Disclaimer: Same as always, I don't own Harry Potter only my characters.
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Ginny left the Transfiguration room in tears. She refused to believe that the fight between her and Peter could cost them their whole relationship. Peter she he loved her to much too ever let her go, and hopefully he was still true to his word.
Ginny watched the ground beneath her as she walked. She felt she down that she couldn't even raise her head. Ginny let out a long sigh and pushed the door open and walked out onto the castle grounds.
"Since when have you been so down before?" asked her brother Ron when she felt herself bump into someone.
"Since now," Ginny said squinting as the sun shone into her eyes.
"I should be the one like that not you," Ron said putting an arm around his little sister's shoulders.
"Why should you be?" Ginny said walking along slowly beside her brother.
Ron suddenly felt himself freeze up. Ron stopped in his tracks thinking. For once in his life, he was unable to tell his own little sister the truth. Ron looked off into the distance and kept walking slowly.
"Ron, are you alright?" Ginny asked looking up at her brother concerned.
"I'm great thanks Gin. Why don't you run along now? I got a lot of things to do," Ron said pushing his sister ahead.
"Well, OK, see you later Ron," Ginny said and continued walking.
Ron ran his hand through his hair and felt like pulling it all out. He was so ashamed of himself. He had just lied to his own sister. What was becoming of him? Ron sank to the ground on his knees, closed his eyes and just sat there thinking.
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As people started their classes, Paul had completely not heard the bell and was now over fifteen minutes late. Paul had just gotten his books when he noticed coming down from his dormitory that he wasn't the only one who wasn't it class.
"Em, what-why aren't you in class?" Paul asked walking over to where she was sitting.
"Didn't feel like it," Emily said her voice all croaky.
"Em, no offences but you love school," Paul said laughing a little.
Emily raised her head and smiled at him. Paul noticed her eyes were the brightest red colour he'd ever seen. Paul sat on the desk next to her and demanded an answer from her.
"I just had a shower, the soap got in my eyes," Emily said trying to rub the redness away.
"You must be a real pathetic bather if you got that much soap in your eyes," Paul said refusing to believe that answer.
"Paul, just get to class, I'm fine," Emily said and looked out the window again.
Paul got off the desk and said, "Only if you promise me something."
Emily smiled and nodded for him to continue. Paul then said, "Promise me that when the bell goes for the next lesson, you get your books and go to that class."
Emily tried not to show that she didn't want to go, so she tried her hardest to look happy with Paul's promise. Paul smiled, hugged his sister then quickly left the common room. Emily watched him leave, sighed and looked out the window again, beginning to feel tears come to her eyes again.
"Meow,"
Emily jumped and nearly fell off the window seal she was sitting on. She looked down at the floor and saw Tom's little kitten, Herman looking at up his whiskers twitching.
Emily tried shoeing him away but Herman continued sitting there, smiling almost. Emily got off the window seal and tried scaring him. Herman just looked at her and let out another 'meow!'
"What do you want Herman?" Emily asked putting her hands on her hips.
"Meow," Herman meowed and rubbed on Emily's leg.
"Yeah I love you too but not now," Emily said moving away from Herman.
"And why not now?"
"Because I-," Emily started then looked around to see what had just spoken.
"Who's here?" Emily asked wearily picking up Herman and clutching him close to her.
"It's only me and you here darling,"
Emily looked down at Herman who was looking up at her, straight into her eyes. Emily screamed and dropped Herman onto the ground. Herman shook himself and looked back at Emily.
"Honestly, haven't you heard a cat talk before?" Herman said grumpily roughing up his fur.
"Is that a trick question?" Emily asked edging away from the cat.
"Did it sound like one?" Herman asked sarcastically.
Emily screamed and ran to the opposite side of the room. Herman rolled his little cat eyes and said, "Humans, are they all like Tom?"
Emily clutched tightly onto the bottom of the chair eyeing Herman coming closer to her. Herman stopped and sat directly in front of her. Emily whimpered and crawled back right up against the wall.
"Snap out of it, we've got work to do," Herman said sharpening his claws.
"W-w-what kind of work?" Emily asked edging out closer to him.
"I'll explain later," Herman said putting down his paw and looked deep into Emily's eyes.
