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Authors Note: Thanks for the reviews. Hope you like this chapter as well as the last.
-Chapter Seven-
'Oh, look, there's even a nice little picture to go with it.' Harry thought as he watched himself bang open the main doors of Hogwarts, and stalk into the Entrance Hall. 'Probably courtesy of one of the Creevy brothers.'
'I don't care who gave the picture to the bloody paper,' the voice in his head growled. 'I want to know what the article says.'
'Let's find out then.'
'REX CHASE, FRIEND OR FOE?
The first time this mysterious and questionable character showed up, was to save a certain Mr Severus Snape, ex-Death Eater, Potion Master at Hogwarts and former spy for Albus Dumbledore, from the clutches of the terrorists. Chase, it is said, walked straight into the lair of the terrorists, and walked straight back out with Mr Snape. Since then this Mr Chase has showed up on several occasions.
It is said that Rex Chase works closely with young Mr Harry Potter on something or other, and that they have a Blood Contract to prove it. Mr Potter couldn't be reached, but Albus Dumbledore reassures us that it is true, and has even shown me the parchment with the contract which he claims young Harry left with him for protection.
The Headmaster also shows your reporter a jam jar where something black floats around. "It is a curse that Mr Chase was kind enough to Trap for us." The Professor states. "He is extremely powerful," he continues. "For as far as I know, neither I nor You-Know-Who can Trap a curse as powerful as this one." When I ask what curse it was, Mr Dumbledore answers: "One of the Unforgiveables, the Imperius." Then he offers me a Lemon Drop.
However, sources say that Rex Chase has denied to join the Order of the Phoenix twice, and has even denied to join the Aurors. This makes one wonder if Mr Chase isn't in league with the terrorists that are currently running around, trying to scare us with a couple of Dark Marks. Since he appeared in the public picture, there has been an unusual big activity among Dark wizards and witches.
Mr Chase also protected Ms Cho Chang last year when the girl was accused of being a Death Eater trainee. Nothing could prove either of the sides right, so the case is dropped until further notice, but it makes one wonder where Mr Chase's loyalties lie.'
'Whoever wrote this piece of rubbish?' the voice asked.
'Rita Skeeter, that explains everything then.' Harry replied. 'I wonder how she could get out of the jar where Hermione has kept her for the last two years now.'
'What if she didn't escape?'
'You mean that Herm let her out on purpose?'
'All the clues are there,' the voice answered. 'Skeeter knows about your co-operation with yourself, and got the picture from one of the Creevy brothers. This is clearly not something an escaped, un-registered Animagus reporter, especially not this one, would have written first thing.'
'I guess you're right, but why did Herm do this?' Harry asked.
'Perhaps to protect you, Harry? She and Ron both are worried about you, and you didn't exactly spend much time with them last year. And you did disappear at the oddest of times.'
'I'll remedy that as soon as possible. Now I think we have some trouble approaching.'
'Damn, you're on your own kid.' The voice was gone.
Harry waited patiently until the ten or so Aurors had reached him, then he just stood there and let the Aurors make the first move. The onlookers had drawn back a bit, but everyone were following everything with greatest interest. One of the Aurors stepped forward, looking a bit uncertain.
"Rex Chase?" Harry nodded once keeping his expressionless mask on. "On the order from the Minister of Magic himself, Cornelius Fudge, we are hereby putting you under custody until further notice. You'll have to come with us sir." The Auror mentioned down the street and towards the Ministry building.
"What are the charges?" Harry asked.
"Huh?"
"What. Are. The. Charges?" he repeated, pronouncing every word clearly.
"Associating with a known Death Eater and other terrorists." Another Auror spoke up as he stepped forwards.
"If you're talking about Mr Snape then you'll have to arrest Professor Dumbledore, the rest of the Hogwarts staff, and the whole student body for associating with a known ex-Death Eater." Harry said very aware of the dozen or so reporters that had arrived, and the fact that the crowd hung onto every word that was said. He had to play the Game carefully. "And as for the terrorist-part, from what I know you don't even have one single piece of proof." He smiled slyly. "In my eyes gentlemen, that means that I'm a free man."
The Aurors blinked and somewhere in the crowd someone snickered. The reporters were watching over their Quick-Quotes Quills or they were watching Harry like predators, ready to attack at a moments notice.
