Through The Eyes Of Ron
Chapter Thirteen
The Calm Before The Storm
(Not Entirely Seen Through Ron's Eyes)
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Author's Note: This is fan fiction, a story idea from the brain that's mine entangled with J.K. Rowling's world and characters. I'm writing this for me, and posting it on Fanfiction.net so I have it saved. I'm not trying to impress anybody I'm just writing and saving that's all. Don't flame me if y'all don't like it, but if somebody should happen to enjoy it, please feel free but not obligated to leave a review. ~*Carey*~
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Ron sat in the corner, trying to make himself comfortable. He had been let out of his body bind when they pushed dinner in hours ago. Ron didn't eat it, but he took advantage of being able to move again.
The door opened and Ron winced at the harsh light coming from the hallway. Headmaster Campbell entered with his wand out and ready in one hand and a plate of breakfast in the other.
"Good morning Ron, I imagine you're hungry. You didn't eat your lunch or dinner last evening so I brought you breakfast. I don't trust you to eat around everybody else so I brought your breakfast here. Eat quickly so you can start your lessons." Headmaster Campbell said.
"I'm not hungry." Ron said.
"Well maybe after a day of lessons you will be." Headmaster Campbell said taking the plates of cold lunch and dinner away. He put them outside in the hall and picked up something else. He dropped Ron's shoes, that seemed to have been polished in front of him, and threw him a clean uniform. Ron still wore his uniform, but it had been dirty. "Get dressed, a day filled with education awaits you."
Ron dressed reluctantly into the clean uniform and put a pair of clean socks on as well as his shoes on.
Then without saying anything to the Headmaster Ron followed him down the hall, down the stairs into the school wing, and into the Transfiguration classroom.
The Headmaster handed him his book and wand and locked him in. Ron sighed and looked around. There were four desks for every row, and there were three rows. Ron didn't know who sat where, as everybody was still at breakfast, but he didn't care. He was sitting in the back no matter what, and if anybody had a problem with it, they could fight him. He didn't want to go to class anyway.
The class filed in with Professor Claymont behind them. Once everybody had a seat he locked the door. It turned out that nobody sat in the back row, but since Ron was there, he didn't have any other choice, but he didn't want to sit a seat closer to the front anyway.
"Ah, Ron welcome to Advanced Transfiguration. In this class I'll be teaching you how to become an Animagus, or a wizard who can turn into an animal. Did you cover that in your previous school?" Professor Claymont asked.
Ron shrugged and stared out the window. He didn't want to be here.
"You're not sure?" Professor Clayton asked confused.
"He's not sure of which of the four previous schools your referring to." A boy up front said smugly.
Everybody in the class snickered, but Ron didn't care. He was too tired to care anymore. He continued to stare out the window, watching a bird looking for food for its family. Ron wondered if that bird felt trapped at all. He knew that if he had been a bird, he'd always fly, just because he was free. Still he wondered if the bird felt trapped, because instead of flying carelessly, it had to find food and not for itself, but for it's family. It had responsibility weighing it down. Then again, it wasn't in a cage, not like Ron. That's what he felt. He felt like a caged bird, being trapped in this school.
Headmaster Campbell walked through the front doors of Hogwarts. He saw the students in the Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology lessons as he walked up to the school. He looked around the Entrance Hall for somebody to help him with directions.
Meow. Headmaster Campbell looked around for the cat. He turned around and jumped with surprise as an old man with lamp-like eyes stood staring nastily at him. He looked down and saw a dust colored skeletal cat with similar lamp-like eyes staring at him, just as suspiciously as the old man.
"Can I help you?"
"I hope so. I'm here to see Headmaster Professor Dumbledore, if he can spare a moment of his time." Headmaster Campbell said catching his breath.
"Who are you?" The old man asked.
"Ian Campbell, I'm Headmaster of the Bridgeton Wizardry School." Headmaster Campbell said.
"Never heard of it." The old man said suspiciously.
"It's not a school for regular witches and wizards, it's for the students with severe behavior problems. They're sent to us, we straighten them out, and then we send them back to their schools. We actually have a former student of yours, and that's why I wish to speak to Headmaster Dumbledore if he has a moment." Headmaster Campbell said.
