A/N: Please excuse me as I murmur bad things under my breath. :.mumbles
something, then glares around at everyone.: Yes, stupid disk. It decided to
malfunction. I lost all my chapters. And me being stupid, I forgot to back
it up on the hard drive. So this is the THIRD version of the chapter. I'm
SO not in a good mood. :.glares at everyone again.: Perhaps I'll write this
tomorrow when I've cooled off a bit.
Okay, I apologize for the delay, but I'm back now, and it's STORYTIME!
Disclaimer: We-ell, lets just say I don't own anything that Rowling does and leave it at that, shall we? (I'm not making a profit off of this story, so please don't sue!)
This chapter is dedicated to: HAZZAGRIFF! Are you gonna do a dance this time? Aidan and I would quite enjoy that!
Oh, right, the story! Here ya go!
Chapter 8: Meetings
The first rays of the morning sun crept slowly through the closed curtains. It filtered down and lit up the upturned face of the boy in the bed. The boy groaned and pulled the covers up over his head. He lay silently under the covers and tried to sleep again.
After a time, he pushed the covers off and sat up, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He swung his legs down over the side of the bed and winced as his feet hit the cold floor. He sighed and stood up, glancing around for some clothing.
His stomach growled in hunger and he padded sleepily over to the open closet where he grabbed the first things he found, not caring if they matched.
Dressing quickly, he flung the door open and walked out, shutting it firmly behind him. Whistling brightly, he waltzed down the silent hall. He paid no heed to the sounds of opening doors and growls of the normally late risers. He walked by the few people who were actually awake with a wave or a nod.
Making his way slowly to the kitchen, he was surprised when a pair of arms flung themselves about his waist. He quickly detached them and whirled around to see who they belonged to. A smile quickly lit up his face and he embraced the girl. "Mali! How are you? I missed you so much!" he whispered into her ear. She laughed. "Oh, you know, the same as always. I missed you too Harry, did you sleep well?" she asked.
He pushed her away and looked her over, running a hand through her long red hair. "Yeah, after the first few nightmares. But that's much the same as always. Have you heard from Hermione or Ron lately?" he asked anxiously. She shook her head and began to walk down the hall. Without missing a beat, he followed her. "I hear there's supposed to be a meeting today?" he asked. She smiled. "Yes there is. Fred and George are supposed to be here today, so we're waiting on them. Have you and Draco got your report ready for Aidan? Hey, speaking of Aidan, have you seen him yet? He's usually up much earlier than this." She asked, looking slightly concerned.
Harry shook his head and yawned. "I just got up Mali, I haven't had the chance to speak with Draco about our report yet. And I haven't seen either of them since last night. Hey, have you seen Draco?" Harry asked pleasantly, striding into the kitchen. Mali laughed. "He's likely with Aidan. Would you like me to fix you something to eat?" she inquired, walking over to the stove.
"Um, no thank you, I think I'll go and find Draco first. Can I take a raincheck?" he asked, walking up and hugging her. She nodded. "Come and get me when you get hungry, alright?" she asked in a mother-like tone of voice. Harry let her go and walked away again.
He strode quickly back through the living room and down a hall. Near the end of the hall, he stopped at a door and swung it open. "Draco?" he asked loudly. Not getting a death threat for opening his door, he shut it again and continued on. When he came to the door at the end of the hall, he stopped and drew in a breath. At last, having calmed himself, he rapped on the door. He didn't hear a response, so he opened the door a crack and peered through. He didn't see anyone.
Heaving a sigh of relief, he shut the door again and leaned up against it. "Where on earth could they be?" he wondered aloud. He stood there for a few moments, lost in thought. Then, suddenly, he leapt away from the door and took off running down the hall and through the living room. He ran down one hall, turned, opened a door and ran through.
He ran down the stairs and through the door at the end of the staircase. He then slowed to a walk. He prowled through the stone rooms, squinting to see through the dim light.
In one room he saw an old chain hanging from the ceiling. Turning his back upon it in disgust, he was confronted by a puddle of dried blood. He paled considerably and ran out of the room.
"Draco? Aidan?" he called quietly. Harry walked slowly through the rooms one last time, hoping to catch sight of Draco at least.
At last, when Harry had just decided to write up their report on his own, he spotted someone sitting in the corner, apparently asleep. He walked over quietly, not wishing to wake them.
