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Thankyou and dedicated to: PrincessPandora, Ophelia Winters
Notes about this chapter: Wow, I am bringing out the third chapter and this is important. Tomoyo is not coming back to life, she'll play a pretty big role in the story but she is not being re-born. I refuse to let this happen because I don't believe in it. I apologize for killing off such a nifty character but, it was important and is still. Now, this chapter has taken a bit of a leap in time. Two weeks have passed and it's almost time to leave but what will happen when she meets Yelen and Li sisters? Chaos and depression plus some self examination are sure to follow. Please continue on dearest reader and listen to my tale. -----*-----
Forever in my Heart Chapter three: Painful Goodbyes
By Emerald-eyes
It had been two blissful weeks at the Li household or as Sakura now liked to call it, Home. Sakura had not remembered in the last two years when she had been so happy. She had not cried, was eating and was sleeping peacefully wrapped in Syaoran's arms. Sakura had called home and a tearful meeting with her father and brother cemented her decision to leave. As Sakura leaned against the balcony rail of the apartment, she stared at her home, the dark town of Tomedea and she looked up. She became entranced with a wild thought "no ones around and I want to fly"
Normally, this thought was not so dangerous but of course, it had been a long time since she had last used the cards. She smiled at the thought of being the only one in the starlit sky. She finally decided "I'm going to do it"
She crept inside and took one look the flashing numbers of the clock, next to Syaoran's bed. It blinked 2:30 over and over in a furious red light. She went over to the closet and selected her heaviest jacket and called fly to her from the velvet pouch in which the clow cards lay. The card lazily floated towards her and she quickly caught it in her hand and went outside to the balcony. The pale blue, thigh high, night dress flapped in the wind and she shivered, slipping the jacket on and bundling up. She brought fourth the staff and called fly.
The playful spirit came out and moulded itself into wings for its master. Sakura stood on the rails, and with silky off-white wings attached to her back, she held out her arms, closed her eyes, and let herself fall. She came swooping back up, breathing heavily from exhilaration and a little fear. She shot up more till she was high above the apartment building.
She saw everything in that sleepy little town and as she flew over to the radio tower, she saw her home and fresh tears spilled over. All the violence, all the pain she had been subjected to and here she was. Leaving, getting away. She longed for the security blanket that was her home, but her home had turned her away. She swooped again, diving and spinning, like some elegant bird. She pulled her jacket closer as she came towards the little step below the spire. She sat down and tucked her small legs towards her and put her heads on her knees. The small twinkling lights dancing for her in the velvet sky amused her for a while. She considered making it storm for a bit, practice her cards a little. She then remembered leaving them and swore a little under her breath. "Mistress, that's not normal for you" a cold and emotionless voice stated behind her
She sat up quickly, frightened of the fall. Catching her breath, she whispered the moon angels name before her "Yue."
He nodded and came towards her, almost like the angel was walking on water "what happened to you mistress? You stopped using them; I stopped needing to protect you"
She called fly and grew her own wings and floated towards her guardian "I thought you'd left"
Yue shrugged his shoulders "where would I go?"
She nodded, a wind whipping past her legs "good point"
Yue looked towards the greying sky "your leaving aren't you"
The angel stated it more as a fact, rather then a question. Sakura was taken aback by the forwardness of her guardian "yes Yue-san, I am leaving"
Yue looked at Sakura; his voice was small and childlike as he asked "am I coming?"
Sakura looked down, letting herself dangle for a minute "if you want"
Yue nodded and a tight, small smile made its way across the beautiful features of the moon angel "I would not mistress; I have taken to protecting the shrine and, Touya."
Sakura nodded once and pulled herself upright and began flying away, she shouted over her shoulder "We leaving tomorrow if you would like to change your mind, Touya would miss you deeply, but do what you feel is best though"
Yue floated back down to the shrine he called home, his face emotionless and cold but in his betraying ice blue eyes flickered with one small emotion, it was that of emotional pain. He was ripped between his love and his duty. 'Mistress, you do not need me anymore, but I feel.something towards you. Is this what Clow was talking about? Is this.respect?' The guardian was puzzled for one split second before the corners of his lips turned upwards 'I do understand now clow'
So Sakura left Yue with his thoughts and left for home, the greying skies reminding her she had a long day ahead. She was leaving and she needed to say good-bye to a few things and people.all her friends, her family and there was one last thing she needed to be at peace with before she left. She darted on the rooftops, aware of the crisp chill that blanketed the sleepy town. She landed on her balcony and called back fly, she kissed the card and whispered her thanks before opening the sliding door. There was Syaoran, asleep, unaware of her night time flight and of her conversation with Yue.
