A/N: Yes, Ginny has two soul mates... hehehe; I did tell you that she and Adrian wouldn't be able to handle the power by themselves in like chapter 12... so I fixed the problem.... Yay! Another chapter to read! Yay! Don't kill me yet, there are one or two more chapters and a sequel!!!
Chapter 33
"Alanna, where are we?" Harry asked sharply, confused. "This isn't the Department of Mysteries."
"Right," Xander said. "This is Claudette's Palace. That," he pointed to Darius, "is her youngest son, Darius. And we are in a load of shit right now."
"Too right," came another voice from the doorway. Claudette stood there, her face streaked with ash and her clothing bloody and torn. "My I ask why the Crown Prince of Hell is in my castle and why he's staring at my son like that?" she growled, her eyes blood red.
Harry and Draco gulped and hid behind Alanna, who scowled at them. "You two took on Satan and won," she muttered. "Why's a vampire scary?"
"That's not just a Vampire, that's Claudette and she's as scary as you are!!" Draco whimpered.
"Grandmother, explain!" Claudette snapped, using the no nonsense voice she had inherited from Alanna.
Alanna and Xander sighed. "We don't know what happened," Xander said, trying to placate his granddaughter. "We got here and they were like this." Claudette turned her patented Death Glare (TM) on Harry.
Harry gulped. "Um, we shot out of the portal and Ginny was holding Adrian on her lap. He woke up and then Darius came in and they just started staring at each other. Alanna and Xander showed up after that."
"I see. I take it then that they're mind locked?" Claudette asked, placing a hand on her son's brow. "Has anyone tried to reach them telepathically?"
"I don't know what kind of effects that'll have," Alanna started to say but gave up when Harry and Draco clamped their hands on Ginny's temples.
A minute later, Ginny, Adrian and Darius blinked and shook their heads as if clearing cobwebs. Ginny swayed and her brothers lowered her to the ground, holding her tightly.
"Darius, honey, are you all right?" Claudette asked her son gently. Darius nodded unsteadily, his face pale.
"I'm fine, not that anyone cares," Adrian grumbled. Alanna winced and Xander rubbed her back.
"Could we get back to Hogwarts?" Xander asked. "We have a lot of healing to do. Adrian, I suggest you find something to do as we just blew Clautius and his realm to Hell, no pun intended."
Claudette sighed and nodded. "We'll help." She turned and stared at Adrian mistrustfully. "You better be gone by the time we're back."
Focusing, Harry and Draco created an Apparation zone and everyone, with the exception of Adrian, disappeared.
Deep inside the ruins of Clautius's realm, five figures sat, fury radiating off of them in waves. "What the hell was that?" the human woman screamed, her cerulean eyes flashing. She ran a hand through her pale blond hair "Everything's destroyed!"
"Morgan, we know! Father, what the hell happened? How could two TEENAGERS produce so much power??" a pale skinned demon with horns growing from his forehead, enormous black claws, fangs and waist length jet black hair asked.
"Lucifer, Morgan, be calm," Clautius said wearily. "We aren't dead, so we can rebuild. As for the teenagers, I have something planned for them. We must find Adrian. Baal!"
An enormous, skeletal figure wrapped in pitch black robes glided over. "Yessss, Father?" he hissed eerily.
"Use your children on Earth to find Adrian and bring him home. Make sure he is unharmed."
"As you wissssh, Father," the figure hissed and disappeared.
"All right, then, Father, where do we start?" an enormous, scarlet skinned demon with curling horns and a shock of close cropped white hair asked, pacing back and forth.
"Well, Beelzebub," Clautius said with a grin, "We can start by recreating our worlds, and all its members. It's too bad the Veils were destroyed, because it was a bitch to create those. Then-"
Adrian and Baal appeared with a small pop. "Sorry, Father, I found myself being shot out of a Veil onto Earth without a good idea of how to return," Adrian said by way of greeting. He hugged Morgan, and sat down with a grin. "What have I missed?"
"What happened?" Morgan asked, hugging her father, Adrian. "Father, where did you go?"
Adrian hesitated for only a second. "I was blown out the portal into Claudette's palace. I left immediately, and Baal found me," he said, leaving out any mention of Darius and Ginny.
"Well, you're safe and not in Alanna's clutches, so that's the important thing," Morgan said, wrinkling her nose at Alanna's name.
"She's still your mother," Adrian said with a wry grin. "Don't defame her name. Much," he added as an afterthought.
Over the next several hours, Harry, Draco and the rest of the Demigods were worked to the bone, caring for the injured soldiers. Over fifteen hundred of them had to be healed, ranging from second degree burns to eviscerations.
Once Severus had drunk the potion Ginny had given him, he fell into a coma, unreachable by even telepathy. Draco and Harry sat by his bedside for almost twenty four hours straight. Monday morning found them still sitting there, Harry holding Laurel's hand while Draco held Severus', squeezing it gently.
Come on, Uncle Sev, I know you can hear me. I want you two to come back to us. It's scary seeing you two lying there so still. Please, Uncle Sev, please. A hand landed on Draco's shoulder and he looked up into the understanding eyes of Madam Pomfrey.
"It's all right Dearie," she said comfortingly. "Now, the question is that it's Monday morning. Will you go to class, or would you like me to write you two an excuse?"
"Who's taking over Uncle Sev's classes?" Harry asked, biting his lip.
"Me," Xander said from the doorway. "And before you ask, I am competent to teach," he said, holding up a hand to stall Draco's obvious questions. "I've held a Potions Mastery for almost four hundred years, as well as Defense, Dark Arts, Herbology, and two Martial Arts sixth degree black belts."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Is there anything you can't do?" he asked, shaking his head.
"He still can't get a soufflé right, he still can't kick my ass in a fair fight with no distractions, and he's horrible with remembering important dates, but other than that," Alanna said, smirking, "He's damn near perfect."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Can you be any sappier?"
"So, class or not?" Madam Pomfrey asked, holding out two passes. "If you don't go to Care of Magical Creatures, you are going right to your dorms to sleep. You were in the battle too, and you've been awake for over forty eight hours. Get some rest."
Harry and Draco took the passes wearily and Apparated straight to their dorms. "Now that you mention it," Harry said, yawning. "I'm really tired." He collapsed onto his bed, Draco following him immediately. They only had enough strength to magic off their clothes and tuck themselves in before sleep claimed them.
Harry groaned and opened his eyes. Beside him, Draco was blinking sleepily. "What time is it?" the blond asked groggily.
Harry flicked his wrist, and glowing numbers appeared in midair. "6:10," Harry muttered.
"AM or PM?" Draco wondered. AM, the lights blinked.
"We slept for twenty three hours," Harry grumbled, rolling out of bed. He searched for clothing, throwing shirts and pairs of pants all over the room in his efforts. Draco snickered as the clothes landed on chairs, beds, and winced when a black silk shirt hit him in the face.
"Watch it!" he snapped.
"Actually, you slept for forty seven hours," an amused voice cut in. They turned around and blushed, Harry diving for the cover, suddenly aware he was completely naked. Lily stood in the doorway, resting wearily on the stone door jam. "Redecorating?" she asked wryly, staring at the clothes strewn room.
"Mum, are you all right?" Harry asked, finding a pair of boxers, pulling them on hastily, standing up and hugging her.
"I'm fine, just tired. I'm teaching more classes and it's taking a lot out of me, especially now that I'm almost seven months along. Besides, now that Sirius is back, he, James and Remus are up at all hours, plotting insidious pranks to pull on unsuspecting students. You'd think that fifteen years of being Home with Mother, he'd grow up a little. But no," she muttered. Harry sat her down on the chair at his desk.
"Mum, you need to take it easy," he chided gently.
"Well, we all know you two did," she grinned impishly. "What, that marathon sex session in the face of danger wear my poor baby out so badly he had to sleep for two days?" she snickered.
Draco almost fell off the bed from laughing so hard. "MUM!" Harry yelled, scandalized. "I'm not going to tell YOU that! Speaking of babies, how's Junior?" he asked, patting his Mum's very rounded stomach.
"He enjoyed the exercise," she said with pride. "And he's almost as strong as you are. Normally, James and I can manage fifty to one hundred people tagging along in our Apparation zone. With Gareth Alexander boosting us, quite willingly, we took four hundred people to the Infirmary with ease."
"Gareth Alexander? He decided?" Harry asked. Lily's stomach glowed silver, tickling Harry's hand. "Hey, bro," Harry said softly, pushing back with an emerald beam. The two intermixed, and Harry felt a wave of contentment and curiosity surrounding his mind. Gareth? he asked softly. The emotions changed to pure joy. "Hey, this feels cool!"
Draco shot out of bed. "Let me!" he said eagerly, all sleepiness gone.
Lily snickered. "All right, but I have to get to breakfast by seven thirty," she warned. She swirled with scarlet, and the three of them spent an hour 'talking' with Gareth.
Alanna bent over the toilet again, retching miserably. Ohhh, I hate being sick.... she moaned. Xander, I don't think I can go to breakfast.
Xander appeared in the doorway, concern etched on his face. "I'm taking you to Madam Pomfrey," he snapped. "This has gone on long enough. You've been sick since we started training two months ago."
No! You can't make me! I HATE Healers!!! she hissed as he grabbed her arm. She turned back and dry heaved weakly.
Watch me, he said angrily and Apparated them straight to the Hospital Wing.
"MADAM POMFREY!!!!" he bellowed. She came running out of the back and stopped, slack jawed, as Xander wrestled his soul mate onto a bed and then magicked her to the bed so she couldn't run away. "She's been throwing up for two months every morning but it clears up by the afternoon in time for classes. She's eating weird food combinations and has incredible mood swings. What the hell is wrong with her??"
