Disclaimer: As always, anything that you happen to recognize regrettably does not belong to me but to the most divine, J. K. Rowling.
Chapter 5: Meetings of the Most Awkward
"Is everything alright Miss Potter?" Narcissa asked lightly.
Dorinda however only had eyes for the house-elf, who's head had shot up at her name. Their eyes met, dark green and emerald in a silent surprise. Julian held his emotions in better and stared blankly at Dobby, he knew there had to be some explanation. Draco was his friend, he was confident of that much.
"I've um, never seen a house-elf before." Dorinda said slowly as she practically had to tear her eyes away from Dobby, who had shifted his head back into his bow.
"Not very much to look at I assure you Miss Potter." Lucius said darkly. "The spill, elf."
"Right away Master Malfoy." Dobby snapped and the spill was clean. "If Master is be needing of anything else?"
"No. Leave us." Lucius commanded. Dobby happily disappeared once more. "Scare you, did he?"
"No." Dorinda shook her head. "Just caught off guard. I apologize for the interruption."
"Let us continue then." Lucius replied. And the meal continued as if nothing had ever happened but Dorinda's head was reeling.
She had for the most part believed that what Julian had been saying was true. Draco could be cruel and he was for the most part an insensitive git. But Julian believed his friendship with the Malfoy was genuine and Dorinda couldn't really argue with it. They were an unlikely duo but a duo all the same. Dorinda's calculating green eyes sought out Draco's and as if she had called his name, he glanced up and they locked eyes.
Draco was still a child, a mere twelve years of age. But already, his eyes held the emotionless glint of his father's and even of Narcissa's. Dorinda looked closer though and far deep in them, was what she perceived to be as curiosity. Whether it was for her reaction to Dobby or for the thought of whether his plan was working or not, she wasn't quite sure. Did she honestly, without a doubt, believe that Draco would not wish for Julian to return to Hogwarts? No of course not. Something much deeper was going on and she was determined to figure out what exactly.
"Not to your tasting Miss Potter?" Lucius's smooth voice bit through her thoughts. She glanced over at him, blushing slightly as she realized she had been staring at Draco, and met the much colder eyes of Lucius Malfoy.
"I apologize but I don't think I am feeling very well anymore. Might I return to my rooms?" Dorinda cleared her throat softly.
Lucius tilted his head in his approval, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly and Dorinda quietly excused herself. She caught the worried glance of her brother but ignored it and quickly went to her rooms. How she managed to find them without getting spectacularly confused in the dark halls of Malfoy Manor, was a mystery. But as she opened her door, she was met with a familiar scene. She quickly shut the door and stared open mouthed at the visitor.
"Miss Dorinda!" Dobby squeaked as he twisted his ears anxiously. "You have come to the house of my Master!"
"So I've realized." Dorinda said slowly. "Dobby what is going on?"
"Miss Dorinda tis not safe." Dobby looked around in paranoia. "Miss Dorinda and Mister Julian must return to their own home!"
"Not going to happen Dobby." Dorinda said in frustration as she plopped down next to the terrified elf. "Look I won't speak of your visit to us to any of the Malfoy's but I need something to go on Dobby."
"Miss Dorinda is too kind to poor old Dobby." Dobby seemed to calm down slightly at the promise of loyalty from Dorinda. "The Potter's mustn't return to Hogwarts!"
"Yes, yes I know." Dorinda sighed. "What I don't know is why!"
"A terrible danger will happen there this year." Dobby said, his eyes full of tears. "Tell Dobby that the Potter's won't return."
"We have to return Dobby." Dorinda shook her head, it wasn't even a question. "Who is planning these horrible things?"
"Dobby must go now Miss Potter." Dobby ignored her question. "Miss Dorinda and Mister Julian need to return home, tis safer!"
"Dobby." Dorinda pleaded but the house-elf disappeared with a startling crack. Seconds later, Julian opened her door and slid inside.
"Dorinda I know what you're thinking." Julian started as he went to sit down with his frazzled sister. Dorinda hushed him and told him of Dobby's and her conversation. "Nothing make's since."
"Unless it's Lucius." Dorinda whispered to Julian. Julian gave her a perplexed look.
