Verona sighed. She hated when it was quiet. Right now she was the only one in the whole house. Azi is visiting Harry, the girls are doing whatever, and Aziraphale is on some crazy mission with Crowley. She rolled her eyes just at the thought of Crowley. She went into the kitchen, made herself a midnight snack, which really is a bagel with strawberry cream cheese, and went into the living room to check out this new HBO, TV thing that her daughters were so happy about.

She started flipping through random channels until she found one movie called "The Leprechaun" but quickly changed it, shivering. That's definitely not what leprechauns were like. Veronica finally found a movie called, "From the cradle to the grave", and ended up staying there just because she thought that the undercover cop was cute.

When she heard the front door open, she ignored it, but turned around when she heard two sets of foot steps coming toward her. She smiled, pushed one man on the floor and kissed the other. Aziraphale blushed a dark red before walking around the couch and sitting next to his wife, holding her hand, while Crowley picked himself off the floor with a playful scowl on his face.

"Now what on earth was that for?" Crowley rubbed his butt where he fell.

Veronica frowned. "You interrupted my movie." She shuffled closer to Aziraphale, who was still blushing.

Crowley smiled widely. "So did he, can I get a kiss instead?" He mocked.

"Go to hell Crowley." Veronica said turning back to the movie.

Crowley just laughed. "Just five more minutes?" With a big smile still on his face, he slid down next to Veronica and laid his head on her shoulder, pretending to be asleep. She pushed him away but he just flopped right back. She shook her head.

"So annoying." She muttered, and then smiled as she felt another weight rest on her other shoulder. She turned to see a mop of dirty blonde hair and couldn't help but run her hands through it. She was rewarded with a soft moan from her husband but sighed as Aziraphale started drooling. Crowley began laughing again, looking behind her head to see his old drinking buddy. A couple minutes later Crowley left but not without pissing Veronica off more, and Veronica and Aziraphale, complete with drooling and snoring, fell asleep on the couch.

IVI IVI IVI

Harry and Draco were leaning against the wall on the back of the castle. Harry shivered in the cool autumn breeze. Draco, who noticed this, put an arm around the boy to help keep him warm. Harry snuggled into the embrace and his eyes began drifting close. All the sudden Harry sat up, breaking the embrace. He quickly stood up, laughing softly, and ran away, strait ahead. Just when Draco was about to get up and chase after his friend, he saw a figure running to Harry in the distance. Draco sighed and slid back down the wall as the two boys collided and began wrestling in the damp grass.

Harry rolled over Azi about two more times before he jumped up and grabbed Azi hand, running back over to a lonely looking Draco, pulling the larger boy behind him. When Harry got to the wall Draco looked up and was met with Harry smiling face and Azi's scowling one. Harry let go of Azi's hand and jumped down next to Draco leaning against him for warmth as he did before. Azi slid down next to Harry and crossed his arms looking out into the open country.

Harry began talking loudly about his day. While he was talking he slid his arm into Azi's crossed ones and pulled him closer to himself. Azi slipped his arm around Harry's shoulders, pulling Harry's weight more towards him then Draco. Draco, who noticed this, put his arm around Harry's shoulders to and started pulling the small boy back to him. Azi and Draco both growled and shot death glares at each other from behind Harry's back and then started a tug of war with the poor boy.

"And then I said to Terry," Harry obliviously continued "it's the third one, you dolt and you have to stir... counter...clockwise." Harry trailed off, just now noticing the two boys fighting over him.

Harry frowned but smirked inside. He knew just how to get them to behave. Harry put on his best puppy face and made tears weld up in his eyes. He sniffed once then twice, and then stood up abruptly. The other two boys stopped glaring at each other and looked to the small form crying in front of them.

Harry dramatically wiped his eyes. "If you two can't get along for me them I'll just stop talking to you until you do. This has gone for too long, It's time you two learned how to control yourselves." Harry's scowl darkened as more tears slid down his face.

"But Harry," Azi started.

"No" Harry said. He turned around to face away from them and sat crossed legged in the grass, sniffing loudly every once in a while to add to the effect. Draco looked at Azi. He would do this for Harry. He would do any thing for Harry, even if it meant to get along with that thing. Azi finally stopped looking at Harry and turned to face Draco. They both stuck out their hands at the same time and just barley shook each others hands before separating.

"Harry," Draco called the name pleadingly. "Were friends now, I'm sorry, please come back?"

"Yeah Harry, please? I'm sorry too." Azi glanced at Draco.

Harry slowly began to crawl back to where his two friends sat, but didn't make it before he was pulled into two different hugs. Harry smiled and couldn't be happier. Later into the evening the boys began to talk about the upcoming Quidditch world cup that Christmas. (An: I know the world cup is held during the summer, but, throw me a fricken bone here.)

It was Ireland vs. England and it was being held rally close by. Draco's dad had already got tickets for the game and Draco wasn't supposed to tell but he was inviting Harry and, unfortunately, Azi. But Harry was ready to do any thing he could to get the to be civil to each other.

I know, I know. It's a short chapter and I haven't updated in two weeks. But guess what? You know hurricane Charley? We almost got a direct hit from a class 4. That means 150 mph winds. It ripped the roof off a shelter in the county next to mine. Awesome huh? And my friend's house is in ten feet of water. That means all you can see of the one story houses is their roofs. Our streets are in four feet of water and all my friends got to take rafts and boats out on it but I wasn't aloud out because I just got my stitches out and I have to keep it in a splint.

luv ya,

A.J.