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BECAUSE OF THEIR CONSTANT SUPPORT!

Chapter 14

It seemed as if time froze and people that were surrounding them were non-existent. Hermione didn't know how to respond when Draco just professed his love to her once more, but only this time, it was in front of the entire school. Draco Malfoy who had sworn to kill her in their second year, always got the worst out of her, always was vicious towards Harry and Ron, and insulted everyone who wasn't a 'Pureblood', oddly made her heart jump every time she saw him, comforted her after her parents' death, and actually saved her. Even though Draco was a horrible person before this year, he had left a deep impression inside Hermione's heart.

'Oh Merlin, he's kissing me. He's kissing me in front of the whole bloody school. No, it's not in front of only your classmates, but - oh... that feels good...' Hermione's thoughts raced.

She immediately pushed her body against his, wrapped her arms around his neck, and then intertwined her fingers into Draco's shaggy blonde hair.

Even though the two Head students were snogging in front of the entire school, the faculty and staff didn't bother to stop them. In fact, Albus Dumbledore had the familiar twinkle in his eye as well as a wide smile, Professor McGonagall was actually wiping a tear from her eye, Snape was smiling in the oddest way possible, Remus looked surprised at first but then smiled warmly at them, and the rest of the professors just sat in shock.

The entire student body went silent, who could blame them? Two students from rivaling houses were snogging right in front of their eyes. That definately gave a new meaning to House unity to everyone.

Ginny Weasely was very aware of the awkward silence in the overcrowded Great Hall, so she whistled and started to clap. Now instead of looking at Draco and Hermione, they looked at Ginny strangely. She had to admit that she looked quite silly being the only one standing up and cheering, but realized, what the hell, it doesn't matter.

When Blaise saw that Ginny was actually supporting them publicly, he decided that he too should be a supportive friend. He whistled and clapped, but only a bit louder. Pansy looked at her friend sitting next to her.

"Hell... he's my friend too."

"WOO! WAY TO GET HER, DRAKE!" she yelled across the hall.

Draco smiled at the support that he was receiving from his friends. Hermione could feel the Slytherin smiling on her lips while they continued kissing. She couldn't help but smile back at him, it was contagious.

Harry sighed and smiled faintly and clapped along with the other few people. The green eyed wizard decided that he should have given up on his friend a long while ago. It was obvious that Hermione was in love with Malfoy as well.

Meanwhile, Ron just had a grumpy look on his face, she was more than fraternizing with the enemy!

Hermione stopped kissing Draco for a moment; she looked around at everyone who were staring at them with a stunned expression on all of their faces. She hesitantly laughed softly while blushing a bright red. Draco gave her kiss on the lips once more, but it wasn't as long lasting because the brunette prevented him from going any further. Just then, it seemed as if the Slytherin realized what he was doing.

With wide open eyes he said, "He-hermione? I'm so sorry; I never meant to do that. Everything was by impulse and - Gods... I'm such an idiot!"

A part of Hermione was disappointed, why was he sorry? Did he just not stride over here and grabbed her from Harry because he was somewhat jealous? Or was it just an act of impulse, like he had said.

Draco could see the disappointment from Hermione's brown eyes.

"Wh-" Hermione stopped for she was too nervous to complete what she was about to say, but she needed to ask him this.

"Why are you sorry..." she asked softly.

He was completely shocked, wasn't she supposed to be yelling at him for kissing her in front of the entire school? And what was the deal with her ever changing feelings? Just this morning they were having a nice conversation which soon led to kissing, but then she willingly threw herself at him. One of the reasons that he fell in love with her was because she wasn't the type of girl who would do anything in the world for a guy. She was herself around everyone and that was a very big turn on to him. All the girls that he had dated were all fake and shallow, they never had a real personality, and they were jealous over the stupidest things.

"I-uh, Hermione..." Draco gulped and all of the sudden he was extremely aware of the dead silence around them.

Draco glanced sideways; he didn't know how to respond to her. He knew that if he were to say the wrong thing, then the both of them would end up in a fight in front of the entire student body, as well as the professors. So he did what any guy in an uncomfortable position would do. He ran towards the nearest exit, but not without grabbing Hermione's hand and bringing her along with him.

