Dragon Sword Master: …Yes, you caught me, full blown mistake…My mind must have been in a haze…Sorry and thanks for being so on top on things, now I really have to be on the ball with continuity.

A/N: Alright, I have one reviewer! That's enough for me to keep writing…but nevertheless I hope this chapter will give me at least 2 more reviews…need less to say things happen. I truly hope you enjoy.

The week then passed much as other weeks had. When Harry went to bed on Thursday night of the first week of November and Quidditch was well underway. But as Harry slept in his bed a dream took him…his friends, even Elwyn, where tied up, together in a dark room. There was a shadowy figure standing over them, "Noooooooo!" Harry's voice came in, then Elwyn broke free of her bonds and an aura came around her stopping the shadow. The shadow fled, and Elwyn feel to the floor bleeding. But she was bleeding green. "Don't worry Harry, it was going to happen to either you or me. And something tells me more people want you around, if we were tied up trying to save you." With that life fell out of Elwyn and Harry began to cry. Hermione came to comfort him. But the war was not over. And Harry ran.

Harry jolted out his sleep. He had really cried; as he sat up he felt a draft cool his face. It was so real, like last year. But it couldn't be the same. Must have been just a dream. He looked at the time; it was 5:47 am. He decided to go down in the common room, he wasn't going to sleep anymore. Besides, he hasn't seen a sunrise in a while. He whipped his tears, dressed and went downstairs to sit in the window and watch the sun. But someone else was downstairs, moving around, getting ready for something.

It was Elwyn; that's right, she went somewhere in the mornings.

"Hey." Harry said behind Elwyn as he moved around the common room.

"Oh," Elwyn looked up, "Hey, morning, how are you? It's not like you to wake early."

"I had a bad dream."

"Yah," Elwyn was still busying herself with things.

Looking out the window Harry remembered something; turning around he saw Elwyn about to leave.

"Wait." Harry said walking towards her, she stopped sighing, "You said if I met you again in the morning, you tell me where you go off to."

"I did," Elwyn began, she thought for moment, "In the morning I used to go just for dueling lessons but I've been going earlier," she paused for a moment, Harry guessed it was to avoid him, "to paint and stuff. I have to go, I mean with Voldemort around…"

"You say Voldemort?" Harry said in astonishment.

"Well it is his name isn't it?" Elwyn shrugged, when she thought he was done she turned.

"Hey," Harry stopped her again; "Who do you train with?"

"Dumbledore." She said frankly, "If there is anyone to learn from it is him."

Harry nodded, "What about lunch?"

"I like to eat at that time too, what about it?" Elwyn asked anxiously.

"Where do you go?" Harry asked.

Elwyn sighed again, "Well I might as well tell you. I practice an instrument, the trumpet. I play it, I love it. I couldn't give it up when I came here. At my old school we played muggle instruments." She paused she obviously was embarrassed but Harry couldn't understand why someone would be embarrassed about a passion. "Well I should go."

"Can I go?" Harry asked.

"I guess so," Elwyn turned out the portrait hole, "But Dumbledore doesn't come around for about a hour, only train for about a half hour. If you want to watch me paint."

"If you don't mind." Harry said as they walked towards the library. They walked for a while. "Where are we going?"

"The Room of Requirement." Elwyn said looking towards him, "Ever heard of it?"

"Yah." Harry sighed, "I hold lessons, among other things." Harry said wondering if he should have even told her and he thought of Cho for the first time in a while.

Elwyn smiled breathing out, "That doesn't surprise me, you must know every nook and cranny of this school."

They stopped by the door. Elwyn put her arm out stopping Harry so she could walk across the doorway to get her room. She passed in deep thought. She smiled and opened the door. Harry followed behind her. It was a beautiful room, with golden lights of the sun, though when Harry was here they didn't have windows. There was an easel with a half-finished painting. And in the corner by the window was a music stand and black case; Harry suspected it held her trumpet.

"It's not much, but it is what I 'require'." Elwyn smiled.

"Looks a lot different than when I am here. Course I need a dark secret area." Harry looked up at the ceiling to see a painting on its curve. Elwyn walked around the room to a bookcase.

"I usually don't have this here. Is this your doing?" She looked back at him pulling out one of the books. "Deciphering Dreams, Learn to Sleep Well, Wondrous Night. Don't sleep well? Or bad dreams?"

