A/n. Welcome to Moro the Mudblood!?. I am your host, Moro! Please take a
seat and we'll get to the story after these few short messages.
Alright, well anyway, as you probably know, I'm not posting disclaimers anymore. My disclaimer is at the start of my book/story or whatever it turns out to be, I feel no need to repeat myself, for you all know I don't know anyone but Moro.
Second of all, I'm still revising chapters 4 through 13. I might, just might, combine chapters 4 and 5 since it's a two part chapter, and they are both semi-short. I'll be able to add a bit more in there too.
If you see any way else I can improve this story, please feel free to criticize me in a review! I'd feel quite happy if I got a review like that pointing out a few lil mistakes or something, so I'll know better next chapter. Well, I do believe that's enough talk for now. I hope you enjoy this next chapter!
Moro the mudblood!?
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Moro looked at Snape in astonishment. "A mudblood? You must be joking." Moro started to laugh as she thought it was a joke.
"Moro this isn't funny. It's true. The story I told Lucius about you only staying with a muggle woman is a lie. That was really your mother." Snape was dead serious.
Moro stopped laughing and glared daggers at Snape. At the moment she had no idea of what to say to him. "What if Voldemort finds out!?" Moro yelled.
Snape glared back at her. "If you continue yelling like that he will find out!" Snape yelled back.
Snape headed toward the door, and as he exited he turned toward Moro. "I'll leave you alone to think." He said. Then he left the room, and closed the door. Moro burst into tears.
"Great." she cried. "it's like Snape has a death wish on me!" She was mad at him, scared, and about everything else at that moment.
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It had been a couple days since Moro had found out she was only a half witch. She seemed to focus less in her classes.
Her head Dark Charms tutor, Tassira Omega, had noticed, and decided to talk to her student, so one day she told Moro to see her after she was done with her classes for the day.
When Moro had learned that Tassira wanted to talk to her, she got very frightened. She was scared that Tassira had found out she was only half witch.
After the days classes were over Moro slowly went toward Tassiras office. Moro knocked on the door to the small office, and heard, "Come in." She did as she was told, and entered Tassiras office.
Moro shut the door behind her, and went over to an armchair, and sat down. Tassira took off her reading glasses and looked at Moro for a moment. Tassiras eyes were dark blue, almost black, and she had blonde-brown hair.
Moro shifted her weight in the chair, and waiting for Tassira to start talking. Tassira, noticing how nervous Moro was, began to talk. Moro braced for what she was about to say.
"Moro, I have noticed that you aren't focusing much in class anymore." Tassira told Moro. "I believe your grades are falling too. Is there anything that has been bothering you much lateley?" Tassira asked. She well knew something was bothering Moro, but had decided to ask.
Moro, instantly relived that no one had found out her secret, thought for a moment.
"I'm worried that Potter might find me." Moro lied. "He could send a mail owl and track me with the thing."
Tassira nodded her head. "I'm sure even if he was to track a mail owl that we could hide you before he found you." She assured Moro. Moro acted like she was less nervous. "Of course if you'd like we could move you to another one of the Malfoys homes."
Moro shook her head. "Oh no. Thanks to you I feel more safe already." Tassira gave Moro a dirty look, as if she could see that wasn't what was troubling Moro.
Moro saw the look that Tassira was giving her, and sensed that she should leave. She got up, and bid Tassira a good night, and headed toward her room.
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When Moro got to her room, she flung herself on her bed, and let out an audible sigh. Moro moved around, and heard paper rattle, under her legs.
She moved her legs, and found a letter on the foot of her bed, for her. She snatched the letter, and unrolled it.
Moro, I have heard that your father told you the secret. I'd be scared if I were you. If Voldemort found out that one of his Death Eaters was a mudblood. I don't even want to think about that.
Well anyway, don't let it slip to any of your teachers. If they find out they'll relay it strait to my father. Then my father would get Voldemort.
I'd watch my back if I were you, Moro.
Draco.