Hermione couldn't really help that she was practically being dragged, Hell... just as long as she received an answer for her question she was fine.

The blonde ran while taking her along with him and stopped at the outside pavilion. Draco led her towards the fountain in the center of the pavilion; he made her sit down on the fountain's bench while he knelt in front of her. Draco took her hands in his, but he couldn't look up at her, no... not yet. He didn't exactly know what to say to her.

'Why is love so fucking complicated...' Draco thought to himself.

Frustrated, Hermione sighed loudly and then slipped her hand out of his.

"Dra- Malfoy," she sternly used his last name.

He winced at the harshness of her tone.

"Why are you sorry?"

"Hermione, it's hard to explain."

"Just say whatever you feel like."

Draco sighed,"You just don't understand what I'm going through right now. You give me all these mixed signals that I can't even comprehend. Especially this morning! You practically threw yourself on me, and I know for a fact that you, Hermione, never do that in front of any guy."

This time Draco grabbed her hand once more and held it firmly in his hands so that she wouldn't slip away like she did earlier.

He kept on going and watched Hermione's face tense up. He couldn't stop though, it was too late now.

"Do you know how ... FRUSTRATING it is when you act as if you like me one day or a few minutes and then you go back to hating my very existence! I need to know why you're doing this to me."

In a low and soft voice, Hermione replied, "Not until you answer my question first."

"For Merlin's sake Hermione, I. DON'T. KNOW! What was I supposed to say? That I rather enjoyed snogging you in front of the whole fucking school and we should do it again sometime? What was I supposed to say!" Draco tried hard not to yell, but it wasn't exactly possible.

Hermione clenched her hands tight and practically threw Draco's hands off of hers.

"Sorry that I made you suffer for the past few months. If I had known earlier, then I wouldn't have even spoken to you," she coldly responded without answering Draco's question and got up from the bench.

With tears stinging her eyes, she walked around the kneeling Slytherin and started to walk away. Without a moments delay, Draco stood up fast as lightening and grabbed Hermione's hand. He twisted her around so that she was in front of him, but she turned her head sideways so that she wouldn't be facing him.

Draco grabbed the side of her arms and brought her closer to him. He leaned so that his mouth was right next to her ear.

"I don't care if you never speak or look at me ever again, Hermione," he softly whispered, "but know this, I love you and always will because I can't stop loving you. Hermione, I'd die for you… but I know that no matter what I say or do, you will never accept me. Nevertheless, nothing could possibly deter my love for you."

Hermione shivered from her neck to all the way down to her lower back because of the Draco's close proximity and his hot breath that was tickling her skin. But she didn't respond to Draco's rather shocking statement.

"Hermione...?"

Now how was she supposed to answer to his undying declaration for her this time? A small part of her hated him for doing this to her but another stronger and larger part of her thought that he was actually telling the truth and did care for her. Hermione turned her head to face him and gave him a kiss. Just a small and chaste kiss, but it meant the world to Draco. When she pulled away from him, her cheeks were aflame and had a small smile on her lips.

"I-I hope that was a proper response for your... statement," Hermione muttered while looking down at the floor, but since it wasn't exactly possible because of the close proximity of herself and Draco, she looked at her side.

Draco lifted her chin with his fingers so that she was looking back up at him again. He smirked when Hermione blushed harder when her eyes met his. Hermione couldn't look straight at Draco, so she started to look around him.

"Don't tell me you're afraid to look at me," he teased while leaning closer so that his mouth was brushing against hers.

"Of course not," the brunette replied in a firm voice, but her actions said so otherwise.

Hermione leaned away from the Slytherin so that they wouldn't be so close but never did look at him once.

"Yes, you are," Draco frowned while he disagreed with Hermione.

He then added, "Would you mind telling me why you are so keen on not looking at me?"

"I am looking at you, just not directly at you're face," Hermione corrected.

"Doesn't that sound better," the Slytherin sarcastically muttered under his breath.

"Well, hopefully you aren't embarrassed that you kissed me because I've done far more humiliating things than you have," Draco started to count off, "I sang a love song to you, was turned down about three times by the same girl, professed my love for that same girl in front of the whole school, and plenty more."

The Gryffindor witch bit her lower lip, she had to admit that Draco had been in far more embarrassing situations that she had. So why couldn't she bring herself to look at him without blushing madly?