"I've never spelt well, not since Voldemort returned." Harry blushed.

"Course not, with all you've been through. You're like his subliminal thoughts, right? Course you know you could stop them but…I don't think you want to. That's just me." Elwyn said looking through books intent on not looking at him.

Harry didn't say anything, but Elwyn did the silence troubled her, "Hey, this is the only book on this shelf on this subject, How to Understand You Feelings, having some problems with girls?" Elwyn smiled opening the book, but as she did a scream came:

"THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU REQUIRE!" Elwyn dropped the book backing away.

"Well…I should really start painting," Elwyn looked towards her painting.

Harry walked up to it. It was two people in a misty forest, they looked pretty happy be with each other, but there was another side of the painting that was not done. It was outlined though; it looked dark and gloomy almost polar opposites.

"It's beautiful." Harry looked in awe, he had never seen a painting like this; it wasn't any style he had ever seen. Elwyn came in between him and the painting, "It will be good, when it's done." She sat down; "If you like, you may read about your dreams or love life, looks like they don't want me to look at them?"

Harry looked to the bookshelf, and then his eyes wondered to her instrument "Can I hear you play?"

Elwyn looked up, "Sure, I haven't played for anyone in a while." Getting up she putt it together. She did not look at her music. She began with a ballad, slow and moving, then, quickly to fast jazz pace, beboping and swaying around. Harry had never seen someone so happy, she didn't even smile, seeing as her lips where busy. Then she ended in a slow jazz swing, and put down her horn now smiling.

"Sorry, I could have done better. That's why I practice at lunch, my lips are still tired." Elwyn sighed knelling beginning to put her horn away.

"It was beautiful."

"Really?" Elwyn said getting up, "I'm not sure, seems everything is beautiful to you, I don't know how much that means."

Harry wanted to say he meant it, but she wouldn't believe him. He also wanted to get up and tell her she looked beautiful, especially in this light. But he did get up.

"So…" Elwyn said looking around, suddenly nervous, "If you want to now, you can look through your books, Dumbledore will be here in less than 15 minutes…"

"Really?" Harry said approaching Elwyn, "I hadn't noticed, you played that long?"

"Yah, sorry I kind of get carried away…" Elwyn said and Harry was now right in front of her, "What is it, Harry?"

She had never just called him by his first name before, not like that, he liked it, "Nothing. Why?"

"You're not yourself, why are you looking like that? You look almost..." Elwyn began but could think of the right words as she slowly inched away.

Harry wanted to kiss her, he knew it for sure, not like Hermione, he really wanted to kiss her, and she looked so… perfect. He began to lean to kiss her.

"You will not kiss me." Elwyn put her hand to his lips, "There are too many reasons not to. Don't."

Harry kissed her anyway. There lips where together for a moment. Harry felt it. She kissed back for a moment, just a moment before she pushed him away.

"I told you not to," Elwyn said crossly sitting at her easel. "You are with Hermione. Do you really want Ron to take her away from you?"

Harry was too confused to do anything but stand where he was. A few minutes passed, then the room changed. It changed into a dueling arena.

"What's going on?" Harry asked nervously.

"Dumbledore is here." Elwyn said as if nothing had happened when they where waiting for him.

Dumbledore entered. "Ah. I see, I was wondering when he'd find you. Don't miss much do you, Mr. Potter?"

"No sir."

"Well Elwyn we'll continue training you for it later," Dumbledore began, "Let's see how you too match up, have a duel, disarming and defense only please, don't want you to kill anyone again."

Neither knew whom he was talking about. They took their places. Harry was nervous. He didn't know how good she was. They took there places and…

Avero Summa Airro!

Roared Elwyn and a white and green blast came to Harry throwing him to the ground. He got up and Elwyn was ready for his return…

Resparo!

A quick yellow streak went for Elwyn's wand from Harry.

Airro Orapser!

…That dart diminished in thin air, Harry was mad. He can beat servants of Voldemort, but not this girl.

Verno Hermio! Ronald Weasley!

…Elwyn pointed her wand to herself; she had taken the form of Ron. She made herself look lost, "Harry don't hurt me, it's Ron! Please! Harry!"

Harry stopped, nervously, it couldn't be Ron…could it? …

Astro Seevn!

The blast was quicker than Elwyn knocking her down as she became herself.

