Searches, Pranks & Confrontation

Daisy looked around the room, finding herself yet again in the veil. She had only managed a few minutes here and there over the past few nights, her exhaustion finally catching up to her, causing her to fall into a deep dreamless sleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. While she was eager to get the rest, it didn't bode well for learning from Athanasia or finding the location of the journal.

She and Nikos spent their days searching his records for anything that might mention where she lived while she was alive. Even going out and checking some of the older homes in the village. Occasionally she would attempt to connect to the veil, but nothing happened - still. She was starting to get even more frustrated.

Which is why she was nearly elated to find herself standing in the veil, even though her heart was starting to race.

"You have finally come back, dear Daisy," Athanasia said from behind her. Daisy turned to face her, smiling slightly though she felt a chill running through her body. "My dear, why do you still fear this place?"

"Just… kind of gives me the creeps," she said, looking around. She could hear murmurs, see shadows shifting in the corners. Not far off, she could see the veil, hear her family on the other side. "Why is that always there? I know they aren't on the other side."

"It is there to remind you that you are from the land of the living," Athanasia said. "Lest you forget."

"What would happen if I forgot?" Daisy asked.

"Then you would likely stay here though the only thing that would keep you here is yourself," Athanasia said.

"So… not stuck. But what would happen to my body? Would it… you know..." Daisy faltered, not quite wanting to say the words out loud.

"It would wait for your soul to return… but even with us… our bodies cannot wait forever," she said. Daisy nodded.

"Is that what happened to you? Did you forget?" Daisy asked. Athanasia shook her head.

"I never forgot. But there did come a time when I did not want to return to the living… I began to spend more time here than I did there," she said softly.

"But couldn't you just bring them back?" Daisy asked.

"There comes a time, Daisy, when a person knows it is their time to move on. We have the gift over death, but not the gift over time," she said. "Old age will catch up to us all someday." Daisy nodded. "But this is not what I wanted to speak to you about today. We only have so much time… there are some people that I wish for you to meet." Daisy looked at her confused.

Athanasia looked away, smiling as she held her hand out. From the shadows, a couple appeared, walking towards her. They both looked like they could be about her age. Daisy's eyes widened as she took in the woman's long red, curls. The man's dark unruly hair and glasses.

"Aunt Lily? Uncle James?" she breathed. The woman ran to her, taking Daisy in her arms.

"I had hope that one of these times I would get to see you. We've heard you've been visiting," she said, her green eyes swimming in tears. Daisy looked over at James and then stepped over to hug him.

"It's good to finally meet you," he said, smiling down at her. Daisy looked back and forth between the two.

"Mum will be happy to hear that I've seen you," she said. Lily nodded.

"Please tell her that we watch over her often. And we're both so proud of all she's done," she said, grinning as she touched Daisy's cheek.

"Blimey, seeing her up close - she really is the spitting image of Iris," James said. Daisy laughed.

"Mum always said I remind her of you, Aunt Lily," Daisy said.

"It's so good to see you, Daisy… All these years we've been watching, never able to communicate with you all. And now…" Lily stopped speaking, momentarily becoming overwhelmed. She kept reaching out and touching Daisy - her cheek or one of her curls - still not quite believing she was there. And knowing that she would be able to return. Daisy looked over at Athanasia.

"Why did you bring them here?" she asked.

"To show you that you have nothing to fear here," Athanasia said softly. Daisy looked back at Lily and James.

"You are so brave, my dear niece," Lily said. "So brave."

"The road ahead is not going to be easy, but you have all of us to help you," James added.

"Where are the others?" Daisy asked. "Can I meet them too?"

"Not now, young Daisy," Athanasia said. "We do not have much time before you wake up. But another time, once you've mastered your gift and you can come when you choose and speak with who you wish." Daisy nodded, smiling at her aunt and uncle.

"I can't believe that I'm actually meeting you," she said. Lily walked her over to a bench and the three sat talking for what felt like hours - though it was not that long. Lily and James talked about when Iris was younger. Lily spoke about the first time she saw her as an infant. Both talked about the mischief she would cause. They had seemed to have had a happy life together - before it all ended.

"Daisy! Time to get up!"

Daisy looked around the room, recognizing her mother's voice.

"Is that… Iris?" Lily asked. Daisy nodded.

"I wish that I could take you to her," Daisy said, looking at her aunt. Lily smiled sadly.

