Love in the time of Whooping Cough ♥ A Series of Adventurous Romances - Sa13+
 

Love in the time of Whooping Cough ♥ A Series of Adventurous Romances
by me 4 you

with love ♥ to my love ♥ Isabella ♥

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Disclaimer: All of the HP characters belong to J.K. Rowling, all the characters I create belong to me, as does the story but not the concepts created by J.K. Rowling who pwns, no infringement is implied. It's her world, I just live in it.

"But I'm a werewolf," the red haired boy argued obstinately. "They hunt my kind."

"And I'm a villainess. Do you think we're just allowed to roam free wherever we like?"

"You're just being silly," he chided her, his fingers on her lips trying to hush her coming objection delicately. She kissed his fingers sweetly.

"Stop that, Madison, you know we can't … be together," the boy objected. He stood with his back to the great oak door, one hand on his wand, the other holding one of the dark haired girl's wrists. "Any minute now, they're going to barge down this door and they're going to kill us."

"All the more reason not to object to my being with you, Freddie. Can't you understand I love you?"

"I understand you're going to get us killed," the boy replied. He had it all worked out in his mind, the things he would tell her, how he would react to her entreaties and how he would be the ultimate stoic. His heart, however, had other ideas racing a hundred miles a minute, his breath short and his hands sweaty. To say Madison was a beautiful girl was to say the Mona Lisa was a famous painting, the moon was a big rock, and American History was a short story. Freddie couldn't help feeling an attraction to her but he was a werewolf and she ... well, Madison was just a confused young girl.

*WHAM*

Something slammed against the door pushing Freddie into Madison's arms.

"In about two seconds I'm going to throw you on the ground, blast that door, and kill those idiots, dead! I'm trying to have a moment here!” Madison screamed.

"Those idiots as you so quaintly put it, are the ministry's aurors, Madison. They saw us leaving a heist. They think we were in on it." The girl shrugged her shoulders at him. "I'm a werewolf, you're an ex-"

"Retired, sort of."

"Retired," he continued, "villainess. We're hardly not suspicious."

"You're so cute, Freddie. But don't apologize for what you are." Madison kissed the boy on the lips, despite his feeble objections. And his objections were pathetically feeble. The door shook then and Madison opened her eyes to see the blade of an ax through a crack on the door.

"Ouch," the boy cried, touching a small cut on the side of his head. "I guess they mean business."

"Freddie, you're bleeding." Madison pushed the boy aside, took her wand out of her cloak and proceeded to open the door. "No, I mean business."

"Love's funny," Freddie thought to himself, and he might get to enjoy it, if he didn't end up getting killed for it.

♥

AU: A totally non-canonical, alternate universe take on the Harry Potter universe, with occasional cameos by our heroes, and characters we know and love (that means you bad guys). A heavy emphasis on the romance, and the action ... Zip, Bam, Wow, you kiss marvelously ... :D

So :read!: already.

Another tiny snippet, I'm trying to get the hang of this story yet ...
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An American Werewolf in Paris Thanx Kels
When in Paris do as the Parisians do or What? No Samurais? or The End!

Your numero uno reader, here.

-sticks an "OtteryIsMine" tag over your ficcie-

I knew it was an OttySt. fic just by reading the title, love it! No one else could have come up with something like that. :lol: && one word: MORE!

:lol:

We'll always have...the airship?
 

Look everyone, a poll! :lol: Love is indeed funny ... :loved: More story soon ...

And Maxie, uhm, who's stalking whom? :poke: :spork: :lol:

Look, everyone, somebody voted! :whistle:
I honestly don't know but, yes, iStalk and, yes, I want MORRRE story -- even though you poked me in the eye, and scared me with that SPORK OF DOOM! *hides in a little corner* Did I mention I love the text in your siggie? " If it's a broken part replace it. If it's a broken arm then brace it. If it's a broken ♥ heart then face it." That's so beautiful, really lovely! <3

-stalkhugsyouYAY

Another tiny snippet, I'm trying to get the hang of this story yet ...
 

Firstly, everyone keep your pants on! Disney buying Marvel IS NOT the end of the world ...

And now, to my story ...

♥

Madison fired hexes and stunning spells out into the hall of the castle, knocking a few ministry aurors on their backsides before Freddie could grab her arm, pull her back and shut the door again against the spells they fired off at them.

"Woman, are you insane?" the boy asked shocked by her audacity.

"What I am is frustrated that you keep trying to stop me. Those fools hurt you."

"Can we please plot our escape and try to spend less time trying to be action heroes?"

Madison pointed her wand at the wall opposite them and it exploded. "I can have a zeppelin here in like two minutes, what's your point?"

♥

Draco Malfoy walked the streets of Paris, alone. The wet drizzly evening brought a cold chill that had him pulling his jacket closer around him. He was in France to visit his grandmother, the crazy old battle ax always wanted to see him between terms. Tired of her constant crowing about his lack of accomplishments he had stepped out in the middle of dinner, kicking Fifi, that obnoxious fluffy white cat of hers, out of the way before leaving the mansion.

He could have taken his broomstick and simply gone. Mother would have understood, father would scold him later Draco was sure, but that would be under normal circumstances. Something had happened last summer with the escape of Sirius Black. It was a pity really that the serial killer had not done Harry Potter in. But Potter rarely bothered Draco when he was away from Hogwarts. He had his own life to lead ... now if he could just figure out where he wanted it to go?

Pansy's constant nagging about wanting to go out places infuriated him. There were a lot of girls in Slytherin, but Pansy wanted to act as if she had exclusive rights to him. Draco didn't much care for anyone having any rights to him at all.

He walked past a muggle cafe and thought about stopping for a drink. The muggle world was infinitely fascinating with it's baseness, but the idea of sitting around so many non-magical people well, you wouldn't sit down to drink with a bunch of hippogriffs now would you?

Filthy beasts would probably kill him, anyway. There was no way Draco Malfoy would ever go near those creatures again. He wondered what had ever possessed him to take Care of Magical Creatures in the first place but really he never paid much attention to the classes he chose.

Not paying much mind to where he was going or what he was doing Draco suddenly found himself standing staring at a small shop in between two busy cafes on a very busy Paris street. Smoke from cigarettes, filthy things, the scents of coffees and cappuccinos as well as cakes floated in the air with the talk of the evening.

The Magic Box, the storefront read, and it was brightly lit inside. Something about the place, perhaps the mystery, for the windows were so brightly lit from the inside he couldn't tell what kind of place it was, or the fact that it seemed invisible to most of the people around it or walking down the street that attracted him to it.

It reeked of magic; it couldn't be a muggle establishment obviously. So, Draco Malfoy walked in.

AN: This takes place after PoA & maybe it will follow Draco's romantic exploits since he has more interesting things to be than simply Harry's archnemesis ... maybe? I don't know I'm making this up as I go along. Obviously, it's Steampunk, and I'm thinking of throwing Otty & Teddy in it, too.

It's all about the love ♥ peeps, romance a go-go.

Thank you Maxie for being my only reader ... :lol: I only really need one, just someone to keep me going :glomp:

In your second Reader:)
I love this Really alot!!!!!
And Hey..You have a sexy huffie reading this story...Lol jk....
Anyways...It was Great!!!Amazing!!!!!
Fantastic!!!!!
WRITE MORE!!!!!!
PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Xavier:)-

Hey, can I join in. I do love a good story, and this looks promising.

I"m just really sleepy kids ... *yawns* maybe tomorrow ...
 

Hello Xavier, and welcome to my fic, two readers are better than one :yes: I'm glad you're here and I hope you like the story and romance because in between the fight scenes there will be a lot of romance ...

:gasp:

Hey, Connie, how did you find me? Isn't one of my labyrinthian stories enough for you? :lol: Thank you for coming, but I promise this one is just for fun and a lot less serious in tone and nature. More like a romantic comedy ... one hopes.

♥

Giovanni was red haired from birth and a menace from the moment he could walk. An unrepentant mischief, he lived forever in Dumbledore's office, in Professor Snape's classroom doing detention, or Professor McGonagal's sight as she thought it best to hedge her bets.

Hopelessly without merit, in his families eyes, as the boy is always getting into trouble his grandfather Don Didio bought Giovanni a cat, the old man having a soft spot in his heart for his son's son. The cat's name is Prince, though he's anything but, much like his master, the cat is a bit of a trouble maker.

Giovanni and Prince hailed from a small seaside village in Italy but ended up in Hogwarts when troubles arose back home with the rise of an evil Dark Lord. Sadly, much the same problem would come to plague Hogwarts with the appearance of Harry Potter at Hogwarts the very same year that Giovanni began to attend.

Suffice to say, as Giovanni's grandmother was oft quoted as saying, "that boy doesn't just breed trouble he calls it!" This she followed with a broom or some other such object hurled at her grandson's head, because he was eavesdropping. Life in Porelmar was sweet, Giovanni's summer days spent mostly in the pursuit of girls or candy or shots of firewhiskey, because despite what everyone might think of him, outside of his family or in, he never truly went looking for mischief, it just found him.

Being always on the run from one family member or another for some offense or another, Giovanni often times found himself in the city and away from the village and the white sanded beaches where he was raised. Ciudad Veridica was not so far away from home that he couldn't walk there in two hours, however, Giovanni and Prince liked and usually managed to weasel their way onto the back of someone's cart, or the backseat of a car, or the bed of a truck. Flying on a broom would have gotten them in serious trouble, because while the whole village of Porelmar was a magical community, the city of Veridica was mostly muggle population. None of these things had ever been occasion to stop Giovanni from his mischief but Prince had been adamant that he would not fly on any broom when so many villagers and wizards were trying to shoot them down.

AN: for some weird reason this just isn't coming out all at once ... i'm going to have to sleep on it ... sorry for the half post ... this story i'm totally making up on the spot so that's why all the bad grammar and redundencies, feel free to point them out I won't be offended. thanks again y'all for reading and i'll be back to finish this and maybe beta this post ... :yes:

I was popping around here and there for (a bit of light reading)* to keep me occupied till your next post on "Human Nature" when I seen this title, and I thought this looks like an Ottery St Catchpole thread, so I decided to check it out. And thank you very much I can keep up just fine, cause I;m not running after the train, I'm on it.

*Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets

I LOVED IT HUN!!!!!!!!!!!
YAY!!!!!!!!
AWESOME!!!!!!!!!
PAMS!!!!!!!!!
-Xavier:)-

Do you want waffles and a quick get-away? Or I forgot to finish this post ...
 

Connie ... *huff* Connie ... if ... if you're on ... the *huff* train why don't ... *huff* you give us ... give ... a hand ... *Ottery's running after the train carrying Teddy on his back cuz he's too lazy to run* I thought we were supposed to be running the train? *At times Teddy has to smack Ottery because he can't remember what he's writing in his fic cuz he's got so many stories running around the train station of his head*

Xavier you're too cool thank you for reading :glomp: I hope you all like what I'm doing so far ... I haven't started any of the killing or maiming yet, :lol: but there will be romance ... time to introduce more characters ... that's always my formula for fun stories :lol:

So here goes ... ;)

♥

"Of course the book doesn't say how you can summon up a dragon. I told you it wasn't a manual on the dark arts!" the cat exclaimed as he peered at the book in Uncle Anselmo's study.

Neither he or Giovanni were supposed to be there. Uncle Anselmo was an old man and he owned a lot of valuable books on magic and wizardry and it was known that some of them were of a questionable nature but where exactly he kept those tomes was a secret.

"Does it at least say how you can turn metal into gold?" Giovanni prodded his more 'ambitious' nature calling out to him.

"Why don't you come over here and look for yourself? Do you think it's easy for these paws to turn pages?" Prince remarked annoyed. He sat down on the tall stool and closed his eyes and held his head up to the ceiling effectively his way of saying "You suck. I don't want to play with you anymore."

"Oh, What? What did I do now?" the boy complained.

♥

Poopie diaper alert guys, I'd rather be doing this but ... I'll be back laterz *sighs* I really wished I could have finished this scene ... I still don't know where it's going ...

Oh Ottery, you're not running along side the train. You and Teddy are running the train, your brain is just in a nightmare state caught between the different universes you travel in. Take the time you need to gather up yourself, rest a bit, then post somemore. We'll all be waiting.