As he drew nearer, he saw that there were two people, not one. And they were exactly the two people he was looking for.
Draco lay sleeping, his head on Aidan's legs. He was curled up into a small ball and covered up by one of Aidan's blankets. Aidan himself sat with his head leaned up against one of the walls and his eyes shut. He had one arm draped loosely around Draco's shoulders.
Harry walked over to where they slept, intending to wake them. Aidan's eyes snapped open. Upon seeing it was only Harry, he relaxed again. "Hello Harry. Is it time to get up already?" he asked tiredly. Harry nodded, looking at Draco.
Aidan followed his gaze. "Oh, I suppose you're curious about Draco? I found him sitting down here. He was just staring at Blaise's dead body. I was worried about him." Aidan said calmly, his coal black eyes boring into Harry's green ones. Harry nodded numbly and turned to go.
"I suppose I'll just write the report on my own. Go back to sleep Aidan, you need it." Harry murmured. Aidan shook his head. "No, Draco needs to get up. It's breakfast time anyway, and I'm hungry." Aidan said cheerfully. Harry ignored him and walked out, leaving them alone.
Aidan shook Draco awake gently, ignoring his threats and grumpy remarks. At last Draco was fully awake and he and Aidan went upstairs as well.
******** A couple hours later, Fred and George had arrived. Aidan and Draco had disappeared again. The sun shone brightly and the birds sung happily. The entire house was abuzz with the sound of life. People were talking and laughing. In the distance, you could hear small children playing, and the television running.
But all of that was presently irrelevant. Harry was in the meeting room, along with Fred and George, Rin, Mali, and Jackleen. They were patiently waiting for Aidan and Draco to arrive so they could start the meeting.
Harry looked around at the assorted members of the organizations he was a part of. The first person to catch his eye was the lime-green haired girl who sat with her feet propped up on the table. She was chewing gum, and every once and a while, she blew a bubble. She never moved without good reason, and rarely spoke unless she deemed it important. She was pretty much a loner.
When she noticed he was looking at her, she raised an eyebrow and stared back at him. Harry looked away. He turned his attention to his red-haired girlfriend sitting beside him. He felt a pang in his heart as he remembered the other redhead that had sat there not a year before. She had always been so bright and cheerful, no matter how bad the news.
"Right, we've waited long enough, let's start this meeting so we can get it over with, shall we?" Rin asked from his corner of the room. Harry nodded his agreement. The green haired girl removed her feet from the table. "Yes. One moment, I have to take attendance." She said, drawing out a pencil and paper from nowhere. "Alright. Rin?" she muttered, checking his name off. He looked over at her. She smiled. "Mali?" she whispered. Mali raised her hand. "Yeah." She said.
"Harry? Fred? George?" she asked, checking them off without waiting for their replies. "Aidan? Nope. Draco? Nope." She finished.
Harry laughed. "Well, now that that's finished with, I officially call this meeting to order." He announced. Everyone nodded. "Our first order of business?" he asked, not knowing what the meeting was about.
At that moment, the door swung open and Aidan strode in looking very tired. He slammed the door shut and walked over to take a seat. "I apologize for being late. It won't happen again. What did I miss?" he asked quietly. Mali smiled.
"Nothing yet Aidan, we just began. Please Harry, go on." She said, turning her attention back to him. Harry shrugged. "I'd love to, but I missed last week's meeting. I was kinda busy covering up the MURDER of my mentor. But aside from that." He finished bitterly, glaring at the green haired girl who was ignoring everything he said.
Fred nodded. "Well, Jackleen, why don't you fill us in?" he asked her. The green haired girl smiled, but shook her head. "That's Aidan's job." She said calmly. Aidan looked at them all. "Doesn't anyone ever check what they missed?" he asked in annoyance. "Last week we covered Harry's mission, and we discussed what the Republic would be doing next. We also sent Ron out on another surveillance mission, since that seems to be the only thing he's good at. This week's business is mostly your reports. So, let's hear it. How did your mission go Fred?" he asked.
Fred stood up. He made a big show out of stretching, and at last began to speak. "After spending two weeks in France, we were able to narrow the possibilities down. In order to know for sure which building is the prison, we will have to go back. We have, however, discovered that Voldemort is waiting for us to find the prison. He wants us to try and rescue these people, and when we do, he's gonna be there. We haven't got enough people for this rescue mission. It would be best to just forget about them and move on." Fred paused for a moment. "We have also located Severus Snape." He then sat down as George stood up. Before George could begin Rin began to speak.