'Because you love you him stubborn witch!'

'Not you again, well sorry to burst your bubble but this isn't the right time for you to be intruding. So if you don't mind.'

'For a smart witch, you sure are daft. One, I am your SUB-CONSCIOUS. Two, you are in love with Draco as much as he is with you.'

"I… suppose you're right," Hermione murmured.

"All right then," Draco paused and waited for the brunette's response.

"I-We should get to class."

It was obvious that Hermione had wanted to say something else for she had abruptly stopped and started to say something else. Besides, the tone of her voice faltered so that made Draco curious in what she was going to say.

Without a word, the Slytherin just took Hermione's hand and led her back inside Hogwarts. The Gryffindor didn't struggle against his strong grasp, which made Draco at ease.

"… Draco?" Hermione whispered his name.

The blonde loved the way she said his name, as if it was forbidden but still acceptable to say. But it scared him that he was falling deeper and deeper in love with Hermione Granger.

"Yes luv?" Draco bluntly replied.

Hermione was surprised and somewhat pleased that he had answered so affectionately towards her.

"Well, usually I'm not bothered at all about the many rumors that circle around this school that concern a wide variety of topics, but after this morning's incident, I couldn't help but wonder what we'll do-"

"Hermione, what happened during breakfast is not something that I'm ashamed of. I had thought that you wouldn't be embarrassed either," Draco held onto Hermione's hand tighter.

"I'm not; it's just that for others it might come off as shocking. We weren't exactly the best of friends for the past six years and all of the sudden we're kissing in the middle of breakfast. Even the first years know about our 'legendary' quarrels and such. A bunch of rubbish is what I think, but still…"

"So conceited in thinking they would only talk about you," Draco teased, "it doesn't really suit you, you know."

"Arrogant prat," the brunette tried to keep a straight face but failed and chortled softly.

Draco sighed deeply in content while letting go of Hermione's hand, but he immediately wrapped his arm protectively around her petite waist. The Gryffindor looked at him quizzically but decided to ask the blonde something that she considered important.

"Draco?"

"Yes luv?" he answered in the same way as he had previously.

"I- well you see," Hermione breathed slowly and tried to rid of the butterflies that were fluttering about inside her stomach.

"I was wondering what we are now," the brunette shyly asked.

"Well, I'm Draco Malfoy and you're Hermione Granger and we can both do magic," Draco misread the question.

"No, I mean… what are we?"

"I'm not so sure what you mean about what we are," Draco muttered but then realization hit him.

"Oh… you mean us as in … us." Draco couldn't find the word to correctly define them.

"I-… well, yes."

"I thought it spoke for it self," the Slytherin himself didn't know where they stood either.

"Not so clearly, I'm afraid."

"Can we talk about this after our lessons are over?"

"I don't see why not," Hermione tilted her head sideways so that she was looking at Draco's face.

The Slytherin smiled down at the brunette.

When they arrived to their Transfiguration class, Hermione suddenly realized that her school bag was back in the Great Hall. She didn't really have the chance to go and get it after Draco professed his love for her, kissed her, and then took her outside to the pavilions.

"Oh no, I left my book bag back at breakfast. I have all my things in there and I can't believe I just forgot about it and then realized that I didn't have it until now!" Hermione groaned.

"I'm sure that either Weasely or Potter might have taken it for you," Draco assured her.

"Well, er- I guess you're right about that. If the-"

"Luv," Draco interrupted Hermione, "you need to stop over analyzing everything, understand?"

"I'm not doing it on purpose, it's just who I am. And if you're not comfortable with me being o-"

Draco stopped where he was and interrupted her once more, but only with his lips on hers. It was a quick kiss, but nevertheless stopped Hermione from saying anything more.

"There, that's better," the Slytherin smirked.

Hermione had a flabbergasted look on her face, "I hope you don't count on kissing me every time that I do something that bothers you!"

"Why? Does it bother you in some way?" Draco asked even though he knew the answer to the question. It was definitely a no.

"Well, it would depend on what the outcome of our discussion in the afternoon would be."

The two walked inside the classroom; the Slytherins and the Gryffindors all gaped at their Head students. Draco and Hermione were holding hands and had kissed right before coming inside. Did this mean that they were officially a couple?

