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Disclaimer: Doodeedoodeedoo! Hi! Okay! I own all of the teenagers. To make it simple, I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. I also do not own the country of the USA and any city within that country. I don't own the Salem Witch Academy as that school was imagined by JK Rowling. I doubt that JK Rowling would ever be overloaded with Algebra homework and is forced to deal with an hour of the Internet on Saturday and an hour on Sunday. So, I'm not JK Rowling. But, I do own anything that was never mentioned in the hp series! Oh! And Kito's MINE MINE MINE! (Yes, you are allowed to vote for him as one of my hostages, and I will lend him to you if you promise not to be bad.)
A/N: NUMBER SIX! IT HAS BEEN TWO OR THREE WEEKS! DON'T EAT ME! I HAVE AN EXCUSE! I had a severe case of writer's block. Anyways, since I love all of you so much, I will have the boys answer everyone's reviews. Yay for you!
Deme: *grin* Hello!
Dante: I don't like this chapter!
Kat Davi: Shut up, Dante, before you give something away.
Dante: You shut up!
Deme: Hey! Don't tell Kat to shut up!
Kat Davi: Both of you shut up! Reviews!
Deme: *grumbles* to OutofAzkaban- Kat says she hasn't read your story. She says she's sorry, but she has so many stories to read and so little time. Keep reviewing!
Dante: On to natyslacks- Kat will post all of the relations after we answer the reviews.
Deme: To Slytherin-Gryffindor gal- Kat says that she also loves the Dante and Cade thing. Wait. WHAT? SULLIVAN!? I'LL KILL HIM!
Dante: *runs off to Cade* I shall protect you, Cade! I will not let him kill you!
Kat: *blinks* I'm not saying a word.
Dante: Alrighty then, to Meg- Kat says she can't tell you the problem! It would ruin the story!
Kat Davi: *blinks*
Deme: To Dragon Fawn- *reads your review* You think Dante is hott? What about me? You think Uncle Harry should give 'the talk?' That's hilarious!
Dante: Is not... to Tara Layne- You like Kito! Well hah! Kito isn't in this chapter! That little bugger, how dare he wink at my cousin!
Kat Davi: Okay, that's all of the reviews! Onto the relationships, then to the story!
Deme and Dante: REVIEW!
Hunter and Adella and siblings. Dante and Ariana are siblings. Deme and Alexis are in no way related to Hunter, Adella, Dante, or Ariana. Hunter, Adella, Dante, and Ariana are all related (cousins).
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The Birds and the Bees
Adella sat on an emerald green sofa. Maria lay across Adella's lap, a habit that the sisters had done at least once a week. Adella was playing with Maria's long locks of pure white hair. Maria was recounting her dreams. Adella guessed that the younger girl had somehow found the kitchens last night and had something to eat, for the girl had some rather strange dreams. Adella's mind wandered off to quidditch. It was Saturday, and the tryouts were today. Each house would go in turns. And, of course, the Slytherins would show up at the Gryffindors' scheduled block, just to keep up appearances and reputations. Adella and Deme couldn't afford for everyone to find out that they associated with a few Gryffindors.
"What do you think it means?" Maria asked.
Adella snapped to attention. "Err?" came her unintelligent reply.
Maria rolled her eyes and sat up so that she was sitting beside her older sister.
"About my dream. What do you think it means?" Maria repeated.
"Oh, well... why don't you ask Ari?" she suggested. She couldn't even remember what Maria's dream was.
"Adella, Dante has been acting differently lately. I saw him... talking with Sullivan. He was laughing... and it wasn't fake," Maria whispered.
Adella looked down at the younger girl. Maria never missed anything. She was often quiet. Nobody really noticed her. That was how the girl came to know so much. It was like a century old spirit lived within the girl.
"Don't think about it too much. He'll explain soon enough."
~*~
"How could this happen?" Ron asked, his face paling.
Ginny leaned her head against her older brother's shoulder. Draco ran his hand through his hair, creating five rows. Demeter and Alonzo remained silent.
Hermione sighed. "The elements have decided to join in the coming war. They don't think that we can handle it alone."
Ron gulped. "Blaise?" The name on his lips shook slightly.
Draco closed his eyes. "Darkness," he replied.
"So Adella and Maria are—" Ron was cut off.
