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From Chapter 6:
Thus Harry's worry filled day became worry free as he didn't have to deal with teenage troubles as soon with Karen's help, he could mature and become a man who could truly deal with Voldemort.
As Harry woke up the next morning, his head was filled with all sorts of questions about what had happened. Was it all real? Where were Dumbledore, the Order, or the Aurors? Why in the MERLIN'S NAME did Dumbeldore not mention or do anything?! I'd rather have the Dursley's treat me horribly and have information about what's going on than the other way around! Dumbledore is not going to get away with any more of this "I'm older than thou and have a white beard so I am privileged to all the information." This war is my fight too as I've lost too many people to count, my parents, a person who was as close as a father, and so many more people whose death's are all on my conscience. Well Dumbledore, I don't see them affecting you like they do me, so I don't believe you have the right. I still can't believe that everything had to happen yesterday. I'm afraid that there are going to be so many more days like that where I can't help anyone and I just have to stand there and watch. In third year, Trewlaney, the fraud, actually predicted something that would come true. Her prophecy, the vicissitudes in my life, said that Voldemort's reign would be darker and more terrible than before. What happened in his first rise? Nobody ever tells me anything! I'll be writing that letter to Hermione that I meant to write yesterday, as well as one to Professor Lupin. It's time that I use that request that the Dursley's said I could ask.
Harry scrambled off the bed and with a purpose the whole world depended on he went downstairs to catch his relatives.
"UNCLE VERNON! AUNT PETUNIA! DUDLEY! PLEASE COME INTO THE LIVING ROOM!" yawped Harry at the top of his lungs. As if by magic, no really, Harry's relatives came into the room looking perplexed at their current situation as they didn't remember ever entering the living room.
Harry was sitting on the loveseat and motioned his relatives to sit down on the long sofa. As only Dudley could barely fit, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon pulled up chairs beside the long couch and glared at Harry for making them somehow appear into the living room.
"You said you would grant me one request a few weeks ago and I am willing to now call upon the favor," said Harry. "But first, I must tell you all a story. I know that you despise me as the most horrid thing on the planet, but as I will be gone in less than a year, yes I will be leaving Uncle Vernon, I want to give you a last conversation as I probably won't come home for summer next year."
Harry's relatives became overjoyed with the fact that even at this inconvenient time they were a few weeks short of not ever seeing Harry again.
"Now I want you to sit, listen, and not interrupt me while I tell you a story. If this is too hard for you then this will be my request, but hardly sitting for a conversation is deemed worthy of oh say several hundred pounds," said Harry sternly towards his relatives.
Uncle Vernon was almost turning red with anger as he heard the mention of several hundred pounds, but looking at how different his nephew-in-law looked, he quieted down.
"As you know, I came to your doorstep a few nights past October 31, 1981 when I was barely over a year old. That might have been the worst day of your life, but it was just the beginning of my worst days. I am beyond angry at this point to all the mistreatment that you have dealt to me, but it is in the past and even though I won't forget it, I am mature enough to let it go. Now you may be thinking, that worthless brat, thinking that being a freak makes him all very special. As you know my parents were also like me, a wizard and a witch, not freaks. My story begins with a tale of my life that incorporates the tale of my parents' death and why if you noticed that there was such a large fire last night in town," said Harry oozing out calmness coupled with sheer tenacity.
" NO! You don't mean that the Town Parlor torched last night was because of you FREAKS?! I had my hair SPECIFICALLY done there and now I have to find a new barber! Not to mention the horrible deaths of the SMITHS!" gasped Aunt Petunia.
"I will explain soon Aunt Petunia, but first I have to begin with my story. I was born on July 31st, 1980 and hopefully my parents were together at the time as well as their friends. Now their friends were Sirius Black, yes the mass-murder convict, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. Now what happened was, Peter Pettigrew betrayed my parents as there was this mass murderer coming after them. Aunt Petunia, do you remember how both your parents mysteriously died as if nothing looked wrong about them, yet they were dead? I found out that in one of my dad's books, that mum was seen crying after that special day. Your parents were murdered by the same mass murderer who killed my parents. He is he same person who ordered the people to kill the Smiths' and to burn down that shop," finished Harry as he silently watched over his relatives.