"Er…" Hermione bit down on her lower lip.

"You need to stop that," Draco chastised, "it's a nasty habit."

"I can't help that I'm nervous."

"Exactly why are you nervous?"

"If you haven't noticed before, take a look around you," Hermione tersely whispered.

Draco swiftly glanced around the classroom, seeming oblivious to the stares that were pointedly directed towards them.

"I don't see anything out of the ordinary."

"I should have known that you're thick, arrogant head of yours wouldn't be able to notice that they are staring at us!" the brunette implied harshly.

"Let them gape around like a bunch of apes, see if I care," Draco brushed the topic aside.

"Sorry that I don't have your overly confident ego," Hermione sardonically responded back.

She pushed Draco's hand away from hers and walked to an empty table that was right beside Ron and Harry. They too were staring with wide open mouths at their friend. Hermione rolled her eyes while sitting down on the chair. She scooted in and placed her hands gently on the table and waited for Professor McGonagall to arrive.

The Slytherin sighed and walked over to Hermione's half empty table. He quietly sat next to the brunette and waited for her to say something.

Being a very stubborn witch that she was well known for, Hermione didn't say a word to Draco. But just to make him squirm around in his seat for awhile, she turned towards Harry and Ron and politely asked if they happened to have her book bag with them.

"Er- yeah," Harry said in a rather strangled tone.

"Right over here," Ron reached down under his table and came up with Hermione's familiar brown messenger bag.

The red head reached over and gave it to his friend.

"Ginny made sure that we got this to you," he hesitantly laughed.

"I'm glad she was thoughtful enough to actually remember that I had left my bag," Hermione confidently expressed her feelings to the two boys.

"It's not my fault that you were fra- snogging the enemy," Ron whined.

Harry chuckled silently at Ron's stupidity. It was as if his red headed friend didn't learn his lesson back in their fourth year.

"Why do you still think he's the enemy, Ronald? Voldemort and everything that was dark and sinister in the Wizarding World is gone, well at least a vast majority of it. So give it up already," Hermione was too tired for this conversation with her friend.

"Hermione, just forget about it," Harry tried to placate his fuming friend.

"Oh hush! It's not as if you're leaping for joy about what had happened during breakfast."

Draco had a curious expression on his face, 'Why is Hermione defending me all of the sudden, it's not as if she… no it couldn't be. She can't, it would be something against her moral judgment and other inconsequential things.'

"Yeah? Well don't you think it's a little odd that you and Malfoy suddenly became so close when for the past six years, in case you've forgotten, he has tormented us all and practically wanted to kill you!"

Hermione grimaced, "Harry, I thought you outgrew your immaturities and petty childish distrust against Draco, but I guess not."

With that, she turned her back around to her friends and concentrated on only setting up her class supplies in front of her.

"Hermione," Draco whispered in a small voice.

She didn't answer him but placed her ink well on the table as well as her quill.

"There was no need in overreacting towards Weasely and Potter," Draco gently placed a warm hand on her arm.

Hermione stopped what she was doing and looked at him with a frown that seemed to be permanently set on her usual soft features.

"I can't help it that they don't understand that I lo-" she held her breath with wide open eyes, Hermione immediately stopped herself from continuing any further.

Luckily, it seemed as if Draco didn't notice this; Hermione could breathe comfortably again. Or so she thought. Draco had indeed heard the small mistake but didn't want Hermione to become upset or uncomfortable about it, so he went on as if he didn't hear her slip of the tongue.

"It's not as if you're virtue is at risk," he drawled. "I wouldn't do anything dishonorable."

Hermione immediately looked at the Slytherin, "What's that supposed to mean!"

There was a sparkle in his silvery-blue eyes that made Hermione want to just jump at him. No, not because she was lusting over him, but because he was driving her mad.

The brunette huffed loudly and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Now, now, can't I joke around with you?"

"Absolutely not," Hermione firmly responded, although she couldn't help that there was a strong tugging on the corners of her mouth.

Draco was about to say something, but found it impossible since Professor McGonagall walked in her classroom and immediately began lecturing as soon as she crossed the threshold.

