Please Read if You Are So Inclined…..But don't read if you get all sensitive about someone being blunt and slightly bitchy
I received a review, and I actually read it which is a rare, for one of my other fics, Harbinger, and the reviewer expressed the fact that they didn't like my writing style. The reviewer then suggested I change my style to suit them and how they desired my story to read.
Since Harbinger is completed I decided to respond via Of Unexpected because I feel these things need to be said, well more like ranted about, as they apply to this fic as well. Anyway onward with my little PSA!
First off trying to change my writing style would be the equivalent of me changing my height; damn near impossible unless it occurs naturally. I like the way I write and the funny thing is out of over 150 reviews for my other fic this person was the only one to complain about the style it was written in.
So should I change my whole fic and style to please one person? FUCK NO! And I wouldn't change anything anyway even if a thousand people reviewed saying they didn't like what I wrote. People seem to forget it is FUCKING OPTIONAL to read the stories posted on this site!
If you don't like the story as it is written STOP FUCKING READING AND GO ELSEWHERE! DO NOT REVIEW whining about it and using sarcasm, which by the way wasn't funny, to try and seem clever. This little nugget of information above applies to any of my stories that are posted on this site.
Sometimes I would love to block all reviews entirely because to be honest I don't care if you like my fic or not; as long as I like what I've written is what matters to me. If the reader enjoys it as well then that's a bonus. I write for me and no one else. If that offends some people well then as I wrote further down in my parting note cry a damn river, build a nice, sturdy, bridge, and get the fuck over it!
It's nothing personal just the way I am; you can't please everyone so you might as well please yourself is a motto I live by. Besides I would rather you just fav'd or followed the fic and didn't waste the time writing a review I probably won't respond to or most likely even read. So save your time for something more rewarding like shoe shopping.
So to close this little heart to heart chat we've been having do not review negatively towards me unless you are prepared to be told in a very subtle way TO GO FUCK YOURSELF ON A RUSTY RAILROAD SPIKE! Also, I will block you so I don't have to listen to your idiocy ever again, once was enough thank you very much.
Thanks for your attention people!
HatefulRodeo
Author: HatefulRodeo
Story: Of Unexpected Deliveries and Doorsteps
Notes: Hola Lovelies! So Harry's POV for the entirety of the chapter. This chapter is mostly filler but it shows Harry being a kid. Next chapter things will be moving forward quickly. Thanks to all who fav'd and followed as we established earlier reviews are neither liked nor disliked by me, they are merely there.
Parseltongue looks like "This"!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I will make no money from the posting of this story.
Previously:
Draco just smiled and stood to leave the room with Harry so they could ascend the stairs together. When they reached the second floor landing and went to go their separate ways to their bedrooms the blonde snagged Harry's forearm in a tight grip; "I'm proud of you too, Harry. I'm proud that you didn't run off once to almost get yourself killed like a moronic Gryffindor." The raven just rolled his green eyes and pushed his brother's shoulder playfully; "Oh, well I have your sterling examples to follow, dear brother."
"For as long as I follow the examples of the all mighty Draco Malfoy I shall be fine." They both stared at each other before breaking down in a fit of giggles. Yes, this night may have brought many trials and possible tribulations to them but it was moments like this that made it all worth it.
Harry parted from his brother with a hug and made his way to his bedroom to strip down to his pajamas; his bed was calling him, hell the mattress was screaming at him to get his bottom back under the soft, warm covers. Harry didn't even have the energy to unwind Ebony from where she was still perched around his shoulders under his newly re-donned pajamas before he fell into bed and succumbed to his exhaustion.
~*~*~*Chapter 12*~*~*~
Harry's plan to speak to his fathers about what happened on Yule Eve was completely thrown to the wayside in the face of the excitement of Yule and using some of the remaining free time he had during his winter break to have some fun. He planned on speaking with his dads eventually but for right now he was enjoying being an eleven year old kid for a little while.
His Yule was wonderful, watching the sun rise with his family was a great time; they all greeted the fiery ball in the sky with smiles on their faces and Harry was grateful to have these three men in his life. Sure they weren't perfect but they were his family and family wasn't about blood; family was about the love you shared with that person and the connection you shared between your hearts and souls.
For those reasons Severus, Lucius, and Draco would forever be his family, no matter what happened Harry would be there for them and he knew the feelings were reciprocated by the others tenfold. It was comforting to know he had such strong familial support, especially after the previous night's events and the upheaval they caused for him and his family.