"Unfortunately, we are bound to here. We can't go back," she said.

"I know, but… someday I'll be able to take you to her… just for a few minutes, but at least you could see and talk to her," Daisy said. Lily smiled and caressed her cheek.

"Someday, yes. But not today," she said.

"It is time to go, Daisy," Athanasia said. Daisy nodded. She looked at Lily and James.

"I'll come see you again," she promised. She then closed her eyes.

When she opened them her mother was just walking into her room, already dressed for the day.

"Oh good! You're awake," Iris said brightly. Daisy sat up and smiled, tears pricking in her eyes. "What's this?"

"Mum… I saw them," she said softly. Iris frowned.

"Who?" she asked.

"Aunt Lily and Uncle James. I've just been talking to them," she said. Iris went silent as her hand came to her mouth.

"Lily and James?" she asked softly. Daisy nodded as Iris walked over and sat on her bed. "Really?"

"They told me about you when you were a child," Daisy said. "How you were always transforming into someone else to play tricks or entertaining Harry." Iris laughed softly, her eyes with a sheen of tears in them. "They watch you, you know."

"I suppose they would," Iris said breathlessly.

"They're always with us, even though we can't see or hear them," Daisy said, reaching out to take her mother's hands. Iris nodded, staring down at her daughter's hands in hers.

"I just… I guess I'm still wrapping my head around this," she said. She looked over at Daisy and smiled. "I still miss them so much."

"I know. They miss you too," Daisy said. She then took a deep breath, determination entering her eyes. "Mum, I'm going to figure this out. And then I'm going to bring them to talk to you whenever you want." Iris wiped her cheeks and then pulled Daisy towards her into a hug.

"I know you will," she said softly. She kissed her cheek and then let go. "Come on then. We've got a long day ahead of us and you'll be needing breakfast." Daisy nodded as she watched her mother stand and walk out of the room. Daisy threw the comforter off and set about getting ready. She didn't know what the day would hold, but she knew that if anything, she needed to master this gift for her family.


Daisy sighed as she flipped another page in the ancient book she was looking through. She and Nikos still hadn't managed to find anything that held any sort of clue towards where Athanasia's former home was. Many of the homes in the villages were passed down within families, but she had not married and had no children, so it was unclear what happened to her home and property after her death.

"You'd think as great as she was, someone would have thought to write down where she lived or something," Daisy muttered.

"Do not be discouraged, we will find it," Nikos said, looking at her from his desk. She looked up and smiled slightly before returning to the book in front of her on an old, worn table.

"Do you know how she died?" Daisy asked, glancing up at him.

"I suspect it was old age," he said. Daisy nodded and turned back to the book, flipping another page. She took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She had even gotten to thinking about long she would live with everything going on. She pushed it aside, determined that it would be something to worry about later.

So far, the book she was looking through hadn't gleaned any information on Athanasia. They were scouring through old census records in the village, hoping to come across something referencing her. They had yet to find the records that went back as far as when she was alive.

"Has she said anything to you that would tell you where her home was?" Nikos asked. Daisy shook her head.

"Just that it was there," she said. "But what if her home was destroyed and the journal was lost forever?"

"Do not think such dark thoughts, Daisy. We will find it," Nikos said. Daisy nodded and yawned slightly, finding it difficult to keep her eyes open. "Perhaps I shall get us some coffee, no?"

"Thank you, Professor," Daisy said, leaning back in her chair. She rubbed her temples as the professor walked out of the library towards the kitchen. Daisy looked up at the ceiling, allowing her mind to wander.

"If I were a blasted journal, where would I be?" she asked the air quietly. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She thought of Athanasia, her long hair and white dress. Of the things the spoke of while in the veil. Sighing, Daisy opened her eyes and looked forward, jumping slightly to see Athanasia standing before her in the room.

"You're here," Daisy said, sitting up. Athanasia didn't speak, only smiled and started walking out of the room. Daisy jumped to her feet, quickly following. She kept walking, noticing that although Athanasia's gown swished around her, she made no sound. They continued walking until they had stepped out of the front door of Nikos' home onto the busy street. Athanasia stopped and looked back and forth, almost as though she were turned around. She then looked to her left and continued up the street that began to wind up the hill. Daisy continued following as the rest of the village bustled around them. It was as if no one saw them.

