Title: Boy-Who-Lived: Father-To-Be

Author: SweetMercy

Rating: M

Warnings: mpreg, slash, may have small references to HBP, has naughty swear words!

Pairings: RL/HP

Chapter 20: The Allegations Begin

Harry sat at the Gryffindor table fighting the temptation to just collapse and go to sleep. Skylar had refused to go to sleep last night and Harry and Remus had taken it in turns to sit with her until she had finally dozed off. Remus, who was sat at the staff table and eating a bowl of cereal, seemed to take the lack of sleep really well. Harry supposed he was used to it after all the sleepless nights the full moon brought, but Harry was finding it hard to fight off.

"That coffee isn't going to drink itself," said Ginny cheerfully. Harry had been sat still for the passed 5 minutes, just staring at his cup of coffee. He felt he hadn't the strength to extend an arm and lift it up.

"You should have stayed off today if you haven't slept," said Hermione. "We would have told Professor Sprout where you were and I'm sure she would understand."

"I'll be fine later on," he muttered, coming out of his stupor. He reached out with an effort and pulled his cup over to him as the post owls swooped around the hall. He shook his head to wake himself up and took a sip of the coffee.

"Anything interesting?" Ron asked, looking down at the paper Hermione had just unfolded.

"Not really," she muttered, flicking through and scanning its pages. "Something about some shops in Knockturn Alley being searched by Ministry officials - about time if you ask me…a couple of arrests down in Manchester – some kids under the imperious curse…uh oh."

"What?" They all abandoned their breakfast and looked towards her.

"It looks like they have some new, devious reporter working for them…she has no proof, it's just speculation…and it is the Gossip Column…but this might cause a few problems…"

"What?" they asked again.

"This," she said and she pointed at a small article.

A Little too Friendly? By Lola Joy

By now, you are all familiar with the recent events surrounding Harry Potter. On the evening of the 24th October he gave birth to not one, but three babies; one boy and two girls. It has also come to our attention that yesterday the 'Chosen One' resumed his education at Hogwarts School. What we weren't aware of however, was that a Mr Remus Lupin, a teacher at Hogwarts and a personal friend of Mr Potter's, was in the delivery room when the young man gave birth. Reliable sources also say that the two wizards are a lot closer than any strictly 'student-teacher' relationship should be. According to witnesses, Mr Lupin is rumoured to have entered Mr Potter's private rooms at the school, not leaving until the morning after. Is this just one friend offering innocent help to the other, or could there be more to this than meets the eye? Watch this space.

Harry finished reading the article and looked up, aware of many eyes flashing in his direction then swivelling around to look at Professor Lupin. He was sure that many of them wouldn't believe it, but then again, this was Hogwarts – Gossip Capital of the Country. Even if they didn't believe it and passed it off as rubbish, they were still going to talk about it and look for all the reasons why it could and could not be true.

"Looks like everyone's read it," said Ron, casting an eye around the chattering hall.

"Just ignore it Harry," said Hermione, leaning over to him. "It's just gossip; they'll get bored of talking about it eventually."

"But its public gossip," Harry said, "This isn't just some Hogwarts thing, is it? It's gone public."

"Oh, come on," said Ginny, with an encouraging smile. "Who is going to believe that Harry Potter is screwing a teacher? You know your not and that's the important thing."

But she was, of course, wrong. They may not exactly be 'screwing' at the moment, what with the babies to take care of, but they were together and this Lola Joy person seemed to be heading in the right direction.

"I want to know who these 'witnesses' are," said Ron. "Nobody other than a Gryffindor and a teacher can get to your room so it must have been one of them who saw Remus go in."

"Wait a minute," said Ginny suspiciously, "Professor Lupin did stay the night?"

"Well yeah," said Harry thinking fast, "But only because I was struggling with the triplets. He's a close friend, you know he is."

"Anyway," said Ron, "These witnesses. What do you reckon? Gryffindors?"

"But I thought they all promised to keep anything that happened on Gryffindor territory just between the house?" said Ginny. "They've been a real help so far; they've squashed loads of rumours."

"But not all rumours are going to be beaten," said Hermione wisely, "And not all Gryffindors are going to keep quiet about what goes on."

They sat in thoughtful silence for a moment or two, Ron picking at his breakfast. Harry could tell that they wanted to say something to him but couldn't say it in front of Ginny.