"Yes, Ron. Don't say it aloud. No matter how protected our home is, the house elves can still be tortured for information," Hermione said.
Ron put his hands over his face and exhaled a shaky sigh.
Draco held Hermione close. He really didn't know how Ron survived. If Hermione had disappeared, he would have lived in his room, sobbing over her possessions. Hermione rested her head against Draco's shoulder. Demeter looked up from her hand, which was holding Alonzo's, hand to look at Ron.
"Are you going to tell them?" she asked quietly.
"No! I can't tell Adella, she'll hate me. So will Maria," he exclaimed.
Ginny sighed. "Hunter and the boys will be upset too," she whispered.
"But it's best to tell them, rather than let them find out on their own," Alonzo said.
Ron groaned. "I'll tell them in a month. I'd rather let them have fun before we ruin their lives," he said.
They all succumbed to silence, contemplating the change of events.
~*~
Alexis looked at her watch as they walked onto the quidditch pitch. She and a large group of Gryffindors she didn't even know were coming for practice. Wood, Ariana, Dante, Hunter, and Jacob all stood by one of the goals. They gathered around the team as Wood stepped forward.
"Alright you lot, the positions that are available are chaser and beater. Gryffindor has won the Quidditch Cup for the past twenty years, and I plan to add on another year to that total since this is my last year here," he said.
Alexis noticed, with disgust, that all of the other girls except for herself and Ariana had whined with sadness. They both rolled their eyes.
"Now, we'll start wi—" Wood was cut off as his attention was diverted by a mass of green.
"Of course, Wood, you failed to mention the fact that our team won the most. Had it not been for all the cancellations you called, we would have won the Quidditch cup ever since I became captain," came a drawl.
That same group of girls sighed whimsically at the blonde heartthrob. Alexis smirked. Deme could never miss a minute of insulting his competition. Wood frowned.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Wood asked. "This is our tryout block."
Deme sneered and shoved some parchment into Wood's hand.
"On Snape's permission, we have switched blocks," Deme drawled.
"Now see here, Malfoy! We were given the longest block because we have the largest group. You have the smallest group," Wood snapped.
"Fine. We'll share this block. We get the left side, you get the right," Deme drawled.
Wood gave his reluctant assent through gritted teeth. Deme smirked. There wasn't much you could do against a professor's permission note.
Deme chuckled and led his team and Newbies to the other side of the field. Wood glared at Deme before returning to the group.
"Alright, first I want all of you to play as beater. I know some of you want to be chasers, but just in case you're not very good at being a chaser, you may have a chance at being a beater. Now, who doesn't have a broom with them?" Wood asked.
A third year raised her hand. "Accio Blur1000," he called.
An old brand broom flew into Wood's awaiting hand. Sure, it was a lot faster than the Firebolt, but it was like a snail compared to the Lightspeed3000, the BlackLightning4000, the Firebolt10000, and the best of them all, the AurorialusMax6000. Wood handed the broom to the girl who blushed madly. Alexis and Ariana snorted as they mounted their brooms. Everyone rose into the air. A kid or two were a bit wobbly.
A clipboard was magically bound to Wood's broomstick. Wood levitated a club up to each player. Hunter smirked and banged his club against Dante's club. Dante chuckled at the paleness of some of the younger kids' faces. Ariana and Jacob laughed.
"Get ready, guys," Wood warned as he pointed his wand at the spare quidditch trunk. The Slytherins had the other trunk.
"Finite Incantatem."
The bludgers shot out of the trunk as soon as those two words were yelled. Ariana left eh circle and began to circle their side of the pitch.
"You aim at Ariana. Don't feel bad if you don't hit her. It's almost impossible for her to get hit. Se's our smallest quidditch player, so she's the fastest and most agile," Wood bellowed out to them all.
Everyone nodded. Jacob ducked as a bludgers came at him. Reynolds swung at the canon-like ball but ended up hitting Jacob's shoulder.
"Hey! Watch it! Do I look like a bludgers to you?" Jacob exclaimed.
Wood shook his head and wrote something on his clipboard.