But he didn't want to dwell on the Dark Lord, Dumbledore, or any forms of strife in his life. Harry simply wanted to enjoy his day and open his gifts; of which there were many to open, much to his dad's chagrin and papa Luc's obvious delight. It seemed Lucius went a bit overboard as usual with the gift giving but who was Harry to complain? Nope, he would shut his mouth and let Severus chide his papa later on when the older men were alone.
As he suspected he and Draco both received new brooms; a Nimbus 2000 apiece. Needless to say the rest of the gifts were opened quickly, but carefully, so the emerald eyed boy and the younger blonde could get out of the house and start soaring around the warded area of the large property their house sat on. After the gift opening was done the two boys bundled themselves up to guard aganst the cold and ran outside to sart flying.
And fly they did! Severus ended up having to come outside and call them in for an early dinner they were so caught up in playing their one on one Seeker game. When the younger raven sat down to a delicious Yule meal he was flushed and positively beaming with good cheer. It was at that moment that Harry saw his familiar for the first time that day. Ebony hadn't wanted to rouse herself to greet the sun that morning, opting to sleep in under the warm covers on her master's bed.
The black serpent was now basking in front of the large fire in the kitchen; she had also reverted back to her true size. All twelve feet of her was coiled leisurely in front of the crackling flames and Harry noticed a large bulge in her middle. The young boy wondered what his familiar could have eaten that would cause her to look so bloated; his dad answered his mental question when he saw his son's speculative gaze directed at the large snake on the hearth rug.
Apparently, Severus thought Ebony deserved a Yule gift as well and gave her a small deer to eat. Harry smiled at his dad and thanked him for thinking of his familiar; the tall raven waved him off while sitting down to eat, explaining that he felt he owed Ebony for all her help protecting his son when they were at Hogwarts and also for what she did when they were down in the Chamber of Secrets.
Still Harry couldn't keep the large, happy smile off his face; he was with his family, they were all, humans and serpent a like, enjoying a wonderful meal, and they still had two weeks or so left of their break to do with as they pleased. He'd have to write to Theo to set up a date to get together; maybe he'd ask for the Nott heir to meet him in Rue de St. Joan and then he would travel with the tall blonde back to Nott Manor so he could stay a night or two.
That sounded like a good plan and hopefully Draco wouldn't be upset that he wouldn't be joining his surrogate brother at Theo's house if he invited the young blonde with them when they went into the French wizarding district...then again Draco may not care at all. His sibling mentioned spending a little bit of time with Blaise at his mother's villa in Genoa; so maybe Harry was making a mountain out of molehill?
Only time would tell but before he got ahead of himself he would have to send a letter to Theo to see if they could make a plan. The emerald eyed boy spent the rest of the meal talking and laughing with his family; no mention of Dark Lords, meddlesome Headmaster's, or the possibility of war in the future were mentioned much to everyone's relief and utter delight.
~*~*~*Time Skip~*~*~*
Three days after Yule found the two Snape-Malfoy siblings in Paris at the renowned Rue de St. Joan. The Rue was bustling with kids and their parents; all wandering around and enjoying the last weeks of the winter holidays. Harry and Draco were seated in one of the many cafes Lucius told them about waiting for their friends to meet them; Theo was coming to see Harry and Blaise was making an appearance to keep his grey eyed sibling entertained.
The raven surveyed the crown and beamed a bright smile when he saw Theo's tall, lanky frame enter the cafe. The blonde saw them and made his way over to take a seat with them; "Harry, Draco, how has your holiday been? Anything new and exciting happen?"
Before Harry could talk and tell the blue eyed boy about the Dark Lord Blaise sat down in the last remaining chair around the square table; neither of the three boys noticed the darker skinned Italian until he was seated. The Zabini heir looked at each of the faces around the table, silently observing them before he spoke; "How have you all been? Did you get everything you wanted for Yule, Draco?"
The two siblings shot each other a look before Harry launched into an explanation of what happened on Yule Eve, getting straight to the heart of the news he wanted to tell the two other boys. By the end of the retelling the Nott heir was wide eyed and speechless. Harry knew his good friend was upset; only something completely unexpected and disconcerting could make Theo drop his cool and calm facade. It pained Harry to see his typically stoic companion this distraught but it had to be done.
