A/N
I really am sorry, but I've discontinued this story (for now) and have begun another 6th year tale. Originally, I was just going to revise this story, but then I realized that it was just easier to start over. I'm sorry, I really am!
Would you please just give the other story a shot, and if I get enough reviews telling me that this one is better, I'll seriously consider picking this one up again.
I'm sorry to have kept you all hanging like this!
If you're just absolutely dying to know what was going to happen, review and I'll get back to you somehow.
Again, I'm sorry! I'm just an insatiable perfectionist.
-Liseli
PS, oh, and because we aren't supposed to update with just an A/N, here's a little ditty for you:
Harry: my life sucks. I hate my life. Blah blah blah.
Dumbledore: in a sing-song voice: turn that frown up-side-down!
Harry: tries to literally turn his mouth around. Runs off to find Hermione to ask if there's a spell for it.
Hermione: Sure there is Harry! Points wand at him.
Hermione: Avada Kedavara!
Harry: is dead, despite the fact that only Voldiepants can do that.
Hermione: oh, wait that's not right...
Hermione: Aranba Keragatum!
Harry: Has sprouted flowers through his nostrils
Hermione: oh, wait, I remember it now!
Hermione: Abra Kedabra!
Harry: Smiles
Madame Pince: No smiling in the library!