Harry didn't really know what to think of the article. He knew that when The Daily Prophet got onto something, they usually followed it through until they got the 'inside scoop' but he wasn't that worried. It was only in the gossip column after all. There was nothing to worry about until the story hit 'main news' status and Harry didn't see that happening any time soon.

After a few more moments silence Ginny seemed to take the hint and she stood up in a huff and left to go and talk to Luna at the Ravenclaw table.

"We're going to have to keep an eye out," said Ron as soon as she had gone, "Especially if there're Gryffindors reporting things to the papers."

"And you're going to have to be careful," Hermione said to Harry. "Remus will have to stop staying over."

"Look," said Harry, banging his coffee cup down on the table, "I am not putting my life on hold because of some stupid article. It's my life and I can do what the hell I like with it. Besides, I need help taking care of the babies and he is their father."

"But Harry, if this gets…"

"Nothing can get out," he said. "None of them know what goes on in my room so how can anything possibly get out? All they've got to talk about is how we're close friends and he stays over to look after the babies with me. Not much of a story is it?"

But by the end of the week, Harry thought he was going to scream. Similar articles had appeared in other wizarding papers and magazines and Harry suspected that there wasn't one single person in the entire castle that hadn't heard about it. Students were staring more than usual when they passed in the corridors, some looking at him with disgusted faces, others winking at him and cheering. To his annoyance, Snape found the recent article something of great interest and he and the Slytherins never failed to smirk at him whenever they saw him. He knew the Slytherins didn't believe the article, but since when did something like that ever stop them from teasing Harry?

Remus was having an easier time than Harry was as he was a teacher and most of the students didn't dare ask him the same questions they had been asking Harry. He just acted as though the article meant nothing to him and got on with his work. The teachers seemed to think it was all just some childish rumour and they made sure to give detention to anyone caught discussing it. Professor Lupin, they said, was a very respectable teacher and shouldn't be talked about in such a manner.

As November rolled on, the gossip about Harry and Remus seemed to disappear, as they had predicted, and was replaced with talk about other people's relationships; apparently, Terry Boot had slept with someone or other…Harry didn't really pay much attention; he was just glad that his name wasn't coming up as often as it had.

Remus and Sirius still weren't talking to each other but Harry had learnt to accept it. On the few occasions that the two men had ended up in the same room together, both had pretended that the other didn't exist. Harry had tired a dozen times to get conversation flowing between them again but it was no use; Harry had never known either of them to be this stubborn. In the end, Harry had given up.

The babies, now a month old, had started to make the cutest little sounds Harry had ever heard. True, it was just the occasional 'ah' and 'goo' but Harry's heart melted all the same. They had also started to respond to sound. If Harry closed a cupboard door they would all turn to look in the direction the noise had come from. Harry marvelled at how well they seemed to be developing. He found he could just look at them for hours at a time, just watching the babies move around. He would watch their big, baby eyes darting curiously around the room, would watch them trying to form other little sounds with their mouths; he felt a sense of pride in knowing that he had helped create them.

He and Remus were spending more time together as the weeks went by. As soon as school finished for the day, Remus would be there. He would stay with him for most of the weekend, not caring what the gossips said; these were his children and he was going to be there for them.

By the end of November however, Harry and Remus still hadn't managed to sleep with each other. Whenever they were both in the mood they would be interrupted by the triplets, and when they had some free time to themselves, they were too exhausted to even think about it. Although Christmas was still a month away, Harry had his heart set on spending a romantic, baby-free, night with Remus.

In the first week of December, Harry decided to take the babies out into the grounds. For winter, it wasn't that cold and even if it had been, Harry would have taken them out anyway. They had been cooped up in Gryffindor Tower for a month and they needed fresh air. Harry and Remus had had a lot of fun trying to get the babies to wear the little gloves, coats, and hats that they had bought for them and when they were all wrapped up Remus had levitated the prams downstairs and Harry, Ron, and Hermione had carried the babies. As soon as they reached the empty Entrance Hall, Ron and Hermione said goodbye and went off to Hogsmeade to do some shopping.

Harry set off out into the grounds with Skylar wrapped up nice and warm - and greatly resembling a pink marshmallow - in her pram. Remus accompanied him, pushing Joshua and Leanna. They walked slowly around the grounds, staying clear of the forest and lake – Harry had been paranoid that some creature would jump out and knick the prams or they could simply fall into the icy water and be eaten by the giant squid. They walked in silence for a few minutes, listening to the little noises the babies were making and watching them look up at the castle with something that might have been awe.

