The next morning arrived and they were treated to a full English breakfast and Kreacher seemed to be in a very cheerful mood, he even made them Harries new obsession that was peppermint hot chocolate that despite missing the lashing of whipped cream it usually sported (Harrie flushed slightly as the house elf grumbled about cans of whipped cream just disappearing) was just as delicious. Harrie wouldn't tell Draco where she was taking them, just bundled him into a taxi.

"A zoo?" He asked disbelievingly when they were dropped outside the park gates.

Harrie smiled at the blonde "Yes" she said simply, pulling him towards the entrance

"You've bought me to a muggle zoo" Draco looked around the entry building, dodging a group of young muggles who were being herded by a harassed looking middle-aged couple. He hurried back to Harrie's side as she paid for their entry and was given a map of the zoo.

Harrie looked up from the map, her green eyes softening at Draco's look of slight distress at the large groups of people who were bustling by them where they were blocking the path

"You said you've never been to a non-magical one before. Would you rather not?" She asked kindly.

"There's…a lot of people around" He said rather lamely, he could feel his panic ebbing as the bottle necked entrance emptied and they were left alone over to one side "Sorry, I'm not overly fond of big crowds"

Harrie herself didn't enjoy going out in crowds, she tended to go to places later in the day when most people weren't there, though her feelings were reserved for magical people, who would rush to her, pulling at her and shouting. It made her shudder just thinking about it.

"We can go if you want" She said gently, not wanting the day to be an endurance for him.

He shook his head, not wanting to ruin the day for her, she had been excited about coming here and he was curious

"I want to stay" the smile she gave him was worth any momentary crowd panic Draco decided.

Despite his initial hesitation, Draco thoroughly enjoyed seeing the natural wonders of London Zoo. The morning flew by as they explored the zoo, he noticed that Harrie would wait for the other sight seers to look before she would lead him to the enclosures, she never pushed people or got impatient with them. She even stopped to help a young girl who had tripped over trying to find her parents, she looked at every creature like she had never seen them before. She answered all his questions and if she couldn't she would ask the tour guides they saw every now and then.

They stopped at one of the cafes, sharing a bowl of wedges with cheese, bacon and a massive dollop of sour cream, each with a towering glass of cola because Draco had never tried muggle fizzy before. They laughed at the chimpanzees as they jumped around, and Harrie did a little bit of magic so it looked like that had a special ticket for them to be able to hand feed the giraffes and Harrie watched as every moment Draco forgot who he projected to the world and got to be himself. And she fell more in love with that Draco as the day wore on. That man smiled like a loon when a baby elephant sprayed water from its tiny trunk, who held her hand in the nocturnal house in a moment of panic when he couldn't see while his eyes adjusted to the gloom, who held open doors for a young family, who bought her a soft toy of a lion because it had green eyes like hers. The man who found every excuse to pull her to the side of the paths and kissed her like a drowning man would air, who read the map and pointed out the animals with such youthful excitement that she thought he had never looked happier.

Where had that Draco been while they were young? She would have been friends with that Draco. It upset her thinking how much he hid behind a veneer of cool disdain, no doubt enforced by his parents.

They were just drifting through the reptile house when Harrie asked out of the blue "How's your Mum?"

Draco who had been bending down to look closer at a pair of lizards basking in their glass fronted enclosure under a heat lamp, stood up and Harrie saw his mask drop down.

"Why did you ask?" His tone business like, cold and distinct

Harrie could feel him looking at her but she kept her gaze locked on the basking lizards

"She saved my life, it's polite too, I'm curious…take your pick" She shrugged moving closer to the tank "I'd ask after your Dad too, but you know…there's history there" understatement of the year

"History?" He said his tone amused "You sent my Father to prison"

Harrie looked at him over her shoulder "He got himself sent to prison"

Draco knew that. It didn't change the fact that as the poster child of 'good' it was always said it had been Harrie that had defeated the death eaters at the ministry and he even blamed her once. He remembered his Mother waiting for him at the school gates, her eyes red from crying, her voice firm and chilling telling him what was expected now that his father was in Azkaban and there was no one else to punish.

He shivered slightly with remembered fear and said "I don't blame you" for some reason needing to tell her

"But you did once" She said wandering along the room to the next creature on display. It could have been a question; Draco knew it wasn't. But he answered it all the same

"Yes, I did"

Harrie looked at him, her head on the side "Do you parents feel the same?"

