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Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,

Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee.

-Stephen Foster

"The things you do for that girl James…" Sirius laughed as he shook his head at James's attire, whom was trying in vain to separate the golden headpiece from his mop of dark hair.

"How are you meant to dance in that James?" Remus laughed as he turned from charming Peter's hair blue.

"Remus, because yours is so much better! I can't believe you voluntarily dressed up in… THAT!" Sirius pointed at Remus before standing up and walking around him. He picked up Remus's rainbow scarf and looked at it in disdain. "I thought muggle healers wore white coats, not rainbow scarves and long suit jackets." Sirius shook his head in confusion causing Remus to sigh.

"Sirius his not a muggle healer, he's time traveller, he flies around in his Tardis and saves the world."

"Sounds stupid… What even is a Tardis, It sounds like a muggle disease." Remus opened his mouth to reply but Sirius placed his hand up petulantly. "I don't want to know...and Peter what on earth are you… is THAT A BOW TIE!" he gasped pulling at Peters bowtie, "How atrocious! Bowties are the epitome of uncool what's wrong with you?" he shrieked causing his voice to break. James raised an eyebrow at his best friend from behind his back and he honestly wondered if his eleven year old self was sane. If he was he wouldn't be dealing with this now.

"Now my costume is fantastic, merlin I look good." He said with a wink whilt looking in the mirror,

'yes dear, I wouldn't mind a piece of that' the mirror quipped, causing Sirius to wink at his reflection,

"I understand your dilemma Regina, I can never find anyone as good as myself." he shook his head, James turned to Remus and mouthed 'Regina.' Remus rolled his eyes and shrugged. Sirius summoned his cape and turned around only to laugh at James's complete ensemble.

"You're whipped Prongs, Bloody whipped!" he shook his head, "More whipped than whipped cream."

"Whipped Cream wouldn't be Whipped cream without the whipping!" Peter exclaimed, Sirius shook his head,

"Whipped cream is like half whipped cream compared to Prongs's infatuation with LilyFlower." Sirius sighed and shook his head solemnly,

"What happened to us Masculine Marauders! We make the birds swoon, the teachers annoyed, men jealous, and Lily Evans furious, Why am I the only masculine one?" he stomped his foot in a dramatic fashion causing the other marauders to roll their eyes.

James looked at his friend in disbelief.

His eleven year old self was most definitely insane.

Elizabeth and Lily had 2 hours to spare before the ball by the time they got up to the dormitory after a trip to the library. Walking in they were suffocated by pink hairspray, Glitter was flying around the room and lipstick was rolling on the ground.

Elizabeth thought it looked rather like a personification of the bridesmaid dress Lily had to wear to Petunia's wedding.

"Lily! Liz! THERES 2 HOURS UNTIL THE BALL WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Beverley shrieked walking over to them, her face was made up and her hair in rollers. She looked all too put together yet not at all.

"Exactly, 2 hours, why on earth are you already half ready?" Liz pointed out, confused at the preparations they were going through. it was a ball not a bloody wedding.

"Because it's our last Halloween and everything needs to be perfect." Mary recited from the bathroom in a sarcastic tone, Elizabeth looked at her with sympathy, they should've taken Mary with them to the library, the poor thing was stuck here with the crazy nutjob that was her friend.

"Well I guess I'll have a shower then?" Lily suggested with a shrug, looking at Elizabeth, who nodded and sat down at the dressing table with a bottle of nail polish.

"I can't believe I'm actually putting effort into this stupid ball." Mary muttered sitting next to Elizabeth, her blonde hair was clipped up into many parts, reminding Elizabeth of the time she had a crazy hair day at school. Her mother had braided her hair into many different parts with beads and colourful ribbons and hair ties; They had then sprayed her hair with rainbow colours and glitter. Ah the good times.

"Is it for Remus? Is he bringing out your inner female desires? Its taken long enough." She said softly in a teasing tone laced into her voice, her blue eyes filled with mischief.

"Bugger off." She muttered and shoved her,

"Be careful! I need to look good because it's our…" Elizabeth exclaimed with a smile

"Last Halloween and everything needs to be perfect." They chorused together, laughter erupting from between them.

It seemed that no matter how much Beverley nagged...and nagged and nagged, to the girls deepest annoyance, she got good results. The four girls were made up, looking radiant and more beautiful than ever. They looked their parts of Greek goddess counterparts.