Blaise on the other hand looked unaffected by the news of Voldemort's escape and imminent return. This wasn't too shocking since the Zabini family was neutral in the last war and from what he knew of the Italian family they would remain so in the coming conflict unless something major changed in the dynamics of the wizarding world and they were forced to choose a side.
Finally, Theo spoke his voice low and slight choked up; "Harry, you're joking right? Please tell me you're joking..." Harry turned to face his best friend fully, noticing that Draco and Blaise quietly left the table to give the two of them some privacy so Harry could calm the taller blonde down; "I'm sorry, Theo, I really am but I'm being completely serious. He's going to come back but like I said he's different or seems to be. Maybe he'll pardon your dad like he did mine."
"It might not be so bad in the end but if he tries to hurt you I won't stand for it. I'll fight against him if he attempts to hurt anyone I care about, Theo, so don't worry until it's time to. I know you're scared and I hate to make you feel like this but I wanted you to know what's going on. My dad already sent your dad an owl this morning to fill him in on the goings on so he knows everything and can make arrangements to safeguard you and him."
The Nott heir took a deep breath and exhaled noisily before his facade came back full force on his thin face; "Alright, Harry, I'll be alright just give me a moment to assimilate all this." A small sad chuckle left the blue eyed child's lips; "I hope we can work something out with the Dark Lord, I really do. My father is old; yes, he is powerful and intelligent but he is limited by his age and ailments."
"If the Dark Lord wanted to he could destroy him and I'm only eleven, Harry, and untrained; I'm not like you, though, I can't stand up to him knowing it is essentially a death wish but I will try to be strong for you, my father, and myself. Besides I can't leave you alone to run off like a reckless Gryffindor and get yourself killed." The emerald eyed boy pouted cutely, wondering why everyone seemed to think he was a brainless idiot who ran into every dangerous situation blind?
Sure, he was hotheaded and sometimes his body reacted before his mind caught up with what was happening but that was just the way he was. The raven saw something wrong happening and just couldn't stand for it; not the typical mentality of a Slytherin but he was the product, at least genetically, of two of the most Gryffindor Gryffindors and that Gryffindorishness, as his dad liked to call it, was offset by being raised by two ultimate Slytherins.
So in essence he was a perfect blending of the two Houses; a Slytherindor if you will. But Harry thought that was a good thing. He had the bravery and courage to stand strong against injustice but he also had the cunning and forethought to create plans when it was needed. And with Theo, Draco, and his fathers by his side he would be okay since their caution would offset his brashness, at least most of the time...
He shook his head and smiled at his friend while he reached out under the table and took Theo's larger hand in his; "We'll be alright, Theo, I promise. Whatever happens we'll stick together; all of us. But enough with this depressing stuff! Let's go have some fun! I want to go to Quality Quidditch and look around for some new Seeker's gloves and get some broomstick polish for my new Nimbus 2000."
The blue eyed boy rolled his eyes at Harry's excitement over shopping for Quidditch stuff but smiled his typical small smile and stood; "Well then who I am I to keep the great Harry Potter-Snape from his Quidditch supplies. Come on let's catch up to Blaise and Draco before one of them does something stupid and the other tries to strangle them." Harry nodded and got up, following Theo out of the cafe so the four boys could start their day in Paris' greatest wizarding quarter.
First stop for the group was in fact Quality Quidditch where Harry and Draco went wild, looking through everything in the store. Theo and Blaise followed their friends, joint looks of patient amused exasperation on their faces. Both taller boys enjoyed Quidditch; they liked watching and talking about it when the topic came up but their liking of the sport was small in comparison to Draco and Harry's almost obsessive love of the flying sport.
However, Theo and Blaise were good sports about it but after an hour of browsing Theo pulled Harry to the register and made the youngest Snape check out so they could visit another store before they had to leave. The young raven smiled a little sheepishly but bought his new gloves and polish; Draco was pouting a little but followed the three of them out of them store after he bought what he selected.
Blaise was interested in visiting one of the smaller book stores to see if he could find anything interesting to buy; Theo was in complete agreement for this stop so the two siblings followed their friends into the smallish bookshop. It wasn't too bad actually. Harry found a few small but interesting books about magical animals, one of which was about all types of magical snakes; it even had an incredibly detailed chapter about Titanoboa.
Ebony would be pleased to hear more about her species when he returned home in a couple days. Harry hadn't wanted to leave his familiar but she was starting to shed her skin and became a bit snippy and lethargic during the process so the green eyed boy left his scaly friend to her own devices. Severus and Lucius already promised to look after her to the best of their abilities, which were considerable so Harry was calm about their short separation.
