Deep Water
Summary – Draco Malfoy fascinates Ginny Weasley, and not being a typical Gryffindor will this interest lead to something more? Disclaimer – I own nothing...I am sure you have read many of these, so as much as I wish I did come up with the Harry Potter idea, I am most certain if I was to tell you I did you probably wouldn't believe me anyway, so therefore it would be a waste of my time to try and convince you, am I babbling? Request – Apart from the ordinary begging for you to review, as it is only fair eh? I also would very much if anybody is interested in beta – reading this story please tell me in a review. I would also appreciate which is very picky, if you do kindly agree to beta – read I'd like to know if you've actually done it before? I know that sounds so stuck up but I'm just curious, but I'll take anyone because I am sure you're all great! A/N – This is newly edited because I re – read It and realised there were quite a few mistakes, although I am posting this at the same type as the second chapter so it's now as if I am cheating is it? Well actually, I might post the second chapter the day after posting this because I am definitely going to get somebody to Beta Read it!
Chapter One – Grey Eyes
Those grey eyes stayed put in Ginny Weasley's mind, the colour and depth just etched in there. Ginny flopped down onto her bed at the Burrow and sighed deeply, it was inconceivable for a Weasley to like a Malfoy, not that she did, it's just Draco Malfoy fascinated her. Perhaps she just thought that their was more to him that he showed, she knew...probably just her imagination running wild, but when she looked into his eyes at the train station at end of term they just didn't look the same.
'But you've never even spoken to him Gin' Luna Lovegood reminded Ginny, perched delicately on Ginny's desk chair.
Ginny smiled wryly, 'Yes I guess talk isn't the best word is it?'
'You know, talking isn't just saying words, you can talk in other ways' Luna added excitedly, causing Ginny to roll her eyes slightly.
'What'd you mean Lun?' Ginny replied sardonically.
'You can say more through eye contact than words' Luna added airily, then tilting her head she added, 'besides, when you speak to people you often don't mean what you say, or you don't say what you meant to say'
Ginny paused for a minute then nodding knowingly at Luna.
'Yes I get where your coming from Lun, but he is a Malfoy, he has no other feelings for any Weasley other than hate' Ginny argued
Luna snorted in a very un- ladylike manner, 'Oh and how would you know that?'
Ginny raised her voice slightly, taking this conversation much to seriously, 'HE SHOWS IT...' then continuing in a more civil tone, 'anyway I don't really care, it's not like I actually like him so I don't care if he hates me...which he does'
Luna sighed slightly, 'Alright, whatever Gin'
That night after Luna left Ginny wondered whether she really didn't care, maybe she just wanted to 'peel the onion' pull away the layers of hate, calmness and conceit to find a totally different person, it's not like she hadn't tried before. The whole Harry Potter scenario, now though, Ginny had began to think maybe there wasn't more to Harry than what she had seen, to tell the truth Harry was a little boring. "A typical Gryff' Ginny thought to herself, then wondered where the comment had come from, she, her whole family where Gryffindors. 'But you're not friends with any...' Ginny reminded herself...It was true, all her friends were Ravenclaws, and even, shock horror, a few Slytherins, Ginny just got along better with them. Narrowing her eyes Ginny thought, 'Gryffindors weren't all that great, of course she still loved them, for Christs sake she was one, but they were very narrow minded, they didn't see Slytherins as people, more likely as snakes or some other vile creature.' She'd never told her parents, or anybody really but the sorting hat had considered putting her into Slytherin...
Flashback
'Another Weasley' the sorting hat droned into a young Ginny's head.
Ginny shook her head to agree with the hat, forgetting for a second there was no need for it. The hat chuckled a rough hoarse kind of noise and then stopped, 'There is more to you though young Weasley' the hat continued, Ginny paused slightly, if she wasn't a Gryffindor she had no clue what her family would do, would they disown her? "Please, Gryffindor...Please' Ginny begged silently to the hat. "Gryffindor eh? I suppose that would be the logical choice eh? But I can't help thinking...Slytherin or even Ravenclaw would also fit you...Hufflepuff no...not Hufflepuff...but I suppose...if you must.... GRYFFINDOR it is' Ginny was relieved beyond words, and scurried over to her awaiting family, and didn't think of the moment any longer until she realised years later maybe it would have been the more logical choice actually.