"We're going to have to get them checked over," said Remus as they strolled passed Hagrid's hut.

"For what?" asked Harry.

"The werewolf gene," he told him and Harry nodded. He remembered Sirius telling him about it last month but he had completely forgotten.

"I'll book them in for next week," he said, "Remind me."

Remus nodded but didn't say anything. He continued to push the pram, looking down at his children fondly.

"I'm sure they haven't got it," said Harry as if he knew what Remus was thinking. "And even if they have, we can deal with it."

"But what if the gene becomes active? What if they actually become…a werewolf?"

"Then we'll deal with that as well," said Harry. They continued to walk in silence, welcoming the gentle winter breeze on their faces. The babies seemed to be enjoying it, even if they didn't know what was going on.

"Whilst we're at the hospital getting them checked, we can also get the birth certificates signed," said Harry. "We've left it long enough."

"Really?" Remus smiled over at him and Harry smiled back.

"Yeah," he said, "No matter how many arguments we have, you're still their father. And then maybe we can think of getting them christened."

They walked for just over an hour, talking about anything in general. The fresh air seemed to be working wonders on the babies as they were all snuggling down into their blankets and falling asleep. It seemed impossible that three beautiful things such as themselves had managed to cause so much trouble for Harry and Remus and had created world wide gossip. They were so oblivious to the stir their existence had caused.

They were just starting to head back towards the castle steps when there was a sudden flash of fire in mid air and a red and gold feather floated to the ground. After Harry had straightened up (he had dived over the prams to 'protect the babies from canon fire') he looked over at Remus who was picking up the feather with a heavy sigh.

"I have to go," he informed Harry. "Order meeting."

"But the babies are asleep and the castle is practically empty," whined Harry. "I was thinking me and you could spend some quality time together." By 'quality time together' he meant 'I want to fuck you through the mattress' and Remus knew it.

"I'm sorry sweetie," he said, blushing slightly, "But its Order business, you know…"

"When do we ever get this kind of opportunity?" Harry moaned.

"I know," he said sympathetically, "But it can't be helped."

"Fine," he sighed, "I understand. You better get going otherwise you're going to be late."

Remus pulled him into a hug and Harry placed a kiss to his cheek before watching the man set off down the path that led to Hogsmeade.

More than Just a Hug? By Lola Joy

Yesterday afternoon Harry Potter was seen in the Hogwarts grounds taking his three 1 month old children for a spot of fresh air. Now this may seem like an innocent, everyday thing to do but when you add Professor Remus Lupin to the equation we, at The Daily Prophet, can't help but wonder. The pair were seen strolling around the grounds with the three young babies yesterday around mid-day when most of the students were visiting the local village, Hogsmeade. Sources say that they could see that the student and teacher were talking but were unable to hear what was being discussed. However, at the end of this would-be romantic stroll, the pair were seen hugging and, as you can see in the picture, a small kiss was exchanged. This news only furthers rumours of an illegal relationship but, unfortunately, nothing can be proved. This reporter will be making further investigations. Watch this space.

And accompanied with the article was a small photo of Harry and Remus hugging. Harry watched his picture self place a kiss to Remus' cheek and cursed inwardly; The Daily Prophet was getting too close to the truth.

He folded up the paper and placed it down on the table, feeling a lot more apprehensive than he felt was necessary. He had thought (well, hoped) that the first article that had appeared in the gossip column would be the last and that they wouldn't have to deal with anymore nasty, but true, rumours. He was, however, sadly mistaken.

"You've seen it then?" said Hermione's voice and he looked up to see her and Ron coming in through the door. Ron sat down next to him and dropped a pile of newspapers on the table in front of Harry.

"It's everywhere," Ron informed him. "The Wizard Times, Weekend Wizardry, Hogsmeade Herald…it's in all the local papers and most of the national ones. I'll bet you anything it's in tomorrows Witch Weekly."

"All the gossip magazines will have it by next week as well," said Hermione sounding slightly put-out.

"It hasn't gone main news or anything," said Ron as if trying to cheer Harry up. "So far it's only appeared in the paper's gossip/scandal columns, so chances are people aren't going to believe it."