"This way." The old man said. "You know I have a few students I could recommend for your school. I have an entire drawer full of the Weasley twins' rule-breaking."
"Did you say Weasley?" Headmaster Campbell asked.
"Yes, why?" The old man asked.
"The student whom I need to speak to Headmaster Dumbledore about is a Weasley. Ronald Weasley's his name. Were they related do you know?" Headmaster Campbell asked.
"Anybody with the last name of Weasley is probably related. Merlin knows their parents have more than enough children. But I remember Ronald Weasley. He and that Potter boy were always up to no good." The old man said.
They stopped at a statue of a gargoyle. "Jelly slugs." The old man said.
The statue jumped aside and Headmaster Campbell followed the old man up the spiral stairs. The old man knocked on the door.
"Headmaster, are you busy? There's somebody here to see you." The old man said.
The door opened, and Professor Dumbledore stood at the door.
"Yes Mr. Filch?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"Ah, this man is here to see you. He says he's Headmaster of the Bridgeton school." Filch said.
"Well do come in. Thank you Argus." Professor Dumbledore said.
Headmaster Campbell entered the office and the old man named Argus Filch left. Headmaster Campbell looked around. There was a dog peering inquisitively at him, and there was a phoenix perched on the railing of the stairs.
"Please have a seat. I'm Albus Dumbledore, and you are?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"Ian Campbell from the Bridgeton Wizardry School. You may not have heard of it, it's for er… more troublesome young wizards and witches." Headmaster Campbell explained.
"I know of your school Professor. It was recommended that one of my former students attend there by Mr. Lucious Malfoy, however his parents sent him off to another school. May I ask what brings you here?" Professor Dumbledore asked patiently.
"Well actually I was hoping that maybe you could help me. See, I do believe I have the former student of whom you speak. Ronald Weasley?" Headmaster Campbell asked.
"He is attending there?" Professor Dumbledore asked with concern.
"Yes, as of this past week. Now I know that Bridgeton is the fifth school he's attended, but since he was here for five years, I figure you might know more about him then say his last school, where he only attended a day before disappearing." Headmaster Campbell explained.
"I'm sorry, perhaps you could fill me in a bit. When and where has he moved since leaving our school, and when did he disappear?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"According to records sent to me, he attended the Cork school after he was forced to leave here. He attended that school for about a month. I don't know why, but for some reason he left there and attended the Ballycastle school for a bit more than a month, but he left there as well. Then he was sent to America and went to the Salem school for a day, and he apparently disappeared to California until this week, and then he was sent my way." Headmaster Campbell said.
"How is he doing there? Mr. Weasley could be very stubborn sometimes, but I never pictured him in your school." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Well, I think he's changed since you've last seen him. Arthur Weasley said that Ron's behavior outside of school was unacceptable, and that his behavior's grown worse, which each placement, and he's hoping that we can straighten him out. And as soon as I find out Ron's real problem then I can straighten him out, but I can only guess right now what's making Ron act so terribly. I was just wondering if you knew what might've been bothering him. I thought maybe you would've noticed if Ron's problems started while he was here." Headmaster Campbell said.
"I don't remember him acting any different here. Though maybe the problem started when he left here. Change can be hard on anybody, and Ron was leaving this school, which was filled with his family and friends to go to a school where he knew nobody. And it had to be hard on him to be the first child, and hopefully only child, of the Weasley family to be thrown out of Hogwarts. He's had quite a lot to live up to. His eldest brother Bill was Head Boy, Charlie was a Quidditch Captain and a seeker on the Quidditch team, Percy was a prefect, Head Boy, and received the most O.W.L.S. He was one of those sons that made parents proud to be parents. Fred and George maintain great grades, however they joke around too much to be prefects or Head Boys, but they never wanted those titles anyway, and if that wasn't enough they too are on the Quidditch team. Now it's Ron's fifth year, he wasn't on the Quidditch team, and he has good marks, but not great. He could achieve excellent marks if he only tried, the Weasleys are all extremely intelligent, but he can be extremely lazy, and he's not motivated. He doesn't see why he should put so much effort into trying if somebody else has already achieved it. I remember in his first year, when he looked into the Mirror of Erised he saw himself as the greatest Weasley of them all. He was Quidditch Captain and Head Boy. And now he's not even in Hogwarts to achieve any of that, so perhaps leaving Hogwarts was the start of the problem." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Or perhaps one of the many problems." Headmaster Campbell said thoughtfully.
