A/N: Okay, here's the second chapter everybody! Sorry it took a long time!!
Thank you to all who reviewed!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does!!!! The only thing I own is the plot and any other characters if I decide to add them. (And trust me, they'll be a lot!!!!!!)
A/N: FYI, I appreciate ALL reviews. Even flames cause they help me write later chapters. So, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!! Thanks in advance!!!!!!!!!!!!
One more thing before I continue the story: Once school starts, it will be hard for me to post as frequently as I do now. There for, please be patient with me! I'm gonna try my best to update! Thanks in advance!!!!!!
Okay, on to the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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~July 28, 2000~
"Hermione!" Harry Potter walked into the living room of the small apartment he and his wife with their daughter lived in. "What are you doing tonight?"
"I have to make review all of the new apparation tests," Hermione smiled. She worked in the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Transportation. This summer, many younger wizards were learning how to apparate.
"Okay, then do you just want a quick dinner?" Harry asked. He was an accomplished auror at the Ministry of Magic.
"Okay," Hermione agreed. At the moment, she was holding their now three-month-old baby, Hannah. "How about pizza?"
"That sounds good," Harry walked picked up his wallet that was lying on the coffee table which was next to a vase of flowers. Ever since Harry and Hermione had gotten married, they lived in a muggle city and basically acted like a muggle, which included going to the mall and eating in muggle restaurants. The only time they went to the wizarding world was when they had to work at the Ministry. So far, the longest time they had spent in the wizarding world was when Harry had to catch a Death Eater that was working close to Cornelius Fudge, who was the Minister of Magic.
"What kind of pizza do you want?" Hermione asked Harry.
"How about cheeseburger pizza?" Harry asked. (A/N: If you haven't tried this kind of pizza, go to Papa Gino's pizza and order a slice immediately! It's wicked good!)
"That's okay," Hermione said as she patted Hannah on the head. "Can you also stop at the supermarket and pick up some baby formula? We're out."
"Okay," Harry said as he picked up his car keys and opened the front door. "See you in about forty-five minutes."
"'Kay," Hermione said.
Harry walked out the front door and down to the apartment building's parking lot. He spotted his sapphire blue car and got in. As he started up the engine, he looked to the left and saw a near by bush shake slightly.
"Who's there?" Harry rolled down his window and called out. When nobody replied, he assumed it was just an animal and he turned back to the steering wheel.
When he started to back out of the parking space, he looked back at the bush and saw the bush rattle again. Right as he left the apartment building, he could of sworn he saw too, small, pale eyes that reminded him of Peter Pettigrew.
***
"Master?" Peter said to Voldemort later that night.
"Yes, you have permission to speak," Voldemort hissed in a bored tone.
"I have found the exact location of Harry Potter, his wife, and daughter. I don't know his apartment number, but I bet the owner will know it. I also know his car style." Peter said proudly.
"Very good," Voldemort evilly smiled. "That will definitely come in handy when we attack. Does he still look the same?"
"Yes, exactly the same. Same eyes, same glasses, same hairstyle and color, same face, same scar. He is still extremely skinny and has grown only about three or four inches since when he was fifteen." Peter described.
"Thank you, you may go," Voldemort ordered. "Now."
"Yes, master," Peter whimpered. "Thank you."
When Peter was gone, Voldemort cackled and sighed.
"Only three more days," he whispered. "Only three more days to the death of Harry Potter and the fear of the entire wizarding world."
*** ~July 30, 2000~
"Harry, tomorrow's your birthday," Hermione said as she was cooking breakfast.
"Yeah, I know," Harry was currently holding Hannah who was softly gurgling.
"What do you want to do?" Hermione asked while she took a whisk and started to scramble some eggs.
"Oh, I don't know," Harry frowned.
"Do you want to go anywhere special?" Hermione asked.
"Nah," Harry said. "We could just stay here." Harry never really thought much of his birthday since he had lived with the Dursley's for most of his childhood.
"Harry, we have to do something," Hermione said. "You're going to be twenty!"
"So?" Harry shrugged.
