New Beginnings
By Fiery-chan and LyssaQuill

Lyssa: Welcome back loyal readers! *Waves politely at the regulars of this story* and to all you newcomers, beware. I am sitting here waiting for Jackie; she doesn't seem to be here yet, but she has 5 minutes, then I'm starting the story without her.
Fiery: *Walks in wearing a skimpy top that's basically see through* Hey, sorry I'm late.
Lyssa: Jackie you whore! Cover up! *Covers eyes with hands* my virgin eyes!
Fiery: Aw, but I like this shirt. Oh fine! *Reluctantly pulls out an orange Pixie Stix* Accio Sweatshirt! *A white hooded Nike sweatshirt flies through the window into Jackie's awaiting hands* Hmm this looks familiar *shrugs and pulls it on anyway*.
Lyssa: *uncovers eyes and looks at the new shirt* You're right, where have I seen it?
Tom: *walks in topless with a scowl on his face* Ok, which one of you bimbos took my sweatshirt?
Fiery: *shrieks happily* Tom!!! *Runs to Tom and jumps on him, hugging him very tightly* I missed you!
Tom: *gasping* Can't…… breathe…….
Lyssa: *hits fiery with the frying pan, knocking her off Tom* Damn obsessive fan.
Tom: Thanks Lyssa, I think she broke a rib.
Lyssa: No problem. *Cures Tom with a wave of her breadstick* Ew, you smell like fish.
Tom: Well I did spend the last 3 chapters in the ocean.
Lyssa: Ah, good point. And now for the next chapt-
Fiery: I'm in pain.
Tom: *picks up Fiery in one tanned chiseled muscular arm and tosses her onto the couch like a rag doll* There, happy?
Fiery: *pouts* Meanie. *Perks up a bit* But it's alright Tom, you're sexy when you're mean!
Tom: Don't even get me started.
Lyssa: Ok time for business, *sits at computer desk, pulls up Microsoft word and begins to type* Chapte-
Fiery: Wait!
Lyssa: What is it now?
Fiery: Didn't we want to thank the reviewers?
Lyssa: Oh yeah.

To the Reviewers: Thank you to all of you. Even those of you who didn't like our A/Ns (for more on this subject, go to our reviews and read them. We left a special message to you). At least it's a review. We promise to cut down on the interruptions throughout the coming chapters, but there is no way in hell that we are getting rid of them because we like them and this is our goddam story so you can just shove it up your- *Jackie pushes Lyssa away from the keyboard and takes over* Aneeway, thaynk yoo agen two evreewon hoo reevewd- *Lyssa once again takes over the keyboard* I fear that all of the blows to the head *gestures nonchalantly to the frying pan* has left our Jackie a bit illiterate. Oh well. Thanks for reviewing!

Tom: Can I do the disclaimer?
Fiery: Be my guest... Porkchop!

Disclaimer: LyssaQuill and Fiery-chan own nothing but a computer, a couple of books, and between the two they've got half a brain. Jackie thinks she owns me, but I am just here because they wrote me into this chapter and I don't have a choice. I am actually pretty afraid. The walls are covered with printed-out pictures of me, and they even took all of the 'Draco' cards out of their numerous Harry Potter Uno© sets and walk around with them in their back pockets. They own this story's plot but that's about it, and then again, after Jackie took my sweatshirt, I'm not surprised if they stole this too.

Chapter 4

"What in the bloody hell was that?" Draco asked referring to the car that had nearly run them down, his heart racing. Aurora didn't seem overly shaken up by the whole ordeal. She appeared to be more concerned about Draco being mad at her than anything else.

"Oh Draco! I'm sorry. I should have paid more attention, but you forgive me, right?" She stared up at him from under heavily mascaraed lashes; in what she seemed to think was a persuasive manor, absentmindedly rubbing her necklace.
Draco just snarled at her and walked inside the cool ice cream parlor.

The three sat down at a small table in the corner, Aurora across from Draco, and Hermione in a chair at the other end. They ordered their ice cream and dove in gratefully as soon as it came, happy to be out of the hot August sun. Draco still seemed to be pretty peeved, glaring threateningly at passing cars through the shoppe window.

"So Draco are you seeing anyone?" Aurora asked flirtatiously.

"Um, no." Draco replied. Hermione wanted to smack him.