"The Minister himself sent out this order," the first Auror spoke up once again. "Are you disobeying the Minister's orders? If so, then you have just confirmed that you are a Dark Wizard."
"Not really," Harry replied. It should be forbidden to have so much fun while being 'interrogated' by Aurors. "It could also mean that I'm not English, and only here on vacation or something."
Once again the Aurors blinked, then started a debate amongst themselves if this was right or not, the onlookers being dragged into the argument. Harry choose this moment to slide unnoticed into the shadows and Apparate back to Privet Drive.
'Well, so much for spying on people in the Ministry.'
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KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
Harry groaned and turned over in bed.
KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
"Coming Aunt Petunia." He mumbled sleepily and went straight back to sleep.
KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
"Oh, for heavens sake!" Harry sat up in the bed glaring angrily at the door. It took some time before he noticed that the clock read 6 A.M. and that the knocking came from his window. He jumped up and hurried over only to be met with the sight of Athan floating in mid-air outside trying to fend off a madly attacking Pig.
//Mr Potter, get the window open before this little kamikaze-owl kills me!//
//How many times do I have to tell you vampires not to call me 'Mr'?// Harry asked as he opened the window. Athan flew in and nearly crashed with the desk, Pig following. However, the tiny hyperactive owl didn't get far as Harry caught him with an elegant swipe of his hand.
//Thanks,// the vampire said trying to get his dignity back. //Who owns that... that... feather ball anyway?//
//One of my best friends,// Harry replied as he relieved Pig of the letter he had been carrying. //What are you doing here by the way?//
//Cian sent me to see if you got some news from that Lily Joyleaf-woman he met earlier today.//
//Ah, yes, tell the First Vampire to check today's Daily Prophet if he wants to know.// Harry tried to stuff Pig into Hedwig's cage, but the little owl down right refused to be locked up and tried to attack Athan time and time again. "Calm down Pig, he's a friend!" the owl looked suspiciously at him and hooted questionably. "Trust me." Pig glared at Athan, then jumped into the cage and attacked the bowl of food. Hedwig hadn't even opened one eye during the whole scene.
//You wizards have weird pets.//
//Tell me about it.// Harry looked out the window and discovered that the sky was going pink, then light blue. "I suppose you'll have to stay here today." He said turning to the vampire.
Athan only nodded, he was busy studying Harry from head to toe.
"What?" Harry asked.
"There's something familiar about you, but I can't put my finger on it." The vampire replied thoughtfully, then shrugged. "Could we put up some dark curtains, I really don't fancy burning to death."
"Sure, one moment." Harry quickly went to his closet and stuck his head in. He came back out with an old dark brown plaid which he placed in front of the window. "Better?"
"Yeah, at least I'll be able to stay awake."
"Hold it, I thought that vampires slept in the daytime."
"We do most of the time, but it isn't end of the world if we skip one or two times." Athan made himself comfortable in the room, that meant floating around aimlessly in mid-air and glaring at Pig. "So, what do you do to pass the time?" he turned towards Harry who had just finished getting dressed.
'Run here and there across the globe, trying to save the world, drive my Potion Master out of his wits, kick Voldie's ass, that sort of thing.' Harry thought in amusement. To the vampire he said: "Oh, nothing much. Doing chores for my Aunt and Uncle, and working at the library and that's about it."
"You need to get out more." The vampire deadpanned floating upside-down in front of Harry.
"No, I kinda like it; while I'm at Hogwarts I've got Voldemort after me and constantly have to look over my shoulder." Harry smirked. "What do you do pass the time, and how old are you?"
"I'm 8900 years old, becoming 8901 at Halloween. What I do to pass the time? Now that's a good question if I've ever heard one!" Athan looked thoughtful for a moment. "I guess I just walk around and watch all you mortals stress here and there, it's quite fun; and of course hunt. No wait, there's two more things! My hobbies."
"And those are?"
"Well, lets see, annoy the hell out of the rest of the vampire population, especially Zev but that's between me and you; and being the origin of several world-famous ghost-stories!"
"Origin?" Harry asked smiling. Athan looked extremely proud of his hobbies.