Once the four of them purchased their selected books they wandered around the Rue, stopping at the magical pet shop to pick up some things for their animals. Harry bought some owl treats for Hedwig; who he adored. His owl was quite an intelligent bird, too intelligent sometimes, and frequently visited with Harry during breakfast even when she didn't have any post for him.
This happened quite often since the two out of three people who would write to him lived in the castle so Harry rarely got anything in the mail. Sometimes papa Luc would write small notes to him and Draco asking about their studies and if they needed anything but they were few and far between since the two eleven year olds typically saw the Malfoy Lord over the weekends.
He also bought a few fat rats for Ebony to munch on when she finished shedding her skin; he left them alive since he knew his familiar enjoyed the thrill of hunting her prey. She despised eating something that was already cold and dead, no matter how good the Stasis Spell used on the carcass was.
After the animal shop they wandered around more, looking at the window displays in several stores but not going inside. The Rue had a lot to offer but the boys didn't really need anything so they remained on the cobblestoned streets, window-shopping, and chatting about their holidays. Needless to say Theo and Blaise's break was very quiet, unlike Draco and Harry's adventure filled off-time.
The young raven had to smile when he listened to his blonde friend talk about the research he was looking into when it came to Arithmancy and the use of certain potion ingredients to add more power to a ritual or summoning. The Nott boy should talk to Severus about this subject. No doubt his dad would be interested in the subject as it had to do with potions, which aside from his family was Severus' great love in life.
Yes, Theodore Nott was a little bit of a nerd but Harry liked him just the way he was besides that studious mentality would take Theo very far in life. It made Harry wonder if he should start looking into Arithmancy and Ancient Runes before he elected to take them in third year; it couldn't hurt him to be ahead of the curve.
The raven had a lot riding on him and the best offence is a good defense, learning things in advance would put him ahead in the game, setting him up to succeed later on down the line. So he would most definitely be joining Theo in his side study project of exploring the subject of Arithmancy and suggest they begin looking into Ancient Runes together.
As a matter of fact, now that he thought on it, most of Harry's study time was spent in the company of his closest friend; his dad probably thought the Nott heir a great influence on his sometimes easily distracted son. There was another side of that coin too though; Theo helped Harry to stay focused on his studies while Harry helped Theo loosen up and have some fun every now and again. Together they made a great team and also they were at the top of their year at Hogwarts so obviously they were doing something right; right?
After much looking and perusing they made their way back to the little cafe they started their day at to meet up with his dad and papa Luc for dinner before they would part ways; Severus and Lucius would return to their home in the French countryside and the boys would visit their friends' houses for a couple days.
As they approached the restaurant Harry finally noticed the name of the place; Mitis Fungus or if Harry was correct The Mellow Toadstool in English. Who the hell would name their cafe The Mellow Toadstool? Well it had to be good or papa Luc wouldn't allow them to eat there; stuck up, picky, snob that the Malfoy Lord was. Well Harry would just have to see what this place offered before he judged it by its name.
After all wasn't he always advocating for people to explore something or get to know someone before you made up your mind about it? Yes, yes, he was so it would be highly hypocritical of him to not give this Mushroom...errr Toadstool place a try.
When they stepped into the cafe they noticed Severus and Lucius were already seated and sipping their glasses of wine which no doubt cost about two hundred galleons a bottle; you had to love papa Luc or you'd cry at the sheer amount of money the blonde man could spend on simple things like wine or food.
Thank Merlin his dad was around to keep the man reigned in or their house would be furnished with solid gold everything, probably even the floor. Harry had seen Malfoy Manor and the place was an homage to opulence and money; the emerald eyed boy thought it beautiful but cold and a bit garish, really. He could understand why Lucius liked to stay in their French house, even when Severus, Harry, and Draco were away at Hogwarts; it was a great deal warmer and lived in than the Malfoy ancestral home.
Harry's focused on the people around him and smiled at his dads when his group made it to the older males' table; the younger raven sat next to his dad with Theo on his other side. Blaise was next to Theo then Draco who was in between the Zabini heir and Lucius at the large circular table. As soon as their four bottoms hit their wooden chairs menus appeared in front of them.