"You two have forgotten the way this organization runs already, haven't you? It can't be too heavily guarded, or you two would know which building it is. And we always vote, we don't just go on what one person says. I personally think we have lost enough lives already. It would, however, be worth it to raid the Federation Prison and free our people." He told Fred, fury smoldering just below the surface. Aidan glanced warningly at Rin, who immediately sat back in his chair and closed his eyes, trying to calm himself.
"Please, continue." Aidan said. George nodded.
"As Fred has told you, we have found Severus Snape, the traitorous----" George was cut off by the door slamming open. Everyone whirled around to face the door. Draco strode in calmly, oblivious to the stares he was getting. He shut the door quietly and sat down, a smile on his face. "Don't stop on my account Weasley, do keep going. I'm sure whatever you've got to say is simply fascinating." He whispered into the silence.
There was a resounding slap as Harry smacked Draco across the face. "Behave yourself Malfoy, we're all on the same side here. We've got enough problems without you coming in late and starting a fight." Harry admonished, turning his back on Draco. George stared at Draco, an angry look on his face, but he didn't say a word. Draco glared at Harry's back and then glanced back at George. "Do continue Weasley, it must be important or else you wouldn't be discussing it during the meeting." He apologized, a dark look on his face.
Aidan nodded. "Yes, now that everyone's here, there won't be any more interruptions." George glanced around the room, then opened his mouth again. "Now. Severus Snape. We've found him. And I won't even begin to say what I think of him. But anyway. He's holed up in Voldemort's lair. Busy being a lap dog to his Master. I say we capture him and beat the shit out of him." He muttered under his breath. Seeing the looks he was getting from everyone else, he blushed and sat down. "But anyways, let's hear what Draco and Harry have got to say."
Jackleen gestured towards Harry. "Your turn." She said. Harry stood up, but Draco pushed him back down again. "I wanna talk." He told Harry. Harry stood up again. "No. If you can't help me put together the report, you can't talk. Now sit down." Harry ordered. Draco remained standing, glaring at Harry.
The room waited with baited breath. They stared each other down for some time, neither saying a word. Aidan watched them carefully, ready to break up the fight.
Much to everyone's astonishment, both of them sat down. "We'll give the report later. Like next week." Draco said, reclining in his chair. Harry nodded his agreement.
Jackleen sat up. She shook her head. "No way no how. One of you give the report and get it over with. Then we can discuss our next moves." She ordered casually. Draco glared at her, and she glared back.
"THAT IS IT! YOU ARE ALL BEING RIDICULOUS! IF WE CAN'T AT LEAST GET SOMETHING DONE IN THESE MEETINGS, I QUIT!" Rin shouted furiously, pushing himself away from the table and walking out the door.
Everyone stared after him in shock. Mali stood up and walked after him, shooting one glare over her shoulder. Aidan glanced around the room as if daring anyone else to walk out. When no one moved towards the door, he cleared his throat. "Well, I suppose we should postpone this meeting until next week. Meeting adjourned." He announced quietly, leaning back and promptly falling asleep.
******** "It was NOT my fault!" Draco said angrily.
"Yes it WAS!" Harry replied vehemently.
"IT WAS NOT!"
"YES IT WAS!"
"STOP ARGUING WITH ME YOU PRICK!"
"LOOK WHO'S TALKING!"
"IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN COME UP WITH?"
"JUST SHUT UP!"
"WHY DON'T YOU MAKE ME?" With that, Harry punched Draco, Draco kicked Harry, and they were rolling on the floor brawling. A few people watched with slight interest, but other than that, no one noticed.
After about a half hour of fighting, they were finally sick of fighting. Having forgotten what they were fighting over, they lay panting on the ground. Harry glared at Draco, Draco glared at Harry, but both were too exhausted to move.
"Why were we fighting again?" Harry asked at last. Draco shrugged. "I don't know." He replied. Harry laughed.
"This is always how it ends up isn't it?" Harry asked. Draco nodded. "Yeah, but we always have a reason to begin with don't we?" Both boys laughed and stood up, ready to be friends again.
