Disclaimer: I don't own any of the following characters, except for Sachelle and her cronies/minions.
Was It Something I Said?
Chapter 4–A Muggle Halloween."Creepy Crawlies!" Ginny yelled to the Fat Lady and giving Ginny a nasty look she swung forward and admitted her to the Gryffindor Common Room.
Ginny walked across the room, muttering profanities under her breath. Just as she was on her way to her dorm a flash went off in front of her and she looked left to see Colin standing there with his camera, a grin on his face.
"What the hell are you doing?" she said a moment later, having seen popping lights in front of her eyes, she just figured it was the flash of the camera, not reading too far into it.
"Classic moment couldn't pass it up. You may want to show this photo to your kids one day. I've never seen you that angry before." He said shaking his head.
"Yeah, well I'll bet you've never seen this before either." Ginny said grabbing his camera from his hand and dropping it to the floor and stamping on it.
"Hey what are you…Ginny no!" Colin said, trying to rescue the Camera from her. He did and as he picked it up and cradled it like a baby, bits fell off of it. "Dammit Ginny, it was just a photo!" he said frowning at her and walking away. Ginny just shook her hair out of her eyes and stomped up to her dorm.
"She' s making quite a name for herself." Ginny heard someone in the room saying as she approached.
"It's weird, she's never done anything like this before. Why start now?" another voice said.
Ginny frowned, she knew that they were talking about her and she didn't like it one bit. She pushed open the door and walked purposely over to her own bed.
"Ginny! Hi!" a girl that she thought was named Sachelle said to her as she walked in.
"Hey!" Ginny said in a sugary sweet voice, obviously being sarcastic but she realised soon that the girls thought she was being genuine.
"What are you dressing as for the Ball Ginny?" Sachelle cooed at her as though they'd been best friends for years. Ginny decided to have a little fun.
"Well I don't really know yet." She said, looking through her trunk as though she had a bunch of Halloween costumes in there. Sachelle and her posse gasped.
"You don't know? The Ball is tonight!" one of her little minions said, her hands on either side of her face, which was wearing a horror stricken expression.
"Oh well you know. I'm sure I'll find something." Ginny said, holding up her most recent Weasley jumper wearing a critical look on her face.
"Surely you aren't thinking of wearing that?" Sachelle said with a disapproving look on her face.
"You're going the right way for a slap across the face." Ginny said glaring at her. Sachelle shut her mouth with a snap and she motioned to her friends to follow her from the room.
Once they'd left, Ginny flopped down onto her bed, tossing her jumper aside. She loved her Weasley jumpers. They were tradition and most importantly of all they were extremely warm. Ginny sometimes wondered if her Mother had fitted them with a Heating Charm. She stared up at the canopy of her four-poster and thought about what had upset her before she'd broken Colin's camera. He had deserved it after all but it wasn't him taking her photo that bothered her so much. It was the terrible score she'd gotten on her Charms test that was bothering her.
She'd gone to see Professor Flitwick, to see how she'd done because she was pretty confident that she'd passed with flying colours. He'd given her a pitying look and handed her the test back with a large '49' scrawled at the top of the page. She'd gaped at it and fled the classroom, not waiting for an explanation. One percent off of passing but that just didn't sound right. She hadn't had any doubts when she was taking the test, she was sure that she'd passed appropriately. She really didn't need this in her O.W.L year.
She stood up and went to her closet, looking through its contents and found a light fairy costume in there. She frowned at it, wondering why they hell she would have a pathetic fairy costume in her closet. She pulled it out and looked at it critically.
"Hmm…this looks fixable…" she said to herself as she laid it on the bed.
An hour later Ginny was standing in front of a floor length mirror staring at her reflection. She smiled turning around. She had altered the fluttery light blue skirt that she'd found in her closet to a short red mini skirt. She was wearing a matching red halter-top. She twirled around, satisfied with her reflection and picked up a Sugar Quill that she'd transfigured into a pitchfork. She straightened the horns on her head and opening the door to the dorm, she walked out and through the Common Room and smirked as she passed girls looking at her strangely with what she supposed were jealous looks. She paused for a moment at the doors to the Great Hall. She pulled them open and the music that had been playing loudly seemed to have stopped and many people were staring at her. Obviously they'd been awaiting her appearance because people were whispering to each other and pointing.