The bludgers came again. William Weasley (Bill's youngest son), who was in his seventh year, was the bludger's target. [Laurence Weasley (Charlie's son) had made William try out this year.] William's bat easily connected with the cannon-like ball. The ball went towards Ariana but missed by a foot. William grinned and waited as the others tried. Brenda Shove actually hit it, but didn't hit it very hard. By the time everyone had tried, only three people got the bludgers close to Ariana. Wood, with difficulty, strapped the bludger back into the trunk. He pulled the quaffle out and returned to the air.
"Alright. I'm going to see how you handle the quaffle. We'll fly around our half and just pass the ball around. No scoring," Wood called.
He nodded to Jamar Taylor and the two started circling their half of the pitch. They passed the ball back and forth. Jamar fumbled the ball a lot.
Dante passed the quaffle to Alexis. She nearly dropped it. Ariana flew to her side.
"Alexis, it's just like soccer (football for us Americans)," Ariana said.
Alexis nodded and threw the ball to Wood. He threw it back, with more force than Dante's throw. She caught it and passed it back. They made a few passes, each pass becoming cleaner and crisper.
Tryouts continued on as everyone tried out. Most of the people there had no chance of making the team, but they tried. Ariana was ready to return to the ground, but was stopped by her surname being yelled. Both she and Dante looked up.
"Four-eyes, not The Freak." Came the high-pitched drawl.
Ariana glared at the bleach blonde, violet-eyed whore that flew towards her. Brandi Braddock's tiny form was seductively wrapped around the broom. It was no surprise that the girl was wearing a skirt. Ariana rolled her eyes.
"What is it, Braddock?" she asked, her voice could have frazzled old Voldy's nerves.
"So Wood says you're the fastest quidditch player in school. Care to test that theory, Potter?" Braddock drawled.
"Sorry to tell you this, Braddock, but it is not a theory. It is a fact. And I'm always up for weak competition," Ariana replied.
She hated Brandi. Always sneaking into Demetrius's bed.
Brandi smirked and turned to Deme. "Be sure to cheer for me, Deme-baby," she cooed.
Ariana growled. That bitch! She knew that if Deme cheered for her his reputation would be ruined. Deme rolled his eyes. Brandi flew over to Ariana so that they were level with each other. Alexis flew up to them both.
"Ready? Set. Go!" she yelled.
Ariana bent down so that her torso was against the AurorialusMax6000's sleek stick. Brandi rode a Firebolt10000. They both sped off at breakneck speed. Brandi was ahead. Ariana put on a burst of speed as they continued around the pitch. All of the Slytherins watched with something akin to amusement.
Ariana growled as Brandi came to her side. She tapped the handle and rubbed her thumb against the brand. The Malfoy family had created the AurorialusMax6000. The 6000 was the newest issue. The AurorialusMax was the first model. The broom hummed before reaching over two hundred miles an hour.
"COME ON ARI!" Alexis yelled.
Dante and Hunter whooped loudly. Ari looked to Brandi, who had come to her side, again.
"You know what Braddock?" she asked.
"What?" Brandi scowled.
"You're a slut, and you need to realize something. You can't always be dominant," Ariana hissed.
Brandi's jaw dropped. Ari smirked and urged her broom forward. Wood held his arm out some way away. She zoomed by him.
Dante laughed at the pathetic look on Brandi's face.
"Dante!" came a high-pitched voice.
A first year girl came running towards him. Her second hand robes bagging around her form.
"Dante! Professor Potter would like to see you in his office!" she yelled.
Dante nodded and flew to the north tower. The window was open. He flew in. His father sat in a chair, polishing his BlackLightning4000. He had a collection of every broomstick brand ever made.
"You called, Dad?" Dante asked as he sat down across from the famous, Harry Potter.
"Yes, Dante. I'd like to discuss something with you. Grandma gave your mother and me this explanation, and your mother started giggling every time I asked her to help me explain this," Harry explained.
Dante paled. 'He isn't!'
"Dante, have you ever head of the birds and the bees?" Harry asked
'He is.'
An hour later, Dante stepped out of his father's office, visibly ashen. Ariana was standing by the doorway.
"He doesn't know you're gay, does he?" she asked.
Date shook his head. She immediately started laughing. It was one thing to get 'the birds and the bees' talk. It was another thing to get that talk when you're gay.
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Did you like it? I'm not sure about it. I wasn't very happy with the quidditch tryouts. READ AND REVIEW!
