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Chapter 8 Classes, Fountains, Bets, and the Visit
I opened my eyes to the sunlight that was streaming through my open window. Damn, who opened the window and those damned drapes? I smelled a mouth-watering aroma that woke me up even more. I heard someone humming softly, chiding me to wake up from my peaceful slumber. A soft hand was soon ruffling through my hair. I have never felt so content in my life. 'Wake up Draco, wake up' the light voice said laughing slightly.
"Master Draco must wake, sir" I felt a long finger prod me in the back of the head. I sat up very suddenly. A house elf was waking me up what next, I asked myself. My question was answered a few seconds later. A brown barn owl had tapped loudly and impatiently on the window. The house elf hurried to the window and opened it. The owl dropped the letter on my bed and flew out of the open window.
"Master Draco, your mother wanted me to awake you sir, or else your going to be late." The house elf replied, giving a lowly bow, touching his long nose to the carpet.
"Alright, alright I'm awake." I replied getting off my bed. I walked into the bathroom and pulled my clothes off very reluctantly. I hopped in the shower and let the water just beat down upon my back. I let the warmth of the water cleanse my body and my senses. I then put my head under the warm jet of water, letting the water and my wet hair cloud over my eyes as I tried so very hard to remember the dream I was having but it was just trickling from my mind like the water was trickling off my body. (a/n: Now how many of us want to join him? More Like JUMP HIM LOL I know I do). I got out of the shower feeling immensely better. I pulled a towel around me and made a beeline for my bedroom. I toweled myself off applied lotion to my pale skin and just dried off my hair. I changed into my robes; black ones of course, and apparated down to the dining hall.
My mother was sitting there apparently waiting for me.
"Draco, darling, you're going to be late." She said to me as I made my way over to her. She was sitting alone at the long table with a plate full of breakfast. She looked different, I didn't know what it was but something was off about her. Did her backbone finally straighten up, she was looking happier than she had been in years. Her happiness radiated off of her skin. From her glowing cheeks to her new robes. I did a doubled take and almost had to go back and re-enter the dining room.
"I know mother," I replied lazily. "I was just about to grab some toast before I left." Toast appeared at my usual setting.
"But what about breakfast?" She asked. Since when was she concerned about my eating habits?
"I'm fine mother." I replied to her turning just as the doors swung open. The house elf that had awoken me earlier was levitating a pile of books in front of him. I grabbed the bundle.
"Mother I'll promise to eat dinner with you. " I said turning back to her. She looked down at her plate dejectedly. I knew she wanted to talk to me about her new changes, and this time it was actually working. I wonder what she was doing with herself. I needed her to keep her spirits up, I might need her later. "But I am really running late. Until then mother." With one last glance at my mother I disapparated from the spot.
"Harry, where did you put them?" I shrieked. "I am running late, and I need to get dressed." I was wrapped in a towel, dripping wet from the early shower I decided to take.
"I don't know what you're going on about?" He replied innocently.
"Oh really?" I said smiling. "Maybe this will be a reminder to you." I began to slowly unwrap the towel from my wet body ( a/n: is it me or is Hermione always taking items off her body? LOL!) . 'Desperate times calls for desperate measures' I thought to myself. Harry eyes sparkeld with excitement, I could even see them change from across the room. Everytime lust passed through his eyes I swear he made shivers go down my spine. I stopped right before I exposed my chest.
"Hey," Harry cried out in disappointment.
"Hay is for horses Harry, now if you would please hand them over than maybe I will let you get a sneak peak." I said out stretching my hand. He came across the room, waved his wand and handed the item over. "Thanks for keeping my knickers safe." I said laughing. "Why did you take them in the first place?"
"To save time." He replied smiling. I gave him a questioning look. "So I won't have to rip them off the next time." He emerald eyes were gazing into my hazels. "You owe me." He stepped closer to me, I could feel the heat radiating off his body, so warm so inviting. I snapped out of it.
"Harry later, I have to get going, Ginny has a lot of things to do to me." I replied pulling up my knickers underneath my towel.
Harry began leaving; I just wanted to grab his messy hair and shag him senseless. That's exactly how I felt last night, after my encounter with Severus (a/n: is Hermione playing the hoe role? LOL who knows?). He closed the door throwing one of his guilty looks at me as he closed the door, oh how I loved them so much, and yet this wasn't supposed to happen. I shook that thought from my head and began drying off. My encounter with Severus last night was very… I don't know how to say it. Let's just say that I was totally sober and I did things that would make Severus' hair curl, which I think it actually did when I finally left his room.