Draco returned his gaze to the lizards, turning over her question. He answered stiltedly, as he himself acknowledge the truth in his answer "My Mother never blamed you, ever. She was no death eater. Just trapped by marriage vows to one. My Father… I'm not sure if he ever blamed you, by the end he just wanted it to stop." He walked towards her, watching as she looked at a large snake with a lopsided smile giving it a wave. He wondered fleetingly if she could still talk to snakes when Harrie gave a snort "So he wanted me to die"

She turned away from him her face set in angry lines, but Draco stayed her with an hand on her arm, his grey eyes earnest he said "He didn't remain loyal. He was scared like everyone else. Voldemort just seemed like a safer bet"

She smiled at him ruefully "They all hated me Draco, you don't have to sugar coat it"

He looked down at her beautiful face, all green eyes and cheeky smile. He wished he could be as forgiving as she was, how could she not hold onto a hatred for one of the people who had wanted her dead? He liked to think his father wouldn't have done the deed himself as he drunk in the sight of her before him, but desperate men did desperate things. He could also remember visiting his father at the wizarding prison. Gaunt and broken and muttering plans for their family's redemption.

Harrie knew that things weren't always black and white, hell she could even understand how someone like Lucius Malfoy could have been convinced that a world where wizards ruled, and purebloods were the top of the hierarchy was the best future. From what she had learnt she knew the once upon a time Tom Riddle, handsome and charming had painted a pretty picture. What a shame that he had turned out to be a loony who liked causing pain and misery. He even liked hurting those he claimed as his own. Harrie didn't hate the death eaters anymore. She pitied them, pitied the young men and women they would have been once when youthful invincibility blocked out common sense and someone powerful and charismatic had spun them a tale. She sighed sadly remembering that Draco had felt that way, at least for a moment and that she would have been an object stopping 'his' side succeeding.

"I don't blame them for hating me, I'm used to people hating me to be honest" Harrie said, running her thumb across the raised scar on the back of her hand. A reminder that there was always going to be people who saw things differently from her.

Draco watched the way Harrie seemed to turn in on herself, whatever her thoughts were, they were clearly upsetting. Draco remembered expressing his anger at 'saint potter' for what happened to his father, he also remembered his mother telling him to look through his own eyes for once. He hadn't understood her at the time, his indignant rage narrowing his mind. He did now though, his mother had been trying to tell him to be his own person, to not blindly follow like his father had.

"It's not easy to see an embodiment of your failures" He told her, thinking of all the time she had seemed to be that for him. Harrie thought about his words, she thought it was funny that everything she had ever done had always been in reaction to Voldemort's. She never wanted to be the 'chosen one', it made her feel so unbelievably lonely. Famous for surviving something she couldn't remember, having no family to love her, being hated for something she had no control over. Then to be put forward as a figurehead when she had barely even lived. Ironic really, the girl who lived never really got to, too much to be done, too many plans made by other people. People still tried to dictate her life now, strangers who knew nothing about her, just a name. A person who can get all the blame. Harrie supposed if half the world thought she was a hero there was always going to be some who thought she was the villain.

Harrie didn't want to be either, she just wanted to be her, whoever that was. Though she admitted she kind of liked the idea of this Malfoy being obsessed with her even if for a while it was because he hated her.

"Is that why you smashed my nose?" She asked tone teasing. He marveled at the way she could change his mood so quickly, with nothing but a smile.

"Without a doubt" He said running his knuckle along her pouty lip, bending his head towards hers she was just irresistible to him

"And you wanted to fuck me" She whispered when they were barely apart, sharing each other's breath

He said just as softly "And I really wanted to fuck you" before he brought their lips together and the world narrowed to just two sets of lips.

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They were sitting tangled together on the couch when a letter came shooting out of the fireplace with a flash of green flame.

Harrie caught the letter with a swift skill, breaking the wax seal on the envelop and reading the parchment. Draco watched as her emotions showed across her expressive face.

"Ron and Hermione are coming over tomorrow" She said tossing the letter onto the floor beside them.

