James Potter sat on a train alone. Soon a woman with a drink cart entered his compartment.
"Would you like to watch a film, Mr. Potter?" The woman asked him, trying to hint at something deeper.
"No, no thanks." James replied and tried to get the woman to leave his compartment. He didn't know what she was trying to imply, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"Are you sure? We've got a lovely new one from Switzerland..." The drink lady pressed.
"Oh? Okay..." James said, hoping if he agreed with her she'd leave him alone. The woman, whose name tag read 'Berta' tapped her wand against the wall opposite James and a picture appeared. The old face of Albus Dumbledore soon became visible.
"Mr. Potter, it's time for your next mission..." The film version of Dumbledore spoke seriously. James listened as Dumbledore outlined the assignment and then was off in a flash on his broom. He scooped up an weak Lily amid fire and curses being shot at him and returned both of them to the train.
"Well that was fast," said a bemused Film Dumbledore. Lily came to in James's arms and looked dreamily into his eyes.
"My hero!" She yelled and immediately threw herself at him and kissed the living daylights out of him.
"Nice artwork, Prongs." Pete said while looking over James's shoulder.
"Yeah," Remus added, "do you always spend the whole of Herbology drawing moving pictures of you and Lily snogging?"
"I... no!" James colored a severe shade of red; his friends were not known to be the most forgiving of this topic. "Just this once," he said a lot quieter glancing down at the enchanted parchment. It had started the moving picture back from the beginning again and was at the part where the drink lady came in. James crumpled it up and tossed it by a rather intimidating plant.
"Why don't you go over and talk to her. You never know, that fantasy may come true." Sirius suggested.
"Nah," James shrugged, "She's been ignoring me all morning."
"Yeah, she's talking to that Ravenclaw Cathy." Sirius nodded his head in the girls' direction.
"You noticed."
"Yeah... wait. I... no! What?" Sirius looked around wildly, confused as to how James got him to admit that.
"Uh huh," James looked very amused. Hey, he wasn't the only one having girl troubles. "So, what are we working on today anyway?"
"Beats me," Pete looked uninterested. Sirius chimed in with a grunt that sounded vaguely like "I dunno," and Remus rolled his eyes at the three of them. They faced him expectantly.
"Honestly, why am I friends with you?"
"Aww, shucks Remmy-poo, you love us!" Sirius giggled.
"Seriously Padfoot, you need some boundaries." Remus said, mildly disgusted by Sirius's apparent advances. "Seriously," he added for emphasis.
"Don't even say it!" James tried, but he was too late.
"I do everything Sirius-ly, don't I?"
The retort was met with groans all around and plenty of "Not that again!", "Just stop there...", and "Will that joke never die?".
After Remus flat out refused to share with them what they were they were doing in class, James wandered tentatively to where Lily was working with Cathy.
"Hey girls," he started. Cathy gave a small smile but Lily continued prodding at whatever leafy plant she had in front of her. "How has your day been going?"
"Mine's going well," Cathy replied as if James had said the most interesting thing in the world. "Right, Lily?" She nudged Lily closer to James with an elbow.
Lily coughed. "Right. Yeah." She mumbled and went back to her work never once looking James directly James directly in the eye.
"Don't mind her," Cathy whispered to James, once they were out of Lily's earshot. "She's just miffed about last night. She told me what happened."
"Yeah, about that," James said uncertainly, "What exactly did go wrong there?"
"She said that in the past couple of days you've been pushing her to be nice and open about her life and feelings, but you weren't returning the favor. She said you kept a secret from her." Cathy explained.
"What if it wasn't exactly my secret to share? Do you think you could tell her that?" James pleaded and didn't let up with the puppy eyes until Cathy agreed. He strutted back to his work table.
"You find out what we're doing today?" Peter asked hopefully.
"Erm..."
"You talk about Lily instead?" Sirius sighed.
"Uh..."
"It figures." Pete and Sirius said at once. Again, all three turned to Remus.
"Ok, ok! But next time you're going to pay attention and do it yourself." Remus broke.
"Of course," Sirius said, eyes glinting. "Whatever you say, Moony. Now spill."
"Right, well, this," Remus pointed at the plant in front of him, identical to the one Lily had been poking at, "is pennyroyal. It's a mint with several useful magical qualities and is a regular in potions trying to improve strength, power, and protection."
