Disclaimer: That's right, I own CATCF...AHHHHHHH! Oh thank god - I was only having a nightmare! (Shudders)

Well this is the next chapter, not that anyone but Sian actually cares - But here it is anyway, and if there are any mistakes, it's because it's 11:25pm, I just wrote it, and I'm too tired to give it a more detailed read through. Anyway Sian - Read on!


Sian's fingers moved over the keys as she typed in a familiar number and waited, listening to the dialling tone, please pick up, her mind was screaming as she once again ran her fingers along her neckline.

"Hello? Came a friendly female voice across the line."

"Hey, Mrs Rowland, its Sian, is Martin there?" She asked as she tried to keep her voice from breaking.

"Oh he's already gone to college, sorry."

"That's ok, tell him I'll come round later – Ok?" Sian bit her lip and thought about going home – Maybe she could still rescue Draco and her DVD's… Hopefully anyway.

"That's fine Sian, see you later." Martin's mother rang off and Sian was left standing in the hospital corridor, indecisively – Should she go to school, go home, stay here, or just wander around till she could go to Martin's house.

She sighed and decided she had to go home, she felt so tired and was beginning to wonder if she'd throw up. A part of her… Well most of her wanted to stay with Mike but it was partly her fault he was here and she didn't think his parents would take kindly to her, even if they seemed to be boring, accepting doormats on the documentary DVD…


Laurel was not in a good mood – Not that she ever was, but right now she was in a worse one than usual. She had caught her insolent daughter with a boy, Sian had ran away, She'd missed her shopping trip with the girls, her shoe heal had broken, she had been floored by the urine of an illegally kept rodent, and to top it off she had just dropped her daughter's collection of Red Dwarf and Friends DVD's on her foot whilst dumping it in the front garden.

Laurel looked around menacingly – As if daring any nosy neighbours to poke their heads through the curtains. But all was calm, seemingly anyway.

She headed back inside to go empty Sian's wardrobe whilst checking for other illegal stuff, after all it wouldn't surprise Laurel if her insolent daughter was concealing drugs – She'd already hidden boys and plague carrying pets, cocaine wouldn't be that big a step.

Laurel was distracted by the sound of scrabbling and turned round to see Draco gnawing through the wire of her precious TV – The one she hogged day and night like a psychopath.

"I'm going kill you, you piece of vermin! Then I'm gonna chop you up and put it in one of those bloody vegetarian meals – I'll kill that bloody fad of hers!" Laurel screamed at the red eyed ferret who looked at her sceptically for a moment before dashing across the carpet and out of harm's way as Laurel dashed towards him, screaming as she tripped over one of the wires, a small electric shock stabbing through her foot which made her hair - that was usually scarily neat - stand on end like a giant ball of frizzy hair. Laurel caught sight of her reflection in the TV screen and screamed in anger

Laurel was DEFINETLY not in a good mood.


Sian looked up as she heard a bitter scream ring round from the direction of her house – And gulped. She shuffled up the pavement, kicking the snow in front of her feet and wishing it was all a dream… Actually most of her dreams DID include Mike, but they also tended to include Tom Felton, Chris Barrie and David Spade, usually omitting her mother – So she wasn't holding her breath on waking up in a nice warm bed any time soon.

She sighed as she continued walking to the "House Of Doom", wondering if her dad was back yet… probably not, if he hadn't got lost in the supermarket he would have ended up at work, complaining about work as well actually, but that's beside the point.

The point being all her stuff was dumped in a heap in front of her house and her mother was stood in the doorway with a rather manic expression on her face, and a medusa style hair do to match!

"YOU!" Her mother shrieked, hopping towards her looking like one of the defeated burglars in Home Alone… Except she had managed to get thrashed by a small white ferret.

"Not good!" Sian breathed as she tried to put some space between her and her mother, opting to stand behind the remains of her desk… which for some reason Laurel had decided to break up and push out of an upstairs window… Then again her mother had never been very logical… Or understanding for that matter.

"Come here you little bitch, mummy wants a little word!" Her mother shrilled, looking even more manic by the second. In fact Sian wouldn't have been surprised if a door was suddenly to appear than Laurel could smash in then poke her head through whilst crying "Here's Johnny!" – Anything seemed possible today.

"Mother, Listen to me!" Sian pleaded as she tried to decide what to do – run away and come back for her stuff later, or barricade herself in the house and find Draco.

"Why? So I can hear what a disgusting little lying bitch you've been? Go on! Sod off to your boyfriend again and don't come crying to me when you get pregnant like a cheap little chav!" Sian took the words like a slap to the face as her mum continued to advance towards her, like a tiger circling its prey.

"And don't think I've forgotten about your little PET! I'm gonna get pest control in – That's right, And when they've killed him, I'm gonna chop him up, just like the little rodent deserves!" Laurel raged, a clear hint of menace gleaming in her eyes.

Sian gasped, her decision made as she began running – House barricade it was…