But that wasn't true and he knew it. If the gossip had spread to such a large scale then more and more people were likely to think that there was some truth behind the rumours, especially if it was going to be published in main stream scandal magazines as Hermione said it would.

"The Daily Prophet seems to be everyone's main source though," said Hermione, putting her feet up on the sofa, "Which obviously isn't a good thing because that's the only international paper that has the so called 'story'."

As The Daily Prophet was Britain's most popular international paper, it made sense that all the other countries were picking up on the news as well. As soon as The Daily Prophet made it world wide news all the other country's independent papers would write about it.

"I can't believe this Lola person," said Ron, looking down at her name in the paper. "It kind of makes you wish we had Rita back, doesn't it?"

"Rita! That's it!"

"What?" Harry looked over at Hermione who had a smile on her face.

"We get you to give her another interview," she said simply.

"Oh no," he said, shaking his head. "I am not giving her another interview."

"Why not?" she asked, "She helped out loads last time and…"

"Do you really think she is going to write for The Quibbler again?" asked Ron. "And for free? We were lucky she did it last time."

"You didn't let me finish, Ronald," she said rolling her eyes. "I was going to say that Harry could give her an interview and she could go to The Daily Prophet with it and say she managed to get an interview; they're bound to let her publish it."

"I dunno Hermione," Harry said slowly, running his fingers through his hair. "I really don't think more publicity is what's needed right now."

"The whole world is under the impression that you and Professor Lupin are sleeping together," she said matter-of-factly. "Something has to be done."

"No," said Harry, "It's just gossip, remember? If it becomes main stream news then yeah, I'll think about giving the interview, but until then…" He trailed off, certain that he didn't have to say anymore to get his point across. Besides, how long could Lola Joy go on writing about him?

"I'm Harry Potter, I'm here to see Healer Neeson."

Harry and Remus were stood in the busy reception area of St Mungo's hospital, the babies all in their prams. Harry had remembered to book the triplets in for a check up and Remus was with him because - and Harry thought it was really obvious - he couldn't handle three babies alone, especially in a public place where anything could happen. He had been sure that they would be left alone at the Hospital as there were plenty of other parents here who knew how hard it was to look after one baby let alone three. Knowing the hardships of parenthood they should therefore understand why Remus was here with him. Everybody, however, still seemed to think that the both of them being here with the babies was definitely something to be curious about.

It had been a week since the second article had appeared and they were both receiving many glances from passers by. Hermione had been right when she had said that the gossip magazines would be publishing something about it all; whenever he walked down the Hogwarts corridors he was almost always certain to come across a student immersed in Wicked Whispers, or Scandal Mag. The teachers were still all adamant that there was no truth in the ridiculous rumours that had swept the world and were giving out more detentions with every passing day. Harry was, once again, the centre of attention at school. Everyone wanted to talk to him and ask him questions and the picture of Remus and himself – which they all seemed to feel was proof enough that something was going on between the two – was popping up everywhere. Someone, a Slytherin no doubt, had taken the liberty to make copies of the photo and post them up around the school and, try as the teachers might to get rid of them all, more and more kept appearing.

It wasn't just at school where Harry seemed to be the centre of attention. As Voldemort hadn't made a move in quite a while now, the public seemed to be desperately clinging to Harry. Harry was the one who had to win this war for them so any news about their 'saviour' was welcomed with open arms.

"She should be with you shortly," said the witch behind the desk. "If you'd just like to take a seat."

Harry pushed one of the prams over to the crowded waiting area and sat down next to a grumpy looking wizard who had a girl of about 5 sat on his knee. Remus sat down on Harry's other side and wheeled the pram around to try and keep the babies safe from prying eyes.

"They're lovely children," said the wizard next to him. "Look very healthy and happy."

"Thanks," said Harry, trying to manage a smile.

"How old are they now?" he asked, looking down at Skylar who stared back up with twinkling green eyes.

"Six weeks," Harry replied.

"They're lovely at that age," he said, nodding his head. "Enjoy it whilst you can; they soon grow up to become little nightmares. As soon as they hit the terrible twos you'll be wishing they were still six weeks old again, you mark my words."

"How old is yours?" Harry asked, nodding towards the toddler that was now staring fixedly at the little girl across from her who was eating an ice cream with a smug grin, sitting in her mothers lap.