******* A/N: Well, the end of the chapter sucked didn't it? Oh well. This was actually fun to write. Did it make any sense? The next chapter will be about Voldemort! Yay for the bad guy! Sorry, once again, for the chapter delay! Don't forget to review me! I wanna know what you thought!
Okay, I apologize for the delay, but I'm back now, and it's STORYTIME!
Disclaimer: We-ell, lets just say I don't own anything that Rowling does and leave it at that, shall we? (I'm not making a profit off of this story, so please don't sue!)
This chapter is dedicated to: HAZZAGRIFF! Are you gonna do a dance this time? Aidan and I would quite enjoy that!
Oh, right, the story! Here ya go!
Chapter 8: Meetings
The first rays of the morning sun crept slowly through the closed curtains. It filtered down and lit up the upturned face of the boy in the bed. The boy groaned and pulled the covers up over his head. He lay silently under the covers and tried to sleep again.
After a time, he pushed the covers off and sat up, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He swung his legs down over the side of the bed and winced as his feet hit the cold floor. He sighed and stood up, glancing around for some clothing.
His stomach growled in hunger and he padded sleepily over to the open closet where he grabbed the first things he found, not caring if they matched.
Dressing quickly, he flung the door open and walked out, shutting it firmly behind him. Whistling brightly, he waltzed down the silent hall. He paid no heed to the sounds of opening doors and growls of the normally late risers. He walked by the few people who were actually awake with a wave or a nod.
Making his way slowly to the kitchen, he was surprised when a pair of arms flung themselves about his waist. He quickly detached them and whirled around to see who they belonged to. A smile quickly lit up his face and he embraced the girl. "Mali! How are you? I missed you so much!" he whispered into her ear. She laughed. "Oh, you know, the same as always. I missed you too Harry, did you sleep well?" she asked.
He pushed her away and looked her over, running a hand through her long red hair. "Yeah, after the first few nightmares. But that's much the same as always. Have you heard from Hermione or Ron lately?" he asked anxiously. She shook her head and began to walk down the hall. Without missing a beat, he followed her. "I hear there's supposed to be a meeting today?" he asked. She smiled. "Yes there is. Fred and George are supposed to be here today, so we're waiting on them. Have you and Draco got your report ready for Aidan? Hey, speaking of Aidan, have you seen him yet? He's usually up much earlier than this." She asked, looking slightly concerned.
Harry shook his head and yawned. "I just got up Mali, I haven't had the chance to speak with Draco about our report yet. And I haven't seen either of them since last night. Hey, have you seen Draco?" Harry asked pleasantly, striding into the kitchen. Mali laughed. "He's likely with Aidan. Would you like me to fix you something to eat?" she inquired, walking over to the stove.
"Um, no thank you, I think I'll go and find Draco first. Can I take a raincheck?" he asked, walking up and hugging her. She nodded. "Come and get me when you get hungry, alright?" she asked in a mother-like tone of voice. Harry let her go and walked away again.
He strode quickly back through the living room and down a hall. Near the end of the hall, he stopped at a door and swung it open. "Draco?" he asked loudly. Not getting a death threat for opening his door, he shut it again and continued on. When he came to the door at the end of the hall, he stopped and drew in a breath. At last, having calmed himself, he rapped on the door. He didn't hear a response, so he opened the door a crack and peered through. He didn't see anyone.
Heaving a sigh of relief, he shut the door again and leaned up against it. "Where on earth could they be?" he wondered aloud. He stood there for a few moments, lost in thought. Then, suddenly, he leapt away from the door and took off running down the hall and through the living room. He ran down one hall, turned, opened a door and ran through.
He ran down the stairs and through the door at the end of the staircase. He then slowed to a walk. He prowled through the stone rooms, squinting to see through the dim light.
In one room he saw an old chain hanging from the ceiling. Turning his back upon it in disgust, he was confronted by a puddle of dried blood. He paled considerably and ran out of the room.
"Draco? Aidan?" he called quietly. Harry walked slowly through the rooms one last time, hoping to catch sight of Draco at least.
At last, when Harry had just decided to write up their report on his own, he spotted someone sitting in the corner, apparently asleep. He walked over quietly, not wishing to wake them.
As he drew nearer, he saw that there were two people, not one. And they were exactly the two people he was looking for.