After I finished drying my hair off Ginny came into my room, with her beauty supplies in tow. She was still in her green pajama bottoms. Her long scarlet hair was tied back into a long sweeping ponytail. Her brown eyes were shining once again with excitement as she took a look at me in my new attire. She first straightened my curly hair, she then began putting make up on my face. I just sat silently on my bed waiting for her to finish. A million thoughts zoomed through my mind as she was applying the eye shadow, the gloss, and the eyeliner.
"Ok all done," She said after about a half an hour.
"I'll bet that you will be beating the boys off with a stick once you get there." She replied smiling at me.
"No Ginny, don't think so." I said looking myself over in the mirror.
"Well at least you don't have to hide your figure behind those Hogwarts robes." She replied fixing my hair to make sure it looked perfect. "Anyways Hermione, you're pretty, I don't believe that you don't have guys falling at your feet." I kept silent; little did she know I now had two falling at my feet.
"Since you're not interested in any guys that will be attending your school, if any guys ask for your dorm room number or better yet they you give you their dorm room numbers, pass them over to me." I looked at her in disbelief. "What, I need a guy with some experience." She said laughing. She packed up all of her things, I told her I was going to be done by 3:30 since I didn't have a full day of classes so that she could be ready by then to go to St. Mungo's with me. I wasn't hungry at all, from nerves, thinking about all the new classes, let alone the course work decided that breakfast wasn't just for me that morning.
I apparated to Merlin's Wizarding University with about 20 minutes before classes began. I knew where most of my classes were already having studied and memorized the campus map. I walked around the campus drinking it in. It was a lot like Hogwarts, but the buildings were made out of old stone bricks. The buildings looked as old as Merlin himself. The grounds were beautiful. There was a fountain in the center of the quad in which the major buildings were held. It was of Merlin sitting on top of a pile of books. His face was screwed up in concentration. There were jets of water streaming out of his wand, ears, and the top of his wizarding hat. Under him the biggest book on which he was leaning his feet upon, the cover said, "Let your knowledge, wisdom, and courage be as necessary as the water that pours from my ears." – Merlin. I looked up at the statute in disbelief, the statue then winked at me. 'Another Dumbledore huh', I thought smiling at the most famous wizard in wizarding history. I looked around to the big clock that was on the tallest tower of the tallest building. I had ten minutes to get to class. I made my way over to the Mugwump Hall for my first lecture class on the art of potion making.
When I entered the room my mouth dropped open. This lecture hall was huge. The classroom was sunken like a big movie theater. I got a seat in the third row, and I began pulling out my books, waiting patiently for the professor to take their place at the head of the class.
I strolled into class five minutes late, the professor who was teaching the class didn't seem to notice or care. That is the quality of a University education; the professors don't care as long as you're paying for the class. I took my seat in the middle of the class, the fifth row up. The professor was going on and on about having potions as a career and how we will be all graded on a practical at the end of the six weeks. She droned on and on for about 45 minutes. She then turned to the black boards and waved her wand. A complicated potion appeared over the board. She waved her wand once more and each person desks flipped over to reveal a bubbling hot cauldron. She told us that we had an hour and a half. People were putting on weird glasses and taking earphones out of their ears. I ignored them and began doing the work. I knew this potion backwards and forwards. That was the advantages of having the head of your house the potions master as well a good friend of my mother's.
I began doing the potion. As my cauldron was simmering, I had to stir it counter clockwise for three turns after every seven minutes for about a half an hour. So I was gazing at everyone else who was doing his or her potions. One girl who didn't know the cardinal rules of safety before potion making set her book on fire. Another boy was stirring his potion the wrong way that resulted in a self-contained explosion. Apparently these potion classrooms had safety shields. I was pretty impressed. I looked at another girl about 2 rows ahead of me lazily stirring her potion. The potion went from light blue to gold in an instant, and gold sparks were issuing from her cauldron. Her potion was done properly.