"Almost five now," he sighed. "Toddlers are just awful; very demanding. But," he added fondly, "I wouldn't swap her for anything." He looked back at Harry then nodded towards Remus. "I've heard what they've been saying about you two," he said to Harry. "A load of bull...well, a load of rubbish if you ask me. You'd think the papers would have enough respect for you to leave you alone, especially after everything you've been through. Don't let it get to you lad."

"I try not to," he said with a smile. "But I'm sort of used to it by now."

Before the man could reply, the witch over at the desk called out his name and he and Remus stood up and wheeled the prams around.

"It was nice to meet you," he smiled at the man before departing from the room. They passed the woman with the little girl and Harry felt many pairs of eyes following them. Thankfully, the door was near and he rushed through it and out of sight, Remus right behind him. They followed the witch down a short corridor and turned into a room.

"Mr Potter, lovely to see you again," smiled Healer Neeson as she looked over at them from her desk. She was in her usual lime green robes and her long, red hair was tied back neatly. "And you too Mr Lupin. And how are these little angels?" She got up and peered inside the prams at the two sleeping babies Remus had just wheeled around.

"Fine," said Harry.

"No problems?" she asked, looking up at them.

"No," said Harry. "They've been as good as gold. No problems at all."

"Well, that's really good to hear," she smiled, sitting back down and scribbling something on a piece of parchment. "What about their sleep patterns? Are they sleeping when they should?"

"Yup," Harry smiled. "They don't sleep as much as they used to though, but I figured that's all part of the process."

"Indeed," she smiled. "And how about you two? How are the proud parents getting along?"

"We're ok," said Remus. "We have a babysitter during the day and we alternate shifts during the night if one of the babies is having trouble sleeping. But apart from that, everything's fine."

"And what about you two as a couple?" she asked.

"Well," said Harry slowly, with a small smile at Remus, "We've had our fair share of arguments but we always get back together."

"Well that's only to be expected," she smiled. "A new baby can be a great strain on a relationship, and you've got three. Now," she said, becoming serious again. "How are things in the bedroom?"

"Oh," said Harry slightly flustered at being asked such a personal question all of a sudden. "Things are…well we, erm…we share a bed."

"And?" she prompted.

"And we sleep in it," said Harry. She looked over at them with raised eyebrows.

"We don't really have time for, erm…sex and stuff," Remus muttered.

"Ok," she said, "If you don't mind me asking, when was the last time you two had sex with each other?"

"That would have to be…er…well, the last time we slept together was, erm…it was…"

"When our children were conceived," Remus finished Harry's sentence for him.

"But that was 10 months ago," she said looking slightly shocked.

"I know," said Harry. "We couldn't when I was pregnant because…things were just really complicated. And since the babies have arrived we just haven't had the time, what with my school and Remus's work and looking after the triplets…there's just no time to do…stuff."

"Well we're going to have to change that," she said, turning back to her desk and undoing a draw. She pulled out a small book and looked back at them.

"I want you two to read this," she said, handing it to Remus. "While sex isn't the central part of a relationship, it is important. The book explains it all; you can't afford to wait until the babies are old enough to be left alone for half an hour or so, you can't wait for the right moment; it's about taking any chance you can get, no matter where you might be at the time. You don't even have to have sex; just take some time out to cuddle one another. It's really important you do otherwise your lives are going to become some business routine. Being intimate is very important right now, ok? You need some 'you' time."

"I think we can do that," said Harry looking at Remus, who smiled back at him. "And the Christmas Holidays start next week, it might be easier to find some time."

"There we go," Healer Neeson smiled. "It's working already. Now," she clapped her hands and turned to look at the babies again, "About the werewolf gene."

"You can test them for it, right?" Remus asked.

"Yes, but we're going to need a DNA sample from all of them," she said.

"Can't you use the sample you took from them for the paternity test?" asked Harry.

"I'm afraid not," she told him. "This time we need a blood sample."

"As in, take blood from them?" asked Harry. "Wouldn't that hurt them?"

"Only for a second," she assured him. "We can use magic to numb the pain, don't worry."

"And when will we have the results?" Remus asked.

"In a week," she said. "And as I know you'll both be busy at Hogwarts, I can come over there and tell you in person so there's no hassle."

"And what happens if one of them is positive?" asked Harry. "I heard you had a potion you could give them to make it less likely the gene will become active."

