Chapter Nine: Halloween

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Lourdes who requested a longer chapter. I was going to break it up into two parts but I decided not to. So enjoy your treat, and thank you for reviewing!!



September flew by rather quickly, to Reagan's enjoyment. Her dreams were free from premonitions and her voice was the only one she heard in her head. She barely realized Halloween was nearing until Darenn stopped her in the hall.

"James is coming up," Darenn said. "On Friday."

"Why on Friday?" Reagan asked, shifting her books to her other arm.

"Friday is Halloween, Reagan," her brother replied. As Reagan remembered the holiday, her face fell. Darenn gave her a heart felt smile and left her in the hall to her own thoughts.

Reagan drug her feet for the rest of the day. She was tired from early morning Quidditch practice, but also the weight of the holiday pulled her down. Soon enough Friday arrived and Reagan was not looking forward to it.

Reagan sat down at the Gryffindor table on Halloween morning. More like she plopped down. She didn't look at anyone or make a move to get any breakfast. She sat contentedly with her head in her arms, perfectly happy to not talk to anyone one.

"Reagan?" Josie asked. Reagan shook her head, indicating she didn't want to talk to anyone.

"What's wrong with her?" Katie whispered to Cal.

"Nothing," he replied. "But don't bug her today. Its not a good day for it."

"Why?" Katie asked. "Is she sick?"

"No, its more like upset." Cal responded.

"Can you please stop whispering about me as if I'm not here?" Reagan asked from her position.

"Well if your sick, you should see Madame Pomfrey," Katie said.

"I'm not sick!" Reagan cried, throwing her head up. "If you must know--"

"Good morning, Reagan," Professor Lupin cut her off. Reagan looked up and saw her uncle smiling at her.

"Good morning," she replied.

"Keep your chin up today, all right?" he said and squeezed her shoulder.

"I'll try," she replied. He smiled and nodded to the other Gryffindors. Reagan watched him walk away and saw him stop to talk to Darenn.

"I can't wait for tonight," Reagan sighed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Her head thumped on the table but she ignored the momentary pain.

"Are you excited about the feast?" Katie asked.

"I'm not excited about the feast," Reagan replied. "I don't like Halloween. I'll see you all in class." Reagan got up and left the Great Hall.

"How can someone not like Halloween?" Katie asked.
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Reagan walked towards the greenhouses, knowing she was very early. She dropped her bag and sat down, her back sliding down the side of the greenhouse. Reagan stared at the Forbidden Forrest, not really looking at anything, just staring off into space.

Reagan jumped when she saw a large dark wolf step out of the forest. Her first though that it was a werewolf, but she dismissed it immediately. This wolf looked familiar.

It walked over to her and licked her cheek. Reagan patted the wolf on the head, scratching behind her ears.

"Hello Erika," Reagan said to the wolf. Instantly the wolf changed to a blond haired witch.

"Hi Reagan," Erika said. Reagan stood up and gave her a hug.

"What are you doing out here?" Reagan asked.

"Well, James saw you leave the Great Hall," Erika explained. "He was going to follow you but I instead that I did. Besides, I haven't seen you in months."

"Why are you guys here?" Reagan asked. "Well, this early I mean."

"Remus wanted to use us in a class today."

"Oh yes, Professor Lupin and his Animagus studies. He started us on them this year."

"Well its for good reason," Erika replied. "James will explain it to you. Besides, I hear you've done quite well with your own Animagus study."

Reagan giggled. "I got it finally. I was able to stay in my Animagus form until I transformed out. That was where my problem had been."

"Hmm," Erika said. "What would you say to a romp in the woods?"

"Erika, I have Herbology," Reagan replied.

"Not now," Erika laughed. "How about tomorrow?"

"We play Slytherin tomorrow," Reagan answered. "We could do it afterwards. But I don't think Professor Lupin would let me. My dad probably wouldn't, and James would have a fit as well."

"I can take care of James. Let me talk to Remus about it, though I'm sure he would say yes," Erika said. Reagan smiled at her.

"Did you have this mischievous streak before or after your met my brother?"

"Before," Erika replied. "Though I didn't know about it till afterwards. Ask my sister, she'll tell you some stories."

"You know I never think of you an Lane being sisters," Reagan told her. "You just don't seem like you are."