That's when the thought hit me. 'You're supposed to be looking for Granger'. I scanned the room for mass of bushy hair, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I wondered whether she decided to show up or not. She must be still weeping over her parents. Pity. As soon as time was up we were allowed to leave, we had to leave our cauldrons where they were so she could grade them. I could have sworn on the dark lord that she was taking this class, I remembered handing the book over to her in Flourish and Blotts.
I walked out of the classroom deep in thought. I made my way through the empty halls rather slowly and out to the center of the quad where the fountain was shining in the sunlight. I sat down on one of the benches. Most of the students who had the art of potion making lecture were hanging out in the middle of the quad. I took the last free bench that was surrounding the fountain. I sat on one side of the bench gazing at the large fountain, not noticing the girl taking a seat next to me. Her head was buried in one of the brochures that came in the book list letters.
I looked down at her feet since she didn't seem to notice me. She was wearing a pair of trainers and short-legged pants, which showed her well-defined legs. I didn't know what those damn muggle things were called but Cho wore them all the time. She had a thin-strapped top, which was green, of course, my favorite color, which showed a thin strip of flesh right below her navel. Her long brown hair went pass her shoulder blades. I gazed at her silently. I wanted to push her hair to the side and begin nibbling gently on her neck. She was beautiful, and I needed to make another notch on my bedpost. She smelled sweet like honeydew melon (a/n: no strawberries and cream, no peaches and cream, honeydew… lol the smells are so clichéd), I had to taste her, her smell was intoxicating, numbing my senses. Before I could even try to put the Malfoy charm on her she lowered her pamphlet.
"Granger." I said angrily through clinched teeth.
A/n: I was going to stop here but what fun would that be?
Here I was minding my own business when he had to show up on my bloody doorstep once more. I had a break between potions, and magical defensive theory, and here I was reading one of MWU phamplet's of what classes were going to start in six weeks. Why out of all the benches I had to choose this one.
"Wow Granger, you clean up pretty well for a mudblood like yourself." He said smirking.
"Malfoy, I didn't come here to be degraded by you." I said angrily. I got up and walked off, well at least tried, I couldn't go anywhere. It felt like there was an invisible force field covering the area around the bench. No one cared to look this way; everyone was too wrapped up in his or her own business to notice me. So here I was stuck with my nemesis and the destroyer of my family.
"Be a pretty little Gryffindor and sit next to me." Malfoy was patting the seat next to him. I tried screaming at him but my lips wouldn't move no matter how hard I forced them. I had no choice, my legs moved without my control and here I was sitting directly next to Malfoy. I looked to the statue, Merlin looked angry but he didn't say anything it was as if he was waiting for something else to happen.
Malfoy put his arm around the back of the bench, his hand resting on my shoulder. I never moved my eyes away from Merlin. "It's a surprise seeing you here, I thought everyone else was too bloody dumb from Hogwarts to get into such a selective program." He turned to me, whispering seductively in my ear once more. "But not you, of course, why didn't I see it before. We were both head boy and girl. You graduated first and I second of our class, why didn't I think of it before." His hand was now lightly caressing my shoulder.
I was trying to inch away from him but every time I did some invisible force would push me closer to him. "We don't want you getting away now would we," he whispered once more. I tried to ignore the tremors running down my spine. I never thought of Malfoy as ugly, I always thought of him as a handsome boy with an ugly attitude. I always thought that if Malfoy would have been nice I would have put him on my list. Being in this close proximity to the coldest person that had treated me with hate and disgust I found it surprisingly odd how warm he was. There was heat radiating from him, it reminded me of Harry but Malfoy's heat was so intense.
"Now please tell me why I haven't given you the pleasure of screaming my name," He whispered once more, the tip of his tongue touching my ear ever so slightly. I couldn't hide my pleasure then, I shivered at the excitement. I cursed my bloody hormones as I gazed up at him and he had his usual smirk impaled on his perfect angelic face. Ugh look at me; I had to totally snap out of this. I looked at Merlin who was rising from his throne of books. "You like that don't you Granger." He whispered.
I tried to convey a message to Merlin not to come any closer. I wanted to tell him that I was in control. At these very thoughts Merlin stopped dead in his tracks and made his way back to his throne of books, keeping his eyes on Draco and I. I was a little shock by this sudden change of direction but I didn't question it.