Emily gulped and nodded. She looked at her watch and noticed she only had a few minutes until the bell would go for her next class. Emily got up off the floor and looked down at Herman.
"I need to get ready for class, I promised my brother," Emily said feeling more comfortable with the talking cat idea.
"Consider me coming too," Herman said his little cat mouth turning into a smile.
Emily sighed, got her bag and opened it so Herman could hop in. Herman thanked her and made some room for him behind her books. Emily swung her bad over her shoulder and her knees buckled. The weight of her books and Herman in the same bag was too much for her.
Emily walked out of the common room; her back slightly hunched over, and went off to her class, still trying to understand the fact she was able to talk to a cat.
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"So guys I was thinking we could go all retro for the talent show," Rhys said dreaming away.
"Retro?" Tom and Paul asked together with their mouth wide open.
Rhys blushed and said, "It was just and idea."
"Retro doesn't sound so bad," Peter said who just came running up to them.
All three of them stopped dead in their tracks while the rest of their class continued walking to their next class. Peter gave a little chuckle and casually looked at the floor.
"What are you doing?" Paul asked nodded for the other to keep walking.
"I just told you what I thought of Rhys' idea, it's a good one," Peter said jogging along beside them.
"So my ideas are good but the rest of me isn't?" Rhys said annoyed and began to walk faster.
"I used to think that but not anymore," Peter said proudly.
Paul stopped walking and turned around to face Peter. Peter shrugged and tried to act as normal as possible. Rhys and Tom stopped right after Paul and stared at Peter who was just swaying his arms.
"And what changed your mind about us?" Tom asked with an angry tone in his voice.
"I don't know really felt like it," Peter said smiling.
Paul shook his head and him, Rhys and Tom continued on walking to their next class leaving Peter behind. Peter watched them go and felt a feeling of loneliness deep inside him. He really did want to change what he'd said and be friends with Tom and Rhys but something inside him couldn't bring himself to say it.
Peter kicked the ground and followed after his class in a slow pace. He began to hum a song and didn't take any notice of where he going. He began to hum louder when he collided into someone, causing him to fall backwards.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't dear old little Pauly's buddy," Peter knew that that voice belonged to Michael, the sound of his voice had his whole body shake with anger.
"Piss off Corner I got better things to do than screw around with you," Peter said helping himself off the floor.
"Not still holding a grudge are we?" Michael said in a teasing sort of voice.
Peter bent down and grabbed his books and then looked Michael straight in the eyes. He saw that since the last time they'd meet, that he hadn't changed one bit. Peter turned and away and said, "Just stay away from me alright."
"Oh, touchy aren't we?" Michael said jumping back a little, "I wouldn't go near you if I had the choice Hall."
Peter just nodded and was about to walk off when Michael said something that made his blood boil.
"I only want to go near my beloved Ginny and of course it's like wise," Michael said dreaming about him and Ginny.
Peter wiped back around and looked back into Michael's eyes and yelled, "You stay away from Ginny and the rest of my friends. Believe me if you hurt them, I'll know."
Michael rolled his eyes and said, "I'm shaking don't scare me like that."
Peter just continued on walking, not wanting to look back. He didn't want anyone going near Ginny without his permission and he was going to make sure that no-one did.
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That night at dinner, Emily walked down to the Great Hall unfortunately still accompanied by Herman in her back pack. Emily reached the Great Hall and Lavender was out the front and seemed over excited to see her when she arrived.
"Emily, you can't go in there," Lavender said trying to hide her happiness.
"And why can't I?" Emily asked still confused.
"Because you're getting to fat you need to cut back on the fatty foods," Lavender said trying to convince Emily.
Emily eyed her as she walked past. Lavender tried to stop her but it was no use, Emily got through and when she entered she knew why she wanted to keep her out. Before her at the Gryffindor table was Ron and Hermione busily feeding each other foods and sneaking in some kisses.
Emily suddenly felt sick to the stomach watching the two of them. Emily didn't know if her feelings were more jealousy or sadness. Hermione had just looked up from her dinner and saw Emily standing, watching their every move. Hermione jumped up out her seat and run up to her.