She put the cards and the jacket back into their respective places and crawled back underneath the sheet towards the warmth. She buried herself into Syaoran as he placed an arm around, unknowingly. She snuggled into his neck, her cold body meeting with his warm and closed her eyes, welcoming the emptiness of sleep. Unknown to her, Syaoran was awake and relieved she was home. Home to him, but what a shock it shall be when she does come to China with him, his sisters? They'd love her; they loved all the pictures they had found of her when he had come home to them and the teddy bear. His face blushed lightly at the thought of their reactions, but mother, he could never read her. He closed his eyes, not enjoying the same trouble free sleep as Sakura had.
As the two woke up, tangled in each others arms the next morning, light poured upon the couple, bathing them both in a light glow. Syaoran stroked her arms "good morning Sakura"
She mumbled into his neck, sleepily "morning Syaoran"
She pulled herself away from the comfort and warmth that was Syaoran and yawned, stretching up her arms. She sleepily put a foot out of the bed, stifling a yawn. Syaoran picked up his watch from the cluttered beside table and muttered "to early.nine o clock? Definatly too early"
Sakura stood and stumbled, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, towards the shower. Syaoran moved soon after, towards the kitchen. Soon the house was filled with the smells of breakfast and the sound of pounding water. Sakura allowed the water to pound onto her body as she scrubbed herself down, she turned off the water and stepped out. She grabbed a fluffy towel and wrapped it around herself. She tucked in the corner of the towel so she could move her arms freely and sat down at the marble bench top and picked up her hair dryer.
After she was finished drying her hair, she walked out towards the cupboard and pulled out a dark denim skirt and a black, off the shoulder top. The top was decorated with white stitching in the shape of a butterfly. It fluttered from the right hand bottom corner, to the middle of her torso. She expertly did up her bra and slid on the top. She pulled on her favourite pair of underwear, a black pair of hot pants and then pulled on the skirt, fumbling with the buttons a little.
She came out of the bedroom and blushed a little at Syaoran's appreciative whistle. She walked over to him, as he stood over the stove mucking around with the eggs and slid her arms round his waist. He was wearing the boxers she had given him for Christmas, a black pair and his tan, muscled, soccer player like legs suited them wonderfully and a slightly tight black cotton tee. She put her chin on his shoulder and stood there for a minute or two. She stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek and took the spatula away from him and smiled, which she seemed to be doing more often, and pointed towards the shower.
You didn't have to tell him twice.
As Sakura placed the breakfast on the table, he came out of the bedroom, his hair messy and still wet. He was wearing an almost identical black tee, except it was three quarter sleeves. He also wore a dark denim pair of loose jeans. The tee had a design on the right sleeve, mystical and beautiful. It swirled its tendrils round his arm, ending at his elbow. The shirt had another shirt under it, which ended at his wrists, the white contrasting with the black beautifully. She smiled and kissed him again on the cheek, this time brighter, more alert.
The two sat down and Sakura kept her head low as she announced "Syaoran, I'd like to be alone today up until lunch time, I have some" she paused, catching her thoughts before they tumbled out of her head, she restarted "some people to say good bye to, I hope you understand"
The look in Sakura's eyes scared Syaoran. He knew what she wanted to do and who exactly she wanted to say good bye to, he raised his gaze from his plate to her eyes. "Sakura," he started "I understand, by all means, go do your own thing"
The uncomfortable silence that followed was almost unbearable and Kero's shouts of "WHERE'S MY BACON?!" were a gladly received interruption.