"And what would be the purpose of him causing trouble at Hogwarts?" Julian wondered, his face doubtful. "His own son there, you can't honestly believe him to risk it?"
"I dunno honestly." Dorinda shrugged.
She didn't know the man well enough to say what he was truly capable of. She had heard stories of his dark allegiances, particularly of his escapades with Voldemort but did she truly believe him to be heartless in concerns to his own son? Was it possible? Of course. But was it logical? Dorinda wasn't quite sure. While the Malfoy's operated on a seemingly different level then they themselves, even in the mist of their cold masks, there was a love. It was not obvious and it was a more of a mutual respect but it was there. Surely Lucius loved his only son?
"Don't forget to write to Rose tonight." Julian reminded her. "I've already prepared a letter to Harry. I will send over Artemis." Artemis was Draco's owl.
"Of course." Dorinda nodded as she laid back against her soft pillow. Julian left with a soft smile.
With a little over a month before they were due back in school. Dorinda couldn't help but wonder what would happen in that time frame. Were her and Julian even safe here?
She wasn't sure of that either.
Despite her worry, time flew rather fast at Malfoy Manor. It had already been two weeks and she couldn't believe it was but a week before she would return back to Hogwarts. She had spent most of her time in the company of Narcissa, whom she believed had taken a liking to her. Dorinda couldn't tell for sure because of the lack of emotion the woman would show. However, she had been more than willing to teach Dorinda about being a lady of class in the wizarding world.
Narcissa had even went as far as to prepare mock dinners where she learned wizarding etiquette, which explained Draco's actions from dinner their first night here. A lady was never to seat herself if a man was present in the room. She was taught how to walk with her head high and what was proper to wear at different times. She was taught how to mask her face better and Narcissa even taught her some beauty charms. Dorinda could even practice them in Malfoy Manor because the wards prevented the Ministry from knowing whether or not illegal underage magic was being performed. It rendered the trace useless. Dorinda wasn't sure if that was entirely legal and she didn't ask. She was just thankful, she was able to get extra practice in, she didn't want to be rusty when she returned to Hogwarts.
Julian hadn't seen much of his sister, whom he knew was spending most of her time with Mrs. Malfoy. He himself had spent a few good days in the presence of Lucius and of course Draco. Lucius had insisted that they go man-shopping for some new underclothes and robes for Julian, after he had seen the ragged over sized clothes Julian had brought. Lucius also spent time showing him how to be a wizarding gentleman, which Julian didn't care for but he listened all the same. The Malfoy's certainly had manners.
Often, Lucius took them to his private study and showed them bits of dark magic, which unnerved Julian while also fascinating him at the same time. Julian didn't dare try any of it but kept the knowledge, just in case it ever turned out to be handy.
Julian didn't believe Lucius was a dark wizard. Who was to say what was dark magic and what was light? Certainly there was lines that shouldn't be crossed but then that left the middle, the gray side. Julian was happy to see that Draco, while respectfully listening to his father, still seemed to hold very little interest in the dark enchantments as well. They were young and fascinated, and still at an age where they didn't quite understand what it was to be dark. Lucius never tried to use any of the spells on the two boys, so surely he wasn't evil. It was more of an informative demonstration.
"Knowledge is power boys." Lucius had said at the end of their last little get together in his study. Lucius's slate gray eyes held a distant glint in them, as if reliving a memory. His lip was curled up slightly as he peered down at his son and his best friend. "You'd do well to remember that."
Life at Malfoy Manor was peaceful, something that Dorinda nor Julian figured wasn't even possible at the Burrow. They had been corresponding regularly with Harry and Rose, who were having a blast, and had plans to meet up with them at Diagon Alley. Rose had very much enjoyed the robes that Dorinda had had sent over for her. She didn't know that Dorinda had written to Madam Malkin and ordered her an identical set of everything she herself had received earlier that summer. Rose would be pleasantly surprised when it came time to get fitted for her new school robes. Harry had for the most part forgiven the two for leaving so suddenly and was very understanding. He wasn't happy that they were staying with the Malfoy's, especially after they spoke of Dobby's presence but Julian reassured him daily.
