A/N: i'm so sorry that i haven't updated. first my computercrashed, then it kept randomly shutting down, then i got grounded. on the bright side, i finished part 17 and am almost done with part 18.

disclaimer: i own a crappy computer that eats my files, nothing more (i ate my chocolate bar)

Jen watched as the priceless vase shattered against the wall, but felt little if any remorse. It could be fixed in a second as soon as her parents got home, though she was beggining to think that it would be morning before they returned. Even if the vase couldn't have been replaced,Jen wouldn't have cared. Yet another person she had cared deeply for had been taken away, leaving her to wonder why it was that fate hated her so. True, there was a war going on, so people on either side would be lost. But why is it always people I care about and why is it always so close to when I could have been there to stop it?Jen was tempted to take out more of her rage on various breakable objects around the house, but refrained from it, knowing it would do nothing to help.The frustrated girl sighed and focused on retracting both her wings and fangs. Her wings did so immediately, but her fangs remained. Feeling like a freaky version of Cinderella, Jen checked her watch and saw that her potion had worn off a little over fifteen minutes ago, leaving her fangs right where they were. Jen rolled her eyes and stomped off to the kitchen in an effort to find some of the extra potion that she'd made earlier in the week, hoping she hadn't let it sit in the heat too long.

Harry watched as Jen's wings disappeared, only to see her open her eyes in confusion. Checking her watch, she scowled and then walked into the kitchen. Harry heard the sound of various pots and pans banging around, a glass shattering, a refrigerator door opening, and a refrigerator door being slammed shut. There was a pause and then another glass shattered to the ground as Jen stalked back into the kitchen, a look of disgust on her face.

"In case you're interested," she said to Harry, "the potion that I'm supposed to take for my fangs went bad, really bad." Harry couldn't help but feel a small amount of his anger lift at the sight of Jen's face. She looked as if she had eaten a rotten lemon, or something equally disgusting. Jen sighed and plopped down on the sofa next to Harry's feet.

Jen sank into the sofa and said nothing for a few minutes. Eventually, the absolute silence was broken, and by Harry rather surprisingly.

"How much do you know?" he asked, sounding tired instead of angry.

"About what?" the girl responded, unsure of how to answer otherwise.

"Me."

This wasn't what Jen had expected to be asked. Nevertheless,she felt obliged to answer. "Probably near everything,"she stated. There was no need to go into detail; both were aware of that. What Jen didn't know for a fact, she could guess with a good amount of accuracy; and what she had no idea about wasn't anything she needed to know.

Harry thought for a moment and then asked, "If you're a harpy, how'd you go to Hogwarts?"

"My mom's a harpy; my dad's a wizard." Jen could tell Harry was calmer than he had been, as he seemed to be interested in listening to her answers.She was about to explain a little more, but got cut off by the fireplace suddenly igniting. A large green flame surrounded her mother's head.

"Hi, Jenna. Oh, and hello Harry,"Jen's mother's head greeted. Turning back towards Jen, she continued, "There's a little trouble at work, so we're not going to be home until morning, okay?"

"Got it, mum."

"And Harry, you're welcome to stay as long as you want." Harry nodded, looking surprised. A large crash sounded and Vera Davenport turned her head in shock.

"I have to go, sweetie," she said, "See you later."

"Mum, go now before something blows up," Jen replied. An enormous crash followed. "Too late," she mumbled.

The familiar face disappeared, as did the fire, and Jen sank once more into the sofa.

"What's going on," Harry asked.

"Utter chaos,"she said, slumping further into the sofa.

A/N: i hit a huge writer's block, as well as six history essays all due within a four week period