"Do you want me to leave?" He asked after a few silent moments

She rubbed her face against his chest, loving the scent of him "No…. why? do you want to leave?" She asked quietly, sitting up and looking at him intensely

Choosing his words carefully he replied "If you want time with them, I can make other arrangements"

"Oh…do you not want to stay anymore?" Harrie could hear the note of disappointment in her question. She had just assumed he was here till school started again. She looked down at his chest, her fingers running along the silky softness of his shirt's front, she didn't know what his clothes were made of, but they were amazing.

Draco felt his chest expand with an intense feeling of contentment at the look of obvious distress on hers at the thought of him leaving.

"Harrie, I don't want be anywhere but here" He told her, one of his hands cupping her face.

"Good, because otherwise I would have to go tie you to my bed" She teased, turning her head to place a kiss on his palm, letting her tongue tease along the creases and rises of his hand. He groaned slightly.

"Wanna play that game again?" Harrie asked

"The question game?" He kicked his shoes off, in a move that his father would have scolded him for.

"Yeah, I like knowing stuff about you" She said kicking her own shoes off

"Ask away then" He said with a wave of his arm

She smiled happily and settled against him; she would start the game with an easy one "Favorite colour?"

Draco smiled as he said "Green but blue is certainly up there"

He had never been someone who got to enjoy simple pleasures. There had always been something that needed to be proved or shown. So, to be laying on a settee with a beautiful girl being asked what his favorite colour was, struck him that he was filled with…happiness. There was no one here but them, there was no reason to weigh up the answers, no need to pretend. It was amazingly freeing to feel this way.

Harrie laughed "Mine is blue, but green is close second"

"Not Gryffindor red?" He asked teasingly

"Oh god that's not why you like green is?" She asked sounding horrified

"Give me some credit Potter" Sure he had house pride, but to just narrow his colour choices down to being green because of that was just low. No, Draco thought he had an entirely different reason to be love the colour green as Harrie lifted her head, her green eyes alight with teasing humor.

"I don't know Draco; you are mighty lame sometimes"

He tickled her sides, till her laughter filled the room

"What did you do for Christmas?" He asked once she had cried for a truce and they were once again settled against each other, their fingers running along each other's.

"I slept till like eleven then went to the Weasleys" She said, her face shining with contentment

"You spend a lot of time with the Weasleys don't you" Draco stated, shifting her slightly so she rested lower between his legs.

"They adopted me" She told him, her voice dripping with joy

"When?" He asked shocked

"For Christmas"

"That's big" Draco said, he wondered why they had waited so long, magical adoptions didn't happen often. Even less often when the adoptee was a legal adult. Still he was pleased that Harrie was so obviously overjoyed about it. He could even admit that the Weasleys were a loving family who suited Harrie.

"I know" Harrie said happily "What did you do?"

"Woke up, spent time with my parents, opened presents, had a few semi drunk late night floo calls with Blaise and Pansy" He told her

"Was that fun?" She asked and he could hair the smile in her voice

Draco said, "It always is entertaining to speak to them" His friends meant a lot to him, he hoped they understood how important they were to him, even if he never told them.

"I thought you and Pansy were a thing for a long time" Harrie said after a few moments of silence

Draco scoffed "Everyone thought that. We never really were, a few kisses, a disappointing grope. We are better as friends"

"And Blaise?"

"Blaise is unbelievably gay" Draco said baldly

Harrie sat up somewhat to look at him, her eyes wide "Is he?"

"Very, I'm just waiting for him to admit it. It had been rather obvious since he was about seven. He thinks he is bisexual, but Pansy and I think he is just trying to ease us into it" Draco replied, enjoying the play of emotions that showed on Harries face. He had never seen anyone as expressive as this girl was.

"Soooo you ever done stuff with him?" She asked badly concealing her interest

"I may have…once or twice" Draco said, watching Harries reaction

"Oh" She said, looking off into the room. Biting her lush bottom lip.

"Does that shock you?" He asked, wondering if perhaps he should have kept that to himself. There was a reason why Blaise didn't tell anyone he was gay after all. Magic communities, especially purebloods had a weird distrust for anyone who wasn't 100% heterosexual. An archaic notion that was slowly disappearing but still Draco could understand why Blaise hadn't announced it to the world, his grandparents were rather extreme in their old-fashioned views, thankfully his mother stopped them from interfering with Blaise's life.

"No, it's…. I find it…. rather…hot actually" She said, her cheeks rosy

Draco laughed "You are an interesting one"

"Your question blondie" She said grinning

"Favorite place you have been to?" He asked

"I've not really been anywhere…I like exploring London with you. Does that count?"

