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a/n: guess what? itz spring break! so i thought i'd be kind and update! only one more chapter to go after this!!! and hermione's...well...you'll see...
i LOVE all u ppl soooooooooooooooo much! thank u ALL for reviewing! reviews help me to write! and inspire me to put up chapters quicker! so enjoy this chapter and REVIEW!!!! enjoy!
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"Kedavra!" Voldemort finished as Hermione jumped in front of the spell.
"HERMIONE!" Draco cried, running in from out of nowhere, after her. A blinding green flash filled the room and as the smoke cleared, Hermione's body lay lifelessly on the floor.
"HERMIONE!" Draco screamed again, rushing to her body. Harry grabbed his wand from the unsuspecting Voldemort and pointed it at his forehead. The weak Voldemort apparated, leaving Harry's wand pointing to wherer Lucious stood. Draco fell to his knees, lifting Hermione's head delicately off the groud. He then stood up and walked up to where Harry stood alone.
"Potter, take Hermione and leave," Draco commanaded, his voice firm and strong.
"No, this is my fight, I'm not going to let you fight it," Harry growled. Draco's head jerked to face Harry. Harry couldn't read Draco's emotions, his silver eyes showcasing more than just anger.
"This was my fight long before it was yours Potter. Take Hermione and get yourselves out! NOW!" Draco yelled. Harry's green eyes glared at Draco for a moment longer, than put his want away and gathered Hermione's limp body in his arms, heading out the door as fast as his legs would take him. Draco watched Harry take her and leave, then he focussed on what stood in front of him; his father.
"So Draco, how does it feel hmmm? To have someone you love die in front of your eyes?" Lucius' mouth formed an evil grin.
"Leave her out of this Lucius," Draco hissed, stepping closer.
"Lucius now is it? What ever happened to father?"
"You were NEVER a father to me."
"Such harsh words, don't you think? I must say...I feel your pain and can see your sorrow in your eyes. Tell me son, "Lucius paused and looked deep into Draco's eyes, "What is that mudblood to you? Did I teach you nothing at all during the eighteen years that I have raised you?"
"You taught me to lie and cheat. You taught me pride and jealously," Draco said.
"Ah yes I did, didn't I? Those are the bricks that support us Malfoys. We made it far with that didn't we Draco? We had a huge Manor to call our own, servants who wished to serve us day in and day out, respect. We had it all, don't you get it son? Wizards from all across the world envied us. THEY wanted to be a Malfoy."
AYou taught me nothing about love and beauty," Draco scowled.
"We never needed love and beauty. Those are foolish mind games that only play with your emotions and separate you from the real world, "Lucius warned.
"You're wrong, "Draco answered back, "Love, love is like magic."
"You're right, but magic is sometimes just an illusion,"the candle light flickered causing the two shadows to dance on the walls behind. Neither spoke a word as Draco's heart burst with anger. His father was wrong, love was not just an illusion. Love was walking through fire for someone, crossing an ocean for someone, sacrificing a life for someone, without having an ounce of a doubt in their mind. Draco was prepared to do just that. This was the moment in which his dreams and his fears must collide, and Draco was more than ready.
"I love her," Draco said quietly, uncertainty quivering in his voice. Time couldn't erase that slow and steady rush of freedom as Draco finally allowed himself to reveal his true feelings. He witnessed his father's patient grey eyes melt before him.
"What did you say?" Lucious roared.
"I LOVE HER!" Draco repeated, summing up all the confidense and courage within him. Lucious pulled out his wand.
"I've been most patient with you Draco, and I must say, I am quite disappointed in you. You were my heir. The next in line. Do you not know what that means?"
"I don't care," Draco spat out.
"Crucio!" Lucious boomed.
"Protego!" Drace yelled louder. The curse vanished as Draco's strong shield protected him.
"That shield won't save you Draco...Impedimenta!" Lucious yelled watching Draco's body fly backwards, crashing into the wall behind him.
"Are you ready to give in?" Lucious offered.
"Never," Draco snarled, "Tarantallegra!"
Lucious threw his head back in laughter as he went into crazed foot dance, "Amateur! CRUCIO!"
Draco's body ripped with pain beyond explanation. He gritted his teeth trying to bear the hurt, but couldn't as the pain seeped through his veins and nerves. Draco screamed in agony and frustration. He faught to gain control of his body, fighting against the trobbing sensation of the curse.
