A/N: I've had several reviewers ask about Draco and Harry's soul songs. Harry's is Breathe No More by Evanescence (new and on the soundtrack to the movie Electra). Draco's is In the Light by Full Blown Rose.
A/N2: I now have a BETA and she is wonderful. Thank you Shuuichi Shindou Uesugi!
Chapter Eight
Narcissa followed the Headmaster to the infirmary silently. The halls were empty as the students were all in their afternoon classes, and she was glad of this. Seeing her at school and heading to the hospital wing was sure to cause rumors to fly, if they weren't already. Rumors were always bad until you had a good handle on the situation and decided exactly which rumors you wanted spread.
When Dumbledore opened the doors, she was only mildly surprised that all the beds were empty. The Headmaster looked back at her curiously, ready to answer any questions she may be now willing to voice, but Narcissa only looked back at him. He smiled and took her to another door. This was open and showed Madam Pomfrey at her desk in her office. The nurse looked up and smiled at them.
"Albus. Ms. Malfoy." She nodded her head in greeting. "They just finished lunch. Perfect timing."
Narcissa made sure to memorize the sequence of books to tap at the bookcase and stepped forward with the Headmaster as a door was revealed. She was more surprised, though she didn't show it, that the nurse didn't step up to come with them. The door opened without password or key, the bookcase seemingly the room's only protection, and they walked into a large bedroom.
Severus was sitting in the far corner on the other side of a queen-size bed, reading a book. Curiously, two highchairs were standing against the wall by the bed closest to her and against the left wall were a spilled toy chest and two small children. Narcissa moved on to see if there was any other door that her Draco could be behind, but her eyes snapped back to the children. The second time she looked at them she immediately recognized her child, and her breath caught.
The two boys' heads came up and looked at the intruders. And their two reactions couldn't have been more different. They both leapt to their little feet, but the black haired child ran screaming toward Severus. His cries of fear wrapping around Narcissa's heart, but her attention was distracted as the little Draco ran forward and plowed into her legs. She couldn't stop the small smile from gracing her lips. She had loved raising Draco and had often wished she could have had more children. She knelt and wrapped her son in her arms, humming into his silky hair.
"Mommy! You came!" His piping voice yelled right in her ear.
She laughed, "Of course, darling dragon. Did you doubt I would come?"
"You gone a long time." The blonde explained pulling a bit away to place a wet kiss on her cheek.
She looked down at him in the long muggle T-shirt and wrinkled her nose. The blonde's thin hair was also tangled and his eyes were red-rimmed from crying. She frowned and looked up to the Head master and said, "Have I?"
"They've been like this since late Monday night." He explained. "That might seem a very long time to his young mind."
"I am well aware what time is like for a child." She responded stiffly, tightening her arms protectively, and then she looked back down at her child. "Why were you crying, dragon?"
Draco lowered his head in shame, "I was bad."
"What do you mean?" She lifted his chin with a gentle finger.
"I have a bad temper and Daddy is mad at me because of my be'avor. I made Baby sad."
"Baby?" She asked and the little boy pointed to the corner where Severus was now standing, cradling the still quietly crying child. Again she found herself looking up at the Headmaster.
Dumbledore smiled back, "He's Harry Potter. He seems to have developed a large fear of strangers. Only Severus can handle him without the boy being terrified. We were hoping he would take to you so that you could care for the boys during the day."
"I have my son." She said evenly. "What do I care about that boy?"
Dumbledore opened his mouth, but Draco distracted him by yanking himself from his mother's arms and backing away from his mother. His face was twisted in anger, suspicion, and fear.
"I stay with Baby." He said, staring at her.
"Draconis." She said warningly. Whenever she used that tone, Draco knew to obey. Never in his life, at any age, had he gone against her when she used it. And that was because she didn't use it very often or without very good reason. She used it now because Harry Potter was a target. She did not, under any circumstance, want her son in the near vicinity of the marked child.
"Mommy." Draco said sadly. "I'm sorry. I have to stay with Baby."
She stared as he turned and ran to Severus, wrapping his little arms around the man's legs. She stood abruptly, furious, and spun to face the Headmaster. Dumbledore raised his hands in surrender.
"Little Harry is upset by so many of us in here. Why don't I leave and let you talk to Professor Snape? He will explain everything you need to know."
