Hello. Let me introduce myself. I am Chalareia, the official typer for this story of Domitan's. You see, she happens to be writing her Harry/Hermione story right now, and so I have offered to type up this one for her because, having already read it, I think it ought to go up here. I will be randomly putting in Typer's Notes (T/N…), and if you are wondering what those are, you obviously didn't read this. It's important. So, not everything is as Domitan wrote it, because I'm editing it as I type it…unlike normal, I didn't edit it on the paper when I read it the first time. Bad me…enough about me. Here is the first instalment of…shoot, I don't know what she's going to call it, I only typed it up and am going to send it…Let's just call it…the Story Which She Has Let Me Take Over (I'm pretty sure she did…maybe I ought to check that with her as she said that to me as she was being herded off to do some more filming during French today…sorry for assuming, Domitan (kehe last year…)). So. Back to the story. Enjoy. It took a lot of time and effort typing it up for you all, so you'd better review it. Sorry for the long T/N, but I'm hyper.
It was a cold day in July, the 31st, to be exact, when a young man appeared with a loud crack outside a big rundown farmhouse. He looked at it with pure happiness. This has got to be one of the best birthdays I've ever had! Thought Harry with glee. After passing their Apparation tests a week beforehand, Harry's best friend Ron had invited him over to the Burrow for the rest of the summer. He was excited because Ron was his best mate, but, oddly enough, that wasn't why he was mostly excited. His reason was Ginny. Although they had broken up earlier that year, Harry's insides still melted at the sound of her name…Ginny…
T/N: Okay. Pretty much, I have decided that this is to be the prologue. I don't know if Domitan is going to be part of this except to post it (she may put in author's notes, I do not know), but I do know that she has allowed me to continue it if I wish. Which is good, because I already did and I read it to her. She laughed. Of course, all this is later on, much later, like several chapters later. You will get the chapters in small bits, depending on the time I have to type them. So ha. Here I go, to type some more. Right. Bye. Oh yeah, and review please, even if the reviews go to Domitan and not me.
A/N: Chalareia and I will be coworkers on this story, and the story itself isn't particularly funny, but, well this part is! You guys should ALL go to It is very very very funny! Well, for the length that the actual chapter was, this is pretty lame, don't you think. I hope that Chalareia types faster next time (cough cough) Anyhoo, till next time then! Goombye!