"Oh we are," Erika said. "Just you wait. We have our subtle resemblance. And here she comes."

Reagan turned around and saw the rest of the Gryffindor fourth years walking across the lawns towards the greenhouses.

"Erika!" Lane cried, running to give her sister a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Well James and I had to come up to do a favor for Professor Lupin. I stopped by to say hello to Reagan," Erika explained.

"How long are you going to be here?" Lane asked. Erika quickly glanced at Reagan and then back at her sister.

"Till tomorrow," Erika replied. "James wanted to see the Quidditch match so we're staying in Hogshead. We'll be out late tonight." A few of the Gryffindor boys snickered but Reagan knew the real reason she was going to be out late. It was the same reason Reagan was going to be out late.

Erika said her goodbyes and took off towards the castle. Professor Abbott ushered them inside and they began their lesson. Reagan was paired with Lane as usual, and they took to repotting Bouncing Bulbs.

Herbology flew by, and Reagan followed Cal and Josie to Transfiguration. Professor Lupin had another boring lecture planned, and Reagan's hand hurt as she left for lunch. Professor Lupin gave her a warm smile as she approached his desk, laying her essay on the wood.

"See you this evening, Reagan," Professor Lupin said. Reagan nodded and went off to lunch.

"Where are you going tonight?" Lane asked, sitting beside Reagan at the Gryffindor table. "Do you have another detention?"

Reagan shook her head. "No, its sort of a...family kind of evening."

"Is that why James and Erika are here?" she asked, stirring her pudding around on her plate.

"Yeah, James came up to be with Darenn and I," Reagan explained. "Erika came up for James' support I guess."

"Reagan you disappear every Halloween night," Bolton said. "Where do you all go?"

"Around," Reagan replied, not looking up from her plate.

"What is so special about Halloween?" he asked.

Reagan looked up at her housemate. She stared at Bolton long enough for him to turn his head to see if she was looking past him, instead of at him.

"Its just a special day for my family," Reagan replied. "We've... lost a lot of people on Halloween." Reagan glanced at Ethan and Caitlin who were carefully listening to the conversation from down the table.

"Oh," Bolton asked. He didn't question it further, and Reagan was grateful.

The Gryffindor fourth years finished their lunch and left for Defense Against the Dark Arts. They took their seats quietly and waited for the Slytherins to come.

"How is everyone today?" Professor Lockhart asked. "Excited about Halloween?"

Josie and Cal looked at Reagan, who was avoiding eye contact with the Professor.

"Its a wonderful day," Reagan replied, rummaging through her bag. "I'd just hate for it to end."

"Wonderful to hear," Professor Lockhart replied, not noticing the sarcasm in her voice. The Slytherins began to trickle into the room and Professor Lockhart started to pass out their essays.

"Excellent job, Miss Potter," he said, handing her a roll of parchment. She unrolled it and read the 100% written in glittery purple ink. She smiled and tucked it into her bag, adding another perfect score to her already massive list.

"Today we're going to have a logic test," Professor Lockhart said. He was passing out another rolled up parchment to the students. "There are five riddles. The first team of five to complete all five correctly wins ten points each."

Reagan glanced over at Josie and Cal, nodding to confirm their group.

"However, you will not pick your team mates."

Reagan's face fell. She knew he was going to pair up Slytherins and Gryffindors and she was not in the mood to deal with Slytherins right now. She half heatedly said three as he made everyone count off and moved over to a corner of the room with the other students dubbed as threes.

"Hi," Reagan said, sitting down next to Ethan.

"You're a three?" he asked.

"Unfortunately," she grumbled. The other three members of their group were Slytherins. They sat and starred at Ethan and Reagan like a type of plague.

"Are you a Weasley?" a girl asked.

"My name is Ethan," he said. "Ethan Weasley."

"Are you related to the Minister of Magic?" she asked.

"We both are," Reagan said before Ethan could answer. "Is that a problem for you?"

"No," the girl replied. "I was just wondering."

"Good, now can we please get on with this?" Reagan said, unrolling her parchment.

"I'm Liliah," the girl said and extended her hand. Reagan shook it, slightly surprised at the Slytherin's formalities.

"I'm Damien Stone," a tall boy said and shook Reagan's hand.