Narcissa watched the old man leave and turned to face the Potions Master. She had known Severus for a very long time. She had named him godfather to her only child, had been his ally while they attended school. He was a trustworthy man; intelligent and cold, but not completely heartless. He was practical and clever. In all the years she had known him, through thousands of circumstances, she had never seen him as he was now.
Severus was looking down at Draco, his long hair falling across half his face, but not quite hiding the faint blush touching his high cheekbones. Despite his stiff posture, his arms were gently wrapped around the distressed child-Harry, rubbing his back. She remembered vividly his being uncomfortable around Draco when he really had been this young, but that didn't show in his gestures now. Something had happened to him. So she decided to release all her emotions and to hear the godfather of her child out.
"Explain this to me, Severus. What has happened?"
Severus shifted the boy in his arms and she saw that he was wearing little glasses and had his thumb firmly in his mouth while tears still streamed silently down his cheeks. It was a heart melting sight, but she didn't let herself become moved. Unfortunately (or fortunately for Harry), that would be more difficult as the scene played out.
"Harry? Dumbledore is gone. Are you alright now?" Severus asked gently and the boy hid his face in Severus' chest. The man sighed and ran his fingers through the messy black hair. Getting caught naturally (Harry hadn't had his hair brushed recently either), but Severus worked out the tangles gently to remove his hand. "I'm sorry I didn't warn you people were going to come. I didn't know. Maybe you can sit and play with Draco and I'll bring the lady over into the corner with me, away from you. Would that be alright?"
Harry shook his head sharply as he clung even tighter to Severus.
"Is just Mommy, Baby. Is alright." Draco said gently, head tilted all the way back to stare up at them. "I'm here."
Severus knelt and lifted Draco in his other arm. The blonde immediately began petting Harry as he tried to sooth him. He walked toward the toy chest and gestured with his head for Narcissa to go past him toward the chair. She did as she was asked, enthralled by what she was witnessing, and sat. Severus knelt again and Draco stood. He tried to disentangle Harry, but the boy began to cry loudly.
"Harry, what are you afraid of? I'll stand between you and the lady, and Draco will be right here with you."
Harry still clung, beginning to get really upset. His breaths came loud and gasping and snot began streaming from his nose. Severus sat and rocked him. Draco stood and stoked Harry's hair, murmuring sweetly just as Severus did. It took a couple minutes to calm the boy. But again Harry threatened to begin crying when Severus tried to let him go.
"What is it, Harry? Tell me." He practically begged.
The boy looked to Draco, sucking his thumb. Then his eyes flicked away before staring hard back into Draco's eyes. Severus was glad the blonde understood the message because he had no clue. Draco looked up at Severus with a serious face.
"Baby is afraid of the door. How do we fix that, Daddy?" He looked like he was about to cry himself.
Severus sighed and petted Draco, "I was afraid this might happen. Damn Albus. He should have warned me, or knocked or something. He knows how Harry is." He shook his head and focused on Draco again. "Thank you, Draco. You are a big help. You are being a very well behaved boy."
The blonde's tears disappeared and he smiled happily. He knew that meant he was completely forgiven for earlier and he hugged Harry excitedly. Harry smiled tearfully back, but still hung on to Severus tightly with his free hand. Severus stood and pointed his wand at the door. A few incantations later, a wooden bar was sealing the door shut from the inside.
"There. Do you see that, Harry?" Severus asked, looking down into wet and frightened eyes. "I locked it. No one can come in unless I take that down. See?"
He went to the door and pulled. It hit the large wooden bar now across it and wouldn't open. Harry watched all this solemnly. Draco stood at Severus' side, agreeing that the door wouldn't open now. Harry looked down at the blonde and Draco nodded firmly. Harry nodded back very slightly and Severus relaxed.
"Do you think I could put you down with the toys so you could play with Draco? I need to talk to that lady. She'll stay in the chair. I promise. And before she gets up, I'll come over and pick you up. Is that okay?"
Harry nodded slowly and reluctantly let himself be placed on the floor. He was still sucking his thumb and refused to really play. He watched Draco and smiled at the blonde's attempts to make him laugh. Severus knew that was the best he was going to get and went over to Narcissa.