Moro crushed the letter into a small paper ball, and threw it into her fireplace. There was no fire, in it at the moment, but Moro wasn't worried right now. No one would sneek into her room just to look for a letter that no one else knew about.
Moro went over to her desk, and found some unused parchment, and a quill. She wanted to tell Draco off for talking to her like that.
Draco, nice letter you sent me. It really made me feel safe. When I see you next time, if I'm not dead, I'm really going to tell you off. You have no right rubbing that I'm a mudblood in. And, yes, I am a Death Eater, and I have the Dark Mark.
Oh yeah, one more thing. If I were you I'd watch my back Malfoy.
Moro.
She called for Myrrh, and he came. Myrrh took the letter and flew out his owl door. Moro watched the door for a moment, then, a few minutes later, looked for the Dark Incantations book she had been reading for the last week.
She decided to heat up her room, with the fireplace, so she yelled for a house elf. It lit a fire in the fireplace, and left quickly.
She got into her book, again, and once again, she was interrupted. Snape came into her room and sat at the foot of her bed, once again. This made Moro jump, as she didn't expect Snape to come in, unannounced.
"Tassira has told me that you're nervous about Potter finding you." Snape said as he eyed Moro suspiciously. Moros shoulders slumped down, and she let out a sigh.
"You know very well that wasn't what I was worried about." She said, somewhat annoyed. "Yes, well, you have been quite distant in class lateley. Even I noticed that." He told her.
"I have been thinking about what you told me." Moro looked around and leaned toward Snape. "About me being a mudblood."
Snape rolled his eyes. "You know about that, and now forget about it. The longer you keep it in your mind, the more chance of it slipping."
"I'll try to get it out of my head, but it's pretty hard to. I mean if you knew something that could kill you if one word of it slipped out wouldn't you think about it a lot?" She asked Snape.
Snape rolled his eyes again. "I'd make myself forget, unless you need help. In that case I'll be more than glad to help you forget, with a memory charm." He threatened. Moro got up, and walked over to a window. She was cursing him in her mind for being so smart.
She knew she had better not say anything, but her mind forgot the 'Think before you speak.' rule. "Fuck off." She said. Snape got up, and walked over to her. Her words were unexpected at the moment, and Snape didn't have anything to fire back at her.
"How dare you speak that word in my presence, let alone tell me that!" He finally managed to yell. Moro shut her mouth, soon after she realized what she had said.
"I didn't mean to say that, I mean I was thinking that, but it wasn't supposed to come out." Moro stopped talking. She realized what she was saying wasn't helping matters. Snape looked quite outraged that she would say that thing with her father around.
"If you ever say anything like that again, around me, you will be quite sorry." He said cooly. Then after Moro had given him an apologetic look, he left.
Moro started to curse at herself for being so stupid, at the moment. Moro laid back down on her bed, and read a while. Soon after that she was asleep.
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Moro was dreaming.
She dreamt she was flying a broom. Then a sudden cold wind hit her. She fell off her broom and hit the ground. Then someone started to shake her to get her to wake up.
Moro woke, as she woke up in her dream. She was only, barley awake. Someone was really shaking her.
"Moro what the hell have you told Draco!?" Snape yelled in a whisper. "Now you're the one who should watch their language Snape." Moro said, still half asleep.
Snape glared daggers at Moro for a moment, then went back to yelling at a whisper. "We have to leave now. Potters coming this way, and Lucius too." Moro yawned, and seemed bored with the subject.
"Then shouldn't they be here already?" Moro asked. She still sounded like she was in a daze.
Snapes eyes widened in anger, and he came very close to punching Moro. "They're not here yet!" He still yelled in a whisper. "That's why we have to leave now!" Moro let herself fall backwards, laying back down.
"Well then, wake me up when they get here." She yawned. She was closing her eyes again, and she felt a sharp pain on her face. Snape had slapped her to wake her up.
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He was in the middle of throwing her things in her trunk, when he had heard her. It was the last straw with him. He was very annoyed and angered that Moro had said something that had set Draco off, and had sent Potter and Lucius Malfoy after her.
