Sorry it took so long for us to get the second chapter up but hey it's
pretty darn difficult writing a story together when you live near each
other, but when you're about eight miles away, only see each other every
month and your only means of communication is the telephone and interent,
it's even more difficult (especially when one of you has writers block
*cough*).
Anyway, I think I'd better actually explain what's going on here seeing as Rougue neglected to mention it in the first chapter (I.R:what u mean the one that wouldn't be in existence without me?? lol)(I spent hours editing and uploading thank you very much!). This fic is basically a Tammy vs Harry story, so if you havent read either then I suggest you dont read anymore as you probably won't get it...but you can still review if you like! :-P Erm its set just before Jon marries Thayet, and I think we decided it would be in Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. I've rated it PG-13 just for the hell of it really. We havent decided what is actually going to happen yet so who knows where this fic will take us! I came across a little plan we made the other day and as of yet there is no ending. Oh well we'll think of something...
Warning: We came up with this idea in the middle of the night when we were both quite tired (and possibly drunk - where the heck did you buy that orange juice from Rougue??) (I.R: yes I fooled her! That was so not orange juice mwhahah!!) so its storyline (that which we've actually done anyway) will be very strange and deemed almost impossible by the laws of physics and time
Warning 2: Rougue and I dont need alcohol to act like a pair of lunatics so this story will no doubt be full of much insanity
Warning 3: Rougue hates Jon,(I do not hate Jon!! Granted I would quite happily sit by while he had his haed cut off. But that proves nothing darn it! Nothing I tell you!) and we must all bend to her will for she is the supreme Goddess of the Universe!!!(come on obviously!!) (at least she thinks she is anyway) And I'm not fond of him myself so all you blasphemous ones out there who worship the ground he walks on had better leave now
Warning 4: Rougue and Pagan are both English so some of our spellings/grammar may be different. Just remember before you start criticizing us that we were speaking English before you were so we're right and you're wrong! Mwhahaha! Er yeah anyway... (Yeah.anyway I spend most of my life excusing Pagans actions why stop now! The bad use of spelling and grammar will probably be due to me! I apologize in advance!! I.R)
Disclaimer: All characters and things that you recognise belong to the amazing J.K.Rowling and Tamora Pierce - we do not own nor claim to own any of it!
So now after much emailing, text messaging and twenty-hour-long phonecalls, we present to you - Chapter Two!
Pagan xx
(Ahem!! And Rougue xx)
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A Random Castle
After a while the army set up camp and Jon prowled away to brood. His men were getting impatient he knew, and to be honest he didn't really blame them. What kind of a king dragged his best army off across Scotland just to get back at his ex-girlfriend? And speaking of Alanna, if he didn't come up with something for them to do soon, he was pretty sure she was going to show him just how good she was with a sword. It was at that moment that the object of his thoughts came stomping up the muddy hill he was stood on top of to glare angrily at him, sparks flying from her purple eyes.
"Well?" she demanded, looking every bit like a flaming goddess. A cold, mud covered and absolutely furious flaming goddess. And one that happened to be carrying a sword at her belt.(gulp)
Jon glanced at her. "Well what?" he asked, trying to conceal his guilt.
"Well what are we going to do now?" the King's Champion raged, only just managing to keep her voice down. "What is your plan my lord?"
Jon scuffed his boot on the ground. "We are, um, obviously going to invade a castle."
"Oh really?" Alanna scoffed, looking around at the open, and very wet, wildnerness. "And which castle might that be?"
Jon followed her gaze, and then quite suddenly, he spotted it. Situated high up on the horizon, almost totally concealed by the pouring rain and black clouds, was a castle. Now, while any intelligent person would know that invading a random castle in the middle of Scotland (which also happens to be the setting for many spooky horror films) is totally stupid, Jon was not blessed with much intelligence (at least not in this story) and so at that moment he decided to invade that castle. Hm. Anyone else reminded of the Black City here?
"That castle!" Jon gleefully yelled, pointing at the horizon.
Alanna squinted. "May I ask why?"
"No."
"And why not?"
"Because if you did then you would no doubt talk me out of this invasion and that would kind of ruin the whole plot of this story." Apparantly Jon is not quite so thick as we once thought.
So that night the army rested and then in the morning they set off marching towards the castle, with a very apprehensive King as their leader who was starting to slightly regret his decision.
Meanwhile in a certain School of Witchcraft and Wizardry....
Hermione couldn't believe that Ron could act so infantile!