"Disarm only!" Dumbledore yelled. Harry forgot he used a potent attack on her. He ran to her lying on the floor. Looking up she smiled…

Felleo Verdan!

Harry flew up in the air above her. He lingered in the air directly above Elwyn. Smiled up at him she, her shirt now was red with blood…

Alleno! Griffin's Tea!

Harry saw a liquid shoot into his mouth. He felt it fall down his throat. Falling from the air he felt he was going to land on her, but before he hit she moved. She was barely conscious.

"Sorry," Elwyn looked over to Harry "I shouldn't have turned into Ron, you have such a weakness for you friends though. You didn't have to actually fire though."

Harry fell unconscious. When he awoke he was in the hospital wing; he'd been here too many times. Looking around he put on his glasses and saw Elwyn in the hospital bed next to him. She was asleep. Then Dumbledore came in.

"What happened? What time is it?" Harry asked quickly.

"You hit her badly in the stomach, her innards are fine now. She put a potion spell on you. The potion knocked you out for a couple of hours, nothing else though." Dumbledore looked at him seriously through his half-moon glasses, "I said disarm only."

"I know it's just…"

"I know my boy, she had a point though." Dumbledore sighed, "Your weakness is your friends. Voldemort knows that." Dumbledore looked over to Elwyn, "She should wake soon, she won't mind if you wake her." Harry was about to speak; "It's 10:47 a.m. of the same day."

Dumbledore left saying he didn't have to return to classes today, he wouldn't be able to concentrate with the Griffin's Tea still lingering in his system, but she's be out for today and tomorrow. He left and Harry sat on the edge of her bed and though her eyes were closed it was as if her eyes where open, he touched her arm. Elwyn shot up and grabbed his wrist violently. Looking up she let go.

"What's going on?" She asked, but as she was sitting up she realized that she was only wearing bandages going from her hips up to under he armpits making a sort of corset. If you saw Mulan it's like when she was hit on the mountain but she still had her uniform skirt on. Blushing she shrank down under he covers.

"I'm sorry I hit you with that." Harry said blushing looking away momentarily.

"Well, I'm better now, I mean in two days I am." Elwyn still blushed, "Do you have an extra shirt or anything?"

"Oh right," Harry looked around, he found her old, bloodstained shirt. Harry however had a sweater and a shirt on, "Do you want my sweater?"

"I guess so." Elwyn shrugged.

Harry gave her his sweater, she put it on, it was bigger on her than it was on him, it was Dudley's. Elwyn sat there for a moment, then looking at the time she said, "I'm sure Hermione and Ron will come to see you at lunch, about 40 minutes away."

"Yah." Harry said nodding not looking up. Elwyn sat up in pain, "Are you sure you'll be better in two days?"

"They said I will be if I really want to be…" Elwyn sat there with a painful smile.

Harry and Elwyn sat on their beds in an awkward silence.

"I'm sorry." Harry said.

"Don't worry, I'll get better." Elwyn said.

"No." Harry said strongly, "That's not what I'm talking about."

Elwyn didn't and couldn't say anything at first. She didn't need to, at first. "Oh…Well, It's not your fault, I shouldn't have let you come."

"Wouldn't have mattered," Harry shrugged.

"Oh right," Elwyn said slightly sarcastic, "Once the great Harry Potter has his mind on something he gets it."

"Yah…" Harry didn't mean it that way… "No it's just I would have followed you." Harry sat on the edge of his bed. Elwyn had put her feet on the floor too. She had her uniform skirt on, which looked funny with Harry's sweater.

"Will you help me to see how well I walk. It could be a problem." Elwyn said changing the subject. "Is there a hallway around here? I've never been here."

"I've been here one too many times…" Harry said getting up offering his hand, "There's actually a garden this way."

Elwyn tried to get up, but she quickly found her abdomen wasn't strong enough yet to support her well. She teetered a bit then fell forward into Harry. Elwyn tried to get away as quickly as possible, but it was harder than she thought.

"Not as strong as you lead on?" Harry looked down at her with a smile. Elwyn found her strength and pulled herself up.

"I can manage." Elwyn said settling herself together. Harry laughed a bit. She wasn't going to give up.

"Don't laugh! I'm in this predicament because you shot me!" Elwyn protested.