The emerald eyed boy looked over the selection for something that appealed to him and chose the Beef Bourguignon which was served with a side of homemade noodles or more like magically made noodles but it was the thought that counted. Harry drew his wand and tapped the line that read Beef Bourguignon so the kitchen would know that was what he wanted to eat and they could get started on the cooking.
Soon everyone was finished ordering and they began to chat. His dad leaned down and murmured in Harry's ear; "Did you have a good time, my son? Did anyone try to hurt you?" The young raven rolled his eyes but smiled an exasperated smile at his dad; trust Severus to worry about him getting stalked all the way in Paris; "I had a great time. It was nice to explore a proper wizarding district without an adult forcing me to leave the store when they became bored."
That Theo had to drag him out of Quality Quidditch earlier was totally not the issue; Severus would never need to know about that as he would smugly gloat about it. The older raven smirked; "Child, there is only so much time an intelligent person can spend in that blasted Quidditch shop before they go insane. I'm sure Theodore didn't allow you to stay there as long as you liked, did he?
The Potter-Snape looked slightly sheepish and looked away from Severus but said nothing to confirm or deny his dad's assumption but he as good as told his dad that Theo had in fact had to drag him away from all that precious Quidditch equipment and supplies.
Severus chuckled lightly, reaching the correct conclusion even if Harry didn't come right out and say Theo dragged him out of the shop; "Ah so the little Nott is even more intelligent that I thought he was. How that child didn't get straight O's on his term tests I will never know."
Harry nodded in agreement to both his dad's points but said nothing; he still felt a little chagrined about his dad knowing Theo had to forcibly remove him from the Quidditch store, maybe his interest, or obsession was probably a better word, in Quidditch wasn't all that healthy?
Severus' words also made Harry think about Theo's test results; he knew how Theo hadn't gotten straight O's on his tests. The Nott heir messed up when he was trimming one of his plants during his Herbology exam and Sprout had to take off a few points from his grade. The mistake was nothing serious but every little point counted when it came to practical testing. But the green eyed raven was sure that his friend would pull straight O's on his final exams, nothing else would do for Theo in the end.
Harry was once again pulled out of his thoughts when delicious smelling food appeared in front of him. After one scrumptious bite he decided that maybe naming your restaurant The Mellow Toadstool wasn't such a bad idea after all if they produced mouthwatering food like this. It seemed his view on the quality of the food was shared by everyone since the conversations dwindled to almost nothing as they savored bites of their food.
~*~*~*Short Time Skip~*~*~*
Once they finished their meals and paid the party of six stood and left the cafe; Lucius stopped to pay his compliments on the wonderful food to a tall, grey haired man who Harry assumed was either the owner or the manager of the place. Severus led the rest of them outside and turned to face the four eleven year olds; "Alright, Harry and Theodore I will be taking you to Nott Manor. Lucius will be taking Draco and Blaise to Genoa. Harry and Draco did you remember your things?"
Harry and Draco nodded, both patting their trouser pockets where their shrunken trunks were situated. After that they waited quietly for Lucius to join them before they parted ways. While they waited Harry walked over to talk to Draco and nudged the blonde with his shoulder to get his brother's attention; "Have fun at Blaise's and I'll see you in a few days." The grey eyed boy nudged him back; "I will. You have fun at Nott's and stay out of trouble for once."
The emerald eyed eleven year old just rolled his eyes; "Only if you promise to stay out of trouble as well." His sibling sniffed haughtily; "I am a Malfoy and a Malfoy never, ever, acts uncouth." Everyone, including Severus, laughed but promptly shut up when Lucius approached and asked them what was so funny.
No one wanted to tell the temperamental elder blonde that they were chuckling at one of the many Malfoyisms Lucius was so fond of spouting on occasion. Now that his papa was there proper goodbyes were said before Severus grasped Theo and Harry around the waist and told them to hold on tight.
Once the two eleven year olds had a firm grip on the tall man his dad spun on his heals and with a crack they were gone.
~*~*~*Time Skip~*~*~*
Nott Manor was amazing! There was so much to do there; they even had a Quidditch pitch at the back of the property, something Harry took advantage of right after breakfast on his second day there. Theo even humored him and played a couple rounds of Seeker games with the raven before he left Harry to his own devices. The only thing that would have made the experience better was if he had his Nimbus 2000 to ride on but Theo's brooms were alright, a bit old but in great condition.
