Chapter 11

New Forms Discovered

During their free period, Ron and Harry stayed in the Gryffindor common room. With Harry learning more and more about the cougars while Ron was complaining by the vast of animals to choose from the books.

"How do you know that cougar is the One?" asked Ron impatiently

"You just do Ron. You will know when you find your animal. Perhaps when you least suspect. Maybe you're really a goldfish?" joked Harry.

"Don't joke around Harry, I don't want to be a goldfish! That would be horrible."

"Well, you just need to keep your mind open for it. Even if you do find that it is a goldfish, I'm sure you can choose something else."

"I hope so mate, I really hope so," said Ron glumly, taking the wizarding chess out to practice his skills with himself.

"Well, that's a question you can save for Sirius and Remus or even Professors Conan and McGonagall."

"Mate!" he said, sitting up. "Do you think you could talk to them? Sirius and Remus?"

"I suppose," replied Harry, putting the book down that was called 'Silent Killers: Cougars' He went up to his dorm and searched for the mirror in the trunk. When he found the mirror, he came back, while speaking Sirius' name.

"Yes Harry?" asked Sirius anxiously.

"Nothing bad is happening, Ron just wants to ask - "

"No, you bloody know that something happened last night! Are you okay?"

"Oh, do you see that I'm hurt? No, then I'm fine, though I'm more worried about my friends affected by previous night. Okay Sirius, here's Ron," Harry stopped in front of Ron. Who looked at him incredously. "What?" Ron mouthed something about 'You do it!'

"Fine Ron, I'll ask," said Harry with a bit of sarcasm. "Sirius, Ron wants to know if he found an animal and doesn't want to do the form. Can he become something different?"

"Did he find his Animagus form yet?"

"Ron? Have you found your animal?"

"No, I just - "

"No he hasn't Sirius, is it possible to become something different?"

"It depends really, say, he found that he was to become a domestic cat, then wants a different animal. He can't choose a horse because its too big of an animal compared to the cat. But may be able to transform into a bunny, or, god forbid, a rat." Harry and Ron pulled a disgusted look on their face.

After all, their traitor is a rat and the thought of becoming one is too much. Ron's face turned green, and shook his head, clutching his stomach. Harry swallowed the small lump in his throat as Sirius had an angry look on his face.

"Anyways, are you sure about this Sirius?"

"Yes, when I did the research myself, my original form was a bear. But I had felt that it wasn't exactly right, and it was far too large. So, I thought of becoming a dog that's far bigger than the usual domestic dog. As for your father Harry, his original form has been the same. He never changed his form, because he said that it felt right for him. Not all original forms meet the needs of the person. You do not have to feel confined to it at all."

"I see, well I think I'll write this down for Hermione. I think she'll appreciate that," said Harry, writing down what Sirius said about original forms and the sizes as well as new ones. When he finished writing, he thanked Sirius. "I'll talk to you later Sirius, our lesson is starting soon."

"Okay Harry, good day to you," with that, the mirror returned back to the usual reflecting mirror. The two got their bags, with Harry's new notes stuffed in one of the pocket. They made their way down to the dungeons.

"Today we will be working on Withering Potion. Which causes an object or a plant to grow old faster than usual. This potion is highly potent," he looked around in the classroom. "Potter! Hand in your homework right now," barked Professor Snape.

Knowing him, Harry readily turned the essays in which he had taken out the moment he entered the class room. On the way back to his seat, he found Malfoy glaring at him. Harry glared back twice as much leer at him. The two didn't back off from the staring contest until Severus spoke again. Causing Malfoy to look back to the front of the classroom.

"Know this, we are lucky not to have Neville Longbottom in this classroom anymore - "

"Don't you talk about him like that!" growled Ron, pissing off for talking about a dead friend like that.

"Shut up Weasley, five points from Gryffindor for speaking to me like that and for interrupting me. Now, if he were here, there wouldn't be a dungeon here anymore. I stress this is a highly potent potion. Because it withers away an object rapidly. I'm sure none of you would want us to grow old now do you? If you attempt to use this on yourself. By all means do it, but know this, this makes you wither more than two hundred years. Depending on how much you subtract the water. For every quarter cup of water taken away from three cups, it adds another fifty years to the object. Now, the directions," he said, flicking his wand.