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Disclaimer: Doodeedoodeedoo! Hi! Okay! I own all of the teenagers. To make it simple, I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. I also do not own the country of the USA and any city within that country. I don't own the Salem Witch Academy as that school was imagined by JK Rowling. I doubt that JK Rowling would ever be overloaded with Algebra homework and is forced to deal with an hour of the Internet on Saturday and an hour on Sunday. So, I'm not JK Rowling. But, I do own anything that was never mentioned in the hp series! Oh! And Kito's MINE MINE MINE! (Yes, you are allowed to vote for him as one of my hostages, and I will lend him to you if you promise not to be bad.)
A/N: NUMBER SIX! IT HAS BEEN TWO OR THREE WEEKS! DON'T EAT ME! I HAVE AN EXCUSE! I had a severe case of writer's block. Anyways, since I love all of you so much, I will have the boys answer everyone's reviews. Yay for you!
Deme: *grin* Hello!
Dante: I don't like this chapter!
Kat Davi: Shut up, Dante, before you give something away.
Dante: You shut up!
Deme: Hey! Don't tell Kat to shut up!
Kat Davi: Both of you shut up! Reviews!
Deme: *grumbles* to OutofAzkaban- Kat says she hasn't read your story. She says she's sorry, but she has so many stories to read and so little time. Keep reviewing!
Dante: On to natyslacks- Kat will post all of the relations after we answer the reviews.
Deme: To Slytherin-Gryffindor gal- Kat says that she also loves the Dante and Cade thing. Wait. WHAT? SULLIVAN!? I'LL KILL HIM!
Dante: *runs off to Cade* I shall protect you, Cade! I will not let him kill you!
Kat: *blinks* I'm not saying a word.
Dante: Alrighty then, to Meg- Kat says she can't tell you the problem! It would ruin the story!
Kat Davi: *blinks*
Deme: To Dragon Fawn- *reads your review* You think Dante is hott? What about me? You think Uncle Harry should give 'the talk?' That's hilarious!
Dante: Is not... to Tara Layne- You like Kito! Well hah! Kito isn't in this chapter! That little bugger, how dare he wink at my cousin!
Kat Davi: Okay, that's all of the reviews! Onto the relationships, then to the story!
Deme and Dante: REVIEW!
Hunter and Adella and siblings. Dante and Ariana are siblings. Deme and Alexis are in no way related to Hunter, Adella, Dante, or Ariana. Hunter, Adella, Dante, and Ariana are all related (cousins).
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The Birds and the Bees
Adella sat on an emerald green sofa. Maria lay across Adella's lap, a habit that the sisters had done at least once a week. Adella was playing with Maria's long locks of pure white hair. Maria was recounting her dreams. Adella guessed that the younger girl had somehow found the kitchens last night and had something to eat, for the girl had some rather strange dreams. Adella's mind wandered off to quidditch. It was Saturday, and the tryouts were today. Each house would go in turns. And, of course, the Slytherins would show up at the Gryffindors' scheduled block, just to keep up appearances and reputations. Adella and Deme couldn't afford for everyone to find out that they associated with a few Gryffindors.
"What do you think it means?" Maria asked.
Adella snapped to attention. "Err?" came her unintelligent reply.
Maria rolled her eyes and sat up so that she was sitting beside her older sister.
"About my dream. What do you think it means?" Maria repeated.
"Oh, well... why don't you ask Ari?" she suggested. She couldn't even remember what Maria's dream was.
"Adella, Dante has been acting differently lately. I saw him... talking with Sullivan. He was laughing... and it wasn't fake," Maria whispered.
Adella looked down at the younger girl. Maria never missed anything. She was often quiet. Nobody really noticed her. That was how the girl came to know so much. It was like a century old spirit lived within the girl.
"Don't think about it too much. He'll explain soon enough."
~*~
"How could this happen?" Ron asked, his face paling.
Ginny leaned her head against her older brother's shoulder. Draco ran his hand through his hair, creating five rows. Demeter and Alonzo remained silent.
Hermione sighed. "The elements have decided to join in the coming war. They don't think that we can handle it alone."
Ron gulped. "Blaise?" The name on his lips shook slightly.
Draco closed his eyes. "Darkness," he replied.
"So Adella and Maria are—" Ron was cut off.