"You just said it wasn't my fault." Harry smiled.

"You care too much about you friends, you get carried away!" Elwyn continued.

"Right, right." Harry said helping her to walk. After a while Elwyn was about to walk smoothly without Harry's help. They had been in the garden. Harry had never seen it before, but he knew it was there. Then after a while:

"Harry," Elwyn said his name again, "Hermione…she…"

"I know." Harry stopped her. He loved the way she said his name, smoothly. But with her mention of Hermione he felt nothing but guilt.

"You love her, don't you?" She said and for the first time Harry knew she was truly sad.

"I love her…because… she loves me differently." Harry tried to explain, "I love her because she has always been there, a friend…"

"So you love her because you think she deserves it?" Elwyn asked.

"I guess so," Harry concluded.

"Then…you should…I don't know. It's not my decision…" Elwyn thought about. Harry didn't say anything for a while. "Harry?"

She said his name again. He didn't know what to say. He was with Hermione, but he had such strong feelings for Elwyn, he knew it now, she was pure and truthful. Hermione, he has known through thick and thin…

"Harry?" Elwyn called him again.

"Yes?" Harry said coming back.

"I think I can walk without you holding on now." Elwyn said unaware of the deep thought Harry was in.

"Oh, right." Harry said letting go of her. She walked away, only about 5 yards, then turned back smiling. The bell rang for lunch. As she looked back Malfoy cut through the garden with a massive speed. Carelessly, he pushed Elwyn out of his way as he trudged pass.

"Get out my way!" He said when he pushed her. Elwyn lost balance and fell to the garden floor. She didn't feel like getting up, she just watched.

"Oh," Malfoy stopped just in front of Harry, "If it isn't Harry Potter. They said you landed yourself here again. What is it this time? Voices? Shadows?"

"Go away," Harry said, lacking all emotion.

"Not in the mood to brag today, eh, Potter?"

"I do not brag. I only say what people ask of me. Go away." Harry said in the same tone into Malfoy's face.

"Right…So what evil have you brought here? Another Dementor? Saved some people again didn't you Potter? Oh your parents would be so proud." Malfoy sneered. Harry's rage boiled, but as he was approaching Malfoy to strike-

"I know why he is here!" Elwyn rang in louder than any songbird in the garden. Harry stopped, Malfoy turned looking at Elwyn on the ground; "I put him here. Course, it would take much less effort to put you in here. Can you even defend yourself?"

Malfoy burned red, his rage grew and he burst. In his furry he threw himself at Elwyn grabbing her hair pulling her head up in pain. He pulled her face close to his red raged face:

"Say that again. Mudblood." He sneered into her ear. Harry couldn't move.

"You. Are. Weaker. Than. Him." Elwyn said through he pain, but her voice still spoke clearly. Malfoy threw her head down. Anger flew threw his fist into Elwyn's stomach piercing her with a pain unbearable. Malfoy got up and stormed away. Harry ran to Elwyn on the ground. Elwyn looked up.

"Sure hope I deserved that…"

He knelt helping Elwyn to straighten her upper body, still sitting.

"Why did you do that?" Harry said softly looking for her eyes. When he found them he smiled, but Elwyn did not.

"Do you think he knew I had hurt my stomach?" Elwyn asked. Harry saw in Elwyn's eyes tears forming, they did fall but not many and not severely reddening her face. Harry never saw them when she was first hurt. Surely Malfoy's punch wasn't that hard…

"I don't think so," Harry didn't really know what to say, or if she wanted him to answer.

Elwyn fought her tears back and decided it was time to get up. She didn't say anything; she just tried to get up. Harry tried to help her, but she brushed him off.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked looking for her eyes again. Elwyn nodded wiping away her tears.

"Yah," Elwyn confirmed, "But I think that punch landed me another day here," Elwyn cleared her eyes trying to laugh, but it didn't sound convincing. She took a deep breath and the birds began their songs again, "I don't want to stay here…" She paused. Neither said anything.

"It's November right?" Elwyn asked still facing Harry.

"Yah."

"I suppose there's a spell on these flowers then…" Elwyn said looking around.

"Yah, I guess there is," Harry said disconnected from the topic.

Another paused fell, but Harry wanted it. It was so perfect. She was so close but he wanted to be closer. He moved to her. She looked up. He bent over to kiss her, but before he did she pulled back and said, "Don't…"

But their lips fell together anyway. It was perfect, so innocent. But when they came apart they stood together knowing it wasn't perfect, and something was wrong.

