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A/N: She's baaack! Hello everyone, how I've missed you all! Anyway... I'm going to resume the story YAY! Still need a beta... But I'll live! Well Here's your extra fresh chapter. genießen Sie!

WARNING: This is one of the chapters that is not appropriate for the youngins or the easily disgusted so either skip the flashback within the flash back or turn back now

Sorry kiddies

Chapter: VI: Stuck.

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Mione----Mione----Mione----Mione

Hermione was mad. She was mad that Malfoy'd kissed her. She was mad that she let him kiss her. She was mad that she actually ENJOYED it! What was wrong with her? Was she going crazy? That must've been it. She couldn't believe herself. In fact, the only reason that she'd gunned it into her room was to keep it from doing it again. That kiss was one of the most exhilarating, yet , relaxing thing she'd ever experienced in her life. Malfoy's kiss was like...she didn't even know what. Maybe it was like being fed chocolate covered strawberries by your boyfriend as the sun slowly sets over a nearby pond. Or maybe it was like static shock. Speaking of shock, the images that'd rushed her brain as soon as she touched that scar were some of the most frightening things she'd ever seen and felt. She re-lived the moment when she sat in a cold dark room and feared for Malfoy's life as she held him in her arms. His back was facing upwards, as she tried to cast the disfiguring scar off of his back. Even after she tried every healing spell she knew on it, it refused to heal. It wasn't bleeding, just...open, as if there were no blood there at all. Where had that room been? How did she get there? She thought about sending herself to St. Mungo's, she might actually be crazy. It was all too overwhelming to think about now. She shook her head vigorously to rid herself of Malfoy's Static-Chocolate-covered-strawberry-frightening-moment kisses. She grabbed her diary off of the night stand next to her bed and scribbled the events of the night before drifting off to sleep.

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Draco----Draco----Draco----Draco

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Breakfast in the Great Hall----

The next morning during breakfast Draco sat quietly as he reflected on the events of the previous night. The nakedness, the argument, the kiss, the 'sexual tension', everything. After a long hard think and a couple of bites of food, he came to a decision that maybe getting that stupid know-it-all of a mudblood, Granger wouldn't be too bad to get into the sack. When he thought about it, it was a total win, win situation. What was the worst that could happen? He could kill two birds with one stone. He'd probably totally end the golden trio by making her fall in love with him and, If her shags were anywhere near as good as her kisses, get a pretty good shag out of it. Draco was totally ready to start his plan, he just wasn't quite sure how to go about doing that just yet. Before Draco could concentrate anymore on his plan, Pansy started going on about something. Her voice was right in his ear. 'Gods, every time I hear that girl's voice it's like a mosquito buzzing near my ear.'

"Draco," Pansy cooed, "did you have a good rest?" Draco rolled his eyes, what the bloody hell did she want now? He knew when she spoke in that annoying tone she thought was sexy she wanted something.

"My rest was Great. Do you know what made it so?" He watched as she perked up, thinking that he wasn't angry with her anymore. It was pathetic really, how could she be so dependant upon one person? She couldn't, no one could, that's how he was sure that all the affection she'd ever shown for him had been false.

"What?" Pansy asked him, grinning from ear to ear.

Draco smirked at her stupidity, "The fact that you weren't a part of it of course." He watched as her grin melted right off her face, and she became quiet. At first he'd felt triumphant because he'd finally gotten her to shut up. But then as the minutes passed Pansy didn't seem to bounce back from her sullen state as she usually did. He didn't quite understand why that comment had upset her, it wasn't as if that was the first time he'd said something like that. His thoughts turned the sweetness of his victory sour. As he sipped his water, he thought of a time when he and Pansy actually loved each other. They had been one of the most adored and popular couples in all of Hogwarts. He hadn't always hated her so much.

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I feel a flashback coming on----

Draco groggily rubbed at his eyes as he woke. The sun was shining brightly through a window some where; Taking a glance at his wrist watch, he found that it was time for breakfast. As he stretched his arms out above his head, Pansy rolled over and laid her head on his chest while she hugged him like a teddy, she was still sleeping. Draco smiled, he supposed that it wouldn't be too big of a deal if they missed breakfast. He looked around then noticed that they were in the Malfoy chamber and that they on the floor then as he looked down at Pansy, the romantic events of the night before lazily swept through his thoughts.