"Yeah, and?" James asked dismally, so obviously not concentrating.
"We are to harvest and transplant them." Remus replied brightly. He showed the others the cutting he had already clipped. "See? Like this. Grab here and lift it up; snip there. No, Prongs, don't hack at it..."
James grunted, signaling that he didn't care one bit about how to properly prune the pennyroyal and continued. He haphazardly dumped the rest of the plant into another pot to transplant it. Remus made an expression of exasperation but decided not to push it because James didn't look too happy; Remus was well aware of the rule not to bother an angry Potter. He only wished he could remember to mention it to Lily one of these days.
Shortly, the professor signaled that the class period was over and the students herded out. James wanted to hang back and talk to Lily, but it appeared that at that moment, Cathy was trying to convince Lily of James's sincerity. He resolved that it might help him in the end if he left them alone just now.
"I suppose you're right," Lily was saying begrudgingly.
"So, you'll talk to him then?" Cathy asked. She felt a little awkward. She didn't want to be too pushy, especially since she only just met Lily and they weren't exactly friends yet. Still, she wanted to keep her promise to James.
"I guess... but what would I say? 'I'm sorry I flipped out on you last night, but that whole thing about the secret was something a prat would do.'?"
"Well, I'd say it was a good start, except for the prat part." Cathy said nervously.
Lily snorted. "Yeah... hey, what's this?" She had found James's parchment and unfurled it. The moving picture had just come to the part where Lily threw herself at James to snog him senseless. Needless to say, she was repulsed. "Is this really how he thinks of me, as some whore?"
"Of course not!" Cathy exclaimed, horrified. Really, here she was trying to help the guy and he was digging himself deeper with crude drawings. Lily marched out of the greenhouse and into the school.
"Wait, Lily! You're going the wrong way. Don't you want lunch?" Cathy called out to her.
"Not hungry," Lily fibbed. "I've got to get something from the library anyhow." She slowed her pace once in sight of the library and entered. She looked around, confused. Everything looked so different in the daylight. Where was that section Remus had found the book in? She resigned to wander around aimlessly. Something was bound to look familiar.
She turned a corner and saw the very boy she was hoping to see. Remus sat with his feet propped on a table and a large book entitled 'Cures and Concoctions for all Curses' in his lap. Lily cleared her throat and Remus looked up.
"Lily?"
"Uh, I was wondering if you could show me where that book was again, from last night. I couldn't remember... I thought you would know... You, uh... said last night that you could help anytime. That wasn't a dream, was it?" Lily added when she noticed Remus's curious veneer.
"Oh, no. I said anytime and I meant it. Now, which book were you searching for, this one, perhaps?" He pulled a book off the floor where it had been sitting near the legs of his chair.
"You had it ready?" Lily inquired.
"Well, I thought you might be back for it." Remus mumbled.
'Did he just blush?' Lily thought to herself after noticing the ever so slight pink tint that danced across Remus's face. If it had been, he recovered quickly, for Lily truly couldn't tell. Remus turned his face away.
"So, I'd guess you'll be wanting to find James about now." He said, somewhat dejectedly, Lily thought, or hoped rather.
"You'd be wrong." She tried to say it as calmly as she could, but it still came out spiteful.
"Oh," was all Remus could say.
"Yeah."
"Would you like to go for a walk then?" he offered timidly.
"I... sure." Lily accepted. "I'll have to check this book out first."
"Take your time," Remus waved her off nonchalantly.
"Lily nearly skipped over to the check out desk. That must have been the most Remus had ever said to someone what wasn't a teacher or one of his best friends- and it was to her! She squealed inwardly ad she placed the book on the desk.
"'Modern Prophets and their Predictions'? No one has taken this out since the prophets in the book were actually modern." said the librarian as she thumbed through the old, yellowing pages.
"Really? Wow," Lily feigned interest, but really just wanted to get back to Remus.
"Yes, there seems to be quite the interest in this book lately. Someone actually tried to run off with it last night. Mr. Filch almost caught the culprit."
"Imagine that," Lily said, trying to keep her cool. She managed to get the book checked out without showing any signs of guilt and met back up with Remus. Together they left the castle and wandered toward the lake. Neither spoke.
Finally it looked like Remus was going to open his mouth to say something when they were interrupted by a scruffy voice behind them.