Madam Pomfrey started giggling. "All right, I'll run a few tests, but I can already guess. Alanna, you've missed a few monthly cycles, right?"
Alanna paled. "Oh no," she moaned quietly. "I thought it was because I dropped weight from the training!"
Madam Pomfrey paled. "How much weight have you lost?" she demanded. "You were thin to begin with!"
"About ten kilos," Alanna admitted. "I can't keep anything down!"
"I'll give you medication for nausea. You MUUST eat. It's imperative. No alcohol either."
Alanna groaned and shook her head. "All right, no more parties, not even at the Finals and the award ceremony afterwards. Shit!"
Xander finally lost his patience. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!" he finally bellowed.
Madam Pomfrey sniffed and muttered at pregnancy indicator. Alanna's stomach glowed pink. "Congratulations, it's a girl."
Xander stared at Alanna's stomach, his eyes wide. "You're - you're pregnant and YOU WENT INTO HELL????" he screamed, fire shooting from his eyes. An instant later, the entire Hospital Wing was on engulfed in flames. Alanna put it out with a wave of her hand.
"I didn't know!!" she insisted.
"You put not only yourself but the life of our CHILD at risk!!" he yelled, the entire school shuddering with the power.
Draco, Harry, Lily, and James looked at each other from where they were sitting in the Dungeons and sighed.
"What is it now?" Harry asked wearily. "Don't we get a rest?" They Apparated to the source of the shudders.
In the Great Hall, students who had arrived early for Breakfast shrieked and dove under the tables, certain the building was about to fall apart. All throughout the school, students dove under beds or ran for exits, certain all hell had broken loose and they were about to die.
Harry, Draco Lily and Lames landed in the Hospital Wing and were immediately assaulted by flames and flood. Madam Pomfrey was hiding in her office and the rest of the regular Hospital ward had been turned into a war zone. Alanna and Xander stood in the center of it all, snarling and hurling curses at each other.
Harry and Draco rolled their eyes and threw shields around the two of them. "SEPERATE!!!" Lily bellowed. Harry and Draco moved the two of them to opposite sides of the room, shaking their heads in bemusement.
Alanna tried to throw herself through the shield, with absolutely no success. On the other side of the room, Xander tried to blast his way out, but only succeeded in slamming himself in the stomach when the energy ball rebounded. He fell to the bottom of the shield, gasping.
Lily and James cleared the room of any smoke, soot, craters and water and, on a whim, even replaced the linen and made the beds. Madam Pomfrey hugged James, relieved. "Thank God, I thought they were going to destroy the whole school! Oh, could I have a new door?" she asked quickly. James turned around. The door had been blasted off its hinges and reduced to kindling. He waved his hand and the door was replaced. Lily walked into the private room at the back to check on Severus and Laurel.
Harry walked over to Alanna; Draco walked over to Xander. "What's going on?" they asked their respective adults.
Alanna threw her hands into the air. "I had NO idea I was pregnant!!" she spat, glaring daggers at her soul mate. "But he refuses to believe that! He thinks I would DELIBERATELY put my child's life in danger!! Then he started throwing curses at me! He's ENDAGERING his child!!!"
Harry's mind stopped working at the word pregnant. "You're pregnant?" He blurted out. Impulsively, he lowered the shields and hugged her. "Congratulations!!!"
Xander scowled. Alanna glared at him. "See," she spat," SOMEONE'S happy I'm pregnant!" Xander snarled and threw a fireball that engulfed his hair. Draco grinned and put out the flames.
"She took our CHILD into HELL!!!" he yelled, energy crackling around his hands. "SHE WAS SO BUSY PLAYING SOLDIER THAT SHE COULDN'T FIGURE OUT SHE WAS PREGNANT AND RISKED OUR CHILD!!!
"SCREW YOU, ASSHOLE!!" she screamed, and threw an energy bolt that crackled and ricocheted off of the shields, hitting the wall. Harry sighed and put a shield around her again. She promptly sat down inside and sulked, starting to cry quietly. "You think I don't feel horrible enough??" she sobbed. "I didn't even know! You're right; I put our daughter at risk! I feel like a terrible, unfit parent!"
The energy around Xander's hands vanished, as did the two shields. Xander appeared next to Alanna and cradled her in his arms. "It's my fault, too," he soothed. "I've only helped you go through morning sickness several hundred times in my life. I should have suspected. But I was too busy playing soldier too." Harry calmly repaired the crater in the wall, and the five spectators walked out quietly, shaking their heads.
"I think Alanna's not the only one having mood swings," Harry said quietly, completely shaken.
"There was enough estrogen in that room for an army of pregnant women," James muttered. Lily smacked him.
"What?" he complained, rubbing the back of his head. "There was!" Lily smacked him again.
They strode into the Great Hall and watched as the students nervously crawled from under their tables. "Is it safe?" a first year Hufflepuff asked timidly.
Draco sighed. "Yes, you can all come out now. Alanna and Xander just had a minor disagreement."
Shocked and incredulous, the students started whispering to each other. Harry overheard one stammer, "But- but if that was minor, what happens when it's major?"
The planet blows up. Lily rolled her eyes and sat down at the Slytherin Tables, everyone else following her. Harry tried not to gag too much as she ate pickles with her pancakes.
Later that afternoon, after Quidditch practice, Madam Hooch called them all into the center of the Pitch. "Now, I could have them postpone the match," she said, getting right to the point. "You've been involved in rescuing Sirius Black and Laurel, even if you didn't directly go. Wood agrees with me, as do the rest of the people in charge. So, it's up to you." She walked off, leaving them to decide.
"Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but Harry and I slept for two days. We're fine to play," Draco said.
"Classes were canceled Monday for the rest of us," Emily said. "We're well rested. I think we should play."
"It's decided then?" Harry asked. Everyone nodded, some more excited than others.
They trooped off the field to find Madam Hooch. She was sitting in the Great Hall, having a cup of tea.
"Madam Hooch, we want to play this weekend," Harry said without any preamble.
"Thank you for offering to postpone the match, but none of us is feeling any ill effects from the rescue," Draco said quietly.
Madam Hooch nodded. "All right then, your opponent is Southern California's School of Magic," she said, finishing her tea.
Emily grinned. "I know their playing style. Come on! Let's talk strategy."
"The Chamber?" Harry asked. Everyone nodded and Apparated.
Saturday morning came too soon for Harry. He opened his eyes at what felt like an obscene hour of the morning, woken by Draco's excited chatter. "Come on, Harry, get out of bed! It's the Finals and we have to get ready and practice and warm up and leave in two hours and forty two minutes so would you please get out of bed? Please? Please? Please?"
"It's six eighteen in the morning, Draco," Harry grumbled. "You said it yourself that we didn't have to bee there until nine o'clock. I want another hour of sleep."
"Come on, you lazy git, get up!!" Draco half yelled, pulling on Harry's half of the blankets. He suddenly found himself sitting on his old bed, the curtains drawn around Harry's bed. "Oh no you don't," Draco growled, running back over and pounding on the curtains. "Get out of bed!"
An hour later, Harry poked his head out of the curtains and almost fell over laughing. Draco was curled up on the floor next to Harry's bed, wrapped in a blanket and fast asleep. Harry slid noiselessly out of bed and levitated his sleeping soul mate, an evil grin on his face. Hmm, how best to wake you up? he mused. He walked Draco into the bathroom, careful not to disturb his sleep. He turned on the shower and stripped, banishing Draco's boxers. He floated Draco into the steaming water.
Two minutes later, Draco slowly awoke to one of the most pleasurable sensations of his life. "Ohhhhh," he moaned softly, arching into capable hands. "Don't stop."
Harry snickered. "You like that, don't you."
"Don't you dare stop," Draco protested as Harry's hands stilled. "You aren't finished!"
"Yes I am. Now we need to wash you off."
Draco pouted as Harry gently turned Draco's hair into the blast of water and rinsed the out the suds. "But it felt so good!" he whined.
Harry snickered. "You are so easy to please. And, you make everything, even having your hair washed, sound pornographic."
Draco smirked. "But you love me anyway," he reminded Harry.
An hour later, Harry and Draco strolled into the Great Hall for breakfast, already in their Quidditch uniforms. Only a few teachers and two other students were already there, so they sat down, breakfast appearing before them. While they were eating, Emily and Eric wandered in, ready to go. Emily had her Quidditch robes on as well, and they strolled over to Draco and Harry sitting down and spearing some food for themselves.
Hermione dragged Ron, still in what looked like his pajamas, into the Great Hall. She ushered him over the Gryffindor Table. Harry caught her eye and waved them over cheerily. She grinned and steered Ron's unresisting, still half asleep body over to sit across from Harry, Draco, Emily and Eric. Harry shoved a cup of pumpkin juice into Ron's searching hand. Draco snickered as he watched Ron try to drink the pumpkin juice and wind up pouring half of it down his bright orange Chudley Cannon's shirt.
"Is he like that every morning?" he wondered aloud.
"Worse." Ginny plopped down, wearing her Quidditch uniform, next to Draco. Darius sat down next to her, still half asleep. "Usually he falls back asleep- ooh, there he goes, right onto the scrambled eggs!" Ron toppled over, Hermione smacking his arm futilely.
Harry conjured a goblet of ice cold water. "Allow me, Hermione." She grinned, stood up and moved to a safe distance.
Ron's scream of outrage could be heard echoing for miles around as Harry dumped the water on the back of his neck. Ron sputtered and cursed before stalking out of the Hall accompanied by laughter.