End Flashback
Ginny laughed remembering the sorting hat's words, she wished now oddly, that she had been sorted into a different house, at least, her brothers would have noticed her that way, and she wouldn't be under their thumb either. It's funny really, that people only notice you when you don't want them too, when she had dated, Ron of course didn't approve, when she had failed a Divination exam Ron had noticed, ironically lecturing her despite him failing as well. He didn't notice of course that she had the highest potions and charms marks, or well above average DADA and transfiguration marks, or that she was actually a half decent Quidditch player, no he was too busy flocking after Harry or Hermione to care. In her fourth year it had been a little better, with everything going on she had talked to them sometimes, but during her 5th Harry had faced off with Lord Voldemort and won, then, and now after that they didn't pay her any attention. Not that she minded...it's not that she didn't love them, for gods sake, Harry had saved the world, but she just wasn't like them, they were like water and oil...fire and ice, they didn't mix. "Oh and you and Draco do?" a sarcastic voice in her head said. Of course they didn't...Ginny didn't shag endless girls, whoops...in her case guys just because she could, she didn't insult others just because she had different beliefs...But were they so different? Yes. Yes they were.
The holidays were probably the best of her life, the world was running smoothly since Voldemorts 'demise', everybody was happy, her father had been promoted in the ministry so they had a fair amount of money, and she and Colin, her only Gryffindor friend were going to go shopping! Colin...Ginny thought to herself, such a sweet yet crude guy, Gay of course...it hadn't shocked her when he told her the year before, he was just the type, fashionable, surprisingly very witty as well, he got along well with her Ravenclaw, and even Slytherin friends. Ginny threw on her only muggle clothes, a dark pair of jeans and a cream singlet top, it was hot outside being summer and all. Grabbing her purse she snatched some floo and shouted out that she was leaving. Her books and supplies had been got, but Ginny wanted some weekend wear, and there was to be a ball this year, a gown and some jewellery wouldn't go astray.
'Ready to shop your tiny arse off Gin?' Colin Creevey grinned at Ginny running his thin fingers through his hair.
Ginny was pooped. She never had been shopping with Colin before but he was a GOD, a shopping GOD, he could go for hours and he knew everything! Carrying at least 7 full bags Ginny dumped them on her bed and smiled when Hermione walked in eyeing her carefully.
"Goodness Gin, what have you done today?" Hermione asked peering into an open bag.
Ginny laughed at her Brother's girlfriends' curiosity. 'Do you want to see?" Ginny offered.
Ginny pulled out a bunch of muggle clothes before carefully showing Hermione her gown. It was the most beautiful item of clothing she had ever owned and Colin had insisted that is flattered her endlessly. It was silk, therefore quite expressive but it was a dark forest green, a colour that Colin said complimented her pale skin and fiery hair. It had a V-neck, a little revealing but hey, she was nearly 16...it was tight around the waist and flared out to her knees.
'OMG' Hermione shrieked, causing Ginny to crack up laughing, Hermione shrieking was quite rare.
Hermione jumped up and ran her fingers across the material, 'I got matching jewellery too..." Ginny added, causing Hermione to cover her mouth.
Ginny pulled out the jewellery she had splashed out on, she'd bought herself a matching necklace, and a ring which she decided she would just wear ordinarily. The necklace was slick silver chain, and on the end was a plain ruby, a shining ruby that Hermione assumed must be worth a fortune. It was just rough cut ruby, no silver or bronze around it, no tacky gold covering it, just fresh and by itself. The ring, which Ginny flashed at Hermione, was a rose gold band, just a simple band and on top was a small diamond, just a simple diamond but the ring oozed sophistication and taste, which is what Hermione told her when she saw it.
Hermione hadn't told anybody about Ginny's purchases on Ginny's command, especially the dress, but nobody could help noticing the ring, Ginny wasn't reprimanded about it but she saw the tight lipped expression on her mother's face who was used to skimping on jewellery for herself and daughter until recently.
Ginny followed her family through King's Cross station ready to walk through the barrier when she noticed a flash of blonde hair, her heart skipped a beat but she told herself it didn't matter. As Ron walked through the barrier she couldn't help straining her eyes past her father's head to get another look. She saw the boy, but when he turned around she saw it was just a muggle who from the front looked nothing like Draco Malfoy. Ginny frowned, pursing her lips together, but why should she have cared in the first place? Was she really that fascinated by the arrogant Slytherin? Somebody tapped Ginny on the shoulder. She turned around and saw her mother looking at her strangely.