"Hello, Moony, Lily. I think I can take it from here."
"Right, Prongs," Remus sighed and ducked out.
"So, I'm ready for an apology," James said pompously.
"Alright," Lily said, perturbed that James had edged in on her time with Remus, "go ahead."
James looked surprised. "No, I meant from you."
Lily's eyes bulged. "For what exactly?!"
"For last night... that whole misunderstanding..." He had started confident, but the threatening way Lily was glaring at him caused him to faulter.
"Even if I had been in the wrong last night- which I wasn't- and even if I could ever consider apologizing to you about anything, I wouldn't. You disgust me!"
"Oh, what now? There's always something with you, isn't there?"
"Yes, with you, there is always something because you are immature, insensitive, inconsiderate and just... plain stupid!"
"You take that back! I may deserve some things in my life, but I definitely didn't deserve that!" James's noise level rivaled Lily's.
This time, Lily didn't want to let herself over the roof for this. Instead of screaming back, she cocked her head to the side as if to say "oh, yeah?" and grabbed James's wrist. She positioned his hand palm up and smacked a piece of crumpled parchment into the centre. With that, she felt she had made her point and stormed away. James was almost too scared to look at the parchment- almost.
He opened it up and saw the scene he had drawn that morning in Herbology, only it was different. As soon as Drawing James kissed Drawing Lily, Drawing James received a good, heary slap to the face. Real James winced in remembrance. This was Lily's doing.
"Bugger," he muttered.
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It was eight o'clock that night and James strode into an abandoned classroom. The map had told him this was where he'd find Dumbledore.
"Where's Miss Evans?" was the first thing he heard.
"She's... not coming."
"Is she feeling ill?" Dumbledore asked, concerned.
"You could say that..."
"Oh," Dumbledore said with realization. "It's good that you're giving her some time now, you know. Don't give her too much time, though, or she'll go looking to someone else. You need to do something dramatic for her, to show her you care."
"How would you know?" James grumbled angrily.
Most professors would have been horrified by James's outburst, but Dumbledore shrugged it off and looked fondly at what could arguably be his favorite student. "I was young once, too."
James surveyed his headmaster. Obviously the statement was true, obviously, but there was no physical evidence that hinted that Dumbledore had had a youth; nothing except his eyes. Amidst wisdom and experience, they glistened with a child-like exuberance.
"Yeah," James nodded as if the more he nodded, the more convinced her was. "Yeah, you're right. Excuse me Professor, there's something I have to do."
"Of course," Dumbledore said to James's retreating back. "That workshop can wait." James left the room. Dumbledore's lips pulled into a worried yet warm smile.
"You go get her."
A/N: Hey guys, as you can tell, I've pushed off the part about mystery and fighting, so once again, it will be mostly fluff. I can definitely tell you that the war vs. evil won't come up in the next two chapters (because I already have them written!) but I'll try to work it in really soon because I'm kind of running out of time to get it in. It's just that writing their romance is so cute. But if I seem to get off track, somebody remind me that I have to write the danger in eventually. Also, I don't want to be one of those people who give an ultimatum for reviews, but I will anyway. I would like at least 10 reviews before the next one will be posted. (I'll end up posting anyway most likely, but those review are really nice...)
Lily Lupin89: Hah! You just wait until the next chapter; I think you'll really like that one... I've had it written for days and can't wait to get it up!
MorphManiac: Do you feel even more loved now? I didn't know how I'd fit your... stoned revelation into the story, but I did, and I think it turned out rather nice, don't you? I'm glad you like Remus. I wanted to write him more serious because you would think that if someone was carrying around a secret like he was, you'd need quiet moments to yourself like that, right? And the "completely stupid" scene... yeah I took it from real life. I had that same moment a few weeks ago... embarrassing... And about that prophecy. I realized later that having said young in front of buck made no sense because buck already means young stag... but oh well. You get it (now) and other people get it so it works.
TeenTypist: Thank you. I have the whole thing worked out. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to word it and it still sounds corny...
Revi: That's the great part, YOU DON'T KNOW YET! HA! It's all up to me! But wait for the next chapter, I think it's cute...
Abby11101: OMG THANKS!!! That made me SO happy!
Awesome islanders: Thanks! I've been getting better about an updating schedule, too. I think I settled on once a weekend.