Seamus and Blaise Apparated in and cheerfully flew to the table. "Morning, all," Seamus chirped, resting his arm around Blaise's waist.
"You two are entirely too chipper for this time of morning," Alanna grumped from behind them. "Somebody got laid."
Blaise and Seamus just grinned.
Claudette and Lucas, her mate, walked into the Great Hall. "Darius, it's time for breakfast," Claudette called. Darius obligingly stood up and whispered something into Ginny's ear. He walked over to his mother and father and they left the Great Hall. A minute later, they heard the Entrance doors open and slam shut.
"Where are they going?" Seamus wondered.
Blaise rolled his eyes. "They're Vampires, dorkwad. They have to drink blood."
Ginny looked put out. "I would have donated," she sulked.
"Not forty five minutes before the Final game, you won't," Harry glared at her.
"Why not?" Draco wondered.
"Hello, blood loss leads to dizziness and decreased physical performance and endurance," Alanna said with a wry grin. Harry tried not to shudder as she took an enormous bite of scrambled eggs, Ketchup, and maple syrup on toast. "Mmm!" she grinned enthusiastically.
Harry, Draco and Blaise turned green and left the table, their appetites gone. They grabbed their brooms and took off, soaring above the Forbidden Forest. Less than five minutes later, Ginny and Seamus joined them, their faces tinged white. "Have enough?" Harry called to Ginny.
"The scrambled eggs weren't bad," Ginny gulped, "but when she added slices of watermelon to it we lost it."
Harry shuddered. "I'm glad I'll never get pregnant," he muttered.
Draco snickered. "Xander said it was possible, remember?"
Harry gulped.
Madam Hooch swooped next to them. "We need to leave in thirty minutes," she yelled.
"Got it!" Harry yelled back. "Where are we going?"
"San Diego! Their Quidditch Stadium!"
"All right!" Harry dive bombed Draco, who spent the better part of their half hour left chasing Harry and swearing at him.
The entire team assembled in the Entrance Hall, waiting to go. At last, Madam Hooch ran into the hall and they group Apparated, arriving in the middle of an enormous stadium. Madam Hooch led them to the locker rooms on the ground level and told them to wait, walking back out of the door. Everyone chatted excitedly, finalizing strategies, gossiping and psyching themselves up for the game.
"What's going on?" Ron asked softly, sitting on a bench.
"No clue," Draco said just as softly. Harry sat down next to him and he sat on Harry's lap, resting his head on the other boy's chest wearily. "I wish Uncle Sev were in the stands."
Ginny frowned, and the excited chatter died as the somber mood infected everyone. "We're going to win," she said slowly and clearly. "For Uncle Sev."
Everyone murmured their agreement.
Ten minutes later, Madam Hooch poked her head into the room. "It's time," she said simply. As one, they rose, mounted their brooms and shot out of the door, circling the field. A steady roar of voices greeted them and they looked around, amazed. The stands, able to seat tens of thousands of spectators, were filled to the brim. Harry could see the Hogwarts students and faculty, minus Severus and Laurel, his parents, Remus and Sirius, Alanna, Xander, the rest of the demigods and demigoddesses, Draco's parents, Ron's entire family, their SEAL training team, Darius, Claudette, Lucas, the werewolves' Lupa and Lukoi, the students from Durmstrung, Magica Universidad de Roma, Beauxbatons, and Dragon Fang, and many other people he knew.
The other team, in scarlet and black, shot out of their locker room, and circled in the opposite direction. They wove in and out of the Hogwarts' team, dive bombing each other and trying to knock the other players from their brooms.
"Well, lookie here, Hailie, Little Emmy is all grown up now and thinks she can play with the big kids," a tanned boy with a shock of bleach blond hair and hazel eyes jeered.
"Fuck off, Jared," Emily snapped, barrel rolling around her former team mate and flying next to Ginny, Harry and Draco.
"Ooh, big words," 'Hailie', a tall girl with russet colored hair and piercing blue eyes jeered. "Give up now, bitch, or we'll take you out.
"Sod off, you stupid bint," Draco snapped, cutting Hailie off with his broom and diving.
"Ohhh, I'm so scared," an Asian girl with red streaks in her ebony hair snickered, standing up and surfing on her broom.
James flicked her broom with a small gust of wind and she swayed, screaming before sitting back down.
"Has anyone ever told you how stupid you sound?" Harry informed the San Diego team in a bored tone. "Insults are so old."
"We're going to mop the Pitch with you," Jared growled, buzzing Harry. Harry reached up and grabbed the end of the Chaser's broom, causing Jared to tip and almost fall off.
"We're so scared," Ginny hissed, showing a hint of fang. Hailie stared at her mouth, her face paling.
Magically enhanced voices- Lee Jordan, Fred and George Weaseley, boomed over the crowd's cheering. "LADIES AND GENTS!!!" they yelled enthusiastically. "IT'S THE FINAL GAME!!! IT'S COME DOWN TO HOGWARTS-" a roar drowned them out and they stopped, waiting until the crowd quieted. "BETWEEN HOGWARTS AND SAN DIEGO SCHOOL OF MAGIC!!!!" An even louder roar shook the stadium as every fan surged to his or her feet, cheering and clapping for the teams.
The referee sat on her broom in the center of the field, waiting for the players to settle down and take their positions. They circled the Pitch once more, to the crowd's delight, and settled into their places, ready to begin.
"Captains, shake hands." Harry and Draco touched ground and stalked over to the other team's captain, their Quidditch robes billowing gracefully. They abruptly shook hands with 'Jared' and turned back around, mounting their brooms. They soared back into place, waiting.
"No cheating," the referee growled, releasing the Snitch. It circled around James and the other Seeker before flitting away. She tossed to Bludgers into the air and they zoomed madly around the Pitch. At last, she tossed the Quaffle into the air.
"AND THEY'RE OFF!!!" Harry blocked the sounds of the commentators and crowd from his mind and swerved forward to take the Quaffle. Another girl got to it first and streaked towards Hogwarts' goal. Seamus aimed a Bludger at her and knocked the Quaffle from her suddenly limp fingers. Ginny caught the falling Quaffle gracefully and sped in the opposite direction, Harry and Draco flanking her. They twisted and turned, passing back and forth. The goalie, Hailie, watched them with narrowed eyes, trying to anticipate their movements. She slightly wove back and forth, mirroring their movements. Finally, Harry saw his chance. He shot the Quaffle directly for the leftmost goal, and Hailie moved to block it, a sneer on her face. Draco caught the Quaffle at the last possible moment, redirecting it into the center goal.
"HOGWARTS SCORES!!!!!!!!!!!" Fred screamed, the Hogwarts fans going nuts and the San Diego fans booing and catcalling.
San Diego took possession quickly and shot back down the field, Jared and the Asian girl with the funky highlights passing quickly back and forth. "Hey Emmy!" Jared called cheerfully.
Emily determinedly ignored him, concentrating on the Quaffle.
"Hey, Bitch, is that any way to treat your old boyfriend?" the Asian girl asked scathingly.
"Tina, bite me," Emily said edgily.
"Bitch," Jared snapped, throwing the Quaffle for all he was worth. Emily blocked it and passed to Draco with ease.
"Is that the best you've got?" Emily sneered. Jared glared at her before swooping off, chasing after the Quaffle.
Less than two minutes later, he was back, his other chasers in tow. This time, as he hurtled the Quaffle to the goal, Emily already on the move, Harry shot directly up under the Quaffle and nabbed it, shooting above the shocked Chasers and back down the field.
"God, Emmy, could you be any more pathetic?" Jared jeered. "You can't even do your job right so you have the Chasers tend Goal. How in hell did you get on the team? Sleep with every member?"
Draco saw red as he slammed into Jared, viscously checking him into the side of the stands right below where Eric was sitting. Eric grabbed Jared's hair and held the writhing player in place. "That's my girlfriend you're swearing at and making allegations about, you stupid sodding prick," he growled, punching Jared full in the face. Jared yelped and the Referee halted play and shot over, grabbing Eric's wrist as he cocked his arm back for another punch.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS??" the referee screamed above Fred and George's ranting in the announcer's booth.
"HE WAS SWEARING AT MY GIRLFRIEND!!!" Eric screamed back, his face red. Emily and Ginny hovered together by the goals, Ginny rubbing Emily's back and hugging her.
"PENALTY FOR UNSPORTSMANLIKE BEHAVIOR!!" the referee screamed at Jared before turning to Eric. "And YOU, leave the stadium at once!" Eric motioned to Harry and Harry flew over and stepped into the stands, handing over his broom. He ignored the ref's yells of outrage.
Eric shot into the air and barely braked in time to keep from crashing into his girlfriend. Ginny backed off, and Eric softly talked to Emily, who grinned and kissed him. Eric flew back; his face set and handed the broom back to Harry. Without another word, he Apparated. The Hogwarts fans in the stands booed, and Alanna stood up. "WHAT THE FUCK, REF???" she screamed, Lily standing up and screaming along side her. "WHAT ARE YOU, STUPID? ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH THE LITTLE BLOND SHIT, HUH?? IS THAT WHY YOU'RE FAVORING HIM? REFFING A LITTLE EXTRA PRIVATE QUIDDITCH SESSIONS?? THE FUCK!!!!"