"Miss Dorinda?" Narcissa's airy voice came through the door of her rooms. Dorinda smiled, she preferred Narcissa to use her first name. She didn't like being called Miss Potter all the time, she thought it made her sound old. Narcissa had taught her though that it wasn't proper to use someone's first name without being given permission to do so.
"Come in Madam Malfoy." Dorinda answered with a smile. She had taken to calling Narcissa this after their first lesson together. Since Narcissa was a lady of prominence and married, Madam was supposed to be used. It also made Dorinda feel important when she said it.
"Almost ready then?" Narcissa inquired as she took in the appearance of Dorinda, who sat in front of the cherry wooden vanity. Dorinda was brushing her hair, today they would be going out to Diagon Alley. "Might I?"
"Of course." Dorinda said at once, handing over the brush instantly. Narcissa's eyes gleamed as she began to brush Dorinda's long black hair. "Are the boys ready?"
"Just about, Lucius is fixing your brother's hair." Narcissa answered as she ran the brush through softly and gently. The woman peered at Dorinda in the reflection of the mirror. "Those robes look very elegant."
"Thank you." Dorinda blushed. Whenever Narcissa paid her a compliment, she couldn't hold back her embarrassment. It was such a big deal for her. Narcissa was a very beautiful woman, this could not be argued, and it meant the world for Dorinda to hear praises coming from the Malfoy Matriarch. And Narcissa knew this. "I wasn't sure to be honest, since my hair is so dark."
"No it contrasts nicely." Narcissa reassured her confidently, setting the brush down. Dorinda stood up and peered at herself in the mirror.
She wore robes of dark green and underneath was a summer dress of black that fell just below her knees. Her hair hung in waves down to the middle of her back, framing her face gently. She was very short compared to Narcissa's 5'11 frame but she stood proud next to the aristocratic woman. Narcissa laid a hand on Dorinda's small shoulder before turning around to leave quietly through the door.
Dorinda couldn't help but touch the spot where the older woman's hand had just laid. It was a comforting touch, though Narcissa's face had been void from any emotion. It was almost motherly and for the first time, Dorinda couldn't help but think if this was what having a mother felt like. Her heart fluttered silently and she took in a big calming breath, today wasn't the day to cry. Today would be a happy day.
And with that thought, she too turned around and left the room.
"Master Malfoy." Dorinda greeted, bowing her head slightly in respect. Lucius nodded his greeting as Dorinda entered the foyer. "You look nice Julian."
Julian smiled roughly at her and adverted his eyes. He wore robes of black, with a purple dress shirt underneath and black slacks. His slightly longer than shoulder length hair was tied back at the nape of his neck with a purple sash, courtesy of Lucius. This hair-do looked good on him and he felt confident with it. It made him feel more wizard-like almost.
"Might we be on our way then?" Narcissa's voice entered the room. It wasn't much longer before they landed at the Leaky Cauldron through the fireplace.
"Go along and get the books, I'll take the boys." Lucius told Narcissa, who nodded obediently. "We shouldn't be long, just a business matter."
"I have no doubt we will still be at Flourish and Blotts by the time you are finished." Narcissa answered with a glance at an eager looking Dorinda. Lucius nodded and led the two boys away towards another alley that Dorinda had never noticed. "To Gringott's then?"
They made a quick trip to Gringott's so that Dorinda could gather some money for her things and for the duration of the school year. They then headed over to an overcrowded Flourish and Blotts. Apparently a man named Gilderoy Lockhart was there for a book signing. He appeared to be an over flashy, smiling idiot, which Narcissa confirmed that he was.
"He's the author of practically all my school books." Dorinda said as she peered at her list. Narcissa nodded, her face in a sneer.
"Yes, he is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher I hear." Narcissa said softly to hear, trying to gracefully maneuver through the crowds of gawking witches. "Come, let's go do the rest of our shopping first."
They quickly pushed passed the crowds once more as they safely made it through the store and back out to Diagon Alley. Dorinda let out a large relieving sigh, she had been beginning to feel claustrophobic. She was startled moments later however when something soft collided with her back, throwing a face full of thick red hair in Dorinda's face. She couldn't help but smile.
"Rose!" Dorinda turned around and hugged her sister back just as enthusiastically. "You look divine!"