"Haven't you ever seen the Devil before?" she said winking at them all and when no one said anything she spoke again. "As you were." She said waving her hand around in the air like a Queen.
She walked around the room slowly, pausing to take a drink of Pumpkin Juice and survey the people around her. It really was a sight to see, people walking around dressed like ten year olds. She laughed at them and soon spotted what looked like Harry, Ron and Hermione sitting down at one of the strategically placed tables. She walked over to them; careful to walk slowly so that she didn't twist an ankle because of the high-heeled shoes she was wearing.
She sat down and was greeted with three very different looks. Ron's first expression was one of surprise followed soon by disgust.
"You can't dress like that Ginny! It's not right. It's like your some kind of—"
"Scarlet woman? Seems appropriate doesn't it, scarlet…red." Ginny said winking at him and he frowned and looked away.
Hermione was looking at her with an unreadable expression on her face. She didn't seem to approve though she thought that it was good that Ginny had showed up, usually she would have come and blended into the background, at least this time she was making a statement.
Ginny turned her eyes to Harry and smiled.
"Like what you see Potter?" she said winking seductively at him.
"Uh…well…. aren't you cold?" he finished, indicating to the short skirt that she was wearing.
"Not at all, quite…hot actually." She said, flicking back her long red hair that was covering her small top. She breathed deeply and saw that Harry's eyes weren't focused on her face. She grinned and stood up.
"Fancy a bit of a twirl Hermione?" she addressed her friend who was dressed in black, a wart on her nose and dark bags under her eyes. Apparently Hermione had decided to come dressed as how Muggles saw Witches. Hideous really, how could Muggles think they looked that bad? If Ginny was right, Hermione would have gotten the likeness perfect.
Hermione stood up and followed Ginny and they danced together along with Lavender and Parvati who seemed to have dressed as fairy princesses. Figures. Ginny thought, a smile coming to her face.
"What?" Lavender asked her, eyeing her jealousy evident in her eyes.
"Nothing." Ginny said in a singsong voice, dancing and laughing with her friends.
The four girls danced together, ballroom and square dancing came into the mix, they were thoroughly enjoying themselves whilst Harry and Ron sat watching them.
"Ginny certainly looks different tonight." Harry said, taking a large gulp of Butterbeer and Ron looked at him then at his sister.
"Yeah she does. She isn't herself Harry. I'm worried about her." He said frowning over at the four girls laughing loudly together, looking like they were having a fabulous time.
"She can look after herself Ron, she proved that at the Quidditch match." Harry said, laughing as Ginny dipped Hermione and pulled her up so fast that she nearly fell over.
"Yeah, I know but that doesn't stop me from worrying. What if she's always like this?"
"Would it be such a bad thing?"
"Somehow, I think so." Ron said indicating the girls who had stopped dancing and were having a heated argument.
"What are you doing?" Lavender hissed at Ginny as she was smiling appreciatively.
"Just looking." Ginny said, indicating her eyes roaming around the room.
"At who?" Lavender said though gritted teeth.
"Malfoy. Not that it's any of your business." Ginny said, swaying to the music.
"You were not looking at Malfoy! I saw you looking at Seamus! My Seamus!" she shrieked and Hermione looked around quickly, to see if anyone else had noticed the sparring. She shared a look with Parvati who just shrugged, apparently happy to watch the catfight unfold.
"You're Seamus? He hasn't been your Seamus for at least a month!" Ginny said laughing harshly.
"How do you know that?" Lavender asked, suddenly alarmed. "I mean--" she muttered, trying to cover up. No one knew about her and Seamus! They couldn't possibly.
"I was in the Common Room when you stormed in all those weeks ago. He dumped you and you haven't told anyone!" Ginny said smirking at her, feeling strangely satisfied for being the one to uncover Lavender's secret.
Lavender looked like a Hippogriff caught in the headlights from the Weasley's Ford Anglia. She looked left and right then her eyes met Seamus' and he frowned at her and turned to continue dancing with a girl whom Ginny recognised from her Charms class. So Seamus was with a girl a year younger than Lavender. That must really hurt. Ginny smirked.
"You've got to admit though, he'd pretty hot." Ginny said, pretending to fan herself. Lavender lunged at her but Parvati grabbed her just in time and Ginny looked her up and down whilst shaking her head in disgust. "Tsk tsk, Lavie, control yourself." She said walking away across the room to the refreshment table.