He raised their entwined fingers, brushing a kiss over her knuckles "Yes it counts. I enjoy Italy, or more to say I've had a lot of fun there. London town has been fun too though I think the company is swaying my vote"

Harries voice hitched as his light kiss against her hand turned someone indecent "Have you travelled a lot?"

"Not intensively, my parents used to take me aboard twice a year before I started Hogwarts"

"What do you want to be when you grow up?" She asked pensively

"When I grow up?" He teased "You feel pretty grown up to me" He grabbed a hold of her ample arse, pulling her against him

"You know what I mean…What do you want to do?" She said giving him a telling look

"I am expected to run the family accounts and maintain our standings" He said sounding formal, and pompous like the boy he used to be and Harrie gave him a shove

"Not what is expected of you, what do you want to do?"

"Alchemy or Potions maybe" Draco replied, he couldn't think of a time when anyone had ever asked him what he wanted. He had always been raised to do what was expected of him.

"Why?" She asked, leaning her head so she could see him. He looked into her wide green gaze and felt compelled to answer her

"Because I like them, they interest me, and I want to learn more about them" he said in barely a whisper

"Not because you have to?" Harrie asked, voice just as quiet

Draco shook his head "No, because I want to"

"Good" She said quietly "Then you should"

Draco was overwhelmed with the immense feeling of freedom he got from admitting something as simple as what he would like to do with his future to her.

"What about you oh chosen one?"

Harrie ran her hands up under his shirt, her fingers playing along the dusting of hair below his belly button "You want to know something awesome?"

"Yes" He said, getting distracted by the play of her fingertips that were dangerously close to his crotch

"I have no idea what I want to do" she laughed as she told him, whipping her hand out of his shirt and giving him a naughty smirk. Fuck but did that make his cock weep with lust for her.

"Why is that so funny?" He asked her, shift slightly to try ease the sudden tightness of his trousers

"Because it is. My life was always about other people's actions, all my decisions were because of Voldemort or whatever shit thing was happening. Now I just get to be me…and it is so fucking good"

Harrie gave a contented sigh "I'm young and alive. I can do whatever I want" She told him

He didn't say anything just dragged her bodily up to his mouth so he could give in to the overwhelming urge to claim what he could of Harrie Potter. The girl who could do anything.

As his hand ran along hers he traced the raised scar, turning her hand to look at

"The 'I must not tell lies' scar who did that?" He asked

Harrie straightened her hand so she could see the scar too "Umbridge, it's from a blood quill"

"I know what it's from" Draco snapped, he knew what a blood quill did, his own father had him sign with on once. He couldn't believe anyone who claimed to be a teacher would enforce a punishment of torture.

"What's this scar from?" He asked as his fingers brushed over her inner arm at her elbow

"Basilisk fang"

He scoffed, leaning forward to get a look at her face "You're serious?"

She nodded "In second year"

Draco was in shock; she had survived a basilisk wound...When she was twelve? Was every rumor about this girl true? All these extraordinary deeds she had done, and he had spent his school days trying to make her fail. It was a harsh reality to suddenly notice that the one person he had deemed unworthy of attention was the one who put everyone else to shame with just how astonishing she was. Why weren't there notices up about her exploits? How could the world ever had treated her with anything but reverence?

His hand continues on their path up her arm "And the ones on your shoulder?"

"The Hungarian horntail"

"Your forearm?"

"Voldemort's resurrection"

"The ones on the back of your thighs?"

"I…I don't remember"

"This little one here" He lifted her top to expose her navel, where there was a scar that he ran his finger over the raised line

"I don't know" She said squirming away from his finger

"How can you have these scars and not know what caused them?" He demanded sounding indignant

Harrie just shrugged again, she couldn't remember every last injury she had gotten half of them she probably wasn't even awake when they were healed.

"Why are you so blasé about it? He asked his voice still dark with suppressed anger

"I got hurt a lot I guess" Harrie admitted. It wasn't that she didn't care about all her injuries its just that they happened, and most of the time she was trying to survive so what did a few cuts mean to her? Hermione had once told Harrie that she had no sense of self because of her childhood, maybe she was right. Harrie knew that she felt that other lives were more important than her own but that was more to do what was right. Rather than a death wishes on her half.

