I feel I need to clean something up. The following has been taken from the film James Potter is said to play seeker. (SS/f), but JKR stated that he was a chaser in the second Scholastic interview. Yes the editors are aware that on a summer's day when he was 15 he was fooling around with a Golden Snitch; much more effective to impress girls then a Quaffle, of course, and something that proves nothing about which position he played. JKR said in Sch2 that James played Chaser, so until she explicitly says otherwise, her word goes.

Chapter 3 Preparations

Harry awoke in the morning two days after his trip to Headquarters. He searched the night stand for his glasses. After placing them on his face, he turned his green eyes on the clock 6:30. He got up and selected a pair of shorts that fit the best, a clean T-shirt, hopefully clean underwear and a school robe from Hogwarts and to take a shower. He took at least two showers a day because he still felt filthy after what happened with Bellatrix. After cleaning his body, he got out of the shower, dried himself off and got dress. The robes were a little tight on him.

Failing to suppress a yawn Harry went down stairs to have breakfast. He made himself some toast, as he finished eating he heard "crack." Harry looked to the right off him and saw Remus Lupin standing there. He pulled out his wand. "Who taught me how to cast a Patronus?" Harry asked quickly.

Remus chuckled "I did" he answered. "Really Harry you'd make Moody proud."

"Just what I always wanted too." Harry joked. "Why are you here Moony?"

Remus smiled at Harry's usage of his nickname. "I'm here to take you to Diagon Alley, Muggle London and wherever you want to go around here "

"Do the Dursleys know?" Harry questioned.

"They have no clue" Remus answered.

Harry smiled. "Well then let us leave my good sir." Harry mocked bowed to Remus

"Come on. We're going to Mrs. Figg's and flooing to the Leaky Cauldron from there" Remus told him. They left Number 4 Privet Drive and made their way to Ms. Figg's house.

"So how have you been feeling?" Remus asked, as they ambled down the sidewalk.

"Guilty, miserable and dirty" Harry responded.

"You know it wasn't your fault Harry. You were going to save Sirius's life. If Sirius was actually there, would you still feel guilty about rushing off there?" Remus demanded.

"No" Harry responded.

"Good, now stop feeling guilty. It wasn't your fault"

'Ding-dong'

"Remus! Harry! It is so nice to see you again. Albus has told me you will be using my floo today?"

"Yes Arabella" Remus said.

"Come along now." The old lady said, ushering inside. "It's right here by the fireplace" She walked into the living room, to her fireplace. What Harry use to think was an urn that carried someone's ashes was actually a weird looking vase that held the floo powder.

"I'll go first Harry" Remus told him. "The Leaky Cauldron!"

"It was nice seeing you Mrs. Figg" Harry took a pinch of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace. "The Leaky Cauldron!" he shouted clearly, as he stepped into the green flames.

"Aw hell" Harry muttered as he hit his elbow against . . . well whatever you could hit your elbow on while traveling by floo. A few seconds later he was stumbling out of the fireplace and landing on his stomach.

"Need a hand?" Remus asked him, snickering at Harry's misfortune.

"I hate traveling by floo powder" Harry groaned, as he accepted Remus's hand.

"It isn't that bad. You always come out with your back to the fireplace, which makes it a lot easier. After time you'll be able to get it" Remus explained.

They quickly walked through the full pub, no one noticing Harry. When they reached the brick wall in the back of the pub, Harry pulled out his wand and tapped the brick, before Remus even had his wand out.

"I've been practicing taking out my wand so I can increase the speed" Harry explained at Remus's questioning eyebrow. "Any whom, I think we should go to Madam Malkins after Gringott's and get the robes first. And when I say we, I mean we. Look at you, how could you dress in those robes."

"Hey leave my robes alone!" Remus said, defending his trustworthy robes.

"Come on Shabby" Harry called over his shoulder as he walked to Gringott's. Luckily everyone seemed to be absorbed in their own business to notice the boy-who-lived walking down the street.

Harry entered Gringott's with Remus right at his heels. Entering the bank, Remus went right up to the closest unoccupied counter and had a quiet conversation with the goblin.

The goblin hopped down from his stool and opened up one of the doors along the back wall. Remus walked back over to Harry. "It appears there are some legal matters that you have to do" Remus told him.

"What legal matters?" Harry asked.