She was watching him steadily and it made heat rise in his face again, but then he felt a strange surge of strength rise up in him and the color went away. He would protect Harry. And nothing would get in the way of that. He would convince Narcissa that Draco had to stay, even if she decided she couldn't be the one to help during the day. The blonde boy was obviously key to Harry's mental health.
"Narcissa." He said evenly.
She raised an eyebrow, still watching him, but said nothing.
"I guess I should start at the beginning." And he did. He told her everything that he had witnessed since Harry Potter had come off the train. He didn't feel he needed to keep anything secret. Not even the worst Harry had experienced. She would never tell the Dark Lord or any Dark supporters. And he didn't think she'd tell the gossip columns or even put the scandal in her own paper.
Not because it wouldn't be right, but because what he was telling her was the pain of a child and Narcissa was a good mother. She loved her son, loved all children. She had always put Draco's needs before her own, and still did. Always. She raised him right; with love and healthy discipline. If she was now a hard woman, it was because that was what she had to become to best protect her son. And by the end of Severus' telling, an hour and a half later, she was no longer stiff. She was looking on both boys with worry.
"I'm sorry, Severus." She said softly. "I really am. What that boy went through is…unspeakable. I would do much to try and help him, but I will not sacrifice my son."
"Narcissa." He said, reaching out to her hands.
"No, Severus. He is marked. The Dark Lord is determined to kill that poor child. Draco will be nowhere near him when that happens. If they are bonded, maybe distance will weaken it."
"You know it doesn't work that way." Severus said lowly, harshly, his dark eyes burning.
"You don't even know if they are bonded. It could have ended once they were turned four." She argued. "I am taking Draco back to the manor and caring for him there."
"Narcissa." He said more urgently, hand clenching around hers. "It's not safe there."
"The manor has shifted location once Draco was made Lord Malfoy. No one knows the location until Draco himself tells it, and I don't believe he had told anyone but me and you. And even if Lucius should get out of prison, which is very unlikely, the title of Head of the Family will not revert. Lucius made the mistake that allowed his first born from his first magically bonded marriage to inherit his place. The position is unchangeable once adopted. And you are a Death Eater still, spying for Dumbledore. You are a big target yourself." She told him. Her eyes burned back at him with a mother's determination to protect her child. "To be honest, neither of the boys are safe with you. We're leaving. I'm sorry. I really am."
"Harry's mind is too fragile right now to take Draco from him." Severus practically screamed at her, but somehow kept his voice low so as not to disturb the children. "You will kill that innocent boy."
"Severus."
"No. It's the truth. If you take Draco, Harry will die. Die because of you." He whispered viciously. "You would have killed that child. And for nothing. Draco and Harry both are as safe as they can be in these times. Hogwarts is well protected. And I can protect them despite my position with the Dark Lord. My knowledge of darkness can be used to protect them better than anyone else. Even you. Lucius kept you ignorant of the more powerful workings, but I am not.
"And don't fool yourself, Narcissa. Harry may be a target, and I may be a potential one, but Draco is also wanted by the Dark Lord. I know! I've been to the meetings. The Dark Lord had been so sure Draco would be his minion, and his public neutrality and support of his father's imprisonment has made him a target as well. The Death Eaters have been given permission to kill him if they found an opportunity to do it without getting caught.
"Only his attendance here has saved him from assassination attempts that Draco may or may not have been able to survive. Before the spell turned them young again, I made the decision to teach him how to defend himself against such unseen and unexpected attacks, despite Dumbledore's disapproval. Because I have the knowledge to help him protect himself. Because he is my godson. I care about his safety, too, Narcissa. And I care about Harry's. Their best chance is together and here within these walls where I can watch them, teach them, and where Pomfrey can monitor them. We are still not sure how this spell will play out.
"Don't do it, Narcissa. Don't take Draco. Stay here with him and help me keep them safe and healthy. I may know spells to protect them, but I don't know how to care for children. I need your help. Draco needs you. Harry needs you, too. Please, Narcissa."
They stared at each other. Narcissa fought tears. She wanted to protect her son, but was unsure what would be best for him. She hadn't known the Dark Lord had put a price on Draco's head and that terrified her, but Draco had made his choice. She had to support that. But still, letting him stay beside Harry Potter, destined to be surrounded by death, wasn't a good choice either. And Draco hadn't willingly placed himself there. He had been willing to help his peer behind the scenes, but this was something else entirely.