"Yeah, like the Anne Boleyn-ghost in London Tower. A couple of fledglings chopped my head off while I was asleep and stole my clothes; you can guess what happened when the guards saw me walking around with my head under my arm and an old dress from the 1500's that I'd found." The vampire walked on the ceiling. "I tell you, it's quite a tough job to keep the legend alive. I have to let myself get beheaded every now and then; once I ran into the ghost of the real Anne Boleyn! Man, was she angry. Now that's a ghost with a real attitude problem."
"I would too if my own husband had given the order to behead me." Harry replied between laughs.
"... Yeah, I guess you're right. But still there was no reason for her to chase me around the Tower with a ghost frying-pan." The immortal looked offended when Harry cracked up once again. "Hmprf, see if I tell you any of my other adventures." He mumbled.
Eventually Harry managed to get himself under control, but one look at the vampire standing there upside-down on his ceiling and pouting sent him right into hysterics once again. How he wished he had a camera.
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Somewhere around midday there was a tapping on the window. Athan quickly hid in the closet to avoid the sun, and Harry opened the window. There were two owls outside. One of them was carrying the Daily Prophet, while the other was a pompous looking Horned Owl bearing a letter with a crest he had never seen before.
Harry opened the window and let them in, then quickly replaced the plaid. He took the paper and the letter, then let the owls out again before replacing the plaid. The vampire stuck his head carefully out, and seeing no sun around came out of the closet. Athan watched with interest as Harry examined the letter, having completely ignored the Daily Prophet.
"From who's that?" the immortal asked after a while. There was no address or anything.
"I have no idea, never seen the crest." Harry replied. Feeling extremely Gryffindor-ish he opened the letter hoping for the best. All that fell out was a nicely folded parchment. Harry picked it up; the ink was crimson with a tinge of gold to it.
'Dear Mr Potter,
We have been keeping an eye at you for the past few years, and have been greatly impressed with what you have managed to accomplish. Contrary to what the Minister might have you believe, it is us Aurors who pick out who we want to join our ranks and legions. Given your background we think that you would be an enormous asset to our group.
Mr Potter, we hereby invite you to join the Aurors of her Majesty's Royal Guard. We await your answer no sooner than the 4th of August.
S. Nowels, Commander of the First Squadron.'
Athan whistled. He had come up behind the boy while he had been immersed in the letter, and had read it over the kids shoulder. Commander Nowels was famous for his battle tactics and quick thinking, event the vampires tended to avoid him like the plague.
"It makes sense." Harry said after a while in silence.
"What makes sense?" the immortal asked.
"That the Queen knows about the Magical World."
"Of course she does. Every Head in every country, from president to dictator, knows about the Magical World. However when they step down a Memory Charm is placed on them to keep them from blabbing." Athan replied. "So, you gonna accept the offer?"
"I don't think so," Harry looked at the vampire. "I hate to have people ordering me around."
"Welcome to the club." The other man muttered. "May I have the honour?" he asked extending his hand towards Harry, who gave him the letter. A second later there was only a pile of dust left in the vampire's hand.
Harry grinned and picked up the Daily Prophet. There, on the front page, was a nice little picture of him as Rex Chase catching the stone flying at his head. under it stood the whole conversation between himself and the Aurors in Diagon Alley. At the end of the article the reporter asked if Rex Chase could be trusted or not as he hadn't answered the questions the Aurors asked him, just confused them and then disappeared.
'Those guys will never give up. I think it's time Rex Chase takes a rest and two other characters take a more active part in this war.' Harry thought and a small evil, smile spread across his face. 'Wizarding World watch out!'
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Sorry for the shortness of this chapter people, but I kinda hit a dead end here. As usual please review and thanks to Ryshora for beta-ing.
Thanks to:
coconut-ice agent h/h, aurora*sky, Naia, Mona, Hermione HP, A-man, Amber Evans Potter, Miranda Flairgold, CG Anna Marie, Harry and Hermione's Daughter, Nkari, Blizzard, della luna, RJLL, WolfMoon, Arianne, Sophie W., Bookworm, WeasleyTwinsLover1112, Rachel A. Prongs, Arizosa, BloodRedSword, Ruskbyte, JUDGEMENT, unknown(even to me, daemonthart, Confuzzler, Mike Potter 2002, Lady Phoenix Gryffindor, Hikari Kura, bubblegum*girl, Ashley, TheUnknown, Silver Earth Dragon, Richan, Rouge1615, SilveRain, silver005 and androme
Authors Note: Thanks for the reviews. Hope you like this chapter as well as the last.