She couldn't say anything without him making some childish reference to Victor (not Vicky As Ron was now referring to him). Honestly the way Ron talked anyone would have thought she had ran away and eloped with Victor, instead of going to visit him in Bulgaria (which apart from being enjoyable, had had many educationally valuable moments! Victor had shown her many of the rare creatures referred to in 'Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them') but when she had tried to explain this to Ron he had gone frantic and wouldn't let her explain:
"So were not good enough for the great Hermione Granger! She only converses with famous quiditch players of a substantial income now, Harry!" Ron spat, looking spitefully at Hermione although addressing Harry.
To this Harry had raised his eyebrow and wondered what on earth had gotten into Ron. About to attempt to defend Hermione, he was cut off in mid sentence by his red-headed friend.
"Although you might be acknowledged by her, after all saving the world from the darkest wizard of all time might count towards you getting a glance from her, but you don't own a multi galleon estate, so I wouldn't hold your breath. Then there's the common folk such as the likes as me who should feel eternally grateful if she opens the fan mail we humbly deposit at her feet!"
Harry and Hermione had gaped at him, Harry looking bewildered and for some reason faintly amused, while Hermione felt hurt.
"It was a great chance to see some more of the wizarding world you should have seen some of the creatures-" Hermione had feebly tried to say, but Ron didn't so much as pause for her, instead he raised his voice and continued "So! Fluffy the three headed dog, Norbert the dragon, Basilisks, werewolves, Bogart's, unicorns, thestrals, centaurs and giants aren't good enough for you now! I do hope you'll accept my humble apologies that I can't provide you with the same undoubtedly brilliant creatures that Vicky was able to give you!!" Ron had yelled in the least humble voice possible and with that he had stormed upstairs to the boys dormitories and they hadn't talked since.
That had been two days ago and the closest they had come to repairing their relationship was during Potions, when Snape had all put them all into pairs for some reason. Hermione would have thought out of the goodness of his heart but decided that the words 'goodness' and Snape were enough to make even the most believing wizards mouths fly open in amazement, and thought adding the word 'heart' to the equation would be pushing it enough to cause multiple cardiac arrests to occur through out the castle, and so with that thought in mind she looked around the dungeon and found the explanation, in the form of Harry and Malfoy being paired off together .
"So.erm. should we get the ingredients?" said Hermione hesitantly motioning towards the ingredient store.
Ron shrugged and turned away pretending to be engrossed in copying down the instructions for the truth draught.
Hermione sighed and went to collect the ingredients. This was going to be a long lesson.
***
A couple of days later things still hadn't improved as Hermione found herself walking slowly along the dark corridor in the middle of the night, something that was incredibly difficult due to the need to keep in close proximity with two people whilst trying not to make any noise, or show any of one's body below the Invisibility cloak. And the fact that one of the people in question was trying ardently not to let his body get into any kind of contact with hers made things even worse.
Ron was making walking so much harder than usual and was taking up nearly twice as much room in an attempt to keep away from her, thus straining her nerves to the limit and making the need to keep quite lose a lot of its importance.
"So remind me again WHY are we stalking around the castle in the middle of the night?" Hermione hissed in an anxious (and very irritated) whisper. "Hermione! For merlins sake would you shut up? Your going to get us caught!" Ron hissed, his voice filled with the contempt he had being treating Hermione with over the last weeks at Hogwarts. "Oh! You're talking to me now? How very considerate of you!" Hermione snapped, her hands curled into fists. She forced herself to take several deep breaths in order to keep calm and not hit Ron and instead contented herself to glare at him through the darkness. That snide remark had been one of the first things he had said to her since their extremely strained potions lesson.
Ron sighed in a long suffering manner which only served to irritate Hermione further. "Hermione." Ron said, intending on trying to maintain the peace but something out side of the cloak caught his eye. something moving.
His pause only angered Hermione more. She was tired and irritable and didn't see why they couldn't go to the library during break or dinner like normal students.
So angry that she forgot about the cloak, she span around and her foot caught the hem, dislodging it from around Harry and Ron. Her legs tangled in the liquid material she began to fall backwards but Ron's arms shot out like lightning and caught the only visible part of her body; her shoulders. Hastily he and Harry pulled her upright and quickly dragged the cloak safely around them all, rendering them invisible again. Not daring to move she stood pressed against Ron's chest, her own rapid heartbeat pounding in her ears. Behind her Harry stood motionless too, and she knew that he was thinking exactly the same as her. They had made too much noise and even worse in the same place. Filch could be along anytime soon...