They embodied the word perfection.

Beverley was Psyche, the Greek goddess of soul, Eros wife.

Her dirty blonde hair was pulled into a milkmaid braid, loose curls falling around her face. She wore an ivory A-line, floor length gown, It had a light V neck and off the shoulder , loose sleeves that had slits through the middle to make them look flowy and airy. It had an empire waist that was embroidered with pearls and beanery. Her makeup was in shades of silver and grey, her lipstick was bold and stood out as it was a burgundy colour. She looked beautiful and it was sure that she would turn many eyes that night.

Mary was Artemis, the virgin goddess of hunt.

She was wearing a teal cut out gown, the neckline was a deep v neck before the sides were cut, showing off her slender waist, it then flowed from the middle down to her calfs. It had slits through it and layers around her thighs, it showed off a fair amount of leg to be teasing yet conservative. 'Perfect to catch Remus's attention' she decided. She had strapped a pouch of arrows on her back and she added leather wrist pieces with leather sandals. Her light blonde hair was put in one large braid made of many small braids, through some strands ran shades of green, burgundy, sapphire, plum to add some colour. Her makeup was simple yet elegant, copper to bring out her blue iris, bronzer to emphasise her cheekbones.

Lily was Aphrodite, the greek goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation.

She wore a heavy floor-length mint gown that had many layers of satin and chiffon gathered upon one another, it had a deep V neck, the fabric around the bust gathered into pleats, the sleeves were thin beaded straps that were embroidered with gold and copper. The back had flowing mint fabric that billowed after her, as if the wind was blowing through the fabric. The waist was embellished with gold, copper and beads forming beautiful patterns using unknown shapes, it looked as if an unknown language was embroidered onto it. She wore gold healed sandals that went up her calves. Her hair was in loose waves, the front braided and pulled back so none of her crimson hair fell onto her rounded face which was well contoured with bronzer and light blush, her eyes popped with gold eyeshadow and many layers of mascara, with pale pink lipstick.

Beverley had gleefully told her as she inspected the results of her hard work, "James would hit the floor so hard when he sees you that you'll get out of dancing with him."

Elizabeth, the girl who generally did not dress up, who did not stand out, was Athena, the Greek goddess of wisdom.

She wore a dark ivory dress that flowed to the ground, it had one slit on the side that went up her upper thigh showing a tantalizing amount of milky skin. Around her waist was a tight gold band that had smaller thicker bands falling to her hips that swayed when she walked.

The bust however was what made the dress stand out amongst others; a golden vest was connected to the dress, it looked like a shield, engraved with feathers of an owl, if one looked close enough the engravings were charmed to flutter as wings. She had gold wrist pieces that resembled wand holsters and gold sandals that had slight heels and reached just below her knees. Her hair was in loose curls around her back; however the front was pulled into two thick braids behind her head and tied off, as were another two pieces from under her ear. Her makeup was in gold tones with burgundy lipstick.

In gold and red, she looked every part of the Gryffindor that she was.

"You can wait for the girls, I am going to go spike the punch." Sirius muttered that last part to Remus and James; peter had gone to get his date before heading to the great hall. He didn't want to hang around by himself whilst his friends mooned over their dates. And then he'd end up stuck with Wilkens or Lizzie...and that he really didn't want.

If he was with Wilkens, well... they'd probably end up leaving and get together like the old times. With Lizzie...he'd probably flirt with her, make her turn a pretty pink before finding someone else. She was just too... she was too good for him. She was pretty...beautiful even. But he preferred hot birds, they were a lot more fun, and he had more in common with them.

Whilst Sirius walked down the halls of Hogwarts, Remus and James waited not so patiently in the Gryffindor common room for their dates.

"Can they hurry up already?" James groaned leaning on Remus, misery was tattooed onto his face. "Moony tonight is going to be a disaster, I'll probably end up the laughing stock of the school in this costume, I'll trip whilst dancing, be a jerk to Lily, This is my only chance Moony, to prove to her that I'm not the guy she thinks I am, what If I muck it up?" he mumbled pacing with a slightly panicky look on his face.

He waited for a reply from Remus. When he didn't get one he turned to see Remus, whose breath seemed to catch in his throat. "Moony, Moony." He prodded before looking in the direction Remus was, he did a double take, was that… Mary? Was Remus blushing?