Ginny felt a small twinge of guilt as she watched Lavender sending Seamus looks across the room. She shouldn't have been so rude to her. Then again, when had Lavender treated Ginny with respect? She's pushed Ginny countless times, claiming that she hadn't seen her. Which, Ginny knew wasn't true. Lavender just liked to rule people. Well, she wasn't doing that tonight. Ginny thought wryly helping herself to a Custard Cream. She daintily licked the cream from her fingers after she'd finished and someone appeared beside her but didn't speak.
She whirled round and was face to face with some masked person wearing a cape. She smiled, knowing whom it was.
"And who might you be?" She asked the 'stranger' looking him up and down. Yes, the height was right for him, the confident stance, and the small amount of hair that she could see under the top hat that he was wearing.
"The Phantom of the Opera but I wouldn't expect you to know who that is." Said a deep voice, which she recognised also.
"What, the weird guy that played the Piano thing that lived under the ground, the guy that promised to seek revenge on the people?" she said sarcastically.
"I'm impressed." The caped crusader said.
"Fascinating." She said, bored out of her mind.
"I must say, your choice of dress is most interesting." He said reaching out a hand. She grabbed onto it and with a sweet smile she squeezed his fingers so that they cracked. He showed no sigh of pain but she knew that it would have hurt.
"Who needs a wand?" she asked rhetorically. "Talk to you later Malfoy." She said, pulling his mask away from his face and letting it spring back into place and laughing. "Nice nose." She said referring to the bruising in the middle of his face.
Half an hour later Ginny and Harry were sitting together at the same table she'd found him at when she'd first arrived. She'd noticed that he hadn't gotten up to dance with anyone yet. She pretended to be watching the odd couples twirling around the dance floor together though she was really studying Harry.
Harry was dressed in a simple pair of black jeans and a slightly dressy shirt dark green in colour. She couldn't work out who he was supposed to be so she asked.
"I'm dressed as a typical sixteen year old Muggle. You see, sixteen is considered too old to enjoy Halloween." He said with a smile looking at Ginny.
"Party pooper." She said, her chin resting on her hand.
"Yeah well me and Ron were fresh out of ideas. And he refused point blank to wear a dress so go figure." He said taking a swig of Butterbeer. Ginny smiled thinking how disturbing it would be to see Ron, let alone any of her brothers in a dress…again.
"Yeah, I suppose he's still not over the time that Fred and George attacked him and made him wear one of my dresses when he was six." Ginny mused and Harry chocked. He thumped himself on his chest and looked at Ginny, his eyes sparkling.
"Tell me more!" he said, a maniac glint now in his eyes. Ginny laughed and stared him in the face.
"You have your mother's eyes and they're lovely." Ginny said, not feeling the least bit embarrassed at making such a statement.
"I…what? How do you know what my Mother's eyes look like?" he asked frowning.
"I…oh Harry, I'm sorry. My Mum showed me a picture once of your Mum and Dad when they were younger…I shouldn't have brought it up…shit." She muttered looking away from him.
"No, it's alright. Moody showed me a picture of the Order in my fifth year…wasn't the nicest thing to see." He said, looking down into the dregs of his drink moodily.
"Come on!" Ginny said suddenly, standing up and grabbing onto Harry's sleeve, dragging him to the dance floor.
"Oh no, no way. I am not going to be roped into this." Harry said, trying to pull the other way but he found that Ginny was stronger and had pulled him to the floor successfully.
"Dance with me!" Ginny commanded though she was speaking with a joking tone.
The two of them laughed and joked together and after dancing for a few songs, went in search of Ron and Hermione for a fast dance, Ginny and Hermione dancing together, and the two boys refusing to go near each other to do the same thing. A song later Ron and Hermione disappeared, leaving Harry and Ginny together again to dance to a slow song. Harry tried to protest but Ginny made him stay and after a roll of his eyes she put his arms around her waist, having to tug at them to get them there. Harry looked nervous but after a quick look about him he realised no one else seemed to care what he was doing; he calmed down and swayed gently to the music with Ginny.
"You're really different these days Gin." He said looking down at her to see what she would say in response.
"Good different or bad different?" she said narrowing her eyes at him though she didn't look too concerned with what his answer might be so he decided to be honest.
"I-I'm not sure. Good for the fact that you talk to me more now."