"Your turn darling" she told her daughter pointing towards the barrier.
On the other side Ginny breathed in the scent strongly, it had always comforted her, yet excited her at the same time. She'd remembered ever since she was a young girl, the yearning when she got to the train station to say goodbye to her older brothers, the disappointment she had always felt when she didn't get to go with them.
Ginny was a prefect, not to the surprise of anybody else, Dumbledore definitely approved of her inter – house relationships, probably hoping she could help repair the rift between Gryffindors and Slytherins. Ginny twirled the ring around her finger, it had become a habit when she was nervous or not really in a comfortable situation.
Leaving her trunk in a spare compartment she made her way down to the Prefect's compartment for a meeting. She was the first one in and exchanged quick greetings with Ernie Macmillan the Hufflepuff Prefect, she noticed he wasn't head boy and she wondered who could possibly be head boy, she knew it wasn't Harry; a small hope rose inside her, could Draco Malfoy possibly be head boy? It would be a very Dumbledorish thing to do, controversial as well especially since his once falsely respected father had died fighting against the light side last year. It was always widely rumoured that Draco himself had once been a deatheater though Ginny had never really heard truth to the rumours, assuming them to just be Gryffindor banter spread around bitterly. Sometimes in moments of self-reasoning she had questioned her feelings towards Malfoy, sure she was interested in him, but not romantically!
Ginny looked up in surprise when she noticed that the whole compartment was pretty much full, she noticed Hermione up the front, her back a little straighter from pride at being named head girl, not that there were many surprises there. Hermione noticed Ron gazing at Hermione in pride and love, they had been together since the summer after her 4th year, they're 5th.
Ginny cracked her back, noticing that a good 20 minutes had passed and neither Draco nor the headboy had appeared, that made it fairly certain in her mind to who was headboy. Just as she was thinking this he walked in, Ginny's pulse went up a tiny bit, she put it down to the fact she had just forgotten how good looking he was, she would admit it, Christ, all the girls in the school would admit he was good looking and this includes Hermione who loathes him. He blew his hair out of his eyes, a strange thing for the usually calm Malfoy. Ginny caught his eye, he smirked slightly at her but she couldn't see the same malice, maybe it was wishful thinking. Ginny saw Hermione glaring at him not in surprise though, she cleared her voice and spoke,
'Now that the headboy has finally decided to show up' Hermione said calmly pointing to Draco with her left hand whom just sneered at her. Hermione glared back and continued, 'We can start this meeting...'
Ginny heard a great deal about some ball plans or something, hall monitoring, the fact was she couldn't help watching Draco impatiently tap his foot against the ground the whole meeting. It didn't matter really; the meeting was really for the benefit of new prefects and for them to meet the new headboy and girl. He has nice shoes...Ginny though subconsciously, they were nice really, and it was just an odd thought really. Ginny noticed that nobody was speaking so she looked up and was startled when she saw Draco looking straight back at her. She started to blush furiously before she noticed that the compartment was empty, Hermione hadn't even bothered to wait for her.
'To busy looking at my feet were you Weasley?' Draco smirked at her before continuing coolly, 'I know I'm attractive but Weasley honestly don't you think it would have done you good to listen once in a while?'
Ginny felt her heart sink slightly, it's not that it came as a surprise she was just secretly hoping he would be different. She wouldn't take it from him though; no matter how she felt about his insults she would still take it like a Weasley and fight back.
'I was just surprised to see Dumbledore made a Malfoy headboy, awfully brave of him don't you think' Ginny replied at Draco's retreating back. He stopped and turned around slightly surprised, looking at her curiously as he realised that she might actually have a voice. His lip twitching slightly he replied simply, 'Yes'
Ginny watched him walk down the corridor before sighing loudly to herself, if she wanted to find out what he really was like she hadn't made much of a start. If she hadn't had been too busy being annoyed at herself she would have noticed she may have just made a little progress as Draco Malfoy paused in the corridor and turned around to glance at her, walking away shaking his head slightly.
A/N So what did you think? Tell me please, review! Flames are welcome but not entirely appreciated, but hey, who cares? Also VERY IMPORTANT, I need a beta – reader for this story, this story only so if there are any takers please tell me in a review.