Up they continued, almost seeming as if they were going to continue towards the elders' home. But instead of continuing towards them, Athanasia turned off the path, moving through the trees into the forest. Daisy ducked out of the way of branches and had to go back and forth between watching where she was walking and keeping Athanasia in her sights.

She wanted nothing more than to ask where they were going, but she kept quiet. Afraid that if she spoke it would ruin the dream or whatever this was. Onward they continued until Athanasia stepped into a clearing where an old house stood, slightly in ruin. She stopped and looked back at Daisy, smiling softly before turning and looking back at the house. She then stepped towards the door as Daisy moved to follow her.

She then stopped as she heard her name in the breeze.

"Daisy…"

She turned and looked around, frowning slightly.

"Daisy, wake up!"


Daisy shot up in her chair and looked around the library. Nikos was standing there. Two mugs of coffee sitting on the table next to him.

"You must have dozed off again," he said, smiling. Daisy shot up from the chair and started out of the house. "Where are you going, Daisy?"

"I think I know where it is!" she said. "I saw something. A dream. Or maybe a vision. Maybe I was in a trance. I don't know. But she showed me." Nikos quickly followed her as she stepped out of the house and started up the street.

"Where are you going?" he asked, finding it difficult to keep up with the swift seeker. Daisy glanced back over her shoulder.

"To Athanasia's home," she said. She then turned and continued up the path. They left the village but instead of continuing up the path, she turned off the way, disappearing into the woods.

"There is nothing here, Daisy," he called out.

"But there is!" Daisy shouted. They continued forward until Daisy came to stop in the clearing. The house was there. Daisy grinned as Nikos stopped at her side.

"Athena, this place must have been hidden for years and faded from memory," he said, looking around. The forest seemed to have grown up around the home, the roots and branches of trees seeming to almost swallow the stone building. Daisy stepped forward, pushing the door open. Inside the home was a mess of leaves and dust. Furniture turned over or broken. Daisy looked around.

"Where would you hide a journal?" she asked, glancing over at Nikos. "You woke me up before I could go inside." Nikos looked around the room.

"I suppose we should begin looking," he said, stepping over to a cabinet and starting to go through it. Daisy perused some shelves, picking up broken bits of pottery and looking through random books. They both quietly poked around the various nooks and crannies before coming to stand in front of the large hearth. Daisy bit her bottom lip, scanning around the room. There wasn't much there, but still they didn't find anything.

"You think she had some sort of hidden compartment or something?" Daisy asked, looking over at Nikos.

"Possibly," he said with a sigh. Daisy looked back at the hearth.

"It must be here. She wouldn't have shown me this place it if it wasn't," she insisted. She looked down, noticing that one of the rocks seemed out of place. Looking at it, she bent down and rested her hand on it, finding it was a bit wobbly. Reaching down with both hands, she felt around the edges and managed to pry it up. Putting it aside, they both looked down, seeing a leather pouch. Daisy held her breath as she reached down and picked it up. Opening it, she reached in, her eyes widening as she felt something inside. She pulled out a small, leather-bound book. She stood as she opened it, seeing faint writing in a language she didn't understand. She looked over at the professor.

"What does it say?" she asked breathlessly. He looked at the first page.

"It says… these are the words of Athanasia," he said starting to grin. Daisy gave a whoop and started jumping around.

"We found it!" she shouted. Laughing she launched into a hug that nearly knocked the professor over. "Come on! Let's go back so you can start translating it!"


"You sure he's not set to come back anytime soon?" Alan asked, glancing over at Remus. His brother just grinned.

"Checked with Dad. Said he's planning to keep him all afternoon for a strategy session with the assistant coaches," he replied.

"Why is it that Wills is there and the rest of the team isn't?" Alan asked, continuing to work.

"He is the captain. And suppose it's really more for when he retires and takes over as chaser coach someday," Remus replied.

"When do you think we'll start working with the beater coach?" Alan asked.

"Probably when we start up team practices," Remus said. He glanced over at Alan. "Been sleeping any better?" Alan shrugged.

"Doing a bit better," he said, not taking his attention off their work.

"Could use a bit of guidance from Uncle Fred about now," Remus said with a sigh as Alan chuckled.

"It's not like I can just will it to happen. It does when it does," Alan said.

"You should use a permanent sticking charm - that'll really get a rise out of him," a soft voice said. Alan looked around the flat.

"D'you hear that?" he asked.

"Hear what?" Remus asked. He stopped his work and looked over at Alan. "Did you hear him?" Alan stopped and looked around.