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That made Moro wake up one-hundred percent. "What the hell!?" Moro yelled. Snape was not in the best of moods, so he hit her on the back of her head, quite gently compared to when he slapped her.
He was still running around throwing stuff in Moros trunk, since Moro wasn't that awake when he had heard the news.
"What the hell are you doing?" She tried not to yell.
"Didn't you hear me girl?" He hissed. He shut her trunk, and ran out her door, then in a minute he was back again with his trunk, shrunk to the size of a thick book, in his hands.
He quickly shrunk Moros trunk, and handed it to her. "Potter AND Lucius Malfoy are coming to try to get you. Trust me, Lucius' intentions aren't good, and neither is Potters."
Snape pulled out a pouch of powder, which Moro immediately remembered it was Floo Powder. Snape picked some up in his hand, and threw it into Moros fireplace. "Yell 'Ratuita Mansion.'" Snape commanded.
Moro stepped into the fire, with her shrunk trunk and yelled, "Ratuita Mansion!" She was instantly transported to the front of an old, run down, abandon-looking house. A second later Snape appeared beside her.
"Lets go." Snape told Moro. He started up toward the old house, and Moro followed.
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Moro had found out, once inside, that the old house was really a nice, small mansion that Snape owned. Since he had to teach most of the time at Hogwarts, though, her barely used it. The most he did use it was maybe once a year in the summertime, to make sure the house elves were still working and cleaning the house.
Snape had told her that it was a house that he, himself, had planned to use as a hiding place as a last resort.
There were some house elves keeping the place clean, but no one else. Moro was lead upstairs to a spare bedroom by a house elf. The room she was staying in was a little bit bigger than the Malfoy's room, she had stayed in.
There were five windows in her room, and the one on the farthest left had an owl door. By the door there was a perch. And on the perch was Myrrh. He was asleep, so Moro decided to let him sleep.
Moro finished unpacking her things, and reorganizing them, and finally got a chance to lay down on her new bed. Within five minutes of laying down, Moro was asleep.
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When Moro woke up, there was a letter to her sitting on her night stand. He opened it and pulled out a newspaper clipping.
Boy threatened by Dumbledores killer!
Moro, now very wide-eyed, read on.
Moro Snape who is rumored to be a Death Eater, who killed Dumbledore, daughter of Severus Snape, sent young Draco Malfoy a very disturbing, and threatening letter.
It read: 'If I were you I'd watch my back Malfoy.'
The young Draco Malfoy, told Harry Potter about the letter, and soon the Ministry of Magic was searching everywhere.
The Ministry wouldn't say much of anything but, 'We were very close to catching her.'
Severus Snape is believed to be helping his daughter hide from the Ministry of Magic. If you have anything you may want to tell us about them, please owl us.
Moro couldn't believe what she was reading. When she had read the entire article over again, she pulled the letter out of it's envelope and read it.
Moro I'd be very careful what you say. I bet even now Voldemort knows you're a mudblood in purebloods clothing. I didn't send you the whole article.
If you get a Daily Prophet you might want to check page five. It tells all about how you are a mudblood and how you are a Death Eater.
I must really feel sorry for you now, because I know wherever you hide you're not safe anymore. I would really hate to be you right now.
Be careful what you say.
Draco.
Moro cursed under her breath at Draco. "How dare that little." She mumbled, getting ready to rip up the letter and article. Just before she did, a thought hit her. She had to show her father, and let him knew that Voldemort knew now. She got up, calmed down a minute, the headed out toward her father's room.
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After Snape had finished reading both letter and newspaper clipping, he was lost for words. He knew that this would mean death to him and Moro.
"Moro you must find a better hiding place then this. You're not safe, no matter where you are, no matter how long you're there, except for one place." Snape told her, with great sadness in his voice.
"You have to go back to Hogwarts, Moro."
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A/n. Yup, Moro has to go back to Hogwarts! *gasp* Like I didn't know what was gonna happen lol. Next chapter, I warn you, is a bit of a power-play, but I wrote myself into a corner. *sighs* It's sad isn't it.