As Uncle Vernon was about to jump up and yell at Harry for abusing his request, as Aunt Petunia was about to yell at Harry for shaming her parents' names, and as Dudley was going to clamp his large hands beneath his buttocks in fear of more wizards, they all seem to glance at Harry who suddenly calmed them. Harry was looking at them with such feeling, a feeling that was so incomprehensible that their emotions just fled away. They were stuck to their seats in awe of what Harry was about to say and in awe of what Harry looked like at this point. Although Harry was not aware of this himself, he was surprised at the fact that his relatives didn't seem the least bit angry. Thus using his Gryffindor courage, he did one of the hardest things that he would ever have to do in his life.
"I know this is many years too late and although undeserved, I cannot let the Wizarding world discriminate against muggles forever," began Harry speaking again.
"I want to thank you for what you have done for me even though it was a rough period of almost 15 years. It might seem awkward as you wouldn't be able to comprehend what it was like to live in a cupboard for 10 years, being given no love for over 10 years, and being starved to death almost every day. Think about what Dudley would be like if he was trapped in a cupboard, given no food, and having to do chores everyday of his life. Now Dudley, think about anytime that you feared a Wizard who had the power to turn you into a whole pig. How do you think people feel when they are being bullied? Was it fun to have a pig's tail? It's not fun to be beat up either especially as I was your favorite punching bag. Now I see the shocked and embarrassed looks on your faces as you finally realize what you have done to me. Nothing can express my anger and disappointment especially as you are my only family. A family is the single most representative entity of all the good things in life," stated Harry as he stopped to catch his breath also viewing the looks on the Dursley's faces.
Harry's relatives were in utter despair, as Uncle Vernon realized the nature of Harry's mistreatment as he remembers how he was beat as a child, as Aunt Petunia felt the embarrassment of being ridiculed as a child for being ugly and being compared to her sister, as Dudley remembered his first days in preschool where he was first bullied. All these first occurrences shaped Harry's relatives to become what in fact they hated and feared. They started looking at Harry in a new light as many would think that through all the abuse and mistreatment that Harry would grow up to be just in fact another Tom Riddle. But as they viewed Harry now, in his moment of glory because of the magic around them that kept them calm and introspective, they found Harry to be truly a man.
"Harry, there is nothing I can say that will let me ask for your forgiveness because I truly don't deserve it, but I thank you for making me realize what I've done wrong as well as the fact that you are thanking me. I hope you can forgive me one day for what I did," said Aunt Petunia as she wiped the formed tears in her eyes.
"Yeah, Harry, the reason I was acting weird around you that one day was because I though about somewhat apologizing for my behavior earlier in your life, but I never realized how bad it truly was. When that girl yelled at me, it felt as if I was almost being bullied again because I've never been real popular with girls and there I saw you with a lot of girls and you were just trying to be yourself. I couldn't imagine anything wrong with being a freak, oops, I'm sorry about that too. Harry at that point it was almost as if the only thing I wanted in the world was to be you. Even though we've mistreated you, you still go on and have fun," breathed Dudley as he started fidgeting halfway due to nervousness.
"Ahem, Boy, I mean Harry, there are things that I don't understand about your world and I don't think I ever will, but seeing you here now thanking us for all the horrible things that we've done just amazes me at what kind of a person you are. You might not be able to see yourself right now, but I can vouch for all of us that you have certainly changed. We'd be glad to hear more of your story and we will truly grant your request as we have much more to owe you as a family rather than for you helping us. That's the point, you have helped us and you are asking nothing in return, while we just continually ask. Now, it is our turn, so please continue," said Uncle Vernon in a voice that seemed unreal as it was without bitterness, jealousy, anger, and just a halcyon tone.
Harry did not seem the least surprised as he knew deep down that each one of them would not be the way they were unless they lived through a traumatic event. Harry himself was a combination of all the events that had occurred to him. Through the mistreatment, Harry had learned to be humble and value everything that he had or else he might have ended up like Malfoy. Growing up to hate the things that the Malfoy's represented, Harry viewed the first meeting with Malfoy a blessing as Harry might be in Slytherin otherwise. Harry began retelling his years at Hogwarts from day one about his dealings with Voldemort so that his relatives would be aware of what was going on. It seemed as if it was truly Harry's magic that was enveloping the room as to the Dursley's the room almost became pure white. The meetings with Voldemort, the Death Eaters, as well as the fourth and fifth year of Harry's education thoroughly stunned Harry's relatives to the depth of Harry's uniqueness. It made sense to them as what Harry was doing, changing their ways, pouring himself into them so that they could become better people as Harry was such a good person that he had plenty left to spare. Harry's magic was connecting with them and purging them of their misconceptions as Harry told his tale. Each test of character helped add a bit more character to the Dursley's. One would wonder that if Harry finished talking and left, would the changes in the Dursley's heart and mind remain intact. Would their minds just revert back to who they were after Harry finished his tale? Harry finally finished his tale and looked at his relatives one final time.