The ref opened her mouth, furious, but the magically enhanced voices of Olivia and Gaila leading the rest of the demigods and demigoddesses in a chant overrode her. "CHING CHING CHONG, SMOKE FROM A BONG, GRAB SOME POT AND SMOKE RIGHT ALONG! THE REF'S A SLICK, STUPID SODDING PRICK, LETS THE OTHER TEAM WIN IF THEY GIVE HER DICK! CHING CHING CHONG, SMOKE FROM A BONG..." ™ they continued chanting, getting the students involved. Four hundred voices echoed throughout the stadium, repeating the same lines over and over for the better part of ten minutes. The ref stared at them, her face scarlet and her mouth opening and closing furiously.
Finally, she overrode their voices. "LEAVE THE STADIUM NOW!!!!!!!" she roared.
Alanna, Xander, Olivia, Gaila, Raphael, Gabrielle, Rowan, Michael, Salazar, Godric, Lily, Damien and Nicholai powered up, the stadium shaking from the energy they were producing. "I dare you to make us," Alanna hissed, her eyes glowing. The ref gulped and backed down immediately, her face white.
Turning, she waved her wand and summoned the Quaffle. "Right, let's continue play. Places, everyone." The players took their positions and play resumed.
Two hours later, they were still at it, the score 630 to 620, San Diego in the lead. James circled the Pitch, searching for the Snitch to no avail. Guys, I can't find it, he said quietly. It keeps flitting in and out. I'll see it briefly, and- gold, is that it??
That's it! Harry snapped, passing the tiny golden ball as he shot the Quaffle again at the goal. It went in! Finally, we evened the score, but for how long? They're better than anyone we've ever faced! He shot after Jared, Tina and Grant, the third Chaser. Next to him, Draco found an opening and shot forward, snagging the Quaffle and turning on a dime, heading back the way he came. He and Harry passed back and forth and Draco shot the Quaffle, scoring yet again.
Blaise and Seamus had a hell of a time trying to keep the Bludgers from hitting their teammates. Blaise slammed the nearest Bludger from its course aimed directly at Harry's head to hit Grant square in the ribs, knocking him from his broom. He managed to grab hold with one arm and dangled in the air, his other hand clutching his side. Tina helped her teammate up, and Seamus had to block the Bludger the second Beater aimed at his face. He and Blaise targeted the Beaters after that, taking out one permanently from the game. However, that didn't give them an advantage as his replacement was just as good and a fresh player.
They continued scoring back and forth, the score steadily increasing evenly. After another three hours, they had evened out to 1120 to 1090, Hogwarts in the lead. "THIS IS NUTS!!!" Fred yelled over the crowds. He, George and Lee were taking half hour turns "FIVE AND A HALF HOURS AND THEY'RE STILL GOING!! WILL SOMEONE FIND THE BLOODY FU--"
Professor McGonagall grabbed the magical microphone. "MR. WEASELEY!! JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE NO LONGER A STUDENT DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T STILL GIVE YOU DETENTION!!!!!"
Laughter and cheers broke out. "SORRY, PROFESSOR. AS I WAS SAYING, WOULD SOMEONE FIND THE SNITCH ALREADY??"
James shot over to the stand. "Don't you think we're trying??" Behind him, Harry and Draco scored several times, bringing the score to 1150 to 1110.
Lee laughed and James gestured rudely towards him. As he turned his head, the snitch hovered in front of his face. He reached out, as if in slow motion, and snagged a wing. Lee's mouth dropped open and he started screaming. It took a minute for the voices to register in James's mind. "WE WON!!! HOGWARTS WINS!!! JAMES POTTER CAUGHT THE BLOODY SNITCH!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! IT JUST SAT IN FRONT OF HIS FACE AND HE TOOK IT FROM MIDAIR!!! HOGWARTS ARE CHAMPIONS. 1300 TO 1130!!! HGWARTS WINS!!!" James shot down to the field, holding the snitch aloft. Harry mobbed him, tackling him from his broom and landing on the grass.
"YOU DID IT!!!" Harry screamed. "WE WON!!!! WE'RE CHAMPIONS!!!!!" Draco slid to the grass next to Harry, Ginny, Blaise, Seamus and Emily sliding as well. The Hogwarts fans stormed the field, chanting and cheering and screaming.
Oliver ran onto the field, levitating a table with four trophies on it. He quickly tapped a Sonorous on his throat. "EVERYONE SHUT UP!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Everyone immediately quieted, with the adults murmuring about rude young people.
"THANK YOU!! WE'RE ALL HERE, ALL TWENTY TEAMS, SO WE'LL HOLD THE AWARDS NOW!!" Hogwarts' team sat on the grass, joined by Magica Universidad de Roma's students and Quidditch team.
"IN FOURTH PLACE OVER ALL, ONTARIO MAGE'S ACADEMY!!!" The team captain and the headmistress walked up and received their trophy, shaking Oliver's hand. Their students cheered and whistled and everyone else clapped.
"IN THIRD PLACE, ACADEMY OF ISIS!!" The twin co captains, and their headmaster, walked up and accepted their trophy to cheers, whistles and clapping.
"IN SECOND PLACE, SAN DIEGO SCHOOL OF MAGIC!!!" Jared scowled and stalked forward, flanked by Tina, Grant and their Headmistress. They ungratefully took the trophy to polite applause. They scowled and stalked back to their seats.
"AND THE CHAMPIONS, HOGWARTS!!!!!!!!!" Oliver yelled. The crowd roared as Harry and Draco, accompanied by the rest of the team and Dumbledore ran up and grabbed the trophy, holding it aloft.
An hour later, the entire school, parents and friends were in the Great Hall, sitting at expanded tables. Lucius and Narcissa sat on one side of Draco and Harry, Lily and James on the other. Everyone was crowded around them as they chatted and laughed. Harry was amazed at the transformation Lucius and his wife had undergone. They were carefree and ... happy. He shook his head in amazement. Draco was talking animatedly, his eyes sparkling.
Love, your parents are... nice, and... happy. What happened? Harry asked Draco.
They don't have to hide any more, Draco replied with a grin. They can be happy. The Dark Lord can't hurt them and they don't have to look over their shoulders any more and make sure that no one could rat them out. It's incredible.
It's wonderful, Harry said, basking in the love and affection Draco was broadcasting to everyone.
Dumbledore tapped his glass. "Students, teachers and guests, this is a momentous occasion," he said, his deceptively soft voice carrying throughout the hall. "We're the champions of the interscholastic Quidditch Organization. I only have a few words. Party on!"
For the rest of the day, night, and into the early hours of the next morning, alcohol flowed in copious amounts. As the night wore on, of which Lily and Alanna could not take part, Harry nudged Draco.
"Yes?" Draco slurred slightly as he kissed his mother on the cheek. "Have I told you how much I love you?" he asked a giggling Narcissa.
"Not today!" Narcissa exclaimed happily.
"I LOVE MY MUMMY!" Draco yelled at the top of his lungs.
Lucius stumbled over, his normally impeccable hair and clothing askew. Playfully, he wrapped Draco in a bear hug. "You did well, my son. I'm proud of you!" he exclaimed, taking a swig from a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue Label. He ruffled Draco's hair and Draco ducked away from him, laughing.
"Come on, Cissa," Lucius drawled. "Let's go have a private party." He led a giggling Narcissa away. Draco turned beet red.
"Did they- oh wow," Harry said.
Lucius turned back around. "So, Draco, do you fancy a brother or a sister?" he called over the crowd. Draco choked as the rest of the student body turned around and stared as his now smirking father nibbled on his wife's neck, leading her out of the Great Hall. Lily and James ran out after them, hopefully to lead them to somewhere private where no impressionable little Hufflepuffs could walk in on them.
Harry shook his head. "Wanna go somewhere?" he asked playfully.
"The mansion?" Draco asked, his eyes shining.
Harry grabbed his hand and led him over to Alanna, who was laughing uproariously over Xander's drunken antics and McGonagall's drunken antics as well.
"Alanna!" he yelled. She turned and grinned at him.
"What do you want, kid?" she yelled.
"We're taking off!" Draco yelled back, grinning.
"Have fun!" Alanna made a shooing motion. "Go on! You deserve a night off!"
They Apparated, landing on their bed in the mansion. Harry lightly kissed Draco on the lips, slowly pulling off his shirt. "I love you," he whispered, staring Draco straight in the eye.
"I love you too." That night, they made love slowly, cherishing each other.
A/N: ONE MORE TO GO!!! Honestly, people, I'm tying up loose ends... (and sexy Harry and Draco... ooh, kinky! Bring on the chocolate sauce and scented oils!) and then the next book (A Fine Line Between Heaven and Hell), as well as the rest of Just Like You, which is almost done, one or two more chapters, and Jungle Law and My Immortal (parts two and three of Lesser of Two Evils). So that's what to look forward to. Anyway, I'm having fun... are you having fun reading? Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers!!!
B/N: Hola people!!! This is just amazing, isn't it? I mean, wow! Thirty- three fucking chapters and we're almost done... sniff I do so love happy endings! But enough of that shit; on to more important things! Like why am I up at 1:06 in the freaking morning, betaing this story? I mean, seriously! And there is my little brother Mikey, asleep on the couch next to where I am typing. Aaaaw, he's so cute!!! And he's got his little Spiderman doll... Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can! Spins a web, any size; catches thieves, just like flies. Watch out! Here comes the Spiderman! .................. .....Ugh! I have got to go to sleep earlier. Anyway, for my parting note, I say this: ......crickets chirping in the background.......... "Um"........... "Uh"....... "Er"...... "Damnit!!! Of all the times to have my brain give out on me, it just had to be now!"......... "Grrr"........ "Arrg"........ "Rowr".......... "Meow".... "Waitjustadamnminute! Where did that come from?!" turns to see Mikey cuddling with his Spiderman "Ooooh, that is just so cute!!! He's like a little kitty! Well, I've already wasted enough space on this page, I'll be done now. Love and cookies, people! Tata!