Beaming at Draco and Hermione sitting together, she began, "Class, I know that we have covered the process of becoming an Animagus. But just as a reminder, if you happen to be interested in becoming an Animagus, you may see me after class or any other free time that I have. Now, we will be covering…"

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After a rather long day of classes, Hermione sighed in relief. Shifting her bag to the other side of her shoulder, she suddenly realized that they, meaning Draco and herself, were going to talk about their 'situation.'

'Where the hell is he?' Hermione's thought raced while she searched the corridors.

Just when she was about to turn around the corner, she bumped into the person that she was looking for all along.

Without saying a word, Draco led her towards his room. While they were walking, he didn't say anything to her, so Hermione kept her lips shut as well.

They arrived in front of the painting and the blonde said the password, granting access to the Head Commons Room. Draco let Hermione go inside first and then followed after her. The brunette walked towards the sofas near the fireplace and sat down comfortably on one of the red ones.

Draco shook his head from side to side.

"Always picked the red one over the green," he muttered to himself.

Hermione was about to protest, but decided against it as soon as Draco settled himself next to her. The Slytherin took her small hands into his and started to run a finger over her soft skin. He looked down and didn't bother to glance up at her.

The room was silent for awhile, when Hermione broke the silence.

She took back her hands and settled them on her lap.

"Draco, we really need to talk about this," Hermione said in an urgent voice.

"In other words, you just want to know if we're together… as a couple, right?" Draco asked bluntly.

"I would be lying if I didn't agree to that."

Draco took a deep breath and exhaled loudly, he didn't exactly plan for a discussion. He had expected Hermione to just embrace the fact that he loved her and would do anything for her while she too began to admit that she did have feelings for him. Too bad that it didn't happen that way, and then everything would have been much easier than this.

Hermione could sense the nervousness coming from Draco. The brunette thought for a moment, she wasn't sure if she should say something first. But when she looked back at the Slytherin who had his eyebrows furrowed and eyes set on concentration, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"Draco," she meekly called out.

He didn't answer but only looked at her with questioning eyes.

"I… I don't think you should be the one who needs to talk about our situation."

Hermione began to think of backing out, this all changed when the Slytherin suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Well that wouldn't be so fair now, would it?" Draco smirked.

The brunette thought to herself for awhile.

"What are you thinking about?" he softly asked.

She took a deep breath and told him what she was concerned about.

"I… well, in a not so complicated way to explain this, I'm more concerned about my… our past."

Draco opened his mouth to protest, but before a word got out, Hermione quickly continued.

"I know I should be thinking about the future and such, but you have to admit, it's really hard to forget about the past that we have with each other. If you had told me that you loved me when we were in… say… the fourth year, I would have laughed in your face, say that you were mental, or could've just hexed you."

The blonde frowned, making his facial features grow sharper.

"I guess you're right…" Draco was about to tell her that he would have confessed to her then if Krum hadn't taken her to the Yule Ball, but that story was better saved for later.

Hermione continued, "And I know that you're parents aren't the main factor anymore since they don't even remember what they had done in the past. But would they forget their old life long prejudices against those whose bloodline is 'tainted' with Muggle blood?"

She rolled her eyes when she mentioned the word 'tainted.' Draco could only nod slightly towards the brunette.

"That is another concern, but one other thing that does is, well… my," Hermione took a deep breath, "my parents."

Draco began to realize that after her parents' death, he was pressuring her to be his. Yes, he was sympathetic at times, but mainly the other times he was being extremely selfish and didn't think anything about Hermione's situation.

The brunette could sense that he was somewhat uncomfortable after she had mentioned her parents, but she still had to keep on going.

"Not only that, there is some lunatic who is out there that is attempting to murder me. I- I'm sorry Draco, I don't think this is the right time to-"

"Just tell me straightforward that you're rejecting me," Draco replied without any motion.

"I- I wouldn't say it's a rejection, just a mome-"

"No." He released his hold on Hermione's hand and looked to his side facing away from the brunette. "Just tell me that we can't be together, it's a better way to end this… for me."

"What!" Hermione was flabbergasted. How could he just give up so easily on her? If he really did love her then he wouldn't just throw her away immediately.

"Look, it's obvious that you aren't exactly ready and willing to be with me… ever. So why not end it now and forget that this ever happened," Draco tersely demanded.