"What I want to know," He started placing light kisses on my neck. I closed my eyes at his touch my head never faltering from my original position of facing Merlin. His lips were nice, soft and warm. It was as though his kisses were very potent. I was falling deeply under his spell. The spell that the girls from school had told me about. This is what made me snap out of it completely. I had to fight my urges, which were becoming more prominent day by day. Why? I didn't know. "Is why you haven't kissed me yet, I know you want too."
I tried to catch him off guard by breaking the curse he had me bounded by. I tried standing up very fast but he was too quick for me. By the time I almost reached my full height the curse threw me back into Malfoy's arms. Merlin looked at me warily. This time I was lying across his lap, he was holding me gingerly in his arms, as almost if a lover would do. "Don't fight it," He whispered lovingly. He took his free hand and brushed back a strain of hair that was in my face. His eyes gazed into mine, his icy gray into my hazels, for once they weren't filled with hatred, or disgust, they were filled with the real Malfoy. Or at least that is what I thought. He lifted up my chin and his warm lips came on top of mine. All the nerve endings in my lips exploded, it felt as though he was transferring his warmth to me. I pulled out of the kiss before it got any further.
"Are you done?" I asked jumping out of his arms, I was a bit flustered. "Wow that was some real pathetic attempt to get in my pants Draco Malfoy!"
"Was it or wasn't it working," he said smiling. "And anyways I bet Blaise a new broomstick that my charms could be used on any girl."
"Wow great a bet." I said not really being as mad as I should be.
"Well look I accomplished some goals," He replied smirking. "Although I humiliated you for a broomstick, I finally got you to talk to me without insulting me" This kept me quiet. "And before you say anything else about me being a death eater, look." He raised up the left sleeve of his robe. I looked at his arm and there was no dark mark there. I turned his arm over, and looked for one. I then pulled out my wand and muttered different spells, I was taught by the order, I made sure that he didn't hear them, but everything checked out.
"I am not even going to ask how you got out of getting the dark mark." I replied placing the wand in my pocket. "but that doesn't mean that I am going to instantly trust you either, I remember Hogwarts, I remember almost every little mean thing you did to me."
"Well yea I was a dumb kid under the influence of my nutter of a father." He replied. I sat down once more next to him.
"So you were a dumb kid up until June?" I asked referring to graduation.
"Well as a Slytherin's Prince I had to keep up with appearances." He replied looking over at me. "But Granger I stick by what I said before, for a mudblood you do clean up nice."
I began gathering up my stuff, I had class in five minutes, most of the students had either left for home or had class. Malfoy invited to take me to lunch off campus, but I told him I had one more class left and that I would see him in potions later on in the week. I began walking off to the opposite end of the quad to my Defensive magical theory class. In order for me to do that I had to take a walk around the huge fountain. I came upon a sign that told the fountain's history.
Merlin – The Greatest Wizard in Wizarding HistoryAlthough this school may be built on the magical principles of Merlin himself this statue that was removed from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in 1407 shows absolutely no magical properties whatsoever. However, there have been myths surrounding the statue that argues that Merlin only shows himself to students who are truly worthy of his knowledge and wisdom. It was moved here at MWU on the opening of the school in 1407.
I sat there in disbelief, I looked back at Merlin he gave me a smile and a wink. 'We won't talk about this now, now go on get to class, I'm just a statue I will be here when you get back.' His voice sounded it my head. A calm filled my head and I was slowly losing strength. 'You are a determined and clever witch, a strong one at heart too, but not nearly as strong as I would have hoped, just come back to me after your class has ended, and after I'm done talking to you take a drink of my water, it will make you feel loads better.'
He left the corners of my mind and my knees weakened suddenly. I clutched onto the post, which had the history of the statue. After regaining my posture I went to the fountain and I took a drink from it. Too my surprise it was cold going down my throat, and I could feel it running through my weak body, strengthening it once again. I just looked at Merlin and he gazed back with a smile on his face.
I made my way across the quad, walking slower than usually. I knew I had class but that was the last thing that was on my mind. The first thing that was bugging me was Merlin. If what that information said was true, which it probably was, he must feel that I am worthy of his talents and wisdom. I became very excited at the thought. That is why he stopped at the thought of me telling him too, he had heard me. I wonder how many other people got the chance to speak with him. The second thing on my mind was the nagging thought that Malfoy was being nice to me, when a month ago he wouldn't have hesitated to call me a mudblood and humiliate me in front of everyone. The third thing was why did he have to be so bloody good looking. I mean he said it was a bet but I saw his face before he kissed me, his eyes changed into something different, something that I have never seen in Malfoy before. The last thing I thought about and fully dreaded was the fact that I had to go visit my father after this class.