"And I'm Peter Follon," the other boy said. "You're Reagan Potter, right?"

"Yes," she replied.

"I heard from the other class that these riddles were hard," Peter said. "I hope having you on our team will help us get through them fast."

Reagan was taken back again. Why were these Slytherins being nice?

"Well lets get to work." Reagan unrolled her parchment and took out her quill.

1) The beginning of eternity
The end of time and space
The beginning of every end,
And the end of every place.

"Any ideas?" Ethan asked.

"Well whats at the beginning of eternity?" Reagan asked.

"Nothing," Peter replied. "I mean eternity can't really be measured, so what could be at the beginning?"

"Well none of these things are really measurable," Liliah commented. "They're all sort of abstract. Well except time and space."

"She's right," Ethan said, looking at his parchment. "All the clues talk about the beginning and the end of something that doesn't have a beginning or an end."

"Well maybe its not supposed to be looked at so deeply," Reagan replied. "A lot of riddles are only skin deep. 'The beginning of every end'..." Reagan paused and rewrote the passage. She stared the word end. The beginning of end...end...

"End," Reagan said. "End, e-n-d. The beginning of end is an e."

"E," Ethan repeated.

"'End of time and space,' the last letter in time and space is an e also," Liliah commented. "So the answer is the letter e?"

"I think so," Reagan replied. She scribbled their answer onto her parchment and went to show Professor Lockhart. He approved their answer and gave her the next riddle.

They went through this process for the next four questions, the team working equally together to get the answers.

"Your last answer?" Professor Lockhart asked, looking at the five students standing in front of him.

"A watermelon," Reagan replied, showing him their parchment.

Professor Lockhart eyed their paper and then looked at each of their eager faces.

"Well..." he said, drawling the work out. The two Gryffindors and three Slytherins looked eagerly at him. A smile spread widely across his face and he said, "Correct! Team three wins!"

"Yeah!" Reagan squealed, jumping in the air. Before she realized what she was doing, she was giggling and hugging Liliah.

"Ten points each!" Ethan exclaimed. "Its only twenty points, put after we win the Quidditch match tomorrow we'll be ahead of Slytherin!" Liliah and Reagan stopped giggling and looked at Ethan.

"Right, Quidditch," Reagan said and looked at Liliah. None of the fourth year Slytherins were on the Quidditch team, though Peter was rumored to be a reserve Beater.

Liliah looked at her housemates and then at Reagan.

"Well good luck tomorrow," she said, startling Reagan.

"Thanks," Reagan managed before being pulled out of the door.

"Who was that Slytherin you were talking to?" Josie asked.

"Liliah Kikiston," Reagan replied. "She was... nice."

"Yeah, I bet," Josie replied. "She was nice to you so you would help them win. Slytherin got thirty points, we only got twenty."

"Well we still got twenty points," Reagan said in her defense. "Besides when we win at Quidditch tomorrow..."

"And she didn't ask you anything about Quidditch?" Josie asked and Reagan shook her head. "Reagan wake up. Liliah's a Slytherin, a sneaky and sly Slytherin."

"Josie is there any possibility you could be wrong?" Reagan asked her friend.

"Reagan, I live with Slytherins. My dad, and both my brothers," Josie replied. "Can you name one Slytherin who isn't like that?"

"Trevor Daniels," Reagan said immediately, which got her questioning looks from Josie.

"Trevor Daniels?" Josie asked, grinning. "I wonder why he was the first name that popped into your head."

"Because he's not like other Slytherins," Reagan replied, not missing a beat. "And thats the only reason."

Josie snickered but didn't say anything else. Reagan and Josie stopped by the library before heading back to Gryffindor Tower where Reagan tried to nap on the couch. Well, she tried to, but wasn't succeeding.

"Will you two stop bickering!" Reagan cried as she sat up. Josie and Cal stopped arguing over their potions assignment and looked at her.

"Sorry, Reagan," Cal said.

"Yeah, sorry," Josie appologized.

"I'm going upstairs to take a nap," Reagan huffed. "I can't sleep with you two bickering all the time." She started up the stairs, taking two at a time, and threw open the door to her dormitory, surprised to see that Caitlin, Lane and Katie weren't there.