"Professor Campbell, how exactly do you straighten your students out when you find out their problem or problems?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"I talk to them. It's amazing what happens when people care about somebody. Do you know who Tom Riddle was?" Headmaster Campbell asked.
"I taught him, while I was the Transfiguration Professor here." Professor Dumbledore said. "I knew then that he wasn't very trustworthy. Very bright, extremely bright in fact, however his decisions to pursue the Dark Arts are terrible."
"I only wish I could've been a teacher back then. He was an orphan, you know? His mother died, right after birth, and his father wanted nothing to do with him. There was definitely a lot of hate and pain inside of him. Who knows what would've happened if somebody got involved?" Headmaster Campbell asked standing up.
"And what if the students don't want anybody to get involved?" Professor Dumbledore asked standing up as well and walking towards the door.
"They don't have a choice. The only way back to their former schools is through our consent. It's been a pleasure to meet you sir." Headmaster Campbell said.
"Ah, the pleasure's all mine. Professor, I wonder if I might help you a bit. A friend of mine who has taught Ron in the past is in need of work. If Ron wants to talk to somebody he knows I can send him your way. If you need a tutor for Ron, for all the time he's missed, and to keep him up with Hogwarts' studies, he's an excellent teacher. I would've had him on my staff, but there is some prejudice against him, because he's a werewolf. Ron's completely aware of this, and I think that Ron regards this man as one of his favorite teachers at Hogwarts." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Please, by all means, send him our way." Headmaster Campbell said earnestly.
"I'll send him an owl. Thanks for stopping by, I'll talk to his sister and brothers and ask about Ron, see if they know anything." Professor Dumbledore said.
"That would be great, thank you." Headmaster Campbell said. He left.
Professor Dumbledore made sure the Headmaster had left and shut the door. He crossed the room to his desk and started to write a letter. The dog by Dumbledore's desk turned into Sirius Black.
"You should send me with Remus. I want to see how troublesome Ron is." Sirius said.
"If Remus wants the job, then he can bring you for safety measures." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Remus will want the job, even if it's only for one day, I'll ask for you." Sirius said eagerly.
"You will stay here. I want to be sure that Remus is all right for the job." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Fine, let me go get Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny, so you can question them." Sirius said.
"All right, I'm trusting you to do only that." Professor Dumbledore said.
Sirius made his way to the
Gryffindor Tower as Padfoot and found Harry and Hermione studying at a
table. Well, actually Hermione was
studying Harry was half-awake just staring at a page in his book, and Sirius
could tell that Harry hadn't read anything but the same line at least ten
times. Harry was over exhausted from
Quidditch practices, and then he'd come inside to be hammered with studying by
Hermione.
Sirius thought he'd rescue his Godson from suffering such boredom, though he knew both Lily and James would look down on him with disapproval and amusement. Lily was like Hermione, extremely studious and bright, and James loved Quidditch more than anything, with maybe the exception of Lily and Harry, but still his marks earned him Head Boy. Sirius reckoned that if Ron didn't come back soon, then Hermione would make Harry Head Boy by having him study so much, or Harry would end up burning his books as not to hit her with them.
Sirius ran up to Harry and Hermione and stood on his hind legs, taking the book Harry was supposedly reading and pulling it off the table.
"Snuffles, not now! Harry has to study; he doesn't have enough time with Quidditch practices. Our O.W.L.S. are this year." Hermione snapped without looking up.
Sirius barked at her.
"Fine, Harry go and find out what he wants." Hermione said irritably. "But make sure you tell him that he'll be the one responsible when you have the worst O.W.L.S. of our year!"
Sirius barked at her again shaking his head as he backed up, so she could see him.
"Well he does need to study." Hermione said insistently.
Sirius shook his head meaningfully, and looked towards the portrait.