"Yes, Ron. Don't say it aloud. No matter how protected our home is, the house elves can still be tortured for information," Hermione said.
Ron put his hands over his face and exhaled a shaky sigh.
Draco held Hermione close. He really didn't know how Ron survived. If Hermione had disappeared, he would have lived in his room, sobbing over her possessions. Hermione rested her head against Draco's shoulder. Demeter looked up from her hand, which was holding Alonzo's, hand to look at Ron.
"Are you going to tell them?" she asked quietly.
"No! I can't tell Adella, she'll hate me. So will Maria," he exclaimed.
Ginny sighed. "Hunter and the boys will be upset too," she whispered.
"But it's best to tell them, rather than let them find out on their own," Alonzo said.
Ron groaned. "I'll tell them in a month. I'd rather let them have fun before we ruin their lives," he said.
They all succumbed to silence, contemplating the change of events.
~*~
Alexis looked at her watch as they walked onto the quidditch pitch. She and a large group of Gryffindors she didn't even know were coming for practice. Wood, Ariana, Dante, Hunter, and Jacob all stood by one of the goals. They gathered around the team as Wood stepped forward.
"Alright you lot, the positions that are available are chaser and beater. Gryffindor has won the Quidditch Cup for the past twenty years, and I plan to add on another year to that total since this is my last year here," he said.
Alexis noticed, with disgust, that all of the other girls except for herself and Ariana had whined with sadness. They both rolled their eyes.
"Now, we'll start wi—" Wood was cut off as his attention was diverted by a mass of green.
"Of course, Wood, you failed to mention the fact that our team won the most. Had it not been for all the cancellations you called, we would have won the Quidditch cup ever since I became captain," came a drawl.
That same group of girls sighed whimsically at the blonde heartthrob. Alexis smirked. Deme could never miss a minute of insulting his competition. Wood frowned.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Wood asked. "This is our tryout block."
Deme sneered and shoved some parchment into Wood's hand.
"On Snape's permission, we have switched blocks," Deme drawled.
"Now see here, Malfoy! We were given the longest block because we have the largest group. You have the smallest group," Wood snapped.
"Fine. We'll share this block. We get the left side, you get the right," Deme drawled.
Wood gave his reluctant assent through gritted teeth. Deme smirked. There wasn't much you could do against a professor's permission note.
Deme chuckled and led his team and Newbies to the other side of the field. Wood glared at Deme before returning to the group.
"Alright, first I want all of you to play as beater. I know some of you want to be chasers, but just in case you're not very good at being a chaser, you may have a chance at being a beater. Now, who doesn't have a broom with them?" Wood asked.
A third year raised her hand. "Accio Blur1000," he called.
An old brand broom flew into Wood's awaiting hand. Sure, it was a lot faster than the Firebolt, but it was like a snail compared to the Lightspeed3000, the BlackLightning4000, the Firebolt10000, and the best of them all, the AurorialusMax6000. Wood handed the broom to the girl who blushed madly. Alexis and Ariana snorted as they mounted their brooms. Everyone rose into the air. A kid or two were a bit wobbly.
A clipboard was magically bound to Wood's broomstick. Wood levitated a club up to each player. Hunter smirked and banged his club against Dante's club. Dante chuckled at the paleness of some of the younger kids' faces. Ariana and Jacob laughed.
"Get ready, guys," Wood warned as he pointed his wand at the spare quidditch trunk. The Slytherins had the other trunk.
"Finite Incantatem."
The bludgers shot out of the trunk as soon as those two words were yelled. Ariana left eh circle and began to circle their side of the pitch.
"You aim at Ariana. Don't feel bad if you don't hit her. It's almost impossible for her to get hit. Se's our smallest quidditch player, so she's the fastest and most agile," Wood bellowed out to them all.
Everyone nodded. Jacob ducked as a bludgers came at him. Reynolds swung at the canon-like ball but ended up hitting Jacob's shoulder.
"Hey! Watch it! Do I look like a bludgers to you?" Jacob exclaimed.
Wood shook his head and wrote something on his clipboard.