An hour later, Sakura shouted to whomever was listening "Im going now!! Meet me in the café, the one near the." she gulped and rearranged her plans "the one in the mall, hell, lets just do Starbucks ok? Im also taking your car"
Syaoran's deep voice shouted back, from their small garden "sure thing Saku! I'll see you there at 12! The keys are next to the door, on the table"
She pulled on some small, black kitten heels, grabbed the keys and was off, the door closing with a resounding thud. She took the elevator down, and ended up in the salmon basement, near the black convertible that Syaoran so highly prized. She clacked towards it, pausing at the door, wishing she didn't have to do this, wishing she could just run back to Syaoran and cuddle up in his arms. She opened the door and slid into the comfortable black leather in the driver's seat. She slid the keys smoothly into the ignitions and changed the gears. She drove quickly towards the entrance and went out into the autumn crispness.
She shivered slightly, wishing she'd grabbed a jacket or a scarf or something to protect her from the cold. She drove along the desolate streets, void of people. All were at school she thought bitterly. She went by the flower shop, not knowing which flowers to pick, deciding on white magnolias, she smiled. She knew she remembered more then she gave herself credit for. She got a second bunch, much plainer, deep red roses. She pulled out into the streets again, continuing on.
She pulled into a car park and turned off the ignition. She leaned back into her seat for a moment, going over her plan, weakly deciding, she had to do it, no matter how much it would hurt. She opened the door, locking the car as she shut it and walked out into the car park. She stepped onto a gravely path, one that wound its way around the graveyard.
She wandered it for a while; the bunches of flowers almost crushed by her white knuckled grip. She stopped at a small, innocent grave. She placed the red roses down upon the grave and kneeled, the dewy grass meeting her knees. She stroked one finger down the name of the inhabitant and whispered "mother.are you listening?"
She drew in a breath before continuing on "I hope you can, its rather important. Im leaving Tomedea tomorrow, I just felt I had to say my final good-byes. I know how you felt about this town, father used to tell me all the time. But, please understand, I don't love Tomedea, I can barley stand it here, so many painful memories. Also, I can't lose Syaoran again; I just couldn't get through life without him, so Im following him. Yes, it's a little old fashioned, granted, but I swear to god I love him. Good bye mother, please protect everyone and keep Tomoyo company. I love you so much, Im sorry I never got to really know you, stupid cancer.I'll meet you one day, I promise."
She rose from the ground, a tear coursing down her cheeks. She understood the lack of tears; she had come to terms with her mother's death a long time ago. She began winding the path again till she stopped and saw the unmistakeable arch-angel Galadriel figure guarding the main reason she came here. She walked towards the beautiful grave; she kneeled down and adopted the same position she had when she was praying to her mother. She then took the older bunch of flowers and replaced them with her new fresh ones. Sakura couldn't bring herself to look at the name that was carved into the angel's base. She took a deep breath and used a tone, like she was sitting across from Tomoyo just talking "Good morning Tomoyo.It's been a while since I came here and Im sorry but it's been.hard. I miss you more then you could ever think but Im here to say my final goodbye, Im never ever coming back here, Im going to China with Syaoran. I just wanted to update you, and then I have to go and say good bye to Touchan and Oniichan. Eriol left by the way, it really hit him hard when you.left. I miss you, hell, I even love you like a sister. You're a guiding light and I know you'd possibly want me to do this. Thanks for always being there and Im sorry I couldn't be there for you"
Sakura was suddenly plagued by an awful memory as she looked upon the magnolias again. She remembered Eriol throwing that single white magnolia in that deep, empty hole. She suddenly couldn't be there; no way in hell could she be there. And with a tight feeling over her chest, she sprinted out of that horrific place. She sat on the hood of the car as she dried her eyes for a moment and looked up. A single raindrop hit her closed eyes but suddenly, Sakura couldn't care less. She jogged quickly to the back and lifted the hood over the precious leather. She clambered in, winding up the windows. She lent against the steering wheel, knowing what she did next would possibly affect her decision to stay in this town.
She fished out the keys out of her handbag and turned on the ignition. She drove the familiar streets towards her house with so many scenarios running through her mind. Would they turn her away? Would she be cast out? Would she be welcome with open arms? She could never know until she pulled up into that familiar driveway on that street of memories.