"Well, I know you don't care much for your birthday since the Dursley's never did anything, but you must know what it feels like to get presents and to celebrate!" Hermione said.
"Yeah, I've gotten presents from you, Hagrid, and the Weaselys," Harry admitted.
"Did the Dursley's give you anything?" Hermione suddenly asked.
"Well, if you count old socks and a month's worth of chores, well, I guess," Harry said.
"Well, we're going to do something special for your birthday," Hermione said smugly. "Something that doesn't involve odors and cleaning."
"Oh, I was kind of looking forward to those two wonderful things," Harry mumbled sarcastically.
Hermione moved to slap him. "Harry!"
"I was kidding!" Harry said as he stepped backwards to avoid Hermione's hand.
"Hoe about we do what we did last year?" Hermione asked.
"What, go to a fancy restaurant?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Hermione said.
"Should we bring Hannah?" Harry questioned as he looked down at the baby in his hands.
"Well, she is only three months old and she might start screaming," Hermione replied.
"So, we'll get a baby sitter?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Hermione smiled. "We'll bring her next year."
"Okay, that will work," Harry said.
*** ~July 31, 2000~
It was just a few minutes after midnight and everything was silent. No crickets were chirping, no dogs were barking, and no appliances were on. It was just a peaceful, quiet night. Or so it seemed.
About a block away from where a certain wizard lived, a figure in black robes started to glide towards the huge apartment building.
When the creature got there, he stopped and took out a long, brown wooden stick that was hidden in his robe's pocket.
"Alohomora!" he hissed as he pointed the wand at the apartment building's doorknob. The metal door swung open to reveal another wooden door and a flight of stair.
He walked towards the door and stared at the label on it that read: "Landlord". He knocked on the wood.
After a couple of minutes, a young women in jeans and a sleep expression answered the door. "What can I do for you?"
"I want to know the room number where I can find Harry Potter." the man hissed.
The woman was suddenly alert as she noticed the man's clothing. "Why?"
"Because I have to make something clear to him!" the creature shouted at the women.
"You're going to kill him, aren't you?" she asked. The man noticed a nametag on her shirt that said "Rebeka Catson".
"Why would you say that...Rebeka?" he hissesd.
Rebeka looked at her name tag and then looked up again. "Because that's what always happens in the movies."
"What's a movie?" the man asked.
"You don't know what a movie is?" Rebeka asked, really surprised. "Well, it's a..."
"Oh, I don't have time for these explanations!" the man cried. He pointed his wand at Rebeka and shouted "Stupify!"
Rebeka collapsed on the floor after screaming. The figure suddenly frowned. Why didn't he kill her? Why did he just stun her? He peered down at her long brown hair and got angry. Was he becoming a caring person?
"Oh, never mind!" he hissed and suddenly realized he hadn't gotten Harry's room number. He stomped into Rebeka's room and found a piece of paper lying on a desk. He picked it up and read the names and number.
"Raquel Span-room 2, John Vel-room 4, Alyssia Mit-room 6, Katie Crow- room 8, Ashley Ran-room 10, Ryan Nov-room 12, Cate Wird-room 14, ah ha! Harry Potter-room 16!"
The creature ran towards the stairs where he found a sign that said rooms 10-20 were located on the second floor. He dashed up the stairs and started towards room 16.
When he got to room 14, he noticed a teenager coming back from a soda machine. When he saw her walking towards the door he was standing in front of, he stopped.
"Excuse me!" the man said. "Does Harry Potter live in room 16?"
"Yes," the girl, who's name was Cate Wird said. "Yes, he and his wife and daughter." She noticed the man's robes. "Halloween isn't until October, you know."
The creature glared at Cate. "This is what I always wear. Now, will you please go into your room."
"Okay," Cate said as she walked past the man and took out her key. She let herself into her room and slammed the door behind her.
The man paused for a moment. He hadn't killed Cate too. What the heck was wrong with him?!?!?!?!
The creature stood in front of room 16 and grabbed his wand.
"Alohomora!" he said as the light brown wooden door swung open.