"I've always spoken to you Harry, it was just a matter of whether or not you heard me, which the majority of the time, you didn't." she said darkly.
"I'm sorry." He said sounding genuine. "You know what I'm like with girls, ones that I fancy or otherwise. I've ignored you in the past and I'm sorry for that."
"I forgive you. After all, you've had other things on your mind." Ginny said, and they both knew without her saying that she meant Voldermort.
"Thanks, though it doesn't really excuse the behaviour."
"No, I suppose it doesn't. You still have a lot to learn Potter." She said thoughtfully, grinning at him all the same.
"Oh is that so?" he asked, dipping her and she squealed and when he pulled her up again she smacked him on the arm playfully.
"Yeah, face it Potter, you're hopeless with the ladies." She said in a strange accent and he frowned, laughing at her.
The song ended and some fast music began again and Ginny lured Harry into another dance. They were dancing and spinning in circles when Ginny felt a familiar sensation go throughout her body.
"Woah!" she said as she experienced the dizzy feeling and fell down, though the realised dimly that she didn't hit the floor; Harry had caught her before it could happen. He lifted her back to her feet and she opened her eyes, holding her head and looked Harry up and down and saw that she was in his arms. She blushed and pulled away from him.
"I-I-I…oh my…Merlin!" she whispered, looking herself up and down and seeing with horror that she was wearing less clothing than what she wore to bed!
She looked round her and scoped out the nearest exit which was all the way across the large hall. The exit being the balcony that the teachers had fixed to the side of the castle with magic. She pulled frantically at her skirt, trying vainly to make it longer, to go below her knees, not three inches above them! She heard footsteps behind her and jumped behind one of the stone pillars that held up the ceiling. The footsteps passed and she stuck her head out from behind it and walked quickly next to a boy of around seventeen who was a little… erm…bigger than her and she hid behind him until he veered off in a different direction. She shrieked and fell to the floor and crawled along behind the teachers' table. Cursing her stupidity she got up again, dusting herself off and ducked behind Dumbledore's high backed chair. If only she had her wand…but she supposed that she didn't have a lot of room for it in this tiny costume. She could have at least created a diversion with it. At that moment the lead singer of the band called everyone's attention and she saw her chance to run the last few metres of the room to the balcony. Damn heels. She thought as she twisted her ankle slightly and she limped across the last few steps to freedom. She breathed a sigh of relief and heard footsteps once again and jumped behind a conveniently placed pot plant. She held her breath, expecting the footsteps to belong to a couple who had snuck outside for some privacy.
"Ginny?" Harry's voice called out.
Oh no! Go away! She thought wildly. If there was a moment I don't want Harry to see me, it's right now!
"Ginny? Gin—come out of there." He said, and she looked up in surprise to see Harry looking down at her and offering his hand. "What happened in there?" he asked as she stepped out and shrunk back behind the pot as someone passed the entrance.
"N-nothing." She said, as she stepped out from the pot again, her stuttering coming at the most inappropriate moment.
"Are you sure? You were dancing with me quite easily then you ran off! I was the one trying to run off." He said laughing lightly.
"I was dancing…with you and you were trying to…run away?" Ginny said mortified. Great, she'd danced with Harry and he'd wanted to get away.
"Not run from you! Just the whole dancing thing." He said placing a hand on her shoulder. Which, Ginny noted was bare skin that really should have been covered. Where on earth did she find these clothes?
She looked up at Harry and he smiled at her. Before she could stop herself she spoke.
"Harry, do you think there's something wrong with me?" she asked him, looking out over the balcony.
"What? Of course not!" was his immediate reaction and she smiled.
"You didn't let me finish but that answer will do." She said smiling. Harry laughed and Ginny's smile slipped from her face.
"I look like a…a…scarlet woman! I need to fix this!" she said indicating her top and her skirt. Harry frowned but pulled out his wand and as Ginny watched, her skirt lengthened so that it swept the floor and her top received a lot more material to it. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks for that. I appreciate it. Anything I can do to repay you let me know." Ginny said smoothing down her skirt.
"Actually—"
"Ginny! There you are. Good, you finally saw sense." Ron said walking up to them with Hermione at his heels, indicating Ginny's recently updated outfit.