"Mommy? Daddy?" Draco said softly and they turned slowly to look down at him. He stood straight, as if at attention. Harry was still by the box of toys, stance tense and worried. They looked back at Draco and he said, "We're thirsty."
Severus nodded and gestured him to go back to Harry, but the blonde hesitated. "Please don't fight," he said softly before running back to the smaller boy. They watched as the boys embraced and then went back to playing quietly. Severus noticed Harry's thumb was still in his mouth. He turned to look back at Narcissa.
"At least, give it a try. You can always leave later, but there is no way to take back the damage caused once you do take Draco away."
Narcissa watched the boys play for a moment before giving in, "Alright, Severus. I'll give you two days to convince me that staying here is best for Draco."
"Thank you." He nodded and stood. He went to the boys and opened his arms to Harry. The boy went to him quickly and Severus held him close. "Harry, I'm going to call Dobby and ask him to bring you drinks. Don't be afraid. Dobby!"
"Yes, Master Snape sir?" The elf popped in. Harry hid his face so he wouldn't see, but he didn't start crying. Severus looked over at Narcissa, silently asking what he should order the boys for a drink.
She smiled weakly and wiped away her tears, "Two sippy cups of cool water, please, Dobby."
"Yes, ma'am." And Dobby popped away. A second later he was back and gave both cups to Draco. "Is that all, sir?"
"It is. Thank you, Dobby."
The elf nodded and disappeared. Harry lifted his head at the sound and looked around. Seeing the lady still in her place and the room empty of strangers, he allowed Severus to place him back down. Draco handed Harry a cup and they both drank from them. Severus patted their heads and went back to Narcissa.
"Why does Draco insist on calling Harry Baby?" He asked with a frown.
"When he was young, Draco had an obsession with children smaller than him and called them all babies. He would have made an excellent older brother. I have always been sorry I couldn't provide him with a sibling." She answered.
Severus nodded. He knew that having Draco had very nearly killed her, but she had to produce an heir. If it weren't for his skill in healing and strengthening potions and the excellent skill of the nurse helping her through the pregnancy she would have died. Even with them it had been a near thing.
He changed the subject, asking her what she thought would be best for the boys. They had to decide how they should try and get Harry use to her and where they should stay, for Narcissa thought this room was too obvious. Plus the boys would have to get some fresh air and sunshine some time. It was very bad to leave them indoors for an extended period of time. Across the room, the boys were having their own conversation.
"They angry, Ray?" Harry asked quietly.
Draco looked over at him and shook his head, "I don't fink so, Baby."
"Why she cry?"
"Don't know. I fink she wants to take me home wi'vout you and Daddy doesn't want her too."
"Ray…" Harry took Draco's hand and lowered his head. "I don't want you to go."
"I won't." Draco hugged him. "I will stay wi'v you, Baby. I love Mommy, but I not go wi'v her wi'vout you. I will stay wi'v Daddy."
"They are bigger." Harry pointed out. "They can make you go 'way."
"Daddy keep me." Draco assured him. "Baby, it be okay. I pom'ise."
"Thank you." Harry smiled shyly and then leaned up and kissed Draco's cheek.
The blonde smiled happily back, "Come on. Le'ss play! They talk fev'or."
"What's forever?"
"A long time that goes and never ends." Draco answered, but paused. "I fink."
Harry giggled and they began to play as all little boys do while Severus and Narcissa discussed new rooms. Severus had conceded the point that the boys had to be moved. The infirmary was too public and the door wasn't guarded well enough; besides the fact that Harry no longer felt safe there. And the boys would need more space. It was a miracle the box of toys had held their attention for as long as it had. Had four year old Draco been on his own, he'd have been throwing a fit about being so confined with nothing to do but play with a few toys.
Eventually they decided on the rooms attached to Severus' suite, and they'd make an invisible connecting door that the Potion Master could use to get to them once he was done with his teaching and House duties. That way there would be no suspicions, as that will prevent him from possibly being seen going into rooms not his own. And the dungeons were less visited than other areas in the castle. The Slytherins respected their Head of House and wouldn't go snooping around Severus' rooms, and even should anyone try, he had his rooms well protected. It would be no problem to extend those protections by a couple adjacent rooms.