"Embrace the pain Draco, because this is only the beginning, " Lucius said, his lips curling into a creepy smirk.
"Imperio!" Draco bellowed with all the strength left in him. Lucius' eyes went wide as he fell under Draco's control spell. Lucius dropped his wand, now fully under Draco's command. Draco breathed in deep, the pain of the Cruciatus Curse still emanating within. As the pain slowly subsided, Draco stood up, staring into the mingled expression written on his father's face. The Imperius Curse was wearing out slowly, his fathers strengths fighting the curse, and Draco was at a loss of words. Moments of eery silence passes as Draco continued to regain his strength.
"Eighteen years of my life were wasted on your teachings of the 'Malfoy ways'," Draco paced the room, glancing ever now and then at his stunned father, "Never once were you proud of me or my accomplishments. Your mind was always with the Dark Lord and killing Harry Potter. Sometimes is seemed like Potter was more of a son to you than I was, seeing as your attention was always towards him...even if it was to kill him. You never appreciated Mother, who did everything for you and who now sits alone at home, seldom speaking to you, to me, or to anyone else. Why she even married you is still a big wonder to me," Draco blurted out, resenting the fact that he was related to this disgusting wizard in front of his eyes, "How do you sleep at night Lucius? Or do you just hang upside down and wait for your next victim?" Draco spat.
"You will pay," Lucius managed to say as he went on fighting Draco's curse.
"No Lucius," Draco shook his head, stopping in his tracks. He faced the man whom he grew up with but never really knew. Lucius was terrified for the first time in his life as he saw Draco's silver eyes flash a piercing red, as the fury within was ready to storm out.
"No Lucius," Draco repeated, lifting his wand, "You will pay."
Before Lucius could grab his own wand, Draco's mouth was already open, "AVADA KEDAVRA!!"
The bright green flash was a quick one as the shadow swallowed the body up. Draco dropped his wand, his body shaking with shock, a lost soul in ths night. The negative energy from his body had seen sucked out as he grabbed his wand and ran downstairs to where Harry and Ron knelt over Hermione's lifeless body, trying to revive her. Draco' dropped to his knees, pushing Harry out of the way.
"Hermione," Draco whispered, wrestling a lump in his throat. Ron's eyes widened with anger as he tried to jump Draco. Harry grabbed Ron by the collar and pulled him back, now understanding the look on Draco's face.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me," Draco pleaded, tracing the soft touch of her skin. His cries echoed through the night and caught Ron and Harry by surprise, they had never seen Draco cry before, but there he knelt, his silver eyes suffocating with tears.
"Malfoy, we need to take her to Madam Pomfrey," Harry said softly. Draco nodded and lifted Hermione into his arms. Ron conjured up at stretcher and helped delicately place Hermione on it. The three boys ran back to the castle. As Ron and Draco took Hermione to the hospital wing, Harry headed to the Headmaster's office. Harry quickly explained the Dumbledore what had happened and the two went straight to the hospital wing. It was now just before midnight as Madam Pomfrey scurried around to revive the now pale Gryffindor witch.
"Professor Dumbledore! I can't work with all these people here!" Madam Pomfrey waved her hands frantically as Professor McGonagall arrived on scene.
"What's going on here?" She asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Come Minerva, Mr Weasley and Mr Potter will explain in my office," Dumbledore said calmly.
"What about Malfoy?" Ron protested, not wanting to leave Hermione's side.
"He shall remain here until later. Come now," he spoke. Ron reluctantly followed the Headmaster to his office.
Draco paced back and forth scared for any news that Madam Pomfrey would have for him. Without Hermione, Draco was only half.
"It's my fault you're hurt," Draco sat, holding her hand. Madam Pomfrey sat on the other side of the bed, tending to Hermione, still unsure of her fate.
"I'm so sorry Hermione, but without you, I don't know the reason why I live," Draco whispered, a stream of tears silently flowing down his cheeks. Madam Pomfrey held her own tears back as she continued to listen to Draco's sincere words.
"In such a cruel and lonely world, like this one, I found only one love, and I can't afford to lose you now," Draco said. He bent over and kissed her. Her lips were slightly blue, but still as soft as a rose that bloomed in spring. A look of fear was etched into Draco's solemn face as the thought of his love being dead was scraped into his mind.