"Yeah." She said still feeling slightly uneasy in her outfit. How many people had been goggling at her whilst wearing the mini skirt? Judging by the night sky she'd been at the Ball a fair while so people must have noticed her. She just wished that she could remember. Why couldn't she remember? All that she knew was that she was missing large chunks of time from her life. Though she only knew this because of what people had told her. They couldn't all be lying to her. Could they?
"What brings you two out here?" Harry asked as he leant against the railing of the balcony.
"Needed air." Hermione said fanning her flushed face.
"Oh really?" Harry said grinning. Ron gave him a look that clearly said that he'd better not elaborate on his comment.
"Yes, Harry!" Hermione said pointedly, smiling secretively.
"Second thoughts, I don't think I want to know anyway." He said, shuddering and Ginny smiled, wishing she could just melt away into the background.
"I think I might call it a night you guys." Ginny said, thinking of how she was going to get out of there.
"What? Already? But the feast hasn't even started yet!" Ron said, his stomach growling to prove his point.
"I think I'll pass all the same. Now I've just got to get out of here without being noticed…" she muttered to herself, peeking around the corner, only to find everyone dancing again. Damn. She thought annoyed.
"No problems. Sneak out in about five minutes ok?" Harry said and he disappeared around the corner without further explanation.
Ron, Hermione and Ginny stared at one another and heard from inside the announcer calling everyone around him again. Ginny smiled, embarrassed, bade goodnight to the two still standing there and stuck her head round the corner and calmly walked out of the Hall, Harry giving her a thumbs up sign as she left. She waved and mouthed 'goodnight' to him, which he returned.
Ginny got to the Common Room without running into anyone which she thanked her lucky stars for and went upstairs to change into her pyjamas and she came back downstairs again to read on the couch as it was too early to go to bed yet. She was toasting quite nicely next to the fire, no need for a blanket to keep her warm. She read for a few minutes but soon fell asleep, dropping her book to the floor.
Soon after, the Portrait Hole opened and admitted Harry who walked over to Ginny and smiled at her sleeping form, debating with himself to wake her or not. He was just about to kiss her softly on the forehead (though he didn't have the remotest idea of why) when Ginny stirred in her sleep and sat up.
"Oh Harry. Hello." She said, rubbing her eyes and yawning. She tucked up her feet so that he was able to sit down and he handed her a serviette filled with an assortment of sweets. "Thanks! You read my mind." She said as she bit into a strawberry tart.
Harry watched her and smiled. "You've got a little…here." He said reaching out and wiping a bit of strawberry from the tip of her nose and she blushed, swiping at her nose herself.
"T-thanks." Ginny said, trying to hold back an ear splitting grin.
It was ironic how a week ago Harry had barely turned his head when she entered the room, now he was wiping food from her nose…terribly clichéd. She'd seen a muggle movie once and something of the same sort had happened, the next moment, the actor people had kissed. Just thinking this made her blush harder then she realised that she was in her pyjama's also and she grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and threw it over herself.
"Well I…uh should probably…hit the sack. Bed! The bed. I'll see you tomorrow?" Harry asked, his voice sounding hopeful.
"Sure Harry." Ginny said, just wishing that he'd leave because her face was feeling considerably hot and she didn't think it was because of the fire burning brightly in front of her.
He waved goodnight and headed up stairs to his room, feeling like an idiot.
Ginny however, sighed and grabbed a cushion and smooshed it into her face and made a strangled noise into it. She pulled it away soon after and fell backward onto the sofa, grinning. Then she frowned.
It's bad enough that I embarrass myself let alone in front of Harry. Not that it matters, I don't like him, I really don't. Truly, duly don't…not much anyway…
Ok people if you have seen a sentence like that anywhere on , it's because I've used it in another of my stories, and so it does belong to me. It's all mine! I didn't steal it but if you've seen it somewhere else then I suppose great minds think alike because I did come up with it myself though I'm sure someone else probably has at some point or another. Nesserz.