"Emily, I'm so sorry, I was going to tell you I promise," Hermione pleaded tears forming in her brown chocolate eyes.
Emily couldn't even look at her in the eyes. Emily turned away, ran towards the door of the Great Hall, quickly opened it and kept on running. Hermione was left standing there, tears now rolling down her cheeks. Ron got up from the table and put an arm around her shoulders but she threw it off and ran after Emily.
Hermione ran out of the Great Hall and looked around for any signs of Emily. Hermione tried not to panic and began searching for her. As she was running up the Grand Staircase, she saw the one of the Transfiguration door quickly slam shut. Hermione walked over to the door and opened it and there she found Emily.
"Emily, I'm-,"
Emily stood up and pointed her wand out at Hermione. Cringed up against the wall, Hermione noticed Emily's hand shaking and her eyes blood shot. Hermione's heart started pounding; there was no grantee what Emily might do.
"Em, please just put down the wand," Hermione breathed watching Emily's wand.
"Don't call me Em. Only my friends can call me that," Emily said angrily watching Hermione clutch to the wall.
"Your right, how stupid of me," Hermione said who was now covered in cold sweat.
The look on Emily's face was terrifying Hermione. She looked like at any moment soon, she'd say those magical words and next thing she'd know, she'd be dead on the floor. Hermione gulped and closed her eyes, hoping she put down her wand.
"Why didn't you even tell me?" Emily asked breaking the silence.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked into Emily's. Hermione edged out a bit from the wall and said slowly, "I didn't know how you would take it."
"I would have taken it better if you had told me," Emily said between her teeth.
"I was going-,"
"Don't tell lies Hermione!" Emily yelled losing her temper.
Hermione gulped so hard it could be heard from anywhere in the room. Just when Emily was about to attack, Ron entered the room and yelled a spell which made Emily's wand escape her hand and into his.
"Give it back," Emily said holding out her hand.
"I will once you hear us out," Ron said clutching tightly to his own wand.
Emily rolled her eyes and nodded her head telling him to continue. Ron breathed in then said, "I'm really sorry I didn't tell you about us."
"I've heard that before," Emily mumbled rolling her eyes again.
"That's it," Ron said and marched over to Emily and gave her wand back, "If you won't even listen then I guess there's no point."
"So right you are!" Emily said sarcastically.
Ron glared at her for a second then took Hermione by the arm and led her out of the room. Emily waited until they had both completely left the room before she let her tears out yet again.
"Enough of the water works," Herman said coming out of her back pack.
"Don't you start!" Emily yelled between sobs.
"Forget about him will you, like I said before we got more important things to do," Herman said licking himself.
"What, cleaning ourselves?" Emily said rudely watching him lick himself.
Herman stopped licking himself and said, "That kid had one thing right, if you don't want to listen what's the point."
Emily stamped her foot on the ground and yelled, "Well what you want from me?"
"Your help," Herman said leaping on the table.
"Yeah I know, but what kind of help?" Emily asked fighting her emotions.
"Help to get me back to who I really am," Herman said shutting his little cat eyes.
Emily stopped her sobbing and looked over at him, her eyes all watery. She saw from the expression on his face that he needed her help, and badly. Emily opened her mouth to ask more but nothing came out.
"I'll answer your question, I'm not really a cat, I'm actually a person," Herman said looking back up at Emily, "Not just a person, one of Tom's friends."
Emily's eyes went as wide as they could go, and the last thing she remembered was falling backwards and collapsing on the floor, then everything went black.
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There people! Hope you liked it and for those people who bag my spelling errors, get over it! If you bothered at all to find stuff out about me, you would know that I'm Australian and most of the spelling mistakes are ones that are something us little Australians like to call 'aussie slang!' Yes, that's right, and as for the others, I do check over them and I wasn't aware they were there. Also, I do put work into my writing, and if Ron seems a bit of 'off character' to you, (my friend said it best, Lozzi :P) that's why it's called FANFICTION! Hence the FICTION part of it? *Cough Cough* OK, I'm over it, anyways... Enjoy my story those people who actually like it! I just like to thank Lauren and Emma, my main reviewers and 2 of my bestest friends in the world! You guys rule, chank coo!
P.S. Sorry if that seemed a bit like... not me, had a lot of things on me mind.