They would figure out how to let the boys get some fresh air and sunshine later. The best time to make the move was in the middle of the night when they would most likely not be seen. He'd ask Dumbledore to guard their way to ensure that. For now, the only thing they could do was try and get Harry use to Narcissa so that he'd be fine to spend the day with her and Draco without being traumatized.
Finally decided on a course of action, Severus approached the boys and explained that the lady and he were going to sit and play with them. Harry immediately crawled into Severus lap and Narcissa sat down with a smile.
"I stay with Baby." Draco said to her, edging closer to Severus and Harry.
"You will do as you're told, dragon." She said sternly, but then smiled. "At it stands, we will stay with them for a while."
Draco scowled at her and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Come on, Draco." Severus coaxed. "Dinner is in half an hour. Let's play a bit before then."
He nodded reluctantly, but as the minutes passed he relaxed and began showing the toys to his Mommy. Narcissa played with him happily. She loved the man her son was becoming, but she had missed this. As Harry had with Dumbledore, the boy relaxed slowly in the stranger's presence, but still shied away from her if she got too close.
S S S S S S S S S S S
As the two boys sat in their highchairs eating dinner, the rest of Hogwarts students were just finishing and leaving the Great Hall. Ron walked passed where Hermione and his sister were sitting. He didn't even glance at them. Hermione's eyes filled with tears and Ginny held her hand tightly.
Ron went in the direction of the Gryffindor common room, but turned down a staircase two hallways short of the portrait. No one followed and no one saw him slip into an empty classroom halfway toward the dungeons. Crabbe and Goyle were waiting there for him in a shadowed corner. The Slytherins had decided that the two boys would see how far they could get working with the redhead while Pansy did research by herself on de-aging theory and past cases of it.
Ron could easily see the two hulking figures of Goyle and Crabbe no matter how the two sixth years tried to hide, and it took all his self-control not to laugh at them. He cast a low-level privacy charm (not knowing of any others) and sat in one of the chairs. The Slytherins approached him.
"I think I've come up with something." The redhead told them.
"What?" Crabbe asked, wide-eyed.
"Dumbledore has in his possession something that belongs to Harry. This something is a very powerful map that shows every passage in the castle and where the people are within it at any given moment. It will show us where Malfoy and Harry are, and show us if there is any way we can see them secretly. The only problem is I don't know how to get the map back. The only thing I could think of is for one of you two to distract Dumbledore while I search his office."
"The map belongs rightfully to Potter?" Goyle questioned to make sure.
"Yeah." Ron answered with a shrug. "What? You wouldn't do it otherwise?"
"That's not it." Goyle protested. "Father taught me a powerful summoning spell, but it will only work if the item in question doesn't rightfully belong to who ever you're summoning it from."
"Really?" Ron narrowed his eyes. That was a long sentence coming out of the dense Slytherin. "It's not Dark Arts is it?"
"No." Crabbe shoo his head. "It's ritual Light magic."
"In that case, okay." Ron sighed. "What do we need and how long will it take?"
Goyle told them what they needed, pausing every now and then to feign having to think really hard to remember. The boys could get everything needed, but it might take a day, or at most two, to set up. So they agreed to meet back in this same room the night after tomorrow and do the spell then. Ron left them grinning like a fool.
S S S S S S S S S S S
Hermione, Ginny, and Neville had done all they could. There were no documented cases of someone being turned permanently young again, and the doubted they would be able to successfully sneak back and see their friend. It was time to reach out for help. It never occurred to them to let it go.
The facts that Draco was a child as well as Harry and quickly becoming emotionally involved with their vulnerable friend, that Snape was in charge of both young children, was upsetting them greatly. No matter how skilled and knowledgeable Snape was, they believed Harry was in need of better influences, needed the attention of someone who loved him with all their heart. So they wrote a letter. They could only hope its true meaning could be interpreted, not daring to be plain in a letter anyone could get a hold of.
Dear Remus Lupin,
I hope this letter finds you well. We really miss you here at Hogwarts as a teacher and especially as a friend. You said we could write to you if we ever needed anything and that's why I write now. I found a severely wounded puppy at the beginning of the school year. I'm not sure how to help. Dumbledore said he would do his best, but is not certain what will help either. He also ordered me to keep silent about the puppy's presence since they aren't allowed at school. I'm very worried, Professor. This is very important to me, Ginny, Neville, and Ron. Is there anyway you can send advice or even find time to stop by the castle? We really need you.