Summary – Draco Malfoy fascinates Ginny Weasley, and not being a typical Gryffindor will this interest lead to something more? Disclaimer – I own nothing...I am sure you have read many of these, so as much as I wish I did come up with the Harry Potter idea, I am most certain if I was to tell you I did you probably wouldn't believe me anyway, so therefore it would be a waste of my time to try and convince you, am I babbling? Request – Apart from the ordinary begging for you to review, as it is only fair eh? I also would very much if anybody is interested in beta – reading this story please tell me in a review. I would also appreciate which is very picky, if you do kindly agree to beta – read I'd like to know if you've actually done it before? I know that sounds so stuck up but I'm just curious, but I'll take anyone because I am sure you're all great! A/N – This is newly edited because I re – read It and realised there were quite a few mistakes, although I am posting this at the same type as the second chapter so it's now as if I am cheating is it? Well actually, I might post the second chapter the day after posting this because I am definitely going to get somebody to Beta Read it!
Chapter One – Grey Eyes
Those grey eyes stayed put in Ginny Weasley's mind, the colour and depth just etched in there. Ginny flopped down onto her bed at the Burrow and sighed deeply, it was inconceivable for a Weasley to like a Malfoy, not that she did, it's just Draco Malfoy fascinated her. Perhaps she just thought that their was more to him that he showed, she knew...probably just her imagination running wild, but when she looked into his eyes at the train station at end of term they just didn't look the same.
'But you've never even spoken to him Gin' Luna Lovegood reminded Ginny, perched delicately on Ginny's desk chair.
Ginny smiled wryly, 'Yes I guess talk isn't the best word is it?'
'You know, talking isn't just saying words, you can talk in other ways' Luna added excitedly, causing Ginny to roll her eyes slightly.
'What'd you mean Lun?' Ginny replied sardonically.
'You can say more through eye contact than words' Luna added airily, then tilting her head she added, 'besides, when you speak to people you often don't mean what you say, or you don't say what you meant to say'
Ginny paused for a minute then nodding knowingly at Luna.
'Yes I get where your coming from Lun, but he is a Malfoy, he has no other feelings for any Weasley other than hate' Ginny argued
Luna snorted in a very un- ladylike manner, 'Oh and how would you know that?'
Ginny raised her voice slightly, taking this conversation much to seriously, 'HE SHOWS IT...' then continuing in a more civil tone, 'anyway I don't really care, it's not like I actually like him so I don't care if he hates me...which he does'
Luna sighed slightly, 'Alright, whatever Gin'
That night after Luna left Ginny wondered whether she really didn't care, maybe she just wanted to 'peel the onion' pull away the layers of hate, calmness and conceit to find a totally different person, it's not like she hadn't tried before. The whole Harry Potter scenario, now though, Ginny had began to think maybe there wasn't more to Harry than what she had seen, to tell the truth Harry was a little boring. "A typical Gryff' Ginny thought to herself, then wondered where the comment had come from, she, her whole family where Gryffindors. 'But you're not friends with any...' Ginny reminded herself...It was true, all her friends were Ravenclaws, and even, shock horror, a few Slytherins, Ginny just got along better with them. Narrowing her eyes Ginny thought, 'Gryffindors weren't all that great, of course she still loved them, for Christs sake she was one, but they were very narrow minded, they didn't see Slytherins as people, more likely as snakes or some other vile creature.' She'd never told her parents, or anybody really but the sorting hat had considered putting her into Slytherin...
Flashback
'Another Weasley' the sorting hat droned into a young Ginny's head.
Ginny shook her head to agree with the hat, forgetting for a second there was no need for it. The hat chuckled a rough hoarse kind of noise and then stopped, 'There is more to you though young Weasley' the hat continued, Ginny paused slightly, if she wasn't a Gryffindor she had no clue what her family would do, would they disown her? "Please, Gryffindor...Please' Ginny begged silently to the hat. "Gryffindor eh? I suppose that would be the logical choice eh? But I can't help thinking...Slytherin or even Ravenclaw would also fit you...Hufflepuff no...not Hufflepuff...but I suppose...if you must.... GRYFFINDOR it is' Ginny was relieved beyond words, and scurried over to her awaiting family, and didn't think of the moment any longer until she realised years later maybe it would have been the more logical choice actually.