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And with that, I close. Im actually pretty darn proud of myself for this chapter, shows what a lack of internet connection can do to a girl. I know it's been a while but I'll try my very hardest to go faster. This was finished in a month.wasn't it? I hope it was.Im a terribly slow writer. Also, Im looking for a beta reader, one that preferably reads Harry Potter as well? If not, that's fine, I have a tendency to write more CCS anyway. If you could email me, it would be most appreciated: hot_musturd2001@hotmail.com
Notes about this chapter: Wow, I am bringing out the third chapter and this is important. Tomoyo is not coming back to life, she'll play a pretty big role in the story but she is not being re-born. I refuse to let this happen because I don't believe in it. I apologize for killing off such a nifty character but, it was important and is still. Now, this chapter has taken a bit of a leap in time. Two weeks have passed and it's almost time to leave but what will happen when she meets Yelen and Li sisters? Chaos and depression plus some self examination are sure to follow. Please continue on dearest reader and listen to my tale. -----*-----
Forever in my Heart Chapter three: Painful Goodbyes
By Emerald-eyes
It had been two blissful weeks at the Li household or as Sakura now liked to call it, Home. Sakura had not remembered in the last two years when she had been so happy. She had not cried, was eating and was sleeping peacefully wrapped in Syaoran's arms. Sakura had called home and a tearful meeting with her father and brother cemented her decision to leave. As Sakura leaned against the balcony rail of the apartment, she stared at her home, the dark town of Tomedea and she looked up. She became entranced with a wild thought "no ones around and I want to fly"
Normally, this thought was not so dangerous but of course, it had been a long time since she had last used the cards. She smiled at the thought of being the only one in the starlit sky. She finally decided "I'm going to do it"
She crept inside and took one look the flashing numbers of the clock, next to Syaoran's bed. It blinked 2:30 over and over in a furious red light. She went over to the closet and selected her heaviest jacket and called fly to her from the velvet pouch in which the clow cards lay. The card lazily floated towards her and she quickly caught it in her hand and went outside to the balcony. The pale blue, thigh high, night dress flapped in the wind and she shivered, slipping the jacket on and bundling up. She brought fourth the staff and called fly.
The playful spirit came out and moulded itself into wings for its master. Sakura stood on the rails, and with silky off-white wings attached to her back, she held out her arms, closed her eyes, and let herself fall. She came swooping back up, breathing heavily from exhilaration and a little fear. She shot up more till she was high above the apartment building.
She saw everything in that sleepy little town and as she flew over to the radio tower, she saw her home and fresh tears spilled over. All the violence, all the pain she had been subjected to and here she was. Leaving, getting away. She longed for the security blanket that was her home, but her home had turned her away. She swooped again, diving and spinning, like some elegant bird. She pulled her jacket closer as she came towards the little step below the spire. She sat down and tucked her small legs towards her and put her heads on her knees. The small twinkling lights dancing for her in the velvet sky amused her for a while. She considered making it storm for a bit, practice her cards a little. She then remembered leaving them and swore a little under her breath. "Mistress, that's not normal for you" a cold and emotionless voice stated behind her
She sat up quickly, frightened of the fall. Catching her breath, she whispered the moon angels name before her "Yue."
He nodded and came towards her, almost like the angel was walking on water "what happened to you mistress? You stopped using them; I stopped needing to protect you"
She called fly and grew her own wings and floated towards her guardian "I thought you'd left"
Yue shrugged his shoulders "where would I go?"
She nodded, a wind whipping past her legs "good point"
Yue looked towards the greying sky "your leaving aren't you"
The angel stated it more as a fact, rather then a question. Sakura was taken aback by the forwardness of her guardian "yes Yue-san, I am leaving"
Yue looked at Sakura; his voice was small and childlike as he asked "am I coming?"
Sakura looked down, letting herself dangle for a minute "if you want"
Yue nodded and a tight, small smile made its way across the beautiful features of the moon angel "I would not mistress; I have taken to protecting the shrine and, Touya."
Sakura nodded once and pulled herself upright and began flying away, she shouted over her shoulder "We leaving tomorrow if you would like to change your mind, Touya would miss you deeply, but do what you feel is best though"
Yue floated back down to the shrine he called home, his face emotionless and cold but in his betraying ice blue eyes flickered with one small emotion, it was that of emotional pain. He was ripped between his love and his duty. 'Mistress, you do not need me anymore, but I feel.something towards you. Is this what Clow was talking about? Is this.respect?' The guardian was puzzled for one split second before the corners of his lips turned upwards 'I do understand now clow'
So Sakura left Yue with his thoughts and left for home, the greying skies reminding her she had a long day ahead. She was leaving and she needed to say good-bye to a few things and people.all her friends, her family and there was one last thing she needed to be at peace with before she left. She darted on the rooftops, aware of the crisp chill that blanketed the sleepy town. She landed on her balcony and called back fly, she kissed the card and whispered her thanks before opening the sliding door. There was Syaoran, asleep, unaware of her night time flight and of her conversation with Yue.