***
Harry Potter had fallen asleep in front of the TV that night while watching a movie. He was now snoring slightly not even knowing that it was his birthday or that his enemy was talking to his neighbor at the very moment.
That evening after dinner, Hermione had put Hannah to sleep and gone to bed early since she wanted to get up early so she could start with her work.
Harry woke with a start as he thought heard some voices coming from outside his front door. One was a female voice, which sounded a lot like his neighbor, Cate Wird. The other voice was a male one and for some reason it sounded so familiar....
After about a minute, Harry started to doze off again. But, his peaceful slumber didn't last long; no is was interrupted by the door slamming open and revealing a pale white creature with blood red eyes and black robes.
Harry jumped up. "Voldemort," he whispered with a mixture of fear and anger.
"Yes," Voldemort smiled. "At last."
"No," Harry pulled out his wand quickly.
"Yes," Voldemort repeated.
"What are you doing here," Harry asked, knowing it was a stupid question as soon as the words left his mouth.
"To kill," Voldemort spat. "To kill."
Harry raised his wand. "Stupify!"
Voldemort moved out of the way and raised his wand. "Crucio!"
Harry started to shake in pain. He tried his hardest not to scream, but he just couldn't succeed.
"Harry!" Hermione woke with a start as she heard the boy-who-lived let out a blood-curling scream. She got out of bed and ran into the living room. She gasped when she saw Voldemort. "No!"
"Ms. Granger," Voldemort smirked. "Or should I say Mrs. Potter?"
"Oh, it really doesn't matter," Hermione spat sarcastically. "You can pick what you want to call me."
"Now, now, don't be sarcastic," Voldemort said. "It's not polite."
"Don't hurt Hermione!" Harry managed to get out from the pain.
Voldemort finally lifted the curse. "I can do whatever I want you silly brat."
Hermione started to back away and whimper as Harry collapsed from pain.
"Stupify!" Voldemort shouted at Hermione with his wand raised. He then pointed his wand over at Harry. "Supero Imperio Extremo!" (A/N: I made this up; it's a super, extreme version of the Imperio curse, which is literally impossible to resist.)
Harry suddenly stood up defiantly and walked over to Hermione. 'No, what am I doing?' Harry thought to himself as a voice told him to wake Hermione up and kill her with the killing curse. 'I have to try to resist this!' But it was impossible.
"Enneverate!' Harry shouted at his wife. Hermione's eyes flickered open.
"Harry!" Hermione gave a small smile and looked at him with relief in her eyes. Then she saw the wand move closer to her heart. "What are you doing?"
"Doing what I have wanted to do since I first saw you," Harry said. 'That is not true! There had to be a way to fight this.' Harry thought desperately.
"Harry, are you under the Imperoius Curse?" Hermione asked with her eyes wide.
"Nope. Remember, I can fight them?" Harry smirked. 'Hermione, don't believe Voldemort!' Harry screamed into his head.
"But........I.........though.........you...........loved me!" Hermione sobbed.
"I was gaining your trust. The truth is, I work for Voldemort as a spy for the dark side. I'm Harry Potter, the evilest man you can meet."
"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the wand moved closer to her heart. "Harry, I thought you were a good person!"
"Keyword: Thought," Harry smirked again. "Avada Kedevra!"
"No!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hermione screamed her last word as she fell as a corpse to the ground.
Harry, the real Harry, watched in pain and horror as best friend and wife fell dead to the floor. He would have cried his heart out and probably commit suicide if he could. But, obviously he couldn't. This had to have been the worst day of his entire life.
The only problem was; it was going to get a heck of a lot worse.
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A/N: Okay, what did you think? Sorry it took so long. As you can probably tell, school started. Anyways, thank you for my two reviewers!!!!!!!!!
I'll try to update ASAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)
P.S. I found my disk.
P.P.S. Sorry, but I probably won't be updated "Azkaban Kisses" for awhile due to the famous writer's block. I have every chapter but the one I'm working on mapped out in my head!!!! Urg, it's SSSOOOOOO frustrating!! Anyways, I'll really try my hardest to get over it so I can update that story ASAP. Sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does!!!! The only thing I own is the plot and any other characters if I decide to add them. (And trust me, they'll be a lot!!!!!!)