End Flashback
Ginny laughed remembering the sorting hat's words, she wished now oddly, that she had been sorted into a different house, at least, her brothers would have noticed her that way, and she wouldn't be under their thumb either. It's funny really, that people only notice you when you don't want them too, when she had dated, Ron of course didn't approve, when she had failed a Divination exam Ron had noticed, ironically lecturing her despite him failing as well. He didn't notice of course that she had the highest potions and charms marks, or well above average DADA and transfiguration marks, or that she was actually a half decent Quidditch player, no he was too busy flocking after Harry or Hermione to care. In her fourth year it had been a little better, with everything going on she had talked to them sometimes, but during her 5th Harry had faced off with Lord Voldemort and won, then, and now after that they didn't pay her any attention. Not that she minded...it's not that she didn't love them, for gods sake, Harry had saved the world, but she just wasn't like them, they were like water and oil...fire and ice, they didn't mix. "Oh and you and Draco do?" a sarcastic voice in her head said. Of course they didn't...Ginny didn't shag endless girls, whoops...in her case guys just because she could, she didn't insult others just because she had different beliefs...But were they so different? Yes. Yes they were.
The holidays were probably the best of her life, the world was running smoothly since Voldemorts 'demise', everybody was happy, her father had been promoted in the ministry so they had a fair amount of money, and she and Colin, her only Gryffindor friend were going to go shopping! Colin...Ginny thought to herself, such a sweet yet crude guy, Gay of course...it hadn't shocked her when he told her the year before, he was just the type, fashionable, surprisingly very witty as well, he got along well with her Ravenclaw, and even Slytherin friends. Ginny threw on her only muggle clothes, a dark pair of jeans and a cream singlet top, it was hot outside being summer and all. Grabbing her purse she snatched some floo and shouted out that she was leaving. Her books and supplies had been got, but Ginny wanted some weekend wear, and there was to be a ball this year, a gown and some jewellery wouldn't go astray.
'Ready to shop your tiny arse off Gin?' Colin Creevey grinned at Ginny running his thin fingers through his hair.
Ginny was pooped. She never had been shopping with Colin before but he was a GOD, a shopping GOD, he could go for hours and he knew everything! Carrying at least 7 full bags Ginny dumped them on her bed and smiled when Hermione walked in eyeing her carefully.
"Goodness Gin, what have you done today?" Hermione asked peering into an open bag.
Ginny laughed at her Brother's girlfriends' curiosity. 'Do you want to see?" Ginny offered.
Ginny pulled out a bunch of muggle clothes before carefully showing Hermione her gown. It was the most beautiful item of clothing she had ever owned and Colin had insisted that is flattered her endlessly. It was silk, therefore quite expressive but it was a dark forest green, a colour that Colin said complimented her pale skin and fiery hair. It had a V-neck, a little revealing but hey, she was nearly 16...it was tight around the waist and flared out to her knees.
'OMG' Hermione shrieked, causing Ginny to crack up laughing, Hermione shrieking was quite rare.
Hermione jumped up and ran her fingers across the material, 'I got matching jewellery too..." Ginny added, causing Hermione to cover her mouth.
Ginny pulled out the jewellery she had splashed out on, she'd bought herself a matching necklace, and a ring which she decided she would just wear ordinarily. The necklace was slick silver chain, and on the end was a plain ruby, a shining ruby that Hermione assumed must be worth a fortune. It was just rough cut ruby, no silver or bronze around it, no tacky gold covering it, just fresh and by itself. The ring, which Ginny flashed at Hermione, was a rose gold band, just a simple band and on top was a small diamond, just a simple diamond but the ring oozed sophistication and taste, which is what Hermione told her when she saw it.
Hermione hadn't told anybody about Ginny's purchases on Ginny's command, especially the dress, but nobody could help noticing the ring, Ginny wasn't reprimanded about it but she saw the tight lipped expression on her mother's face who was used to skimping on jewellery for herself and daughter until recently.
Ginny followed her family through King's Cross station ready to walk through the barrier when she noticed a flash of blonde hair, her heart skipped a beat but she told herself it didn't matter. As Ron walked through the barrier she couldn't help straining her eyes past her father's head to get another look. She saw the boy, but when he turned around she saw it was just a muggle who from the front looked nothing like Draco Malfoy. Ginny frowned, pursing her lips together, but why should she have cared in the first place? Was she really that fascinated by the arrogant Slytherin? Somebody tapped Ginny on the shoulder. She turned around and saw her mother looking at her strangely.