They had liked it and they knew it. But it was Elwyn who stepped back. But she felt Harry's hand holding hers. She let her hand mingle within his for a moment before letting go. She looked back to him and she moved further away, but in the next moment she turned to see someone stride to them. It was Hermione.

She smiled when she saw Harry, "There you are." She reached up and kissed him and a quick shot of pain raced through him. "I can't believe you're here again, Harry. I heard you were with Professor Dumbledore. Dueling, are you okay?'

"Yah I'm fine, It was Elwyn who ended in worse shape." Harry looked to Elwyn who stood awkwardly away from the couple in Harry's sweater.

"Elwyn was with you?" Hermione turned suspiciously.

"Well, I was with her, but yes." Harry responded.

"What happened?" Hermione asked Harry, "How did you end up wearing that sweater?"

"My clothes were full of blood." Elwyn answered quickly when Harry floundered.

"What?" Hermione turned back to Harry for an explanation.

"We were dueling." Harry explained, but he quickly saw that wasn't the best thing to say first. Harry took a quick glance to Elwyn who took a seat on the stone bench so Harry could explain. "I woke up early this morning from a nightmare-"

"Like last year?" Hermione quickly asked.

"No, I would have told you right away." Harry assured her, "When I decided I wasn't going to sleep anymore I went to the common room. Elwyn was going to a dueling lesson with Dumbledore. I asked to join, and she let me. When Dumbledore came he had us duel, disarm only, and it started that way. But Elwyn used this spell…I don't know what it is, but it gave her the appearance of Ron, very distraught Ron-"

"Brilliant." Hermione nodded but did not look to Elwyn.

"Yah…anyway I got caught up in it and I…I got angry and shot an Astro curse at her… But when I realized what I had done and ran over to her she threw a potion's spell at me…" Harry concluded.

"So when you woke up here you gave her your sweater because she only had…" Hermione trailed off for Harry to pick up.

"Her bandages-completely covered-but I'll be out of here tomorrow." He quickly felt uncomfortable and changed the subject.

Hermione looked at Harry a moment before saying, "So you're the reason she's her? You hurt her?"

"I did." Harry realized looking to Elwyn. It was the first time he understood what he had done. He wanted to run to her and apologize, but he didn't, he couldn't. Elwyn just looked at him, she wasn't angry or happy, her eyes weren't full of sorrow either, all Harry understood was she was looking at him in a way that locked his eyes on hers.

"Have you said anything to her?" Hermione asked in confusion when Harry had looked away from Hermione.

"I'm sorry." Harry said to Elwyn and Hermione turned to look at her. Even as Harry said it he felt he didn't sound as if he meant it, he felt insincere as if he couldn't say what he meant. But Elwyn just nodded once.

"Well I have to go to lunch." Hermione said kissing Harry goodbye and left the garden.

Neither of them moved when she left. Neither dare speak.

"Elwyn-I, I mean…" Harry tried but it was useless.

But within the next minute of silence Madam Pomphery came in rather flustered.

"There you are!" She scurried to Harry and Elwyn taking Harry but the wrist, "You just wake up and leave! No one should be in here! Who knows what could have happened to you!" Madam Pomphery then took Elwyn by the wrist and pulled her up. But as she did Elwyn let out a small cry of pain.

"Child?" Madam Pomphery turned around, "Now you can't be in that much pain! I know your wound and I know my medicine! Don't you play with me."

"No ma'am," Harry said coming around the nurse, "she got hurt again."

"Is this true child?" Pomphery looked to Elwyn.

"Yes." Elwyn said as strongly as she could, "I was punched."

Madam Pomphery's eyes darted to Harry squeezing his wrist.

"No!" Elwyn called back to her; "Harry didn't touch me. It was Malfoy. He did it. He came through the garden. He was teasing Harry. I said something in Harry's defense and he punched me. Not Harry."

"Oh those Malfoy's," Madam Pomphery taking the pair back to the hospital wing. "rotten to their bones."

She stood Elwyn beside her bed. "Raise your arms," she said. Elwyn did with a slow cringe, "Where did you get this sweater?" she asked as she rolled it to reveal Elwyn's bandaged stomach.