I didn't realize that I had entered the class room until I heard the professor called my name angrily.
A/n: I was thinking of ending it here... BUT I DIDN'T
I leftGranger to her own devices as I went to a little café that was located right outside the quad by the student dorms. I went inside and found it calming and relaxing. I sat alone at a table and examined the room. It was a small café with small circular tables crowding one side of the room. On the other side there was a lounge a bunch of lounge chairs and couches facing a stage. There weren't many occupants in the café, it was three other students in there besides me. The cute waitress came over and asked me if I wanted anything. I looked down at the menu and noticed that the café was called the Java Bin. I told her just a large cappuccino. Soon a steaming mug made its way to my table. I just sat there and stared into the cup's depth.
'What happened, why did I do that, it got completely out of control.' I thought to myself. 'Why did I touch that filthy mudblood' I was going to have to definitely decontaminate myself
'But you liked it.' Replied a tiny voice inside my head.
'No I didn't,' I argued back weakly. 'She's just like any other girl I know except for the simple fact that she has the dirtiest of blood.'
'And blood matters because…? Why didn't you just try to talk to her, why did you have to put a chinnechi charm around yourself? Why did you make her sit next to you?' the voice argued.
'She wouldn't have otherwise,' I replied. 'She thinks that I destroyed her family, and I know it's a possibility but I need this to work, or it would ruin everything'
'It's true that she probably wouldn't talk to you but you could of used the chinnechi charm to tell her about your battle scars, not to seduce her and get her to kiss you in such a forcible fashion'
I took a sip of my cappuccino. I had lost the war with my conscience. My mind wandered back to the kiss, her lips were soft and wanting just like mine, she kissed me with no feeling at all. I vowed to never kiss those lips ever again; I was not going to loose control.
'She's just a dirty little mudblood, and it is my main goal to get revenge,' I thought once more.
'If you say so,' the voiced argued lazily.
Defensive Magical Theory went better than I thought. Professor Glycerall chewed me out for coming to his class late. Professor Glycerall was a short man with a bald head, his lightly pink skin was shining under a layer of perspiration that covered his brow. He had a large nose and a clean-shaven face. His thin pink lips hid his extraordinary white teeth from view. He was angry that I had interrupted his class with my lateness. So he decided to put me on the spot. Quizzing me on patronuses, the facts flew from my mouth as I thought of Harry. He asked me if I ever tried such a difficult charm. I told him that I did and he was interested, he then asked me if my patronus took a corporeal form, and I told him yes. He was pretty surprised at that and he wanted me to demonstrate. I got in front of the class, which was extremely small and got up on the stage he used for demonstrating, and pulled put my happiest memory and my patronus erupted out of my wand. After that little demonstration it changed my professor's attitude. We got out of class early and I decided to go talk to Merlin before I was due back at Headquarters to get Ginny.
I sat down at the bench that was facing him directly. The sun was high in the air making me perspire a little. I looked up at him and he was relaxing on his throne.
"Merlin, can anyone one see you talking to me right now?" I asked quietly.
"No, there is a charm to make it look like a regular statue." He replied in the depth of my mind.
"So how many people did you talk to before me?" I asked curiously. My body was getting weaker and weaker but I continued on with my questioning.
"Five," He replied.
"May I ask who?" I asked.
"I talked to all the founders of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and also Albus Dumbledore." He replied looking at me.
"May I ask why you are showing yourself to me?" I asked trying to mask my curiosity.
"In due time Miss Granger." He replied, "but if you do want some answers talk to Dumbledore, I can't talk longer, I suggest that you try to build up your mind for me, we will be corresponding soon enough. I take it that you are going to tell Dumbledore?" I nodded my head. "Well get going young one, and take some of my water before you leave."
He left my mind, I soon felt sickness coming over me, I was sweating profusely, it felt as though I had the flu and I was running a fever. I staggered to the fountain and I began drinking it, after about five minutes I felt better instantly. I waved a goodbye to Merlin and I walked to the gates exiting the school, from there I apparated back to head quarters.