"Your turn darling" she told her daughter pointing towards the barrier.
On the other side Ginny breathed in the scent strongly, it had always comforted her, yet excited her at the same time. She'd remembered ever since she was a young girl, the yearning when she got to the train station to say goodbye to her older brothers, the disappointment she had always felt when she didn't get to go with them.
Ginny was a prefect, not to the surprise of anybody else, Dumbledore definitely approved of her inter – house relationships, probably hoping she could help repair the rift between Gryffindors and Slytherins. Ginny twirled the ring around her finger, it had become a habit when she was nervous or not really in a comfortable situation.
Leaving her trunk in a spare compartment she made her way down to the Prefect's compartment for a meeting. She was the first one in and exchanged quick greetings with Ernie Macmillan the Hufflepuff Prefect, she noticed he wasn't head boy and she wondered who could possibly be head boy, she knew it wasn't Harry; a small hope rose inside her, could Draco Malfoy possibly be head boy? It would be a very Dumbledorish thing to do, controversial as well especially since his once falsely respected father had died fighting against the light side last year. It was always widely rumoured that Draco himself had once been a deatheater though Ginny had never really heard truth to the rumours, assuming them to just be Gryffindor banter spread around bitterly. Sometimes in moments of self-reasoning she had questioned her feelings towards Malfoy, sure she was interested in him, but not romantically!
Ginny looked up in surprise when she noticed that the whole compartment was pretty much full, she noticed Hermione up the front, her back a little straighter from pride at being named head girl, not that there were many surprises there. Hermione noticed Ron gazing at Hermione in pride and love, they had been together since the summer after her 4th year, they're 5th.
Ginny cracked her back, noticing that a good 20 minutes had passed and neither Draco nor the headboy had appeared, that made it fairly certain in her mind to who was headboy. Just as she was thinking this he walked in, Ginny's pulse went up a tiny bit, she put it down to the fact she had just forgotten how good looking he was, she would admit it, Christ, all the girls in the school would admit he was good looking and this includes Hermione who loathes him. He blew his hair out of his eyes, a strange thing for the usually calm Malfoy. Ginny caught his eye, he smirked slightly at her but she couldn't see the same malice, maybe it was wishful thinking. Ginny saw Hermione glaring at him not in surprise though, she cleared her voice and spoke,
'Now that the headboy has finally decided to show up' Hermione said calmly pointing to Draco with her left hand whom just sneered at her. Hermione glared back and continued, 'We can start this meeting...'
Ginny heard a great deal about some ball plans or something, hall monitoring, the fact was she couldn't help watching Draco impatiently tap his foot against the ground the whole meeting. It didn't matter really; the meeting was really for the benefit of new prefects and for them to meet the new headboy and girl. He has nice shoes...Ginny though subconsciously, they were nice really, and it was just an odd thought really. Ginny noticed that nobody was speaking so she looked up and was startled when she saw Draco looking straight back at her. She started to blush furiously before she noticed that the compartment was empty, Hermione hadn't even bothered to wait for her.
'To busy looking at my feet were you Weasley?' Draco smirked at her before continuing coolly, 'I know I'm attractive but Weasley honestly don't you think it would have done you good to listen once in a while?'
Ginny felt her heart sink slightly, it's not that it came as a surprise she was just secretly hoping he would be different. She wouldn't take it from him though; no matter how she felt about his insults she would still take it like a Weasley and fight back.
'I was just surprised to see Dumbledore made a Malfoy headboy, awfully brave of him don't you think' Ginny replied at Draco's retreating back. He stopped and turned around slightly surprised, looking at her curiously as he realised that she might actually have a voice. His lip twitching slightly he replied simply, 'Yes'
Ginny watched him walk down the corridor before sighing loudly to herself, if she wanted to find out what he really was like she hadn't made much of a start. If she hadn't had been too busy being annoyed at herself she would have noticed she may have just made a little progress as Draco Malfoy paused in the corridor and turned around to glance at her, walking away shaking his head slightly.
A/N So what did you think? Tell me please, review! Flames are welcome but not entirely appreciated, but hey, who cares? Also VERY IMPORTANT, I need a beta – reader for this story, this story only so if there are any takers please tell me in a review.