"He said we should use a permanent sticking charm," Alan said, looking at Remus. His brother started grinning. He looked around the flat.

"I like the way you think, Uncle Fred!" he shouted.

"And I like the way you two think," the voice said inside Alan's head. He chuckled.

"Said he likes the way we think," he replied. "Come on. We've got loads more of these to put up before Wills gets back."

The two set back to work in silence for a few moments before Remus glanced over at Alan.

"Is it difficult? Hearing them?" he asked.

"Takes me by surprise most of the time," he said. "But I'm so used to Mum and Jamie in my head - and now Pix - that it's not so odd."

"But you can hear our dead relatives," Remus said. Alan sighed.

"It's not all the time. Just… every so often," Alan said.

"So, it doesn't get annoying?" Remus asked.

"Not as annoying as you asking about it," Alan muttered.

"Have you told Pix yet?" Remus asked, ignoring Alan's mutters.

"Not yet," he said.

"Or Mum or anyone but me?" Remus asked, stopping his work.

"Would you keep at it? We won't finish before he gets back," Alan nearly shouted. Remus sighed and got back to work. "And no, I haven't. I don't want to bother them when they should be focusing on training."

"But you should say something," Remus replied.

"Why do you think I told you?" Alan asked. Remus stopped for a moment.

"Oh," he said. Alan smiled and shook his head.

"Come on, then. It's going to be brilliant when we see the look on Wills' face," he said.


A couple hours later, the two brothers were crouched down on the balcony of Wills' flat, waiting patiently for the chaser to return home. Their father had told them the strategy session was going on until about 5 p.m., which meant that Wills should be returning any minute. They took a moment to survey their work. They had covered nearly every available surface of the flat downstairs in photos of Daisy. With their sister gone, Wills had been moody. And without their usual source of entertainment, the two had been getting antsy and decided a good prank was in need.

After the success of their "talk" with Wills, they had decided he was the best victim. Lucy would likely murder them if they tried anything and Dominique and Molly were too focused on the investigation to be any fun. Roxanne usually just laughed at them and Freddie and James would attempt to get even. While the idea of a prank war was appealing, they weren't sure if they were quite ready to take that on, though they had entertained the idea of slipping James a potion that would turn him Puddlemere colors for a few hours, intending to sneak into the Falcons' stadium during practice to watch him get reamed out by his coach.

But instead, they were sitting there, waiting on Wills to come home and find his flat full of Pixie.

"What do you think he'll do?" Remus asked.

"Dunno, but I look forward to it," Alan replied. The two chuckled and then went quiet as they heard a familiar tapping on the door. They leaned forward, looking down through the metal railing, waiting.

"What the… for fuck's sake?" they heard from downstairs. They shook with silent laughter as they heard him walk further into the flat. Looking down, they saw him stop just in the living room, looking around at the photos covering the walls and floors with a look of utter shock on his face. Daisy was winking at him and blowing kisses from various angles. In some of them, she was huffing or throwing something. There were a multitude of embarrassing baby photos as well. "What is this?!" Wills looked up, seeing the photos covering the ceiling as well. It was then he saw the two brothers, crouched on the balcony, now unable to contain their laughter as loud guffaws filled the flat.

"Thought you might be missing Pixie a bit," Remus shouted down.

"So, we made sure you wouldn't!" Alan added. Wills glared at them a moment and then looked around and found himself chuckling.

"Good work, lads," he said. "Now get down here and help me take all these down."

The two made their way down the stairs with Alan then walking over to a bag and pulling out a bottle of firewhisky.

"We brought a bit of something for ya," he said, tossing Wills the bottle. Wills looked at it then walked into the kitchen, pulled out some glasses and filled them before walking back in. He handed two to Remus and Alan then took a sip of his own while he looked around.

"How on earth did you get so many photos of Pix?" he asked.

"Simple replication charm," Remus said.

"And there were loads lying around Mum and Dad's," Alan said.

"And then you spent the entire afternoon here posting them about… I have to admire your dedication," Wills said. "But seriously, you have to help me take them down. Pix'll kill me if she gets back and sees this. She'll think I'm obsessed."

Remus and Alan glanced at each other and then quickly sat their glasses down.

"About that…" Remus started.

"Gotta go!" Alan said cheerfully as the two started to bolt from the flat.

"Where are you going?! GET BACK HERE!" Wills shouted, starting to follow them.