"Finally," Reagan muttered to herself. "A bit of quiet." She glanced at her alarm clock, and fell onto her bed with the intention of sleeping for the next two hours at least.
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"Reagan," Erika said, shaking Reagan slightly. Reagan rolled over and opened her eyes.

"What time is it?" Reagan asked.

"Almost time for dinner," Erika replied. "Josie said you've been asleep for nearly three hours."

"Good," Reagan said as she yawned and stretched. "Maybe I'll be able to stay awake tonight."

"I should have taken a nap as well," Erika said.

"Where are Josie and Cal?" Reagan asked.

"They went down to dinner," Erika replied. "I came with Remus in a few minutes ago and asked where you were. Josie said that you were asleep and was about to go and wake you for dinner. James suggested that you and Darenn come to dinner with us in Hogsmead, and Remus said it was all right."

Reagan rolled her eyes. "I bet Josie loved that."

"Actually she just made the same face you did," Erika laughed.

"Josie is convinced that I receive special treatment because of who my family is."

"Your family?" Erika asked. "Why would that give you special treatment?"

"Because I'm the only daughter of Harry Potter, and my aunt is the Minister of Magic," Reagan replied throwing her down comforter off of her.

"Ah, then that explains ther reaction then," Erika said.

"So we're eating in Hogsmead?" Reagan asked and Erika nodded.

"James and Darenn are waiting down stairs in the common room," Erika said.

"Hogwarts food is great, but it will be nice to eat something different," Reagan said. "Besides, I'm not really in the mood for a feast. Everyone all happy and everything; its not what I need right now."

"I understand," Erika said as they walked out the door. Reagan ran her hand through her hair and straightened her robes as they went down the stairs.

"Welcome to the world of the living, sleepy head," James said as she stepped into the common room.

"Nice to see you too!" Reagan laughed and hugged her eldest brother. James looked just like her father, messy black hair and piercing green eyes. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling.

"So Reagan, I just have to see it," James said to her.

"See what?" she asked.

"You transform!" James cried. "I won't believe it until I see it for myself."

Reagan looked around the room to make sure no one was there. The common room was vacant, with the exception of the four of them standing in the room.

"Only for a moment," Reagan said.

"As long its long enough for me to believe it," James replied.

Reagan rolled her eyes and focused her energy on transforming into her Animagus self. It took only a moment and Reagan watched her brother become much taller than she was.

"Incredible!" James cried, his eyes growing big. Oh too loud, too loud! Reagan barked at him and shook her head, her white fur tossing around.

"Oh sorry!" James whispered, but Reagan could hear him like he was talking normally. "I forgot about dogs having intensified hearing."

Reagan transformed back into a witch and straightened her robes.

"That was wonderful!" Erika cried. Reagan blushed as the three other gave her a small round of applause.

"Whets with the clapping?" Professor Lupin asked, coming in through the portrait hole.

"Oh, Reagan was just showing off her--ow!" James said and rubbed his leg where Reagan had kicked him.

"Showing off what?" Professor Lupin asked.

"I was telling them about the riddles we did in class today," Reagan quickly replied.

"Really?" Professor Lupin asked, obviously not buying the story. "Darenn which riddle did she explain to you?"

"Riddle?" Darenn asked. "Ummm..."

"Exactly," Professor Lupin said. "Reagan it is perfectly all right for you to show your family your Animagus transformations. I'm glad you chose to do it when no other students were in the vicinity."

"It was really good," James said to their uncle.

"Yes, James I know it was," Professor Lupin replied. "I have seen her do it."

"Shall we go to dinner?" Erika asked, changing the topic.

"Dinner!" James exclaimed. "Yes!" Professor Lupin and Darenn lead the way out of the common room with Erika behind them and James and Reagan at her heels.

"You almost got me into trouble!" Reagan whispered to her brother.

"No I didn't!" he replied. "What breed of dog was that?"

"A samoyed," Reagan replied. "Its a breed from Siberia meant for reindeer herding and pulling a dog sled."

"Oh," James replied. "You'll need a nickname now."

"A nickname?" Reagan asked.

"Of course. Grandpa James and his friends all had one while they were here. You know, Prongs, Padfoot and Moony? Grandpa James was Prongs, Uncle Sirius was Padfoot and Uncle Lupin us Moony. Well Dad's name is Charlie, like that Muggle movie we watched once, the one with the mountain lion and the bloke? Well the mountain lion was named Charlie. Mine is Leo, cause I look like a leopard."