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. . . . . . . . . . . .The Flashback within The Flashback. . . . . . . . . . . .

Pansy and he had been out by the lake, holding hands as they walked around. It was a warm night but the stayed close enough that you'd think it was winter time and they'd had to stay close to keep warm. He remembered how beautiful she'd looked when the moon had shone it's bluish-white light on her. He'd wanted her right then and there on the grass by the lake, but he knew that he had to respect the fact that she would be with him when she felt time was right. They'd stopped walking and Pansy had turned to face Draco.

"Did you want to sit down?" She was looking him directly in the eye as she spoke. Her eyes were incredible, they were violet lightly speckled with gold. Every time he looked at her, he felt amazed by her exotic beauty, he was drawn to her. Pansy waved a delicate hand in the air in front of his face. He snapped out of his thoughts, she looked at him as if she were worried.

"Draco?"

"Oh sorry, yes, that would be nice" He found a bench and wiped the leaves off before they sat down.

" Did I bore you off into lala land?" She asked jokingly.

Draco laughed "Not in the least, I was captivated by your beauty."

Pansy playfully slapped him on the arm " Oh come on, that has to be the worst line I've ever heard. I don't mind if I bored you." She giggled at herself. "I'm not that high maintenance"

"But I was serious!" Draco protested.

"Sure you were...Too bad I don't believe it. Now I'm going to have to take you into the dungeons to punish you." She rose from the bench and led him by the shirt collar to the front of the castle.

"Where are we going?"

"Didn't I tell you already? You're getting punished."

"Can't I get punished out here?"

"No you're getting it in the privacy of your own room, I'd have you punished in mine, but I'm not allowed boys in my room." She turned and winked at him. Draco smiled and played along with her. He knew where they were going, They were headed directly toward the Malfoy chamber.

The Malfoy chamber was one of the many secret passage ways in Hogwarts that was discovered by Draco's great grandfather and adjusted it so that it could be lived in. He'd taken Pansy there many times but nothing more that kissing had ever happened there but tonight... Tonight he could feel that something great was about to happen. Finally they had arrived. He looked around the room in awe, he always did, the room changed décor every time he came. This time the room's ceiling was enchanted to look like the night sky and the walls were decorated with black satin. In the center of the room was a bed in the shape of an oval. The sheets were silver with green trim and the bedspread was a beautiful deep green color with a single silver and black snake forming the letter 'S' . The floor was white marble. It was an amazing sight.

Draco looked over at Pansy who was just as amazed." Please have mercy on me master," he begged." Never again will I dare to stare dumbly at your beauty."

Pansy laughed "Oh really?" she asked raising a perfectly arched eyebrow. "So I'm master now huh?"

"Yes master." Draco bent down on one knee.

"Okay then, my first order to you is to stand." Draco stood. He towered over this girl and yet she was the master. He struggled to stifle a laugh.

"You dare to laugh at me?"

Draco shook his head." No I would never la-" His sentence was cut off by her lips pressed gently against his in a kiss. While they were kissing, Pansy pulled on Draco's tie and walked backwards toward the bed. When finally they reached the bed they tumbled together and He ended up on top of Pansy. He pulled away from the kiss for a second to get some air and saw that Pansy's already short skirt had flipped up to reveal her underwear...If you could call it that, all it looked like to him was a small piece of sheer cloth. He groaned as he felt him self harden. He heard Pansy giggle. Draco felt one of her hands slide downwards, he had to bite his lip to keep from shouting out when she started to stroke him.

"What's this I've found?" she asked mock quizzically." I wonder what would happen if I stroked it a bit…" It took all of his might to keep from ripping he clothes of and just fuck her brains out. He couldn't even speak.

"Ahh, I see." Draco could tell by the way she spoke to him that he looked exactly how he felt. "Okay my slave, my next instruction to you is to make love to me." Draco was so turned on he was in pain.