"Are on the board, begin," the class began working on their own cauldrons. Since it was their sixth and would-be seventh year, as Hermione said about their first potion class he had missed, are on their own. For this, Harry was glad he didn't have to work with anyone and focus on his own work. When he got to the point where he had to carefully add four tablespoon of dill, Malfoy came towards him.

"Don't you come any nearer," said Harry, acknowledging his presence ten feet away.

"Be quiet," snarled Draco Malfoy. "Where were you last night?" hissed the blonde boy.

"None of your bussiness, I had some errands to take care of," replied Harry, still focusing on his potion. "If you want to deal with this, then we'll do it after Iclass/I if you so badly want to talk to me." Harry was now stirring one time clockwise in his cauldron and began to boil for ten minutes.

"Well, now you're boiling your cauldron, now answer me," said Malfoy with malice in his voice.

"What makes you think I'll answer your questions? Perhaps your boss wants to know why I was out when his plan was in motion? Hmm?"

Malfoy stared at him with his eyes narrowed nastily. Harry only stared back unperturbed. Harry saw the annoyance appearing on Malfoy's face and saw that Professor Snape was walking in their direction. Malfoy turned to return to his seat, and Professor Snape did nothing to stop him.

"What's going on Potter?" asked Severus Snape rudely.

"Malfoy just wanted a conversation with me Professor," replied Harry, checking his time for the boil to cease. He had only seven minutes to go. "Just for that, I want you to stay behind after class," he said, glaring. Harry saw Malfoy smirking at him because he was going to be held back in potions. Then Severus Snape looked at his cauldron and found nothing to argue with. Since it was giving off pine tree smell, exactly as Hermione's was now. He then kept on walking around the classroom.

After corking his potion and putting on unbreakable-charm on the vial. As he remembered that Malfoy had Iaccidentally/I broke one of his vials last year. He put his name on the bottle and turned it in, feeling sasifaction by the fact that he did the potion just right. Even after a month of amnesia, a summer's worth of not studying magic, and his potions' grades had improved ever since he went into hiding.

When the bell rang, he held back, packing his stuff into the bag slowly. When the kids left the dungeons, Harry went up to Professor Snape. "Sir?"

"Potter," started Professor Snape. "As you might have already know, your common room was invaded last night."

"I already know sir, it was the Death Eaters. They had some sort of plan, I think they were planning to control the students…" Professor Snape arched an eyebrow at him. "I - I forgot to clear my mind last night sir. I was worried you see," Severus scoffed.

"Potter, you must not forget to clear your mind, even if you are… worried. Nevertheless, you would sleep better that way, if you would remember that is. I had conviently chose the time where I knew the plan would be in motion. I heard that Mr. Malfoy had tried to ask you of your whereabouts last night, you do realize how important we keep this to ourselves?"

Harry nodded in reply, "Yes sir…" He was wondering what else Professor Snape would say. He knew that Voldemort and his followers would try to attack, and stop at nothing to achieve it.

"As you may have known Potter, I will choose the times when they attempt to do anything here at Hogwarts, you will be here for Legillimency lessons. Which will include on weekends. You may have to skip a few classes and I'll do the same for my Potions' class. Anything else Potter?"

"Yes sir, but what if Voldemort finds out that you were with me? Shouldn't Professor McGonagall do that? At least, some of them?"

". . . I suppose yo are right on that part. I will speak to the Headmistress after you leave. Now, good day to you," he dismissed Harry. He immediately left the classroom and came to Great Hall several corridors later. He sat down next to his friends, and grabbed something to eat.

"What did Professor Snape want? Did he give you more detention?" asked Hermione.

"No, just… updated on few things," replied Harry, drinking his Pumpkin juice.

"Oh, I see," replied Hermione, looking over to the Slytherin table. Malfoy was laughing with his friends after reenacting something. Which Harry assumed, would be him as the subject of the joke. Harry shook his head, and ate his sandwich. Then he had attended his detention which he had to talk more about the relationship between Malfoy and himself to Professor Conan.

Next day, after they had their classes in Herbology, charms and Transfiguration. Harry also did his detention while Hermione pulled an all-evening research for the group on animals. After Harry came back to the common room, Ron started to complain that he wanted to play chess with Mark.

"Hermione, can I at least have a break from researching?"