A/N: FYI, I appreciate ALL reviews. Even flames cause they help me write later chapters. So, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!! Thanks in advance!!!!!!!!!!!!
One more thing before I continue the story: Once school starts, it will be hard for me to post as frequently as I do now. There for, please be patient with me! I'm gonna try my best to update! Thanks in advance!!!!!!
Okay, on to the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
***
~July 28, 2000~
"Hermione!" Harry Potter walked into the living room of the small apartment he and his wife with their daughter lived in. "What are you doing tonight?"
"I have to make review all of the new apparation tests," Hermione smiled. She worked in the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Transportation. This summer, many younger wizards were learning how to apparate.
"Okay, then do you just want a quick dinner?" Harry asked. He was an accomplished auror at the Ministry of Magic.
"Okay," Hermione agreed. At the moment, she was holding their now three-month-old baby, Hannah. "How about pizza?"
"That sounds good," Harry walked picked up his wallet that was lying on the coffee table which was next to a vase of flowers. Ever since Harry and Hermione had gotten married, they lived in a muggle city and basically acted like a muggle, which included going to the mall and eating in muggle restaurants. The only time they went to the wizarding world was when they had to work at the Ministry. So far, the longest time they had spent in the wizarding world was when Harry had to catch a Death Eater that was working close to Cornelius Fudge, who was the Minister of Magic.
"What kind of pizza do you want?" Hermione asked Harry.
"How about cheeseburger pizza?" Harry asked. (A/N: If you haven't tried this kind of pizza, go to Papa Gino's pizza and order a slice immediately! It's wicked good!)
"That's okay," Hermione said as she patted Hannah on the head. "Can you also stop at the supermarket and pick up some baby formula? We're out."
"Okay," Harry said as he picked up his car keys and opened the front door. "See you in about forty-five minutes."
"'Kay," Hermione said.
Harry walked out the front door and down to the apartment building's parking lot. He spotted his sapphire blue car and got in. As he started up the engine, he looked to the left and saw a near by bush shake slightly.
"Who's there?" Harry rolled down his window and called out. When nobody replied, he assumed it was just an animal and he turned back to the steering wheel.
When he started to back out of the parking space, he looked back at the bush and saw the bush rattle again. Right as he left the apartment building, he could of sworn he saw too, small, pale eyes that reminded him of Peter Pettigrew.
***
"Master?" Peter said to Voldemort later that night.
"Yes, you have permission to speak," Voldemort hissed in a bored tone.
"I have found the exact location of Harry Potter, his wife, and daughter. I don't know his apartment number, but I bet the owner will know it. I also know his car style." Peter said proudly.
"Very good," Voldemort evilly smiled. "That will definitely come in handy when we attack. Does he still look the same?"
"Yes, exactly the same. Same eyes, same glasses, same hairstyle and color, same face, same scar. He is still extremely skinny and has grown only about three or four inches since when he was fifteen." Peter described.
"Thank you, you may go," Voldemort ordered. "Now."
"Yes, master," Peter whimpered. "Thank you."
When Peter was gone, Voldemort cackled and sighed.
"Only three more days," he whispered. "Only three more days to the death of Harry Potter and the fear of the entire wizarding world."
*** ~July 30, 2000~
"Harry, tomorrow's your birthday," Hermione said as she was cooking breakfast.
"Yeah, I know," Harry was currently holding Hannah who was softly gurgling.
"What do you want to do?" Hermione asked while she took a whisk and started to scramble some eggs.
"Oh, I don't know," Harry frowned.
"Do you want to go anywhere special?" Hermione asked.
"Nah," Harry said. "We could just stay here." Harry never really thought much of his birthday since he had lived with the Dursley's for most of his childhood.
"Harry, we have to do something," Hermione said. "You're going to be twenty!"
"So?" Harry shrugged.
