Shitza: My computer is evil, my mouse has stopped working, grrrr. Yet it didn't stop me from writing this. I hope you'll enjoy this simple break, and the romance. Hmm, if this continues I'll have to change it into Action/Adventure/Romance. But I want it to stay fantasy, maybe I should make something new weird into this story. Like a giant vampire bunny...

That was a joke, and a bad one. I don't suppose you to laugh to that. Anyway, hoping on reviews for this, maybe some new reviewers. No, can't keep the hopes up yet. Oh well, for voting, look previous chapter "Chapter 19 La Grand Finale and More" It is still up, want more characters to choose between, and don't be sad if I don't choose yours, I might pull that one up with another one. It's interesting reading your reviews, since you all have such good ideas.

Also, thanks to a certain thief, my disclaimer has run off. I have to go look after her, and that cat. Probably they are hiding somewhere, anyway, as she's not here by the moment, I guess I have to say it myself. I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the things that comes from the story, or Blaze, as it is. Thinking of it, there's really another one who owns Blaze, and wherever he are, he should be the one keeping an eye on my writing, I think I've went a little overexcited with it all.

Thinking of the story, noticed another awful mistake. I think I've never made a real description of iris. Well, okay, strangle me. She has lavender eyes and brown straight hair. She tanned, most of the year, unless winter when she gets paler. Hoping that will satisfy you all.

Also, apologising a hundred times over the awful spelling, yet one day when this story is finished, I'll return to change some mistakes, and hopefully sort out the mistakes, all of them. Can't promise, yet I've noticed some chapters that would need rewriting.

Oh, I'm just talking without stopping. Tell me if I'm talking too much, I usually do that these days.

Shitza

Chapter 20 Love in Hogsmeade

The sun shone bright on the leaves that were about to leave them for the year. The day was calm, a bit warmer then usual. It was a perfect day to be outside, and more perfect it would be to spend the day in Hogsmeade, by all shops, and most of all, with the ones you loved.

The Heirs sat under their favourite oak, watching the other students enjoying a free day outside. Indeed, for themselves, they really enjoyed the day. Hermione sat Draco's arms, cuddling. Cassandra and Ron were holding hands, sitting extremely close to each other. Harry sat, his back resting on the thick trunk of the tree. Iris was supposed to meet him in Hogsmeade, either way, he had no idea where she could be. He knew she was somewhere close, he could feel it, like an invisible link to her mind.

Neville lay on the cold grass, eyes closed. The Heirs all wondered what he was thinking of, yet when Draco tried to brake through his mind, the Hufflepuff sealed him off, which was unusual since Neville usually didn't have more then the future to hide from them. And this time it was something else then the future that they all were certain off.

Cassandra whispered something to Ron, who snorted off laughter. Hermione bent closer to try to get some shots from the conversation, yet Cassandra just lowered her voice into a whisper. Hermione moved even closer of curiosity, yet when she did she suddenly found herself floating ten feet into the air. Everyone saw Cassandra pointing her finger at her, muttering some incantation. Draco summoned his shocked girlfriend down, muttering about the stupid Ravenclaw, Ron growled to commentate what the Slytherin had said. Harry snorted with laughter, knowing how much the two of them really cared about each other, yet sometimes they would choose not to show it in public.

Many of the students outside came over to them, rather you can say their fan-club these days. There were many students at Hogwarts that loved to see their awesome powers, which was tiredly since it took a great amount of strength to satisfy their hunger. Mostly they choose to ignore them, but this time they rather chose to flee before. They hurried to another end of the grounds, much closer to the forest. Here they thought they wouldn't be disturbed, at least by admirers. They sighed in relief, ears ringing from the screams that had met them just some minutes ago.

"I'm happy we're off this day. When will the carriages leave?" Ron asked.

"In half an hour, why?" Hermione wondered.

"Just wondered when we are going to be safe from You-Know-What" he said looking back towards the castle. Draco laughed.

"In your dreams, Gryffindor!"

"I had that all the time you know" Harry said. "And you were jealous of me because of that."

"I never knew you had fan-clubs?" Ron said innocently."

"Please Ron, after all he's the Boy-Who-Lived. At Rosengard the rest of my old friends surely would scream if they saw him."

It became silent, only the flaps from a falcon's wings could be heard from above. Cassandra sighed, she was still a bit touchy when it came to her old school. She still remembered the attack so clearly. She remembered the smoke, the crumbled hallways, the panic and far. She shuddered. She had to remember that next time she would meet Voldemort and his armies, she would let them pay for that. Or what they had done to her and her old friends.