"Very nice." Aurora said with a coy smile on her face. She picked up some ice cream on her spoon and swirled it around, sliding it into her mouth suggestively.

Hermione was gagging but Draco seemed somewhat amused. Aurora took his apparent interest as a sign, and continued her little game, licking the ice cream off the spoon and swirling her tongue around it, keeping her eyes on Draco throughout the whole show.

"Well, you seem to be very taken with your ice cream." Draco noted sarcastically. Aurora dropped her spoon with a frown on her face; obviously discouraged that Draco hadn't taken her bait. Hermione snorted into her ice cream and Draco smiled at her, which made her glad that she was sitting down because his smile made her knees go weak.

Tom: Bait? Fish? Where?
Fiery: Relax hun, there are no fish.
Tom: *pouting* Damn.
Fiery: Oh Tom, you're so sexy when you're disappointed! *Batting eyelashes behind her glasses*
Tom: *turns to Lyssa* Can I borrow that frying pan? *Lyssa hands him the pan* Thanks. *Whacks Jackie across the back of the head and she goes flying into the opposite wall, and slides slowly to the ground tearing Tom Felton posters down with her*
Lyssa: *laughing uncontrollably at the sight of her friend's scantily clad body crumpled in a heap on the floor* Back... *guffaw* ...to the... *wheeze* ...story! *The sound of fits of laughter fades away, as we return to our scene in the ice cream parlor*

'This is just messed up.' Draco thought to himself. 'I'm sitting here, eating ice cream with Granger and a Muggle and the worst part is, I think I am actually having a good time. What's the world coming to?'

"So Aurora, do you like movies?" Hermione turned to Aurora, who was now sitting with her head down, not touching her progressively melted ice cream. She looked up when she was addressed and looked confused as if she had just been thinking about something when Hermione snapped her out of her thoughts. Although, Draco sincerely doubted that any deep thoughts ever passed through the hollow space between the idiot Muggle's ears they called a brain.

"Huh? What about movies? Oh… Yeah… I uh... I love movies." Aurora nodded her head rapidly as if to emphasize just how much she enjoyed these 'movie' things (whatever they were), and her purple streaked hair bounced up and down behind her. She resembled one of those bobble-head dolls Draco had seen in the window of a shoppe in the town. "Do you like movies Draco?"

He really wasn't sure whether or not he liked these things, seeing as he had no clue what they were. Luckily Hermione jumped in and saved him.

"Draco loves movies! We watch them all the time together. On my TV." she added that last part looking pointedly at him.

"Oh yeah, all the time." If these 'movie' things were anything like that 'Big Butts' video Draco had seen on the TV earlier that morning, they couldn't be bad. "Movies are great."

"Wow, Draco. We have so much in common! I like movies, you like movies. I like ice cream, you like ice cream. What a perfect match, don't you think?"

"I think if your qualifications for the 'perfect match' are based on snack foods and entertainment, then you need to reevaluate your priorities."

Lyssa: Ooh! Dissed and dismissed!
Fiery: You are good at writing dialogue.
Lyssa: I know.
Fiery: You're my American Idol.
Lyssa: I know.
Fiery: You're the best writer in all the land.
Lyssa: I know.
Fiery: You're the one making me say all these false compliments and I don't mean any of them, you narcissistic weirdo.
Lyssa: Yes, and I just made you say that too. Did you honestly think you could use such big vocabulary without my assistance?
Fiery: *drools* Porkchop.
Tom: These interruptions are annoying.
Lyssa: And you're ass is hot. Why state the obvious?
Fiery: Tom, will you make out with me?
Tom: Do I have a choice?
Lyssa: That depends. I am in control of the keyboard, whatever I say goes. If I type that you two have crazy animal sex, 'poof!' you're humping like rabbits.
Tom: You're sick.
Lyssa: Again, stating the obvious.
Fiery: I don't mind humping.
Lyssa: So Tom, what shall I do? All I have to do is type three little letters!
Tom: Please! I'll do anything!
Lyssa: Anything?
Tom: Yes! Just don't make me do... her.
Fiery: Old King Cole was a merry old soul; a merry old soul was he. He called for his-
Lyssa: Shut up.
Fiery: Yes master.
Lyssa: Tom, I shall spare you this time. If you.... go downstairs and get me some Fritos!
Tom: That's it?
Lyssa: Yeah. I'm lazy.
Tom: Deal! *Hurries out of the room and down the stairs*
Fiery: No! I want Tom! *Pouts and crosses her arms* Jackie sad.
Lyssa: Oh well.
Fiery: I'll get you back for this.
Lyssa: What's that?
Fiery: Uh... Back to the story?
Lyssa: Yep.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at Aurora's dumbfounded look. Draco smiled at her again and she had to shove a big spoonful of ice cream in her mouth to cool down her cheeks that she knew for sure had to be blushing.