"Would you like to watch a film, Mr. Potter?" The woman asked him, trying to hint at something deeper.
"No, no thanks." James replied and tried to get the woman to leave his compartment. He didn't know what she was trying to imply, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"Are you sure? We've got a lovely new one from Switzerland..." The drink lady pressed.
"Oh? Okay..." James said, hoping if he agreed with her she'd leave him alone. The woman, whose name tag read 'Berta' tapped her wand against the wall opposite James and a picture appeared. The old face of Albus Dumbledore soon became visible.
"Mr. Potter, it's time for your next mission..." The film version of Dumbledore spoke seriously. James listened as Dumbledore outlined the assignment and then was off in a flash on his broom. He scooped up an weak Lily amid fire and curses being shot at him and returned both of them to the train.
"Well that was fast," said a bemused Film Dumbledore. Lily came to in James's arms and looked dreamily into his eyes.
"My hero!" She yelled and immediately threw herself at him and kissed the living daylights out of him.
"Nice artwork, Prongs." Pete said while looking over James's shoulder.
"Yeah," Remus added, "do you always spend the whole of Herbology drawing moving pictures of you and Lily snogging?"
"I... no!" James colored a severe shade of red; his friends were not known to be the most forgiving of this topic. "Just this once," he said a lot quieter glancing down at the enchanted parchment. It had started the moving picture back from the beginning again and was at the part where the drink lady came in. James crumpled it up and tossed it by a rather intimidating plant.
"Why don't you go over and talk to her. You never know, that fantasy may come true." Sirius suggested.
"Nah," James shrugged, "She's been ignoring me all morning."
"Yeah, she's talking to that Ravenclaw Cathy." Sirius nodded his head in the girls' direction.
"You noticed."
"Yeah... wait. I... no! What?" Sirius looked around wildly, confused as to how James got him to admit that.
"Uh huh," James looked very amused. Hey, he wasn't the only one having girl troubles. "So, what are we working on today anyway?"
"Beats me," Pete looked uninterested. Sirius chimed in with a grunt that sounded vaguely like "I dunno," and Remus rolled his eyes at the three of them. They faced him expectantly.
"Honestly, why am I friends with you?"
"Aww, shucks Remmy-poo, you love us!" Sirius giggled.
"Seriously Padfoot, you need some boundaries." Remus said, mildly disgusted by Sirius's apparent advances. "Seriously," he added for emphasis.
"Don't even say it!" James tried, but he was too late.
"I do everything Sirius-ly, don't I?"
The retort was met with groans all around and plenty of "Not that again!", "Just stop there...", and "Will that joke never die?".
After Remus flat out refused to share with them what they were they were doing in class, James wandered tentatively to where Lily was working with Cathy.
"Hey girls," he started. Cathy gave a small smile but Lily continued prodding at whatever leafy plant she had in front of her. "How has your day been going?"
"Mine's going well," Cathy replied as if James had said the most interesting thing in the world. "Right, Lily?" She nudged Lily closer to James with an elbow.
Lily coughed. "Right. Yeah." She mumbled and went back to her work never once looking James directly James directly in the eye.
"Don't mind her," Cathy whispered to James, once they were out of Lily's earshot. "She's just miffed about last night. She told me what happened."
"Yeah, about that," James said uncertainly, "What exactly did go wrong there?"
"She said that in the past couple of days you've been pushing her to be nice and open about her life and feelings, but you weren't returning the favor. She said you kept a secret from her." Cathy explained.
"What if it wasn't exactly my secret to share? Do you think you could tell her that?" James pleaded and didn't let up with the puppy eyes until Cathy agreed. He strutted back to his work table.
"You find out what we're doing today?" Peter asked hopefully.
"Erm..."
"You talk about Lily instead?" Sirius sighed.
"Uh..."
"It figures." Pete and Sirius said at once. Again, all three turned to Remus.
"Ok, ok! But next time you're going to pay attention and do it yourself." Remus broke.
"Of course," Sirius said, eyes glinting. "Whatever you say, Moony. Now spill."
"Right, well, this," Remus pointed at the plant in front of him, identical to the one Lily had been poking at, "is pennyroyal. It's a mint with several useful magical qualities and is a regular in potions trying to improve strength, power, and protection."