"No Ron, it can make all the difference in the world if we start today instead of tomorrow."

"Fine Hermione," grumbled Ron, pulling a book off the table and began to read.

Some time later, before they had to go to sleep, Ron yelped in surprise. Harry looked up quickly from his book that he was reading on Cougars.

"What is it mate?" asked Harry, furrowing eyebrows.

"I.. think I found it…" said Ron slowly, staring at the book. "How did I ever skip this page earlier!?"

"You found your animal Ron?" asked Ginny, interested and glad for an interruption from her readings. Ron looked up from the book at the others, and grinned slyly.

"My form's a fox," said Ron.

"Oh really?" asked Hermione, interested. "Foxes are fascinating. Well now, you see? If you had put it off until tomorrow, you wouldn't start researching today!"

"I know Hermione," grumbled Ron about the fact that she was right again. "At least there are a lot of information on foxes."

Then the group fell silent, researching on more of the animals. Ginny was reading the ones about different types of bears, Hermione was on kinds of horses, but the two were no where near finding their animal forms. Harry sighed, putting the book down.

"I think I know everything about cougars now," groaned Harry.

"Really? Including the bone structure?" asked Hermione, not looking up from the books.

" . . . No," replied Harry. "But can we stop for tonight? I think everyone is tired… even you look tired. I think what ever it was three nights ago affected all of you. You all look… strange," said Harry.

"What do you mean?" asked Ginny, looking up.

"I mean, there's something in your eyes, I can't put my finger on it, I know it's not.." Harry hesitated. Thinking that he could be imagining things.

"Not what Harry?"

"Imperius curse," said Harry. "It can't be. . ."

"Why?" asked Mark, curious.

"Oh I don't know, all of the books that stated about the Imperius curse. They have eyes of being controlled. Yours don't compare anywhere near that. I think I'll research more on that…" Harry said, getting up from his seat. "You better get some sleep guys," he went up the stairs to look for his book that he got from the Knockturn Alley. When he found the book, he flipped the pages to the one on Imperus. He skimmed the page and something caught his eyes.

'So that's it,' thought Harry. 'The others, I hope they haven't gone to bed yet,' with that, he ran down the stairs noisely and into the common room.

"Guys!" said Harry, "good, you haven't gone to sleep yet."

"What is it Harry?" asked Hermione anxiously.

"It seems that you all are experiencing… after-effects of Imperius curse. Whoever did that, took the curse off of the Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and the Ravenclaws. I suppose that you all are at least happy I got this book?" Hermione widened her eyes and stared at the book. She nodded slowly.

"Can I read the page Harry?"

"O-oh, of course," replied Harry, handing the book over to Hermione. She read the page quickly, and when she was finished, she looked up worried evident in her eyes. "What?"

"You're right, but why take it off of us?"

"I don't know, but I think they couldn't complete the plan without me, even Severus didn't tell me what was the plan. Right now, Sev-"

"Wait a minute, you're saying his first name!" interrupted Ron, slow in the take when he said the first time.

"… So, what if I am? We are working closely together. . . . Wait a minute, Ron, Hermione, can you come with me? I need to talk to Professor Snape. But as I was saying, he's going to tell me in advance when Voldemort tries to take Hogwarts from the inside. I'll be either with him or Professor McGonagall, now… Will you Ron, and Hermione come?"

"What about me?" argued Mark.

"And me," piped Ginny. Harry sighed, and ran back up to the dormitory for the invisblity cloak and came back to answer the two.

"Sorry, but I'll fill you in later. This is urgent, come on," the three climbed out of the portrait hole and went down the dungeons under the invisibilty cloak. When they reached Severus' rooms, Harry knocked on the door, since the office was only next door. Several seconds later, the door opened and he looked around for someone.

"Hey, it's me, Ron and Hermione here. I need to talk to you about something," whispered Harry. Professor Snape glowered, and sighed, he stood out of the way, letting the teenagers into the room. Harry took the cloak off and faced his Professor.

"Have you found anything odd, about Voldemort's behavior?" Professor Snape sighed and looked at Harry. He nodded faintly.

"Yes, I indeed did observe his behavior. I assume you figured this out from what happened in the common room three nights ago?" Harry nodded in answer. "As you might have figured, he did take the Imperius curse off students. At first, for all of us, we were confused as to why he would do that. I latter concluded that he couldn't withstand such mass imperius."