"Do I?" Rose smiled as she stepped back and fiddled with her matching dark green robes in embarrassment. "Thank you for them, Mrs. Malfoy. I like them a lot."
"You are welcome Miss Potter." Narcissa answered with a nod. "You didn't come alone did you?"
"Oh no, only we've lost Harry." Rose's smile faltered. "We flooed for the first time and Mrs. Weasley thinks that Harry might have gone a fireplace too far. They are looking for him."
"I see." Narcissa said, looking out towards the crowds in Diagon Alley. "You are welcome to join us for the time being."
"Really?" Rose's eyes lit up. "Only I don't want to intrude."
"You aren't I assure you." Narcissa looked back down at Rose. "You look like your mother."
"Oh." Rose smiled, her cheeks aflame. She hadn't been expecting that. "That's very kind of you to say."
"Might we go to Madam Malkin's?" Dorinda asked eagerly. "Rose still needs to be fitted to her school robes."
Narcissa nodded and they made their way to the slightly busy robes shop. Dorinda waited patiently as Rose was fitted for her new school robes and as Rose paid, she revealed her surprise.
"For the other robes Madam Malkin." Dorinda said slyly, glancing at Rose as she handed over the money. "Might we see them?"
"Of course Miss Potter." Madam Malkin gestured for them to follow, leading them to a small backroom. Madam Malkin levitated a plastic cover off of a rack of fully tailored robes, underclothes and shoes.
"I've gotten these made just for you Rose." Dorinda smiled at her sister, who's eyes went very large. "Only I know how much you've enjoyed the others."
"All for me?" Rose breaths were slightly staggered as she walked over to the rack and ran her hand over a pair of silver robes. "Oh my."
"Do you like them then?" Dorinda asked, her tone slightly jilted with emotion.
"Like them?" Rose said softly. "I adore them. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You are truly the best sister ever!"
Rose threw herself at her slightly taller sister again and hugged her as tightly as she possibly could. She couldn't wait to be able to try on all these new clothes and finally be able to throw away the ragged old dresses and torn jeans the Dursley's had given her to wear. She couldn't stop saying thank you even after they left the shop, with the promise that the clothes would be sent over to the Burrow later that night.
"There's Harry!" Rose exclaimed suddenly as she took off running through the crowd once more. Dorinda looked up and sure enough there was Harry, surprisingly walking next to Julian. "The Weasley's have been so worried Harry, what happened?"
"Found him in Knockturn Alley." Lucius explained to Narcissa who raised an inquiring eyebrow. "Lucky that I was the one to have done so."
Harry grimaced, he wasn't so sure that he would go as far as to say he had been lucky to have been found by Lucius. However, Julian had been with the man, which was the only reason he had revealed himself from his hiding spot after they had exited Borgin and Burkes. Lucius had been selling what Harry could only assume was illegal poisons while Julian and Draco looked around the room in unashamed interest.
"My brother the dark wizard, who knew!" Julian laughed happily as he clasped his smiling brother's shoulder.
"Ah there is your company." Lucius said as his eyes hardened to steel. The Weasley's were easily spotted by their flaming red hair and once more, they all fell into an awkward silence.
"Harry dear, we've been so worried!" Mrs. Weasley grabbed the skinny boy and hugged him lovingly. "We hoped you only went a grate too far!"
"Knockturn Alley." Harry mumbled as he placed his glasses back on his nose. Mr. Malfoy had fixed them with a simple spell after Harry noticed they had broken coming through the floo.
"Wicked!" George and Fred said at the exact same time, their faces bright with smiles. Mrs. Weasley sent them a glare. "We've never been allowed."
"I should think not!" Mrs. Weasley said in anger. "A place for dark wizards, not a place for children!"
Julian awkwardly shuffled as Mr. Weasley gave Mr. Malfoy a suspicious look, knowing full well that to have found Harry meant that they themselves had been in Knockturn Alley. Dorinda pursed her lips but kept her mouth shut, while all three Malfoy's sneered but didn't say a word. Looks were exchanged uncomfortably between the two groups.
"Might we return to Flourish and Blotts then?" Narcissa broke the silence as she peered down at Dorinda, who nodded gratefully. With a look at Harry and Rose, Dorinda and Julian quickly followed after the Malfoy's.