" But it would be my first time" he answered. His words were clipped and he was still struggling to hold back."

"Mine too, so please be gentle." Draco looked into eyes that looked sincere and nodded. He planted a trail of kisses down her neck. He then removed her robes as easily as if he were removing his own, underneath she was wearing the plain white blouse that most of the girls in Hogwarts wore but what she looked beautiful in. Yet it didn't matter how beautiful she looked in it because she wasn't going to be in it any longer. He ripped at her shirt like a hungry wolf. Pansy quietly giggled at his lusty actions. Finally she was in her lacy red and black bra. Despite his ease with her robes and shirt he fumbled with the bra. She helped him get it off and she threw it away. Her breasts weren't gigantic but they were full. He filled his mouth with the left as he tweaked the right with his hand. Her breasts felt so soft to his touch, and in his mouth they were heaven. Her moans were soft and still made it much harder for him to go slow. When he couldn't take any more, he left his post at her breasts and kissed down her stomach. She let out a small moan of disapproval, but he didn't care, he knew what would make her feel even better. Before he pulled on her skirt he looked up at her with a question in his eyes. She actually started to pull the skirt down herself, which answered his question. He pulled her skirt down and flung it off somewhere. All she had on now was her under wear, which he took off with haste. He dipped his head in to look in between her naked legs, it was so wet and glossy . Then, copying something he'd seen in his "special movie collection" he pulled her to the edge of the bed so that her legs were hanging off of the edge and he began to lick up the juices that flowed from her, as she screamed over and over. The more she screamed the slower he went. He then started to lick the swollen button that was her clit, Pansy rotated her hips in an attempt to get more of him on her. Draco was thoroughly enjoying this, deciding that he should take it one step farther, he took his index and middle fingers and slowly pushed them inside of her, he then began to move them around in circles inside of her. Pansy cried out to him before she bit her bottom lip in pleasure. While moving his fingers in fast motions he began licking her clit. He could tell by how she was leaking and screaming that if he didn't slow his pace she was going to come. He licked her wetness then came up to kiss Pansy, he wanted to share with her how sweet she tasted. Pansy then rolled him over so that she would be on top and undressed him. Her eyes widened when she got down to his hard penis , Draco happened to be a big boy. She took him into her mouth like he was an ice cream. Finally he was getting his pleasure, but it just wasn't fully pleasure if she wasn't enjoying it as much as he was. He grabbed her hand and lead her to a big cushion green and silver chair similar to those in the common rooms and bent her over it. Slowly and gently he entered her, he felt bad as she whimpered a little. So he slowly moved his hips. In, and out, in, and out, soon her cries of pain turned to moans of pleasure he then started to accelerate, grabbing hold of her hips for more leverage. Only moments after Pansy started to move in rhythm with his thrusts as she screamed his name over, and over. Finally they came, screaming each others name. Draco didn't know how Pansy felt, but he knew that he was on top of the world.

"I love you Pansy"

"I love you to Draco." Minutes later, they were at it again, and again until they passed out somewhere on the floor.

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----Leaving for Winter Break-----

Draco had found out that Pansy had gotten pregnant about a week after they'd had sex. At first he was furious with her for not using any kind of protection, but more than that he'd been angry at himself for not thinking of it. He didn't want to talk to or even see her, they were broken up and he'd wanted all of it to just go away. Every night he would go to bed angry and wanting to punch something. He would have nightmares about what his dad would do when he found out. Then finally during Halloween, he talked to Pansy and tried to make amends with her and tell her that he was sorry for what pain she was causing. They soon started talking and decided that they would tell Dumbledore and he would charm her stomach to look normal. By December Draco was ready to be a father. Everyone who knew seemed to accept it, even his dad was kind of accepting in his own way. He would've usually thought this strange but he was busy being so nervous about being a dad that he just let it go.

"So, then we'll go to our own houses this winter break?" Pansy asked, breaking him free of his reverie.

"Apparently so. I think you should probably take an extra week off of school." He smiled as he rubbed her swollen belly. Dumbledore charmed it so that only the two of them could see her bulging abdomen.