"Well, I know you don't care much for your birthday since the Dursley's never did anything, but you must know what it feels like to get presents and to celebrate!" Hermione said.
"Yeah, I've gotten presents from you, Hagrid, and the Weaselys," Harry admitted.
"Did the Dursley's give you anything?" Hermione suddenly asked.
"Well, if you count old socks and a month's worth of chores, well, I guess," Harry said.
"Well, we're going to do something special for your birthday," Hermione said smugly. "Something that doesn't involve odors and cleaning."
"Oh, I was kind of looking forward to those two wonderful things," Harry mumbled sarcastically.
Hermione moved to slap him. "Harry!"
"I was kidding!" Harry said as he stepped backwards to avoid Hermione's hand.
"Hoe about we do what we did last year?" Hermione asked.
"What, go to a fancy restaurant?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Hermione said.
"Should we bring Hannah?" Harry questioned as he looked down at the baby in his hands.
"Well, she is only three months old and she might start screaming," Hermione replied.
"So, we'll get a baby sitter?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Hermione smiled. "We'll bring her next year."
"Okay, that will work," Harry said.
*** ~July 31, 2000~
It was just a few minutes after midnight and everything was silent. No crickets were chirping, no dogs were barking, and no appliances were on. It was just a peaceful, quiet night. Or so it seemed.
About a block away from where a certain wizard lived, a figure in black robes started to glide towards the huge apartment building.
When the creature got there, he stopped and took out a long, brown wooden stick that was hidden in his robe's pocket.
"Alohomora!" he hissed as he pointed the wand at the apartment building's doorknob. The metal door swung open to reveal another wooden door and a flight of stair.
He walked towards the door and stared at the label on it that read: "Landlord". He knocked on the wood.
After a couple of minutes, a young women in jeans and a sleep expression answered the door. "What can I do for you?"
"I want to know the room number where I can find Harry Potter." the man hissed.
The woman was suddenly alert as she noticed the man's clothing. "Why?"
"Because I have to make something clear to him!" the creature shouted at the women.
"You're going to kill him, aren't you?" she asked. The man noticed a nametag on her shirt that said "Rebeka Catson".
"Why would you say that...Rebeka?" he hissesd.
Rebeka looked at her name tag and then looked up again. "Because that's what always happens in the movies."
"What's a movie?" the man asked.
"You don't know what a movie is?" Rebeka asked, really surprised. "Well, it's a..."
"Oh, I don't have time for these explanations!" the man cried. He pointed his wand at Rebeka and shouted "Stupify!"
Rebeka collapsed on the floor after screaming. The figure suddenly frowned. Why didn't he kill her? Why did he just stun her? He peered down at her long brown hair and got angry. Was he becoming a caring person?
"Oh, never mind!" he hissed and suddenly realized he hadn't gotten Harry's room number. He stomped into Rebeka's room and found a piece of paper lying on a desk. He picked it up and read the names and number.
"Raquel Span-room 2, John Vel-room 4, Alyssia Mit-room 6, Katie Crow- room 8, Ashley Ran-room 10, Ryan Nov-room 12, Cate Wird-room 14, ah ha! Harry Potter-room 16!"
The creature ran towards the stairs where he found a sign that said rooms 10-20 were located on the second floor. He dashed up the stairs and started towards room 16.
When he got to room 14, he noticed a teenager coming back from a soda machine. When he saw her walking towards the door he was standing in front of, he stopped.
"Excuse me!" the man said. "Does Harry Potter live in room 16?"
"Yes," the girl, who's name was Cate Wird said. "Yes, he and his wife and daughter." She noticed the man's robes. "Halloween isn't until October, you know."
The creature glared at Cate. "This is what I always wear. Now, will you please go into your room."
"Okay," Cate said as she walked past the man and took out her key. She let herself into her room and slammed the door behind her.
The man paused for a moment. He hadn't killed Cate too. What the heck was wrong with him?!?!?!?!
The creature stood in front of room 16 and grabbed his wand.
"Alohomora!" he said as the light brown wooden door swung open.