I apparated right inside the front door of Headquarters, I made my way to the kitchen. Ginny was sitting there waiting for me, Mrs. Weasley was looking in a cookbook for I guess dinner ideas, and Severus was sitting at the table, drinking from a goblet, remnants of a plate of food was sitting on the table.
They all looked at me when I entered. Severus nodded in my direction, and I don't know if I saw it but the corners of his mouth went upright, like he was trying to hide a smile. Ginny didn't notice this and I sat down next to her across from Severus.
"Are you feeling ok dear?" Mrs. Weasley said to me looking up at me.
"I am alright," I replied I was feeling fine but I guess I still looked weak from my encounter with Merlin. I grabbed an apple from the bowl that was on the table and I began eating it. Ginny and Severus were questioning me about the classes I took today. He really got into it when I began talking about my potions lesson. We were going on and on about different potions when Ginny interrupted us by clearing her throat. I looked at the time and excused myself. Mrs. Weasley reminded me to be back at 6pm because there was another meeting.
We went to the front door of headquarters, visiting hours were going to end soon and I decided then that I would try to apparate with Ginny by my side. I grabbed her arm and we apparated to a deserted building, which was a block away from St. Mungo's. I was nervous, but most of all scared of what I was going to see. We finally made our way to St. Mungo's in silence. We entered through the transparent door and went over to wait in the line that was forming at the small welcome station. I didn't bother to look around at others who were in either pain or worry. I finally made my way to the top of the line.
"Frank Granger?" I asked the witch.
"Room 407, which is on the fourth floor," She replied.
I made my way up the stairs to the fourth floor, I remembered coming up here in my fifth year when Mr. Weasley got attacked. I made my way opposite of the closed ward to my father's room. On Dumbledore's request he was given his own private room. Ginny followed behind me silently. I stopped in front of the door marked 407. Ginny gave me a reassuring pat on my shoulder, and I pushed open the door.
There was my father, lying in the cold sterile room. The walls were blank, and he looked small in the bed. He woke to the sound of me entering. His eyes flickered to mine and tears began pouring down my face. Ginny didn't enter the room with me, she decided to wait out in the hall. I pulled up a chair and sat down next to him, I grabbed his hand and he looked at me quietly. He took his other hand and wiped my tears.
"Er-my-knee" He said weakly, in a staggering breath. He did look happy to see me, but it was obvious that speaking was difficult for him. Pain crossed his face and he groaned slightly. I put a finger to my lips to shush him. He was panting slightly, sweat was pouring down his face.
"I…love…you." He said louder panting again. I cringed at the obvious pain he was feeling.
"Father, I love you too," I said quickly. "Please, don't speak, you're making it harder on yourself." But he wouldn't listen to me, he continued speaking regardless of the pain it was causing him.
"Helen….dead?" he was referring to my mother. I nodded my head slowly, and tears poured down his face.
I clutched his hand tighter, and he squeezed my hand in return. "Noooooooo!" He shrieked, pain was etched all over his face. "Nooo!" he shrieked once more. He was clutching my hand harder and harder, it hurt terribly but my concern was only for him.
"ER….MY….KNEEE!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. His grip on my hand tightened and then lessened, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he passed out.
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Dracos-sexy-bitch (Queen of the Dr/Hrm FF): LOL! You won the bet! I luuurve your chappies….. I am so glad you my beta, and I'm so glad I'm urs except for the simple fact that my computer I broken…. Thanx a hugetastic bunch for giving me the inspiration to write a ff…. I will try to give you some more chappies, or I might have to just post them w. out u beta-ing them… but I don't want it to come to that… but neways ur so totally awesome gives a dobby like bow… thanx, and pls don't go nuts since I'm leavin you at a huge cliffie…lol .. here's a cookie and a very distracting tacky but fun toy… and always remember to ass it (LOLOLOLOL) when you can
I will like to give thanks to GangstaSuess, and Gentileschi for reading and reviewing my other chappies
I feel so bad for leaving you here with this huge Cliffy… but alas my comp is prolly going to be off to Texas on Wednesday so pls R&R by then, if not oh well… I'll try to post but if I can't don't throw anything at me.. here's to the rest of Summer w. out Fanfiction… cheers… SNARGLES… DARN SNARGLES
As Always... Cherbi161