After a moment that seemed to drag on for ever, silence prevailed in the corridor and Hermione let out a gentle sigh of relief, which was quickly stifled by a clammy hand. Looking up she met Ron's wide eyes and held her breath. On her other side Harry moved into her line of vision, putting his finger to his lips as he did so, and motioned for them to move. Ron dropped his hand and as quiet as humanely possible, he and Hermione quickly followed their scarred friend, tip-toeing down the corridor at a remarkable speed, but one that still felt incredibly slow to Hermione.
Ron's eyes darted around the night-filled corridor, trying desperately to see through the darkness. He was sure he had seen something earlier, but the moon didn't seem to be in existence tonight and he could only just make out Hermione who was walking right next to him. His heart pounding he sped up a little and caught Harry's eye. One look at his best friends face told him that the Boy-Who-Lived had seen it too.
A ray of moonlight suddenly fell across the gloomy corridor, illuminating a tall suit of armour that was stood on a corner. As they neared it, whispered voices reached Ron's ears. Hermione gasped and Ron froze. Harry on the other hand paused slightly, before cautiously stepping forwards and peering around the corner. He withdrew his head swiftly and leant against the wall, eyes wide. Hermione, who had been forced to move forwards too in order to keep him under the cloak, sent a questioning glance his way. He met her eyes but did nothing, a look disbelief plastered over his sweating face. Her mouth dry, the only girl in the famous trio shuffled around him and leaned around the bend. The sight that met her was one of the most unexpected she could think of (and considering she was at Hogwarts this was saying a lot). Two knights, clad in tunics, breaches and cloaks were helping another through a window. The knights were all very different, one was tall and slim while the other short with long red hair which Hermione deemed strange. And the third knight who they were helping through the window was broad and extremely large. Hermione was attempting to size him against Hagrid when Ron pulled her back. "'Lemme see," he murmured, sticking his own flaming read head around the corner. After a minute he looked back at Hermione and Harry, his eyes wide. "Who the blo." Hermione elbowed him in the stomach.
They stumbled back away from the intruders, each with varying degrees of shock and fright on their faces. Ron's mouth was hanging open, and Harry seemed to be staring blankly into space. Hermione was the first to recover. "This cannot be happening!" she hissed. "It says quite clearly in Hogwarts: A History that-"
"Well maybe it's wrong," Ron interrupted. "Books aren't always right you know, that's probably how Vicky got you to go to Bulgaria by tempting you with those creature from Fantastic Beasts and-"
"Ron!" Hermione hissed while Harry groaned. "An army is invading Hogwarts, and all you can do is talk about Victor!" She looked extremely panicked "We should go and get Dumbledore."
"No, they could be anywhere by the time we get him and get back!" Harry argued.
"Calm down, how bad could this be?" Ron said, unexpectedly using logic outside of a game of chess. "We've been outwitting Voldemort since we were eleven for goodness sake! What are a few muggle warriors going to do?"
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He he! How little they know!! Woo I was totally buzzin' when Hermione was 'pressed against Ron's chest' like that. *wolf wistle* Oh come on you know you were too! Jeez who could possibly think that Hermione and Harry are gonna get it together? That is a platonic friendship there people! But with Ron and Hermione...ooo the chemistry sizzles! Mwhaha Hmm again I excuse pagans behaviour blame the overactive hormones (I do) she squeaks every time some one introduces themselves with a name shared by a fictional character! (curse Tammy's use of common names! Lol) Uh right. Anyway....And now we'd like to thank:
Vi3t BaBiI
Cat
Rampage 786 - (what are you on?? I want some! We do try 2 entertain Lol)
Treanz-alyce
Reya Dawnbringer- (yep I'd like to know what's gonna happen next too .Lol. Me and Pagan really need to get a story line sorted its like girl, boy, place, consequence at the mo (don't know if you've ever played that but its funny lol) Dave the L's gal- Eek!! (violence will get u every where hence chap 2 lol)
Hope you liked this chapie, at the moment we are still getting the two stories together but hopefully it'll work when we get it sorted, because we've got lots of ideas, but I'm not even gonna bother to write them out cos Pagan with her evil disposition would only delete them as to leave you in suspense! (Mwhaha! ahem) R+R!!