***
Harry Potter had fallen asleep in front of the TV that night while watching a movie. He was now snoring slightly not even knowing that it was his birthday or that his enemy was talking to his neighbor at the very moment.
That evening after dinner, Hermione had put Hannah to sleep and gone to bed early since she wanted to get up early so she could start with her work.
Harry woke with a start as he thought heard some voices coming from outside his front door. One was a female voice, which sounded a lot like his neighbor, Cate Wird. The other voice was a male one and for some reason it sounded so familiar....
After about a minute, Harry started to doze off again. But, his peaceful slumber didn't last long; no is was interrupted by the door slamming open and revealing a pale white creature with blood red eyes and black robes.
Harry jumped up. "Voldemort," he whispered with a mixture of fear and anger.
"Yes," Voldemort smiled. "At last."
"No," Harry pulled out his wand quickly.
"Yes," Voldemort repeated.
"What are you doing here," Harry asked, knowing it was a stupid question as soon as the words left his mouth.
"To kill," Voldemort spat. "To kill."
Harry raised his wand. "Stupify!"
Voldemort moved out of the way and raised his wand. "Crucio!"
Harry started to shake in pain. He tried his hardest not to scream, but he just couldn't succeed.
"Harry!" Hermione woke with a start as she heard the boy-who-lived let out a blood-curling scream. She got out of bed and ran into the living room. She gasped when she saw Voldemort. "No!"
"Ms. Granger," Voldemort smirked. "Or should I say Mrs. Potter?"
"Oh, it really doesn't matter," Hermione spat sarcastically. "You can pick what you want to call me."
"Now, now, don't be sarcastic," Voldemort said. "It's not polite."
"Don't hurt Hermione!" Harry managed to get out from the pain.
Voldemort finally lifted the curse. "I can do whatever I want you silly brat."
Hermione started to back away and whimper as Harry collapsed from pain.
"Stupify!" Voldemort shouted at Hermione with his wand raised. He then pointed his wand over at Harry. "Supero Imperio Extremo!" (A/N: I made this up; it's a super, extreme version of the Imperio curse, which is literally impossible to resist.)
Harry suddenly stood up defiantly and walked over to Hermione. 'No, what am I doing?' Harry thought to himself as a voice told him to wake Hermione up and kill her with the killing curse. 'I have to try to resist this!' But it was impossible.
"Enneverate!' Harry shouted at his wife. Hermione's eyes flickered open.
"Harry!" Hermione gave a small smile and looked at him with relief in her eyes. Then she saw the wand move closer to her heart. "What are you doing?"
"Doing what I have wanted to do since I first saw you," Harry said. 'That is not true! There had to be a way to fight this.' Harry thought desperately.
"Harry, are you under the Imperoius Curse?" Hermione asked with her eyes wide.
"Nope. Remember, I can fight them?" Harry smirked. 'Hermione, don't believe Voldemort!' Harry screamed into his head.
"But........I.........though.........you...........loved me!" Hermione sobbed.
"I was gaining your trust. The truth is, I work for Voldemort as a spy for the dark side. I'm Harry Potter, the evilest man you can meet."
"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the wand moved closer to her heart. "Harry, I thought you were a good person!"
"Keyword: Thought," Harry smirked again. "Avada Kedevra!"
"No!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hermione screamed her last word as she fell as a corpse to the ground.
Harry, the real Harry, watched in pain and horror as best friend and wife fell dead to the floor. He would have cried his heart out and probably commit suicide if he could. But, obviously he couldn't. This had to have been the worst day of his entire life.
The only problem was; it was going to get a heck of a lot worse.
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A/N: Okay, what did you think? Sorry it took so long. As you can probably tell, school started. Anyways, thank you for my two reviewers!!!!!!!!!
I'll try to update ASAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)
P.S. I found my disk.
P.P.S. Sorry, but I probably won't be updated "Azkaban Kisses" for awhile due to the famous writer's block. I have every chapter but the one I'm working on mapped out in my head!!!! Urg, it's SSSOOOOOO frustrating!! Anyways, I'll really try my hardest to get over it so I can update that story ASAP. Sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