She put the cards and the jacket back into their respective places and crawled back underneath the sheet towards the warmth. She buried herself into Syaoran as he placed an arm around, unknowingly. She snuggled into his neck, her cold body meeting with his warm and closed her eyes, welcoming the emptiness of sleep. Unknown to her, Syaoran was awake and relieved she was home. Home to him, but what a shock it shall be when she does come to China with him, his sisters? They'd love her; they loved all the pictures they had found of her when he had come home to them and the teddy bear. His face blushed lightly at the thought of their reactions, but mother, he could never read her. He closed his eyes, not enjoying the same trouble free sleep as Sakura had.
As the two woke up, tangled in each others arms the next morning, light poured upon the couple, bathing them both in a light glow. Syaoran stroked her arms "good morning Sakura"
She mumbled into his neck, sleepily "morning Syaoran"
She pulled herself away from the comfort and warmth that was Syaoran and yawned, stretching up her arms. She sleepily put a foot out of the bed, stifling a yawn. Syaoran picked up his watch from the cluttered beside table and muttered "to early.nine o clock? Definatly too early"
Sakura stood and stumbled, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, towards the shower. Syaoran moved soon after, towards the kitchen. Soon the house was filled with the smells of breakfast and the sound of pounding water. Sakura allowed the water to pound onto her body as she scrubbed herself down, she turned off the water and stepped out. She grabbed a fluffy towel and wrapped it around herself. She tucked in the corner of the towel so she could move her arms freely and sat down at the marble bench top and picked up her hair dryer.
After she was finished drying her hair, she walked out towards the cupboard and pulled out a dark denim skirt and a black, off the shoulder top. The top was decorated with white stitching in the shape of a butterfly. It fluttered from the right hand bottom corner, to the middle of her torso. She expertly did up her bra and slid on the top. She pulled on her favourite pair of underwear, a black pair of hot pants and then pulled on the skirt, fumbling with the buttons a little.
She came out of the bedroom and blushed a little at Syaoran's appreciative whistle. She walked over to him, as he stood over the stove mucking around with the eggs and slid her arms round his waist. He was wearing the boxers she had given him for Christmas, a black pair and his tan, muscled, soccer player like legs suited them wonderfully and a slightly tight black cotton tee. She put her chin on his shoulder and stood there for a minute or two. She stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek and took the spatula away from him and smiled, which she seemed to be doing more often, and pointed towards the shower.
You didn't have to tell him twice.
As Sakura placed the breakfast on the table, he came out of the bedroom, his hair messy and still wet. He was wearing an almost identical black tee, except it was three quarter sleeves. He also wore a dark denim pair of loose jeans. The tee had a design on the right sleeve, mystical and beautiful. It swirled its tendrils round his arm, ending at his elbow. The shirt had another shirt under it, which ended at his wrists, the white contrasting with the black beautifully. She smiled and kissed him again on the cheek, this time brighter, more alert.
The two sat down and Sakura kept her head low as she announced "Syaoran, I'd like to be alone today up until lunch time, I have some" she paused, catching her thoughts before they tumbled out of her head, she restarted "some people to say good bye to, I hope you understand"
The look in Sakura's eyes scared Syaoran. He knew what she wanted to do and who exactly she wanted to say good bye to, he raised his gaze from his plate to her eyes. "Sakura," he started "I understand, by all means, go do your own thing"
The uncomfortable silence that followed was almost unbearable and Kero's shouts of "WHERE'S MY BACON?!" were a gladly received interruption.
An hour later, Sakura shouted to whomever was listening "Im going now!! Meet me in the café, the one near the." she gulped and rearranged her plans "the one in the mall, hell, lets just do Starbucks ok? Im also taking your car"
Syaoran's deep voice shouted back, from their small garden "sure thing Saku! I'll see you there at 12! The keys are next to the door, on the table"
She pulled on some small, black kitten heels, grabbed the keys and was off, the door closing with a resounding thud. She took the elevator down, and ended up in the salmon basement, near the black convertible that Syaoran so highly prized. She clacked towards it, pausing at the door, wishing she didn't have to do this, wishing she could just run back to Syaoran and cuddle up in his arms. She opened the door and slid into the comfortable black leather in the driver's seat. She slid the keys smoothly into the ignitions and changed the gears. She drove quickly towards the entrance and went out into the autumn crispness.