"Now here is my request: It is fairly simple as it really does not affect your life in any way. Do not worry, it is not a large sum of money, or two weeks without chores, no, these things build character and that is fine with me. My request might help you more than me, but it is a new thing for me to feel love. My parents died when I was young. My godfather just passed away and love for me is an ideal that can never be reached. So, I want to ask of you to be a family, a true family for me, Dudley, and yourselves also. You don't have to prance around to the world that I am the savior that the world rests upon because I am. You will be the first people that I will tell because you are my family, but that bad wizard that I told you about can only be stopped and destroyed by me," said Harry closing his eyes in apprehension of his relatives' reactions.
If Harry had opened his eyes, he would see that his relatives were only looking at each other in silent agreement and joy at what Harry just told them. It didn't matter who this Voldemort character was, but looking at Harry they were sure that he could defeat Voldemort. What made Harry special at this point in time? Harry looked totally like a different person and acted that way too.
Harry began to speak again, "So, I will leave you guys to do whatever you want, but the fact is I hope that you are changed for the better. You seem to have changed in some way or another as I no longer see the hate or the frigid ice that were in your eyes. The request that I made was nothing big because I really don't have any more to ask of you. Other than to be true people who care about people other than themselves, there is nothing better in the world."
Harry stepped outside of the living room and took a walk around the house. As he never noticed a single thing about his appearance that his uncle was talking about, he glanced at the full length hallway mirror.
In the reflection, Harry looked about the same except that like his last nightmare, when he was pierced with gold light, and all the other colors, he was now floating in a cloud of those colors. Harry had appeared to be sitting, standing, and walking on the ground but to the appearance of others, he was floating. As Harry looked at himself, he felt himself drop down and the colors fade, which caused Harry to smile. Some things must be kept the same on the outside, no matter what happened on the inside. With this Harry went outside to clear his thoughts and his head to how he would live out the rest of his weeks here at Privet Drive.
Harry found that he had first changed the first night that he had come back from Hogwarts when he had that last final nightmare that occurred since Sirius's death. The golden light that pierced through him had effectively changed the way that Harry looked at things and although it was extremely gradual, the events that took place yesterday pushed him leaps and bounds ahead. Harry thought about various things that had occurred over summer, which were his friends, Dumbledore, the Order, the attack yesterday, playing football, studying all the materials, his date with Karen, and finally the prophecy. As said earlier, Trelawney's prophecies were Harry's vicissitudes, difficulties or hardships that were waiting upon Harry's life that were beyond Harry's control. Harry had known that a prophecy shouldn't define who he became, but for a kind of motivation that came from fate herself, Harry viewed that it could be beneficial in various ways. Thus Harry viewed his life differently, not as an almost 16 year old boy, nor even as a fairly mature teenager who had gone through a lot of experiences, no he became a man, and a man is what every male strives to be. It is not merely a gender type, but as being a woman has its own connotation, finally achieving the status of being a Man is what Harry had done. Thus Harry began formulating again what his summer would be like as now the Dursley's would be changed forever hopefully and could enjoy life to the fullest instead of living a shadow life or vicariously through the gossip of the neighbors or the fancy cars or masses of toys. They each had a character that many would wish for and might someday get if they all had a chance to be with Harry.