The brunette rolled her eyes while exhaling out in an annoyed manner and just got up from the couch. She walked towards the entrance way, but just before leaving, she turned around and glared at the Slytherin.

"If you really loved me then you wouldn't give up so easily." With that, Hermione left immediately.

Draco leaned back and closed his eyes while taking a deep breath, "I didn't give you up as effortlessly as you thought I did. I let you go because it was the right thing to do. I love you, Hermione, more than you can ever imagine."

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The brunette Gryffindor ran back to her room with a tear-stained face. She couldn't believe that he just left her, just like that. How could he!

With angry thoughts, through clenched teeth she hissed the password and went inside her room. Once she was inside, she found that Ginny, Harry, and Ron were in her room, sitting on her bed.

"What are you guys doing here?" she asked in a surprised tone while trying to quickly brush her tears away.

It was a vain attempt to hide her tears, for her friends immediately noticed it when she came in.

"Hermione, what happened?" Ginny asked in a concerned voice.

"I bet on my broomstick that it was Malfoy!" Ron had a disgusted look on his face.

Harry was tense; he couldn't believe that he let Hermione leave with Malfoy.

"It's nothing, seriously," Hermione tried to brush off the concern just as she had brushed away her tears.

"Hermione, it looks as if it is something serious," Ginny quietly replied.

"It's none of your concern," the brunette coldly retorted.

This remark made Harry mad, the anger that was pent up finally released.

"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT IT'S NONE OF OUR BLOODY CONCERN, HERMIONE? WE KNOW THAT YOU WERE WITH MALFOY SO WHEN YOU COME BACK HERE WITH TEARS HOW ELSE ARE WE SUPPOSED TO REACT!"

Hermione glared at the green eyed wizard, "Get out."

"Hermione," he began to say in a softer tone, "just te-"

"I said, GET OUT!"

In defeat, Harry walked out of the room quickly while Ron followed after. Ginny was about to leave, but not without saying anything first.

"He was just concerned, Hermione. It's so hard for him to see you with Draco, and just when he had come to terms that you chose Draco over him, you come in here crying."

"I hadn't expected all of you to be here in my room," the brunette muttered.

"In case you've forgotten, we are your friends. After you and Malfoy had quite a snog during breakfast, we wanted to know what was going on between the two of you. Obviously, it's not going so well." Ginny sighed and waited for Hermione to say something.

There was only silence; just when the red head started to walk to the door, Hermione stopped her before she left.

"Gin, you wouldn't mind staying here tonight, would you?"

"Are you sure?"

"I think I need someone to talk to right now…"

Ginny nodded and walked back over towards Hermione and gave her friend a warm hug while a few more tears started to roll down her cheeks.

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Meanwhile, outside of the Room of Requirements, there was a stout, hooded and cloaked figure hiding behind a tall statue. He was there when Potter and his two red headed friends walked into her room and we was still there when she arrived at her room. And he now he just saw Potter and Weasely leave, but where was the younger one?

He hissed silently to himself, "Strix Struma, eh? Granger, I told you to watch out, but I'm guessing you aren't taking enough precaution to my warnings. We'll see about that this time…"

With a low chuckle, the cloaked figure glided away from his hiding place.

Sorry for the wait, but you have to give me some time to actually write the chapter. I don't have everything done, I'm just starting on the next chapter. I realize that it's a bad idea to do something like that, so for the next stories that I plan on writing, it will be all done beforehand. Ya'll will just have to hang on and wait patiently for the next installments if you please. Thanks.

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i take people's whits: I love being evil.. mwah hahaha. sorry but like I said to princess emerelda, you might have to wait longer for the next chapter. it's going to be angsty and will definately take some time.
AliasLostOc2005: Once more A NEW REVIEWER! WELCOMEEE! Sorry that it was too short, I tried making it longer for you! You're answer to your question on who Hermione chooses is included in this chapter.

IT'S REALLY NICE TO KNOW THAT PEOPLE ARE ENJOYING THIS STORY. THE SUPPORT THAT YOU GUYS ARE GIVING ME REALLY PUSHES ME TO WRITE MORE. Tell you what, I'll give you a deadline, I will try and post a new chapter by... the thirty first. If I don't manage to do so, I'm very very sorry!

Until next time...

xXx33 Susie