Alright, well anyway, as you probably know, I'm not posting disclaimers anymore. My disclaimer is at the start of my book/story or whatever it turns out to be, I feel no need to repeat myself, for you all know I don't know anyone but Moro.
Second of all, I'm still revising chapters 4 through 13. I might, just might, combine chapters 4 and 5 since it's a two part chapter, and they are both semi-short. I'll be able to add a bit more in there too.
If you see any way else I can improve this story, please feel free to criticize me in a review! I'd feel quite happy if I got a review like that pointing out a few lil mistakes or something, so I'll know better next chapter. Well, I do believe that's enough talk for now. I hope you enjoy this next chapter!
Moro the mudblood!?
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Moro looked at Snape in astonishment. "A mudblood? You must be joking." Moro started to laugh as she thought it was a joke.
"Moro this isn't funny. It's true. The story I told Lucius about you only staying with a muggle woman is a lie. That was really your mother." Snape was dead serious.
Moro stopped laughing and glared daggers at Snape. At the moment she had no idea of what to say to him. "What if Voldemort finds out!?" Moro yelled.
Snape glared back at her. "If you continue yelling like that he will find out!" Snape yelled back.
Snape headed toward the door, and as he exited he turned toward Moro. "I'll leave you alone to think." He said. Then he left the room, and closed the door. Moro burst into tears.
"Great." she cried. "it's like Snape has a death wish on me!" She was mad at him, scared, and about everything else at that moment.
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It had been a couple days since Moro had found out she was only a half witch. She seemed to focus less in her classes.
Her head Dark Charms tutor, Tassira Omega, had noticed, and decided to talk to her student, so one day she told Moro to see her after she was done with her classes for the day.
When Moro had learned that Tassira wanted to talk to her, she got very frightened. She was scared that Tassira had found out she was only half witch.
After the days classes were over Moro slowly went toward Tassiras office. Moro knocked on the door to the small office, and heard, "Come in." She did as she was told, and entered Tassiras office.
Moro shut the door behind her, and went over to an armchair, and sat down. Tassira took off her reading glasses and looked at Moro for a moment. Tassiras eyes were dark blue, almost black, and she had blonde-brown hair.
Moro shifted her weight in the chair, and waiting for Tassira to start talking. Tassira, noticing how nervous Moro was, began to talk. Moro braced for what she was about to say.
"Moro, I have noticed that you aren't focusing much in class anymore." Tassira told Moro. "I believe your grades are falling too. Is there anything that has been bothering you much lateley?" Tassira asked. She well knew something was bothering Moro, but had decided to ask.
Moro, instantly relived that no one had found out her secret, thought for a moment.
"I'm worried that Potter might find me." Moro lied. "He could send a mail owl and track me with the thing."
Tassira nodded her head. "I'm sure even if he was to track a mail owl that we could hide you before he found you." She assured Moro. Moro acted like she was less nervous. "Of course if you'd like we could move you to another one of the Malfoys homes."
Moro shook her head. "Oh no. Thanks to you I feel more safe already." Tassira gave Moro a dirty look, as if she could see that wasn't what was troubling Moro.
Moro saw the look that Tassira was giving her, and sensed that she should leave. She got up, and bid Tassira a good night, and headed toward her room.
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When Moro got to her room, she flung herself on her bed, and let out an audible sigh. Moro moved around, and heard paper rattle, under her legs.
She moved her legs, and found a letter on the foot of her bed, for her. She snatched the letter, and unrolled it.
Moro, I have heard that your father told you the secret. I'd be scared if I were you. If Voldemort found out that one of his Death Eaters was a mudblood. I don't even want to think about that.
Well anyway, don't let it slip to any of your teachers. If they find out they'll relay it strait to my father. Then my father would get Voldemort.
I'd watch my back if I were you, Moro.
Draco.
Moro crushed the letter into a small paper ball, and threw it into her fireplace. There was no fire, in it at the moment, but Moro wasn't worried right now. No one would sneek into her room just to look for a letter that no one else knew about.