"Clever," Reagan snorted. "So what's Erika's? Blackie?"

"No," Erika said, grinning as she turned around. "Its Ebony."

"You have to have one, Reagan," James said. "ÒIts tradition."

Reagan thought for a moment. "Well I am a samoyed. How about Sammy?"

"Sammy," James tried it out. "I like it."
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"Harry," Ginny said, walking up behind him. He was hunched over a file of papers not really reading the words.

"Harry, hon, you've been in here for hours," Ginny said, lightly massaging his shoulders. "You haven't changed pages."

"Yes I have," he replied, putting the papers down.

"Harry," Ginny said, a hint of disbelief in her voice.

"I can't think today, Gin," Harry sighed.

Smiling at him, she put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "I know its hard for you."

"I just wish we could have gone up to Hogsmead with James and Erika," Harry said.

"Well we could have but Hermione said it would be best to keep you and Reagan apart for now," Ginny explained. "She wants to figure out the problem with the Connection first."

"I know, I know," Harry replied, stroking her arm. "I still wish we could have gone."

"I'm so sorry you have to be stuck here with me," Ginny teased and sat on his lap. He drew his arms around her, laying his head on her shoulder.

"Do you want me to make dinner?" Harry offered. "It would get my mind off of things."

"No!" Ginny laughed. "I want it to be edible!"

"Funny, Ginny," Harry smirked.

"How about this," Ginny said, getting off his lap. "I'll make dinner, if you go and take a shower."

Harry raised his eyebrow at her. "A shower?"

"Yes, Harry," Ginny replied. "It will calm you down. Use some of that Muscle Relaxer Solution that Hermione sent for your birthday."

"A shower does sound nice," Harry said and stood up. "What time is it?"

Ginny glanced at the clock. "Almost nine thirty."

"How long do I have till dinner?"

Ginny glanced at the clock on the wall. "Half hour?"

"Thanks Gin," Harry said and kissed her head.

"Its what I'm here for," she replied.
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Dinner calmed Reagan down and she was in a decent mood when they began their hike back to Hogwarts. Reagan had missed James. She was very close to her brothers and it had been hard on all of them when James had moved out after he left Hogwarts.

"Reagan, you'll have to consider becoming an Auror," James said to her on their trek back.

Reagan rolled her eyes. "And why is that?"

"Dad let me start this new division," James said.

"And he's calling them the Animagents," Erika cut in.

"The Animagents?" Reagan asked.

"Its a elite group of Aurors who have Animagus abilities," James explained.

"James, I still have three years left at Hogwarts," Reagan replied. "Couldn't we wait on deciding what I'm going to do?"

"She's right, James. Give her a break," Erika said. "She's only fourteen."

"I suppose," James said. "What about you, Darenn? Do you know what you want to do?"

Darenn shrugged. "I don't know. I have a few things in mind, but we'll have to wait and see."

"What things do you have in mind?" Remus asked.

"Nothing significant," Darenn replied.

"Darenn, playing Professional Quidditch is significant," Reagan said to her brother before she could stop herself. She knew Darenn wanted to play Professionally, though he had never said anything to her. It was just one of those weird things she picked up on.

"You want to go Pro?" James asked, excitedly.

"Yeah," Darenn said, glancing at Reagan. "I was thinking about it. I don't know though, it all depends."

"Well you'd be a great Professional Quidditch player," Reagan said.

"Thanks," Darenn said. It was dark, but Reagan could see him grinning at her.
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"Harry!" Ginny called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Dinner, Potter," Harry muttered to himself. He rubbed his head with the towel, trying to dry his hair.

"Harry Potter!"

"Coming, Gin!" Harry yelled. He ran a comb through his hair, and made an attempt to control it. He found that if he combed it while it was still wet then it was a bit tamer than normal. Only a bit, his hair still had a mind of its own. Giving up, he threw on a shirt, and went down to the kitchen for dinner.

"About time," Ginny teased.

"Sorry, Gin," Harry apologized and kissed her cheek.

"Your hair looks nice," she commented and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Thanks," he replied. She set a plat in front of him and he melted at the scent. "Angel hair pasta, with a mild alfredo sauce. This is my favorite dinner!"

