden urge she slapped him upside the back of the head sending looks sweat slicked silver hair flying upward. He coward forward and grabbed the back of his head momentarily shocked by the unexpected blow.
"Look at me Malfoy!" She said.
"Just get the hell out of here Ginny!" Draco said angrily, almost restrained.
"Hell no. You picked this fight you're sure as hell going to see it through!" She said and shoved his back. He stepped forward to catch his balance quickly he pivoted to face her.
"I'm not going to hit a girl now get the hell out of here now!" He said his eyes burning with fury.
"Screw that! I can take anything you throw at me!" She screamed venomously.
"Go!" he yelled gesturing towards the door.
"NO!" She said and brought back her fist colliding with his left eye.
By then any control that Draco had had was now long gone. He charged at her knocking her off of her feet and onto the dusty floor.
Ginny grunted as they hit the floor but grabbed a hand full of his robes and pushed him up and successfully managed a good left hook to his jaw.
Draco winced and brought his fist up crashing it into her jaw. She could taste the bitter flavor of blood on her lips where her bottom lip had split open. They continued to slug each other until Ginny shoved herself up and kicked Draco. He jumped up and grabbed her shoulders.
Drained Draco held her back for a while, trying to keep him out of reach of her flailing legs and fists. Ginny stuck a leg out and managed to slide one of his feet out from under him. Together the started to fall into a wall. To both of their surprise the fell through it and down a shoot. Even as they were sliding downward into the darkness they still fought. Finally they were shot of the end of the shoot into a laundry room.
The house elves screamed as the two crashed to the floor behind them in a heap with two thunderous groans. Neither of them had the ambition to continue fighting but they weren't going to let go of the grip they had on each other less they get tricked.
Ginny was so upset her face was red and her lower lip was a bloody and quivering mess. Draco looked at the swelling of her eye and cheek. Immediately he was sorry. She looked up and saw as the anger slowly dissolved in his eyes. She still glared menacingly at him.
He had one hand wrapped around he fist and one on the collar of her robes, her hands were caught in a handful of his hair and a vice grip on half of his neck.
The seconds passed and Draco saw the anger, the intimidation, the confusion, and rage, and mostly though there was the hurt. He closed his eyes and when he opened them her green eyes were slowly filling with tears. And then it happened. For the life of him he couldn't understand why or how. But he bent down and kissed her slowly pulling her robes forward so he could reach her face. Then he pulled away.
Expression played on her face and she slapped him. Hard. Right across his left cheek. Then she shoved him off of her and glared down at him.
How had it come to this? Just hours ago they had been ecstatic over his recent triumph! Now what were they doing? Ginny got up and grabbed a house elf by the back of his pillowcase wears, event though they all had hats and socks as well.
"How the hell do I get out of here?" She screamed.
"Threw that door miss," It pointed at a dungeon like door and she stormed out of it.
Draco got up and ran after her.
"Leave me alone Draco!" She said as she knelt against the wall weakly.
He sighed and collapsed next to her. "Maybe we shouldn't see each other for a while." He said softly.
"Yeah, maybe." She said as she dabbed her lip with the sleeve of her robes.
"Would you believe me if I said I was sorry?" He asked.
"No." She said firmly and got up. He watched as she ran down the hall and he just leaned against the wall utterly alone.
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Oh yeah, chapter 5 whoooo baby!
At present Ginny sat at the Gryfindor table and was trying to eat which was difficult since for the past four day she'd been coaching Draco through every possible angle for his upcoming Charms test. Since she had the period free she had stood outside his class while he took his test. He had walked in with a grim and nervous express and when he came out it wasn't much better. If you were to ask Ginny who was more rattled about the results she couldn't give you a positive answer, but one thing was for sure; her housemates were starting to raise brows at her jumpiness.
"Stop being stupid. You're Virginia Weasley, You are dignified, you are confident…you are dumping your pumpkin juice!" She said as she immediately started to rectify the situation by dabbing at the cloth with a napkin.