Moro went over to her desk, and found some unused parchment, and a quill. She wanted to tell Draco off for talking to her like that.
Draco, nice letter you sent me. It really made me feel safe. When I see you next time, if I'm not dead, I'm really going to tell you off. You have no right rubbing that I'm a mudblood in. And, yes, I am a Death Eater, and I have the Dark Mark.
Oh yeah, one more thing. If I were you I'd watch my back Malfoy.
Moro.
She called for Myrrh, and he came. Myrrh took the letter and flew out his owl door. Moro watched the door for a moment, then, a few minutes later, looked for the Dark Incantations book she had been reading for the last week.
She decided to heat up her room, with the fireplace, so she yelled for a house elf. It lit a fire in the fireplace, and left quickly.
She got into her book, again, and once again, she was interrupted. Snape came into her room and sat at the foot of her bed, once again. This made Moro jump, as she didn't expect Snape to come in, unannounced.
"Tassira has told me that you're nervous about Potter finding you." Snape said as he eyed Moro suspiciously. Moros shoulders slumped down, and she let out a sigh.
"You know very well that wasn't what I was worried about." She said, somewhat annoyed. "Yes, well, you have been quite distant in class lateley. Even I noticed that." He told her.
"I have been thinking about what you told me." Moro looked around and leaned toward Snape. "About me being a mudblood."
Snape rolled his eyes. "You know about that, and now forget about it. The longer you keep it in your mind, the more chance of it slipping."
"I'll try to get it out of my head, but it's pretty hard to. I mean if you knew something that could kill you if one word of it slipped out wouldn't you think about it a lot?" She asked Snape.
Snape rolled his eyes again. "I'd make myself forget, unless you need help. In that case I'll be more than glad to help you forget, with a memory charm." He threatened. Moro got up, and walked over to a window. She was cursing him in her mind for being so smart.
She knew she had better not say anything, but her mind forgot the 'Think before you speak.' rule. "Fuck off." She said. Snape got up, and walked over to her. Her words were unexpected at the moment, and Snape didn't have anything to fire back at her.
"How dare you speak that word in my presence, let alone tell me that!" He finally managed to yell. Moro shut her mouth, soon after she realized what she had said.
"I didn't mean to say that, I mean I was thinking that, but it wasn't supposed to come out." Moro stopped talking. She realized what she was saying wasn't helping matters. Snape looked quite outraged that she would say that thing with her father around.
"If you ever say anything like that again, around me, you will be quite sorry." He said cooly. Then after Moro had given him an apologetic look, he left.
Moro started to curse at herself for being so stupid, at the moment. Moro laid back down on her bed, and read a while. Soon after that she was asleep.
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Moro was dreaming.
She dreamt she was flying a broom. Then a sudden cold wind hit her. She fell off her broom and hit the ground. Then someone started to shake her to get her to wake up.
Moro woke, as she woke up in her dream. She was only, barley awake. Someone was really shaking her.
"Moro what the hell have you told Draco!?" Snape yelled in a whisper. "Now you're the one who should watch their language Snape." Moro said, still half asleep.
Snape glared daggers at Moro for a moment, then went back to yelling at a whisper. "We have to leave now. Potters coming this way, and Lucius too." Moro yawned, and seemed bored with the subject.
"Then shouldn't they be here already?" Moro asked. She still sounded like she was in a daze.
Snapes eyes widened in anger, and he came very close to punching Moro. "They're not here yet!" He still yelled in a whisper. "That's why we have to leave now!" Moro let herself fall backwards, laying back down.
"Well then, wake me up when they get here." She yawned. She was closing her eyes again, and she felt a sharp pain on her face. Snape had slapped her to wake her up.
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He was in the middle of throwing her things in her trunk, when he had heard her. It was the last straw with him. He was very annoyed and angered that Moro had said something that had set Draco off, and had sent Potter and Lucius Malfoy after her.