Well duh! If you go and give away all our plot secrets then they wont read the rest, and THEY WON'T REVIEW DAMMIT!!! heh yeah. Anyway. Review! Rougue and Pagan x Erm since when did u get the bold?? Rougue xxx
Anyway, I think I'd better actually explain what's going on here seeing as Rougue neglected to mention it in the first chapter (I.R:what u mean the one that wouldn't be in existence without me?? lol)(I spent hours editing and uploading thank you very much!). This fic is basically a Tammy vs Harry story, so if you havent read either then I suggest you dont read anymore as you probably won't get it...but you can still review if you like! :-P Erm its set just before Jon marries Thayet, and I think we decided it would be in Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts. I've rated it PG-13 just for the hell of it really. We havent decided what is actually going to happen yet so who knows where this fic will take us! I came across a little plan we made the other day and as of yet there is no ending. Oh well we'll think of something...
Warning: We came up with this idea in the middle of the night when we were both quite tired (and possibly drunk - where the heck did you buy that orange juice from Rougue??) (I.R: yes I fooled her! That was so not orange juice mwhahah!!) so its storyline (that which we've actually done anyway) will be very strange and deemed almost impossible by the laws of physics and time
Warning 2: Rougue and I dont need alcohol to act like a pair of lunatics so this story will no doubt be full of much insanity
Warning 3: Rougue hates Jon,(I do not hate Jon!! Granted I would quite happily sit by while he had his haed cut off. But that proves nothing darn it! Nothing I tell you!) and we must all bend to her will for she is the supreme Goddess of the Universe!!!(come on obviously!!) (at least she thinks she is anyway) And I'm not fond of him myself so all you blasphemous ones out there who worship the ground he walks on had better leave now
Warning 4: Rougue and Pagan are both English so some of our spellings/grammar may be different. Just remember before you start criticizing us that we were speaking English before you were so we're right and you're wrong! Mwhahaha! Er yeah anyway... (Yeah.anyway I spend most of my life excusing Pagans actions why stop now! The bad use of spelling and grammar will probably be due to me! I apologize in advance!! I.R)
Disclaimer: All characters and things that you recognise belong to the amazing J.K.Rowling and Tamora Pierce - we do not own nor claim to own any of it!
So now after much emailing, text messaging and twenty-hour-long phonecalls, we present to you - Chapter Two!
Pagan xx
(Ahem!! And Rougue xx)
______________________________________~*~___________________________________
A Random Castle
After a while the army set up camp and Jon prowled away to brood. His men were getting impatient he knew, and to be honest he didn't really blame them. What kind of a king dragged his best army off across Scotland just to get back at his ex-girlfriend? And speaking of Alanna, if he didn't come up with something for them to do soon, he was pretty sure she was going to show him just how good she was with a sword. It was at that moment that the object of his thoughts came stomping up the muddy hill he was stood on top of to glare angrily at him, sparks flying from her purple eyes.
"Well?" she demanded, looking every bit like a flaming goddess. A cold, mud covered and absolutely furious flaming goddess. And one that happened to be carrying a sword at her belt.(gulp)
Jon glanced at her. "Well what?" he asked, trying to conceal his guilt.
"Well what are we going to do now?" the King's Champion raged, only just managing to keep her voice down. "What is your plan my lord?"
Jon scuffed his boot on the ground. "We are, um, obviously going to invade a castle."
"Oh really?" Alanna scoffed, looking around at the open, and very wet, wildnerness. "And which castle might that be?"
Jon followed her gaze, and then quite suddenly, he spotted it. Situated high up on the horizon, almost totally concealed by the pouring rain and black clouds, was a castle. Now, while any intelligent person would know that invading a random castle in the middle of Scotland (which also happens to be the setting for many spooky horror films) is totally stupid, Jon was not blessed with much intelligence (at least not in this story) and so at that moment he decided to invade that castle. Hm. Anyone else reminded of the Black City here?
"That castle!" Jon gleefully yelled, pointing at the horizon.
Alanna squinted. "May I ask why?"
"No."
"And why not?"
"Because if you did then you would no doubt talk me out of this invasion and that would kind of ruin the whole plot of this story." Apparantly Jon is not quite so thick as we once thought.
So that night the army rested and then in the morning they set off marching towards the castle, with a very apprehensive King as their leader who was starting to slightly regret his decision.
Meanwhile in a certain School of Witchcraft and Wizardry....
Hermione couldn't believe that Ron could act so infantile!