"No clue . . . the goblin is getting one of the bank managers" Remus responded.

Soon the goblin returned to his counter and another goblin that was right behind him came over to them.

"Good even Mr. Potter I am one of the managers of the bank, Ragork. There are some legal matters and papers you need to go over" the little goblin said, bowing. "If you would just follow me"

Harry just shrugged his shoulders at Remus and followed the goblin. Remus looked around nervously before also following. They were led into the same back room that Ragork had come from. The office was pretty plain except for the dark mahogany desk, the small chair the goblin sat in and the three comfy looking plush chairs.

Harry sat down in the middle one and turned to the goblin as Remus sat to his left.

"Let us see Mr. Potter . . . there is the issue of your parents will we have to go over. Which involves a lot of paper works, property deeds, stocks and business investments and other such things" Ragork explained.

"My p-parents will?" Harry stammered.

"Yes it was supposed to be read the day you turn 16 however one Albus Dumbledore told us that today would probably be the only day you would be available this summer so we decided to speed up the process." the goblin explained. "Just read this and then sign here at the x when you are finished."

'Dear Bambi a name your mother gave you I swear!

If you are reading this then me and your mum croaked, kicked the bucket, went on to the next great adventure, had our l. . . .

Harry don't mind your father. He was never good at writing. I'm sure by now you know the prophecy and if not then I dare do say Albus has some explaining to do! Don't let it rule your life son, have some fun and try live as happy a life as possible with Sirius.

Sirius will treat you right kid. He'll spoil you and make sure you're the happiest kid on the earth. Good man that Sirius, great man!

Jeeze, James with the way you talk about him someone might think your secretly in love with him or something! For the rest of the letter try to ignore your father... I know I sure do! Harry, we know Voldemort is after us and although we are going into hiding I know deep down inside that he will find us. I never trusted Peter that much, he was to much like a rat if you ask me, pun intended.

Harry don't mind you mother, I know Peter. He'd never do anything like that, he has a good heart. He just needs more courage thats all.

Anyway Harry, try to live a nice happy life. Fall in love, have kids and make sure you do well in school!

And don't forget to make me a proud Marauder. I want at least one prank a week you know. And I'm hoping you will be a big quidditch star! From the looks of things right now I'd say you were a seeker, though I wouldn't mind another chaser in the family. But I can tell your going to be great what ever you do!

Harry, from how you look now I'd say you are going to look a lot like your father. I just hope that is all you get from him.

What about my quidditch skills? And my skill in transfiguration? And we can't forget my pranking ability, my skills with the ladies and my skills in dueling now can we?

Okay, so maybe you could use his skill in dueling and transfiguration. I also guess his skill in quidditch could do you some good. From what I've heard from my friends who play it, it brings a great to joy to life, so as long as it would make you happy you could play it and take up your father skill.

There we go...now that you have your mothers permission I don't have to sneak you out of the house to practice playing Quidditch with you!

James you better not be bringing my boy onto a broom! He is only one years old!

But he loves it! Don't you Harry, the kid is a natural I tell you Lily! Definitely going to be a great Quidditch player one day. Harry, well I don't know why I'm doing it to you but... well I guess I should apologize for the way I treated Snape...especially in my 5th year. I mean most of it was retaliation or because th greasy git did something but I guess some of it went to far. I wasn't always like that you know...and I'm not like that now. I just thought I should make sure you know, your father wasn't a horrible person.

Harry, we have to go because right now you just changed Sirius and Remus into fluffy bunny rabbits! Your magic is way to strong for a one year old if you ask me. Good luck in life son. Just remember I will always watch out for you, no matter where I am. I love you

James Harold Potter & Lily Marie Evans Potter'

Harry wiped away the tear in his eye and gave a small smile. "Here are the family assets" Harry was handed a folder filled with about four dozen rolls of parchment.

Harry took a moment to get himself together before finally opening the folder."Let's see...I own a apartment in Diagon Alley, a cottage in Italy, France and America. Potter Manor is in Northern Ireland, along with the house in Godric's Hollow and one in Hogsmeade. There is a summerhouse in Australia too. Holy crap that is a lot of property!" Harry exclaimed.

"The Potter's own more but several your parents gave away to their friends. Mr. Lupin here got a cottage in Northern Scotland. Mr. Dumbledore got a cottage in Southern France. Plus several more."