"By the way, we used a permanent sticking charm!" Remus shouted just before the two dashed out the front door and apparated. Wills stopped and looked around the flat again, his eyes going wide.

"She really is going to kill me for this…"


Chris was finishing up his last report for the day as Molly and Dominique were packing up their purses and preparing to leave - no doubt in for another night of wedding plans with Lucy. He glanced over at the meeting rooms where he could see Tori standing with a glare on her face while Richards was yelling at her. She said something back to him which only caused him to get up in her face, sneering something. She blinked slightly but held the glare until he backed away and then left the room. Tori walked over and punched the wall before closing her eyes and taking a few deep breaths. She then walked out, stopping suddenly when she realized that Chris was still there, watching.

"What was that about?" he asked. She smiled and shrugged, walking over to her desk.

"Nothing," she said.

"Didn't look like nothing," he said. Tori sighed as she sat down.

"Don't worry about it," she said tensely. Chris just continued to watch her as the rest of the department started filing out. He then stood, grabbing his wand and sliding it into the pocket of his robes.

"Come on, then," he said, motioning towards the door. Tori looked up, confused.

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"I'm going to the Woods and you look like you need a drink," he said.

"Not sure about that… I have a lot of-"

"No excuses. Get your things, Rollins," he said, a hint of a smile on his face. Tori sighed and gathered up her things. She pulled her purse over her shoulder and stood.

"Lead the way," she said.

The two walked out of the department and made their way to the lifts, Chris glancing at Tori every so often.

"So… are you going to tell me what's going or will I have to ply you with a load of firewhisky to get it out of you?" he asked. Tori looked up at him, frowning slightly.

"I told you, it's nothing. Richards just doesn't like me that much," she said as they stepped into the lift and headed to the lobby. Chris sighed.

"Fine… firewhisky it is," he said, causing Tori to roll her eyes. They made their way through to the floos, stepping in and arriving at the Woods. Remus and Alan were on the balcony, laughing hysterically over something while standing at a grill.

"Wills coming?" Chris asked, stepping over towards the open doors. The two looked over at him and grinned.

"Reckon he's a bit busy tonight," Remus said. Chris stopped and furrowed his brow.

"What did you do to him?" he asked.

"Oh nothing… just a bit of redecorating," Alan said, his attention on the steaks he was cooking.

"Redecorating?" Tori asked, moving to stand next to Chris.

"Yea, we posted a load of photos of Pix all over his flat. Took some photos of it for prosperity. They're on the table," Remus said. "Good to see you, Tori. Hope you're hungry."

She stepped closer, closing her eyes as she took a giant whiff of steak, her mouth starting to water.

"That smells good," she said, opening her eyes and smiling.

"Beer's in the fridge," Alan said. "Christos should be in soon from the shop. Might bring Roxanne with him."

"When do I get to meet the rest of the clan?" Tori called out as she pulled two beers out and walked back over to Chris, holding one out.

"James is likely busy with quidditch. Freddie's got a new girlfriend, so probably won't see much of him for the next few weeks. But Pix and Jamie'll be back in a week and a half," Alan said, looking over at her.

"And so, let me guess… you two got bored and decided to prank your sister's boyfriend?" she said, smiling. She wasn't sure, but something about being at the Woods' flat instantly put her in a better mood. Out of the corner of her eye, she could sense Chris watching her.

"Well, it was him or James and Freddie. But we weren't too keen on a prank war starting up," Remus said. "That could get out of hand."

"That happen often?" Tori asked. Chris chuckled.

"Should have been at Hogwarts," he said.

"Any chance an irate Wills might come over later?" Tori asked.

"Nah, he's too busy frantically trying to remove them all before Pix gets back," Alan said.

"He doesn't get that angry, thankfully," Remus said. "Though he might get a bit irked with this one. We did use a permanent sticking charm."

"Good grief," Tori muttered as she took a drink.

Sometime later, Christos and Roxanne had shown up and the guys got the food on the table. Tori had just tucked into her steak, though she couldn't help but keep watching Roxanne, her curly hair pulled up into a bun on top of her head. She and Christos had been flirting since they walked in the door.

"So how long have you two been together?" she asked, glancing at Roxanne and Christos. Roxanne's face turned red as Christos chuckled.

"We're not anything," she stuttered slightly as Remus and Alan laughed loudly.

"Sure you're not," Remus replied. Roxanne shot a glare at him.