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Ginny left the Transfiguration room in tears. She refused to believe that the fight between her and Peter could cost them their whole relationship. Peter she he loved her to much too ever let her go, and hopefully he was still true to his word.
Ginny watched the ground beneath her as she walked. She felt she down that she couldn't even raise her head. Ginny let out a long sigh and pushed the door open and walked out onto the castle grounds.
"Since when have you been so down before?" asked her brother Ron when she felt herself bump into someone.
"Since now," Ginny said squinting as the sun shone into her eyes.
"I should be the one like that not you," Ron said putting an arm around his little sister's shoulders.
"Why should you be?" Ginny said walking along slowly beside her brother.
Ron suddenly felt himself freeze up. Ron stopped in his tracks thinking. For once in his life, he was unable to tell his own little sister the truth. Ron looked off into the distance and kept walking slowly.
"Ron, are you alright?" Ginny asked looking up at her brother concerned.
"I'm great thanks Gin. Why don't you run along now? I got a lot of things to do," Ron said pushing his sister ahead.
"Well, OK, see you later Ron," Ginny said and continued walking.
Ron ran his hand through his hair and felt like pulling it all out. He was so ashamed of himself. He had just lied to his own sister. What was becoming of him? Ron sank to the ground on his knees, closed his eyes and just sat there thinking.
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As people started their classes, Paul had completely not heard the bell and was now over fifteen minutes late. Paul had just gotten his books when he noticed coming down from his dormitory that he wasn't the only one who wasn't it class.
"Em, what-why aren't you in class?" Paul asked walking over to where she was sitting.
"Didn't feel like it," Emily said her voice all croaky.
"Em, no offences but you love school," Paul said laughing a little.
Emily raised her head and smiled at him. Paul noticed her eyes were the brightest red colour he'd ever seen. Paul sat on the desk next to her and demanded an answer from her.
"I just had a shower, the soap got in my eyes," Emily said trying to rub the redness away.
"You must be a real pathetic bather if you got that much soap in your eyes," Paul said refusing to believe that answer.
"Paul, just get to class, I'm fine," Emily said and looked out the window again.
Paul got off the desk and said, "Only if you promise me something."
Emily smiled and nodded for him to continue. Paul then said, "Promise me that when the bell goes for the next lesson, you get your books and go to that class."
Emily tried not to show that she didn't want to go, so she tried her hardest to look happy with Paul's promise. Paul smiled, hugged his sister then quickly left the common room. Emily watched him leave, sighed and looked out the window again, beginning to feel tears come to her eyes again.
"Meow,"
Emily jumped and nearly fell off the window seal she was sitting on. She looked down at the floor and saw Tom's little kitten, Herman looking at up his whiskers twitching.
Emily tried shoeing him away but Herman continued sitting there, smiling almost. Emily got off the window seal and tried scaring him. Herman just looked at her and let out another 'meow!'
"What do you want Herman?" Emily asked putting her hands on her hips.
"Meow," Herman meowed and rubbed on Emily's leg.
"Yeah I love you too but not now," Emily said moving away from Herman.
"And why not now?"
"Because I-," Emily started then looked around to see what had just spoken.
"Who's here?" Emily asked wearily picking up Herman and clutching him close to her.
"It's only me and you here darling,"
Emily looked down at Herman who was looking up at her, straight into her eyes. Emily screamed and dropped Herman onto the ground. Herman shook himself and looked back at Emily.
"Honestly, haven't you heard a cat talk before?" Herman said grumpily roughing up his fur.
"Is that a trick question?" Emily asked edging away from the cat.
"Did it sound like one?" Herman asked sarcastically.
Emily screamed and ran to the opposite side of the room. Herman rolled his little cat eyes and said, "Humans, are they all like Tom?"
Emily clutched tightly onto the bottom of the chair eyeing Herman coming closer to her. Herman stopped and sat directly in front of her. Emily whimpered and crawled back right up against the wall.
"Snap out of it, we've got work to do," Herman said sharpening his claws.
"W-w-what kind of work?" Emily asked edging out closer to him.
"I'll explain later," Herman said putting down his paw and looked deep into Emily's eyes.