Something was flung onto her table and she looked across the way to the Slytherin table, where Draco sat laughing at her. Covertly she stuck her tongue out and continued to dab at the spot.
"Um…Ginny?" A voice asked beside her.
"Hmm?" Ginny asked not looking up from the stain.
"Have you forgotten that you're a witch or something?" Ron asked looking at her strangely.
Ginny could of slapped herself as she pulled out her wand.
"Reversio!" The spill pilled back up and flew into the pitcher.
"I was beginning to wonder…" Ron replied.
"Sorry, it's just that stupid test." She said shaking her head.
"Ginny? What test?" Hermoine asked.
"That Charms test yesterday." She replied as she started to peel an orange.
"Um…you didn't have a test yesterday." Hermoine replied.
"Oh, I know. It's a contagious tension!" Ginny said lamely, hoping that in her chipper tone it sounded natural.
"Maybe you should have been in Hufflepuff." George said shaking his head.
"George Weasley!" She said screaming at her brother.
"Uh… Hurricane Ginny incoming!" Fred announced and within moments George and Fred were off of their seats and running madly out of the great hall.
Ginny returned shortly afterward with a smug expression.
"So what did you do?" A voice said as she passed the Slytherin table.
"Let's just say they won't be sitting for a while." She said with a grin and never glanced away from her table. But even as she sat she could still hear the hearty laughter from Draco.
As Ginny reached for a fresh pitcher of juice the mail came in and thousands of letters dropped from the sky. She wasn't expecting the strange owl that sat down beside pig. It's massive beak looked razor sharp and its feathers gleamed with an unnatural light. This was obviously not your average owl. To further prove the strangeness there was a green serpent medallion hanging from its neck. She had no doubt whom this was from. Snatching the paper from its claw she started to read the green print on the top of the test.
"96 well done Mr. Malfoy. Perhaps there's some hope for you yet. Keep up the good work."
A 96! He scored a 96!
Unable to hold in her excitement she jumped onto the table and let out an excited howl!
"Yes! Yes! Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes!" She said shoving her fists in the air.
The entire hall looked at her strangely, everyone thought that she had finally cracked. Well, everyone but Draco Malfoy who was laughing so hard he had to leave the hall.
Ginny stopped and glanced out into the shocked faces of the staff and even the Slytherin.
"Um… My pen pal got into a band." She said and climbed down the table grabbing her things and making a run for it, leaving the hall still wide eyed and slack jawed.
As she slipped out of the hall someone grabbed her arm.
"Quite a scene you put on!" Draco said with an open friendly grin.
"Highly excellent my dear friend." She said with a grin. "A 96! You got a 96!"
"I'm sure have of Hog warts is suspicious now but, thanks for the enthusiasm." Draco said with a grin. "I couldn't of done it without you're help!"
They continued down the hall.
"That's a 45 point up! Can you believe it?" She said grabbing his arm and stopped.
"What?" He asked turning around only to enveloped in a massive hug.
He awkwardly joined the hug and then let go. "You Weasleys, you get so riled up over nothing." He said trying to hide his embarrassment.
"And what is that supposed to mean?"
"You should know what it means."
"List ion, I might act like a Weasley, but you will always bounce like a ferret." She said with a sly grin.
He rolled his eyes.
"So are you ready for the game?"
"Prepare to loose," he said confidently.
"Ah but how soon you forget." she said.
"About what."
"George's grades dropped so much that he's benched. They've got a new beater." She said with a grin.
"Oh yeah, and who is this mysterious person?" He asked.
"Hmm… that's for me to know and for you to find out." She said.
********
The crowed roared loudly and the stands were packed.
"Welcome the Slytherins!" A Slytherin announcer proclaimed.
"And our Seeker is…. Draco Malfoy!
Keeper. John Marks!
Beaters …. Katie Martial and Jack Ryan!
Chasers…Denny Longarm, Margie Nelson, and Karen Richards!" and the annoying voice continued to announce their players.