A hand gently rest on his shoulder and Draco looked up to see the comforting face of Professor Dumbledore.
"Come," he spoke. Draco refused.
"I won't leave her."
"I assure you Madam Pomfrey will take good care of her. She has not lost one student under her care yet."
Draco looked back at Hermione then stood, and followed Dumbledore to his office. Inside Harry and Ron sat quietly and Professor McGonagall stood next to Fawkes. Dumbledore offered Draco a seat, but again he refused. The Headmaster sat and began to speak.
"Mr Potter and Mr Weasley have informed me of what has happened tonight, but one thing remains unknown."
Draco looked up.
"What happened when Mr Potter took Miss Granger out of the room and the whereabouts of your father."
"Lucius is dead," Draco said bluntly.
"Are you sure dear?" McGonagall asked.
"I killed him."
No one spoke, unaware of what to say.
"Can I go back to Hermione now?" Draco asked, breaking the silence.
"Her parents are on their way here," Dumbledore informed.
"I don't care."
"Very well."
Draco left and Ron began to argue.
"I don't get it! Why is HE allowed to see her and not Harry and I?" Ron asked, still oblivious about Draco's love for Hermione.
"That's for Mr Malfoy and Miss Granger to tell," Dumbledore spoke wisely, "Not me."
Draco walked quickly back to the hospital wing, where Madam Pomfrey still sat by Hermione.
"Will she be alright? Draco whispered, afraid to hear the answer. Madam Pomfrey looked up, her sad tired eyes gazing at Draco's anxious face.
"I'm not sure," she spoke in a soft tone. Draco's eyes once again filled with tears.
"Mr Malfoy, you need to rest," Madam Pomfrey said.
"No. I want to know what's wrong with her."
"I've put a spell on her to try and salvage any heartbeat she has now. As far as I know, she's unconscious and could very well be in a coma. The effects of the spell could revive her tomorrow, the next day, a week or even a month from now, it all depends on her body now," Madam Pomfrey put it as gently as she could.
"So she's alive then?"
"I don't know Mr Malfoy, I really don't. There's no way of telling until after a month."
Draco wanted to ask more, but couldn't as Dumbledore entered the room with Hermione's parents and Ron and Harry following close behind.
"Poppy, this is the girl's parents; Joseph and Catherine Granger," Dumbledore introduced. The two ran to their daughter's side, Catherine sobbing uncontrollably and Joseph comforting his ex-wife, tears finding his own eyes.
Draco watched in amazement as the same two people that Hermione cried over were in each other's arms, like nothing else in the world mattered.
"I'm Draco Malfoy," Draco introduced himself, extending his hand, "I'm the Head Boy who's been sharing the Head's duties with Hermione."
"YOU'RE Draco Malfoy?" Her father stood up, "Are YOU that one who's done this to my daughter?"
Draco had forgotten about how her parents knew about his and Hermione's past. Dumbledore intervened, "Certainly not Mr Granger, actually it's quite the opposite."
"You saved my baby girl?" Catherine managed to say.
"I don't think save is the right word, but I assure you, I would NEVER do anything to hurt Hermione," Draco told her parents.
"Liar!" Ron jumped from his seat. Her parents jumped at Ron's remarks.
"What about that whole thing back at the common room just as Hermione and I left to find Harry? She said she thought you changed, but realized that you were still just another Malfoy! What was that about?"
All eyes turned to Draco as we winced at the mere memory of earlier that night. It was a long story, but Draco knew it had to be told. He looked up at her parents, who were waiting for an answer.
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oh...wht will draco say? well u gotta review to find out! this story has gotten so many reviews and i want to thank u guys a MILLION times each for reviewing! u all deserve an award! for being the best reviewers! lol...ne wayz the more reviews i get the faster i'll put up the last and final chapter! i think i'm up to 234 reviews...see if we can get past 240 reivews ok? if you have any questions or suggestions for moi...feel free to email me at babyt_3@hotmail.com but plz plz plz put in the subject title that you're from ff.net or the title or my story so i don't mistake it for junk mail. thx a bunch! and i hope to hear from u guys in terms of emails or reviews! ciao!