Aurora just pushed the now liquefied ice cream around inside the dish with a straw and Draco was just finishing up his sundae. Neither looked like they were having too much fun so Hermione thought they ought to get going.

"How about we go back to my house and watch a movie or two? I've built up quite a collection."

"Sounds good to me," said Draco, putting down his spoon and rising from the table.

"Whatever's fine with Draco..." Aurora began as she stood up and rather conspicuously pulled at the hem of her tank top, exposing even more of her chest than she had been in the low cut shirt. She put a hand on Draco's shoulder and looked up at him. "...is very fine with me."

'Did this girl ever give up?' Hermione thought in disbelief. As if on cue, Aurora proceeded to rub up against Draco like a cat in heat, and was practically throwing herself at him 'What a little slut' Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Do you mind getting your filthy hands off of me?" Draco spat at Aurora who seemed very taken aback. All of a sudden, Draco was acting like... like Malfoy. "This is a very expensive shirt and I don't want it to be infested with germs from a Mug-"

His insult was cut short by a sharp jab in the ribs from Hermione. Draco stalked over to the door of the parlor and leaned against the wall, a hardened look on his face. Aurora seemed a little shaken up. She sat back down in the chair and refused to look up.

"Aurora?" Hermione asked, gathering as much sympathy for the girl as she could muster. "Don't mind Draco. He didn't mean it. He's a little touchy about his stuff. It's just how he is."

"I know but," Aurora whined, "Now he is going to be mad at me."

"No, he's not mad."

"Really?" Aurora looked up hopefully. Hermione stifled a giggle. As mean as she knew it was, she found it pretty funny to see the teary eyed expression on Aurora's face. Her mascara was beginning to run and seeing any girl who was that worried over Draco Malfoy's opinion of them was a hilarious concept.

"Yes, really. In fact, I am going to go talk to him and he can tell you himself, okay?"

"Okay." Aurora sniffled. "Tell him I'm really sorry if I got any ice cream on his shirt."

'Ice cream? So that's what Aurora thought this was about? Good. At least she didn't know that Draco had meant she was the filth, and not her snack residue.' Hermione thought as she walked towards Draco.

"What's your problem?" Hermione asked him, hands on hips.

"I don't have a problem." He replied. "She's been all over me since we met her. I can't put up with it. I have to deal with that enough back at Hogwarts."

"Well, just go apologize."

"Why should I?" he asked incredulously. "She's the one who was crawling all over me. She should apologize."

"As appalling as I find her... fondness for you, she probably thought you liked it." Hermione shuddered at the thought.

'Why would anyone like someone practically licking you?'
'Well... there's one person I don't think I'd mind being licked by-'
'Shut up Brain!'

She shook her head vigorously to get the images out of her mind.

"You ok?" Draco asked at her sudden movements.

"Yeah." She said, although she was anything but ok. "I'm just great."

'And you've got a great ass.'
'I said shut up!'
'She slapped herself on the head'.

"You sure you're ok?"

"Yes! Now just go talk to her so we can get out of here."

"Fine." Draco walked off towards the table and Hermione couldn't help but watch his butt as he went, then mentally kick herself as she had some more impure thoughts.

Lyssa: Looks like bookworm's got a kinky side!
Tom: *just walking into the room with a bag of Fritos* Have I mentioned lately that you're sick?
Lyssa: Yes. *Grabbing the corn chips from his hands and proceeding to eat them two at a time.*
Fiery: Now the keyboard's going to be all slippery again.
Tom: What do you mean 'again'?
Lyssa & Fiery: *laughing... and laughing... and laughing some more. For about 4 minutes.* Nothing! *proceed to laugh for 2 more minutes*

As they walked down the road, Aurora had latched herself onto Draco, with her two small arms wrapped around his larger more muscular one.