Emily gulped and nodded. She looked at her watch and noticed she only had a few minutes until the bell would go for her next class. Emily got up off the floor and looked down at Herman.
"I need to get ready for class, I promised my brother," Emily said feeling more comfortable with the talking cat idea.
"Consider me coming too," Herman said his little cat mouth turning into a smile.
Emily sighed, got her bag and opened it so Herman could hop in. Herman thanked her and made some room for him behind her books. Emily swung her bad over her shoulder and her knees buckled. The weight of her books and Herman in the same bag was too much for her.
Emily walked out of the common room; her back slightly hunched over, and went off to her class, still trying to understand the fact she was able to talk to a cat.
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"So guys I was thinking we could go all retro for the talent show," Rhys said dreaming away.
"Retro?" Tom and Paul asked together with their mouth wide open.
Rhys blushed and said, "It was just and idea."
"Retro doesn't sound so bad," Peter said who just came running up to them.
All three of them stopped dead in their tracks while the rest of their class continued walking to their next class. Peter gave a little chuckle and casually looked at the floor.
"What are you doing?" Paul asked nodded for the other to keep walking.
"I just told you what I thought of Rhys' idea, it's a good one," Peter said jogging along beside them.
"So my ideas are good but the rest of me isn't?" Rhys said annoyed and began to walk faster.
"I used to think that but not anymore," Peter said proudly.
Paul stopped walking and turned around to face Peter. Peter shrugged and tried to act as normal as possible. Rhys and Tom stopped right after Paul and stared at Peter who was just swaying his arms.
"And what changed your mind about us?" Tom asked with an angry tone in his voice.
"I don't know really felt like it," Peter said smiling.
Paul shook his head and him, Rhys and Tom continued on walking to their next class leaving Peter behind. Peter watched them go and felt a feeling of loneliness deep inside him. He really did want to change what he'd said and be friends with Tom and Rhys but something inside him couldn't bring himself to say it.
Peter kicked the ground and followed after his class in a slow pace. He began to hum a song and didn't take any notice of where he going. He began to hum louder when he collided into someone, causing him to fall backwards.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't dear old little Pauly's buddy," Peter knew that that voice belonged to Michael, the sound of his voice had his whole body shake with anger.
"Piss off Corner I got better things to do than screw around with you," Peter said helping himself off the floor.
"Not still holding a grudge are we?" Michael said in a teasing sort of voice.
Peter bent down and grabbed his books and then looked Michael straight in the eyes. He saw that since the last time they'd meet, that he hadn't changed one bit. Peter turned and away and said, "Just stay away from me alright."
"Oh, touchy aren't we?" Michael said jumping back a little, "I wouldn't go near you if I had the choice Hall."
Peter just nodded and was about to walk off when Michael said something that made his blood boil.
"I only want to go near my beloved Ginny and of course it's like wise," Michael said dreaming about him and Ginny.
Peter wiped back around and looked back into Michael's eyes and yelled, "You stay away from Ginny and the rest of my friends. Believe me if you hurt them, I'll know."
Michael rolled his eyes and said, "I'm shaking don't scare me like that."
Peter just continued on walking, not wanting to look back. He didn't want anyone going near Ginny without his permission and he was going to make sure that no-one did.
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That night at dinner, Emily walked down to the Great Hall unfortunately still accompanied by Herman in her back pack. Emily reached the Great Hall and Lavender was out the front and seemed over excited to see her when she arrived.
"Emily, you can't go in there," Lavender said trying to hide her happiness.
"And why can't I?" Emily asked still confused.
"Because you're getting to fat you need to cut back on the fatty foods," Lavender said trying to convince Emily.
Emily eyed her as she walked past. Lavender tried to stop her but it was no use, Emily got through and when she entered she knew why she wanted to keep her out. Before her at the Gryffindor table was Ron and Hermione busily feeding each other foods and sneaking in some kisses.
Emily suddenly felt sick to the stomach watching the two of them. Emily didn't know if her feelings were more jealousy or sadness. Hermione had just looked up from her dinner and saw Emily standing, watching their every move. Hermione jumped up out her seat and run up to her.
"Emily, I'm so sorry, I was going to tell you I promise," Hermione pleaded tears forming in her brown chocolate eyes.