-Baby T
a/n: guess what? itz spring break! so i thought i'd be kind and update! only one more chapter to go after this!!! and hermione's...well...you'll see...
i LOVE all u ppl soooooooooooooooo much! thank u ALL for reviewing! reviews help me to write! and inspire me to put up chapters quicker! so enjoy this chapter and REVIEW!!!! enjoy!
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"Kedavra!" Voldemort finished as Hermione jumped in front of the spell.
"HERMIONE!" Draco cried, running in from out of nowhere, after her. A blinding green flash filled the room and as the smoke cleared, Hermione's body lay lifelessly on the floor.
"HERMIONE!" Draco screamed again, rushing to her body. Harry grabbed his wand from the unsuspecting Voldemort and pointed it at his forehead. The weak Voldemort apparated, leaving Harry's wand pointing to wherer Lucious stood. Draco fell to his knees, lifting Hermione's head delicately off the groud. He then stood up and walked up to where Harry stood alone.
"Potter, take Hermione and leave," Draco commanaded, his voice firm and strong.
"No, this is my fight, I'm not going to let you fight it," Harry growled. Draco's head jerked to face Harry. Harry couldn't read Draco's emotions, his silver eyes showcasing more than just anger.
"This was my fight long before it was yours Potter. Take Hermione and get yourselves out! NOW!" Draco yelled. Harry's green eyes glared at Draco for a moment longer, than put his want away and gathered Hermione's limp body in his arms, heading out the door as fast as his legs would take him. Draco watched Harry take her and leave, then he focussed on what stood in front of him; his father.
"So Draco, how does it feel hmmm? To have someone you love die in front of your eyes?" Lucius' mouth formed an evil grin.
"Leave her out of this Lucius," Draco hissed, stepping closer.
"Lucius now is it? What ever happened to father?"
"You were NEVER a father to me."
"Such harsh words, don't you think? I must say...I feel your pain and can see your sorrow in your eyes. Tell me son, "Lucius paused and looked deep into Draco's eyes, "What is that mudblood to you? Did I teach you nothing at all during the eighteen years that I have raised you?"
"You taught me to lie and cheat. You taught me pride and jealously," Draco said.
"Ah yes I did, didn't I? Those are the bricks that support us Malfoys. We made it far with that didn't we Draco? We had a huge Manor to call our own, servants who wished to serve us day in and day out, respect. We had it all, don't you get it son? Wizards from all across the world envied us. THEY wanted to be a Malfoy."
AYou taught me nothing about love and beauty," Draco scowled.
"We never needed love and beauty. Those are foolish mind games that only play with your emotions and separate you from the real world, "Lucius warned.
"You're wrong, "Draco answered back, "Love, love is like magic."
"You're right, but magic is sometimes just an illusion,"the candle light flickered causing the two shadows to dance on the walls behind. Neither spoke a word as Draco's heart burst with anger. His father was wrong, love was not just an illusion. Love was walking through fire for someone, crossing an ocean for someone, sacrificing a life for someone, without having an ounce of a doubt in their mind. Draco was prepared to do just that. This was the moment in which his dreams and his fears must collide, and Draco was more than ready.
"I love her," Draco said quietly, uncertainty quivering in his voice. Time couldn't erase that slow and steady rush of freedom as Draco finally allowed himself to reveal his true feelings. He witnessed his father's patient grey eyes melt before him.
"What did you say?" Lucious roared.
"I LOVE HER!" Draco repeated, summing up all the confidense and courage within him. Lucious pulled out his wand.
"I've been most patient with you Draco, and I must say, I am quite disappointed in you. You were my heir. The next in line. Do you not know what that means?"
"I don't care," Draco spat out.
"Crucio!" Lucious boomed.
"Protego!" Drace yelled louder. The curse vanished as Draco's strong shield protected him.
"That shield won't save you Draco...Impedimenta!" Lucious yelled watching Draco's body fly backwards, crashing into the wall behind him.
"Are you ready to give in?" Lucious offered.
"Never," Draco snarled, "Tarantallegra!"
Lucious threw his head back in laughter as he went into crazed foot dance, "Amateur! CRUCIO!"
Draco's body ripped with pain beyond explanation. He gritted his teeth trying to bear the hurt, but couldn't as the pain seeped through his veins and nerves. Draco screamed in agony and frustration. He faught to gain control of his body, fighting against the trobbing sensation of the curse.