Chapter 33
"Alanna, where are we?" Harry asked sharply, confused. "This isn't the Department of Mysteries."
"Right," Xander said. "This is Claudette's Palace. That," he pointed to Darius, "is her youngest son, Darius. And we are in a load of shit right now."
"Too right," came another voice from the doorway. Claudette stood there, her face streaked with ash and her clothing bloody and torn. "My I ask why the Crown Prince of Hell is in my castle and why he's staring at my son like that?" she growled, her eyes blood red.
Harry and Draco gulped and hid behind Alanna, who scowled at them. "You two took on Satan and won," she muttered. "Why's a vampire scary?"
"That's not just a Vampire, that's Claudette and she's as scary as you are!!" Draco whimpered.
"Grandmother, explain!" Claudette snapped, using the no nonsense voice she had inherited from Alanna.
Alanna and Xander sighed. "We don't know what happened," Xander said, trying to placate his granddaughter. "We got here and they were like this." Claudette turned her patented Death Glare (TM) on Harry.
Harry gulped. "Um, we shot out of the portal and Ginny was holding Adrian on her lap. He woke up and then Darius came in and they just started staring at each other. Alanna and Xander showed up after that."
"I see. I take it then that they're mind locked?" Claudette asked, placing a hand on her son's brow. "Has anyone tried to reach them telepathically?"
"I don't know what kind of effects that'll have," Alanna started to say but gave up when Harry and Draco clamped their hands on Ginny's temples.
A minute later, Ginny, Adrian and Darius blinked and shook their heads as if clearing cobwebs. Ginny swayed and her brothers lowered her to the ground, holding her tightly.
"Darius, honey, are you all right?" Claudette asked her son gently. Darius nodded unsteadily, his face pale.
"I'm fine, not that anyone cares," Adrian grumbled. Alanna winced and Xander rubbed her back.
"Could we get back to Hogwarts?" Xander asked. "We have a lot of healing to do. Adrian, I suggest you find something to do as we just blew Clautius and his realm to Hell, no pun intended."
Claudette sighed and nodded. "We'll help." She turned and stared at Adrian mistrustfully. "You better be gone by the time we're back."
Focusing, Harry and Draco created an Apparation zone and everyone, with the exception of Adrian, disappeared.
Deep inside the ruins of Clautius's realm, five figures sat, fury radiating off of them in waves. "What the hell was that?" the human woman screamed, her cerulean eyes flashing. She ran a hand through her pale blond hair "Everything's destroyed!"
"Morgan, we know! Father, what the hell happened? How could two TEENAGERS produce so much power??" a pale skinned demon with horns growing from his forehead, enormous black claws, fangs and waist length jet black hair asked.
"Lucifer, Morgan, be calm," Clautius said wearily. "We aren't dead, so we can rebuild. As for the teenagers, I have something planned for them. We must find Adrian. Baal!"
An enormous, skeletal figure wrapped in pitch black robes glided over. "Yessss, Father?" he hissed eerily.
"Use your children on Earth to find Adrian and bring him home. Make sure he is unharmed."
"As you wissssh, Father," the figure hissed and disappeared.
"All right, then, Father, where do we start?" an enormous, scarlet skinned demon with curling horns and a shock of close cropped white hair asked, pacing back and forth.
"Well, Beelzebub," Clautius said with a grin, "We can start by recreating our worlds, and all its members. It's too bad the Veils were destroyed, because it was a bitch to create those. Then-"
Adrian and Baal appeared with a small pop. "Sorry, Father, I found myself being shot out of a Veil onto Earth without a good idea of how to return," Adrian said by way of greeting. He hugged Morgan, and sat down with a grin. "What have I missed?"
"What happened?" Morgan asked, hugging her father, Adrian. "Father, where did you go?"
Adrian hesitated for only a second. "I was blown out the portal into Claudette's palace. I left immediately, and Baal found me," he said, leaving out any mention of Darius and Ginny.
"Well, you're safe and not in Alanna's clutches, so that's the important thing," Morgan said, wrinkling her nose at Alanna's name.
"She's still your mother," Adrian said with a wry grin. "Don't defame her name. Much," he added as an afterthought.
Over the next several hours, Harry, Draco and the rest of the Demigods were worked to the bone, caring for the injured soldiers. Over fifteen hundred of them had to be healed, ranging from second degree burns to eviscerations.
Once Severus had drunk the potion Ginny had given him, he fell into a coma, unreachable by even telepathy. Draco and Harry sat by his bedside for almost twenty four hours straight. Monday morning found them still sitting there, Harry holding Laurel's hand while Draco held Severus', squeezing it gently.
Come on, Uncle Sev, I know you can hear me. I want you two to come back to us. It's scary seeing you two lying there so still. Please, Uncle Sev, please. A hand landed on Draco's shoulder and he looked up into the understanding eyes of Madam Pomfrey.
"It's all right Dearie," she said comfortingly. "Now, the question is that it's Monday morning. Will you go to class, or would you like me to write you two an excuse?"
"Who's taking over Uncle Sev's classes?" Harry asked, biting his lip.
"Me," Xander said from the doorway. "And before you ask, I am competent to teach," he said, holding up a hand to stall Draco's obvious questions. "I've held a Potions Mastery for almost four hundred years, as well as Defense, Dark Arts, Herbology, and two Martial Arts sixth degree black belts."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Is there anything you can't do?" he asked, shaking his head.
"He still can't get a soufflé right, he still can't kick my ass in a fair fight with no distractions, and he's horrible with remembering important dates, but other than that," Alanna said, smirking, "He's damn near perfect."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Can you be any sappier?"
"So, class or not?" Madam Pomfrey asked, holding out two passes. "If you don't go to Care of Magical Creatures, you are going right to your dorms to sleep. You were in the battle too, and you've been awake for over forty eight hours. Get some rest."
Harry and Draco took the passes wearily and Apparated straight to their dorms. "Now that you mention it," Harry said, yawning. "I'm really tired." He collapsed onto his bed, Draco following him immediately. They only had enough strength to magic off their clothes and tuck themselves in before sleep claimed them.
Harry groaned and opened his eyes. Beside him, Draco was blinking sleepily. "What time is it?" the blond asked groggily.
Harry flicked his wrist, and glowing numbers appeared in midair. "6:10," Harry muttered.
"AM or PM?" Draco wondered. AM, the lights blinked.
"We slept for twenty three hours," Harry grumbled, rolling out of bed. He searched for clothing, throwing shirts and pairs of pants all over the room in his efforts. Draco snickered as the clothes landed on chairs, beds, and winced when a black silk shirt hit him in the face.
"Watch it!" he snapped.
"Actually, you slept for forty seven hours," an amused voice cut in. They turned around and blushed, Harry diving for the cover, suddenly aware he was completely naked. Lily stood in the doorway, resting wearily on the stone door jam. "Redecorating?" she asked wryly, staring at the clothes strewn room.
"Mum, are you all right?" Harry asked, finding a pair of boxers, pulling them on hastily, standing up and hugging her.
"I'm fine, just tired. I'm teaching more classes and it's taking a lot out of me, especially now that I'm almost seven months along. Besides, now that Sirius is back, he, James and Remus are up at all hours, plotting insidious pranks to pull on unsuspecting students. You'd think that fifteen years of being Home with Mother, he'd grow up a little. But no," she muttered. Harry sat her down on the chair at his desk.
"Mum, you need to take it easy," he chided gently.
"Well, we all know you two did," she grinned impishly. "What, that marathon sex session in the face of danger wear my poor baby out so badly he had to sleep for two days?" she snickered.
Draco almost fell off the bed from laughing so hard. "MUM!" Harry yelled, scandalized. "I'm not going to tell YOU that! Speaking of babies, how's Junior?" he asked, patting his Mum's very rounded stomach.
"He enjoyed the exercise," she said with pride. "And he's almost as strong as you are. Normally, James and I can manage fifty to one hundred people tagging along in our Apparation zone. With Gareth Alexander boosting us, quite willingly, we took four hundred people to the Infirmary with ease."
"Gareth Alexander? He decided?" Harry asked. Lily's stomach glowed silver, tickling Harry's hand. "Hey, bro," Harry said softly, pushing back with an emerald beam. The two intermixed, and Harry felt a wave of contentment and curiosity surrounding his mind. Gareth? he asked softly. The emotions changed to pure joy. "Hey, this feels cool!"
Draco shot out of bed. "Let me!" he said eagerly, all sleepiness gone.
Lily snickered. "All right, but I have to get to breakfast by seven thirty," she warned. She swirled with scarlet, and the three of them spent an hour 'talking' with Gareth.
Alanna bent over the toilet again, retching miserably. Ohhh, I hate being sick.... she moaned. Xander, I don't think I can go to breakfast.
Xander appeared in the doorway, concern etched on his face. "I'm taking you to Madam Pomfrey," he snapped. "This has gone on long enough. You've been sick since we started training two months ago."
No! You can't make me! I HATE Healers!!! she hissed as he grabbed her arm. She turned back and dry heaved weakly.
Watch me, he said angrily and Apparated them straight to the Hospital Wing.
"MADAM POMFREY!!!!" he bellowed. She came running out of the back and stopped, slack jawed, as Xander wrestled his soul mate onto a bed and then magicked her to the bed so she couldn't run away. "She's been throwing up for two months every morning but it clears up by the afternoon in time for classes. She's eating weird food combinations and has incredible mood swings. What the hell is wrong with her??"