"Yeah, and?" James asked dismally, so obviously not concentrating.
"We are to harvest and transplant them." Remus replied brightly. He showed the others the cutting he had already clipped. "See? Like this. Grab here and lift it up; snip there. No, Prongs, don't hack at it..."
James grunted, signaling that he didn't care one bit about how to properly prune the pennyroyal and continued. He haphazardly dumped the rest of the plant into another pot to transplant it. Remus made an expression of exasperation but decided not to push it because James didn't look too happy; Remus was well aware of the rule not to bother an angry Potter. He only wished he could remember to mention it to Lily one of these days.
Shortly, the professor signaled that the class period was over and the students herded out. James wanted to hang back and talk to Lily, but it appeared that at that moment, Cathy was trying to convince Lily of James's sincerity. He resolved that it might help him in the end if he left them alone just now.
"I suppose you're right," Lily was saying begrudgingly.
"So, you'll talk to him then?" Cathy asked. She felt a little awkward. She didn't want to be too pushy, especially since she only just met Lily and they weren't exactly friends yet. Still, she wanted to keep her promise to James.
"I guess... but what would I say? 'I'm sorry I flipped out on you last night, but that whole thing about the secret was something a prat would do.'?"
"Well, I'd say it was a good start, except for the prat part." Cathy said nervously.
Lily snorted. "Yeah... hey, what's this?" She had found James's parchment and unfurled it. The moving picture had just come to the part where Lily threw herself at James to snog him senseless. Needless to say, she was repulsed. "Is this really how he thinks of me, as some whore?"
"Of course not!" Cathy exclaimed, horrified. Really, here she was trying to help the guy and he was digging himself deeper with crude drawings. Lily marched out of the greenhouse and into the school.
"Wait, Lily! You're going the wrong way. Don't you want lunch?" Cathy called out to her.
"Not hungry," Lily fibbed. "I've got to get something from the library anyhow." She slowed her pace once in sight of the library and entered. She looked around, confused. Everything looked so different in the daylight. Where was that section Remus had found the book in? She resigned to wander around aimlessly. Something was bound to look familiar.
She turned a corner and saw the very boy she was hoping to see. Remus sat with his feet propped on a table and a large book entitled 'Cures and Concoctions for all Curses' in his lap. Lily cleared her throat and Remus looked up.
"Lily?"
"Uh, I was wondering if you could show me where that book was again, from last night. I couldn't remember... I thought you would know... You, uh... said last night that you could help anytime. That wasn't a dream, was it?" Lily added when she noticed Remus's curious veneer.
"Oh, no. I said anytime and I meant it. Now, which book were you searching for, this one, perhaps?" He pulled a book off the floor where it had been sitting near the legs of his chair.
"You had it ready?" Lily inquired.
"Well, I thought you might be back for it." Remus mumbled.
'Did he just blush?' Lily thought to herself after noticing the ever so slight pink tint that danced across Remus's face. If it had been, he recovered quickly, for Lily truly couldn't tell. Remus turned his face away.
"So, I'd guess you'll be wanting to find James about now." He said, somewhat dejectedly, Lily thought, or hoped rather.
"You'd be wrong." She tried to say it as calmly as she could, but it still came out spiteful.
"Oh," was all Remus could say.
"Yeah."
"Would you like to go for a walk then?" he offered timidly.
"I... sure." Lily accepted. "I'll have to check this book out first."
"Take your time," Remus waved her off nonchalantly.
"Lily nearly skipped over to the check out desk. That must have been the most Remus had ever said to someone what wasn't a teacher or one of his best friends- and it was to her! She squealed inwardly ad she placed the book on the desk.
"'Modern Prophets and their Predictions'? No one has taken this out since the prophets in the book were actually modern." said the librarian as she thumbed through the old, yellowing pages.
"Really? Wow," Lily feigned interest, but really just wanted to get back to Remus.
"Yes, there seems to be quite the interest in this book lately. Someone actually tried to run off with it last night. Mr. Filch almost caught the culprit."
"Imagine that," Lily said, trying to keep her cool. She managed to get the book checked out without showing any signs of guilt and met back up with Remus. Together they left the castle and wandered toward the lake. Neither spoke.
Finally it looked like Remus was going to open his mouth to say something when they were interrupted by a scruffy voice behind them.