"Embrace the pain Draco, because this is only the beginning, " Lucius said, his lips curling into a creepy smirk.
"Imperio!" Draco bellowed with all the strength left in him. Lucius' eyes went wide as he fell under Draco's control spell. Lucius dropped his wand, now fully under Draco's command. Draco breathed in deep, the pain of the Cruciatus Curse still emanating within. As the pain slowly subsided, Draco stood up, staring into the mingled expression written on his father's face. The Imperius Curse was wearing out slowly, his fathers strengths fighting the curse, and Draco was at a loss of words. Moments of eery silence passes as Draco continued to regain his strength.
"Eighteen years of my life were wasted on your teachings of the 'Malfoy ways'," Draco paced the room, glancing ever now and then at his stunned father, "Never once were you proud of me or my accomplishments. Your mind was always with the Dark Lord and killing Harry Potter. Sometimes is seemed like Potter was more of a son to you than I was, seeing as your attention was always towards him...even if it was to kill him. You never appreciated Mother, who did everything for you and who now sits alone at home, seldom speaking to you, to me, or to anyone else. Why she even married you is still a big wonder to me," Draco blurted out, resenting the fact that he was related to this disgusting wizard in front of his eyes, "How do you sleep at night Lucius? Or do you just hang upside down and wait for your next victim?" Draco spat.
"You will pay," Lucius managed to say as he went on fighting Draco's curse.
"No Lucius," Draco shook his head, stopping in his tracks. He faced the man whom he grew up with but never really knew. Lucius was terrified for the first time in his life as he saw Draco's silver eyes flash a piercing red, as the fury within was ready to storm out.
"No Lucius," Draco repeated, lifting his wand, "You will pay."
Before Lucius could grab his own wand, Draco's mouth was already open, "AVADA KEDAVRA!!"
The bright green flash was a quick one as the shadow swallowed the body up. Draco dropped his wand, his body shaking with shock, a lost soul in ths night. The negative energy from his body had seen sucked out as he grabbed his wand and ran downstairs to where Harry and Ron knelt over Hermione's lifeless body, trying to revive her. Draco' dropped to his knees, pushing Harry out of the way.
"Hermione," Draco whispered, wrestling a lump in his throat. Ron's eyes widened with anger as he tried to jump Draco. Harry grabbed Ron by the collar and pulled him back, now understanding the look on Draco's face.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me," Draco pleaded, tracing the soft touch of her skin. His cries echoed through the night and caught Ron and Harry by surprise, they had never seen Draco cry before, but there he knelt, his silver eyes suffocating with tears.
"Malfoy, we need to take her to Madam Pomfrey," Harry said softly. Draco nodded and lifted Hermione into his arms. Ron conjured up at stretcher and helped delicately place Hermione on it. The three boys ran back to the castle. As Ron and Draco took Hermione to the hospital wing, Harry headed to the Headmaster's office. Harry quickly explained the Dumbledore what had happened and the two went straight to the hospital wing. It was now just before midnight as Madam Pomfrey scurried around to revive the now pale Gryffindor witch.
"Professor Dumbledore! I can't work with all these people here!" Madam Pomfrey waved her hands frantically as Professor McGonagall arrived on scene.
"What's going on here?" She asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Come Minerva, Mr Weasley and Mr Potter will explain in my office," Dumbledore said calmly.
"What about Malfoy?" Ron protested, not wanting to leave Hermione's side.
"He shall remain here until later. Come now," he spoke. Ron reluctantly followed the Headmaster to his office.
Draco paced back and forth scared for any news that Madam Pomfrey would have for him. Without Hermione, Draco was only half.
"It's my fault you're hurt," Draco sat, holding her hand. Madam Pomfrey sat on the other side of the bed, tending to Hermione, still unsure of her fate.
"I'm so sorry Hermione, but without you, I don't know the reason why I live," Draco whispered, a stream of tears silently flowing down his cheeks. Madam Pomfrey held her own tears back as she continued to listen to Draco's sincere words.
"In such a cruel and lonely world, like this one, I found only one love, and I can't afford to lose you now," Draco said. He bent over and kissed her. Her lips were slightly blue, but still as soft as a rose that bloomed in spring. A look of fear was etched into Draco's solemn face as the thought of his love being dead was scraped into his mind.