The Lord Nott was cordial toward Harry and Theo wasn't joking when he said the man was aged. Harry had caight glances of the man who was his best friend's father but he never really looked. The Nott Lord had to be around ninety years old at least but you shouldn't let that fool you; the elder man's eyes were still sharp and wily. You would be a fool to underestimate him simply because he was aged.
Other than at meals and when he first arrived Harry didn't see Lord Theodred Nott very often. Theo explained that his father was often in his office all day, writing missives or reviewing reports sent to him from one of the many companies the Nott family owned. But Harry did know that his dad spoke to the Nott Lord when they'd first arrived there.
What the two adults spoke about the green eyed boy couldn't be sure about but he had an idea that it was about the Dark Lord's possible movements and what he could be up to and what it meant for the Nott family. Plus, Severus probably threatened the other man to keep Harry safe while he was staying at their Manor; not that it was necessary but his dad was a little paranoid. How else had the man survived being a spy against the Dark Lord for so many years before the man fell that Halloween night? It was definitely not by being stupid and careless.
But so far Harry was having the time of his life. He was sad that he had to leave tomorrow after only spending two days at Nott Manor. Between the Quidditch pitch, the stables full of amazing magical horses, and the beautiful gardens Harry would miss this place very much. Nott Manor wasn't like Malfoy Manor; Theo's home was well decorated and possessed elegance but it wasn't overwhelming.
The rooms that formal guests normally didn't access like the family room were furnished comfortably with large, soft, brown leather sofas and chairs. The wooden floor was covered in slightly worn, fluffy rugs and a large crackling fire that warmed the whole space, even with the freezing English temperatures at night, dominated almost one whole wall. Theo's Manor was exactly what Harry hoped the Potter's ancestral home was like; well he hoped it wasn't decorated entirely in red and gold either.
This break was wonderful but Harry was excited to get back to school. He loved Hogwarts and loved learning all there was to know about magic. Granted some of the things they learned were completely useless but it was magic so it was worth it to know just for the sake of it. Plus, if he ever had kids he could entertain them by changing a table into a pig or some other random barnyard animal.
The best thing about this winter vacation was he got to be just a kid for a little while; he and his friends got to run around the Rue de St. Joan for the day and have dinner out with his family before coming to a friend's house for a sleepover. For a few days he was allowed to be a kid, not the boy-who-lived or whatever name they were referring to him as but a normal eleven year old boy.
Unfortunately, Harry knew that as soon as he returned home he would have to talk to his dad about the things that haunted him when he was alone at night right before sleep claimed him. He had held off facing it for a little while in favor of relaxing and having fun but it was time to face all that went down and came about on Yule Eve.
Harry was thankful that his family understood Harry's need for some time to himself and didn't mention the Dark Lord to him directly. Even Theo seemed to understand his friend's reluctance to speak about Voldemort or anything about that night when he was called to Hogwarts to assist the old Headmaster; with the exception of Harry explaining what happened to him that day in Paris the Nott heir stayed silent on the topic and joined Harry in enjoying their time together.
The things going on in his life were sometimes almost too much for the eleven year old to handle but he would shoulder the burden because he wouldn't allow himself to back out and leave his responsibilities to someone else. Sure he would have to grow up quicker than most of his classmates and that kind of sucked but if it kept him, his family, and those he cared for alive and well it was worth it.
But for now he was going to fly around the Nott's Quidditch pitch with Theo and whoop and yell like the eleven year old child he was. These moments may not be guaranteed in the near future and he wasn't stupid enough not to cherish the simple joys of spending time with the person closest to him outside of his family.
So Harry got to be a kid for a little while but alas it will end and things will move forward sort of quickly. The Dark Lord will be making an appearance soon and some time skips will be coming too since I don't think you all care about the mundane facts of Harry's life.
Also, I know I said I was going to pair Draco up with a chick but I don't want to...I want to put him with Blaise and guess what I am since none of the HP females are interesting to me and creating an OFC would be too troublesome. So hopefully no one has an issue with this and if you do well then deal with it as it is non-negotiable so cry a river, build a nice, sturdy, bridge, and get the fuck over it cause it ain't gonna to change.
This story is becoming an epic; which is something I should have seen coming but I didn't. Oopppsss! Anywho, that being said updates may be coming slower since I have a life outside of writing and sometimes there aren't enough hours in the day and I refuse to publish subpar chapters for the sake of posting something for the sake of it to appease the readers following the story. Patience Please!
As Always All Mistakes Are My Own!