That was just too GREAT!!!!!!!!
I LOVED IT SOOOOOOO
MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
<3
I REALLY DID!!!!!!!!!
IT WAS JUST LIKE...
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!
PAMS!!!!!!!!
-Xavier:)-

There's some steampunk for you ... er maybe ... I need to work on it LOL
 

Connie & Xavier, you two are the driving force behind this fic. You guys totally r0x0rs and you're the reason I post ... I'm so glad you all are so patient it's easier to write the story, have it beta'd and then post it all nice and neatly into scenes but ... sometimes I like to guerilla style write these things, the element of spontaneity, and deadlines (you know, you haven't posted in a day and your readers are getting antsy ... ) so ... it makes the stories a lot wilder, more exciting and so much more random :lol: which is funny because all my stories are like that ... :yes:

Neways ... Why didn't someone tell me I was running the train? *Ottery screams and Teddy bails out as the train careens towards a set of broken tracks and a cliff* :faint:

♥

"If I was talking to you, you'd know," the cat replied.

"You are talking to me," the red haired boy complained. "Aww c'mon Prince, don't be like that?"

"I'm not talking to you, I'm merely informing you that you're a doofus," the cat replied lifting his head and looking away. He started to lick his paws.

"Fine!" Giovanni complained and ran out of the room slamming the door behind him with such force that books fell off the shelf. Prince stuck his tongue out at the boy.

♥

"I can't believe those idiots are firing at me?" Madison yelled.

"Just keep running, okay?" Freddie complained. Gah, but girls could be whiners. He would have sighed if he could have but he was trying to conserve what breath he could running up the castle's stairs.

"Stupid ministy dorks!" Madison yelled unleashing a shower of snakes on the unsuspecting aurors.

Freddie banged his head against the rooftop of the tower, as he rubbed his noggin the roof exploded out.

"What the ..."

"I used Alohamora," Madison explained.

"That's a pretty powerful way to use it." The boy complained between coughs and pushing the dust out of his face.

"When I'm angry, my spells tend to ... work ... really, really well." Madison explained. "I can't help it, so shut it!" She yelled at the boy and dragged him out onto the roof by his collar.

"Lumos!" Freddie covered his eyes as the girls wand exploded in a beam of light turning the tower into a makeshift lighthouse. "Oh, dang !@#$, %^$#, !@#$%^&*()$#!" Madison exclaimed.

Freddie ventured to open his eyes as the light from the wand stopped as Madison ushered, Nox, and he could see the large zeppelin flying their way through the city lights around them. How had he gotten into this mess in the first place? He just prayed that the ministry's aurors didn't recognize either of them or he was going to be in a soup of trouble when he got home. NOt that he wasn't already, as late as it was.

He had told his mum he was just going out with his mates around the block for a walk and a cup of tea. He hadn't bargained on everything that had happened since Madison had cornered him in the alley.

♥

The Magic Box was a colorful menagerie of things, furry animals in cages, birds of different types, the walls were lined with bottles of all kinds of shapes and colors and descriptions with inscriptions in runes and tongues now dead. It all assailed him at once as he entered the place. A strong scent of magic, powders like he used in potions, the after scent of some spells and candy?

It was a weird place. There were tables near the window over looking the street and glass cases where you could find food and drinks displayed or magical items it were as if The Magic Box were an assortment of places in one place. The shop was like an apothecary, coffee shop, antique store, pet shop, magic store. It left Draco dazzled. There was nothing like it back at home or even Hogsmeade.

"What am I doing here?" he asked himself, sighing.

"Fate called you here, of course," a familiar voice called out of the depths behind the bead curtain. He turned around to look at her. What the devil was she doing here? Though in retrospect, he would admit, the shop did suit her personality.

"Neways ... Why didn't someone tell me I was running the train? *Ottery screams and Teddy bails out as the train careens towards a set of broken tracks and a cliff* "
Not to worry! This peticular cliff falls off into a wormhole to the other alternate universe where "Human Nature" has left its readers hanging on another cliff. I do love both of these stories, and I'm starting to get a little antsy cause we're leaving on vacation Mon. morning, and going to a place where there isn't any internet. :( AND-- we won't be back till the end of the month. Do you see my delima, do you feel my pain? Just kidding it'll be great seeing everyone. I'm just anxious to get back already. I'll miss you and your threads and everyone who posts on them, it's great to have friends. Now, on to this story. I'm wondering who runs the magic store. My imagination runs wild, I'm thinking it's a Weasley chain and Ginny, no wait, Hermione, no, Ginny AND Hermione runs it! I love imagining in between cliffhangers, but, love it better when you post. Catch ya later.

I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
REALLY!!!!!!!!!!
I JUST LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hehehehehhe
(Going a little crazy here..)
BUT I CANT HELP IT!!!!!!!!
I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!
MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Xavier:)-

Ottery i didn't know you had another fic. i'm so happy you do. i love reading your stuff. can't wait for more to this one its awsome.

HEEEYYYYY!!! :gasp:

Ooooottttterrrrryyyy! How did I not know you had this here? :cry: How can I read everything you have here if I am so uninformed? My :ninja: FanFic stalker powers must be weak.

I love the title and :woot:

A zeppelin!

hehe I'll come back and read all when it's not 3:26 in the am.

:glomp:

"The Magic Box was a colorful menagerie of things, furry animals in cages, birds of different types, the walls were lined with bottles of all kinds of shapes and colors and descriptions with inscriptions in runes and tongues now dead. It all assailed him at once as he entered the place. A strong scent of magic, powders like he used in potions, the after scent of some spells and candy?"
This reminds me of how JK Rowlings describes when Harry walks into potions class with Snape. Now my imagination runs wild again. You really are a "master of misdirection"*! Catch ya later.
*The Unauthorized Autobiography of Ottery St. Catchpole"

First the replies ... THEN the update *is sneaky*
 

I'm sleepy. *goes to bed*
 

I can't believe no one tried to guess who was talking to Draco :poke:

♥

She walked the outer deck of the zeppelin letting the night air waft through her long dark hair. Madison was in love with the boy but if he couldn't see it ... or maybe he didn't want to see it, what was she to do? Perhaps, she'd been too pushy coming at him like that. Madison sighed and didn't think about it, too much. Boys were boys and boys are stupid and love was just some stupid thing for teenage girls and so what if she was one that didn't mean she had to act stupid because of it.

There were other things on her plate than simply boys. Still, she couldn't help feeling the way she did about Freddie. Madison sighed, all she could think about was another heist. Being a muggle cat burglar was exciting, being a wizarding world cat burglar well that had levels of excitement that you couldn't begin to imagine. Madison walked back into the ship towards her quarters where she was sure the golem would be waiting with the diamonds from the robbery.

Of course, she and Freddie had not been involved, how could they when they were busy running away from the authorities somewhere else? It hadn't been coincidental, the Aurors finding them outside that alley.

Freddie for his part had other things to contend with.

"Yes, mother, I'm fine. I'm with a friend. Well ... she's a girl but, ... no Mom we're not in the same room. No it's not like it's a sleep-over ... I'm on a zeppelin Mom. What tone of voice I'm trying to explain ..." Freddie covered his face as he talked into the pocket watch spell phone his mother had given him. A pocket watch that he wore on a chain around his neck that allowed him to talk to anyone anywhere by floo.

"Don't you cover your face when I'm talking to you, young man!" the woman's head screeched floating eeriely over the pocket watch.

"Oops," the boy exclaimed as he shut the watch. "I'll deal with this later." The boy flopped onto the bed in his quarters. It wasn't so bad having rich friends but, he knew he would pay for that little indiscretion in the morning. In that instant he just felt tired. Madison was beautiful, smart, witty, any number of things but she was also trouble as tonight had shown and she was rich. It wouldn't look right being with her but, well, Freddie couldn't help feeling it was right. But, since when he had ever trusted his heart? It always landed him in trouble.

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"Well if it isn't LoOny LOvEgoOd," Draco Malfoy replied as he turned to face the girl. "A bit far from the asylum aren't we?"

"Well, you're still an as, Malfoy. Funny how things don't change even if the setting does." Luna paused to contemplate that. Malfoy stared at her as if couldn't make up his mind if he wanted to slap her, or hex her. The young Ravenclaw looked up at the boy, "Oh, hello Draco, you're still here?"

:slyth:

"You're an idiot," the boy said darkly. "Your dark lord is vanquished, there are no more followers. The Death Eaters all of you will fall. My father was right to have left you scum. The new age of magic is going to be ushered in by my Dark Stalkers, not your foolish old brotherhood."

"You're a fool boy," the man gasped, clutching the cut that ran across his Dark Mark.

"Am I?" the young, blonde haired boy said. "We'll see won't we. Or at least I will, because I'll be around ushering in this new era. You however ... won't. Avada Kedavra!"

A flash of green light and the man lay dead in the darkened room. He sat in a pool of dirty water as more water dripped down onto his corpse.

"You really shouldn't play with your victims like that Octavius," a dark haired boy standing in shadows remarked.

"Why not? I like to have fun now and again," Octavius replied laughing wildly.

♥

I write slowly Maxie, here's what I got so far. More laterz I guess :lol:

OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GUESS WHAT.....
GUESS......
I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!
THAT WAS SOOOOOOOOOOO WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT WAS GREAT!!!!!!!!!!
THE BEST SO FAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(ehehheheheheheeh i loved it.)
YOU HEAR ME?
LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!
MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!
PAMS hun:)
-Xavier-

:gasp: Another great post, and I would not have guessed Luna to be the one Draco was talking to, but rereading that post, it makes perfect sence. You really are a great writer, and I will SO miss you and your stories. Catch ya when we get back. (and thanks for the PC lesson.) :bye:

And Look!!! I am here at this one too!! Woo I am so proud of myself!
YAY for labor day and no school so I can get caught up on things! :D

Now for evil homework.. *scowls*

OMG Ottsy!!!!! :o Oh, if I'd known before that you had another fic!!!! Well, thank God I came across this one!!! This is exciting!!!! (And evil). ;) Can't wait for more!!!!!
Lots of Love,
Tina.

I'm bad at guessing, Otts, I really am. :hide:
I read it. I read it, so be PRROUUDDD of me. *hugs you TIGHT*

It was dark, well-written and PLAIN AWESOMENESS!
Now for Physics. *dashes out*

Mwahahahaha OTTEH.

Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant. *licks the charries* :eyebrows:

You. Write more. Mkay? Or H/Hr will come after youuu. :P

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Replies short but sweet :choc:

-Xavier- you're still my most enthusiastic reader :lol: I'm glad you liked it. I'd ask what ship you might want to see but ... I think it's pretty obvious :lol: I'm focusing on the smaller characters and new ones too so ...

Jess welcome to the fic ... or did I already do that? :lol: Well welcome back if I did ;) you haven't seen anything yet from Octavius who is the son of a character in HP ...

Photos!: spoiler

last name black first name not Sirius.

Connie, I miss you already and I have to teach you how to upload an avvie, I have a few ... I make avvies, I should post them here or that dump thread but I'm afraid people will laugh at them :cry:

Flower I should call you princess flower and the thugz :lol: so you found this one too, did you? But how? *forgets the siggy* :erm:

Tina you need to put a link in your siggy. I love your siggy btw. And yes, I do have this other fic, I've got tons too in the finished section if anyone's interested. Might give you all an idea as to what to expect from my fics :mwaha: then again it might scare y'all's pants off ... but at least you know I can finish these things :lol:

Maxie, you PWN I'm sure you'll do good at physics, though that would explain your absences *marks you tardy instead* :lol: I'm a bad stalker too ... read when you can loves I know I post too much too fast :lol: especially with Human Nature.

Harmonizer, thank you and welcome ... so ... uhm, how do the characters taste? Not too much salt, eh? Undercooked, over done? Lemme know I love critiques :yes:

Y'all rocks so ... here's another post. I'm still wondering what to do with Freddie & Madison though ... to hook up or break up? That is the question.

:wizard:



Luna Lovegood was a Ravenclaw, a quiet girl who hid mostly in the shadows, not because she was shy but rather she didn't see a desire for limelight when there was so much more to be garnered by being simply the quiet mouse in the room. Draco Malfoy on the other hand desired nothing more than to be the center of attention when he entered a room, to have his every wish catered to because everyone felt the need to trip over themselves at his wealth and power, a dream he'd seen undone by the arrival of Harry Potter. They could have been friends but the oaf had decided against it siding instead with the Weasleys the poorest of pureblood families in the wizarding world. For heaven's sake they raised chickens!

Fate had conspired to bring them together, or maybe it was just bad luck that Draco had decided to walk into Madame Curie's Marvelous Magical Wonderment and Ornament Shoppe.