Madam Pomfrey started giggling. "All right, I'll run a few tests, but I can already guess. Alanna, you've missed a few monthly cycles, right?"
Alanna paled. "Oh no," she moaned quietly. "I thought it was because I dropped weight from the training!"
Madam Pomfrey paled. "How much weight have you lost?" she demanded. "You were thin to begin with!"
"About ten kilos," Alanna admitted. "I can't keep anything down!"
"I'll give you medication for nausea. You MUUST eat. It's imperative. No alcohol either."
Alanna groaned and shook her head. "All right, no more parties, not even at the Finals and the award ceremony afterwards. Shit!"
Xander finally lost his patience. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!" he finally bellowed.
Madam Pomfrey sniffed and muttered at pregnancy indicator. Alanna's stomach glowed pink. "Congratulations, it's a girl."
Xander stared at Alanna's stomach, his eyes wide. "You're - you're pregnant and YOU WENT INTO HELL????" he screamed, fire shooting from his eyes. An instant later, the entire Hospital Wing was on engulfed in flames. Alanna put it out with a wave of her hand.
"I didn't know!!" she insisted.
"You put not only yourself but the life of our CHILD at risk!!" he yelled, the entire school shuddering with the power.
Draco, Harry, Lily, and James looked at each other from where they were sitting in the Dungeons and sighed.
"What is it now?" Harry asked wearily. "Don't we get a rest?" They Apparated to the source of the shudders.
In the Great Hall, students who had arrived early for Breakfast shrieked and dove under the tables, certain the building was about to fall apart. All throughout the school, students dove under beds or ran for exits, certain all hell had broken loose and they were about to die.
Harry, Draco Lily and Lames landed in the Hospital Wing and were immediately assaulted by flames and flood. Madam Pomfrey was hiding in her office and the rest of the regular Hospital ward had been turned into a war zone. Alanna and Xander stood in the center of it all, snarling and hurling curses at each other.
Harry and Draco rolled their eyes and threw shields around the two of them. "SEPERATE!!!" Lily bellowed. Harry and Draco moved the two of them to opposite sides of the room, shaking their heads in bemusement.
Alanna tried to throw herself through the shield, with absolutely no success. On the other side of the room, Xander tried to blast his way out, but only succeeded in slamming himself in the stomach when the energy ball rebounded. He fell to the bottom of the shield, gasping.
Lily and James cleared the room of any smoke, soot, craters and water and, on a whim, even replaced the linen and made the beds. Madam Pomfrey hugged James, relieved. "Thank God, I thought they were going to destroy the whole school! Oh, could I have a new door?" she asked quickly. James turned around. The door had been blasted off its hinges and reduced to kindling. He waved his hand and the door was replaced. Lily walked into the private room at the back to check on Severus and Laurel.
Harry walked over to Alanna; Draco walked over to Xander. "What's going on?" they asked their respective adults.
Alanna threw her hands into the air. "I had NO idea I was pregnant!!" she spat, glaring daggers at her soul mate. "But he refuses to believe that! He thinks I would DELIBERATELY put my child's life in danger!! Then he started throwing curses at me! He's ENDAGERING his child!!!"
Harry's mind stopped working at the word pregnant. "You're pregnant?" He blurted out. Impulsively, he lowered the shields and hugged her. "Congratulations!!!"
Xander scowled. Alanna glared at him. "See," she spat," SOMEONE'S happy I'm pregnant!" Xander snarled and threw a fireball that engulfed his hair. Draco grinned and put out the flames.
"She took our CHILD into HELL!!!" he yelled, energy crackling around his hands. "SHE WAS SO BUSY PLAYING SOLDIER THAT SHE COULDN'T FIGURE OUT SHE WAS PREGNANT AND RISKED OUR CHILD!!!
"SCREW YOU, ASSHOLE!!" she screamed, and threw an energy bolt that crackled and ricocheted off of the shields, hitting the wall. Harry sighed and put a shield around her again. She promptly sat down inside and sulked, starting to cry quietly. "You think I don't feel horrible enough??" she sobbed. "I didn't even know! You're right; I put our daughter at risk! I feel like a terrible, unfit parent!"
The energy around Xander's hands vanished, as did the two shields. Xander appeared next to Alanna and cradled her in his arms. "It's my fault, too," he soothed. "I've only helped you go through morning sickness several hundred times in my life. I should have suspected. But I was too busy playing soldier too." Harry calmly repaired the crater in the wall, and the five spectators walked out quietly, shaking their heads.
"I think Alanna's not the only one having mood swings," Harry said quietly, completely shaken.
"There was enough estrogen in that room for an army of pregnant women," James muttered. Lily smacked him.
"What?" he complained, rubbing the back of his head. "There was!" Lily smacked him again.
They strode into the Great Hall and watched as the students nervously crawled from under their tables. "Is it safe?" a first year Hufflepuff asked timidly.
Draco sighed. "Yes, you can all come out now. Alanna and Xander just had a minor disagreement."
Shocked and incredulous, the students started whispering to each other. Harry overheard one stammer, "But- but if that was minor, what happens when it's major?"
The planet blows up. Lily rolled her eyes and sat down at the Slytherin Tables, everyone else following her. Harry tried not to gag too much as she ate pickles with her pancakes.
Later that afternoon, after Quidditch practice, Madam Hooch called them all into the center of the Pitch. "Now, I could have them postpone the match," she said, getting right to the point. "You've been involved in rescuing Sirius Black and Laurel, even if you didn't directly go. Wood agrees with me, as do the rest of the people in charge. So, it's up to you." She walked off, leaving them to decide.
"Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but Harry and I slept for two days. We're fine to play," Draco said.
"Classes were canceled Monday for the rest of us," Emily said. "We're well rested. I think we should play."
"It's decided then?" Harry asked. Everyone nodded, some more excited than others.
They trooped off the field to find Madam Hooch. She was sitting in the Great Hall, having a cup of tea.
"Madam Hooch, we want to play this weekend," Harry said without any preamble.
"Thank you for offering to postpone the match, but none of us is feeling any ill effects from the rescue," Draco said quietly.
Madam Hooch nodded. "All right then, your opponent is Southern California's School of Magic," she said, finishing her tea.
Emily grinned. "I know their playing style. Come on! Let's talk strategy."
"The Chamber?" Harry asked. Everyone nodded and Apparated.
Saturday morning came too soon for Harry. He opened his eyes at what felt like an obscene hour of the morning, woken by Draco's excited chatter. "Come on, Harry, get out of bed! It's the Finals and we have to get ready and practice and warm up and leave in two hours and forty two minutes so would you please get out of bed? Please? Please? Please?"
"It's six eighteen in the morning, Draco," Harry grumbled. "You said it yourself that we didn't have to bee there until nine o'clock. I want another hour of sleep."
"Come on, you lazy git, get up!!" Draco half yelled, pulling on Harry's half of the blankets. He suddenly found himself sitting on his old bed, the curtains drawn around Harry's bed. "Oh no you don't," Draco growled, running back over and pounding on the curtains. "Get out of bed!"
An hour later, Harry poked his head out of the curtains and almost fell over laughing. Draco was curled up on the floor next to Harry's bed, wrapped in a blanket and fast asleep. Harry slid noiselessly out of bed and levitated his sleeping soul mate, an evil grin on his face. Hmm, how best to wake you up? he mused. He walked Draco into the bathroom, careful not to disturb his sleep. He turned on the shower and stripped, banishing Draco's boxers. He floated Draco into the steaming water.
Two minutes later, Draco slowly awoke to one of the most pleasurable sensations of his life. "Ohhhhh," he moaned softly, arching into capable hands. "Don't stop."
Harry snickered. "You like that, don't you."
"Don't you dare stop," Draco protested as Harry's hands stilled. "You aren't finished!"
"Yes I am. Now we need to wash you off."
Draco pouted as Harry gently turned Draco's hair into the blast of water and rinsed the out the suds. "But it felt so good!" he whined.
Harry snickered. "You are so easy to please. And, you make everything, even having your hair washed, sound pornographic."
Draco smirked. "But you love me anyway," he reminded Harry.
An hour later, Harry and Draco strolled into the Great Hall for breakfast, already in their Quidditch uniforms. Only a few teachers and two other students were already there, so they sat down, breakfast appearing before them. While they were eating, Emily and Eric wandered in, ready to go. Emily had her Quidditch robes on as well, and they strolled over to Draco and Harry sitting down and spearing some food for themselves.
Hermione dragged Ron, still in what looked like his pajamas, into the Great Hall. She ushered him over the Gryffindor Table. Harry caught her eye and waved them over cheerily. She grinned and steered Ron's unresisting, still half asleep body over to sit across from Harry, Draco, Emily and Eric. Harry shoved a cup of pumpkin juice into Ron's searching hand. Draco snickered as he watched Ron try to drink the pumpkin juice and wind up pouring half of it down his bright orange Chudley Cannon's shirt.
"Is he like that every morning?" he wondered aloud.
"Worse." Ginny plopped down, wearing her Quidditch uniform, next to Draco. Darius sat down next to her, still half asleep. "Usually he falls back asleep- ooh, there he goes, right onto the scrambled eggs!" Ron toppled over, Hermione smacking his arm futilely.
Harry conjured a goblet of ice cold water. "Allow me, Hermione." She grinned, stood up and moved to a safe distance.
Ron's scream of outrage could be heard echoing for miles around as Harry dumped the water on the back of his neck. Ron sputtered and cursed before stalking out of the Hall accompanied by laughter.
Seamus and Blaise Apparated in and cheerfully flew to the table. "Morning, all," Seamus chirped, resting his arm around Blaise's waist.