"That is correct," she answered. "Taking the potion once a day reduces the chances of it becoming active by 75. However, that does still leave a 25 chance that the gene will become active if the child contracts a serious illness, God forbid. It also leaves a 25 chance that the gene will be passed on to their children."

"25 is still kind of high," said Remus worriedly.

"But 75 is higher," Harry reassured him. "And even if they do become a werewolf, you'll be there to help them through it as well as the wolfsbane potion."

"I'd really rather they didn't have it at all though," he muttered. "I really don't think I could stand watching my own child go through that."

"We'll do everything we can to help them," said Harry, placing a comforting arm on Remus' shoulder. "We're going to love them no matter what happens. You've learnt to deal with it really well and I'm sure you'd be a great help looking after them if they had it."

Remus didn't say anything but nodded all the same and Harry turned to look back at the Healer who was preparing the needles.

It had happened again. They just couldn't escape the public eye. Whether they were strolling around the castle grounds or making a visit to the hospital, some one was always going to be watching them. The article that had appeared was pretty much confirmation of that.

Could the Professor be the Father? By Lola Joy

Yesterday afternoon I myself become witness to the antics of Harry Potter and Remus Lupin. I had been given a tip off from an anonymous source that the 'Chosen One' would be making a visit to St Mungo's hospital along with his new children, so I decided to go undercover. When I arrived there however, I was stunned to see that Mr Potter was once again accompanied by his teacher. I sat and watched from across the waiting room with my niece as the young man engaged in friendly conversation with another father. This may all seem innocent enough but what was Mr Lupin doing there? It has already been revealed that Lupin was in the room with Harry when he gave birth and since that moment we have seen the two exchanging a kiss. Could all of the recent familiarity between the two men suggest that the Professor has a lot more to do with the babies than just playing the 'friendly Uncle'? Watch this space.

Harry was really starting to become furious. Not only was all of this an invasion of privacy, but it was endangering his children. The world was more than aware that Harry was at the top of Voldemort's most wanted list, they knew that Death Eaters could strike at any moment, so why did they continue to thrust Harry into the lime light? Someone was going to get seriously hurt and, if Harry had anything to do with it, it would be this Lola Joy.

"She said she was there," Hermione pointed out. "She said she was witness to it all. Did you see anyone who looked suspicious?"

"The room was full of people," said Harry, "It could have been any one of them."

"Well, we know it was a girl," said Ron thoughtfully, "So it couldn't have been a guy."

"Oh, well done Ron," he muttered sarcastically. "Rocket science, that is."

"Harry," Hermione warned, "We're only trying to help. Don't get so snappy."

"But we're going round in circles," he groaned. "We're not getting anywhere. Besides, weren't you the one that said it was only in the gossip column and that people wouldn't pay that much attention to it?"

"Yes," she said, "But it has gone far beyond that now. It may still be only gossip but it's making headlines. It's all over the front pages of magazines and I even heard someone talking about it on the WWN this morning. I really think it can be classed as main stream news now Harry."

"Well, what the hell am I supposed to do about it?" he snapped. "I can't control what the papers write about."

"Don't you think it's time you thought about giving…"

"No," he said sternly. "I am not giving anyone any interviews, is that clear?"

"But Harry…"

"No," he said. "And that's final. Now, can we please change the subject?"

But as Harry sat and listened to the other two chat about something or other, he knew that something had to be done about it. It had become such a talked about thing that he wouldn't be surprised if the authorities at the Ministry started to take them seriously and that was dangerous territory to get himself into. The last thing he needed was to be dragged up in front of the Ministry and questioned about his love life. Something had to be done, but turning to Rita would be a last resort only.

A/N: Wow! Over 400 reviews! When I started this I never expected this many! Thank you SO much!

BUT next weeks update is going to be late because I'm on a College trip. But as soon as I get back it'll be up and posted.

Shadow-Hawk Opal: When you said Albus/Serverus then...well, I gota bit worried, lol. Don't worry, I plan on bringing Snape into it more. I actually feel like starting a HPSS fic but can't since I haven't the time...bit I do love Sanpe. He's such an interseting character.

Sophie Malfoy: Awww, that's so sweet of you tosay.Thank you!

HoshiHikari: No, the students didn't see or hear anything, but as you can gather from this chapter the news IS starting to spread. Mwhahaha!

Faery Goddyss: lol, you don't sound to sure. I know it's not everyones 'cup of tea' but I'm glad you're intrigued.