"You're barkers, Loony," Draco replied.

Luna for her part ignored him and walked around a giant fish tank that held grindylows as well as assorted magical fish. Draco thought to dismiss her and walked around in the other direction to see what else was in the shop. He walked around large shelves stocked with magical items, mobiles hanging from the ceiling, fancy jeweled items everywhere that seemed to be glittering in the bright lights of the establishment and everywhere a crow, or a cat, or a snake seemed to roam. The people at the counter didn't seem to mind them, drinking their coffee non-chalantly. The people at the tables either, some lost in magical books they had just purchased there or getting acquainted with their newest purchase, a bat or a toad or some other such creature.

And yet again, turning a shelf he ran into her again.

"Seriously daft, Lovegood."

"If you don't like me at all then why do you keep following me?" Luna asked curiously.

"Wait a minute. You think I'm following you? That's rich. You're the one that's ... I mean, you came over here I went in an entirely different direction Lovegood. You're mental."

"I haven't moved since I saw you," the girl pointed to the fish tank where she was watching winged sea horses jump in and out of the water.

And sure enough, just past her was the front entrance where Malfoy had come in. But, he had not gone around in a circle, or walked back past anything so how had he ended up next to the Ravenclaw again?

"This is crazy," Malfoy remarked and pushed past the girl and walked out of the store back again into the drizzly evening of Paris. Meanwhile, Luna spotted something that caught her eye. It was a plain and simple locket but, very beautiful on the heart shaped face was a snake and a raven together and for some odd reason it seemed to tickle her fancy.

"How much is that, there?" she asked a young boy working behind the counter.

"This mademoiselle for you, is very cheap. Fifteen galleons."

As Luna Lovegood purchased the locket she failed to see that next to it rested another, but this one had a snake and a lion on it and it was broken almost in two a lightning bolt tear running down the middle of it.

:slyth: :claw: :gryff:

It's not what y'all think ... :shifty: then again it might just be EXACTLY what y'all think :lol:

:read:

Seamus was riding his horse Money-in-your-pockets, out around the hills near his home. It was a bright and early morning and he loved waking up before the sun was over the hills and riding his horse to greet the new day as it began. By inversion, his best mate Dean Thomas loved sleeping in late, was none too fond of animals and wary of anything having to do with mornings or at least not until he'd had his first cup of coffee.

So it came as a bit of a surprise to Seamus to find Dean standing outside his hair in a tizzy, his penguin pajama bottoms (Seamus always wore the tops), his blue bathrobe and a cup of coffee in his hand.

"What are you doing out here? It's still morning," the boy declared as he reared Money-in-your-pockets in front of his friend.

"I couldn't sleep," the boy yawned audibly. "I had this terrible nightmare ... then I woke up and you weren't there ..."

"Well you couldn't have been very worried about me, mate," Seamus said nodding to Dean's cup of coffee.

"Tea sucks and Edward told me you were alright." Dean smiled at that. The revelation that their friend Edward was visiting as well caught Seamus by surprise.

"What? Where is he?"

Dean smiled in his best, 'I'm not telling and you can't make me' kind of way.

To which Seamus replied with a, 'I've got my wand out want to see me blow something up on purpose,' look.

Dean smiled, "Stupefy!"

Seamus deflected the spell as Money-in-your-pockets, reared back. The sandy haired boy was laughing. He loved dueling with Dean.*

:gryff:

*Before anyone asks about the restriction against underage wizards law ... this is A.U., I'm cheating :P , and if you're really a stickler then they're in Ireland and the laws there are different so yay. :lol:

OMG!!! What is that?? I'm thinking... tell you later what I'm thinking! ;)

That is a creative name for a horse!!!! Superfab!!

Ok Ottsy, I'll pu a link in my siggy, but if you wanna check it out, its in the Other Stories section!! But I won't be posting in a while, thanks to my exams!!

:(

XOXO,
Tina.

Fast postage is good! I love coming back to lots of fic. =DD

I'm good at Physics. A little. :worried:
Is anyone going to be angry if I say I'll go with whatever you go with? 'Cause it's definitely going to be an awesome bit of writing, that I already know. xP
Nice strategy. :P

But Luna, quiet mouse, what? Nowaii. =P
:lol:
Awww, she's so cuute! I love how she's curious, it makes her sound all the more innocent. Vair nice, vair nice, OttySt. <333
:shifty:

Is that a hint?
=O

OttySt, you just made me THINK. Not think... think, more like. Errr, if you get what I mean. I mean... I mean... I mean what I mean that... you know. You just made me have thoughts about what that locket could mean.

Want me to tell you what I think? :P
:lmao:



I READ IT! Be prouder of me, now. =DD
*clings to youu and thish ficcie*

And you do kiss marvelously *swoons*
 

I thought I might find you here, Ottery. You always end up in the Romance section, don't you?:whistle:

I am soooooooo loving this fic, especially when it has your own characters. And you said not to bother! Pish posh! And miss out on heady romance? And werewolves? REDHEADED werewolves???? Seriously. I am totally subscribing!


Have I mentioned I'm completely in love with Madison? :loved:

I am, however, NOT in love with Draco so shipping him with Luna is...*shudders*. I hope that is not the direction your taking them in.

I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOO
MUCHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
**I hug you**
YOUR A GREAT WRITER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I WANT MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MORE!!!!
MORE!!!!!!!!!!
MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(hehehhe)
PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Xavier:)-

Writing always takes it out of me ... *yawns*
 

Love is funny.

Sadly, loving someone did not mean that they loved you back, Laura thought to herself. The girl was lost in thoughts of romance and summer and how much she wanted to have her love returned. They were betrothed but that meant nothing to him. Boys were ever so fickle about everything, love included.

Laura walked along the edge of the pond and watched the ducks swimming by. It was a lovely day and she was madly in love with a boy who didn't love her. Still, she sighed, one didn't give up so easily on love. Her mother, her grandmother, and her aunts had all warned her. "Men don't know what they want, and boys ... ha, they can't even shave. What would they know about what they want?"

So Laura walked and held her arms in her hands. She would make him fall in love with her. Not with some silly little love potion, only certain kinds of girls reverted to those kinds of tactics. No. Laura had feminine wiles of her own to use, her natural born charms not magical charms. Somehow she would make him see her in a beautiful light and on a clear summer night while the moon shined down bright she would be holding him and not herself possibly here by the side of the lake under the willow tree and she would kiss Giovanni.

At that instant, however, Giovanni wasn't thinking of kissing Laura but killing his cat Prince. So angry was he that he didn't think about what he was doing as he tripped stumbled and pushed Laura in front of him into the pond. They both landed making a big splash and scaring all the ducks away.

"Oh, this is rich," the boy complained.

"Gio," Laura remarked grabbing at her hair. Covered in mud and soaked to the bone, she wanted to scream but, mostly she wanted to beat Giovanni because he was not supposed to see her that way. "You idiot!" She screamed.

"What did I do?" the boy complained.

Crying Laura jumped out of the pond and ran home leaving the boy sitting in a pond without ducks or any clue as to what had just happened.

"All I know is I woke up this morning trying to find a spell to summon a dragon and all I've managed to do is get everyone riled up at me."

"Giovanni!" He could already hear the voice of his great uncle Mario screaming in Italian a bunch of curses about what a wastrel he was and how he had no business playing with a wand and calling himself wizard. The boy jumped out of the water and started running. He had only been trying to soup up the vespa, those things couldn't compete with a Ferrari so what if a few of the modifications didn't take or worked out wrong?

:gryff:

Seamus and Dean were happy spending the summer trying not to worry about the world around them, the escaped prisoner Sirius Black still out at large, Harry Potter's constant ascertions that he was fighting the Dark Lord or that he was planning to return, or news that Ottery was once again teaming up with Professor Steamzen in a crazed attempt to create a powerful steam powered giant robot. The exact purpose or use of said Steam robot to be decided at a later date. The point was to get it built now.

Not for Seamus and Dean these ridiculous problems, no. For them it was strictly a summer of fun and adventures that would take them traveling to a few places, mostly back and forth between Ireland and Dean's home in Scotland. Still, the days were going too fast for them what with so many things to enjoy.

"I love it here," Dean said, as he ran to the river's edge and jumped into it. Seamus swimming a few feet away laughed as he got splashed by his friend.

Seamus loved being with Dean but, he couldn't help wondering about the future. Where would it lead them? What lay ahead?

An owl was making it's way to them even now on their sunny little lake, an owl with a curious message from an old friend, an owl who spelled trouble in his note though neither the owl or the boys would know it, until waaaaaaaay later.

I'm sure by now some of you are thinking, "Why didn't someone shoot the owl?"

:kitty:

The Replies:

Tina, I'm reading your story ... it's pretty cool and I loved your sorting hat song :yes: I can't wait to catch up more ... really nice work.

Maxie, I'm borrowing some of your more creative vibes as you can see with the owl lines :blush: hope you don't mind :lol: Don't worry Maxie, that wasn't a poll question and I am totally planning to go with ... whatever the characters tell me neways ;)

Kellybear, you're too cute and I'm not surprised you're in love with Madison. What does surprise me is that you're not in love with Draco :malfoy: he's so cute and cuddly *glomps him*

Jess, you're too cute with the reactions and we do have a smillie for gasp btw :gasp: :lol: I'm glad you liked it, ^^here's more.

Xavier *glomps you back* You're still my most enthusiastic reader and you're too sweet for all the things you say :blush: thanks for reading ... :glomp:

Now ... I go to sleep ... :sleepy:

Oh Otts, you're too sweet, the song was dreadful... but thanks a lot!!!!! :glomp:
Oh yeah, love is the funniest thing, but its sweet too...
:blush:
That post was lovely, PAMS!!!!! can't wait now!!!

Hugs and Kisses,
Tina.

*submits a request*
 

I would like more Madison and Freddie. Please, sir, can I have some more? *looks at you with big puppy eyes*

I agree a hundred and one percent.
&& some think they know, when they DON'T! =/
I see what you're doing with the words, OttySt, yes I do. =DD

&& I love it! :lol:
I'm not. :P
If that wasn't a poll question, was it still directed towards me? =P 'Cause I say mraawr suure. =DD I love when people borrow... sharing is good, very good. *steals Draco/Luna* :whistle:



Love theee. =]

YAY!!!! More story!! I totally loved it ottsy!! Really it was amazing.. and you are such a brilliant writer, I am going to college, and attempting to become the writer you are now.. *sighs* :D

this is great!!!

I'll be your dragon soldier ... *sings then Teddy corrects Otty* Oh, I thought it sai
 

T: So aside from being deaf and a bad writer ...
O: No. :cry: *runs off crying while Teddy follows firing the cannons* :lol:

Wow even my posts have drama ... oh! :read: on readers :read: on ...
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Freddie was cold. He clung tightly to his jacket and walked down the street quietly contemplating a quiet life. But what indeed was a quiet life when you were one of Ottery's boys? Still, when the call came, one merely answered. The boy walked to the familiar spot, a statue of ...

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Sorry I'm too tired to update more than that ... too many distractions going on too. Writing you see is a solitary endevour and having other people around when you're trying to do it, doesn't help ... *sighs*

*stages a civil protest*
 

*waves a banner* We want Freddie! We want Madison More M/F!!

Ok, so maybe it's just me :lol:

I forgot to tell you last time that I loved the spell phone thingy. Ingenious, seriously.

*plots to read ahead*

What? I'm desperate for more! Can you blame me? I'm only human, y'know...

Ok, maybe even I want more of Freddie and Madison!!!!! ;)
Update soon!!! :d

You always leave us hangingggg. D:

I LAIK :eyebrows:

Mmm, Otty. Your characters are Medium-rare. Just like my steak. Juuust they way I like it. I love the randomness. It's like a new flavored Bertie Bott's bean in every bite. NOM.

And ZOMG I didn't even think I'd like Draco/Luna until you. :33

*chants* More Freddie! Bahahaha. I was just watching iCarly a while ago @___@

Too cute <3

:lol:

:lmao: I love this description!

:lol: I love Prince <3
I was like...o___O The cat's talking! Maybe Prince is really an animagus? :eyebrows:

Rating = Ten Stars. Awesome description :yes:

It's so Luna :P

I was riiiight! :evil:
:lol: Luna rox :loved:

:gasp: OMG! :faint:

I love that description too :D <3<3<3<3

:hmm: I sense a L/D ship...:hmm:
Oooooooooooooh lookie! A plot object! *reaches in a grabs the second locket* MINE! :hide:

:hmm: It sounds a little Mafia :P 'one of Ottery's boys' :lol: PAAAAMS!