Harry made a circle around the block and returned within Privet Drive. There was no sign of Uncle Vernon's car, which meant that they had gone out for a while, which left Harry alone. Harry soon went upstairs to make use of time that he wasted yesterday feeling overwhelmed by the situation of the attack as well as the date. He began writing letters:
Dear Hermione,
Numerous events have occurred this summer that I would like you to know as you are one of my best friends. I would like to apologize for the way I acted all last year, blowing up in yours and Ron's faces over half the year. Furthermore, I would like to thank you for your steadfastness as my ever so faithful friend. All the times you have been there for me and our special connection that we share, truly aid me in my will to live on. I have gotten over Sirius's death so please spread the word that you guys no longer have to act like I am a porcelain doll so easily broken. I would to thank you for the book that you have given me as I have progressed immensely in my studies over the summer. I would like to ask you a question however pertaining girls, muggles, and various topics alike. I have recently joined a football team that is void of other wizards and witches and they have become my home away from home. I would like to still contact the team when I leave for headquarters as well as Hogwarts. Thus if you have any advice at all then please let me know. Now the topic of girls is very awkward for me most likely also for you. As I sometimes treat you as a sister like concept, it makes me wonder how naïve I really am around girls. Not everyone in Hogwarts is a guy and so it's difficult to maintain a steady attitude. I know I had my "crush" on Cho Chang and it still might not be gone yet, but I do understand that I am not extremely knowledgeable about the ways of women. I recently went on a date with a girl on my football team whom I found extremely attractive as well as a good friend, thus it was my surprise to find out that she asked me on a date to turn me down. She told me how she wasn't my type and how it would almost be impossible for me to know unless he told me outright. I was in fact completely clueless to why she would say this, but I recently figured out that maturity has a lot to do with it. I have found myself maturing in the weirdest ways and I am glad for that. She has offered to teach me the secrets of women society and I hope that as you are a woman, you won't be offended to my knowledge of the subject. I plan on taking up her offer as I reach a point in my life to where fun and love is scarce and I truly do want love. There is something important that I need to tell you and Ron, so I can only do that as I approach my birthday. I hope you and Ron get along better and I have a hint to give you. Ron gets JEALOUS when you talk about Krum as I know you are just friends with Krum except that Ron does not know. Anyways have a good summer, please reply back!
Love Harry.
Dear Professor Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix,
I hope you have received my last letter detailing my displeasure with your procedures. This letter however is completely different. I am not extremely angry or disappointed about the fact that you are withholding information because it is in your nature. However, the future of the Wizarding world rests on my shoulders and therefore, I should be able to have privilege to this kind of information. Yesterday I caught site of a Death Eater attack where Death Eaters were able to successfully burn down several houses as well as shops before casting a Dark Mark in the sky and further not being caught or even disturbed by any type of Aurors or Order of the Phoenix members. If the Order does not in any way try to alleviate the kind of situation I am in or the muggles are in, then I must have to say that I will take things into my own hands. In just two weeks, I will be able to use my wand anywhere I choose to and I will not spare a single instance to use it against Death Eaters and the like. So, if you want your sole hope (if you don't understand ask Dumbledore) to be caught and killed, then it is your decision. The snitch is in your pitch, so choose carefully.
With the deepest respect, Harry
Dear Professor Lupin,
I hope you are dealing well with Sirius's death. If not, then let me try to help as personally I have gotten over his death albeit rather quickly. Sirius was like a father to me almost like a brother as he most likely was to you. You knew him longer than I did, but you have to understand that it was Hermione and I that saved him. The fact that I could not do it again pained me so greatly that I could not sleep a bit. Then I had a revelation that I will tell you as soon as I see you in person. If you would like to come visit in the next two weeks before my birthday, I will most likely be at home. I urge you to come and have a talk with me as I have many things to ask of you. One of these things I must mention in this letter so as to pique your curiosity or interest to why I would want to know this. I would like to know more about my parents as well as the first rise of Voldemort. I realize that the Marauder's journal has plenty of information as I have read part of it. However, I am lacking several key things in my parents' lives as you were one of their best friends and so much more help than a book. If not for me then come and visit for Sirius as I know that he would want you as the next candidate as a Godfather. I wish you well!