No...That couldn't be Mary.

She walked over to Remus with a blinding smile on her face; she too was blushing as she approached the pair.

"Mary, you.. look." Remus was stammering and blushing as he looked her up and down, "Beautiful." He finished causing her to bite her lip in embarrassment,

"You look great Doc" she said with a shy wink, causing Remus to chuckle and James to gag next to them, causing both Remus and Mary to glare at him, however Mary's glare didn't last too long as she started to snigger as she looked at James attire, "I can't believe she actually forced you to wear it." She sniggered behind her hand.

"You know I was going to tell you you looked great but I suddenly changed my mind." He mock glared at her, causing her to lean onto Remus as she laughed harder.

"I'm sorry James, I just can't take you seriously right now." She laughed harder as she wiped tears from under her eyes. "Are they hurrying up? I'm hungry" she groaned, just as she finished her sentences Beverley walked down with impeccable posture, smiling, they could hear yelling behind her echoing down the stairs.

"Hey, nice costumes." She smiled at the guys, whom smiled back and at the same time,

"You look great too Bev." Remus continued on, "Who did you end up going with?"

"Cardaroc Dearborn, our year Ravenclaw." Causing both the guys to nod in satisfaction, cardaroc was a family friend of James and had known Beverley since she was 10, James suspected he had always had abit of a crush on her.

"LILY HURRY UP!" they heard Elizabeth yell, "JUST GO LIZ, I'LL CATCH UP!"

Elizabeth stomped down the stairs, clenching her teeth, Her face was contorted with anger. She charged over to where Remus and James were whilst wringing her hands, she was muttering things about Lily under her breath. But the two boys were too busy staring at her in shock, what in merlins name had happened to the Elizabeth Gilmore that they once knew. She looked up at the two boys only to see them both standing there gaping at her,

"Are you trying to catch flies?" she snapped, with her eyebrow raised.

And that was the Elizabeth Gilmore they knew.

"Bloody hell." James muttered looking her up and down, "Liz is that you?" he said whilst prodding her

"yes." She said looking at him as if he had three heads.

"Liz, you look amazing!" Remus exclaimed as if he suddenly got his breath back.

"Thank you." She looked at him, she was about to continue when James became rigid and his eyes popped out of their sockets, he must've seen Lily. She knows she shouldn't have but she was envious, couldn't Lily have taken abit longer, she was being noticed, yet even then its only for a few moments. The others all got attention all the time, and she didn't. Mary got noticed for her quidditch, Beverley got noticed because she wanted to be noticed and was undeniably beautiful, and Lily...Lily was perfect! She was good at arithmancy and was second in charms only to Lily...if not just as good. But nobody was interested in people good at academics.

Lily walked down the staircase, holding the handrail with one hand, and her dress with another, when she saw James her eyes lit up, however it wasn't very noticeable, her smile became abit more genuine and her cheeks flushed slightly. James was still gaping at her as she approached; Remus hit him around the head causing him to break out of his trance. He bowed down and kissed the back of her hand. Acting in character.

"milady, you look...amazing" He breathed out, smiling, he looked into her emerald eyes to see that they were narrowed in annoyance.

"As do you, my lord." She smiled at him, a brilliant crimson blush spreading along her cheeks; However her eyes showed annoyance, her smile and blush betrayed her. It was obvious to everybody but each other that they were smitten with one another.

"You know James; I don't think you bent down low enough, nobody saw your Jocks." Mary laughed as James sprang back up, pulling down the long t-shirt like toga down.

Yes, The great, ever so masculine, James Prongs Potter, prankster and quidditch extraordinaire, was wearing a toga.

For He was Adonis, and Lily was his Aphrodite.

As they walked into the Great Hall together they turned many eyes, yet it happened that only James noticed. The rest were shocked at how amazing the great hall looked.

Lily, whom had helped with much of the designing, was struck at the beauty of the great hall. They were astonished at the many coloured frocks and costumes, the audacious hairdos, and floating pumpkins. The traditional long house tables had been replaced by large sized round tables that could seat about 12 each, there was a large open space that was the dance floor, in one corner of the room was an elevated platform that had various instruments that would play tunes throughout the night on their own accord, Burning wax candles were placed on metal stands that shone.