Luna Rox and she's also one of Otty's boys ... *winks*
 

:music: Oh-uh-oh last night I didn't get to sleep at all no, no
The sleepin' pill I took was just a waste of time
I couldn't close my eyes 'cause you were on my mind
And last night I didn't get to sleep, didn't get to sleep
No, I didn't get to sleep at all at all :music:

:gasp: :eek: :faint: :lol: :lmao: :rotfl: :mwaha: :faint: :gasp: :eek: ;)

Freddie was cold. He clung tightly to his jacket and walked down the street quietly contemplating a quiet life. But what indeed was a quiet life when you were one of Ottery's boys? Still, when the call came, one merely answered. The boy walked to the familiar spot, a statue of what muggles believed was Joan of Arc (the plaque had gone missing ages ago and the city was too poor or perhaps too cheap to replace it, it depends on your political inclinations :P ) The statue was in fact Ottery posing in knightly drag as Don Quijote. But, most people were so mesmerized by the attention to detail in the mustache no one really ever got around to noticing the skirt under the chain mail.

The boy stopped standing next to the large marble base on which the horse sat, Ottery was sitting on the horse, and on Ottery's statue pigeons were having a greet and meet. Seeing that no one was around he tapped the marble base with his wand and it revealed a secret door. He went into the darkness.

♥ :slyth: ♥

She took off her long elbow length white gloves and deposited them on the chair by the entrance, dropped her cloak on marble the floor, walked past the mirror that took up the wall on her right side. The girl shook out her long dark hair, ebony black like the night. The silk pouch at her side she dropped into a box next to the long winding stairs that led up to the bedrooms on the upper levels of the mansion and just in time as another raven haired woman walked down the steps.

"Where have you been Alexandra Madison--"

She cut the woman off abruptly.

"Please, I'm well aware of my whole name, you don't need to bandy it about like a flag the way you do father's."

"Witch," her stepmother exclaimed making no attempt to disguise what she had said.

"Well you'd know all about that wouldn't you, step?" the girl replied smirking. She sat on the box and started to take off her long white boots.

"Don't do that here, this isn't your own personal bedroom!" the woman screamed.

"And that isn't your real hair color so why don't we both just stop playing this stupid game of trying to be my new Mommie and we spare ourselves the troubles, no?"

"You obnoxious little hussy," the woman exclaimed.

"You witchy little basilisk, why don't you take your serpent's tongue and a few choice bits of jewelry and slither on out of my father's house?"

"I love your father--"

"My father's wealth and power perhaps."

"Yes, because his fortune was honestly made unlike you and your mother's ..."

"Shut up about my mother, you witch!" the girl exclaimed. Her wand was in her hand and the chandelier lay shattered from where it had slammed against the wall into a million pieces of broken glass.

The woman on the stairwell stood staring at the mess in shock. Madison turned to look at the culprit. The house elf bent his head down bashfully and shrugged.

"You filthy little ..." the woman began.

"He saved your life, you cow," Madison replied. It was not until then that Veronica her stepmother noticed the wand in the girl's hand. The girl had been the one to blast the chandelier down.

"Mistress Madison please. I ..."

"Vile, little, atrocious animals ..." the woman exclaimed and turned the sound of her heels clicking against the marble steps echoing into silence.

"You didn't do anything wrong Poe." The girl stood up and hugged the house elf. "Oh, Poe. If only mother were still here." Madison cried into the house elves shoulders, elsewhere a door slammed.

♥ :gryff: ♥

The owl was flying over Ireland.

"Bloody hell, this doesn't look like East India. Crikey, those blokes look like they might know who these Seamus and Dean chaps are. I'll ask them." The owl dived down at the boys who were still talking by the pastures.

:wizard:

Meanwhile in East India, the proper Seamus and Dean, two diamond traders (read: secretly Ministry Spies) were standing around waiting for an owl that would never come.

:gasp:

The boy walked down the busy Paris street. He didn't much care for mingling with muggles, some of them even touched him and bumped him but, Draco Malfoy knew when a friend called ... well, it always paid later to help out a chum, especially ones as powerful, influential, or downright stupid as Teddy and Ottery.

"I hope this is good, Ottery," Draco Malfoy mumbled to himself.

"Of course, it's good, Malfoy," a voice whispered in his ear. "You know it is if I'm involved."

The blonde haired boy made to turn around but, a wand at his back stopped him.

"What are you doing?"

"Keep walking, Malfeasance," the brown haired boy remarked. "When you get to Madame Curie's, go in. You know the place." Draco didn't need to see the boy to know he was grinning. The scent of cigar wafted past him.

:malfoy:

Replies:

You mean it's just Human Nature :wizard: ;)

Which one which one? *Is curious*

Just like you asked. You didn't mean with them together, did you? :shifty:

:lol: I know, don't I? I know ... but y'all wouldn't come back if I gave it all away would ya? Besides, I don't know where this is going either LOL

Freddie, uhm, you caught that did you? :lol:

:blush: thank you ... *Teddy smacks Otty* Oh, you were talking about my post :blush:

:loved:

:glomp:

O: No, Lari, my cats all talk actually, if you read my other fics *Teddy slaps Otty and fires the cannons while they confer*
O: On second thought, maybe? :shifty: Thanks for the idea Lari :glomp:

YAY!!!! An Update!!! I loved it Ottery!!

And the statue was great!! Ottery in drag!! Tee hee!! :lmao:

I also loved the fight between Madison and ?????? That was great, and filled with oh so epic drama!!

Amazing update!! :D

Love ya!

I have to admit I love lemon chiffon as a color and as a name ...Strawberry Shortcake
 

... fan. Actually she's Lemon Meringue but she should have a little sister named Lemon Chiffon. :yes:

♥

Thank you PT :blush: I do try.

The fight was between Madison and her stepmom Veronica. I thought I wrote that in there somewhere ... *looks*

You're too sweet PT, and thank you for the sweet words so here's another update maybe. I can't sleep so ... :wizard:

My e-mail is gaiboichuy@yahoodotcom btw, well, the one I'm using on facebook so send me an invitation already PT. You can see a piccie of me and my baby girl. She's 16 months now. :yes:

♥

Clucky was a plucky hen and the dearly beloved pet of Seamus Finnigan. But, getting along in age, the poor thing couldn't see well. Now, Clucky was sitting on the wood fence watching the day go by when he noticed Seamus and Dean standing around chatting with Money-in-your-pocket. When suddenly out of nowhere it seemed a hippogryph had appeared and it was swooping down on the boys, Clucky could imagine it's evil claws of doom rending her beloved boy and his mate to pieces of unsavory flesh.

Of course, with Clucky's age had come bad vision and ineed it was only an owl. But quite heroically Clucky plucked up her courage and ran at the boys waving her wings and trying to fly in a vain attempt to get between the boys and the owl.

"Mad chicken!" Dean yelled and ran.

Seamus grabbed the reins of Money-in-your-pocket as the horse reared and they watched in horror as poor Clucky ran slamming into a tree. Seconds later the owl arrived and Seamus seeing his name and that of his mate who was running back to the house accepted the owl post graciously from the owl.

"I haven't got any birdseed or I'd tip you," Seamus said but the owl McAffee was his name, was happy simply to have done his job and besides he circled around later and got Seamus on the shoulder with his droppings.

"What's this now?" Seamus asked opening the letter.

You two have a new assignment. The world is in peril, I'm depending on you. Bring donuts. We will meet in all the old familiar places ... come armed.

Seamus didn't know what to make of it and at the moment he had Dean to deal with. The poor boy was a city kid and he thought all animals except cats and dogs were wild.

"C'mon Money," the boy said and steered his horse back to the house. Together they could get to the bottom of this letter though it reeked of something Ottery would do.

♥

Octavius Black was the son of Regulus Black. Suffice it to say, the boy had grown up without a father and his mother was absent for most of his childhood leaving the boy in the care of kindly neighbors, in their place however Octavius had grown up with resentment and hatred.

Though no one spoke of He-who-must-not-be-named Octavius found it easy to find out the history. Everyone was only too willing to discuss it in veiled tones behind half open doors with lots of furtive glances and phrases filled with pity and thinly veiled contempt.

So, Octavius Black decided to avenge his father, having nothing to go on about his father Regulus, except the occasional reminiscent mumblings of his mother who painted him as a hero, the boy decided to fill in the history and along with the phrase his mother always used, "Regulus fought against the Dark Lord, no one ever remembers that and few people know it, if any but, your father defied him ..."

And now in the present Octavius and his best mate Bradley Maize were forming a group amongst their peers, who wanted like the Dark Lord to come to power by any means necessary but, with the added agenda of destroying the Death Eaters they saw as posing a threat.

:slyth:

:sleepy: more laterz ...

NEW READER
hi !!! great story,i love it,
PAMS
Ally :)

Poor Madison!!! She does miss her mum!!! Aww!!!! And I love lucky the chicken!!! :rotfl: I' gonna send you an inite on Facebook now!!!
PAMS!!!
Love,
Tina.

PS.. Love your siggy!!!

YAY another update!! I totally loved it!! :D And I have invited you!! You will see a pic of me, and Josh.. I'll be in a wedding dress :D

Aww I saw her! She is sooo adorable! *nods*

Thanks for the update! :D Keep it up!

Look everyone siggies ... LOL
 

This fic has officially been siggified, show your love wear my siggy ... or not, I like the siggies y'all got.



Replies & two polls ... :lol:

Welcome Ally :hello: I hope you like my fic, it's only going to get weirder :lol: feel free to hang out and talk random weirdness about my fic ... :yes: We love our readers ... :glomp:

Tina, :glomp: my siggy was from a song called, "Life Uncommon" by Jewel. She PWNS you should look it up on youtube ... it's probably there ... I love the song, it has beautiful lyrics ... my new siggy goes with Kellybear's siggy. :lol: She hasn't seen it yet.

Thea ... OMG! You're so pretty in your wedding dress ... and yes, that's my baby girl ... *glomps the babeh* She's 16 months you know ... my how time flies ... :faint:

now the polls ... vote peeps, just vote.

Taylor Swift (yay) or Kanye West (Boo):

Which siggy should I use as my story banner:

1st Angel winged Freddie (which means I kill Freddie at the end of the fic)
2nd Samurai Teddy (which means Teddy kills Freddie at the end of the fic)
3rd Winking Freddie (which means Freddie dies while winking at the end of the fic)

Vote now polls are open.

I'll be back with an update soon, I just wanted to reply, give you all siggies for my fic (if you want to use them but, please don't hotlink upload them to your own servers) and to welcome Ally and thank you all for reading y'all are wonderful readers ... you all should try reading Tina's fic too it's too cute, it's about the next generation of the Harry Potter characters, you know Harry/Ginny's kids and so on ... :yes: Bye now, I'll update soon ... :shifty:

YAY!!! I love those new siggy's!! And I will be sure to wear one :P Just not sure which one..

And Thanks! I felt so beautiful that day! Josh's mouth dropped open when he saw me, and my dad was crying.. It was great!

Now to vote.. umm Taylor Swift! Totally.. anddddd
Angel Freddie.. But does he have to die?? *sniffles*

Otts!!! Thank you so much for posting a link to my fic!!!!!! You do look sweet, but your daughter is sweeter!! Add me, I just did!

Mwahahaha Freddie must die!!!! I mean, erm...*blushes*
 

I personally love the last one. It's purdiful. Can I get my "I Voted" sticker now?

Hope you like ... more story laterz ... and some comedy too maybe ... a car chase?
 

You're too cute PT erm Flower :lol: and cuz it was your birthday this weekend ... no Freddie doesn't have to die, I'll just kill Madison instead ... :shifty: honestly, this is supposed to be a romantic comedy so only my audience should be dying of laughter ... one hopes ... I'm working on it ...

"Death is easy ... comedy is hard." *& Teddy adds: But Heavy Artillery is love ♥*

Hey Tina, I'm glad you think my daughter is cute cuz she totally is ... she's always trying to put her feet on the table LOL she's so naughty but she's a love.

Kellybear I love you but this you know cuz it's your fic. I need to make some "I voted icons" maybe tomorrow ... if I'm not dead tired ... *yawns* do they have a yawn Smilie?