She couldn't say anything without him making some childish reference to Victor (not Vicky As Ron was now referring to him). Honestly the way Ron talked anyone would have thought she had ran away and eloped with Victor, instead of going to visit him in Bulgaria (which apart from being enjoyable, had had many educationally valuable moments! Victor had shown her many of the rare creatures referred to in 'Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them') but when she had tried to explain this to Ron he had gone frantic and wouldn't let her explain:
"So were not good enough for the great Hermione Granger! She only converses with famous quiditch players of a substantial income now, Harry!" Ron spat, looking spitefully at Hermione although addressing Harry.
To this Harry had raised his eyebrow and wondered what on earth had gotten into Ron. About to attempt to defend Hermione, he was cut off in mid sentence by his red-headed friend.
"Although you might be acknowledged by her, after all saving the world from the darkest wizard of all time might count towards you getting a glance from her, but you don't own a multi galleon estate, so I wouldn't hold your breath. Then there's the common folk such as the likes as me who should feel eternally grateful if she opens the fan mail we humbly deposit at her feet!"
Harry and Hermione had gaped at him, Harry looking bewildered and for some reason faintly amused, while Hermione felt hurt.
"It was a great chance to see some more of the wizarding world you should have seen some of the creatures-" Hermione had feebly tried to say, but Ron didn't so much as pause for her, instead he raised his voice and continued "So! Fluffy the three headed dog, Norbert the dragon, Basilisks, werewolves, Bogart's, unicorns, thestrals, centaurs and giants aren't good enough for you now! I do hope you'll accept my humble apologies that I can't provide you with the same undoubtedly brilliant creatures that Vicky was able to give you!!" Ron had yelled in the least humble voice possible and with that he had stormed upstairs to the boys dormitories and they hadn't talked since.
That had been two days ago and the closest they had come to repairing their relationship was during Potions, when Snape had all put them all into pairs for some reason. Hermione would have thought out of the goodness of his heart but decided that the words 'goodness' and Snape were enough to make even the most believing wizards mouths fly open in amazement, and thought adding the word 'heart' to the equation would be pushing it enough to cause multiple cardiac arrests to occur through out the castle, and so with that thought in mind she looked around the dungeon and found the explanation, in the form of Harry and Malfoy being paired off together .
"So.erm. should we get the ingredients?" said Hermione hesitantly motioning towards the ingredient store.
Ron shrugged and turned away pretending to be engrossed in copying down the instructions for the truth draught.
Hermione sighed and went to collect the ingredients. This was going to be a long lesson.
***
A couple of days later things still hadn't improved as Hermione found herself walking slowly along the dark corridor in the middle of the night, something that was incredibly difficult due to the need to keep in close proximity with two people whilst trying not to make any noise, or show any of one's body below the Invisibility cloak. And the fact that one of the people in question was trying ardently not to let his body get into any kind of contact with hers made things even worse.
Ron was making walking so much harder than usual and was taking up nearly twice as much room in an attempt to keep away from her, thus straining her nerves to the limit and making the need to keep quite lose a lot of its importance.
"So remind me again WHY are we stalking around the castle in the middle of the night?" Hermione hissed in an anxious (and very irritated) whisper. "Hermione! For merlins sake would you shut up? Your going to get us caught!" Ron hissed, his voice filled with the contempt he had being treating Hermione with over the last weeks at Hogwarts. "Oh! You're talking to me now? How very considerate of you!" Hermione snapped, her hands curled into fists. She forced herself to take several deep breaths in order to keep calm and not hit Ron and instead contented herself to glare at him through the darkness. That snide remark had been one of the first things he had said to her since their extremely strained potions lesson.
Ron sighed in a long suffering manner which only served to irritate Hermione further. "Hermione." Ron said, intending on trying to maintain the peace but something out side of the cloak caught his eye. something moving.
His pause only angered Hermione more. She was tired and irritable and didn't see why they couldn't go to the library during break or dinner like normal students.
So angry that she forgot about the cloak, she span around and her foot caught the hem, dislodging it from around Harry and Ron. Her legs tangled in the liquid material she began to fall backwards but Ron's arms shot out like lightning and caught the only visible part of her body; her shoulders. Hastily he and Harry pulled her upright and quickly dragged the cloak safely around them all, rendering them invisible again. Not daring to move she stood pressed against Ron's chest, her own rapid heartbeat pounding in her ears. Behind her Harry stood motionless too, and she knew that he was thinking exactly the same as her. They had made too much noise and even worse in the same place. Filch could be along anytime soon...