"So, I was right then?" Snape nodded, and looked away. "My theory's been correct after all. We really are experiecing each other… personalities," finished Harry.

Ron and Hermione stared at Harry fearfully and then back at Professor Snape. Who didn't look at them or said anything, only staring out of the magical window. Harry realized, for once, they were in his rooms and not the office. Harry conciously looked around in the room and it looked like the Slytherin common room which Harry and Ron, back in second year and saw the common room. The bed coverings were green, the bed frame silver, the sofas were of green with spikes on them.

"If that is, all, please leave," interrupted Harry from looking around in his rooms any more than he did.

"Yes, er well, good night Professor," said Harry.

"Oh, and Potter, remedial potions are on Monday, at eight Isharp/I." Then he saw a worried look on his face, "no Potter, no activities are being planned for that time. Good night," with that, he dismissed the three out into the corridor. After swinging on the invisiblity cloak around themselves, they started walking back to the Gryffindor tower. They didn't speak until they were on floor three.

"Harry?" asked Hermione.

"Mmm?"

"A-are you really experiecing V-Voldemort's personalities?"

"Look at my behavior for past few weeks, that should say something for itself," replied Harry. Hermione sighed, frowning. They didn't speak until they got back to the Gryffindor common room. Harry saw that Mark and Ginny were sitting there, waiting for the return of the trio. Mark stood up quickly, followed by Ginny.

"Well?"

"My theory's right," said Harry, being vague.

"W-what theory?" asked Ginny tentatively.

"I gave the Order a direction, it might sound really crazy but. . ."

"But what?"

"Voldemort and Harry are playing on each other personalities," explained Hermione, looking at Harry. Ginny took a step back from him in fear, and Harry sighed.

"It's not like we will switch souls or anything. Just… you know," said Harry. Then Harry realized, none of them knew what Prophecy said.

"Remind me to. . . tell you that deals with Trelawney tomorrow night, okay?"

"Huh? Trelawney? Why mate?" asked Ron, alarmed.

"It's a code for myself, so none of you will know what I'm going to say tomorrow. Now, let's all go to sleep."
The next day, after classes and dinner, Harry did some of his homework and went to his detention with Professor Conan. Tonight, however, is different, he had asked him to think of different ways to avoid conflict. Especially getting into fights with Malfoy. Harry thought that this was useless and voiced that to his professor.

"No Harry, it is not useless. In some ways, you will avoid some conflict one way or the other. You can't be fighting all your life."

"Oh you're saying that adults never fight?"

"No, not particularly," replied Professor Conan, frowning.

"Then what's the point?"

"The point is so that you will fight less," he replied, "now get back to work."

After he served his detention, he came back to the common room, where all his friends were anxiously waiting for him. Harry arched an eyebrow, wondering why they were waiting for him.

"Harry, mate, uh, did you want to tell us about Trelawney?" said Ron.

'Oh right, I had forgotten…'

"That… well, I think we all should go to the Room of Requirement again, it's… a Prophecy."

"Prophecy?" repeated Hermione.

"Yes, what else?"

"Oh…" Once the five kids reached the Room of Requirement, they went in after passing the entrance three times. All but Harry sat down in one of the sofa, or a chair. "Well?" prompted Harry.

"Let's see, where do I start?" wondered Harry. "Well, I'm not exactly sure if I should tell you…"

"Tell us what?"

Harry sighed, "I'll get to the point and discuss it afterwards," he took a breath and exhaled. "I'll tell you all of a Prophecy made a year before I was born. 'THOSE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES . . .BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM, BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES . . . AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT HE WILL HAVE THE POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT . . . AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HAND OF THE OTHER FOR NIETHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES . . . THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD WILL BE BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES . . ."

No one spoke after that, mainly it was because they were all confused. Hermione seemed to be the one recovering fast, and opened her mouth but closing it several times. Then she spoke with confusion in her voice, and on her face.

"D-do you know what this means?" Harry nodded.

"Of course, I - I have known about this since late April. So I had a lot of time and thought about this . . ."

"Did Trelawney predict that?" asked Ron.