" I just want you to know that I am sorry for anything that I put you through and that I can't wait to have this baby."

"I love you Draco, always have always will."

"I love you too Pansy." And that was the last time Draco Malfoy EVER said that to Pansy, because when she came back from her winter break, the baby was GONE.

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Flashback came.… and went----

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Mione----Mione----Mione----Mione

Hermione watched Malfoy, he and Pansy Parkinson were talking, actually SHE was talking he just seemed to sit there. When Malfoy finally said something to Pansy she perked up like a dog hearing it's name being called.

'pathetic' Hermione thought.

Malfoy spoke again and this time, his words had the reverse effect. Pansy seemed to wilt as the smile on her face disappeared. He watched as she became disheartened, and twisted his face into a smirk of victory. She decided that she had seen enough and turned her head away from that sad scene.

"What a heartless bastard!" Everyone within a five foot radius turned around, some giving her funny looks.

"Sorry." she muttered. Even though she didn't like Pansy, she knew that no woman, whether they were her best friend or mortal enemy, should ever be treated that way.

"Hey 'Mione." Hermione turned her head to see who'd called her; It was Harry, he didn't deserve her time right now. She was so angry with him for doing something so stupid and getting her stuck with that rat of a roommate Draco Malfoy. She turned her head and started a meaningless conversation with some 4th year Gryffindor she didn't even know. When Harry didn't try to sit next to her, she figured he'd gotten the message.

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Harry----Harry----Harry----Harry

Harry honestly felt for Hermione. He'd gone and done something stupid, and not only did he pay for his actions, he'd made Hermione suffer too. So naturally, when she'd given him the cold shoulder, he'd understood that she wasn't ready for him just yet, and went to find a seat near some of his fellow Quidditch mates. He knew that by now everyone in the school had heard the story of the squabble between he and Malfoy. He put his head in his hands. The rumor mill in this school ran better than any well-oiled machine he knew of. The night had been one he'd deeply regretted from the time he walked out of that room. Now, everyone was going to treat him differently, and he realized that he was going to have to adjust accordingly. Even when he sat down with the same people who he had felt so cool and confident around, he felt an uneasiness that had never before existed. What would his parents think? He lifted his head to look at those around him. Some reddened as they furtively turned their heads to pretend as though they'd never been looking. Some bowed their heads and nodded in disappointment, avoiding his gaze. Some even stared directly at him, unabashedly showing their distaste. Those whose eyes he'd had a chance to look at had a trace of something other than their repulsion of him... They'd shown fear. Was that even possible? The people were actually afraid of Harry Potter? The one they'd once loved, cherished, an honored as their hero on more than one occasion, were afraid of him? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes this morning, the thought would have been laughable.

It was thoughts like this that plagued his rain until he'd finally reached what was the last class of his day, Defense against the dark arts. Throughout the passing years, DADA classes had always been his one of his favorite ways to vent his heated emotions. (with the exception of the Umbridge year of course!) This year was especially helpful to him, and it was all of great thanks to his gorgeous instructor, Professor Snape (A/N:NOT a typo!). On this particular evening she was wearing an expensive looking deep blue robe, over a pale golden, work-elegant, knee length dress. She never wore her robes fully fastened. Everything about her was so perfect! When he looked at her he was reminded of the gothic angels he'd seen paintings of in a few books. Her shining tresses flowed about her in a tame river of jet black curls that extended down to her firm backside. Though he had not yet been close enough to so the exact color of her eyes, he knew that her eyes were large and round, set evenly under perfect eyebrows and with a cute nose in between. Her full, and pouty looking lips had the bright red intensity of fresh blood. They contrasted well with her smooth crème colored skin, a color that looked gray-ish and sallow on most, but which looked amazing on her. Speaking, of gray and sallow... How had that Greasy son of a bitch gotten his hands on such a beautiful woman like...Harry didn't actually know her real name, but he knew she could do much better.

'Like me' he thought.

He was soon abducted from his reverie by an origami crane enchanted to undetectably fly to it's destination. He stared at the note as it silently unfolded before him. It was from Hermione.

