Chapter Two

Disclaimer: I own no characters other than Raven, Kairos (the woman!), and the cat Cameo, and I own the plot line. Everything else belongs to my muse, J.K Rowling. So, really, you should be thanking her for this.

(A really short chapter)

Raven woke me up bright and early the next day. She knew there was no way I wouldn't take her to town square to visit the drifters. Some of them would be regulars. But of course, there were always new guys. Most people in this town were scared of them. Maybe they think the drifters have diseases, (which, God knows they probably do!) but you can't catch a disease by talking to someone. Besides, they travel. I think they're cultured.

We were recognized by the groups of people happily. We would chat for ages, and Raven would look through all the trinkets they had brought with them, and play with the occasional kid she'd find. As I watched her play, I realized that I did a suprisingly good job for a single mother. Either that or the dad was just a good guy, and she got his genetics. But, she was polite to everyone, never disobeyed me, and she was very un-prejudiced. She would talk to anyone who would care to listen, which some people might think of as a bad thing, but at least she's accepting.

"Alright Frank, well. I'll see you around! Bye!" I said as I walked away from one of my best friends, Frank.

"KAI?" A voice shouted. I turned around to see if it was Frank calling my name. He was talking to the man next him. I turned around and kept walking.

"I could have sworn I heard my name." I mumbled to myself.

"KAI? KAIROS! OVER HERE!" the voice shouted again. This time I turned back the other direction to see a man with black hair, green eyes and deathly pale skin running towards me with his arms open.

"Kai!" he exclaimed as he enveloped me in a bone-crushing hug. "They told me you died!"

"I'm sorry." I said as I pushed him off me. "Do I know you?" The man looked more confused than I surely did.

"Kai? It's me. Harry."

"I don't know a Harry. I'm sorry. You must have the wrong person." I tried to walk away. But his hand had a death-grip on my arm.

"You're name is Kairos, right?"

"Well, of course it is. I responded, didn't I?"

"Kairos is a very uncommon name, is it not? It's Greek right?"

"Yes..."

"Then I'm sure you're the right person. I only know one Kairos, and she is you."

"I'm sorry! I can not help you find the right Kairos, but I'm quite sure she is NOT me. Now please let me go, Sir." I tried to walk away again, but he wouldn't let go.

"Look, Mister. You have no iea how sorry I am but,..."

"How is your daughter?" He cut me off.

"My daughter?" I looked at him with disbelief. I had never seen this guy before, and I was quite sure he was just trying to screw around with me. Some sort of prank, you know? But...he knew about Raven.

"I don't need to tell you anything..."

"How is OUR daughter."

"OUR daughter?" I was becoming outraged. "OUR DAUGHTER? How dare you joke about that you sick freak! Now let me GO!" I moved to hit him, but his reflexes were too fast, he blocked the punch and held on to my fist.

"I want to show you something, but you need to promise me that you won't run." He said. I thought about it for a minute.

"Alright. Fine. But make it quick."

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a picture that he held up for me to see. It was a picture of him and a very pregnant me. His arm was around me, but the oddest thing was, we were moving. We would every once in awhile, burst into fits of soundless laughter, and he would rub my pregnant tummy and give my cheek kisses, to which my picture would blush. I grabbed the picture from him, my mouth agape, and tried to find the right words. I looked back up at him with tears in my eyes.

"I'm sorry. I don't remember you."