"Draco, we should get together more often." Aurora said smiling. Hermione groaned.

They arrived at Hermione's house and sat in the living room. Draco sat on the left side of the couch and Aurora made herself comfortable next to him. Hermione popped open the case that held all the videos and dug through it. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Aurora snuggled against Draco.

'Damn whore.'
'Jealous Hermione?' Another part of her mind questioned.
'No!'
"I think so, just be more aggressive.'
'Oh shut up!'

Lyssa: Be aggressive. Be-e aggressive.
Fiery: Oh shut up.

Hermione finished looking through her video case, pulling out a video box.
"It's called The Borrowers, it's really cute. The little red head in this is so adorable. The actor's name is Tom Felton, he has a cute smile, he'll be pretty good looking when he grows up." Hermione said. Now this was mostly directed at Aurora because Draco really didn't give a tiny rat's arse about some actor kid.

Tom: Wait a minute, the borrowers? Are you kidding me?
Fiery: Lyssa's idea but I thought I said NO INTERRUPTIONS!

"Aww, he's so cute!" Aurora exclaimed. Hermione popped in the video and sat down on the couch between Aurora and Draco. They watched the video and laughed at the funny parts and ooh-ed and ahh-ed at all the right moments. Draco seemed to understand the whole video concept really well. Either that or he was really good at hiding his ignorance.

'Wow, he's really close to me.' Hermione thought as she looked at her left leg and Draco's right, which were touching. 'And he smells really good too.' Hermione looked at Aurora who was busy watching Draco and not paying any attention to the movie. Hermione sighed. Just then Aurora stood up and changed her seat so she was sitting on the arm of the couch next to Draco. Hermione instantly realized what she was doing.

'Oh, she didn't just do what I think she did, did she?'

Fiery: And Dr. Dre said-
Lyssa: Nothing you idiot! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement.
Tom: You guys like Eminem?
Lyssa & Fiery: Hell yeah!
Tom: Wow you're not as dumb as I thought.
Fiery: *giggling* Yes I am.
Tom: Oookay. If you insist.
Lyssa: Back to the story!

But she had. The little whore was trying to sit on her man.

'My what?'
'You what you thought.'

However, just as Aurora was about to slide into Draco's lap, he stood up and Aurora slid right off the couch and crashed onto the floor.

Lyssa: Borrowers VHS: $9.99, bowl of popcorn: $2.50, seeing an annoying flirty slut fall on her face: Priceless. There are some things money can't buy. For everything else there's-
Fiery: Porkchops?
Lyssa: No, not porkchops.

'And they say guys are oblivious' Draco thought to himself smugly.

Aurora stood back up and returned to her original seat, clearly discouraged. Draco looked at Hermione who had her face covered by a pillow, but her shoulders were shaking with laughter. Draco smiled.

'She's so cute when she laughs.' Draco turned his attention back to the movie. Minus the red hair, the young actor who played Peagreen really resembled himself as a small child.

When the movie ended, Hermione stood up and stretched. Draco couldn't keep his gaze off of her body. It was curvy but slim. He wondered how it was that he had never noticed it before.

'Must be the loose fitting school robes'.

"So what did you think?" Hermione asked as she took out the case where she kept the movies.

"That movie was interesting. I liked it." Draco said.

"Yeah, it's one of my favorites." Hermione replied.

"Me too!" Aurora chimed in. "I should go now, walk me home Draco?" She asked sweetly.

"Oh, um… I would but I have some… uh… stuff to do. Yeah, important stuff." Draco replied. Aurora pouted.

"Oh alright then, I guess I'll see you guys later then." She walked to the door and blew a kiss at Draco, winking at him. Draco peered out the window as Aurora walked down the driveway to the sidewalk, turning right at the end and walking to her house. Draco sighed in relief.

"Thank Merlin she's gone."

"Strange girl." Hermione commented.

"Strange? Just strange? She kept trying to seduce me, not to mention almost got me killed!" Draco remarked.

"Relax, I'm not lucky enough for that to happen."

Draco snarled at her, even though he wasn't mad at her, that's just the Malfoy thing to do, and thumped up the stairs to Hermione's bedroom.

Lyssa: Let's not interrupt again 'til the end of the chapter.
Fiery: What do you call this?
Lyssa: A porkchop.
Fiery: That's my word! *Pouts* Now I need a new word.