"Very observant of you, Potter. And with your eyes closed too!" Ginny teased. "You missed the shrimp and mushrooms."

"I was getting to them," Harry said, opening his eyes. "Thank you Ginny."

"You're welcome, Harry," she replied and sat down opposite him. They ate in silence for a few moments till Ginny spoke.

"What's your favorite memory of Sirius?" she asked. Startled at her question, Harry almost dropped his fork.

"Favorite memory?" he asked and Ginny nodded. "It would have to be when we were coming back from the Shrieking Shack at the end of my third year. He told me he was my godfather, which I already knew, and then he asked I wanted to come and live with him. I was extremely excited and I told him yes and asked if he had a place, and when I could move in. Anything to get away from the Dursleys. And he turned and smiled and me and for the first time I saw the real Sirius Black. Not the convicted criminal, but the man that was my dadÕs best friend. I saw what he looked like before everything. It was like years of worry and stress and tension and anger and just age was wiped from his face. I..."

"Harry," Ginny said and moved closer to him.

"I wish I could have known him better," Harry finally said, his voice quivering. "I wish he could see me now and that he knew James and Darenn and Reagan. I... I wish I would have gotten there sooner."
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"Look, Reagan," James said pointing. "Here's Sirius' name."

Reagan looked and saw his name on the placard on the wall. They were in the Trophy room, looking at the names of their deceased loved ones' names on old school lists. Her Grandpa James and Grandma Lily had been Head Boy and Head Girl. They also found Fred's name on a list as well as his wife Emma's. She had been a year behind her Uncles Fred and George, in Ravenclaw.

Reagan had very few memories of her Uncle Fred and Aunt Emma. They and their daughter Kate had been murdered by Death Eaters. Four summers ago, when they went to America to meet her father's family, they found out that the man that killed Fred, Emma and Kate was the same man that one of her father's cousins had married. His name was Kevin Brown, and he was related to the Malfoys.

"Sirius had Charms honors," Darenn observed.

"He most certainly did," Remus said. "He and James were excellent at Transfiguration and Charms. Lily was amazing at Potions. Those three are the only reason I passed all three of those classes. My monthly routine made it difficult to get work done sometimes."

"What were you good at?" Reagan asked.

"Oh I was. I was actually very good at Transfiguration, it was just difficult to keep up. I've always had a knack for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and also Magical Creatures, you know, being one myself." Remus glanced at his watch. "Its ten o'clock, we should wrap it up in here to get you two students back for curfew."

Reagan nodded and moved closer to the list on the wall with Sirius's name on it.

Sirius Tarent Black
House: Gryffindor
Honors: Charms, Transfiguration, Magical Creatures
"When in doubt, wag your tail."


"'When in doubt, wag your tail,'" Reagan repeated to herself, bringing her hand to the metal and touching his name.

Suddenly she was falling, and everything was black.
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"Harry?" Ginny asked and he looked up at her. "Where were you just now?"

"Just thinking," Harry replied. He stood up and moved to his study where he pulled a box off the very top shelf.

"Harry?" Ginny asked, coming into the room.

"I have something of Sirius' that I never showed you," he said. He opened the box and pulled out a Ministry ID badge, a few letters and a wand.

"Was that his?" Ginny asked and her husband nodded.

"I was his heir," Harry said. "These were the only things that didn't seem right to leave in the vault." He picked up the wand, and as his fingers touched the wood, he felt like he was falling into a deep dark whole, far away from Ginny, far away from everything with light.


End of Chapter Authors Notes: I want to apologize to everyone for not getting this out sooner, its been like almost a month right? I am terribly sorry. The end of the year snuck up on me and I had finals and cramming for those finals and moving out of my dorm and then moving back into my house. Then I had to find a job and I have literally not had enough time to sit and write. And whenever I did I was stuck. I hit a bit of writer's block.

I have written another companion to this whole universe called, "This is Only the Beginning." It chronicles the events surrounding the birth of the Potter children. It was my attempt to rid myself of writer's block.

I am happy to inform you all that in my new job I have unlimited internet access, and also I have hours during the day to sit and write. Or baby-sit, you know whatever tickles my fancy at that moment.

Thank you for all the support, and the chapters should come quicker now that I have time.

~Erica Evans