Draco lay sleeping, his head on Aidan's legs. He was curled up into a small ball and covered up by one of Aidan's blankets. Aidan himself sat with his head leaned up against one of the walls and his eyes shut. He had one arm draped loosely around Draco's shoulders.
Harry walked over to where they slept, intending to wake them. Aidan's eyes snapped open. Upon seeing it was only Harry, he relaxed again. "Hello Harry. Is it time to get up already?" he asked tiredly. Harry nodded, looking at Draco.
Aidan followed his gaze. "Oh, I suppose you're curious about Draco? I found him sitting down here. He was just staring at Blaise's dead body. I was worried about him." Aidan said calmly, his coal black eyes boring into Harry's green ones. Harry nodded numbly and turned to go.
"I suppose I'll just write the report on my own. Go back to sleep Aidan, you need it." Harry murmured. Aidan shook his head. "No, Draco needs to get up. It's breakfast time anyway, and I'm hungry." Aidan said cheerfully. Harry ignored him and walked out, leaving them alone.
Aidan shook Draco awake gently, ignoring his threats and grumpy remarks. At last Draco was fully awake and he and Aidan went upstairs as well.
******** A couple hours later, Fred and George had arrived. Aidan and Draco had disappeared again. The sun shone brightly and the birds sung happily. The entire house was abuzz with the sound of life. People were talking and laughing. In the distance, you could hear small children playing, and the television running.
But all of that was presently irrelevant. Harry was in the meeting room, along with Fred and George, Rin, Mali, and Jackleen. They were patiently waiting for Aidan and Draco to arrive so they could start the meeting.
Harry looked around at the assorted members of the organizations he was a part of. The first person to catch his eye was the lime-green haired girl who sat with her feet propped up on the table. She was chewing gum, and every once and a while, she blew a bubble. She never moved without good reason, and rarely spoke unless she deemed it important. She was pretty much a loner.
When she noticed he was looking at her, she raised an eyebrow and stared back at him. Harry looked away. He turned his attention to his red-haired girlfriend sitting beside him. He felt a pang in his heart as he remembered the other redhead that had sat there not a year before. She had always been so bright and cheerful, no matter how bad the news.
"Right, we've waited long enough, let's start this meeting so we can get it over with, shall we?" Rin asked from his corner of the room. Harry nodded his agreement. The green haired girl removed her feet from the table. "Yes. One moment, I have to take attendance." She said, drawing out a pencil and paper from nowhere. "Alright. Rin?" she muttered, checking his name off. He looked over at her. She smiled. "Mali?" she whispered. Mali raised her hand. "Yeah." She said.
"Harry? Fred? George?" she asked, checking them off without waiting for their replies. "Aidan? Nope. Draco? Nope." She finished.
Harry laughed. "Well, now that that's finished with, I officially call this meeting to order." He announced. Everyone nodded. "Our first order of business?" he asked, not knowing what the meeting was about.
At that moment, the door swung open and Aidan strode in looking very tired. He slammed the door shut and walked over to take a seat. "I apologize for being late. It won't happen again. What did I miss?" he asked quietly. Mali smiled.
"Nothing yet Aidan, we just began. Please Harry, go on." She said, turning her attention back to him. Harry shrugged. "I'd love to, but I missed last week's meeting. I was kinda busy covering up the MURDER of my mentor. But aside from that." He finished bitterly, glaring at the green haired girl who was ignoring everything he said.
Fred nodded. "Well, Jackleen, why don't you fill us in?" he asked her. The green haired girl smiled, but shook her head. "That's Aidan's job." She said calmly. Aidan looked at them all. "Doesn't anyone ever check what they missed?" he asked in annoyance. "Last week we covered Harry's mission, and we discussed what the Republic would be doing next. We also sent Ron out on another surveillance mission, since that seems to be the only thing he's good at. This week's business is mostly your reports. So, let's hear it. How did your mission go Fred?" he asked.
Fred stood up. He made a big show out of stretching, and at last began to speak. "After spending two weeks in France, we were able to narrow the possibilities down. In order to know for sure which building is the prison, we will have to go back. We have, however, discovered that Voldemort is waiting for us to find the prison. He wants us to try and rescue these people, and when we do, he's gonna be there. We haven't got enough people for this rescue mission. It would be best to just forget about them and move on." Fred paused for a moment. "We have also located Severus Snape." He then sat down as George stood up. Before George could begin Rin began to speak.