Hermione walked into the kitchen and took out the pitcher of lemonade. She poured herself a glass and walked outside, heading towards the hammock she had knocked Draco off earlier that day. Hermione laid down and sipped her lemonade, continuing to read the book, she had picked up before.

She lay there for a while, not really paying attention to what she was reading. Her mind was elsewhere. On Draco.

'Your mind's not the only thing you'd like on Draco.'
'You're disgusting.'
'I'm you're brain so that makes you disgusting too.'
'This is confusing.'
'Don't be confused. It's really not complicated. You have feelings for him! Admit it.'
'No!'
'Admit it!'
'Fine. I. Have. Feelings. For. Draco. Happy?'
'Only if you are.'
'This really makes no sense. I am talking to myself and I can't understand me.'
'Well then let me lay it out for you simply. You like Draco. A lot.'
'That much is obvious, since you won't shut up about him and if you are me that means I won't shut up about him which means I must like him.'
'Now you're catching on.'
'But how much do I like him?'
'Don't ask me, ask yourself.'
'You are myself.'
'Well if you need to ask me then that means you're not really sure, and since I am you then I am not sure either. So there is no use in asking me, is there?'
'I think I'm lost again.'
'You're just stupid.'
'Then you are too.'
'Oh. In that case, you're a bloody genius.'
'Yeah but that doesn't do me any good. I still don't know how much I like him. I know it's a lot but what if it's something more?'
'Are you saying that you think this may be-'


"You know Granger, you are quite vulnerable right now. I can tip you off like you did to me this morning." Draco gave a smirk, but there was a definite twinkle in his traditionally stone eyes.

"When did you come out here?" Hermione asked frantically, clutching the book to her chest, a little shell shocked from being pulled out of her musings. "What did you hear?"

"It's only been about a minute since I came outside. And what do you mean 'hear'? You weren't talking." Draco replied, taking a swig of Hermione's lemonade. "Are you sure you're okay today?"

"Yeah. Fine." Hermione replied. She sat up and slid off the hammock successfully without falling off. "What time is it?"

"Oh about four thirty." Draco said, looking up at the sun's position in the sky. Hermione recalled that Draco had always been exceptional in her Advanced Astronomy class.

"That's all? This day seems to be going by so slowly. Let's do something." Hermione put down her book and straightened her blouse, trying to regain her composure.

"Like what? Get hit by a car again? Stupid muggle contraption, it should be outlawed."

"Would you stop it? You weren't hit. Like I said, I'm not that lucky." Hermione joked, once again, getting angry glares from Draco. "But anyway, let's talk. We can go inside and relax."

"After you." The two headed inside and settled at the kitchen table. "So, what do we talk about?" Draco asked.

"Hmm, how about school?" Hermione suggested.

"Saw that coming." Draco said with his usual smirk. Hermione laughed. "But fine, school it is."

"Ok, you go first." Hermione said with a grin.

"Sure, give me the hard part." Draco said. He was becoming quite fond of her smile, it was pretty, at least since Madam Pomfrey made her teeth look normal after he accidentally enlarged them in back in fourth year. That reminded him. That was the year she beat him out for the top grades in their year to be made the only 5th year prefect selected for the following term. He'd received quite a punishment for not securing the position. "Why do you try to be so perfect all the time? No offense."

"Um, I don't know. I just.... do."

Fiery: Like Apple Jacks!
Lyssa: Don't interrupt!

"Bloody hell this is stupid. Can we do something more productive?" Draco asked. Hermione laughed.

"Come on, let's try again. Let me try your question again." She thought about his question for another minute before answering. "I guess it's because people expect so much out of me. And I expect so much out of myself too. I just want to be the best."

"But you don't have to work yourself to death to be the best. It's not healthy."

"Not healthy?" Hermione inquired.

"Too much stress is dangerous. Believe me, I would know." She gave him a quizzical look so he had to say something fast. "And you're obviously stressed over all your work, considering you act like you've got a broomstick up your arse during the school year."

"Hey!" Hermione said, punching him lightly in the arm.

"What, it is the truth." Draco replied. Hermione thought about it and laughed.

"Yeah I guess you're right."

"Told you."

"Ok, now it's my turn." Hermione said. "Why are you so mean to Harry, Ron and me?"

"You have it coming."