To my reviewers:
Thanks to: MilesFromNormal, Mary-V, Nadia118, Adnama, Broken Rain, Xgirl66, IndiaInk, Annmarie Aspasia
Rayah Papaya
The Cable Guy! I'm no movie buff but I do know that one. It is a bit like that isn't it? I should have watched that movie to give me a bit of an insight. Damn. Oh well, I think things are going ok for the time being? Don't you. I hope you liked this chapter, it was my favourite to write so far, especially the whole devil business. Look forward to hearing your comments on this one. )
IceSugarHighI'm mentioning you again! How do you feel? Lol. Spot on with the whole 'hot fairy tale person' thing! Well done, I didn't realise I was getting so predictable, but I prefer to think that you are just very very clever, something which I think you'll definitely agree with. wink Speaking of clever, I think I have made Ginny out to be a little thick. I agree with you, I would want to know what is going on with me if I was having black outs in my memory but let's just put it down to the fact that in this story, Ginny is a little shy and wouldn't exactly go around trying to find out what's going on in her 'normal' state and when she's in her 'split's', she doesn't want to know what's going on, as she thinks she's always like that. I hope you made sense of that, because that almost confused me lol. Happy reading. P.S. Harry and Ginny sitting in a swamp? You have to tell me what that's about!
SummerRavenI loved writing that bit, albeit wasn't very long but I know that I'd love to do that to Malfoy if I came across him. Note: No, I would not like to hit Tom Felton people, Draco Malfoy the character. Draco is evil; he is not Ginny's future husband. But hey, if you think he is, that's fantastic, this is just my humble opinion. Don't hurt me! Carry on. Lol.
SillyGillieWelll…it's a long story. Well actually it's not but it's hard to explain. This isn't really based after OotP, even though I have the Trio in their sixth year. I should have thought about the before. If it was true to J.K.'s story, then the Ginny in this story should be outgoing but she isn't. For this story to work, Ginny had to be a little timid, someone who doesn't ask questions, so that when she has her 'split's, it is noticeable. If she was outgoing and then split, you wouldn't think too much of it. Am I making sense? I hope I am because I don't know how else to explain it! If you want me to try and decipher it better for you then email me and I'll do my best! I'm glad you are enjoying it, even though it's a bit confusing. Just a bit of a mistake on my part really.
Kaiyana
Thank you for that comment. It makes me feel great to know that my stories are original because a lot of the time I feel like they are carbon copies of everything else I've written, along with the other great writers here at I feel warm and fuzzy now, reading your comment. Thanks again. )
JamieBellYou bow to me? Wicked cool lol. All I need to do now is teach my school friends to do that! Somehow I don't think it will work, as they don't know just how fantastic my stories are. (Kidding people, I am not that self obsessed that I think my stories are fantastic. Sure, I like them but that's as far as it goes.) Glad you're enjoying it. I'm trying a bit of a different approach to the Ron in my newest story. He isn't in it much but when he is, he isn't stupid! Could be interesting to see what people think. They may prefer him thick. Lol. Talk soon. )
Meli
On the subject of nastiness, I've taken to being nasty in public lately. It's awful but so much fun to do. If someone annoys me, I'll just make a comment rather loudly so they can't possibly miss it. Such as my favourite: 'Oh don't stand in the way of where people walk will you? Oh no that would be just rude'. I'm terrible, one day it is going to come back and bite me and when it does, I'll probably shake the person's hand that smacks me out and tell them thank you and that I knew it was coming lol. I've been known to kick movie seats too, so much fun. Hope you liked the chapter by the way! Lol.
Marianna847Point One: It's Luna, does she ever do anything normal? (Fact: I make mistakes so I pay you that one, I lose lol.)
Point Two: I'm sure you are right. I guess I've just always had this thought in my head that the Chasers were all in the same year. Silly me. I'm one of these people who remembers the big things, but usually misses the small things.
Good on you for picking up those mistakes! Wish I were more efficient. Glad you enjoyed the story all the same. )
A Harry and Ginny Dreamer
Damn, I wish I had thought of the 'Weasley is my King' thing! Do you have any other great ideas like that floating around? I want to write a one shot but am fresh out of ideas, as usual. Glad you are enjoying it and I'm sure some of your predictions will come true; I'm pretty predictable, much to my regret.
Lizzie WeasleyI shall ask Sede for that email. I spoke to her last night and I forgot to ask. Darn it. Thanks for your advice about the grammar. I put it down to my computer being stupid because my grammar is excellent and it's likely a typo that the comp didn't pick up! That theory makes me look good doesn't it? Lol. No doubt it was me and not the computer. Well…some doubt. Thanks again.
Well there you have it guys, another day, another chapter. Bet you'd almost forgotten about this story, I know I had, though I hate to admit it. I'm working on my newest story at the moment and it's going quite nicely since I'm on holidays and have 2 weeks to get it up and running properly.
Ciao for now,
Nesserz.