"You two are entirely too chipper for this time of morning," Alanna grumped from behind them. "Somebody got laid."
Blaise and Seamus just grinned.
Claudette and Lucas, her mate, walked into the Great Hall. "Darius, it's time for breakfast," Claudette called. Darius obligingly stood up and whispered something into Ginny's ear. He walked over to his mother and father and they left the Great Hall. A minute later, they heard the Entrance doors open and slam shut.
"Where are they going?" Seamus wondered.
Blaise rolled his eyes. "They're Vampires, dorkwad. They have to drink blood."
Ginny looked put out. "I would have donated," she sulked.
"Not forty five minutes before the Final game, you won't," Harry glared at her.
"Why not?" Draco wondered.
"Hello, blood loss leads to dizziness and decreased physical performance and endurance," Alanna said with a wry grin. Harry tried not to shudder as she took an enormous bite of scrambled eggs, Ketchup, and maple syrup on toast. "Mmm!" she grinned enthusiastically.
Harry, Draco and Blaise turned green and left the table, their appetites gone. They grabbed their brooms and took off, soaring above the Forbidden Forest. Less than five minutes later, Ginny and Seamus joined them, their faces tinged white. "Have enough?" Harry called to Ginny.
"The scrambled eggs weren't bad," Ginny gulped, "but when she added slices of watermelon to it we lost it."
Harry shuddered. "I'm glad I'll never get pregnant," he muttered.
Draco snickered. "Xander said it was possible, remember?"
Harry gulped.
Madam Hooch swooped next to them. "We need to leave in thirty minutes," she yelled.
"Got it!" Harry yelled back. "Where are we going?"
"San Diego! Their Quidditch Stadium!"
"All right!" Harry dive bombed Draco, who spent the better part of their half hour left chasing Harry and swearing at him.
The entire team assembled in the Entrance Hall, waiting to go. At last, Madam Hooch ran into the hall and they group Apparated, arriving in the middle of an enormous stadium. Madam Hooch led them to the locker rooms on the ground level and told them to wait, walking back out of the door. Everyone chatted excitedly, finalizing strategies, gossiping and psyching themselves up for the game.
"What's going on?" Ron asked softly, sitting on a bench.
"No clue," Draco said just as softly. Harry sat down next to him and he sat on Harry's lap, resting his head on the other boy's chest wearily. "I wish Uncle Sev were in the stands."
Ginny frowned, and the excited chatter died as the somber mood infected everyone. "We're going to win," she said slowly and clearly. "For Uncle Sev."
Everyone murmured their agreement.
Ten minutes later, Madam Hooch poked her head into the room. "It's time," she said simply. As one, they rose, mounted their brooms and shot out of the door, circling the field. A steady roar of voices greeted them and they looked around, amazed. The stands, able to seat tens of thousands of spectators, were filled to the brim. Harry could see the Hogwarts students and faculty, minus Severus and Laurel, his parents, Remus and Sirius, Alanna, Xander, the rest of the demigods and demigoddesses, Draco's parents, Ron's entire family, their SEAL training team, Darius, Claudette, Lucas, the werewolves' Lupa and Lukoi, the students from Durmstrung, Magica Universidad de Roma, Beauxbatons, and Dragon Fang, and many other people he knew.
The other team, in scarlet and black, shot out of their locker room, and circled in the opposite direction. They wove in and out of the Hogwarts' team, dive bombing each other and trying to knock the other players from their brooms.
"Well, lookie here, Hailie, Little Emmy is all grown up now and thinks she can play with the big kids," a tanned boy with a shock of bleach blond hair and hazel eyes jeered.
"Fuck off, Jared," Emily snapped, barrel rolling around her former team mate and flying next to Ginny, Harry and Draco.
"Ooh, big words," 'Hailie', a tall girl with russet colored hair and piercing blue eyes jeered. "Give up now, bitch, or we'll take you out.
"Sod off, you stupid bint," Draco snapped, cutting Hailie off with his broom and diving.
"Ohhh, I'm so scared," an Asian girl with red streaks in her ebony hair snickered, standing up and surfing on her broom.
James flicked her broom with a small gust of wind and she swayed, screaming before sitting back down.
"Has anyone ever told you how stupid you sound?" Harry informed the San Diego team in a bored tone. "Insults are so old."
"We're going to mop the Pitch with you," Jared growled, buzzing Harry. Harry reached up and grabbed the end of the Chaser's broom, causing Jared to tip and almost fall off.
"We're so scared," Ginny hissed, showing a hint of fang. Hailie stared at her mouth, her face paling.
Magically enhanced voices- Lee Jordan, Fred and George Weaseley, boomed over the crowd's cheering. "LADIES AND GENTS!!!" they yelled enthusiastically. "IT'S THE FINAL GAME!!! IT'S COME DOWN TO HOGWARTS-" a roar drowned them out and they stopped, waiting until the crowd quieted. "BETWEEN HOGWARTS AND SAN DIEGO SCHOOL OF MAGIC!!!!" An even louder roar shook the stadium as every fan surged to his or her feet, cheering and clapping for the teams.
The referee sat on her broom in the center of the field, waiting for the players to settle down and take their positions. They circled the Pitch once more, to the crowd's delight, and settled into their places, ready to begin.
"Captains, shake hands." Harry and Draco touched ground and stalked over to the other team's captain, their Quidditch robes billowing gracefully. They abruptly shook hands with 'Jared' and turned back around, mounting their brooms. They soared back into place, waiting.
"No cheating," the referee growled, releasing the Snitch. It circled around James and the other Seeker before flitting away. She tossed to Bludgers into the air and they zoomed madly around the Pitch. At last, she tossed the Quaffle into the air.
"AND THEY'RE OFF!!!" Harry blocked the sounds of the commentators and crowd from his mind and swerved forward to take the Quaffle. Another girl got to it first and streaked towards Hogwarts' goal. Seamus aimed a Bludger at her and knocked the Quaffle from her suddenly limp fingers. Ginny caught the falling Quaffle gracefully and sped in the opposite direction, Harry and Draco flanking her. They twisted and turned, passing back and forth. The goalie, Hailie, watched them with narrowed eyes, trying to anticipate their movements. She slightly wove back and forth, mirroring their movements. Finally, Harry saw his chance. He shot the Quaffle directly for the leftmost goal, and Hailie moved to block it, a sneer on her face. Draco caught the Quaffle at the last possible moment, redirecting it into the center goal.
"HOGWARTS SCORES!!!!!!!!!!!" Fred screamed, the Hogwarts fans going nuts and the San Diego fans booing and catcalling.
San Diego took possession quickly and shot back down the field, Jared and the Asian girl with the funky highlights passing quickly back and forth. "Hey Emmy!" Jared called cheerfully.
Emily determinedly ignored him, concentrating on the Quaffle.
"Hey, Bitch, is that any way to treat your old boyfriend?" the Asian girl asked scathingly.
"Tina, bite me," Emily said edgily.
"Bitch," Jared snapped, throwing the Quaffle for all he was worth. Emily blocked it and passed to Draco with ease.
"Is that the best you've got?" Emily sneered. Jared glared at her before swooping off, chasing after the Quaffle.
Less than two minutes later, he was back, his other chasers in tow. This time, as he hurtled the Quaffle to the goal, Emily already on the move, Harry shot directly up under the Quaffle and nabbed it, shooting above the shocked Chasers and back down the field.
"God, Emmy, could you be any more pathetic?" Jared jeered. "You can't even do your job right so you have the Chasers tend Goal. How in hell did you get on the team? Sleep with every member?"
Draco saw red as he slammed into Jared, viscously checking him into the side of the stands right below where Eric was sitting. Eric grabbed Jared's hair and held the writhing player in place. "That's my girlfriend you're swearing at and making allegations about, you stupid sodding prick," he growled, punching Jared full in the face. Jared yelped and the Referee halted play and shot over, grabbing Eric's wrist as he cocked his arm back for another punch.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS??" the referee screamed above Fred and George's ranting in the announcer's booth.
"HE WAS SWEARING AT MY GIRLFRIEND!!!" Eric screamed back, his face red. Emily and Ginny hovered together by the goals, Ginny rubbing Emily's back and hugging her.
"PENALTY FOR UNSPORTSMANLIKE BEHAVIOR!!" the referee screamed at Jared before turning to Eric. "And YOU, leave the stadium at once!" Eric motioned to Harry and Harry flew over and stepped into the stands, handing over his broom. He ignored the ref's yells of outrage.
Eric shot into the air and barely braked in time to keep from crashing into his girlfriend. Ginny backed off, and Eric softly talked to Emily, who grinned and kissed him. Eric flew back; his face set and handed the broom back to Harry. Without another word, he Apparated. The Hogwarts fans in the stands booed, and Alanna stood up. "WHAT THE FUCK, REF???" she screamed, Lily standing up and screaming along side her. "WHAT ARE YOU, STUPID? ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH THE LITTLE BLOND SHIT, HUH?? IS THAT WHY YOU'RE FAVORING HIM? REFFING A LITTLE EXTRA PRIVATE QUIDDITCH SESSIONS?? THE FUCK!!!!"
The ref opened her mouth, furious, but the magically enhanced voices of Olivia and Gaila leading the rest of the demigods and demigoddesses in a chant overrode her. "CHING CHING CHONG, SMOKE FROM A BONG, GRAB SOME POT AND SMOKE RIGHT ALONG! THE REF'S A SLICK, STUPID SODDING PRICK, LETS THE OTHER TEAM WIN IF THEY GIVE HER DICK! CHING CHING CHONG, SMOKE FROM A BONG..." ™ they continued chanting, getting the students involved. Four hundred voices echoed throughout the stadium, repeating the same lines over and over for the better part of ten minutes. The ref stared at them, her face scarlet and her mouth opening and closing furiously.