Wanting to move him away from her battle scars she asked "Do you have any scars? Other than the ones I gave you"

Draco knew that she was trying to steer the conversation away from her but conceded and said "Nothing interesting. I have one on the side of my foot from Blaise dropping and smashing a whiskey decanter and we were too drunk to seek help till the morning"

"Get drunk a lot with Blaise, do you?" Harrie asked teasingly

Draco grinned, remembering how much fun they used to have "Not as much anymore"

"How often did you used to?" Harrie asked, she wore a smile of her own from sharing this time with him. Had he always been like this? This was someone who she would have been friends with for years. She gave a mental scoff, ok maybe 'friends' wasn't what they would have been.

"In fifth year, it was multiple times a week" He laughed "Get high with Longbottom often?"

Harrie laughed too "That was a first actually, well except for the muggle way once. what about you? Ever get high?"

He shook his head "Not herbal based no. Potion based yes"

Harrie gave him a smirk "A toxibong?"

"Thought you hadn't gotten high before?" He asked her incredulously

She gave him a disbelieving look "Please, I spent time with Fred and George. I know who suppliers were"

"But you never partook?"

Harrie looked aghast "You wouldn't either if your best friend was Hermione"

"Fair point. What do you and your friends do for fun then?" Draco asked

"Get tipsy and talk shit mostly" Harrie said with a shrug

He laughed at that; a deep rumbling laugh that Harrie found very titillating and rocked her hips into his, feeling the hardening outline of him through the fabric of his trousers.

"If you don't stop, I am going to end up fucking you into the couch" he growled

"Maybe I want you too" she said teasingly

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"Explain to me again why you are doing this?" Draco asked from his seat at the table, watching as Harrie checked on what was in the oven before gathering another load of ingredients.

Harrie gave him a smile "Because I like to" She had flour in her hair, sugar on her black t-shirt and a wooden spoon in her hand

"You like baking?" He asked disbelievingly.

"Sometimes yes" She replied, measuring out flour "You like potions and shit, it's not that much different"

Draco sighed "It is completely different Harrie"

"No, it isn't" Harrie said jovially, tipping the sticky batter onto the bench

"Yes, it is" Draco said determinedly, he watched as she messed about with her ingredients of…whatever the hell she was making.

Harrie straighten up pointing a dough covered finger at him "Explain how it is different?"

"It's…. more refined. Potion making is an artform, baking is just…time consuming" He said, picking up her recipe book and looking at the glossy pictures. Muggles baked a lot of sweets by the look of it, this whole book was nothing but baked sweets.

"Fine, I will just eat the rest of my triple chocolate cookies myself then" she said giving him a haughty look as she got on with her work. Draco huffed, he conceded that her 'cookies' had been really tasty…better than he had been expecting. He gave the pile of goodies she had baked already, with all their melted chocolate goodness a longing look, he didn't want to miss out on trying the other things she had baked, the smells alone were making him hungry.

"When are your friends arriving?" He asked, his gaze watching the play of her body as she moved around

"Elevenish. Mix this for me" She said suddenly, pushing the bowl towards him

"No way!" He said outraged, he was not going to touch that mess

"Oh, don't be such a dick and help me" She said tossing a handful of currents at him, he just smirked at her when none hit him. So, she did her best puppy dog eyes asking softly "Please?"

He gave a huff but moved around to her side of the table, rolling his sleeves up and looking disgusted. He gave the mixture a few small twirls as she added some other stuff to the mix.

"Good boy" She said patronizingly, standing on tip toe to kiss him on the check and giving him a smack on his backside

"Don't push it witch" He said playfully, ducking his head to giving her a brief kiss, that tasted like chocolate and sugar and her, he shifted his legs his trouser suddenly uncomfortable

"Mix it while I find some cinnamon"

He watched her tip toeing to reach something in her larder, he loved that she forgot she was magic sometimes. As she reached her top lifted, exposing the silky skin of her navel. His grip on the spoon tightened as she started making little noises of annoyance as she struggled for her prize. With a final wiggling jump she got whatever it was down, grinning at him in triumph waving a little box at him.

"What flavor are these biscuits?" He asked his voice gravelly as he tried to get his body under control as she came and stood beside him.