The bludgers came again. William Weasley (Bill's youngest son), who was in his seventh year, was the bludger's target. [Laurence Weasley (Charlie's son) had made William try out this year.] William's bat easily connected with the cannon-like ball. The ball went towards Ariana but missed by a foot. William grinned and waited as the others tried. Brenda Shove actually hit it, but didn't hit it very hard. By the time everyone had tried, only three people got the bludgers close to Ariana. Wood, with difficulty, strapped the bludger back into the trunk. He pulled the quaffle out and returned to the air.
"Alright. I'm going to see how you handle the quaffle. We'll fly around our half and just pass the ball around. No scoring," Wood called.
He nodded to Jamar Taylor and the two started circling their half of the pitch. They passed the ball back and forth. Jamar fumbled the ball a lot.
Dante passed the quaffle to Alexis. She nearly dropped it. Ariana flew to her side.
"Alexis, it's just like soccer (football for us Americans)," Ariana said.
Alexis nodded and threw the ball to Wood. He threw it back, with more force than Dante's throw. She caught it and passed it back. They made a few passes, each pass becoming cleaner and crisper.
Tryouts continued on as everyone tried out. Most of the people there had no chance of making the team, but they tried. Ariana was ready to return to the ground, but was stopped by her surname being yelled. Both she and Dante looked up.
"Four-eyes, not The Freak." Came the high-pitched drawl.
Ariana glared at the bleach blonde, violet-eyed whore that flew towards her. Brandi Braddock's tiny form was seductively wrapped around the broom. It was no surprise that the girl was wearing a skirt. Ariana rolled her eyes.
"What is it, Braddock?" she asked, her voice could have frazzled old Voldy's nerves.
"So Wood says you're the fastest quidditch player in school. Care to test that theory, Potter?" Braddock drawled.
"Sorry to tell you this, Braddock, but it is not a theory. It is a fact. And I'm always up for weak competition," Ariana replied.
She hated Brandi. Always sneaking into Demetrius's bed.
Brandi smirked and turned to Deme. "Be sure to cheer for me, Deme-baby," she cooed.
Ariana growled. That bitch! She knew that if Deme cheered for her his reputation would be ruined. Deme rolled his eyes. Brandi flew over to Ariana so that they were level with each other. Alexis flew up to them both.
"Ready? Set. Go!" she yelled.
Ariana bent down so that her torso was against the AurorialusMax6000's sleek stick. Brandi rode a Firebolt10000. They both sped off at breakneck speed. Brandi was ahead. Ariana put on a burst of speed as they continued around the pitch. All of the Slytherins watched with something akin to amusement.
Ariana growled as Brandi came to her side. She tapped the handle and rubbed her thumb against the brand. The Malfoy family had created the AurorialusMax6000. The 6000 was the newest issue. The AurorialusMax was the first model. The broom hummed before reaching over two hundred miles an hour.
"COME ON ARI!" Alexis yelled.
Dante and Hunter whooped loudly. Ari looked to Brandi, who had come to her side, again.
"You know what Braddock?" she asked.
"What?" Brandi scowled.
"You're a slut, and you need to realize something. You can't always be dominant," Ariana hissed.
Brandi's jaw dropped. Ari smirked and urged her broom forward. Wood held his arm out some way away. She zoomed by him.
Dante laughed at the pathetic look on Brandi's face.
"Dante!" came a high-pitched voice.
A first year girl came running towards him. Her second hand robes bagging around her form.
"Dante! Professor Potter would like to see you in his office!" she yelled.
Dante nodded and flew to the north tower. The window was open. He flew in. His father sat in a chair, polishing his BlackLightning4000. He had a collection of every broomstick brand ever made.
"You called, Dad?" Dante asked as he sat down across from the famous, Harry Potter.
"Yes, Dante. I'd like to discuss something with you. Grandma gave your mother and me this explanation, and your mother started giggling every time I asked her to help me explain this," Harry explained.
Dante paled. 'He isn't!'
"Dante, have you ever head of the birds and the bees?" Harry asked
'He is.'
An hour later, Dante stepped out of his father's office, visibly ashen. Ariana was standing by the doorway.
"He doesn't know you're gay, does he?" she asked.
Date shook his head. She immediately started laughing. It was one thing to get 'the birds and the bees' talk. It was another thing to get that talk when you're gay.
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Did you like it? I'm not sure about it. I wasn't very happy with the quidditch tryouts. READ AND REVIEW!
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