Sincerely,
Hermione Granger
S S S S S S S S S S S
Severus cleaned Harry up after dinner as Narcissa did the same to Draco. The raven haired child seemed to have become accustom to her presence enough to not be upset around her. She could now walk around freely without the child clinging to Severus, but Harry still refused to let her touch him. Severus could only hope that in time the boy would come to trust Narcissa as Draco did, and for Narcissa to love Harry in return as much as she loved her own child.
The adults carried the now clean children back to the bed. Narcissa frowned at the fact that the boys would be sharing, but said nothing knowing they would be moving in the middle of the night anyway. The boys sat patiently as the adults combed out their hair. Severus took off Harry's glasses and set them on the nightstand so that the comb didn't get caught on the strap. Harry squinted, but didn't protest. Not long after that, the boys were being tucked in. Neither boy asked for a story, already half asleep from the soothing sensations of having their hair brushed.
"When you wake, we'll be in my home." Severus told them. "No one strange will ever come in there. You'll be safe and have many more rooms to explore."
The boys smiled happily and closed their eyes, both cuddled close to each other. Severus waited for their breath to even out before spelling them to remain asleep until he removed the charm. They left them there as Severus spelled the door open and went looking for Dumbledore. They found him in his office.
"I would be delighted to help." He twinkled at them and followed them back to the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey was there waiting for them.
"The test results have come back." She said when Dumbledore nodded that it was okay to speak in front of Narcissa. "It shows that Draco has all his vaccines, even the ones given after the age of four. But Harry has had none."
"How long will it take to get him up-to-date?"
"I don't recommend exceeding the vaccines a four year old would get. If we give him all of them, it will make him extremely ill. Even if we discount those, it will take days to get him caught up. He needs seven infusions, and as young as he is, he can't receive more than three a day."
"Harry will only get the vaccines a normal child should have by the age of four." Dumbledore decided firmly. "And we'll begin his treatment this weekend."
"Yes, sir." She nodded. "How did the glasses work, Severus?"
"Perfectly." He smiled slightly and she grinned back.
"That's great! If we keep up with the correct prescription and he suffers no damage, it may even be correctable."
"That is good news." Dumbledore chuckled. "We really appreciate your care for the boys, Poppy. But I don't feel they are as safe as they can be up here. I've decided to move them down to the dungeons next to Severus' quarters. As he has reminded me, he has work to do. Ms. Malfoy has kindly agreed to care of the boys when our Professor can not."
"Really?" The nurse frowned. She hated to give up her patients, especially when their condition was unsure due to the unknown spell. "How has little Harry taken to her?"
"Rather well." Dumbledore assured. "Given time, I feel he will be quite comfortable with her, and because of Draco, she is rather good with young children."
"Very well." She sighed. "But I expect to be allowed to come down and run tests every other day at least."
"That will be fine." Dumbledore assured.
"Though I will need you, and anyone else, to tell me before you arrive so I can warn Harry. It makes him distrust his environment when strangers freely come and go, and that will cause unneeded stress." Severus said firmly, eyeing the Headmaster.
"Of course." Poppy smiled.
"And I understand as well, Severus." Dumbledore put a hand on the young man's shoulder. "Though I hope Harry will become as comfortable around me as you and Ms. Malfoy." Severus didn't answer. "Well, we should get going. Thank you again, Poppy."
"No problem, Headmaster."
Chapter end
A/N3: Marriage between a witch and wizard is a serious commitment. The first child born to the leader of any family in their first marriage is magically bonded to that family name. That child is the heir until the leader's death or shunning (which is if the spouse and heir refute the leader publicly and in a magically binding contract), or the leader's own death. When any of these things happen, the leader will be removed of his position and the heir will be magically granted the title, power, and position to take the leader's place. So that is how Draco became Lord Malfoy, his mother and he refuted Lucius publicly and in a magically binding contract. It is permanent.
As for the family's traditional manor, it rests solely in the leader's control. When a leader is established, the manor is transported to a new secluded location. The only way to get to the manor is by floo or apperation, and those directions can only be given by the leader himself. In other words, Draco.
A/N4: What is wrong with this thing? I'm trying to get it to accept slashes or dots to seperate change in POV or time, but it wouldn't let me. They just didn't show up! I had to settle for that bold S thing. What am I doing wrong?