They stood gaping at the Great Hall that had been transformed from being magnificent to spectacular, and even still there wasn't a word that could match the beauty of the great hall that fine evening.

Elizabeth stood in the corner of the revamped Great hall as the opening dance between the head boy and girl was happening with a cup bought to her lips to hide her secretive smile. Lily was completely smitten for James but nobody really knew her well enough to recognise that. Lily's auburn locks fell down her back in silky waves that flew behind her as she twirled around the shiny dance floor, James stood straight and proud, a beaming smile was spread across his youthful face as he danced with the dainty girl in his arms.

They looked so perfect, so put together, and despite the fact that they did not know it.

They were both, truly, deeply in love.

She looked around the hall to see Sirius shamelessly flirting with one of the 7th year Hufflepuff Dorcas meadows who seemed to have left her date. Dorcas was clad in a muggle pirate outfit that seemed to strategically show all her perfect assets. She was literally every fifth years wet dream. Remus and Mary were sitting at one of the tables talking and laughing their cheeks flushed with joy, Peter was standing to the side watching James and Lily, Beverley like Sirius was flirting with her date as they sipped on the punch.

She exhaled and let her shoulders slump as the music finished, formal events were awfully boring if you were alone and that's what she was, alone. She'd neglected to take a date, not because she wasn't asked, but because she just didn't trust men. She hated how they thought of females as something they can play with than throw away later. It wasn't like she had much experience in the area but from what she had, it wasn't pleasant.

Her only boyfriend had been dared to date her and dumped her at the ball they had in fourth year. To this days he could remember all his friends laughing at her for days on end, for believing that he actually liked her and would go out with her voluntarily.

Why would she purposely set herself up to be hurt. All the guys wanted was a pretty doll to hand off their arm and laugh at everything they say like a mindless zombie and then give themselves to him at the end of the night.

Why should she subject herself to that stupidity?

Therefore, because she didn't adhere to society's terms and conditions, she stood in the corner, alone.

This was going to be a long night.

They were perfect together, like pieces of a puzzle, they slotted together perfectly.

Oh how he hoped one day he'd find someone like Lily, someone who he'd be able to look at with that look in his eyes, the same look James has every time he looks at her, the same look Remus has when he looks at Mary.

But no, who'd want him? He was Peter, just Peter, the other marauder. He wasn't as tall or handsome or intelligent as the others, but he was himself, it seemed that sometimes that wasn't enough.

All his life he'd been inadequate, but he'd never been fake. Sure he had his personas, but he never put on a face that wasn't him, or acted like somebody else to get more friends or whatever.

He wasn't that desperate.

It was a testament to his character that for so long he'd stayed true to himself. But then again, he'd never had a reason to lie.

He had the greatest friends in the world.

So he might not be as popular, or a handsome, or tall, or intelligent.

But they still accepted him, so there was no reason others shouldn't.

Slowly, slowly as the night progressed and the couples got a bit more risqué; the hall started feeling a lot more stuffy and making Elizabeth feel slightly claustrophobic. She didn't want to stand around feeling like she was being suffocated and then have to watch as a bunch of teenagers rubbed up against each other.

She stood outside near the entrance hall staring out at the stars, she momentarily wondered what they would look like close up? Would they shine so bright you'd have to look away? Did they have five points? What were they? The logical part of her brain knew that the stars were nothing more than big exploding balls of gas; but how many didn't know that. It seemed that even the stars were deceiving, they were beautiful to look at, but the moment you get close to one you'd burn.

She began to wander down the empty halls in thought. Seven years, seven years she'd been there. For seven years the war had been rising, they'd heard of Voldemort's oppression from the very beginning. The teachers had known that they'd be the warriors for the light. and they had taught them accordingly.

Tap, tap, tap…

She turned around at the sound of footsteps, startled, her hair flicking behind her in a wave, the corridor was empty. Elizabeth looked to her sides, as she held in a breath. She exhaled as she saw nobody was there.

Tap, tap, crash…

Her heart sped up as she looked closely, squinting to see the end of the corridor, empty, she was alone? Maybe it was Peeves playing a joke? She hoped. Worried she began to stalk down the hallway as stealthily as she could in heels. Her breath came out in gasps and she felt as though her goosebumps had reached her face, she set her jaw and tried to calm herself as the hair on her arms stood static. Hunching over she begun to speed walk down the corridor, she heard steps following her, panting breath, and hushed whispers.

she was most definitely not alone.