"Wow! Alright le me see. The Potter's own 10 percent of the Three Broomsticks. 5 percent of Butterbeer Co. 30 percent of Huneydunks, and 25 percent of Quality Quidditch Supplies..."

"That last one would be because of your father. He bought out one of the founders grandchildren...he loved Quidditch" Remus explained.

Harry shook his head, his dad was probably as enthusiastic about Quidditch as Ron was, perhaps even more. "We also have a small store in Ravuffdor Alley? Where is Ravuffdor Alley and who named it?"

"It is a side alley off of Diagon Alley, all the way at the end. And no one knows who named it but we think it was named after three of the founders" Remus explained.

"Well I own a shop that sells...everything there" Harry stated. "We definitely have to check it out. Hmm... the Potters's own three vaults. The Potter Family Vault is stacked with family heirlooms, portraits and other such items. The Potter Treasury Vault has all the money, gems and jewelry(that aren't heirlooms) and then the Knowledge of the Potters Vault...which is a vault stacked with books, pieces of parchment and a whole lot of other stuff.

"I thought I just had the one vault I've been going to since like ever!"

"No Mr. Potter, that is just your tuition. That money doesn't even put a dent in the money the Potter's have." Ragork told him.

"What! But there has to be about 4 thousand galleons in the tuition vault!"

"Actually there is 5, 667 galleons, 234 sickles and 123 knuts in the tuition vault" Ragork told him. "The Potter's have over 983,475,039 galleons, 7,650,943 sickles and 39, 500 knuts, plus their incomes from there investments, their store and the books that have been written by Potters."

"Books?" Harry asked bewildered.

"Didn't anyone tell you? Sirius and James wrote a book called 'Aurors Guide for the Lazy Guy' The title is ironic seeing as how the whole book is about how hard you have to work and what you should do if you want to be a Auror. Lily made one called 'Charms for the Charmed One' and James wrote one called 'How to Become an Animagus in Three Years: Illegally' though only like thirty copies were ever made of it" Remus said.

"Plus others your family made, like 'The Invisible Beast' which is a book about Thestrals. The Potter's were the first discover Thestrals. They lived on an island in the Bermuda Triangle that the Potter's led a research team on." Remus explained.

"Woah...how come I know basically nothing about my ancestors?" Harry asked, angry.

"There is a book called 'Potter: A History' you know, it updates every time a Potter does something that is considered rememberable. Not many copies made but one should be in the Potter Vault" Remus told him.

"We'll then we'll have to find it then" Harry said. "Anything else?"

"Just your signature here...here... and here. Thank you Mr. Potter, Griphook will now take you to your vaults" A tall goblin, well at least tall for goblins, walked forward.

"Hello Griphook! It's nice seeing you again" Harry greeted. The goblin look shocked for a moment before greeting him back.

"Hello Mr. Potter"the goblin greeted. They walked out of the office and to the door that led to the tunnel system. They walked through the door and all got into a cart, that was soon speeding down the track.

They went down what seemed like hours but was really only ten minutes. The started to slow down and Harry looked at the vault numbers they passed.

"39...38...37...36...35...34...33...32...31...30...29...28...27" Finally they came to stop of a three vault platform. The numbers 26, 25 and 24 hung above a vault door in gold.

"26 is the Knowledge of Potters Vault, the Potter Family vault is 25 and the Potter Treasury Vault is 24" Griphook told the green eyed teen.

"I didn't know the Potter vault was this far down" Remus said shocked.

"Why?" Harry asked confused.

"It is said the farther you go down the purer your blood." Remus explained. "The first 100 vaults belong to the purest families!"

"What number is the Malfoys?" Harry asked eagerly.

"I'm afraid we can't give that type of info out" Griphook said. But a nasty smirk appeared on his face, that looked almost sinister. "But let us just say the Malfoys aren't as pure as they claim to be"

"Woot!" Harry hooted. Grinning from ear to ear, Harry went up to the Potter Family Vault and stared at it.

"Just place your palm on the circle. Only a Potter by blood, marriage or adoption can enter these vaults" Griphook stated.

Harry placed his palm onto the circle and heard several clicks and whirring sounds as the door started to open. Looking inside Harry could see dozens of trunks. Hundreds of portraits, several rings and necklaces. A small armory and piles of old dusty robes and dresses littered the floor.