"Hello, Moony, Lily. I think I can take it from here."
"Right, Prongs," Remus sighed and ducked out.
"So, I'm ready for an apology," James said pompously.
"Alright," Lily said, perturbed that James had edged in on her time with Remus, "go ahead."
James looked surprised. "No, I meant from you."
Lily's eyes bulged. "For what exactly?!"
"For last night... that whole misunderstanding..." He had started confident, but the threatening way Lily was glaring at him caused him to faulter.
"Even if I had been in the wrong last night- which I wasn't- and even if I could ever consider apologizing to you about anything, I wouldn't. You disgust me!"
"Oh, what now? There's always something with you, isn't there?"
"Yes, with you, there is always something because you are immature, insensitive, inconsiderate and just... plain stupid!"
"You take that back! I may deserve some things in my life, but I definitely didn't deserve that!" James's noise level rivaled Lily's.
This time, Lily didn't want to let herself over the roof for this. Instead of screaming back, she cocked her head to the side as if to say "oh, yeah?" and grabbed James's wrist. She positioned his hand palm up and smacked a piece of crumpled parchment into the centre. With that, she felt she had made her point and stormed away. James was almost too scared to look at the parchment- almost.
He opened it up and saw the scene he had drawn that morning in Herbology, only it was different. As soon as Drawing James kissed Drawing Lily, Drawing James received a good, heary slap to the face. Real James winced in remembrance. This was Lily's doing.
"Bugger," he muttered.
-----
It was eight o'clock that night and James strode into an abandoned classroom. The map had told him this was where he'd find Dumbledore.
"Where's Miss Evans?" was the first thing he heard.
"She's... not coming."
"Is she feeling ill?" Dumbledore asked, concerned.
"You could say that..."
"Oh," Dumbledore said with realization. "It's good that you're giving her some time now, you know. Don't give her too much time, though, or she'll go looking to someone else. You need to do something dramatic for her, to show her you care."
"How would you know?" James grumbled angrily.
Most professors would have been horrified by James's outburst, but Dumbledore shrugged it off and looked fondly at what could arguably be his favorite student. "I was young once, too."
James surveyed his headmaster. Obviously the statement was true, obviously, but there was no physical evidence that hinted that Dumbledore had had a youth; nothing except his eyes. Amidst wisdom and experience, they glistened with a child-like exuberance.
"Yeah," James nodded as if the more he nodded, the more convinced her was. "Yeah, you're right. Excuse me Professor, there's something I have to do."
"Of course," Dumbledore said to James's retreating back. "That workshop can wait." James left the room. Dumbledore's lips pulled into a worried yet warm smile.
"You go get her."
A/N: Hey guys, as you can tell, I've pushed off the part about mystery and fighting, so once again, it will be mostly fluff. I can definitely tell you that the war vs. evil won't come up in the next two chapters (because I already have them written!) but I'll try to work it in really soon because I'm kind of running out of time to get it in. It's just that writing their romance is so cute. But if I seem to get off track, somebody remind me that I have to write the danger in eventually. Also, I don't want to be one of those people who give an ultimatum for reviews, but I will anyway. I would like at least 10 reviews before the next one will be posted. (I'll end up posting anyway most likely, but those review are really nice...)
Lily Lupin89: Hah! You just wait until the next chapter; I think you'll really like that one... I've had it written for days and can't wait to get it up!
MorphManiac: Do you feel even more loved now? I didn't know how I'd fit your... stoned revelation into the story, but I did, and I think it turned out rather nice, don't you? I'm glad you like Remus. I wanted to write him more serious because you would think that if someone was carrying around a secret like he was, you'd need quiet moments to yourself like that, right? And the "completely stupid" scene... yeah I took it from real life. I had that same moment a few weeks ago... embarrassing... And about that prophecy. I realized later that having said young in front of buck made no sense because buck already means young stag... but oh well. You get it (now) and other people get it so it works.
TeenTypist: Thank you. I have the whole thing worked out. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to word it and it still sounds corny...
Revi: That's the great part, YOU DON'T KNOW YET! HA! It's all up to me! But wait for the next chapter, I think it's cute...
Abby11101: OMG THANKS!!! That made me SO happy!
Awesome islanders: Thanks! I've been getting better about an updating schedule, too. I think I settled on once a weekend.