Neways ... here's more story ... sorry for the wait ... I'm still organizing the pieces ... go read my one shot ... it's all the story right there so no having to keep up and all ... and rate it. I wanna hear everyone's opinions please.

:wizard: :kitty: :pirate2: :read: :mwaha: :glomp: :loved: :ron: <_<

:music:I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’ve been waiting all my life
and now I found ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you
I’m fallin’ for you :music:

Chapter: I’ve been dreaming ‘bout you

“I don’t know, except for hating Harry he’s never seemed that bad to me,” Ginny remarked to her friends revelation that she had run into Draco Malfoy in Paris.

Luna Lovegood turned to look at her friend as they walked down the street. She stopped suddenly and said. “Oh,” Ginny turned around to look at her. “This is this one of those jokes you’re always telling me, Ginny. I don‘t always get them until you explain them but, they are quite … adorable.”

Ginny laughed. Luna knew she was not being laughed at so she just smiled.

The Ravenclaw turned to stare at the shops around her. The town of Ottery St. Catchpole was not a big thriving metropolis like London or Paris, it was more of a comfortable little village but it was home. And with friends like the Weasleys so close by it was a wonderful home.

“So, why exactly are we here?” Ginny asked as she pushed her skirt forward and sat down on the street side curb.

“I don’t know really. Muggles are fascinating sometimes but that’s not why I wanted to come to town. I guess I just wanted to go for a walk to get the nurfleens out of my dreams.”

Ginny giggled at that Luna had told her once before about the nurfleens.

“I guess I’m just … that meeting with Draco threw me off is all.” Luna confessed. “Madame Curie’s is a funny little shop, you know, people don’t just end up there by accident.”

“I thought you didn’t believe in Divination, Luna,” Ginny remarked looking up at her friend who stared at the tree across the street intently, the girl wore a wand behind her ear.

“I wonder if we were both there for a reason. Did we meet because it was destined? Do Draco and I have some part to play in some of life’s long story arc?”

“Maybe he was just trying to get out of the rain,” Ginny said a little defensively. This escaped Luna however, who was lost in her thoughts.

Ginny sighed.

Draco Malfoy was a git. Her whole family said as much and his own behavior towards her, when he had bothered to acknowledge her existence, had been deplorable, to say the least. So, why, she wondered, did she think of him incessantly and why was Luna Lovegood’s sudden interest in him niggling at her heart.

“Do you want to go look at some pottery?” Luna asked seemingly out of nowhere.

“What?” Ginny asked startled. “No. I’d … let’s go to that little jewelry shop. I like your necklace and … I just really like your necklace and I want something like that,” Ginny replied. She hopped to her feet, she wasn’t going to let doubts or her heart’s fickle swaying keep her down. She’d wasted a lot of time pinning for Harry she wasn’t going to do it over Draco Malfoy that much was true. Besides, if it came between picking her friends over her loves she’d pick her friends every time … wouldn’t she?

♥

“Hey, Fredster,” a familiar voice rang out through the darkness.

“What are you doing here, Giovanni?” the werewolf boy asked the darkness.

A light came on illuminating the red haired boy’s face and he proceeded to lead his companion down the old World War II bombing tunnel.

“What I’m doing here is taking you to the boss.” the boy replied humorously.

“And what does the boss want with me? You know I’ve got better things I could be doing than running around in dark tunnels trying to figure out what the devil’s going on in the wizarding world …”

“Yeah, that’s right you live in the muggle world don’t you?”

“Don’t say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“I didn’t. It’s just weird, I mean you’re a wizard, don’t you want to be around your own kind?”

“I’m more than a wizard and yeah … I do. But, living around the muggles I can hide better and they don’t know to suspect certain things …” Freddie replied evasively. “Where’s Prince anyways, doesn’t that cat follow you everywhere?”

“Nope.” Giovanni replied and said nothing else until they arrived at a long staircase leading up into a tower in the middle of London. “It’s amazing the things you can hide around muggles in plain sight. If only they‘d bother to look …”

“I don’t know,” Freddie replied, “sometimes I’m glad they miss their noses for looking at their glasses.”

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♥Chicken Love♥
 

Ok, so you know I loves the chicken :loved: Mad chicken love. :yes:

but moving on...Octavius? You just couldn't resist throwing in another character, could you? :lol: You're incorrigible. :loved:

Ginny and Draco? :gasp: :faint: NOOooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!! :cry: Say it isn't so!!!! Hasn't she been paying attention??? The boy is a :peach:, seriously!


Don't make me Beta you. Double check yer posts, love. I know you write in the dead of night and all, but...*scrolls to check* Yup, just as I suspected, 2:30 in the morning. That explains the typos. And the G/D, but I digress....

OK, so I don't like Draco paired with anyone or anything except a good :peach: whooping, but that's just me. I have my biases.:whistle:


:choochoo:

*wears a t-shirt that says I'm on the M/F ship*

I ♥ Madison and Freddie! Does that make me Meddie? or Maddie? Hm..

I just realized something. You change your siggies more frequently than most guys change their underwear. Just sayin'...:coffee:

YAY!!!!! No Dying!!! And Yes it was my Birthday on Sunday!!! ^_^

Awesome update.. and does Ginny have a little thing for Draco?? Hmm most interesting!!

Keep up the awesome story!!

Is ginny getting feeling for Draco,
Can't wait for more,
PAMS
Ally :)

This post is dedicated to my Kellybear for betaing it on the fly, so well *smoochies*
 

Laura sat there thinking to herself, Boys are stupid, and indeed when it comes to love they can be pretty stupid. She sighed wondering what Giovanni had gotten himself into. He was off on one of his jaunts again, his Aunt Margarita had told her.

"I could sit here all day or ..." she watched the wind rustling the light yellow curtain in the living room. It was sunny and bright outside and beautiful and the world was young and she was young and there was no point sitting around pining for a boy that didn't realize she was in love with him.

"I've been spending all my time just thinking about him," she said to the empty room. "Enough."

Laura ran to her bedroom, slammed the door shut. After a quick change of clothes she grabbed her purse threw loads of random accessories and necessities and she ran for the door then stopped at the mirror to make sure she looked pretty and happy. Then, Laura remembered her wand got it off her bedside table and ran out of the room.

Giovanni was stupid if he thought she was going to sit around waiting for him to notice she had feelings for him.

:wizard: :drool: :read: :loved: :wizard: ♥:ron: <_< :mwaha: :pirate2: :kitty:

They walked into the room which lay in darkness. Freddie had his wand in his hand in seconds. The boy standing in the corner of the dark room held his hands up and smirked, behind him Teddy, using Draco as a shield, pointed his wand at Freddie.

"Boys, behave," a voice came from behind the desk. "I didn't call you all here so you could blow your heads off."

"Ottery?" Freddie asked. "You know I have better things I could be doing than traipsing through the city in the rain just so you can ..."

The boy stopped mid-sentence. The chair behind the desk turned and Freddie gasped. "You're not Ottery."

The boy replied, "No. Actually, I'm not."

:wizard: :drool: :read: :loved: :wizard: ♥:ron: <_< :mwaha: :pirate2: :kitty:

"What's this I hear you've been giving your step mother a hard time?" her father's voice echoed in her mind. A tear slid down her cheek. Things had changed so much since mother had died. Her heart ached for her Momma but she was gone and Madison only had herself. That witch had turned her father against her and Madison was fine with that ... really she was.

The girl walked the darkened passages of the museum, shafts of bright moonlight crashed through the long tall windows but otherwise she was alone. The guards were busy chasing their socks which she had spelled to run off and they had left the museum unprotected.

Madison was here for the painting of Paris by Santini Armandus St. Valentin. It depicted a cupid smiling down, bow and arrow ready, and a balcony scene, many believed to be Romeo and Juliet in a new setting, and in the background the Eiffel Tower. It was heavily guarded. But then again most museums were but they were guarded against muggle thieves not wizarding ones. She sighed. She could have sent her doppleganger but the truth was she was not in any mood to be in the same house as her father and that evil witch.

"Honey, she only loves you and wants what's best for you. Did you know I had to drag it out of her she didn't want to tell me what it was that was bothering her so much ..."

Madison walked past the Egyptian exhibit. She fought the urge to steal the whole collection and return it to the Egyptian government. She didn't feel that witchy just yet. Then she stopped, smiled and paused. Oh, no he wasn't ...

The dark haired boy stood in front of the painting of Paris by Santini Armandus St. Valentin wondering how best to dislodge it. The thing was a veritable mural and would not be easy to carry.

"Step away from that and ..."

"Madison, nice to see you," Ottery replied smiling. "I thought you'd quit this racket."

"No, I just took up another one ..."

"Let me guess, Death Eater?"

"Try Death Stalker." Madison smirked. "Octavius wants that painting ..."

"Funny, I want Octavius," Ottery replied. "What? Did you really think this was you trapping me? Sorry honey, I'm a little bit older than all that ... I wasn't born yesterday you know." He smiled wickedly, then snapped his fingers.


:ron: <_< :loved: :glomp: :read: :mwaha: :drool: :pirate2: :wizard: :kitty: ♥ :kitty: :wizard: :pirate2: :drool: :mwaha: :read: :glomp: :loved: <_< :ron:

Now accepting siggy ideas for T&O's top seven ...
 

Oops ... I'll reply later y'all ... I'm still envying Emma's shoes ... :lol: :blush:

EDIT: Surprise everyone ... it's later ... :lol:



Replies: I missed out on these before because I had to pick up the little red haired one at the bus stop ... *sighs* he was on yellow today but he's trying so hard ... let's give him our love ♥ *aaaaaaaaawww* now moving on ...

Teddy would like to remind everyone that ... *sighs* "Death is easy ... comedy is hard. But Heavy Artillery is love ♥."

Moving on ...

Kellybear: I'm glad you liked the chicken, Clucky shall return sooner than you think ... along with Lenin the pig but you'll see ... :shifty:

Octavius is the bow that will string this story together ... sort of :lol: okay so we were desperate for a villain ... :yes: watch me tie this whole fic into Human Nature :lol: :mwaha: maybe :shifty: depends if it does though only you and Flower will know all the secrets :mwaha: and Connie when she gets back.

Draco is love :malfoy: who he ultimately ends up with ... we shall see.

M/F is coming ... but ... on opposite sides of the fight, can their love survive?

*Flower*: Yay, Happy Birthday, better late than never I always say ... and I'm always late and never at the party at the right time ... so ... hope you had a good one. :yes:

This last post is dedicated to you too, but I think I forgot to mention that so ... you can pick whichever post in this whole fic to be yours and I will edit it with your bday dedication ;)

G/D ... you remember that I suppose ... I've always been G/D :lol:

Ally: :hello: Hey Ally I'm glad you're still reading and yeah, G and the D :lol: I can't help it ... she loves Harry so wouldn't it naturally go that she'd love his greatest rival as well? *Sighs dramatically for love* Yup yup and you shall see many other surprises ... I hope ... :lol: are you reading Human Nature? Try my one shot it's all in one ... :lol: I'm just all about the pimpin' my fics today aren't I? :blush:

Neways, you all seriously PWN so I will be posting a new update ... don't know if you all read the last one but ... *shrugs* here's more to go with it. ♥ And this story is not going where you think it is ... honest. ;) But then again do mine ever? :lol:

Hehehe nothing like a good getaway to get the evening started LOL
 

“Funny isn’t it? How we all want that painting,” a third voice called out of the shadows.

Ottery snapped his fingers again.

“If you’re thinking about turning on the lights or something try clapping maybe that will work.” The mysterious voice exclaimed. “If however, you mean to call on your friends … they might be a little bit … tied up at the moment.” He laughed as he said that and walked into the moonlight and there stood a blue eyed, blue haired boy whose long locks cascaded to his waist where a broadsword hung at his side. “The name is Conrad, Conrad Fate. Please don’t forget it. For future reference, if either of you amateurs thinks they can actually come after something I’ve set my sites on. Next time you hear it you‘ll know better than to come after it.”

He smirked the way Malfoy smirked, Ottery thought to himself. “Why can’t anything I’m ever doing ever be easy?” The dark haired boy asked.

“You’re both idiots,” Madison exclaimed and with a wave of her wand she had summoned a small tornado which started ripping through the floor tiles and flew with its debris dangerously towards the boys.

“Please,” Ottery replied stopping the wind with a flick of his wand and even replacing the broken tiles as good as new.