"This is so embarrassing. It's like that muggle show Lassie." Hermione muttered to herself as she put her quill down. "Do you want me to follow you?"
Sirius nodded vigorously.
"Fine." Hermione said shutting her book.
Once their books were put away, they made to follow Sirius, but Sirius sat down and looked over to the corner of the room, where the twins were sitting with Lee Jordan. He then looked back to Harry and Hermione, and then back to the portrait hole.
"I don't get it." Harry said.
"Either do I." Hermione said looking around. "Seamus, Dean, and Neville are all downstairs, go ask him in your dorm."
Sirius followed Harry to the fifth year's empty dorm. Harry stood behind the door and Sirius transformed.
"I looked to the Weasley twins, then to you two, and then to the portrait hole, what part didn't you get?" Sirius asked.
"I don't understand why you wanted the Weasley twins to come with us?" Harry said.
"Professor Dumbledore needs to see you, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny." Sirius explained.
"Oh, all right then. Change back and I'll get them." Harry said.
Sirius transformed back into Padfoot and followed Harry out of the dorm and back downstairs into the Gryffindor common room.
Harry walked over to Hermione. "Professor Dumbledore wants to see us as well as Ginny, Fred, and George." Harry said.
"Oh, I'll go get Ginny, you get the twins." Hermione said.
"All right." Harry said.
The three Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione soon joined Sirius as they left for Professor Dumbledore's office.
"Ginny, are you all right?" Harry asked with concern. Ginny had looked very disturbed by something; it was almost the expression Harry had noticed her with when she had opened the Chamber of Secrets, back in her first year.
Ginny nodded but didn't say anything. Harry somehow knew something was definitely not right.
"So what's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Everything's fine." Ginny said quickly, and quietly at that.
"I don't believe you. What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Nothing. Everything's fine." Ginny said irritably.
They stopped at the stone gargoyle statue.
"Harry, I don't suppose you happened to get the password, did you?" Hermione asked irritably.
"Er…" Harry said.
Sirius barked and the gargoyle statue jumped aside.
"So we have to bark like a dog to get into Dumbledore's office? How creative, nobody but an Animagus or somebody with an actual dog, whether they'd be muggle or Crups, would be able to get in." Fred said thoughtfully.
Harry knocked on the door and entered to find Professor Dumbledore talking to Remus Lupin's head, which was sticking out of the fire.
Professor Dumbledore gestured them to enter and have a seat.
"I reckon I could do it, as long as they didn't have a problem with what I am." Remus said.
"And if for whatever reason you decide that you don't want to do it, you may leave at any time." Professor Dumbledore said.
"All right, well I'll owl the Headmaster there and set up a meeting." Remus said.
"All right, and you can bring along this mutt I have here to keep you in check." Professor Dumbledore said. "He's really eager to go, but if you don't want him to come along, that's quite all right."
"Well, I'll think about it, but I'm sure I won't need him." Remus said.
Sirius growled.
"I'm going to go now, before he pees on me, thank you again for the recommendation, I truly appreciate it." Remus said.
"Well I hope it works out. Take care." Professor Dumbledore said.
Remus' head disappeared from the fire with a pop.
Sirius started to whimper, but Professor Dumbledore ignored him.
"Ah, good all of you are here, please have a seat. None of you are in trouble… for once. I just wanted to know, if any of you have heard from Ron." Professor Dumbledore said.
Everybody looked around hopefully. Finally, Fred answered. "We haven't heard from him since he ran away in America. He's been missing more than a month now."
"Well, you will all be relieved to know that Ron has returned earlier this week and has been at the Bridgeton school, since his return." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Bridgeton? The place Malfoy's dad ordered him to go to?" Fred asked with disbelief.
"Is he still alive? I didn't think he'd be able to stay an hour there if a friend of Malfoy's father owned it. I figured he'd let the students kill him as soon as our parents signed custody over to them." George said.
Ginny was practically in tears at the thought.
"Rest assured, he's been there the past week, and from what I've heard, he's not the same person he was when he left here. In fact I don't think your parents would've put him there if he hadn't changed." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Our parents really put him there?" George asked.
"Your father did, hoping that they could straighten Ron out." Professor Dumbledore said.