"Yeah, she's only made two real predictions to our knowledge. One, was the day we all found out that Sirius is innocent, and that Wormtail is the real traitor. She said a servant would return to the 'Dark Lord' and that he would rise again. And, of course, the other one is the one I just told you. But when Trelawney predicts those ones, she doesn't… remember it afterwards."

"What does this mean? The Prophecy I mean," asked Mark.

"It means, that I either have to be the victim or the murderer," everyone gasped at this in the room.

"Oh Harry," cried Hermione.

"Hermione, don't, I had thought on this a lot, and I have a feeling that I will beat him, once and for all," said Harry, determined.

"And, it said something about neither can live while the other survives?" asked Ginny softly.

"That, is what we had talked about last night. My theory, I can't truly live life with Voldemort around. So, so I ask you," he took in another breath. "To help me to live life as much as I can."

"Oh we will Harry," said Hermione at once.

"Don't worry mate, the Quidditch try-outs are tomorrow, I'm sure you can play a lot of Quidditch." Harry grinned at his friends.

'Well, I suppose being in people's company isn't so bad after all . . .'

"But there's one more request," said Harry. "I know you all will want to be with me every step of the way in this war. But, in the final battle between me and Him. I will have to face him alone," he said.

"What, Harry, no!" exclaimed Hermione, worried-strickened appearing on her face.

"It's the only way Hermione, I have the power that he doesn't know. Though I don't know what that is yet, and Dumbledore won't give me answers," growled Harry. "Said something about discovering that on my own."

"Oh Harry," said Ginny, feeling sorry for her friend.

"Don't you start pitying me, just… be supportive at least. Anyways, we should go back to researching animals…" He thought of the need to look up cougars, foxes, and coyotes, as well extensive books on various of animals. The room transformed into a den-like with shelves of books around them. Harry immediately found the section all devoted to cougars.

The group began their own research and didn't stop until it was past ten at night. Harry spoke up, saying that they had better go back to the common room since it was really late. The teenagers finished up their research and put together their notes on their findings. When they came back to the tower, Harry bid them all good night and went to the dormitory. He found Dean and Seamus already asleep. Harry went to his trunk and dug out the book on Dark Arts, and sat on his bed to read more about the curses.

Harry found one particularly interesting curse, which Malfoy had attempted to use back in the DADA lesson. The Dark-Essence curse, which spurts out black essence from the wand and wrapping around the victim. Squeezing the victim to death, and he found out that only really strong wizard/witches can perform them.

'Hah, so Malfoy is not a strong wizard?' thought Harry, laughing silently to himself. He heard foot steps coming up the stairs. Harry immediately put the book under the bed, pulled at the curtains and pretended to sleep under the covers.

Weekend rolled by, with Quidditch trials which made Harry a Seeker again, with Ginny being the new chaser along with two other new chasers, Dean Thomas and Pavarti Patil. Then it was Monday evening, after serving his detention with Professor Conan, which he had, again created more situations of how to avoid conflicts. Harry thought that with Professor Conan, he prefered Professor Snape's detention any day. At least with Snape's, he didn't have to think.

Then when it was eight o'clock, he came at Severus Snape's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in," replied the voice, and Harry pushed the door open and found him grading papers. He closed the door behind him with a click and went to the front of the desk and waited. Once Severus finished the stack of papers, he stood up and went around the desk to face Harry, and paused. Then he continued to walk around Harry and to the Pensieve to draw out particular memories into the basin.

After Snape did his short ritual with the Pensieve, he turned his front to Harry and stared at him for a moment or two. Then he walked over to the aisle between the desks and spoke.

"Today, you will try again, and find my first meeting with your father, you do what you did last time. But this time, try and visualize some parts that you would be expecting."

Harry nodded in answer, visualizing the youth of Snape and his dad, then Severus gave him the signal and Harry cried, "Legillimens!" His mind went reeling in Harry's head, memories flicking rapidly of all the encounters he had with James. But then slowed down to the point where it was at normal pace. When Harry examined a little closer, and found that his dad and Snape had looked young. Much, much younger than he had saw in the previous two memories.

"Hey, why is your hair so greasy? Do you wash your hair once a month?" taunted James, and, what seemed to be Sirius, laughed at his joke.

"Inflingo!" snarled young Snape, and James' face flew away from the front, groaning in pain. He slowly put his left hand to his reddened cheek and glared at him.