"Excuse me?" Hermione asked, putting her hands on her hips and raising her eyebrows. "And what have I ever done to you?"

"You slapped me!"

"Right, only after two years of you picking on me and calling me a Mudblood! Are you trying to tell me that I deserved that?"

"Well... no." Come to think of it. Other than the fact that she hung around with those two losers she really had never been so bad. "But Potty and the Weasel deserve what they get."

"I don't even want to get into this. If you've got no problem with me, then it's between you, Harry, and Ron to sort out. I'm not getting in the middle right now."

"I definitely have no problem with you." Draco said. Hermione was shocked to see a very slight tinge appearing in Draco's normally pale cheeks. She smiled. He was so cute. Noticing her smiling at him, Draco added hastily, "Until you piss me off, that is."

"Right." Hermione was still smiling. Draco looked a bit uncomfortable so Hermione decided it was time to do something he was a little more familiar with. "Come on, let's go check out what's on television."

"Huh?"

"That's the unabbreviated word for TV." Hermione responded.

"Oh. TV. I thought that was just the whole word, not the two letters." Draco looked thoughtful. "I think I like saying TV better than... what was it again?"

"Television." Hermione giggled as the two rose from their chairs and walked toward the living room. They sat down on the couch and if it were possible, he seemed even closer to her than they were when they were squished with Aurora.

It wasn't a bad kind of squish though. It was cozy. It felt... right. Draco flipped through the channels. He stopped at a show that looked interesting and put down the remote.

'Be aggressive. Be-e aggressive!'
'No!'
'You know you want to.'
'Do not.'
'Yes you do. I do, and I am you. So, just go for it.'
'Will it make you shut up?'
'Possibly.'
'Fine.'

Hermione laid her head against his shoulder and Draco slowly and cautiously put his arm around her. Hermione smiled.

'And I repeat, he smells good.'

'Damn she's cute.'

'Wait- am I falling in love with him?' Hermione asked herself.

'Wait- am I falling in love with her?' Draco asked himself.


Lyssa: *beaming* Stick a fork in this chapter, cuz it is done!
Fiery: *scowling* I'd like to stick a fork in you.
Lyssa: Thong too tight Jackie?
Fiery: Shut up.
Lyssa: Don't tell me to shut up! If the readers saw the kind of crap that you tried sending me for this chapter they would flame your scrawny ass all the way to hell!
Fiery: *lunges at Lyssa* Oh yeah? That's where you're gonna be when I am through with you! *Punches and scratches at her coauthor repeatedly*
Lyssa: *struggling under Jackie* Get the fuck off me!
Tom: Break it up! *Attempts to pull Jackie off Lyssa to no avail*
Fiery: *banging Lyssa's head against the floor and waving her Pixi Stix threateningly at him* Stay out of this Tom!
Tom: *backing away* I am getting the hell out of here! *Jumps out the window and once again heads for the ocean*
Lyssa: *gasping*...I...said...get.. the... fuck.... *grabs Jackie by the shoulders and pushes her with all her might*... off me!
Fiery: Aaahhh! *Goes flying off Lyssa and smashes into the table, knocking to the floor some cups, a plate of Porkchops, and one very important breadstick, which she reaches for, a maniacal gleam in her eye* Well what do we have here?
Lyssa: No! Not my wand- I mean breadstick! *Makes a grab for it but Jackie quickly stands up and pulls it out of her reach*
Fiery: *brandishing Lyssa's wand-uh-breadstick high in the air* Hm. I wonder what would happen if I were to... Oh, I dunno, maybe just, SNAP THIS IN TWO!!
Lyssa: Nooo! *Shouts in vain as she watches Jackie grasp the breadstick firmly and break it, letting the crumbs fall to the floor at Lyssa's feet* You stupid bitch!
Fiery: *let's out a sigh of content and sits down on the couch quite normally as if nothing had happened* Hm, lovely weather we've been having.
Lyssa: *positively fuming* I can't believe you!
Fiery: *still calm and poised, flicking a speck of dust from the arm of the couch* No? Well just go outside and see for yourself then. *Smiles sweetly*
Lyssa: I will get you for this Jackie.
Fiery: Not in this chapter... Porkchop.

A/N- Okay, review! Chapters 5 and 6 are completely mapped out so it shouldn't be too long! Keep checking back for updates!

-Fiery-chan & LyssaQuill