Love, Harry
As Harry finished these letters, he lay down on his bed to think more about what to do. Thinking is highly overrated because there's no action when you only think. It's my day off as it is the day after a game after all, but I wish that he had more to do because just sitting around studying and reading is all but pointless unless you are actually able to use the spells. Exercising is also another thing that is extremely helpful but if there's no chance at action, what is to truly test if it is worthwhile. Yes the prophecy is extremely important and I have taken the necessary steps to mature and to prepare for my course ahead. There are many things that I must learn, use, etc., but I don't think it truly hit me about how unprepared I was until yesterday. Certain magic such as Occlumency and Animagi is so much more fun with a group like Ron and Hermione or with an actual teacher like the Aurors learn in training. Being alone is such a burden in life that one must always have friends. For this I am grateful that I have Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Luna, Professor Lupin, Tonks, Fred, George, and all the rest, but being in Surrey takes me away from all of it. I really do need to arrange a time to be with Karen as even though I still like her a little, she's a good friend who can become an even better friend.
Harry walked downstairs to prepare lunch when he found his relatives downstairs waiting for him. They told him that they went to do something secret and just returned to take Harry out to lunch. Harry was surprised that they were still affected by what he had told them. Harry had barely ever gone out to eat so this was an experience of a lifetime. For the first time Harry felt that he was loved and that maybe life was worth living as well as worth fighting for. Harry's summer life was teaching him many things to treasure and that people could change, although Voldemort was barely human as Harry was beginning to think that if the Dursley's could change, Voldemort could change. Laughing this idea off, Harry went off with the Dursley's into town to eat lunch. Harry enjoyed a lively conversation with his relatives for once about what life was like outside Privet Drive as it would help with a view on what Voldemort was doing. Harry found out that there were several attacks a week although some were more major than others. The attack on the shop and the houses had caused the most damage so far even though there were extremely few people hurt or killed. It seemed as if Voldemort was striking all over the country and it was rumored on the news that these "terrorist" attacks might go outside of England. Aunt Petunia would add in several remarks about how wonderful the garden was looking as Harry certainly never received thanks for working on it. Even Dudley joined in on the revelations as he told Harry that he was beginning to lose some weight. For Harry it was extremely likely that Dudley could become even remotely skinny as he was not built to be skinny just like his father. Thus when Harry arrived at the restaurant, which was relatively upper-middle class, he enjoyed a sumptuous lunch. Though Harry figured that this wouldn't last, as long as he had a few special memories, than a world of improvement could be made just as one thought of a happy memory could fuel a Patronus to repel so many Dementors.
Harry soon found himself inside the house yet again with nothing to do except extremely happy at the turn of events. Harry soon found himself flipping through his previous summer assignments as Harry would not have an assignment until his O.W.L.S. came back. The lull between fifth and sixth year would most likely take its toll on the students at Hogwarts; however, Harry was determined to do the exact opposite and learn more over the summer than he had in the past. Harry now had a good understanding of the key subjects needed for Auror training as well achieving some potency in Potions, Animagi training, and finally Occlumency. Harry decided to make some ultimate goals that he would like to achieve by the end of the year, which would give meaning to his life somewhat as he would approach being legally an adult wizard.
Harry soon wrote down these few things:
Become an Animagus and DO NOT REGISTER, create a Marauder name
Prank Snape a total of 250 times to have some fun in the midst of learning
Learn Occlumency to the advanced level by the end of the year
Become proficient in all the NEWT subjects hopefully to be able to get an O
Learn over half the spells that Aurors use; Duel Mad-Eye, Tonks, or Kingsley
Find a way to cripple Voldemort's supporters/members esp. Bellatrix and Peter
Try to get a girlfriend who won't be mad if the relationship doesn't last
Harry's list began to grow and thus eliminated much of the remaining trivial goals and ended up with the list above.
Harry soon walked outside of his room and went to the football pitch hoping to catch Karen or anyone on his team. Luckily for Harry, Karen was there watching other teams play as there were kids of all ages playing football or rugby.
"Hey Karen!" greeted Harry as he jumped up from behind her.
"BLIMEY Harry, what was that for?" yelled Karen as she was utterly surprised.
"What, no hey Harry?" quipped Harry as he smiled towards Karen. "I've come to take you up on your offer to tutor me in the secret ways of women!"
Karen laughed at what Harry said and soon replied, "I thought you forgot about that. Oh well no escaping you is there? Alright we can like meet everyday if you want and we can start right now. Now what is it that a guy like you, who is so very special, want in a relationship in a girl?"
"Well, obviously she has to be beautiful or as sexy as you, either one works," replied Harry wiggling his eyebrows at Karen.
Karen gave him a light punch while Harry replied, "Hey I'm a guy, I'm entitled to say these things."