She shivered slightly, wishing she'd grabbed a jacket or a scarf or something to protect her from the cold. She drove along the desolate streets, void of people. All were at school she thought bitterly. She went by the flower shop, not knowing which flowers to pick, deciding on white magnolias, she smiled. She knew she remembered more then she gave herself credit for. She got a second bunch, much plainer, deep red roses. She pulled out into the streets again, continuing on.
She pulled into a car park and turned off the ignition. She leaned back into her seat for a moment, going over her plan, weakly deciding, she had to do it, no matter how much it would hurt. She opened the door, locking the car as she shut it and walked out into the car park. She stepped onto a gravely path, one that wound its way around the graveyard.
She wandered it for a while; the bunches of flowers almost crushed by her white knuckled grip. She stopped at a small, innocent grave. She placed the red roses down upon the grave and kneeled, the dewy grass meeting her knees. She stroked one finger down the name of the inhabitant and whispered "mother.are you listening?"
She drew in a breath before continuing on "I hope you can, its rather important. Im leaving Tomedea tomorrow, I just felt I had to say my final good-byes. I know how you felt about this town, father used to tell me all the time. But, please understand, I don't love Tomedea, I can barley stand it here, so many painful memories. Also, I can't lose Syaoran again; I just couldn't get through life without him, so Im following him. Yes, it's a little old fashioned, granted, but I swear to god I love him. Good bye mother, please protect everyone and keep Tomoyo company. I love you so much, Im sorry I never got to really know you, stupid cancer.I'll meet you one day, I promise."
She rose from the ground, a tear coursing down her cheeks. She understood the lack of tears; she had come to terms with her mother's death a long time ago. She began winding the path again till she stopped and saw the unmistakeable arch-angel Galadriel figure guarding the main reason she came here. She walked towards the beautiful grave; she kneeled down and adopted the same position she had when she was praying to her mother. She then took the older bunch of flowers and replaced them with her new fresh ones. Sakura couldn't bring herself to look at the name that was carved into the angel's base. She took a deep breath and used a tone, like she was sitting across from Tomoyo just talking "Good morning Tomoyo.It's been a while since I came here and Im sorry but it's been.hard. I miss you more then you could ever think but Im here to say my final goodbye, Im never ever coming back here, Im going to China with Syaoran. I just wanted to update you, and then I have to go and say good bye to Touchan and Oniichan. Eriol left by the way, it really hit him hard when you.left. I miss you, hell, I even love you like a sister. You're a guiding light and I know you'd possibly want me to do this. Thanks for always being there and Im sorry I couldn't be there for you"
Sakura was suddenly plagued by an awful memory as she looked upon the magnolias again. She remembered Eriol throwing that single white magnolia in that deep, empty hole. She suddenly couldn't be there; no way in hell could she be there. And with a tight feeling over her chest, she sprinted out of that horrific place. She sat on the hood of the car as she dried her eyes for a moment and looked up. A single raindrop hit her closed eyes but suddenly, Sakura couldn't care less. She jogged quickly to the back and lifted the hood over the precious leather. She clambered in, winding up the windows. She lent against the steering wheel, knowing what she did next would possibly affect her decision to stay in this town.
She fished out the keys out of her handbag and turned on the ignition. She drove the familiar streets towards her house with so many scenarios running through her mind. Would they turn her away? Would she be cast out? Would she be welcome with open arms? She could never know until she pulled up into that familiar driveway on that street of memories.
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And with that, I close. Im actually pretty darn proud of myself for this chapter, shows what a lack of internet connection can do to a girl. I know it's been a while but I'll try my very hardest to go faster. This was finished in a month.wasn't it? I hope it was.Im a terribly slow writer. Also, Im looking for a beta reader, one that preferably reads Harry Potter as well? If not, that's fine, I have a tendency to write more CCS anyway. If you could email me, it would be most appreciated: hot_musturd2001@hotmail.com