The green clad athletes strode out onto the field.
Draco looked up into the stands, a ritual that he'd taken for luck. Not that it helped him any.
"Now, welcome to the home game for the GRYFINDORS!" Hermoine shouted not able to not be excited.
"A round of applause for our fearless leader and seeker…. Potter!
Another big hand for our seeker…. R. Weasley!
People put your hands together for the fabulous wonder beaters… F. Weasley and G. Weasley!
Last but not least the colossal chasers… Bell, Johnson and Phillips!
Will the Dream Team Please Stand UP!?" She said excitedly and getting a majorly disapproving glance from the Slytherin Announcer. Since she hadn't said anything offensive they couldn't hold it against her.
Draco Weasley inwardly fumed. George Weasley was still in the game!
The crowd roared with overall excitement. It charged the field and the competition had already begun.
"The Balls are released! And they're up!" The two announcers screamed.
The game marched on the chasers were certainly doing their jobs because every four or five seconds the announcers were screaming out points adjustments.
Finally the half hour mark rung and the time out was called. Malfoy flew towards the beaters who were cheering themselves on.
"What's this? Malfoy cruises in on the beaters. Will there is a confrontation?" Hermoine asked.
"What the hell is going on here Weasley? I happen to have it on very good authority that you're benched." He snarled.
Fred zoomed around and tapped Malfoy on the shoulder.
"You might want' to look at the bench." He said with a grin.
And look Malfoy did, there George Weasley sat grumpily but when he noticed he was being pointed at he stood up and blew a kiss at the confused Slytherin.
Hermoine smiled. "Did I happen to mention that G. Weasley is Ginny Weasley? Ooops… Well temporarily replacing George Weasley is the littlest Weasley, Ginny!"
Draco's eyes bulged and he looked over to see that the mystery beater had removed the heavy helmet and a massive cascade of red hair pooled down her back. Ginny cheekily winked and kissed the air and took off for a run around the field.
No way. This wasn't happening. She'd been hitting bludgers at him and the chasers with such force. It couldn't have been little Ginny Weasley!
Draco was pissed. He pulled up beside Ginny and glared at her. "We'll talk about this later."
Ginny shrugged and went back to her game.
Harry caught the Snitch leaving them with only 30 points over Slytherin with the additional 150. The crowd had cheered but Malfoy was majorly pissed. He would have caught the winged ball if a bludger hadn't nearly taken his head off.
Oh yes, him and Ginny would definitely have a discussion about this.
In the meantime he threw his broom down into the mud and kicked the loose quaffle against the Ravenclaw tower.
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Ginny Weasley skipped down the halls whistling the Gryfindor victory song.
"We're Gryfindor
We're victory
We're strong
We're bad
We're cool
You're history
You're wrong
We're glad
'Gonna make you drool!
No need to hang around
Red and Gold rock the house!
Gggggggrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyfffffffffffiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnndddddddddooorrrrrrr!
Gggggggrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyffffffffiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnddddddddddooorrrrrrr!
Gryfindor! Gryfindor! Yay Gryfindor!"
"Would stop with the annoying ditty already. If I have to hear that one more time…"
"Draco?" She asked turning around.
He stood, still wearing his uniform, glaring at her.
"Hi! How did I do?" She asked with a friendly smile.
Draco took in an angry hiss and she saw his left eye twitch. "Oh you did fine, I can't deny that. But you should have told me!"
"What, that I was gonna play?" She asked raising a brow.
"Yes!"
"Why?" She asked.
"Because…" he paused and looked around the room. Grabbing her harm tightly he dragged her into one of the open classrooms.
"Hey! Draco, let go of my arm, you're hurting me! Let go dammit!" She said.
He stopped and let go of her arm with a shove.
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOU'RE PROBLEM!" She raged.
"MY PROBLEM? MY PROBLEM? YOU ARE MY PROBLEM!" He said with a glare.