After a moment that seemed to drag on for ever, silence prevailed in the corridor and Hermione let out a gentle sigh of relief, which was quickly stifled by a clammy hand. Looking up she met Ron's wide eyes and held her breath. On her other side Harry moved into her line of vision, putting his finger to his lips as he did so, and motioned for them to move. Ron dropped his hand and as quiet as humanely possible, he and Hermione quickly followed their scarred friend, tip-toeing down the corridor at a remarkable speed, but one that still felt incredibly slow to Hermione.
Ron's eyes darted around the night-filled corridor, trying desperately to see through the darkness. He was sure he had seen something earlier, but the moon didn't seem to be in existence tonight and he could only just make out Hermione who was walking right next to him. His heart pounding he sped up a little and caught Harry's eye. One look at his best friends face told him that the Boy-Who-Lived had seen it too.
A ray of moonlight suddenly fell across the gloomy corridor, illuminating a tall suit of armour that was stood on a corner. As they neared it, whispered voices reached Ron's ears. Hermione gasped and Ron froze. Harry on the other hand paused slightly, before cautiously stepping forwards and peering around the corner. He withdrew his head swiftly and leant against the wall, eyes wide. Hermione, who had been forced to move forwards too in order to keep him under the cloak, sent a questioning glance his way. He met her eyes but did nothing, a look disbelief plastered over his sweating face. Her mouth dry, the only girl in the famous trio shuffled around him and leaned around the bend. The sight that met her was one of the most unexpected she could think of (and considering she was at Hogwarts this was saying a lot). Two knights, clad in tunics, breaches and cloaks were helping another through a window. The knights were all very different, one was tall and slim while the other short with long red hair which Hermione deemed strange. And the third knight who they were helping through the window was broad and extremely large. Hermione was attempting to size him against Hagrid when Ron pulled her back. "'Lemme see," he murmured, sticking his own flaming read head around the corner. After a minute he looked back at Hermione and Harry, his eyes wide. "Who the blo." Hermione elbowed him in the stomach.
They stumbled back away from the intruders, each with varying degrees of shock and fright on their faces. Ron's mouth was hanging open, and Harry seemed to be staring blankly into space. Hermione was the first to recover. "This cannot be happening!" she hissed. "It says quite clearly in Hogwarts: A History that-"
"Well maybe it's wrong," Ron interrupted. "Books aren't always right you know, that's probably how Vicky got you to go to Bulgaria by tempting you with those creature from Fantastic Beasts and-"
"Ron!" Hermione hissed while Harry groaned. "An army is invading Hogwarts, and all you can do is talk about Victor!" She looked extremely panicked "We should go and get Dumbledore."
"No, they could be anywhere by the time we get him and get back!" Harry argued.
"Calm down, how bad could this be?" Ron said, unexpectedly using logic outside of a game of chess. "We've been outwitting Voldemort since we were eleven for goodness sake! What are a few muggle warriors going to do?"
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He he! How little they know!! Woo I was totally buzzin' when Hermione was 'pressed against Ron's chest' like that. *wolf wistle* Oh come on you know you were too! Jeez who could possibly think that Hermione and Harry are gonna get it together? That is a platonic friendship there people! But with Ron and Hermione...ooo the chemistry sizzles! Mwhaha Hmm again I excuse pagans behaviour blame the overactive hormones (I do) she squeaks every time some one introduces themselves with a name shared by a fictional character! (curse Tammy's use of common names! Lol) Uh right. Anyway....And now we'd like to thank:
Vi3t BaBiI
Cat
Rampage 786 - (what are you on?? I want some! We do try 2 entertain Lol)
Treanz-alyce
Reya Dawnbringer- (yep I'd like to know what's gonna happen next too .Lol. Me and Pagan really need to get a story line sorted its like girl, boy, place, consequence at the mo (don't know if you've ever played that but its funny lol) Dave the L's gal- Eek!! (violence will get u every where hence chap 2 lol)
Hope you liked this chapie, at the moment we are still getting the two stories together but hopefully it'll work when we get it sorted, because we've got lots of ideas, but I'm not even gonna bother to write them out cos Pagan with her evil disposition would only delete them as to leave you in suspense! (Mwhaha! ahem) R+R!!
Well duh! If you go and give away all our plot secrets then they wont read the rest, and THEY WON'T REVIEW DAMMIT!!! heh yeah. Anyway. Review! Rougue and Pagan x Erm since when did u get the bold?? Rougue xxx