Neville shook his head. Either it had been fait, which had made things like this, or the will of darkness. He supposed both, thinking so much bad had happened lately, yet still the good side had found them. He wondered how the world would look if they hadn't been there to help, only been Neville Longbottom, Cassandra Ridgeback, Harry Potter and so on. He closed his eyes, making the winds of seeing take him away to a horrible past, which could have been the past.

A bell rang from the school summoning them back to the school. Sighing they all hurried to find a carriage for themselves, they surely didn't want to share one with their fan-club. They thankfully came just in time to get a carriage and hurried to take seats, because some yards away, the screams erupted. The carriage rolled away, with screaming fans behind. Hermione put a silencing charm because it all was going overboard.

"I do long till the day we're out of here" Draco said. The rest of them nodded. Yet still they all thought... 'If we get out of this, alive.'

A huge cloud shielded the sun from them, the carriage continued the way down towards the village. The heirs continued the journey discussing what they would do when they got there. Cassandra and Ron would head straight to Zonko's, Ron wanted to see how it had gone for his brothers joke products. Hermione and Draco would go to Honeydukes. Harry had no idea where he would go with Iris, he wondered he maybe should take her to the café he and Cho once had attended.

The carriages slowly rolled into the village. Many students were already climbing out their carriages. The heirs jumped out from theirs It took them no time at all, to disappear in different directions, yet they all had agreed to meet at the Three Broomsticks in six hours, which would give them plenty of time for themselves.

Harry met Iris outside the Dress robe Shop the heirs had attended the year before, before the valentine's ball. They smiled and took each other's hand, before walking away towards Honeydukes. There they met, or rather say saw Draco and Hermione. The Slytherin and Hermione was walking out, carrying some bags. Hermione was busy feeding Draco some of the Passion fudge they had bought. Harry noticed how Iris giggled as they passed them. He smiled, he agreed it was cute indeed, yet he didn't understand why girls had to giggle as they did every time it was something like this. It was the same with both Hermione and Cassandra. He chose to ignore it and steered her inside.

Hermione and Draco, meantime, went to Zonko's. Draco was thinking off buying something that would be fun to put in Blaze's bag next time he would pass him in the corridors. Inside they saw Ron examining the Extendable ears. He told Cassandra about their brilliant uses they had over a year ago. Draco walked over, hand in hand with Hermione, asking for some good advices. Ron smiled and tossed him a bottle of vanishing ink. Ink that would disappear five minutes after that he had written something. Very simple and very affective. Draco smiled in return and thanked for the good advice. Hermione in the meantime examined a beautiful glittering purse. She was about to touch it when Ron stopped her. He took a piece of torn paper, which he touched the wallet with. Suddenly the purse snapped shut. Ron shook his head.

Before I left to see you guys I caught Fred and George making this. They told me it was designed to keep you from putting money in it, which would be irritating after a while, carrying all coins in your hands.

Hermione looked slightly shocked, as the piece of paper, which was stuck in it. Ron told her it was a transfigured flycatcher.

Ron and Cassandra laughed and left. They went to the Dress robe Store. Cassandra needed a new dress robe since her old one seemed to be too old, which was really a lie, it was barely a year old. Yet when it came to dresses, you knew girls. They are too fuzzy to what to wear. For guys it really didn't matter, but for girls... either it was the colour or the decorations. The curves and length. Ron sighed, he sat on a chair, waiting for Cassandra to try her sixth one in ten minutes. All looked so good on her, all of them were blue, which suited her perfectly. Yet he was lucky compared to Seamus. Ever since arriving, Lavender had tried every single dress she came across. In the end finally Cassandra settled with a sky blue silk one with pearl decorations in front, a darker silk on the back. Long arms and a bronze belt around the waist. Cassandra paid and the two of them left. Ron wished Seamus good luck and told him it wasn't the end of the world, as the other Gryffindor boy seemed to think.

They passed some shops, heading towards the Shrieking Shack. Ron told her on the way about the adventures during their third years. She giggled thinking of Lupin in the house, and felt sad about him being the Werewolf he was. Arriving at the shrieking Shack they saw blaze and Parvati cuddled together. Ron wondered how much the marauder knew about one of the ex-marauders. He heard Blaze bragging about how brave he was, he had once been inside. Ron shook his head. He whispered something into Cassandra's ear, who giggled. The two of them walked over to the other pair.

"You are so brave" Parvati said.

"Oh yes you are, tell us... how did it look inside!" Cassandra said.