Walking around Harry looked at his relatives. All of the men had the same messy hair, whether it be black, red, brown or blond. They all also seemed to have the same slightly cleft chin that Harry had. Everyone in the Potter Family appeared to be..well good-looking. The woman were beautiful and the men handsome.

Many of the heirlooms and weapons had, what appeared to be the Potter Family Crest/Coat of Arms engraved on it. A type of shield, shaped similar to an upside down triangle except the base had a high arc. The shield itself was white. In the middle of the shield a silver hippogriff and a gold griffin (1) facing each other in rampant combatant poses. An Augurey, with its natural coloring of green and black, with its wing open in flight was above the two fighting animals. A green vine wrapped around the top of the shield with the ends hanging over the side. At the top of the arch was a black knight's helmet. Le Genus de le Fortis et Ingenuus (2) were written in script at the bottom.

Harry glanced around at the heirlooms. A beautiful sliver colored ring caught his interest. It had a small, beautifully crafted hippogriff head. The hippogriff head was holding a small sapphire in its open beak. Gold runes were carved into the exterior of the ring. On the inside the Potter Family Crest was engraved in gold.

Picking it up Harry placed it on his right ring finger. A slight tingle was felt as the ring adjusted in size to fit more comfortably. "That is a nice looking ring" Remus commented from behind him.

"Yeah" Harry agreed looking at the ring.

"Come on Harry. We have to hurry up. Don't forget we're going to Muggle London too" Remus reminded.

Harry quickly looked around the rest of the vault. He found the book 'Potter: A History' sitting in one of the corners. The book was huge! Harry guessed around 10,000 pages worth of Potter history.

Glancing around the rest of the vault, and seeing nothing else that was top priority at the moment, Harry and Remus exited the vault.

"Can I at least check out the books Remus?" Harry pleaded.

Never a person to decline looking at books, especially some that is rumored to be older the Hogwarts, Remus agreed. Harry placed his palm on the circle to the vault door. The door creaked open and inside had to be thousands of books.

On a pedestal in the middle of the room sat a thin book. Looking at Remus, Harry walked up to the book.

'Over the years the Potter's have collected many books and gained much knowledge. Write down the subject you are looking for and a list of books will appear that have to do with the subject you wrote down. Call out the books name and it will come to you'

Harry finished reading it and flipped the book open. Picking up the quill that lay next to the book Harry wrote down 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' Soon a list of over a hundred names popped up.

"Block the Darkest of Dark" Harry called out. A thick book with a crimson leather binding zoomed forward and dropped to the floor in front of Harry. "Dueling a Dark Lord. Dark Creatures and How to Defeat Them. The Light Force" Harry said, pronouncing each book title clearly. The three books came forward out of the pile and landed on top of the other.

Deciding that was enough for now on that subject, Harry went on to others. 'Charms' he scribbled down.

"Charms for the Charmed One" Harry said, as his mothers book came zooming to him. "Household Charms. Charmed Dueling. Advance Charms" Again the books landed in front of him. 'Transfiguration' he wrote. Too many books to count appeared on the page. "Conjuring Made Easy. How to Become an Animagus in Three Years: Illegally. Transfiguration for Dummies"

"Hurry up Harry!" Remus said glancing at his watch. Remus was hoping to be done with some of the shopping by now.

"Be right there!" Harry replied. "Potions for the Potions Master" Harry scribbled something down in the book. He glanced down before calling out titles again. "Aurors Handbook to Dueling. Creativity in Dueling. Tips on Dueling. Make Your Opponent Unrecognizable. To Dodge or Not to Dodge, That is the Question" Harry looked down at the pile seventeen books. That should keep him busy during most of the summer.

He looked at the impatient Remus and sighed. "You mind shrinking these for me?" he asked.

Remus walked over and tapped the books and muttering something in Latin. The books became the size of scrabble pieces. Harry put them in his pocket and quickly followed the impatient werewolf.

They went to the last vault, where Harry was going to withdrew as much money as he could, but Griphook told him of another option. It was a type of credit card that worked in both the muggle and wizarding world. They could charge everything onto the card and the money would be withdrawn from either his tuition vault or the Potter Treasury Vault. Harry chose the tuition vault and soon they were on their way up.

When they finally exited Gringott's Harry felt very happy. Afer all he was finding more out about his family today then he ever did his whole life. He almost started to skip down the stairs.