"These are scones" She told him, sprinkling more of the cinnamon into the mixture

He watched her shaped them and place them on a tray, putting them in the oven.

She moved over to the bench obviously getting ready to put stuff away when she dipped her finger into some left over golden syrup and gave a moan that had him helpless to resist her.

Harrie felt him behind her, his hard body crowding hers, pushing her up against the bench. Her breathe hitched as she felt his hand sweeping across her backside.

Her cry of surprise was like music to Draco's ears, her moan when his hand pushed firmly between her legs was even better.

He slid his hand into the front of her jeans, smirking into her hair as he felt her spell undoing the buttons in wanton acceptance.

He groaned softy when he was met with her flesh, the cool steel a blatant contrast to the hot feel of her skin, he teased her clit with the pad of his finger hearing her breathy moaning sighs. When her hips starting rocking against his seeking digit, he moved it further till her arousal was slicking his fingers

"You are always so ready for me" he whispered into her ear and she gave a lusty groan as his finger teased around her entrance, her hand dropped to cover his over the outside of her jeans, but her intention was clear as she pushed her hand against his. She didn't want to be teased

He let his finger slide into her

Harrie pushed back into his hard form, feeling the hard ridge of his shaft jutting the front of his trousers as he ground against her.

"I want you, right here" He growled as his fingers moved sinfully inside her, the forceful plunge of his fingers making her pant

She looked over her shoulder at him, green locking with grey "Take me then"

With gravelly groans, he yanked his hand from her jeans, pushing them down enough so they fell pooling around her ankles, leaving her bare from the waist down to his greedy gaze. He roughly pulled her hips back, so she was forced to lean deeper over the bench, pushing the ingredients out the way with lustful enthusiasm. Harrie whimpered as his knee knocked her legs further apart, her body desperate for his touch she knew was coming

But Draco took a moment to admire the upward thrust of his prize

"Show me where you want me Harrie" He demanded, his hands running down the outside of her thighs, fisting in the ripe flesh of her arse "Show me what's mine"

At his words Harrie gave a pitiful moan but helpless to obey him when his voice practically dripped with heat, she shoved her hand between her legs and rubbed along her slippery folds, her finger slipping inside her quivering core.

"Fuck yes…you are so fucking sexy" Draco hissed at her, his voice unsteady as he watched the play of her fingers. He gave an inhuman groan when she slid a second finger inside herself, suddenly mindless with arousal he hurriedly undid his own trousers pushing them out the way, and with a powerful thrust he claimed what was his again. Harrie cried out, her hand moving upwards to rub against her clit

As his cock plunged into her, Harrie felt his hand scabbling with something near her arm but she was too mindless to look. It wasn't until she felt him running something soft and slippery along her raised backside and a slippery digit teasing at her arsehole did her eyes open.

"Draco…." She uttered his name a fractured lament as his powerful body drove into hers

His thrusts never stopped, even as finger was joined by a second as Harrie said muttering words of pleading submission.

"Merlin, the feel of you"

"Do you like having me inside you?"

"Stretching you, taking you…fucking you"

Harrie couldn't find words, her mind seemed to be fogging over, she was being consumed. Her entire world had narrowed to the pushing weight of him behind her, the jarring impact of his hip hitting hers, the sinful drive of his fingers pushing into her body, his talented cock filling her pussy.

"Harrie? Kreacher said you were not to be disturbed but you did say eleven so Ron and I…OH MY GOD" Hermione's bushy head came around the doorway and a look of open-mouthed shock on her face before she covered her eyes.

"Hermione why did you shout…Arghhhhhhhh sweet fuck SORRY!" Ron barreled into Hermione's frozen back and just stood there agog at what they had interrupted

Hermione seemed to unfreeze and shoved Ron out of the room, pulling the door closed behind them.

Draco lent against Harrie, his face in her hair catching his breath. Then Harrie started laughing at the situation and Draco was helpless not to join her

"Oh god did you see their faces?" Harrie said between laughs

Draco nodded his eyes watering from their mirth, he gave a yank to help Harrie redress and he pulled his trousers up, wincing as he had to force his still hard cock into the material.

VvVvVvVvVv Sorry for the errors, I dont often reread what ive written. IF you want me to add stuff just tell me, i aim to please if I can ;) I've actually written lots of 'scenes' for lack of a better word. Just takes me awhile to link them all together. VvVvVvVvVv