"Furibundus liuidus!" he caused a liquid substance out of his wand, and smacked Snape head on, pushing him into the side of the train. "You better hope not to cross our paths again!" with that, James closed the door on Snape. Harry stopped the memory, by moving his wand off Severus. He found him not on the floor, but balancing himself on the desk with his right hand, panting slightly.

"W-w-well done Potter, you are certainly gifted."

The two practiced some more on Legillimency, with Harry still have ways to go to improve such as getting to the event he needed to find on first or second try. He learned that a mind is full of complex rooms. Severus had said that minds can be like Hogwarts, with many corridors and hidden rooms. It was only a matter of willpower, raw power, and visualization.

"But when you are better at Legillimency Potter, you won't need to visualize events anymore," said Snape, catching his breath after another attack on his mind. "But that will do, good night Potter," he dismissed Harry, who went back to the Gryffindor tower.

The next evening, after serving his detention. Harry longed to have detention-free days again, as he could not stand Professor Conan's method on detentions. Afterwards, Harry returned back to the common room and found the others be doing their homework, Ginny working on her search for the animal for her form. Just when Harry sat down, Ginny gasped in surprise and Harry arched an eyebrow.

"H-Harry, I felt, I feel weird…"

"Oh? What did you find?" Ginny frowned.

"But - but I don't want to be a.. a rodent!" Ginny said, nearly on the verge of tears. Harry stood up fast, widening his eyes in surprise.

"S-say what?"

"A - a rodent…"

"Oh man, that's not good, well, I suppose we'll have to find a similar animal to that. Something small and light…"

"Hmm," said Hermione, hearing in on the conversation while Ron looked green in his face. "Oh Ron, lighten up, we'll have Ginny be something else."

"Like what? A cat?" asked Ron, now reddening.

"Oh I don't know, something useful - Hey Ginny!" she picked the book on the same page she had just flipped. "Take a look at this!" she gave her the book. Curious, she skimmed the page, and the further she read, the happier she felt.

"Oh, a mink sounds perfect!"

"A mink? Hmm, yeah, that would fit you nicely," commented Harry, looking over Ginny's shoulder. Ginny grinned, and nodded.

"I agree, so, now that leaves you Hermione. Can you hurry up and find your form?" Hermione sighed experhastedly.

"Ron, these animals are so fascinating, I can't hurry up!"

"Well, you said yourself, doing it today makes all the difference than doing it tomorrow," he retorted, Hermione huffed in response. Harry shook his head at his friend and started working on his homework that was due tomorrow. Then the week rolled by, with Hermione not finding a single animal. But on Thrusday evening, Hermione gasped at the page about some owls, but she continued the research.

Harry and Ron kept pushing her to finish the research faster, or at least skim through the animal list. But Hermione said that it was necessary to look at all options before choosing an animal that represent her and her needs. When Saturday rolled by and into Sunday night.

Hermione sighed, getting everyone's attention. "Guys…"

"What is it Hermione?" asked Ron, concerned.

"I found my form, but I - I think it will do," she said bravely.

"Oh, what is it Hermione?" asked Ginny, interested.

"My form's a tawny owl," she said.

"Really? I thought you didn't want to fly..?" asked Mark.

"I didn't," replied Hermione. "But it would be useful if someone has to fly, you know? I can probaly carry Ginny in her Mink form, think of the strageties we can come up with!"

"Mm, I suppose it's a good idea," said Harry. 'That way, Hermione and Ginny can get out of the battlefield when necessary,' thought Harry, and nodded to himself. "That would work, well, that's very Gryffindor of you Hermione."

She flushed at the comment, and smiled slightly and looked at Ron, and her face reddened even more. "Well, now we all have our forms, and Harry's finished with Detention. We can focus on them now," she said. "But first, we will need to finish our homework."
Sorry for not updating in past few days. Something came up in my personal life and the internet was taken from us. But it should be running more smoothly from now on. I have 2 chapters already written so yeah. Thanks for the reviews! And to all the people who aren't reviewing either. Yes I do realize there are people who don't review and put me on the author alert anyways. I find that comforting. Anyways, see you in the next chapter! Oh, and shameless promotion, please read my one-shot story! 'Potions for Dummies' and it's for humor. shrugs