"He must've messed up really bad for dad to put him there." Fred said.
"I was wondering if Ron ever mentioned anything that was bothering him in his owls to all of you." Professor Dumbledore said.
"We didn't get any owls from him." George said referring to Fred and himself.
"He wrote me twice, and he seemed happy." Hermione said.
"I had four owls from him, and he did seem enthusiastic about the Cork School, but after he moved, the letters stopped." Harry said.
"Ginny's had an owl for everyday up until he moved to America, she'd know if anybody would." Fred said.
"Well actually, I had an owl from him up until the day he ran away." Ginny said.
"Did he say he was going to leave?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
Ginny nodded. "He said that he only had to stay there a day to realize that he wouldn't last there any longer than any other placement. He said that he was going to leave; only our dad wouldn't have to take care of finding another place for him to stay. He said he was going to run away, and that we'd hopefully never see him again." Ginny said.
"Do you know why he had to leave the other schools?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
Ginny nodded.
"Why?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"I can't say." Ginny said.
"Did he tell you in the letters?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"Yes." Ginny said.
"Perhaps, you could let me see the letters?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"All right." Ginny said, as she headed towards the door. "Can your dog come with me, so I can get back in? I can't bark like a dog to make the gargoyle to jump aside."
"The password to my office is Jelly slugs, Ms. Weasley. The gargoyle lets the dog in when it barks, because it can't say the password." Professor Dumbledore chuckled.
"Right." Ginny said smiling as she rolled her eyes at her foolishness to believe Fred and George.
Ginny left the Headmaster's office. She made her way to the common room and up to her dorm. She pulled out a small box from under her bed; it was filled with all of the letters Ron had written to her. Should she bring all of the letters that Ron wrote to her up to Professor Dumbledore? Ron had told Ginny everything that had happened for everyday he was gone, in these letters, and he had told her how he felt about everything, and Ginny wasn't sure he'd want Professor Dumbledore to know about times when he felt hurt or betrayed, not to mention that she didn't want Professor Dumbledore to know that she was worried and vulnerable at times, because in addition to writing about his own life, Ron replied to his sister's letters, and in them Ron would let her know about curses she could use to defend herself, and he also told her to let Fred and George know so they could protect her from the thing that bothered her.
Ginny couldn't find the exact two letters, so she decided that she would bring the whole box up, and not waste time in her dorm.
Ginny left the dorm and the common room and started downstairs for the Headmaster's office. On the fifth floor, she stopped. A noise behind her made her feel like somebody was watching her. There wasn't anybody there.
Ginny sighed and went to turn around.
THUD! Ginny dropped the box of letters and gasped seeing Draco Malfoy right in front of her face. Ginny caught her breath and bent down slowly, never taking her eyes off of Draco's to pick up her box.
"Ow!" Ginny cried. The moment her hand had touched the box, Draco had stepped on it and hard at that.
Ginny pulled her hand away and scooped up the box with the other. She stood up and put her hand in her pocket pulling out her wand.
"What? You're going to attempt to hurt me? You don't want to do that." Malfoy said dangerously. "Expelliarmus!"
Ginny's wand flew to Draco's hand.
"Please give me back my wand." Ginny said determinedly, though she was terrified. Malfoy had been harassing her every time she was alone, and that's really the reason she wanted Professor Dumbledore's dog to come with her. She didn't want to walk the halls alone.
Malfoy slammed her against the door behind her, which unfortunately led to an empty classroom. "Shut up." Malfoy said dangerously.
"My brothers were just behind me, they'll hurt you badly if you don't leave." Ginny said threateningly trying to keep her cool.
Malfoy smiled. "Good, then when they get sent to Bridgeton, there will be nobody here to protect you." Malfoy said.
"Let me be, or I'll scream." Ginny said warningly, though tears of fear came to her eyes.
"You'll do what?" Malfoy asked dangerously placing his hands around her neck.
"Please…" Ginny cried as tears now fell down her face. "Let me go."
Malfoy didn't break her neck, as Ginny feared he would, but kissed her forcefully.