They were on they're way to Madam Malkins when someone bumped into Harry. "I'm sorry. I should watch where I'm going" the girl mumbled.

"No it is alright. I should be more careful" Harry replied. The girl looked up and stared at him for several seconds.

"Oh my gosh! You're Harry Potter!" she shrieked. All the heads turned and people started to stare at Harry.

"Oh shit" Harry muttered.

The girl turned red in embarrassment. "Sorry" she said meekly.

"Remus make a run for it!" Harry whispered. Remus looked at him before nodding. They both took off to Madame Malkins which was at least fifteen meters away. They were almost there when people started to swarm around Harry.

"Mr. Potter can you sign my copy of Witches Weekly?" s girl shouted.

"I want to carry your baby!" another one shouted. Harry blushed deeply at that. Quills and magazines and photographs were all shove into his face. Flashes kept going off and Harry started to get dizzy.

Sighing he grabbed one of the magazines signed it and handed it back to the person. The crowd surprisingly gave him some leeway as he signed there stuff and took pictures. One girl, obviously muggle background, had him sign her left breast with a marker.

Remus wrestled his way through the crowd and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Come on Harry. We have to get going"

"Hey I know you!" a guy shouted, pointing his finger at Remus. He grabbed Remus's robe and wrenched him away from Harry. "Get off of him you filthy werewolf!" the guy shouted.

The crowd stopped murmuring as they all turned to Remus. The few people who were looking at Harry saw his eyes flashed black. The guy was advancing on Remus, who was dusting himself off from the ground, with his wand drawn.

"Saig.." the guy started to say.

"Drop your wand, now" Harry hissed out. The guy dropped his wand in surprise and quickly turned around to see an angry boy-who-lived. "Apologize" Harry demanded.

"But he is a werewolf" the guy said, stupidly.

"I know what he is!" Harry shouted outraged. "But I, unlike the rest of you don't care what he is! Look at yourself. So concerned with what he is, you never even take the time to get to know who he is" Harry shook his head sadly at the frightened man. "That is the main problem with the wizarding world. You all think your better then everyone else. Muggles, werewolves, vampires. Goblins, elves. You should stop treating them as inferiors and start treating them as equals. You're no better then the Death Eaters if you don't! Just remember one thing, if any one of them turned against the wizarding world you'd all be screwed."

Harry stalked away, Remus right behind him. He left a stunned crowd behind. One girl just stared at him as he walked away and sighed "He is so courageous and righteous. And not to mention totally dreamy"

Harry shoved the door to Madam Malkins open and heard it bang against the wall. "Harry you have to calm down" Remus said, soothingly.

"How can you stand it Remus? How can people be so mean, hypocritical and ignorant?" Harry asked.

"I stand it because I had to put up with it most my life Harry. And sometimes people are just retarded" Reus answered the teen. "Now calm down before you blow something up or worse...turn me into a bunny rabbit again!"

Harry laughed at that. "Yes my mother said something about me turning you and Sirius into ones when I was a year old." both the moods seemed to dampen at the mentions of Sirius.

"Well let's go get your measurements taken" Remus said, ushering Harry along.

"Welcome to my shop. What can I help you with?" Madam Malkin asked as she walked out of the back of the shop.

Remus opened his mouth to respond but Harry cut him off. "Yes we'd like you to take both our measurements. We are looking to get some nice sets of robes" Harry told her.

"Step up on the stool please" she said.

"Harry" Remus growled.

"Down boy. Besides you seriously need new robes. Trust me" Harry said. Both of them stepped up on a stool and immediately two measuring tapes flew at them and started taking measurements.

After a while they both crumpled to the floor and Harry and Remus were asked to step down.

Madame Malkins went behind the counter and did something neither Harry nor Remus could see.

Next thing they knew rows of robes came flying into the room.

"These are the robes around your size" she explained. "They are all around your size, give or take a size or two. The Mr. Lupin, yours are on the right and Mr. Potter's yours on the left"

Harry walked to his section of robes. There was hundreds of colors and a bunch of different fabric.

"Might as well get my school robes out of the way" he muttered. He picked out four plain robes made out of cotton, with a matching black cloak. Really the Hogwarts uniform was so...bland. They needed to living it up a little. Then Harry decided to get ordinary day type robes.