"Lo Lilyflower." Sirius sauntered upto her, as she took a sip of the punch in her hand, she grimaced at the taste and looked up at him with annoyance.

"Sorry, I think you've got the wrong person." she commented off handedly, looking around the hall, gazing over at all the couples...doing her duties as head girl.

"yeah sure, because red hair and green eyes are so common." He replied sarcastically, "You're a Christmas tree during the whole year!"

"mmmhm."

"You're looking good Lilyflower." he said, mischief glimmering in his eyes as he saw that she was getting more and more irritated.

"I don't know who that is I'm Aphrodite."

"Give it up Lilyflower and just dance with me." He nudged her lightly before she turned to him with her eyebrow raised.

"I thought you were going to ask me to braid your hair, or make you a daisy crown. I think it'd be a dashing addition to that costume." she laughed sarcastically, placing a hand on her cocked out hip.

"Yeah I know, I think I'd just look spiffing." She nodded in mock agreement to his statement, before he putting his arm out. "Well come on ging, lets dance."

"You mean you're dancing, I'm probably going to spend the whole time stepping on your toes."

"I dont doubt that, honestly last time there was a ball I had bruises for three weeks!"

She pouted at him, her eyes emitting humour and joy. "Awe Poor Sirius!"

"So then I'd accidentally waxed my eyebrow off, couldn't use magic and Dad was in Russia so he couldn't fix it." Mary glared at Remus, who was leaning his head on the table and laughing hysterically,

"It's not funny! The PARTY OF THE YEAR was the next day and I had one eyebrow!" she exclaimed pointing to herself as he chuckled, Remus looked up at her forehead and cocked his head to the side as he tried to imagine her with one eyebrow, his lips twitched as he once again tried to hold in his laughter.

"I didn't strike you to be the type to care." He commented offhandedly.

"I'm not usually" a blush spread across her pale cheeks, "I was 15 okay. Appearances are very important to fifteen year olds!"

"If you say so." He smiled, that's how things were between them, simple, light hearted… He stood and took her hand before bowing "Will you honour me with a dance dear Artemis?"

"Of course, Doctor" she whispered.

Lily looked James up and down as he walked towards her, weaving in and out of people standing around whilst trying to avoid getting punch everywhere.

She hadn't thought that he'd actually dress in the toga, and if he did she didn't expect him to look good, but it seemed that once again… James Potter had pulled off the inevitable. He looked good in the toga.

Nobody looked good in a toga they said. Yet James Potter was standing in front of her looking mighty fine with a bloody toga on!

As lanky and lean as James Potter was, boy did he have muscles. His lean chest and back muscles were showing through the toga, rippling whenever he moved, his legs were toned, his arms… mix with the messy hair that she so wanted to hate, he looked his part as Adonis. Swoon!

"Punch for the lovely lady." He handed it to her with a wink,

"Why thank you."

"You should be." A smirk graced his handsome face as he looked at her not so smug expression.

"You are far too arrogant you know that!" she laughed and jokingly said, "If you were to grasp your ears and pull, you might just be able to pull your head from your ass!"

Elizabeth turned as she saw movement in her peripheral vision, a strangled scream threatened to escape her as she felt herself pushed into a cold concrete wall. A gasp escaped her as she felt her shoulders scrape against the hard rocks. She couldn't see the persons face, she just knew that whoever it was, was much taller and had lots of power over her.

She felt a hot rancid smelling breath against her face and a pair of obsidian eyes staring into her own blue ones. A shudder went down her spine at the smell, she just wanted to gag at the scent, it was disgusting.

"Hello mudblood." His voice was gravelly and husky… Avery

"Hello, How are you?" she answered back sarcastically, instantly regretting it as he pressed himself up against her, poking his wand against her cheek. Panic was starting to settle in her stomach as he wedged his knee between her legs and held her arms up over her head. There was no one here, her wand was under her dress, she was pinned against a wall…helpless. He could do anything to her, and nobody would know.

"Better than you will be Mudblood." He spat, his reeking breath wafting up her nostrils, spittle's of his saliva loitering over her. "We're coming for your kind, The Dark Lord will dispose of all those unworthy of magic!" His eyes were widened, he looked bloody mad! She felt sick to the stomach, this was the first time, she'd been targeted.