Ginny cried and tried to scream as Malfoy forced his tongue into her mouth. Her parents would disown her if they knew Malfoy had even touched her, and if she weren't so weak, she wouldn't have let it happen.
Malfoy's hands slipped behind Ginny's robes and underneath her skirt. Ginny screamed, but it was muffled, since Malfoy's mouth covered hers.
Ginny then did the only thing she could think of to get Malfoy away from her. She kneed him where it hurt.
"Ow! You stupid bitch!" Malfoy yelled. He brought his hand back and hit her hard across the face.
"Ow!" Ginny sobbed.
Malfoy grabbed her face with his hands and started to pull her towards him.
"No!" Ginny cried smacking him across the face to push him away. She tried to run, but Malfoy grabbed her wrist. She dropped her box of letters to use all her strength to pull away from him. "Let go of me!" Ginny cried.
Malfoy slammed Ginny against the wall as he opened the classroom door. He shoved her in the classroom.
"Why do you have to make this so difficult? I could've been extremely nice to you, but you chose to be difficult. You're only making this worse for yourself, don't you understand that?" Malfoy asked cornering Ginny and kissing her forcefully, while she pushed at his chest for him to get away from her.
The door opened.
"Furnunculus!" Hermione shouted with her wand pointed at Malfoy.
Malfoy yelled with pain as he was covered with boils.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione shouted.
Malfoy went very still and fell backwards, still yelling out of pain. Ginny grabbed her wand from Malfoy and ran past Hermione and out of the room. She picked up her box of letters, and was ready to run, when Hermione placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Hermione shut the door and locked it.
"Ginny, are you all right?" Hermione asked.
"You can't tell my brothers! I didn't want any of that!" Ginny cried. Hermione noticed Ginny was trembling.
"Ginny, it wasn't your fault." Hermione said.
"Please don't tell Fred and George, they'll tell my mum, and she'll disown me. Malfoy was the one that put Ron in Bridgeton, I hate Malfoy, he came up to me, and I was going to scream, but he threatened to break my neck. Please don't tell." Ginny cried.
"Ginny, it wasn't your fault!" Hermione said.
"If I wasn't so weak, it wouldn't have happened. I was too scared to pull out my wand, and then when I did it was too late. Ron knew that I was weak, but he always protected me. Please don't tell my brothers, they'll tell my mum, and I don't want her to know." Ginny cried.
"I won't tell your brothers." Hermione promised. "Did this happen before?"
"Ever since Ron left he's been following me when I'm alone, so I only leave the common room when there's somebody accompanying me." Ginny said.
They walked to Dumbledore's office in agreement that this subject wasn't brought up again in the company of Harry, Fred, and George.
"Ms. Weasley, are you all right, you've been gone quite a while." Professor Dumbledore said.
"I'm sorry sir, I went back to the common room, and somebody asked me for my notes, and I had to find them and I had to find Ron's letters, and I tried finding the two letters he wrote after he moved, and I still haven't found them yet." Ginny said looking down at the box.
"Are you sure you're all right?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"Yes sir." Ginny said searching through her box. "Here's one…" Ginny said handing him a letter that dated the 15th of January. "And… here's the other. Did you want the last one he sent me, when he left the American school?" Ginny asked handing Professor Dumbledore a second later dated the 12th of February.
"Might it be possible for me to see all of the letters he sent you? It might help the Headmaster of Bridgeton understand what's bothering Ron, and if he understands, then he can help Ron to get better, and then he can come back here sooner." Professor Dumbledore said reading the letters.
"I can't sir. He'd never speak to me again if he knew I showed these letters to anybody else, especially the Headmaster of a school he doesn't want to be at." Ginny said.
"But Ginny, if it gets him out of there, he'd love you even more! Give him the letters." George urged.
Ginny hesitated, but handed the box of letters to the Headmaster.
Author's Note: I'm lost in my own mind now, I'm sorry. My main intentions were to bring in Remus, and I can't mention Remus without thinking of Sirius, and then I pictured Hogwarts, and then I just lost it. Hogwarts led to the Weasleys and Ginny without her best overprotective brother. Once again, I'm sorry, but I'm not out to please anybody. I'm just writing and going in different directions. Sorry. ~*Carey*~