Finally, she overrode their voices. "LEAVE THE STADIUM NOW!!!!!!!" she roared.
Alanna, Xander, Olivia, Gaila, Raphael, Gabrielle, Rowan, Michael, Salazar, Godric, Lily, Damien and Nicholai powered up, the stadium shaking from the energy they were producing. "I dare you to make us," Alanna hissed, her eyes glowing. The ref gulped and backed down immediately, her face white.
Turning, she waved her wand and summoned the Quaffle. "Right, let's continue play. Places, everyone." The players took their positions and play resumed.
Two hours later, they were still at it, the score 630 to 620, San Diego in the lead. James circled the Pitch, searching for the Snitch to no avail. Guys, I can't find it, he said quietly. It keeps flitting in and out. I'll see it briefly, and- gold, is that it??
That's it! Harry snapped, passing the tiny golden ball as he shot the Quaffle again at the goal. It went in! Finally, we evened the score, but for how long? They're better than anyone we've ever faced! He shot after Jared, Tina and Grant, the third Chaser. Next to him, Draco found an opening and shot forward, snagging the Quaffle and turning on a dime, heading back the way he came. He and Harry passed back and forth and Draco shot the Quaffle, scoring yet again.
Blaise and Seamus had a hell of a time trying to keep the Bludgers from hitting their teammates. Blaise slammed the nearest Bludger from its course aimed directly at Harry's head to hit Grant square in the ribs, knocking him from his broom. He managed to grab hold with one arm and dangled in the air, his other hand clutching his side. Tina helped her teammate up, and Seamus had to block the Bludger the second Beater aimed at his face. He and Blaise targeted the Beaters after that, taking out one permanently from the game. However, that didn't give them an advantage as his replacement was just as good and a fresh player.
They continued scoring back and forth, the score steadily increasing evenly. After another three hours, they had evened out to 1120 to 1090, Hogwarts in the lead. "THIS IS NUTS!!!" Fred yelled over the crowds. He, George and Lee were taking half hour turns "FIVE AND A HALF HOURS AND THEY'RE STILL GOING!! WILL SOMEONE FIND THE BLOODY FU--"
Professor McGonagall grabbed the magical microphone. "MR. WEASELEY!! JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE NO LONGER A STUDENT DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T STILL GIVE YOU DETENTION!!!!!"
Laughter and cheers broke out. "SORRY, PROFESSOR. AS I WAS SAYING, WOULD SOMEONE FIND THE SNITCH ALREADY??"
James shot over to the stand. "Don't you think we're trying??" Behind him, Harry and Draco scored several times, bringing the score to 1150 to 1110.
Lee laughed and James gestured rudely towards him. As he turned his head, the snitch hovered in front of his face. He reached out, as if in slow motion, and snagged a wing. Lee's mouth dropped open and he started screaming. It took a minute for the voices to register in James's mind. "WE WON!!! HOGWARTS WINS!!! JAMES POTTER CAUGHT THE BLOODY SNITCH!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! IT JUST SAT IN FRONT OF HIS FACE AND HE TOOK IT FROM MIDAIR!!! HOGWARTS ARE CHAMPIONS. 1300 TO 1130!!! HGWARTS WINS!!!" James shot down to the field, holding the snitch aloft. Harry mobbed him, tackling him from his broom and landing on the grass.
"YOU DID IT!!!" Harry screamed. "WE WON!!!! WE'RE CHAMPIONS!!!!!" Draco slid to the grass next to Harry, Ginny, Blaise, Seamus and Emily sliding as well. The Hogwarts fans stormed the field, chanting and cheering and screaming.
Oliver ran onto the field, levitating a table with four trophies on it. He quickly tapped a Sonorous on his throat. "EVERYONE SHUT UP!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Everyone immediately quieted, with the adults murmuring about rude young people.
"THANK YOU!! WE'RE ALL HERE, ALL TWENTY TEAMS, SO WE'LL HOLD THE AWARDS NOW!!" Hogwarts' team sat on the grass, joined by Magica Universidad de Roma's students and Quidditch team.
"IN FOURTH PLACE OVER ALL, ONTARIO MAGE'S ACADEMY!!!" The team captain and the headmistress walked up and received their trophy, shaking Oliver's hand. Their students cheered and whistled and everyone else clapped.
"IN THIRD PLACE, ACADEMY OF ISIS!!" The twin co captains, and their headmaster, walked up and accepted their trophy to cheers, whistles and clapping.
"IN SECOND PLACE, SAN DIEGO SCHOOL OF MAGIC!!!" Jared scowled and stalked forward, flanked by Tina, Grant and their Headmistress. They ungratefully took the trophy to polite applause. They scowled and stalked back to their seats.
"AND THE CHAMPIONS, HOGWARTS!!!!!!!!!" Oliver yelled. The crowd roared as Harry and Draco, accompanied by the rest of the team and Dumbledore ran up and grabbed the trophy, holding it aloft.
An hour later, the entire school, parents and friends were in the Great Hall, sitting at expanded tables. Lucius and Narcissa sat on one side of Draco and Harry, Lily and James on the other. Everyone was crowded around them as they chatted and laughed. Harry was amazed at the transformation Lucius and his wife had undergone. They were carefree and ... happy. He shook his head in amazement. Draco was talking animatedly, his eyes sparkling.
Love, your parents are... nice, and... happy. What happened? Harry asked Draco.
They don't have to hide any more, Draco replied with a grin. They can be happy. The Dark Lord can't hurt them and they don't have to look over their shoulders any more and make sure that no one could rat them out. It's incredible.
It's wonderful, Harry said, basking in the love and affection Draco was broadcasting to everyone.
Dumbledore tapped his glass. "Students, teachers and guests, this is a momentous occasion," he said, his deceptively soft voice carrying throughout the hall. "We're the champions of the interscholastic Quidditch Organization. I only have a few words. Party on!"
For the rest of the day, night, and into the early hours of the next morning, alcohol flowed in copious amounts. As the night wore on, of which Lily and Alanna could not take part, Harry nudged Draco.
"Yes?" Draco slurred slightly as he kissed his mother on the cheek. "Have I told you how much I love you?" he asked a giggling Narcissa.
"Not today!" Narcissa exclaimed happily.
"I LOVE MY MUMMY!" Draco yelled at the top of his lungs.
Lucius stumbled over, his normally impeccable hair and clothing askew. Playfully, he wrapped Draco in a bear hug. "You did well, my son. I'm proud of you!" he exclaimed, taking a swig from a bottle of Johnny Walker Blue Label. He ruffled Draco's hair and Draco ducked away from him, laughing.
"Come on, Cissa," Lucius drawled. "Let's go have a private party." He led a giggling Narcissa away. Draco turned beet red.
"Did they- oh wow," Harry said.
Lucius turned back around. "So, Draco, do you fancy a brother or a sister?" he called over the crowd. Draco choked as the rest of the student body turned around and stared as his now smirking father nibbled on his wife's neck, leading her out of the Great Hall. Lily and James ran out after them, hopefully to lead them to somewhere private where no impressionable little Hufflepuffs could walk in on them.
Harry shook his head. "Wanna go somewhere?" he asked playfully.
"The mansion?" Draco asked, his eyes shining.
Harry grabbed his hand and led him over to Alanna, who was laughing uproariously over Xander's drunken antics and McGonagall's drunken antics as well.
"Alanna!" he yelled. She turned and grinned at him.
"What do you want, kid?" she yelled.
"We're taking off!" Draco yelled back, grinning.
"Have fun!" Alanna made a shooing motion. "Go on! You deserve a night off!"
They Apparated, landing on their bed in the mansion. Harry lightly kissed Draco on the lips, slowly pulling off his shirt. "I love you," he whispered, staring Draco straight in the eye.
"I love you too." That night, they made love slowly, cherishing each other.
A/N: ONE MORE TO GO!!! Honestly, people, I'm tying up loose ends... (and sexy Harry and Draco... ooh, kinky! Bring on the chocolate sauce and scented oils!) and then the next book (A Fine Line Between Heaven and Hell), as well as the rest of Just Like You, which is almost done, one or two more chapters, and Jungle Law and My Immortal (parts two and three of Lesser of Two Evils). So that's what to look forward to. Anyway, I'm having fun... are you having fun reading? Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers!!!
B/N: Hola people!!! This is just amazing, isn't it? I mean, wow! Thirty- three fucking chapters and we're almost done... sniff I do so love happy endings! But enough of that shit; on to more important things! Like why am I up at 1:06 in the freaking morning, betaing this story? I mean, seriously! And there is my little brother Mikey, asleep on the couch next to where I am typing. Aaaaw, he's so cute!!! And he's got his little Spiderman doll... Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can! Spins a web, any size; catches thieves, just like flies. Watch out! Here comes the Spiderman! .................. .....Ugh! I have got to go to sleep earlier. Anyway, for my parting note, I say this: ......crickets chirping in the background.......... "Um"........... "Uh"....... "Er"...... "Damnit!!! Of all the times to have my brain give out on me, it just had to be now!"......... "Grrr"........ "Arrg"........ "Rowr".......... "Meow".... "Waitjustadamnminute! Where did that come from?!" turns to see Mikey cuddling with his Spiderman "Ooooh, that is just so cute!!! He's like a little kitty! Well, I've already wasted enough space on this page, I'll be done now. Love and cookies, people! Tata!