"He will purge our Nobel race of filth like you! "He looked her up and down and raised his nose, as if smelling something foul, "You walk around the school with Mudblood Evans, and your merry band of Blood Traitors Thinking you're safe."

His gaze caused a shiver to go down her spine, her knees were shaking and her vision was blurring, panic spreading through her like a wave breaking.

"You're not." he shook his head and placed a kiss on her neck, he lingered for a whiled causing her stomach to churn and her chest to heave in panic. He softly nibbled on her ear before he whispered. "All you have going for you is your pretty face, And when we catch you, we will tear you apart, make sure you're not so pretty...Then even the few people that tolerate you will dislike you!"

He let out a laugh that caused her entire body to freeze, even if she wanted to, she would not be able to move. Her knees trembled under the pressure he was placing on her body.

"One day, you will all pay, we'll catch all you weaklings, we'll break you all, piece by piece… And you'll be first." He spat before releasing his hold on her and running down the hall, she gasped, and dragged down the wall, breathing deeply, chest heaving.

Things just got real.

Elizabeth stood in the hall by herself, after she had gotten over her overall panic of the Avery thing she had calmly, and cautiously walked back to the hall. She felt disgusted at how scared she was from him, she hated how she gave him the chance to touch her, to kiss her, to have an advantage over her. She hated that he was right, she was weak.

She knew that no matter how hard she tried she would not be able to eradicate his words from her mind, you could not erase what you'd already heard.

She was startled when she heard a voice over her shoulder.

"Looking good there Elizabeth." Sirius sauntered upto her with a smirk

"Since when was I Elizabeth to you?" She questioned him whilst looking over her shoulder, raising an elegant eyebrow at him whilst a light blush spread over her cheeks. Sirius looked good, better than usual. He wore a crisp black shirt with Black slacks; on top of the shirt was a velvet obsidian coloured vest that had silver chains hanging off it. He wore a long black cloak that flowed like water behind him when he walked. His hair was tied back with a silver ribbon and he let a few strands fall around his face, and to finish of he'd placed fangs over his front teeth that looked shockingly real. He looked like a murderous seductive vampire that came out of most girls fantasies. Not Elizabeth's of course. No no no, most definitely not.

Thoughts of Avery escaped her mind as she spoke to him.

"Since tonight, you don't look like Lizzie right now, you look like Elizabeth." He said smoothly leaning towards her as they stood side by side watching as couples danced to the hauntingly beautiful music.

"And what does Elizabeth looked like?" She spoke breathily, turning to him and grinning slightly

"You." He winked, a charming smirk spread across his handsome face as he said this. "You look older, more refined." She furrowed her brows at his words, so she only had the right to her full name when she was dressed up Her line of thought was interrupted when he spoke once more.

"So why is, such an influential goddess who looks so very gorgeous standing on her own this wonderful evening?"

"I thought myself above everyone else so I decided that I'd come alone." She replied mock pompously

"How very fitting." He replied in the same manner she did, shrugging his shoulders he turned his head towards her whilst grabbing her arm simultaneously. "It happens that so did I!"

"What on earth…" she didn't get to finish her sentence as he dragged her by the arm to the dancefloor

"Dancing."

"Oh, No no NO! I do not Dance." She exclaimed as she shook her head in denial.

"And you do not dress up but look at you right now." He retorted before stopped and causing her to twirl in his arms.

He bowed down and as she felt eyes on her from around the hall she too curtsied as the soft melody began to play. A scowl formed on her face as he gathered her up in his arms, she could feel the glares of many females as they swayed around the hall, to show her dislike she stamped the heel of her sandals onto his feet, a slight wince spread across his face before it became passive once more, a toothy smile spreading across his face, the fangs causing the smile to look dangerous.

"I don't need you stamping all over my toes as well, Lilyflower already had that honour."

Her heart fluttered and at that moment she felt her distaste disappear and the panic from earlier on in the night disappear and she felt grateful that his arms had encircled her as she barely kept her knees from shaking. It seemed as if a magnetic force was pulling them together, bringing them closer and closer until they had nowhere else to go. Even with the foreign feelings flowing within her as she looked into his eyes.

She still denied them.

I hope you all enjoyed that! All I can say is that a lot of action is coming up in the next few chapters! Buckle your seat belts!

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