Karen laughed and then asked him, "Come on now, what do you really want?"
Harry finally gave in and after some thought replied, "Well I guess I fell in love with the idea of "true love" as my parents were supposedly the epitome of love even though they were bitter enemies before that. If there was some guideline to have a perfect life marrying, having kids, and other things, then I would buy that with all the money I have. The thing is, I most likely won't have the time to go and figure out who will be my soul mate out in the world because I'm so "special." I also don't want to be left out like you said because I am unknowledgeable about a lot of things."
"Wow Harry, you covered pretty much of lesson 2 also with what you just said. Try to stay honest to yourself and any girl and most likely she won't hate you as much. Even the smallest lie brings doubt to your character, which anyone guys or girls will pick up on. So, you have to be truthful at all times because then people will be able to trust you and trust is a very important trait in a relationship," said Karen as she scooted closer to Harry. "It seems as if you have a profound understanding of what you want except that it really isn't clear to how you're going to attain that. As you most likely won't tell me how or why you are so special, most likely a superhero, you have to save the world from the evil guy who is after you as well. I say that you have to focus on your life and what you must do, but don't deny any feelings that you might have. You kind of have to keep personal from business meaning keeping your job away from your personal life. However, if a girl likes you and you like her then go for the relationship as you can learn a lot from a relationship, even more than what you can learn from me. All the right stuff and the wrong stuff eventually makes up the type of person you like, the type of person you are, and the type of "true love" that will come with you and your partner. Now enough of this talk! Let's watch more football!"
It seemed to Harry that Karen was especially right in the fact that trust is a very important concept as in his parent's death's, Peter betrayed the trust that was there between the family. Harry suddenly wondered whether telling the Dursley's about how he was the only one able to destroy Voldemort was a good idea. However, knowing that a family's connection was strong just as the magic that faded away from his body, Harry did not worry again. Harry soon walked back to Privet Drive after arranging a meeting with Karen at the same place for tomorrow. Dinner was a quiet affair as everyone had a busy day as both Harry and Aunt Petunia cooked together a feast for everybody. The feast looked like the Hogwarts tables with everything imaginable on it, but it was much more enjoyable in the context of a family dinner. Harry soon excused himself from the table and went upstairs.
Harry soon went to take a shower and took notice of himself as he stepped out while grabbing a towel. The continuous workout of football training toned both his upper body and lower body as his abdomen was more pronounced. Harry also gained a lot of weight as he began eating more, not to the extensive amounts of Dudley, but closer to Ron's huge helpings for a growing teenage wizard. Harry did not miraculously grow taller or stronger, but the hard effort was paying off while Harry might have grown an inch, if even that. His muscles were well toned as well as more apparent and most likely would drive almost all the girls crazy, but Harry soon thought that there would be no way that the girls could see this, thus he didn't have to worry. Also, Harry found that although his hair was always messy, it never needed to be cut, which was extremely weird. He never saw any other students at Hogwarts go to a barber shop or anything to cut their hair, yet why would Mrs. Weasley always insist on Bill cutting off the ponytail or else getting rid of the earring. Maybe simple cutting charms for hair were taught at home such as other spells for minor cuts and bruises. Tonks never had to cut her hair as she was a metamorphmagus, which suddenly made Harry think that he might be one. Harry wondered at the absurdity of it all and found that he should most likely wait a few days to owl Tonks or the Order as Hedwig would certainly be tired as well as the Order frustrated with his two new letters. Harry soon found himself on his bed in his pajamas reading boring information about NEWT Potions. Granted certain aspects of Potions was extremely interesting and intriguing, but trust Professor Snape, the most boring out of all teachers, perhaps save Binns, would choose a topic that would most likely be boring. The potions that had nothing to do with Auror training or basic life development felt like an extreme waste of time for Harry. Thus with a boring topic such as a potion that if put in liquid would heat the liquid, being of no use to Harry as to mix the ingredients for the potion, it would need to be heated anyways was redundant, Harry drifted off to sleep.
Author's Notes: Wow, this chapter was extremely difficult to write, especially due to my weird deadline date of so days, which makes it more difficult than usual. Hopefully by Christmas, my computer will be fixed as well as my chapters more action packed. I hope everybody will enjoy this new chapter. Don't be too mad at me if the topic of this chapter seems OOC. Please Read and Review!