'Why the hell didn't you tell me what went on with Draco, Pansy, and Cho?' -HG

Harry got out his Quiknotes pen, and pretended to read the text assigned as the pen scribbled furiously on the parchment.

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'I don't know... I was afraid of how you would react. I wasn't sure what you and Ron would think of me.'-HP

Hermione had to stifle an annoyed and angry 'ha'.

'Fat lot of good that did you. Honestly Harry, I just don't understand how you think that hiding something so serious from me would have prevented much, now you've just gone and made it worse.'-HG

'Look Hermione, I'm sorry. I don't know that there's much else to say...I mean it's your decision to make'-HP

'So that's just it you'd just end it all like that? God Potter, I thought you had more of a spine than that. Oh, and don't even try that reverse psychology shit on me okay? Don't you think I've had enough of dancing around the point?'-HG

'No, I'm really serious I know that you must be really angry with me right now, and I don't want to stress the fact.'-HP

'Wise thinking Potter, you'd be right in not pressuring that, but I can't believe you would pull something like that! Do you know what should've happened to you? You're lucky you only got small punishment. But you're actions may have cost you your closest friends. You barely deserve to have friends as loyal to you as Ron and I anymore. And now you've gone and left me to rot with that disgusting rat, Malfoy.'-HG

'I know, I know, I fucking K-N-O-W! What do you want from me Hermione? I've said sorry, and you want my head on platter? I'M SORRY!-HP

'Okay then... I just want you to understand hat sometimes you affect other people a lot more than you think, but I think I've finally got my point across-HG

'So...you're not mad anymore? We can be friends again?'-HP

'Oh don't get me wrong. I'm still mad, livid actually, but I think I'll be able to handle it'-HG

When Hermione looked at Harry, he was about to write back when the quiknotes pen and parchment flew away from his table. Hermione looked around for the teacher and when she spotted her, she was ripping the note to pieces by way of wand. Professor Snape could be strict, but luckily she was nothing like her so-called "better half".

She walked around the classroom slowly, glaring at anyone who dared stare for even a second longer than they aught. "Mr. Potter"

Harry peered up at her from the table looking a bit like the proverbial 'deer caught in headlights.' "Yes Ma'am?"

"Was this yours?" she dumped the rumpled shreds of the note onto his part of the table.

"Yes Ma'am." He cast his eyes downward as he shrank into his chair

"Read it!" someone shouted. Hermione Glared at the Slytherin boy in the corner.

"I have no interest in your pathetic little lives." She conjured a sheet of paper, wrote something on it, and gave it to Harry.

"What's this?" He ventured. All it looked like to him was a sheet of paper that said 'Exactly one week from today after class in DADA room, be there'

"It's a detention note. Now I don't usually write it out, but it seems apparent to me that you have an affinity towards notes, so I thought I'd write it out so you could remember it better, because you seemed to forget that number one we aren't on Nembras, and number two that your book is upside down."

Snickers broke out around the classroom. Hermione watched as Harry shrunk even further into his seat. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry, be there. Class dismissed"

Harry and Hermione were the last two to walk out of the place Hermione was In a hurry to get back to her room and shower but she apologized for getting him in trouble before she left for her room.

When she got to the room Malfoy was laid out in front of the fireplace reading a book. She decided that she would ignore him, and a big scene, despite his housemate's rude comments toward Harry earlier. Just as she was about to walk into her room Malfoy Opened his fat mouth and ruined it.

"I saw your boyfriend in Defense against the dark arts today and he looked as if he were about to cry. What a fucking baby!"

"First off, I don't recall Asking for your input, and Secondly, He is neither my boyfriend or a baby." Hermione was trying hard to calm herself down. She didn't need anymore drama today.

"You're right, he's not a baby. Babies don't whine that much."

That was it she'd had it and she hoped to gods that she would be forgiven for what she was about to do but it had to be done, she was sick and tired of this treatment she was putting up with.