Emily couldn't even look at her in the eyes. Emily turned away, ran towards the door of the Great Hall, quickly opened it and kept on running. Hermione was left standing there, tears now rolling down her cheeks. Ron got up from the table and put an arm around her shoulders but she threw it off and ran after Emily.
Hermione ran out of the Great Hall and looked around for any signs of Emily. Hermione tried not to panic and began searching for her. As she was running up the Grand Staircase, she saw the one of the Transfiguration door quickly slam shut. Hermione walked over to the door and opened it and there she found Emily.
"Emily, I'm-,"
Emily stood up and pointed her wand out at Hermione. Cringed up against the wall, Hermione noticed Emily's hand shaking and her eyes blood shot. Hermione's heart started pounding; there was no grantee what Emily might do.
"Em, please just put down the wand," Hermione breathed watching Emily's wand.
"Don't call me Em. Only my friends can call me that," Emily said angrily watching Hermione clutch to the wall.
"Your right, how stupid of me," Hermione said who was now covered in cold sweat.
The look on Emily's face was terrifying Hermione. She looked like at any moment soon, she'd say those magical words and next thing she'd know, she'd be dead on the floor. Hermione gulped and closed her eyes, hoping she put down her wand.
"Why didn't you even tell me?" Emily asked breaking the silence.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked into Emily's. Hermione edged out a bit from the wall and said slowly, "I didn't know how you would take it."
"I would have taken it better if you had told me," Emily said between her teeth.
"I was going-,"
"Don't tell lies Hermione!" Emily yelled losing her temper.
Hermione gulped so hard it could be heard from anywhere in the room. Just when Emily was about to attack, Ron entered the room and yelled a spell which made Emily's wand escape her hand and into his.
"Give it back," Emily said holding out her hand.
"I will once you hear us out," Ron said clutching tightly to his own wand.
Emily rolled her eyes and nodded her head telling him to continue. Ron breathed in then said, "I'm really sorry I didn't tell you about us."
"I've heard that before," Emily mumbled rolling her eyes again.
"That's it," Ron said and marched over to Emily and gave her wand back, "If you won't even listen then I guess there's no point."
"So right you are!" Emily said sarcastically.
Ron glared at her for a second then took Hermione by the arm and led her out of the room. Emily waited until they had both completely left the room before she let her tears out yet again.
"Enough of the water works," Herman said coming out of her back pack.
"Don't you start!" Emily yelled between sobs.
"Forget about him will you, like I said before we got more important things to do," Herman said licking himself.
"What, cleaning ourselves?" Emily said rudely watching him lick himself.
Herman stopped licking himself and said, "That kid had one thing right, if you don't want to listen what's the point."
Emily stamped her foot on the ground and yelled, "Well what you want from me?"
"Your help," Herman said leaping on the table.
"Yeah I know, but what kind of help?" Emily asked fighting her emotions.
"Help to get me back to who I really am," Herman said shutting his little cat eyes.
Emily stopped her sobbing and looked over at him, her eyes all watery. She saw from the expression on his face that he needed her help, and badly. Emily opened her mouth to ask more but nothing came out.
"I'll answer your question, I'm not really a cat, I'm actually a person," Herman said looking back up at Emily, "Not just a person, one of Tom's friends."
Emily's eyes went as wide as they could go, and the last thing she remembered was falling backwards and collapsing on the floor, then everything went black.
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There people! Hope you liked it and for those people who bag my spelling errors, get over it! If you bothered at all to find stuff out about me, you would know that I'm Australian and most of the spelling mistakes are ones that are something us little Australians like to call 'aussie slang!' Yes, that's right, and as for the others, I do check over them and I wasn't aware they were there. Also, I do put work into my writing, and if Ron seems a bit of 'off character' to you, (my friend said it best, Lozzi :P) that's why it's called FANFICTION! Hence the FICTION part of it? *Cough Cough* OK, I'm over it, anyways... Enjoy my story those people who actually like it! I just like to thank Lauren and Emma, my main reviewers and 2 of my bestest friends in the world! You guys rule, chank coo!
P.S. Sorry if that seemed a bit like... not me, had a lot of things on me mind.