Walking along the rows he first picked out a navy colored, satin robe with silver trim. The second robe he got was an plain emerald colored satin robe. He decided to take a walk on the rich side and bought three nice silk robes. One was white with a gold trim, another was black with silver trimming, the last was a forest green with yellow trim. Each robe came with a matching cloak.

Harry also got three dress robes. One was made from the fur of an re'em.(Golden-furred giant-ox whose blood gives great strength. Native to North America) It felt like silk and was vary comfortable and warm. One of the others was a plain green cotton dress robe with silver trim, cufflinks and clasps. The last was a blood red colored silk dress robe with gold trim, cufflinks and clasps.

The last couple of things Harry picked out was a heavy winter cloak, a pair of gloves and boots made from the hide of a Hebridean Black dragon. The Hebridean is the biggest of all the dragons and has the toughest scales. Their scales are not only known to defend it from up to the strongest of spells but it also rebounds the minor ones back at whoever cast them at it.

When Harry saw Remus, the man only had two bland robes with him. "Oh no you don't Remus! We are getting you more robes!" Harry went around picking out six other robes, a pair of boots and some cloaks for the Marauder, even though Remus tried to protest.

Ignoring his old professor, Harry walked up to the counter. "Is there any charms that you could put on here for us?" Harry asked.

"Well all clothes come with the standard fire-repelling charm, anti-stain, anti-tear and water resistant charm. If you pay extra we could put a charm on them that makes them adjust to your body. So when you grow taller, the robes grows longer. That usually last for a year or two."

"Can we have that on all the robes and cloaks?" Harry asked her.

"Yes you may. It will take a while. You can come buy and pick up your robes in two hours"

Harry thanked her before pulling Remus out of the store. He still had his pair of gloves with him and put them on. They felt perfect for his hands. As they were walking to the next store an pompous looking owl landed on Harry's shoulder.

Harry took the letter from the pompous bird and opened it to see who it was from.

'Dear Mr. Harry J. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that the ban of underage magic has been lifted from you. You are free to do any magic, that is legal, outside of school.

Please note that magic in front of muggles is still illegal and will be punished by either fine or imprisonment for a certain amount of time.

Sincerely,

Cornelius Oswald Fudge

Minister of Magic

"Oh yeah baby!" Harry cheered.

"What?" Remus asked.

"Dumbledore was able to get the ban on magic lifted" Harry replied.

"Um...Harry don't look now but you know that guy who you told off?" Remus asked. Harry nodded his head seeing as it happened no more then an hour ago. "Well he is coming this way and he looks mad"

"Potter" the man spat. "You think your so better then me! Look at you, hanging out with a werewolf!" A small crowd started to gather around the two of them.

"You know what. I am better then you! At least I can get it through my head that just because people are something once a month doesn't mean they are so lowly thing!"

"Expelliarmus!" the guy shouted. Harry ducked the spell and turned to the man, anger flashing in his eyes.

"Stupefy!" he shouted, the same time a voice behind him shouted the same curse. Somehow knowing that the curse coming from behind him was meant for him Harry did something he never thought he would be able to do.

As soon as the red beam of light left his wand, the dark haired teen stepped forward onto his left foot, as soon as his right foot left the ground he used his momentum to spin counter clockwise with his left arm outstretched. His left hand, that still had the glove on it hit the red jet of light and sent it back to the person who cast it at him.

Harry looked at the two fallen wizards, who lay crumpled on the ground. People were looking at him in awe. They barely saw him move and the next thing they know, he is facing the opposite direction, knocking out the guy who attack him from behind without using his wand.

"Come on Remus. I want to finish shopping" Harry said.

(1) In my story there are two griffins. The regular griffin and the golden griffin. The golden griffin is going to have the basic body of a lion. The only difference is it has the eyes and wings of an eagle. The regular griffin has the front body of an eagle(including the wings) and the forequarters of a lion. The griffin is a lion mixed with an eagle, a beast created by wizards. The golden griffins are lions mated with regular griffins.

(2) The family of the Brave and Noble- not exactly sure if that is how you would say it. I found the words noble, brave and family in Latin. The smaller words I couldn't find so I just put what they are in French. Then I just strung the words together to from the sentence. Booya baby! Tell me what you think. Is it give random people hugs good or rather watch a 36 hour Barney marathon bad?