"You two have forgotten the way this organization runs already, haven't you? It can't be too heavily guarded, or you two would know which building it is. And we always vote, we don't just go on what one person says. I personally think we have lost enough lives already. It would, however, be worth it to raid the Federation Prison and free our people." He told Fred, fury smoldering just below the surface. Aidan glanced warningly at Rin, who immediately sat back in his chair and closed his eyes, trying to calm himself.
"Please, continue." Aidan said. George nodded.
"As Fred has told you, we have found Severus Snape, the traitorous----" George was cut off by the door slamming open. Everyone whirled around to face the door. Draco strode in calmly, oblivious to the stares he was getting. He shut the door quietly and sat down, a smile on his face. "Don't stop on my account Weasley, do keep going. I'm sure whatever you've got to say is simply fascinating." He whispered into the silence.
There was a resounding slap as Harry smacked Draco across the face. "Behave yourself Malfoy, we're all on the same side here. We've got enough problems without you coming in late and starting a fight." Harry admonished, turning his back on Draco. George stared at Draco, an angry look on his face, but he didn't say a word. Draco glared at Harry's back and then glanced back at George. "Do continue Weasley, it must be important or else you wouldn't be discussing it during the meeting." He apologized, a dark look on his face.
Aidan nodded. "Yes, now that everyone's here, there won't be any more interruptions." George glanced around the room, then opened his mouth again. "Now. Severus Snape. We've found him. And I won't even begin to say what I think of him. But anyway. He's holed up in Voldemort's lair. Busy being a lap dog to his Master. I say we capture him and beat the shit out of him." He muttered under his breath. Seeing the looks he was getting from everyone else, he blushed and sat down. "But anyways, let's hear what Draco and Harry have got to say."
Jackleen gestured towards Harry. "Your turn." She said. Harry stood up, but Draco pushed him back down again. "I wanna talk." He told Harry. Harry stood up again. "No. If you can't help me put together the report, you can't talk. Now sit down." Harry ordered. Draco remained standing, glaring at Harry.
The room waited with baited breath. They stared each other down for some time, neither saying a word. Aidan watched them carefully, ready to break up the fight.
Much to everyone's astonishment, both of them sat down. "We'll give the report later. Like next week." Draco said, reclining in his chair. Harry nodded his agreement.
Jackleen sat up. She shook her head. "No way no how. One of you give the report and get it over with. Then we can discuss our next moves." She ordered casually. Draco glared at her, and she glared back.
"THAT IS IT! YOU ARE ALL BEING RIDICULOUS! IF WE CAN'T AT LEAST GET SOMETHING DONE IN THESE MEETINGS, I QUIT!" Rin shouted furiously, pushing himself away from the table and walking out the door.
Everyone stared after him in shock. Mali stood up and walked after him, shooting one glare over her shoulder. Aidan glanced around the room as if daring anyone else to walk out. When no one moved towards the door, he cleared his throat. "Well, I suppose we should postpone this meeting until next week. Meeting adjourned." He announced quietly, leaning back and promptly falling asleep.
******** "It was NOT my fault!" Draco said angrily.
"Yes it WAS!" Harry replied vehemently.
"IT WAS NOT!"
"YES IT WAS!"
"STOP ARGUING WITH ME YOU PRICK!"
"LOOK WHO'S TALKING!"
"IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN COME UP WITH?"
"JUST SHUT UP!"
"WHY DON'T YOU MAKE ME?" With that, Harry punched Draco, Draco kicked Harry, and they were rolling on the floor brawling. A few people watched with slight interest, but other than that, no one noticed.
After about a half hour of fighting, they were finally sick of fighting. Having forgotten what they were fighting over, they lay panting on the ground. Harry glared at Draco, Draco glared at Harry, but both were too exhausted to move.
"Why were we fighting again?" Harry asked at last. Draco shrugged. "I don't know." He replied. Harry laughed.
"This is always how it ends up isn't it?" Harry asked. Draco nodded. "Yeah, but we always have a reason to begin with don't we?" Both boys laughed and stood up, ready to be friends again.
******* A/N: Well, the end of the chapter sucked didn't it? Oh well. This was actually fun to write. Did it make any sense? The next chapter will be about Voldemort! Yay for the bad guy! Sorry, once again, for the chapter delay! Don't forget to review me! I wanna know what you thought!