"What I wouldn't give to know what Lucius Malfoy was doing in Knockturn Alley." Mr. Weasley muttered as he glared at their retreating backs.
"Was selling some stuff at Borgin and Burkes." Harry mumbled with a shrug. "Said something about the Ministry finding them if they raided his manor."
"So he's worried." Arthur smiled in satisfaction.
"Dirty snakes the lot of them." Fred chuckled, ignoring the hurt looks on Harry and Rose's faces.
"Can't believe your guy's brother and sister even hang out with them." Ron shook his head in confusion as they too began to walk towards Flourish and Blotts.
"They can't be all bad since they do." Rose said, thinking of how nice Narcissa had been to her as she fingered her silky robes.
"The Malfoy's are as dark as you get." Ron said, his face red with anger. Rose shrugged in uncertainty but didn't respond.
They got through the crowds, ignored the Malfoy clan, smiled at Julian and Dorinda, and then laughed as Mrs. Weasley and Ginny sighed at the sight of Gilderoy Lockhart. Rose thought him to be handsome but she was too shy to unashamedly gawk at the man, who seemed to be a bit obnoxious. Ron got stepped on by a little old man that had a large wizarding camera and kept snapping photo's for the Daily Prophet.
"Big deal, it's only Gilderoy Lockhart." Ron said in a sulk as he rubbed his sore foot. Said man looked up as he heard his name and smiled widely as he caught sight of Harry and Rose.
"It can't be the Potter's!" Lockhart exclaimed as he grabbed both of their arms and dragged them over behind the table he had previously been sitting at. "Surely your other brother and sister are here too?" Rose couldn't help but nervously glance at an amused Dorinda and Julian. Lockhart followed her gaze and if at all possible, his smile widened. "Come come! Together we're worth the front page!"
"Without you, we're worth the front page!" Julian chuckled but smiled all the same, throwing an arm around Gilderoy for good measure. The man ignored the comment and laughed, the other three did their best not to grimace.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said loudly, waving for quiet. "What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I've been sitting on for some time! When the young Potter's here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today, they only wanted to buy my autobiography, which I shall be happy to present to them now, free of charge-" The crowd applauded again. "He had no idea," Lockhart continued, giving Harry a little shake that made his glasses slip to the end of his nose, "that they would shortly be getting much, much more than my book, Magical Me. Them and their schoolmates will, in fact, be getting the real magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
The crowd cheered and clapped and they soon found themselves being presented with the entire works of Gilderoy Lockhart. Staggering slightly under the weight, they all managed to make their way out of the limelight to the edge of the room, where Ginny was standing next to her new cauldron. Harry dumped the books into the cauldron.
"You take these, I will buy my own." Harry said with a smile. "In fact, I think we all might just buy our own."
Dorinda nodded and handed over the books to Mr. Weasley, Julian gave his to Mrs. Weasley and Rose to gave them Ron. It was the least they all could do for all the hospitality they had been shown by the family. They knew the Weasley's were struggling to make ends meet and if they could help a little, then they would. They all four ignored the protests of the elder Weasley's and refused to take them back when they tried to hand the books to them again.
"Bet, you loved that, didn't you Potter!" Draco Malfoy sneered as he sauntered over. Julian laughed, noticing the amused glint in Draco's eyes.
"Bloody well did, didn't I?" Julian guffawed loudly, throwing his arm around his best friend's shoulder. Draco pushed it off with a raised eyebrow.
"Famous Potter! Can't even go into the bookshop without making the bloody front page!" Draco continued but was now overheard by a small redhead, who obviously wasn't aware of the joking atmosphere.
"Leave him alone! He didn't want all that!" said Ginny. Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise, it was the first time the girl had spoken in front of him. She spoke to Rose all the time when Harry wasn't around but never to or in front of him. She was glaring at Malfoy.
"Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend!" drawled Malfoy. Ginny went scarlet as Hermione fought her way over, clutching a stack of Lockhart's books.
"Not me mate." Julian shook his head sadly. "Only has eyes for Harry." Ginny blushed but kept her glare.
"I'm surprised to even see you lot in a bookstore." Draco went on, his voice getting colder. "Bet your parents will have to go hungry for a month to afford all this."