"It's Harry's."

Madam Pomphery didn't question any further and unraveled the bandages around her stomach to show her wound.

"Lay down." Pomphery said quietly. Elwyn did. Harry became queasy looking at Elwyn's stomach over the Madam's shoulder. It was purple, grey, and green all knots together under Elwyn's skin. Madam Pomphery felt around her stomach asking several times if it hurt and each time Elwyn said it did.

"Well," Madam Pomphery said letting Elwyn sit up as she wrapped her bandages around Elwyn, "it doesn't look like he did much, so you won't have to stay anymore than your two days, but it will be more sore."

After Elwyn had settled herself on her bed and Madam Pomphery left Professor Dumbledore came in. Elwyn sat up in a motion to get up but Dumbledore put his hands up to stop her. Harry still stood idly by his bed.

"Hello Professor." Harry said.

"Greetings Harry," Dumbledore's eyes shown through his half-moon glasses. "I'm glad to hear you'll be released tomorrow, but you my dear," he turned to Elwyn, "Seem to have a bit more time here."

"Yes, sir." Elwyn nodded.

Dumbledore nodded and sighed turning to Harry, "I did say very clearly disarm only did I not?"

"Yes sir." Harry nodded.

"So you will no doubt understand why I am taking 20 points each." Dumbledore nodded, "I feel I must do this to impress the importance of following the rules."

Harry and Elwyn nodded.

"However," Dumbledore rose his eyebrows looking to Elwyn, "You did used a most ingenious spell. I know I never taught you such a spell or any professors here. So I will award 20 points."

Elwyn nodded with a smile.

"Harry may I speak to you in the hall?" Dumbledore smiled showing Harry out.

Harry followed Dumbledore and when Dumbledore turned around he asked, "Yes, sir?"

"Harry," Dumbledore said sincerely, "I didn't wish to speak of this in front of Elwyn. But now that you understand the prophecy concerning yourself and Lord Voldemort I hope you'll understand."

"Understand what?" Harry asked nervously.

"Harry, I'm afraid I can not allow you to join your classes mates on the trip to the dragon breeding grounds the day after next. It is too dangerous given the state of things." Dumbledore nodded.

"I understand." Harry nodded.

"I must also comment about something Elwyn said to you. I fear Voldemort with try to use your friends against you as Elwyn did and you must become aware of you bonds with them. Another chapter of your life is beginning and I will not let you go into unknowing as before." Dumbledore said more seriously. Once he was sure Harry understand he said, "Now I must speak to Elwyn a moment alone, will you please wait here until I return, I do not with to make her stand."

"Of course." Harry said stepping away from the door.

But when Dumbledore closed the door it only hit together leaving a sliver open. It was not enough to see in but certainly enough to hear through. Harry could not help hearing in the silent hallway.

"Hello Elwyn, my dear, I wished to have a word with you-No don't get up." He heard Dumbledore stay rather fatherly.

"Hello uncle." Elwyn said.

"Your father sent me an owl yesterday. He wishes he could sent it to you directly but he fears it would be intercepted." Dumbledore said.

"What does he say?"

"Just that he is safe and not to worry." Dumbledore nodded, "But I must also speak to you about your relations with Harry."

"I knew you would," Harry heard a heavy sigh from Elwyn.

"I feared you would develop a friendship with him when you came here." Dumbledore now sounded grave, "If they ever learn who you are and that you and Harry Potter are in such close proximity, they will come-"

"I promise not to say a word. No one will know." Elwyn persisted, "You said yourself it was too dangerous to have me far from you. Certainly the way things are going."

"I know, my dear." Dumbledore said, "I had hoped Harry would not have noticed you. Be careful."

"I will, thank you." Elwyn sounded as if she were smiling.

"Get well."

Harry heard Dumbledore head towards the door he quickly moved across the hall and sat against the wall.

When Dumbledore came out he said, "I do hope you feel better Harry."

"Thank you, sir." Harry stood up and when Dumbledore walked away he returned the room. He pretended he hadn't heard a word.

A/N: Ohh soo much has happened. But number one, all those spell TOTALLY made up, if you look some are words spelled backwards and references to other stories. Ohh Harry and Elwyn such complication and who the heck is she anyway? Sound like the end of a DBZ episode, review, you read all the way to the end anyway! Cathrine