-Chapter Seven-
'Oh, look, there's even a nice little picture to go with it.' Harry thought as he watched himself bang open the main doors of Hogwarts, and stalk into the Entrance Hall. 'Probably courtesy of one of the Creevy brothers.'
'I don't care who gave the picture to the bloody paper,' the voice in his head growled. 'I want to know what the article says.'
'Let's find out then.'
'REX CHASE, FRIEND OR FOE?
The first time this mysterious and questionable character showed up, was to save a certain Mr Severus Snape, ex-Death Eater, Potion Master at Hogwarts and former spy for Albus Dumbledore, from the clutches of the terrorists. Chase, it is said, walked straight into the lair of the terrorists, and walked straight back out with Mr Snape. Since then this Mr Chase has showed up on several occasions.
It is said that Rex Chase works closely with young Mr Harry Potter on something or other, and that they have a Blood Contract to prove it. Mr Potter couldn't be reached, but Albus Dumbledore reassures us that it is true, and has even shown me the parchment with the contract which he claims young Harry left with him for protection.
The Headmaster also shows your reporter a jam jar where something black floats around. "It is a curse that Mr Chase was kind enough to Trap for us." The Professor states. "He is extremely powerful," he continues. "For as far as I know, neither I nor You-Know-Who can Trap a curse as powerful as this one." When I ask what curse it was, Mr Dumbledore answers: "One of the Unforgiveables, the Imperius." Then he offers me a Lemon Drop.
However, sources say that Rex Chase has denied to join the Order of the Phoenix twice, and has even denied to join the Aurors. This makes one wonder if Mr Chase isn't in league with the terrorists that are currently running around, trying to scare us with a couple of Dark Marks. Since he appeared in the public picture, there has been an unusual big activity among Dark wizards and witches.
Mr Chase also protected Ms Cho Chang last year when the girl was accused of being a Death Eater trainee. Nothing could prove either of the sides right, so the case is dropped until further notice, but it makes one wonder where Mr Chase's loyalties lie.'
'Whoever wrote this piece of rubbish?' the voice asked.
'Rita Skeeter, that explains everything then.' Harry replied. 'I wonder how she could get out of the jar where Hermione has kept her for the last two years now.'
'What if she didn't escape?'
'You mean that Herm let her out on purpose?'
'All the clues are there,' the voice answered. 'Skeeter knows about your co-operation with yourself, and got the picture from one of the Creevy brothers. This is clearly not something an escaped, un-registered Animagus reporter, especially not this one, would have written first thing.'
'I guess you're right, but why did Herm do this?' Harry asked.
'Perhaps to protect you, Harry? She and Ron both are worried about you, and you didn't exactly spend much time with them last year. And you did disappear at the oddest of times.'
'I'll remedy that as soon as possible. Now I think we have some trouble approaching.'
'Damn, you're on your own kid.' The voice was gone.
Harry waited patiently until the ten or so Aurors had reached him, then he just stood there and let the Aurors make the first move. The onlookers had drawn back a bit, but everyone were following everything with greatest interest. One of the Aurors stepped forward, looking a bit uncertain.
"Rex Chase?" Harry nodded once keeping his expressionless mask on. "On the order from the Minister of Magic himself, Cornelius Fudge, we are hereby putting you under custody until further notice. You'll have to come with us sir." The Auror mentioned down the street and towards the Ministry building.
"What are the charges?" Harry asked.
"Huh?"
"What. Are. The. Charges?" he repeated, pronouncing every word clearly.
"Associating with a known Death Eater and other terrorists." Another Auror spoke up as he stepped forwards.
"If you're talking about Mr Snape then you'll have to arrest Professor Dumbledore, the rest of the Hogwarts staff, and the whole student body for associating with a known ex-Death Eater." Harry said very aware of the dozen or so reporters that had arrived, and the fact that the crowd hung onto every word that was said. He had to play the Game carefully. "And as for the terrorist-part, from what I know you don't even have one single piece of proof." He smiled slyly. "In my eyes gentlemen, that means that I'm a free man."
The Aurors blinked and somewhere in the crowd someone snickered. The reporters were watching over their Quick-Quotes Quills or they were watching Harry like predators, ready to attack at a moments notice.