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That made Moro wake up one-hundred percent. "What the hell!?" Moro yelled. Snape was not in the best of moods, so he hit her on the back of her head, quite gently compared to when he slapped her.
He was still running around throwing stuff in Moros trunk, since Moro wasn't that awake when he had heard the news.
"What the hell are you doing?" She tried not to yell.
"Didn't you hear me girl?" He hissed. He shut her trunk, and ran out her door, then in a minute he was back again with his trunk, shrunk to the size of a thick book, in his hands.
He quickly shrunk Moros trunk, and handed it to her. "Potter AND Lucius Malfoy are coming to try to get you. Trust me, Lucius' intentions aren't good, and neither is Potters."
Snape pulled out a pouch of powder, which Moro immediately remembered it was Floo Powder. Snape picked some up in his hand, and threw it into Moros fireplace. "Yell 'Ratuita Mansion.'" Snape commanded.
Moro stepped into the fire, with her shrunk trunk and yelled, "Ratuita Mansion!" She was instantly transported to the front of an old, run down, abandon-looking house. A second later Snape appeared beside her.
"Lets go." Snape told Moro. He started up toward the old house, and Moro followed.
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Moro had found out, once inside, that the old house was really a nice, small mansion that Snape owned. Since he had to teach most of the time at Hogwarts, though, her barely used it. The most he did use it was maybe once a year in the summertime, to make sure the house elves were still working and cleaning the house.
Snape had told her that it was a house that he, himself, had planned to use as a hiding place as a last resort.
There were some house elves keeping the place clean, but no one else. Moro was lead upstairs to a spare bedroom by a house elf. The room she was staying in was a little bit bigger than the Malfoy's room, she had stayed in.
There were five windows in her room, and the one on the farthest left had an owl door. By the door there was a perch. And on the perch was Myrrh. He was asleep, so Moro decided to let him sleep.
Moro finished unpacking her things, and reorganizing them, and finally got a chance to lay down on her new bed. Within five minutes of laying down, Moro was asleep.
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When Moro woke up, there was a letter to her sitting on her night stand. He opened it and pulled out a newspaper clipping.
Boy threatened by Dumbledores killer!
Moro, now very wide-eyed, read on.
Moro Snape who is rumored to be a Death Eater, who killed Dumbledore, daughter of Severus Snape, sent young Draco Malfoy a very disturbing, and threatening letter.
It read: 'If I were you I'd watch my back Malfoy.'
The young Draco Malfoy, told Harry Potter about the letter, and soon the Ministry of Magic was searching everywhere.
The Ministry wouldn't say much of anything but, 'We were very close to catching her.'
Severus Snape is believed to be helping his daughter hide from the Ministry of Magic. If you have anything you may want to tell us about them, please owl us.
Moro couldn't believe what she was reading. When she had read the entire article over again, she pulled the letter out of it's envelope and read it.
Moro I'd be very careful what you say. I bet even now Voldemort knows you're a mudblood in purebloods clothing. I didn't send you the whole article.
If you get a Daily Prophet you might want to check page five. It tells all about how you are a mudblood and how you are a Death Eater.
I must really feel sorry for you now, because I know wherever you hide you're not safe anymore. I would really hate to be you right now.
Be careful what you say.
Draco.
Moro cursed under her breath at Draco. "How dare that little." She mumbled, getting ready to rip up the letter and article. Just before she did, a thought hit her. She had to show her father, and let him knew that Voldemort knew now. She got up, calmed down a minute, the headed out toward her father's room.
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After Snape had finished reading both letter and newspaper clipping, he was lost for words. He knew that this would mean death to him and Moro.
"Moro you must find a better hiding place then this. You're not safe, no matter where you are, no matter how long you're there, except for one place." Snape told her, with great sadness in his voice.
"You have to go back to Hogwarts, Moro."
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A/n. Yup, Moro has to go back to Hogwarts! *gasp* Like I didn't know what was gonna happen lol. Next chapter, I warn you, is a bit of a power-play, but I wrote myself into a corner. *sighs* It's sad isn't it.
