A/N On the road again…I just can't wait to get back on the road again…back home again…updates are gonna be later, then…/neighbor throws shoe in direction of singing/ Okay, okay, I'll shut up! But seriously, y'all, I'm going back home so it may be weeks before you next hear from me. /ducks rotten food and flees/

This chapter will also be shorter due to the packing-up-and-leaving part of going home.

Disclaimer: Dee'n'Sean are the only ones who're mine, everyone else belongs to J.K.R.

Chapter the Fifth

Harry was panting in the first five minutes. Dee wasn't even breathing hard.

"Not very fit, are you?" she asked cheerfully, sounding highly amused. Harry growled in response, and she laughed. "Come on," she said, "Let's head back home before you drop dead."

"Thanks," he managed, and gratefully turned around with her.

Once in the kitchen, he began to gulp down water, but Dee stopped him. "Little sips," she informed him. "Always little sips." He sighed but complied.

"You do that every day?" he asked once his breathing returned to normal.

"Every chance I get," she replied.

"How long and how far can you run?"

"I can run for a few hours," she said with a negligent shrug, "And I think my record so far has been five miles."

"A few hours? Five miles?" Harry stared at her in shock.

"Lots of people can do it," she said defensively, and then winced. "Okay, so maybe not lots, but it's more than you think."

"What sort of training did you have to go through?" he asked in fascination.

"BUD/S. Er," she closed her eyes and thought, "Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL training." Her eyes popped open again and she sighed at Harry's blank look. "It's a type of U.S. Muggle military training. Of course, I wasn't allowed in it because I'm a woman, but it was a program similar to it, exclusively for wizards." A mischievous smile tugged at her lips. "You should see some of the guys. They are really really cute. Nice rears."

Harry snorted and took another sip of his water. "Was that all the training you took?" he finally asked.

"Nope," she replied, and took a sip of her own water. "I took a lot of other military-type training courses, and a lot of magi espionage courses. Had to have flying colors on all my E.O.C. exams, twenty-five/twenty vision, and, believe it or not, we had to be good in chess. I got through on that part by the skin of my teeth, and then probably only because the M.I.C.O.C.A. really needed a good Summoner."

"Chess?"

"Uh-huh." She grinned at him. Harry snorted again, and the oven let out a ding.

"Ha! Dinner's ready." Dee rubbed her hands together. "Let's eat."

A/N This is going on longer than I thought I could take it. Anyways, hoped you liked.