“Thank you,” Conrad said as he stunned Ottery and as he turned on Madison he found she wasn’t there but his feet were sinking into quicksand. “Impressive … for a first year.” He laughed as he flew into the air and the quicksand followed in the shape of a giant snake. “I take it back,” he said blasting the snake into countless bits of sand.

“I’m not here to impress anybody,” Madison’s bodiless voice echoed through the halls.

“Now dear, don’t be bitter. I have a proposal to make.” From out of the darkness a stunning spell flew at him and he deflected it with his wand sending it crashing against the wall where it left a large gaping hole.

“If that proposal involves me leaving you on your feet and letting you walk out of here with the painting then you’re nuts.” Madison’s voice echoed again in response. “Otherwise, I’m listening.”

“I propose we both turn on Ottery and kill him. Then we can fight each other for the painting. Last wizard standing.” His form flew down to the museum floor where he hid behind a column.

“Marquis of Queensbury rules?” she asked from everywhere at once.

“Deal?” Conrad asked.

Madison stepped out of the shadows. The blue haired boy smiled and bowed but his eyes never left her nor did his wand leave his hand, and Madison curtsied again not letting Conrad or his wand out of her sight. “It’s a deal,” they said together.

“That’s nice you two, write me and let me know how the honeymoon went,” Ottery remarked from where he was standing in the gaping hole a large roll of canvas at his side. He threw them a raspberry as he ran laughing into the night and as Conrad and Madison made to follow after him they were stopped. Mud monsters started walking into the museum blocking his exit.

Ottery stepped into an Astin Martin and he turned to his driver and said, “Seriously, kids today. Think they know everything, who do they think invented the ol’ getaway?”

“Dunno boss,” the thug said and sped off.

Five miles down the road Ottery cursed, and it wasn’t a spell. He’d forgotten Neville and Colin back at the museum.

Meanwhile, back at the museum, Neville and Colin were tied up together smiling and talking in the dark about the beautiful exhibits around them.

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I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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-Your BBUUDDY!!!!
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:hello: Hey !!!! Great posts, i loved them,:loved:
Can't wait for more,
PAMS
Ally :)

"Meanwhile, back at the museum, Neville and Colin were tied up together smiling and talking in the dark about the beautiful exhibits around them."
Funny in a sad sort of way. At least they don't seem worried. All your posts are great! I missed out on so much, and I need to re-read everything to put some things together. Love your discription of Conrad Fate, and I need to know more about him. I'm on the edge of my seat with your stories, and can't wait to read more!

Can't stop an Otty Party cuz an Otty Party don't stop!
 

LOL Too cute. You are l♥ve. But seriously, another character???:rolleyes: If ya gotta go, might as well go epic, eh?

:lmao: :lol: :lmao:

omggg i lurrrvv it with a capital LURRRVV

My browser has officially crashed five times in the last 30 min. thank you facebook
 

“You’re obsessing over this stupid painting for nothing, Octavius,” his best mate warned him as the boy practiced his fencing.

KLING went the sound of rapiers slapping.

“I’m not obsessing over anything. The painting is important. I know it is. You-know-who had an interest in it and therefore …”

SHING.

“We have an interest in it. I understand that; the old fool had interests in a lot of things, but you never tell us what they are or why.” Adam hinted at his fellow Death Stalker‘s distaste with the whole enterprise.

GRING.

“All you need to know is that I want it because he wanted it or perhaps he once had it. It may contain powerful magic or it might be something more … important,” Octavius alluded, smirking, as if he knew something he didn’t want anyone else to know.

“You mean like a horcrux or something?” Octavius' friend threw out.

Octavius did not lose his cool; he pretended not to know what his friend was talking about and continued with the fight. The poor house elf he was battling was losing badly, because he had not the advantage of either size or position, being that he served his master and to beat him in a fight would have meant a flogging or worse.

No one could be trusted, Octavius thought, not even his best mate and how the devil had that little secret been leaked out? Or had it been leaked? Knowing a word and knowing the true definition of the word were entirely different things.

SHING. The house elf’s sword went flying in the air and Octavius kicked the poor creature in the chest knocking him down, then put his foot at his throat and the point of the rapier at his heart.

“Horux? What are you talking about?” Octavius feigned ignorance as he turned to eye his friend.

“Horus, the Egyptian god,” the boy feigned as well.

If Octavius was going to play the fool he would play an even bigger one. Still, Adam knew now that his friend Octavius would be more cautious now for his slip.

:drool: :pirate2: :kitty: ♥ <_< :glomp: :read:

‘Life was funny’ so the saying went that Ottery constantly threw at them. What wasn’t funny was Seamus and Dean standing in the Cairo safe house and finding it completely abandoned. No traces of anything except paper and scorched spell marks all over the walls as if a battle had taken place there.

“This can’t be good, mate,” Seamus said.

“Tell me about it,” Dean added.

“Cluck, Pa Kaaaaaaaaw!” Clucky, the plucky hen said.

“Seriously Seamus, did we have to … ?” Dean asked sighing. He didn’t finish the sentence watching his friend dropping some feed on the ground for Clucky. Dean had drawn the line at Lenin the pig. He was not going to bring the whole animal farm.

<_< :glomp: :read: :drool: :pirate2: :kitty: ♥:kitty: :pirate2: :drool: :read: :glomp: <_<

Of course you are missed when you're not here Xavier, :glomp:

Ally, I'm glad you liked them ... here's some suspense for you :mwaha: and I'll be back with even more suspense later or some romance ... I haven't decided yet.

Connie <_< it's not supposed to be sad ... it's supposed to be funny :cry:

Kellybear :poke: everything I do is epic ... :P My baby is epic.

dangrlforever I love your siggy and strawberry ice cream is love ♥ as cold as it is, I could go for some now *sighs* I'm glad you lurved it. :glomp: More laterz promise.

REQUEST: Could someone PLEASE go vote on Human Nature ... I don't care if you read it, get a friend to vote pay your little brother to get an account just so he can vote. IDC. It's just that it's been at 19 votes since forever and it's bugging the carp out of me. Please, please, please? I hate to think I couldn't even break 20 :cry: I know, I'm sad ... but it really bothers me ... :banghead:

Hi Ottery!!!! OMG, I'm actually so many posts behind!!! Doesn't matter as long as it doesn't affect your writing!!! Great posts, as usual!!! And I'm sorry I can't vote on Human Nature, I already did two months back!!! I really am, but worry not cuz I'm gonna get my BFF to vote!!
PAMS WHEN YOU CANS!!!!
Love,
Tina.

O.K. so I went back and voted on Human Nature. :woot: I just found out the other day about the voteing on threads deal when I read your one_shot. :head: (gave you full stars cause it's brilliant and beautiful) and I've given you full stars on this story also, I'm proud to say, because you've earned them.:banaboogie: This post was great as usual, and threw me a curve when you casually slipped in the House Elfe was the fencing partner. :pfd: Please don't run him through.:no: I quite agree with Hermione's preaching on S.P.E.W. annoying as she was with it, she was right.^_^

The guy in the chair really is ... dun dun dun ... Chuck NORRIS OMG!!!!!!!!!!!1111111
 

Now, you may be asking yourself who it was sitting behind the chair if it wasn’t actually Ottery. What other powerful presence could have called together such an interesting medley of characters like Freddie St. Valentine, Draco Malfoy, Giovanni, his cat Prince and Teddy D. Bear? Well, I’m not saying just yet, but here’s more story so hold on to your seats please it’s going to be a bumpy ride. :lol:

"Well, we make a fine pair of :peach: es don't we?" Conrad said good naturedly.

Madison for her part was brushing off the mud from her cloak. She had not hesitated in exploding the mud monsters but it made a very large mess. She remained quiet, took a deep breath and turned around, wand in hand, ready to blast the stranger and find out who he was, what the devil he wanted and why had he interfered?

Conrad's wand was inches from her left eye.

"I was the quickest spell caster at Durmstrang when I ..." he landed on his bum across the room before he could finish his sentence.

"You talk too much, just like all you boys do."

"So I take it we're not friends anymore?" Conrad remarked, getting to his feet and swatting her next spell out of the way.

"I'm getting that painting back."

"Funny, so am I." Conrad smiled wickedly.

This so infuriated Madison that she blasted the ceiling over him and let it come crashing down over him. Through the dust all she could hear was his laughter and she ran out of the museum as the sound of muggle sirens approached. Their constabulary would soon be there and find the painting missing and the mess. She sighed. Madison wanted very much to call Freddie but his association with Ottery complicated things.

Her cloak fluttered in the wind as she ran towards the parked carriage next to the museum. The thestrals would fly her out of the city towards the zeppelin and she could spend the night there, because she didn't fancy going back home to her father and that awful woman.

♥

Not much but ... we're going on, no? :lol: Thank you all for your sweetness.

You don't have to ask your friend Tina, Connie already voted for me. I know I'm silly but seeing that number 19 everyday when I check in for comments or when I'm going to upload a new post ... it got old and sad in a way. :cry: I'm silly like that I guess. Don't worry about catching up Tina, I know how busy we all are ... read when you can love, I'd rather you post to your story more anyways, I like it that much. :yes:

Connie, thank you for voting. You're my 20th vote :lol: I really really hated that number 19 so thank you soooooooooooo much. Feel free to use my I voted on Ottery's fic avvies :lol: if you go to user cp on the blue bar where the log out thing is you can change your avatar, add a siggy, send PMS and all that stuff I don't know if you know that. If you copy an avvy to your computer you can load it up from there :yes: I mean if you wanted too. Neways, you wanted to PM me about something somewhere ... I forgot where you mentioned it so ... feel free to PM any time. I'm busy all the time :lol: but never too busy for my friends. :yes: So go ahead an PM about whatever it was ... :lol: ;) and thank you again you're too sweet.

I can't believe tomorrow has been today for two hours and yesterday seems like a long time ago. I need to go to bed, but I wanted to post quickly. Forgive me for not useing the cute, fun, little thingies that I learned to clutter up my posts with, but it takes me to long to put them in, sooooo... just a plain post this time. I've tried and tried to figure out the authority in the chair that called the meeting, and I've got nothing, maybe a character we haven't met, maybe Snape, or the boy that was switched out secretly with his dyeing mother so he didn't have to be in Askaban, something something Jr. Barty Crouch Jr. thats it. I'll go sleep on it and maybe oh well good night and great post.

Chuck Norris approves of this post...
 

You're too cute Connie but, I'm not telling you who it is just yet, maybe ... I dunno, I'm writing these off the top of my head, please pardon the really bad grammar.

:pirate2: ♥:pirate:

"What the devil do you mean I can't ... the Cairo office is gone. Teddy's gone missing, and you can't tell me what's going on in London? Tiffany we've got problems." Ottery exclaimed at the face in the fire.

"The garbage pick up is also saying you're delinquent but ..."

"We have a bloody secret headquarters under the Eiffel Tower. How is the garbage pick up delinquent? We don't have garbage pick up!" Ottery cried out.

"I'm just telling you what all is going on, Otts. I'm not the one who created the problems," Tiffany replied. "Maybe if you came into the office to check on things a little more often instead of going all over the world doing all sorts of crazy shenanigans."

"Oh, so now you're my boss."

"Don't be cross Otty, I'm on your side."

"You're also the one who takes care of all my ... well everything."

"I was on holiday for two weeks remember, you were supposed to take over for me or get someone else?"

"That was last week?"

"The last two weeks, doll," Tiffany replied. "I'll see what I can do about the garbage but ..."

"That still doesn't explain who the devil is stealing MY operatives! Where the devil are Teddy and Freddie and everyone? Call in Ron and Harry, this is important. Get me Dumbledore and get Fudge on the line."

"I'll see what I can find out ,Ottery, but all signs point to ... one of your old friends."

The fire in the furnace went out. Ottery paced up and down the room of the castle. He took his wand and started blasting things. He screamed and cried and found himself sitting in the middle of the room laughing and opted to go into the kitchen for a bowl full of ice cream.

♥

Conrad Fate was not one given to failure. He did not accept the existence of any such thing because quite simply the only people who failed were those who weren't trying hard enough. Failure was for losers. So the bitter taste of his present setback left him annoyed.

"I can't believe that oafish buffoon beat Madison and me. At least if the girl had gotten away with it, I could understand. She's a world famous cat thief but that idiot? Ottery St. Catchpole can't find his socks in the morning which is why they never match."

"You're taking it quite well," the cat replied, as they walked down the Paris street.