"Uh, no. You got that wrong! I am not you're problem. You're oversized ego is!" She said jabbing at his chest. He knocked her fingers aside.
"Do you know just what COULD of happened out there? How many times has you're precious Potter gotten himself busted. Or me even!"
"Draco, You're not making any sense!" She growled.
"Just… aruughhhhh!" he said and threw his arms up in the air turning his back to her.
"Oh no you don't! You will NOT turn you're back on my Malfoy!" She said grabbing a hold of his robes and tried to turn him around, and to her defense was doing a decent job of it. He stomped his foot down and pivoted so he once again had his back to her.
Ginny fumed. Feeling the sudden urge she slapped him upside the back of the head sending looks sweat slicked silver hair flying upward. He coward forward and grabbed the back of his head momentarily shocked by the unexpected blow.
"Look at me Malfoy!" She said.
"Just get the hell out of here Ginny!" Draco said angrily, almost restrained.
"Hell no. You picked this fight you're sure as hell going to see it through!" She said and shoved his back. He stepped forward to catch his balance quickly he pivoted to face her.
"I'm not going to hit a girl now get the hell out of here now!" He said his eyes burning with fury.
"Screw that! I can take anything you throw at me!" She screamed venomously.
"Go!" he yelled gesturing towards the door.
"NO!" She said and brought back her fist colliding with his left eye.
By then any control that Draco had had was now long gone. He charged at her knocking her off of her feet and onto the dusty floor.
Ginny grunted as they hit the floor but grabbed a hand full of his robes and pushed him up and successfully managed a good left hook to his jaw.
Draco winced and brought his fist up crashing it into her jaw. She could taste the bitter flavor of blood on her lips where her bottom lip had split open. They continued to slug each other until Ginny shoved herself up and kicked Draco. He jumped up and grabbed her shoulders.
Drained Draco held her back for a while, trying to keep him out of reach of her flailing legs and fists. Ginny stuck a leg out and managed to slide one of his feet out from under him. Together the started to fall into a wall. To both of their surprise the fell through it and down a shoot. Even as they were sliding downward into the darkness they still fought. Finally they were shot of the end of the shoot into a laundry room.
The house elves screamed as the two crashed to the floor behind them in a heap with two thunderous groans. Neither of them had the ambition to continue fighting but they weren't going to let go of the grip they had on each other less they get tricked.
Ginny was so upset her face was red and her lower lip was a bloody and quivering mess. Draco looked at the swelling of her eye and cheek. Immediately he was sorry. She looked up and saw as the anger slowly dissolved in his eyes. She still glared menacingly at him.
He had one hand wrapped around he fist and one on the collar of her robes, her hands were caught in a handful of his hair and a vice grip on half of his neck.
The seconds passed and Draco saw the anger, the intimidation, the confusion, and rage, and mostly though there was the hurt. He closed his eyes and when he opened them her green eyes were slowly filling with tears. And then it happened. For the life of him he couldn't understand why or how. But he bent down and kissed her slowly pulling her robes forward so he could reach her face. Then he pulled away.
Expression played on her face and she slapped him. Hard. Right across his left cheek. Then she shoved him off of her and glared down at him.
How had it come to this? Just hours ago they had been ecstatic over his recent triumph! Now what were they doing? Ginny got up and grabbed a house elf by the back of his pillowcase wears, event though they all had hats and socks as well.
"How the hell do I get out of here?" She screamed.
"Threw that door miss," It pointed at a dungeon like door and she stormed out of it.
Draco got up and ran after her.
"Leave me alone Draco!" She said as she knelt against the wall weakly.
He sighed and collapsed next to her. "Maybe we shouldn't see each other for a while." He said softly.
"Yeah, maybe." She said as she dabbed her lip with the sleeve of her robes.
"Would you believe me if I said I was sorry?" He asked.
"No." She said firmly and got up. He watched as she ran down the hall and he just leaned against the wall utterly alone.
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Oh yeah, chapter 5 whoooo baby!