"AT LEAST HE'S MAN ENOUGH TO EVEN HAVE FEELINGS. ALL YOU ARE IS A HEARTLESS BASTARD! YOU GET ALL YOUR GLORY BE WALKING AROUND AND FUCKING EVERY THING THAT DOESN'T HAVE A PENIS! BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK? I THINK YOU ONLY DO THAT BECAUSE DEEP DOWN YOU KNOW THAT YOU WILL NEVER BE A REAL MAN! I SAW YOU WITH PANSY THIS MORNING, HOW YOU GOT JOY, AND TRIUMPH FROM HER SADNESS. YOU ONLY TREAT WOMEN LIKE SHIT BECAUSE YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS SHIT!"

Hermione was steaming, and she was glad that she'd finally gotten seven years of anger out. But she didn't feel all that great about it. It wasn't because she felt bad about what she'd done, but it was the fact that Malfoy looked as if he were about to bludgeon her to death. He started to advance upon her, she'd started to draw her wand, but he'd been too quick for her and had disarmed her before throwing away his own.

"What are you doing?" she tried hard to sound brave but failed miserably

"I'm trying to live up to the label that you have so graciously given to me" he undid his belt buckle as he said this.

Hermione was scared out of her wits, her brain didn't want to function properly. She was now running on a mixture of Instinct and adrenaline. The only thing she could think to do was step slowly away from him. He was soon only 10 ft, away from her and all she could do was to keep backing up, she almost died when she backed into a wall. What was she going to do now? He was getting closer with every step.…9ft...8ft...7ft.…But she couldn't move,.….6ft...5ft.….he wasn't holding her down.…4ft.…. she wasn't in any restraints.…3ft.…2ft.…she was just stuck.…1ft. He put both of his Quidditch-muscled arms on either side of her, thus trapping her in his space. Hermione just could not function. He dipped his head in and rubbed his nose against her neck.

"So you know everything about me now, huh?" he inhaled deeply

Hermione felt like crying, but no tears would come as she shook her head no.

"You know exactly what category to put me in? I bet you didn't know that your little 'confrontation' was going to go this far did you? "

Again, Hermione shook her head.

Malfoy grabbed hold of Hermione's chin and shook it gently from side to side, mocking her. "Is that all you know how to do?" Hermione truly feared for her life now.

"Not so big and bad without your wand are you?"

Malfoy slung an arm around her shoulders and sat her onto the couch. He didn't sit with her, he stood, towering above her in a threatening manner.

"YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME? YOU DON'T! WERE YOU THERE WHEN MY FATHER KILLED THE ONLY BROTHER I EVER HAD BECAUSE HE FOUND OUT ITS MOTHER WAS A MUDBLOOD? WHERE YOU THERE WHEN THE BABY THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HAVING WITH PANSY JUST DISAPPEARED? I THINK NOT, SO YOU CAN WORRY ABOUT GETTING YOUR SHIT RIGHT BEFORE YOU ACCUSE ME OF THINGS AND POINT FINGERS! OH, AND BY THE WAY, I APOLOGIZED TO PANSY. YOU MIGHT'VE KNOWN THAT IF YOU HADN'T BEEN SO BUSY TRYING TO CATCH ME DOING SOMETHING."

Hermione watched helplessly as Malfoy just exposed his feelings to her as he paced. She'd had no idea and now she couldn't help but cry. She tried saying sorry, but her voice came out hoarse.

"What did you say?" Malfoy asked as he wheeled around on her.

Hermione stood and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I never knew" this time she said it more clearly and with more conviction that she was sure she'd had in a long while.

Malfoy shrugged her hand off and walked to his bedroom. Before he opened the door, he turned and said,

"Yea? Well there's a lot of stuff you don't know"

He walked into his room and closed the door.

'If only he knew just how much I actually did.'

END OF CHAPTER VI

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A/N: Yay! Finally! I'm finished To prove how much writers block I've had, ill tell you that this was started Nov.8th 2004 and completed April 28th 2005 (actually I got a artistic flow right in April, that's when I finished the nine pages.)

A/N: YES! Finally Professor Snape is teaching DADA...Well his super hot wife is...I bet you all are wondering where she came from.…I made her up! My first Original Character!