Blaze who hadn't noticed their arrival blushed. "Well, there are a lot of ghouls around, ghouls screaming. Old dusty furniture and stone hallways. There's actually a phantom screaming for blood at night."

Ron, who couldn't take it any more burst out laughing. "Well, does that count on broken furniture, no ghouls yet an old story about the werewolf who rummaged it there. I've been there, Sirius Black once kidnapped me, he took me there through a hidden tunnel, and he was after my rat, alias Peter Pettigrew. A hairball for cat helped him, and in the end, it was discovered that Black was innocent, and that our ex-professor Lupin was the old werewolf. Also, this might interest you Blaze, Harry's dad James Potter, Remus Lupin, alias the werewolf, Sirius Black and the rat peter Pettigrew were the first marauders. Before my brothers."

Blaze's mind whirled. "I don't believe that, you've made it up."

Ron laughed, Cassandra giggled. "I'm afraid not." He said and left laughing at the old memories.

As they disappeared Parvati kissed Blaze lightly on the cheek. "Never mind them, they have always been weird."

Blaze nodded, yet he kept wondering, 'who really are they'.

Harry and iris walked laughing through the streets of the village. Iris looked lovingly at Harry as he steered her inside the café. There already Draco and Hermione sat laughing. They winked at them when they too noticed.

Iris and Harry seated down by a small table, so close to each other. They ordered a coffee each, this time, for once Harry didn't feel so shy like last time. After taking some sips each, talking about mostly everything, school, teachers, Quidditch, weather, Harry took her hand, looking into her lavender eyes. She blushed as the bent closer to each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. From tables around they could see people staring at them, especially Ron and Cassandra, who just came through the door and Hermione and Draco. Neville sat with Hannah, Susan and Justin from Hufflepuff. He smiled knowingly, while the other Hufflepuff's looked shocked. Many other students looked over, most of them smiling, remembering the incident with Cho. They were happy to see such a perfect couple.

(Shitza: hate to disrupt here, just wanted to add if you think this was not much, I can say it's the best I can do. I'm not a good romance writer, sorry)

Harry and iris broke apart, smiling. Just then there was a flash, and the two of them looked at Colin, holding his old camera grinning. Harry and iris looked shocked.

"Just for Witch Weekly, I'm sure they'll love this shot, you two will make front page that I'm certain o..."

He never got to finish that sentence before he found himself in the air. His camera hit the ground, but thankfully didn't take any damage. Yet as for the film, Ron snatched it and burnt it in his hand.

"I'm sorry Colin, but I think Harry has had enough of attention already."

Colin sighed. He wasn't close to tears or anything, but he really had wanted to make his first appearance in news by a master photo.

(Later at the Three Broomsticks)

Sic hours had seemed like a very long time at first, but now it seemed like nothing. Sighing it was time to get some work started. Iris had returned to her fellow Ravenclaw friends, all of them how it had been, kissing Harry Potter. He really hoped iris friends would calm down soon enough, because he knew how hard these things could be.

Harry and the rest of the heirs sat, collecting whatever they had managed to research on for the last weeks. It wasn't much. Both Cassandra and Hermione had read through the whole library, including the Restricted section and still they only had found six written lines on valuable information, which all was about the last fight. Yet what the heir wanted to know, when would this fight stand. What would be the signal for it, where would it be? They knew Voldemort already had all the clues, now they needed to find them for themselves.

Harry read through the lines, he was eager to find more. Cassandra had told them searching in the Ravenclaw libraries was useless. There they would only find spells and history, much of things they already knew. She had also searched through the diary they had found, still only rhymes of nothing.

They were beginning to feel frustrated. If they only could receive at least one clue where they should search.

They had to give up, for now. Sitting there thinking without a clue wouldn't help them. They returned to the castle, hoping that tomorrow, they would have more fortune then today.

To Reviewers:

danielle: Thanks for such an good OC, a brilliant idea. I'll think about it, but as I said above, I'll keep the voting up for some chapters. I don't think Neville's girlfriends needs to show up until the valentine's ball.

lalala: okay, now you make me feel ashamed. I'm actually Asian born, I'll think of that as this story continues.

End Notes: Okay, short chapter, but this time, I'll give you all a little flash on next.

Harry sat writing on the Potions essay as the door flew up. First he didn't see anyone enter, but then. Someone he recognised and sort off knew.

"You" he gasped"

(laughs menacingly) won't say more from here, you'll read.

Tári and Seeeza: (re-enters)

Shitza: Wow, where have you two been?

Seeeza: You should be studying, not sitting here writing.

Shitza: Okay... (turns to you) REVIEW!!! I really need more OC's.