"Yes, well ..." The boy took a box out of his pants, opened it, and took out a pocky stick. "I need chocolate, don't judge me." He slammed the tin box shut and shoved it back in his pocket.

"I'm not judging anything, I'm just wondering what the devil you and ... your associate are plotting."

"Everyone's interested in these Death Stalker kids running around taking revenge on Death Eaters. Just a bunch of punks who are going to get strung up by their knickers. I want the painting."

"Yes, but why? What's so important about the thing that makes everyone want it?" Prince asked the boy.

"You want the honest truth?" Here Conrad smirked. :evil:

"I wouldn't be averse to it but feel free to embellish if it makes you happy. Just remember, you can't lie to a cat. We always know."

"Old wives' tale."

Here Prince only smiled in reply.

"It might be a horcrux. Whose horcrux, it isn't possible to know but ... there's a fair few dark wizards who might have taken that road to a long life. Grindelwald, Voldemort, Dumbledore ..."

"Dumbledore isn't a dark wizard," Prince corrected.

"It just depends on how you look at it, doesn't it?"

"Or who's doing the looking, no?" Prince meowed as some muggles passed by and Conrad fought the urge to spell the cat. Prince was too smart for his own good and Conrad didn't trust him anymore than he trusted his associate. It would be a very short matter of time before Ottery got wind of the mess in his house and he'd have to go fix it. All of which was well and good but Conrad had to get his hands on that painting first otherwise he would have to get involved with Ottery's mess and that would mean interfering with his associate's plans.

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:kitty:

ohhhhhh!!! ur making me come back with the LURVVV train toot toot ^_^ u r such an amazing writer keep em comin and comin and comin

"I'll see what I can find out ,Ottery, but all signs point to ... one of your old friends."
A friend, thinking back to old friends of Otterys' Ummm Luke, whats he up to lately? Any ideas of betrayal? Ummm Adam, is he already in this one? Can't remember. Would he betray Ottery? I think he did once in one of their adventures, but not sure. I hope its not Tiffany! Would she betray him? Late again, must get sleep. Catch ya later on your next great post.

I'm trying to put the pieces together ... cross your fingers and hope they fit. LOL
 

dangrlforever :music: People all over the world now join hands start a love train love train :music: I love that song ... :lol: Thank you for reading dangrlforever I'm gonna be posting up a storm if I can ... :lol: it's storming here so ... that explains the metaphors. Here's some more ... wish me luck, my Beta's asleep.

Connie I almost missed replying to you Connie cuz ya snuck in while I was writing this post. :lol: Go to sleep luv and sleep with the angels :sleepy: tomorrow you will have this post waiting ... :mwaha: I hope you like it. Adam, nope. Luke hehehehe haven't used him in a long time ... :whistle: nope. Tiffany was on holiday remember. So nope. :lol: Have you read my Unauthorized Autobiography? :lol: Maybe there's a clue there, but I don't think so ... :lol: still you shall know soon enough. :shifty: Maybe.

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Laura was in London now. She got off at the airport not because she had taken a plane but because it was what was expected and she wanted to mingle in with the muggles. Her father's invisibility cloak had helped to keep her both dry and invisible. Now she stood around looking at all the different people from all over the world popping in and out and going through London on their way everywhere it seemed and she didn't know where to begin.

Just exactly how was she going to find Giovanni. She needed to find him if she was going to tell him how much she loved him.

"Hello there luv, lost?" a boy asked. Laura stared at him and thought he had the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen, they matched his hair.

♥

"Ottery," the girl exclaimed following after him with a clipboard markers, which she was using on the clipboard and a cell phone she hardly ever closed.

"Not now Tiffany, I'm thinking." The boy exclaimed as he paced around the camel trying to figure out how to mount it.

"Ottery, don't be stupid ..."

"I'm going to buy us camels, Tiffany and that's the end of that. A jinx here and a spell there and we'll have them doing a couple hundred miles an hour across the desert in no time." The boy smiled at the trader who glared at him with an expression that seemed to say, 'a fool and his money are soon parted'.

"Ottery!" Tiffany screamed.

"What?!!!!" The boy yelled back.

"I already got us a magic carpet," she explained and the boy blushed and turned away from the used camel salesman whose expression now seemed to be, 'dang woman, you've foiled me'.

"Yeah, well ... do you know how to drive one of these things?" Ottery asked as Tiffany sat him down on it and sat in front 'taking the wheel'.

"Where to boss?"

"We'll do the pyramids first then the sphinx ... with any luck they're still hanging around here somewhere."

"Ottery, if you were in Paris when I called you, why didn't you just hop over to London and confront whoever's posing as you and stealing your operatives?"

"What? And make this any less exciting? I don't think so, wait 'till you see what I've got planned."

"If you're talking about the Lover's Day Ball, I've already sent the invitations."

"There's no keeping any secrets from you is there Tiffany?" the boy held on tightly to the edges of the carpet as she banked hard to the left.

"No, there isn't," she winked in reply.

♥

Ginny and Luna were in the back yard chasing chickens and gnomes practicing what they affectionately referred to as their 'muggle techniques' when the owls arrived. Two separate owls carrying large pink envelopes with wax seals trailing long pink ribbons. They opened them with some trepidation but they smiled and giggled and laughed at the invitation. It was for a week from that day in the city of Paris, a Lover's Day Ball and the envelopes contained tickets for the magic train from London to Paris on the Magic Express, as well as tickets to the ball and directions to the castle outside the city where they would be staying.

"Mum will never let me go. At least not unchaperoned," Ginny remarked suddenly realizing her biggest obstacle.

"It's a costume ball." Luna remarked. "I'm sure father would let me go, but not by myself he wouldn't."

"I wonder if ..."

"Ginny, dear." Came Mrs. Weasley's voice from inside the house. "Come in dear, come in."

Luna and Ginny rushed into the Burrow to find a long white box sitting on the table. They both crowded around it, as Mrs. Weasley pushed it over to Ginny.

"I reckon it's from Ottery. He sent me a letter about the Ball he's hosting in Paris. Wants your father and me to come along, as well as Ron and you."

"Does that mean ...?"

"Well with Harry coming dear, we'll all have to go, won't we?"

"Then I can go, then?" she asked smiling at Luna.

"I suppose so, we can't go until the night of the ball. I can't just leave things here unattended. But Ron and you can go early. Harry, your father and I will come afterwards."

Ginny couldn't help smiling at her brilliant luck. A whole week in Paris alone and unchaperoned. Ron didn't really count he'd be busy with Ottery and they'd probably be doing stupid boy things like making the dog fly or playing quidditch in their underwear while singing bawdy songs and trying to hide from the muggle police.

"Well, aren't you going to open it?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "It's probably your costume for the ball."

Ginny undid the long white ribbon on the box and lifted the lid. She pulled back the pink paper and gasped at what she saw inside the box. It was breathtaking.

Luna grinned.

From upstairs could be heard Ron moaning about not wanting to wear anything so frilly and shiny, how much like a girl he'd look and other such nonsense. Ginny couldn't hear it, Luna didn't know what to make of it, and Mrs. Weasley told him to shut up and wear it, they were invited to Paris.

♥

AN:I've held off as long as I can ... :lol: Next up, I'm sure, is the big reveal. Maybe :shifty: I don't know ... I'm writing this on the fly ;) Thank you all for still reading, for voting on Human Nature, for being cool and for sticking with my seriously weird story. The romance is coming and so is the comedy ... I hope. Giant gorrillas and high speed chases as well, one hopes 2.

:coffee: Hate the taste, but love the smell. (I fix it for Steve, (hubby) everyday multiple times.) But I might have to make myself drink some to stay awake. Yeah, honestly, I forgot Tiffeny was away for two wks. And yes, I have read your un...bio... thread. Loved it by the way. It is the first thing I read of your work when I started reading Human Nature so I could get a handle on your style.^_^ : I've read lots after that too.:yes: You do have lots to read, and I love to read. Anyway,( maybe I better get that coffee, the keys are moveing around on me. :blink: ) I actually meant to guess David and wrote Adam instead. :head: Oh well, the answer is comming soon you say, so I'll wait for it. Hope you have a super day, and I'll catch ya later.:D

*is so very evil*
 

:coffee: is ♥. I just wish it loved me in return :erm: *sighs*

You need to try Loves Whimsical Melancholy aka Love Is The Music My Heart Dances To, quite possible the best title for a story ever written:yes: it is also affectionately referred to by Ottery as his magnum opus, his best story ever. THAT will give you a good idea of his true style.
Ottery has that same problem alla time :evil:

Actually, I'm starting to wonder if he knows who it is, yet. ;)

*has plans to kidnap Teddy and torture the truth out of him* And yes, I'm going to bring the :choc: :mwaha: Starry Night, comin' right up! :mwaha:

"You need to try Loves Whimsical Melancholy aka Love Is The Music My Heart Dances To, quite possible the best title for a story ever written it is also affectionately referred to by Ottery as his magnum opus, his best story ever. THAT will give you a good idea of his true style."
Thanks I will. Actually, I checked my to read list, and that was the next one on there. Took a sneak peak, and it reads so different! I already am way interrested in it, and only read the first page. And you know what? That St. Valentine guy looks suspicious. Maybe he's the old friend. That's just what popped into my head. Anyway, Steve's off tonight and its past bedtime. I love starry nights, with or without chocolate. Good-night, and catch ya later.

:banaboogie: :glomp: :pea:

This post is brought to you by my next update ... which is coming right now ... LOL
 

:music: *sings Beautiful World by Utada Hikaru for his readers* I'd post lyrics but ... only the words "It's only love" and "Beautiful World" are in English :lol: and besides I'd probably mispell the romanizations of all the Japanese ... XP

:music: Beautiful world :music:

:kitty: :wizard: :drool: :pirate2: :mwaha: :read: :loved: :glomp: <_< :ron:

The big reveal ... OMG! Of course you never saw it coming ...
 

Love's Whimsical Melancholy IS the greatest thing I ever wrote not counting Candy Shoppe which will never leave my side or see print EVER! so don't hold your breaths ... well, you could dig up my corpse after I die, because I'm going to be buried with the only written copy of it. <_< But that would seriously be morbid and not fanboyish at all :lol:

:wizard: :drool: :wizard:

:kitty:

"Why would any of us want to do anything you ask of us?" Freddie asked the boy in the chair angrily. The boy just laughed.

"I don't know, he convinced me," Giovanni replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"You're not helping things," Freddie shot back at his friend. Then turned his eyes back to the boy in the chair, his wand still in his hand.

"I'd just like to know what your scheme is and how this might be profitable for anyone?" Draco Malfoy added. He glared at his fellow Slytherin. His face did not betray the shock that had been so apparent in Freddie's face.

"Oh, there's going to be money involved, loads of it, if he knows what's good for him," Teddy answered Malfoy. He cracked his knuckles for emphasis.

"There's profit to be had in everything if it's done right," the black boy answered cheekily. "Oh Draco, you're so adorable trying to tax your mind. Don't hurt yourself. Leave the thinking to the big boys," Blaise Zabini replied. He laughed again.

"Did Ottery leave you in charge?" Freddie asked. "If you're using his office and his friends without permission ..."

"Yes, Freddie, we're all perfectly aware of how dangerous an angry otter is. Moving on ... idle threats, and deposed leaders aside. I have a plan that is mutually beneficial to all parties involved."

"And that would be?" Draco and Teddy asked. They looked at each other and smiled wickedly to one another.

"Patience children. Patience. First of all I need to know that you will all work with me to see this come to fruition. I won't let you know unless you're going to be a party to it, and that means ..."

"I'm not taking an unbreakable vow with you, Blaise," Draco remarked.

"You will if I make you," Teddy replied.

"All of your skills are necessary to this endeavor otherwise I wouldn't have chosen you lot to help me. Either you're in or this caper isn't happening." Blaise played with a pen on Ottery's desk. "You all have skills that are ... unique and necessary to this assignment."

"Caper?" Freddie asked.

"Well, you didn't think it was going to be something like cross stitch did you?" Giovanni answered.

"You're not helping Gio," Freddie replied.

"I know. Just go along. I'm sure Ottery would approve." Giovanni told his friend, then plopped down in one of the office's fluffy chairs.

"Where is that fool anyways?" Draco asked.

"Under a large pile of rubble if we're lucky," Blaise remarked under his breath.