"Oh, shut it, Remus," she shot at him. Tori laughed and shook her head.

"We are just good friends," Christos said, smiling. Though Tori could sense a bit of something more there.

"So… what's the latest with dear old Richards?" Remus asked, looking at Chris and Tori.

"I didn't even know it was possibly for him to get worse," Tori muttered. "But now that the Prostatis are coming into help, he's about lost his damn mind." Remus and Alan looked at Chris.

"He has gotten a bit more… unreasonable," Chris said. "He and Teddy are at it nearly every minute down." He looked over at Tori. "Why is it he's always after you, though?"

"Told you. Bad blood with my dad," she said with a sigh. Chris looked over at Christos, who was studying her closely.

"Not being honest with us," he said. Tori looked over at him, her eyes wide. She had forgotten he was a Legilimens. She glanced around the table, which had gone silent. Groaning, she put her fork down. She should have known this was an ambush.

"So who's idea was this?" she asked, looking around the table.

"Chris," Remus and Alan said at the same time. She looked over at the blonde auror.

"Look, I could tell there was something you've been holding back. Just thought this might make it easier to tell. We can help," he said with a sigh. She looked over at Christos, who was smiling slightly, nodding his encouragement.

"Fine… Richards wants me to spy on you guys. That's why he's been yelling at me and all pissy with me," she said. "Because I refused to do it." She looked around the table. "The bit about my dad is true as well, but he's mostly pissed that I won't tell him anything about you guys."

"Should have known," Chris said, frowning.

"He's fucking paranoid," Tori exclaimed, feeling the floodgates open now that she had come clean. "I don't even get it! Telling us that we should be watching the Prostatis and watching the Woods. And thinking there's something sneaky going on and… it's ridiculous. The president wants us focusing on searching for the Network. Not wasting our time on that."

"You think it could be something more?" Chris asked.

"No. He may be a prick, but he's not a traitor," Tori said with a sigh. "This is just… Richards chasing shadows and all." Chris glanced over at Christos who nodded.

"She's telling the truth," he said.

"Why didn't you tell us before?" Alan asked.

"Well… it's not like I can just come in, plop down and say 'Oh, hey guys, so I know we all just met, but my boss wants me to spy on you,'" Tori said, rolling her eyes slightly.

"Regardless, at least now we know to keep an eye on him," Alan said seriously. "Even if he's just being a paranoid fool." Tori looked over at him, noticing he was staring at Christos, his face moving slightly. Christos shook his head no. He then looked over, catching Tori's eye and grinning.

"Well, the least we can do is offer you a fun place to unwind after work," he said, holding his beer up. Tori smiled, lifting hers as well.

"That I will definitely take you up on," she said before taking a sip.

The conversation then turned to how things were going at the shop, with Christos regaling Remus and Alan with stories about the new products that he was helping develop with Freddie and George. Roxanne would chime in with a question here and there. Tori was listening in, finding the shop fascinating and making a note to herself to try and stop by sometime. Glancing over, she saw Chris still watching her.

"By the way… thanks," she said softly to him.

"For what?" he asked.

"The intervention," she said, smiling slightly. Chris chuckled.

"Told you I was going to get it out of you one way or another," he said. "At least this way doesn't involve a hangover tomorrow." Tori nodded.

"I should have mentioned something sooner," she said.

"It's fine. I know you're not spying on us. And at least now we can help wherever we can," he replied. "Even if it's just blowing off some steam."

"I appreciate it," Tori said. Chris shrugged.

"Well, what are teammates for?" he said. "We've got your back."


Sorry it's taking some time! I'm super stuck on the chapter with how Athanasia and then Daisy figures out how to use their gifts. I don't know why this is not coming to me so easily, but it is what it is. I've got parts of chapters written after that... just that chapter... But never fear. I've gotten through writer's block before. I will this time.

But with this chapter, I thought we were all in need of a Wood prank. And we finally see what Chris was thinking in terms of Tori.

AleenaBean - I know. Badass Hermione is awesome. She's the boss and not afraid to put Richards in his place.

cjconner326 - Haha, I know. He's based off the biggest jerk in nearly every cop drama I've ever watched. Keep your eyes on that one. Glad that you're enjoying it! Sorry the chapters are coming a bit slower! Hoping once I get passed this latest writer's block, the rest will come quickly... as usual.

As always, thanks for reading, following and reviewing!