A hand gently rest on his shoulder and Draco looked up to see the comforting face of Professor Dumbledore.
"Come," he spoke. Draco refused.
"I won't leave her."
"I assure you Madam Pomfrey will take good care of her. She has not lost one student under her care yet."
Draco looked back at Hermione then stood, and followed Dumbledore to his office. Inside Harry and Ron sat quietly and Professor McGonagall stood next to Fawkes. Dumbledore offered Draco a seat, but again he refused. The Headmaster sat and began to speak.
"Mr Potter and Mr Weasley have informed me of what has happened tonight, but one thing remains unknown."
Draco looked up.
"What happened when Mr Potter took Miss Granger out of the room and the whereabouts of your father."
"Lucius is dead," Draco said bluntly.
"Are you sure dear?" McGonagall asked.
"I killed him."
No one spoke, unaware of what to say.
"Can I go back to Hermione now?" Draco asked, breaking the silence.
"Her parents are on their way here," Dumbledore informed.
"I don't care."
"Very well."
Draco left and Ron began to argue.
"I don't get it! Why is HE allowed to see her and not Harry and I?" Ron asked, still oblivious about Draco's love for Hermione.
"That's for Mr Malfoy and Miss Granger to tell," Dumbledore spoke wisely, "Not me."
Draco walked quickly back to the hospital wing, where Madam Pomfrey still sat by Hermione.
"Will she be alright? Draco whispered, afraid to hear the answer. Madam Pomfrey looked up, her sad tired eyes gazing at Draco's anxious face.
"I'm not sure," she spoke in a soft tone. Draco's eyes once again filled with tears.
"Mr Malfoy, you need to rest," Madam Pomfrey said.
"No. I want to know what's wrong with her."
"I've put a spell on her to try and salvage any heartbeat she has now. As far as I know, she's unconscious and could very well be in a coma. The effects of the spell could revive her tomorrow, the next day, a week or even a month from now, it all depends on her body now," Madam Pomfrey put it as gently as she could.
"So she's alive then?"
"I don't know Mr Malfoy, I really don't. There's no way of telling until after a month."
Draco wanted to ask more, but couldn't as Dumbledore entered the room with Hermione's parents and Ron and Harry following close behind.
"Poppy, this is the girl's parents; Joseph and Catherine Granger," Dumbledore introduced. The two ran to their daughter's side, Catherine sobbing uncontrollably and Joseph comforting his ex-wife, tears finding his own eyes.
Draco watched in amazement as the same two people that Hermione cried over were in each other's arms, like nothing else in the world mattered.
"I'm Draco Malfoy," Draco introduced himself, extending his hand, "I'm the Head Boy who's been sharing the Head's duties with Hermione."
"YOU'RE Draco Malfoy?" Her father stood up, "Are YOU that one who's done this to my daughter?"
Draco had forgotten about how her parents knew about his and Hermione's past. Dumbledore intervened, "Certainly not Mr Granger, actually it's quite the opposite."
"You saved my baby girl?" Catherine managed to say.
"I don't think save is the right word, but I assure you, I would NEVER do anything to hurt Hermione," Draco told her parents.
"Liar!" Ron jumped from his seat. Her parents jumped at Ron's remarks.
"What about that whole thing back at the common room just as Hermione and I left to find Harry? She said she thought you changed, but realized that you were still just another Malfoy! What was that about?"
All eyes turned to Draco as we winced at the mere memory of earlier that night. It was a long story, but Draco knew it had to be told. He looked up at her parents, who were waiting for an answer.
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oh...wht will draco say? well u gotta review to find out! this story has gotten so many reviews and i want to thank u guys a MILLION times each for reviewing! u all deserve an award! for being the best reviewers! lol...ne wayz the more reviews i get the faster i'll put up the last and final chapter! i think i'm up to 234 reviews...see if we can get past 240 reivews ok? if you have any questions or suggestions for moi...feel free to email me at babyt_3@hotmail.com but plz plz plz put in the subject title that you're from ff.net or the title or my story so i don't mistake it for junk mail. thx a bunch! and i hope to hear from u guys in terms of emails or reviews! ciao!
-Baby T