"The Minister himself sent out this order," the first Auror spoke up once again. "Are you disobeying the Minister's orders? If so, then you have just confirmed that you are a Dark Wizard."
"Not really," Harry replied. It should be forbidden to have so much fun while being 'interrogated' by Aurors. "It could also mean that I'm not English, and only here on vacation or something."
Once again the Aurors blinked, then started a debate amongst themselves if this was right or not, the onlookers being dragged into the argument. Harry choose this moment to slide unnoticed into the shadows and Apparate back to Privet Drive.
'Well, so much for spying on people in the Ministry.'
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KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
Harry groaned and turned over in bed.
KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
"Coming Aunt Petunia." He mumbled sleepily and went straight back to sleep.
KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
"Oh, for heavens sake!" Harry sat up in the bed glaring angrily at the door. It took some time before he noticed that the clock read 6 A.M. and that the knocking came from his window. He jumped up and hurried over only to be met with the sight of Athan floating in mid-air outside trying to fend off a madly attacking Pig.
//Mr Potter, get the window open before this little kamikaze-owl kills me!//
//How many times do I have to tell you vampires not to call me 'Mr'?// Harry asked as he opened the window. Athan flew in and nearly crashed with the desk, Pig following. However, the tiny hyperactive owl didn't get far as Harry caught him with an elegant swipe of his hand.
//Thanks,// the vampire said trying to get his dignity back. //Who owns that... that... feather ball anyway?//
//One of my best friends,// Harry replied as he relieved Pig of the letter he had been carrying. //What are you doing here by the way?//
//Cian sent me to see if you got some news from that Lily Joyleaf-woman he met earlier today.//
//Ah, yes, tell the First Vampire to check today's Daily Prophet if he wants to know.// Harry tried to stuff Pig into Hedwig's cage, but the little owl down right refused to be locked up and tried to attack Athan time and time again. "Calm down Pig, he's a friend!" the owl looked suspiciously at him and hooted questionably. "Trust me." Pig glared at Athan, then jumped into the cage and attacked the bowl of food. Hedwig hadn't even opened one eye during the whole scene.
//You wizards have weird pets.//
//Tell me about it.// Harry looked out the window and discovered that the sky was going pink, then light blue. "I suppose you'll have to stay here today." He said turning to the vampire.
Athan only nodded, he was busy studying Harry from head to toe.
"What?" Harry asked.
"There's something familiar about you, but I can't put my finger on it." The vampire replied thoughtfully, then shrugged. "Could we put up some dark curtains, I really don't fancy burning to death."
"Sure, one moment." Harry quickly went to his closet and stuck his head in. He came back out with an old dark brown plaid which he placed in front of the window. "Better?"
"Yeah, at least I'll be able to stay awake."
"Hold it, I thought that vampires slept in the daytime."
"We do most of the time, but it isn't end of the world if we skip one or two times." Athan made himself comfortable in the room, that meant floating around aimlessly in mid-air and glaring at Pig. "So, what do you do to pass the time?" he turned towards Harry who had just finished getting dressed.
'Run here and there across the globe, trying to save the world, drive my Potion Master out of his wits, kick Voldie's ass, that sort of thing.' Harry thought in amusement. To the vampire he said: "Oh, nothing much. Doing chores for my Aunt and Uncle, and working at the library and that's about it."
"You need to get out more." The vampire deadpanned floating upside-down in front of Harry.
"No, I kinda like it; while I'm at Hogwarts I've got Voldemort after me and constantly have to look over my shoulder." Harry smirked. "What do you do pass the time, and how old are you?"
"I'm 8900 years old, becoming 8901 at Halloween. What I do to pass the time? Now that's a good question if I've ever heard one!" Athan looked thoughtful for a moment. "I guess I just walk around and watch all you mortals stress here and there, it's quite fun; and of course hunt. No wait, there's two more things! My hobbies."
"And those are?"
"Well, lets see, annoy the hell out of the rest of the vampire population, especially Zev but that's between me and you; and being the origin of several world-famous ghost-stories!"
"Origin?" Harry asked smiling. Athan looked extremely proud of his hobbies.