"Malfoy." Ron finally growled out, Harry put an arm out to stop Ron. "Think your better than us just cause your rich?"
"Well that's certainly one reason." Draco sneered. Lucius Malfoy came up behind Draco and placed his hand on his son's shoulder.
"Now, now Draco do play nice." Lucius said silkily smirking down at the small redheads.
"Lucius." Arthur said, his voice clipped as he too placed his hand on his youngest son's shoulder.
"Been busy at the ministry I hear, with all the raids." Lucius sneered.
"Nervous no doubt Lucius." Arthur commented softly. Lucius's face hardened and his sneer became more pronounced. Dorinda shuffled her feet nervously, she could tell this wasn't going to end well. "Preparing your house I dare say."
"Been paying you overtime I hope for all your prying?" Lucius continued, he picked out a book from Ginny's cauldron. It was old and the cover was tattered but the title was A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration. "Obviously not."
"Speaking of being paid, I suspect Borgin paid you well for your selected items, did he?" Arthur continued, his face red. Lucius's eyes flickered over to Hermione's parents, who stood awkwardly to the side.
"Perhaps one day they will begin to pay you for being a disgrace to the wizarding world." Lucius said slowly, his glare turning back to Arthur Weasley.
"We have a very different view of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy." Arthur Weasley spit out in anger. The four siblings exchanged looks, the air was too tense.
"Clearly." Mr. Malfoy sneered. "The company you keep, and I thought you could sink no lower-"
Apparently that was the breaking point for Mr. Weasley as he threw himself at Lucius Malfoy, punching the slightly taller man in his face. Wands lay forgotten on the floor as Mr. Weasley shoved the blonde man into the book case causing books to fall all over the floor.
"Get him Dad!" Fred and George yelled as they cheered for their father.
"Arthur no!" Mrs. Weasley screeched in embarrassment as everyone in the book shop turned to watch the scuffle.
"Mr. Malfoy!" Dorinda yelled in concern. Was this how two gentlemen were meant to act in public!
"Break it up, there, gents, break it up -" Hagrid was wading toward them through the sea of books. In an instant he had pulled Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy apart. Mr. Weasley had a cut lip and Mr. Malfoy had a beginning of a black eye. He was still holding Ginny's transfiguration book, he thrust it at her.
"Here, girl, take your book, it's the best your father can give you." Lucius spit angrily. "Boys."
Lucius swept himself out of the bookstore quickly, Draco following obediantly behind. Julian gave his brother a look of awe before he too followed. Mrs. Malfoy, calm as ever, gripped Dorinda's shoulder and with a sneer at Mrs. Weasley, led Dorinda out of the store as well.
"Way to go Dad!" Ron yelled after they left. "You sure showed him!"
"Yeh should've ignored him, Arthur," said Hagrid, almost lifting Mr. Weasley off his feet as he straightened his robes. "Rotten ter the core, the whole family, everyone knows that - no Malfoy's worth listenin' ter - bad blood, that's what it is - come on now - let's get outta here." The assistant of the bookstore looked as though he wanted to stop them leaving, but he barely came up to Hagrid's waist and seemed to think better of it. They hurried up the street, the Grangers shaking with fright and Mrs. Weasley beside herself with fury.
"A fine example to set for your children . . . brawling in public . . . what Gilderoy Lockhart must've thought -"
"He was pleased," said Fred. "Didn't you hear him as we were leaving. He was asking that bloke from the Daily Prophet if he'd be able to work the fight into his report, said it was all publicity."
But it was a subdued group that headed back to the fireside in the Leaky Cauldron, where Harry, the Weasleys, and all their shopping would be traveling back to the Burrow using Floo powder. They said good-bye to the Grangers, who were leaving the pub for the Muggle street on the other side; Mr. Weasley started to ask them how bus stops worked, but stopped quickly at the look on Mrs. Weasley's face. Harry couldn't help but exchange smiles with a still quiet Rose, who slowly smiled back.
Summer was nearly over.
It was time to return to Hogwarts.
AN: Took me a little to get this chapter going, not very satisfied with the end result but won't keep it from being published. I received two reviews! Amazing, thank you so very much. They truly mean the world. One day I will work on this chapter again, for now it gets the point across. Thank you once again.
Mettea