"Yeah, like the Anne Boleyn-ghost in London Tower. A couple of fledglings chopped my head off while I was asleep and stole my clothes; you can guess what happened when the guards saw me walking around with my head under my arm and an old dress from the 1500's that I'd found." The vampire walked on the ceiling. "I tell you, it's quite a tough job to keep the legend alive. I have to let myself get beheaded every now and then; once I ran into the ghost of the real Anne Boleyn! Man, was she angry. Now that's a ghost with a real attitude problem."
"I would too if my own husband had given the order to behead me." Harry replied between laughs.
"... Yeah, I guess you're right. But still there was no reason for her to chase me around the Tower with a ghost frying-pan." The immortal looked offended when Harry cracked up once again. "Hmprf, see if I tell you any of my other adventures." He mumbled.
Eventually Harry managed to get himself under control, but one look at the vampire standing there upside-down on his ceiling and pouting sent him right into hysterics once again. How he wished he had a camera.
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Somewhere around midday there was a tapping on the window. Athan quickly hid in the closet to avoid the sun, and Harry opened the window. There were two owls outside. One of them was carrying the Daily Prophet, while the other was a pompous looking Horned Owl bearing a letter with a crest he had never seen before.
Harry opened the window and let them in, then quickly replaced the plaid. He took the paper and the letter, then let the owls out again before replacing the plaid. The vampire stuck his head carefully out, and seeing no sun around came out of the closet. Athan watched with interest as Harry examined the letter, having completely ignored the Daily Prophet.
"From who's that?" the immortal asked after a while. There was no address or anything.
"I have no idea, never seen the crest." Harry replied. Feeling extremely Gryffindor-ish he opened the letter hoping for the best. All that fell out was a nicely folded parchment. Harry picked it up; the ink was crimson with a tinge of gold to it.
'Dear Mr Potter,
We have been keeping an eye at you for the past few years, and have been greatly impressed with what you have managed to accomplish. Contrary to what the Minister might have you believe, it is us Aurors who pick out who we want to join our ranks and legions. Given your background we think that you would be an enormous asset to our group.
Mr Potter, we hereby invite you to join the Aurors of her Majesty's Royal Guard. We await your answer no sooner than the 4th of August.
S. Nowels, Commander of the First Squadron.'
Athan whistled. He had come up behind the boy while he had been immersed in the letter, and had read it over the kids shoulder. Commander Nowels was famous for his battle tactics and quick thinking, event the vampires tended to avoid him like the plague.
"It makes sense." Harry said after a while in silence.
"What makes sense?" the immortal asked.
"That the Queen knows about the Magical World."
"Of course she does. Every Head in every country, from president to dictator, knows about the Magical World. However when they step down a Memory Charm is placed on them to keep them from blabbing." Athan replied. "So, you gonna accept the offer?"
"I don't think so," Harry looked at the vampire. "I hate to have people ordering me around."
"Welcome to the club." The other man muttered. "May I have the honour?" he asked extending his hand towards Harry, who gave him the letter. A second later there was only a pile of dust left in the vampire's hand.
Harry grinned and picked up the Daily Prophet. There, on the front page, was a nice little picture of him as Rex Chase catching the stone flying at his head. under it stood the whole conversation between himself and the Aurors in Diagon Alley. At the end of the article the reporter asked if Rex Chase could be trusted or not as he hadn't answered the questions the Aurors asked him, just confused them and then disappeared.
'Those guys will never give up. I think it's time Rex Chase takes a rest and two other characters take a more active part in this war.' Harry thought and a small evil, smile spread across his face. 'Wizarding World watch out!'
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Sorry for the shortness of this chapter people, but I kinda hit a dead end here. As usual please review and thanks to Ryshora for beta-ing.
Thanks to:
coconut-ice agent h/h, aurora*sky, Naia, Mona, Hermione HP, A-man, Amber Evans Potter, Miranda Flairgold, CG Anna Marie, Harry and Hermione's Daughter, Nkari, Blizzard, della luna, RJLL, WolfMoon, Arianne, Sophie W., Bookworm, WeasleyTwinsLover1112, Rachel A. Prongs, Arizosa, BloodRedSword, Ruskbyte, JUDGEMENT, unknown(even to me, daemonthart, Confuzzler, Mike Potter 2002, Lady Phoenix Gryffindor, Hikari Kura, bubblegum*girl, Ashley, TheUnknown, Silver Earth Dragon, Richan, Rouge1615, SilveRain, silver005 and androme