"I'm all for a caper," Giovanni remarked smiling with all of the enthusiasm of youth. Still, Freddie couldn't help thinking that something was horribly wrong. Ottery always asked Teddy or Tiffany to run things in his absence and yet here was Zabini running the show. And what the devil was wrong with Teddy, just following along? Something did not smell right.

"I'm game," Malfoy replied. "If Teddy puts his wand away."

Teddy smacked Malfoy over the head with his wand and put it away, taking out a cigar and walking over to stand next to Blaise. "I'm game."

"Prince and I already said we'd play," Giovanni remarked. "If you get us that book on summoning dragons."

"I"ll do you one better and get you the book and an egg," Blaise replied, then turned his attention to the lone dissident. "Well, sir, what would you do? Will you lend us use of your lupine qualities for our little heist?"

"Heist? Oh this just gets better and better doesn't it?"

Blaise merely smiled wickedly.

♥

"Which one of you boobies stepped on the booby trap?" Tiffany exclaimed.

Ottery pointed at Seamus who pointed at Dean who was pointing at Clucky who was pointing at Ottery who happened also to be pointing at Tiffany.

"Boys are expendable," Tiffany replied, to which Clucky laughed.

They were standing inside a chamber in one of the pyramids having found each other. Seamus and Dean had explained about the bogus letter and Ottery had explained to them how his friends had been hijacked and how they'd hijacked his plans and Teddy was missing and the dang garbage people had the audacity to charge for garbage pickup when there hadn't been any. It was during this quaint reunion that someone had stepped on a wrong step and set off a trap, causing all the doors to close on them locking them in the chamber. As if that were not enough ...

"Mummies, seriously," Ottery remarked taking his wand and casting a sleep spell. The spell bounced off and did nothing. "Oh, yeah." He cast a fire spell and the flames engulfed the creature. "Kind of hard to scare people when you're not fire retardant isn't it?"

"Not working mate," Dean remarked, as the fire surrounding the mummy died down.

"Ottery," Tiffany screamed as one of the mummies tried to get fresh with her. She elbowed the monster in the face, causing his jaw to fall on the floor. "Oh, you don't pay me enough ..."

"You figure a way to get us out of this and you'll get a raise and that Matisse you love so much."

"Throw in the Magritte and yo've got a deal," Tiffany replied.

"Get me out of here and I'll find a way to give you the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel." Ottery fired a spell after another while Seamus just started punching and Dean used one of the mummy's fallen arms as a bat. Clucky cheered the boys on but things looked dire.

♥

My apologies if this seems rushed. I'm trying to finish this story before next month because if you all don't know it's ... Nanowrimo! I entered last year and I got 20.000 words down. Pity they sucked and the story had no plot. This year however, I will do better. More words and a plot. LOL Just don't ask me what it will be. I haven't decided but it's going to be slice-of-life rather than fantasy.

I'm thinking of writing a sci-fi story about Jester and Niko (my boys) but it would be posted obviously elsewhere ... it would also be like Dumbledore & Grindelwald only totally PG so obviously not posted here. :lol: Now, onto replies.

Connie: I love coffee but only if it's highly over priced and mixed in with fruity flavors a la Starbucks. Kelly needs to take me to Oxford for over priced coffee. I'm glad you're reading my stuff Connie but I should warn you its of varying degrees of good and bad. I've written them over the years so ... you can see the evolution of my writing style. I have to admit though Love's Whimsical Melancholy is the greatest story I've ever written here again ignoring Candy Shoppe which is my most epic. I loved it so much, and it brought me through some bad times and I would work on it and beta'd it and I was happy and sad throughout it, and it's ... well a time capsule of a beautiful and better day. I may never write it's sequel or it's like again.

KellyBear: I love ♥ you. And I totally know who it is yet, I knew days ago ... it just has to come to me ... :P You cant force art. You can't torture Teddy and I love Starry Night ... :P

dangrlforever: :lol: :lmao: :rotfl: :mwaha: ;) :loved:

OtterySt.Catchpole: WTH?!!! are you doing here? Shouldn't you be posting this story?

:xd: Aw! You're cute too ^_^ :blush:

Teehee! I started to get that when the owl talked :P
:shifty: :mwaha:

:eek:

Taylor for Miss Personality.
Kanye for Most Talented.

:blush: Just my opinion :whistle:

:faint: Freddie has to die?? Noo! I'm torn between the 1st and 3rd...though I think I pick Angel winged Freddie. That way his death will be a surprise.

Oh coool! I've heard of it-well, Ern's entered and I read the rules after seeing her avatar-but I've never entered. It sounds too hard o_O But I'm sure you can do it :evil: Cause the Otter Rocks. In full. :lol:

In any case, I'm all caught up now and I'm on the edge of my seat. Literally, I'm leaning towards the monitor :P I LOVE IT! :lol:

Sing - by Travis - an inspiration :)
 

I had a very sweet responce to your responce to me about "Candy Shoppe", and even a super cool analogy with it, but, it disappeared somewhere in cyber space in posting. Hope it doesn't show up later and make me double post. Anyway, all I really wanted to say was that I'm sorry for the tough time you went through, and it's those times in our lives that help us through the times to come. It's good you have that story to hold onto, for your own personal inspiration, you can draw on it when you need it. I'll say it again, you're a beautiful person, and I'm thankful for your friendship. God Bless You!

It's only love ... ♥
 

"I hate the authorities," Freddie remarked burying his hands deeper into his jacket and walking down the street.

"Yes, pleasant creatures aren't they?" Prince the cat replied walking out from behind a statue.

"What are you doing here cat? Where's your boy?" Freddie asked looking over his shoulder at the ministry officials patrolling the street.

"My boy?" Prince started to laugh at that.

"Shut up cat, muggles aren't suppose to know you can talk. You're going to attract the attention of those ministry morons."

"Testy aren't you? Going somewhere interesting?"

Freddie did not say anything but noticed that the ministry wizards were following at a respectful distance. He sighed. Just what he needed another shakedown in the middle of the street. They probably knew he was a werewolf or if they didn't they'd find out soon enough and then things would get interesting. Father had told him not to leave the house for the big city. Still, Freddie had thought that he had been summoned by Ottery. He still didn't know what to make of the fact that it was Blaise running the show.

"Oh, crap!" he said suddenly seeing Teddy walking up to him.

"Well this out to be interesting. In broad daylight too," Prince said. "I think I'll pick a better vantage," and the cat climbed up the wall next to him to the top of the fence. "There, safer and a much better view."

"You traitorous little ..." Freddie started to curse Prince who sat there and licked himself in response.

Teddy grabbed Freddie's arm and smiled wickedly, "I got this covered."

Freddie turned around in time to see him throw his arms up and say, "Hey boys, what are you doing in this part of town? Don't you know it's dangerous to be out here alone?"

"Don't you have a rendezvous you've got to keep?" Prince remarked.

Freddie knew that it was a small window of opportunity, seeing Madison clandestinely. Blaise had made it clear that they were not to contact anyone of any interest outside of the group or there would be dire consequences. And Madison was an ace thief in her own right. How much more interesting could you get than that?

"Have some shoe you ..." Teddy was shoving his shoe into one of the auror's mouths while he wrestled the other one. Freddie sighed. Why didn't he just use his wand? Seriously, did every fight have to be physical or worse did he have to use dynamite to solve everything? :rolleyes:

"Oh heck," and Freddie turned around to help his mate. Teddy might be crazy and over the top but you didn't turn on your pals.

Elsewhere in the city the rain came falling down softly over the city coloring everything a drab grey and the cold chill made her grasp her cup with two hands to feel the warmth of it. But it didn't matter. Madison was smiling because in spite of her evil stepmother, her ignorant father, that idiot Conrad Fate who wouldn't stop calling her or sending her owls and presents, or that obnoxious Ottery who suddenly disappeared off the radar--making it very difficult for her to find the stupid painting--in spite of all of this Freddie had sent her an owl asking to meet him at this cafe. She didn't know what he wanted to talk about and didn't really care, the point was he had asked to see her and that meant everything.

"I love you Freddie St. Valentine," she whispered into her cup. "I don't care if all you want to do is talk. Just being with you is enough for me." She took a deep whiff of her strawberry tea and drank it down letting the warmth fill her body.

Life was good in spite of the pain.

A few blocks away there was a giant explosion in the middle of the street and a white cat was laughing.

:pirate2: ♥:pirate:

Obi-Wan K'Lari: Wait, what? The owl was talking? :lol: So you liked my revelation about Octavius, huh? :mwaha: Sadly, it's my only one after Blaise, this really isn't a suspenseful story :lol: it's more of a mishmash of comedy and tragedy and love ... :yes:

I didn't know you liked Kanye Lari, 'nuff said. *Stops bashing*

Well Freddie doesn't have to die but ... well ... I don't know ... :lol: maybe? What if I let him die just a little?

Nanowrimo is pretty cool Lari, but it is very difficult. Super hard. You have to keep motivating yourself no one else does and you don't win a prize or anything at the end of it :lol: sadly. But if you have 50.000 words down that's a novel so ... fix it up and you can sell it, yes? I got 20.000 last year and I had to bail out half way through the month. The story was seriously stupid and life just kinda got in the way. *sighs* But not this year, I hope. LOL We shall see. I was trying to make this fairy tale novel and ... well fairy tales lend themselves to short stories not complicated stories.

Don't lean too close love ... but I love how intense you are about reading my fic. :lol: :glomp:

Connie: Candy Shoppe is something very personal Connie, and close to my heart and full of boy loves and crazy ideas about politics and magic and all sorts of crazyness ... but it's very dear to me and only Kellybear's read any little bit of it. I'm suppose to be editing it because I've lost my way ... it's something like ten books by now and it follows all these different characters everywhere and ... hehehe you'll notice my vagueness I suppose :lol:

I'm glad you liked the Travis song it came on when I was reading your PM. I meant what I said. Anytime. I only let my friends PM me so ... feel free. I go through tough times all the time Connie ... :cry: it's a part of life ... :yes: that which does not kill us ... annoys the ... out of me and makes me fight harder.

But you didn't tell me what you thought of my story post? :cry: Now that's a hard time happening right there ... :lol:

I hope you like this new post.

Woo I caught up again!! At least on this one :D Sorry I fall behind! Life, school, husband, homework.. crushed toes!! All overwhleming:D

GREAT updates! I am loving them!! :D

Sorry Ottery; I hit the submit button just as I realized I hadn't said anything about your post. I actually did on the one that went into cyberspace, and I didn't post it again right then cause I didn't want to get in trouble for double posting. This is what is floating around who knows where. Good luck with that contest, I'm sure it's in you to be able to win!
"Did Ottery leave you in charge?" Freddie asked. "If you're using his office and his friends without permission ..."
He wouldn't leave that bozo in charge...would he? And I was also going to say I love the way Tiffanie handles the boys.
"Which one of you boobies stepped on the booby trap?" Tiffany exclaimed.
Ottery pointed at Seamus who pointed at Dean who was pointing at Clucky who was pointing at Ottery who happened also to be pointing at Tiffany.

"Boys are expendable," Tiffany replied, to which Clucky laughed.
And for this post;
"Still, Freddie had thought that he had been summoned by Ottery. He still didn't know what to make of the fact that it was Blaise running the show."
Loved your post(s)! Catch ya later on your next post. Must fix supper now.

Now if I could just tie it all together ...
 

Madison waited in anticipation ... watched the clock as the dials moved and still she waited. By the fifth cup she had waited enough. Madison was not one to sit and watch her life pass by as she let some boy play with her emotions. She stood up dropped a few notes on the table picked them up and exchanged them for muggle money and she pushed the chair back and walked out. She stood outside the door for a second, daring to look up and down both sides of the street in one last vain hope then put on her shades and started down the busy street.

She didn't like the taste of being stood up.

:kitty: ♥:blackcat:

"What the hel are you still doing here?" Teddy asked as he kept punching one of the guys.

"I think he's unconscious now, Teddy you can stop," Freddie replied, pulling his friends arm back and holding it.

"I know, I just wanted him to wake up with the mother of all headaches."

Freddie sat down on the sidewalk and Teddy joined him as they both tried to catch their breath. In a few moments the police would likely show up along with the Ministry's aurors seeing as they had set off an explosion earlier and there had been a few spells exchanged.

"C'mon kid," Teddy said, then looking around and seeing no one pulled the kid to a red call box nearby.

"Teddy what the ..." the brown haired boy didn't wait to hear his companion but just pushed the boy into the call box, followed after him, shut the door and after muttering a spell they were gone in seconds.

Still sitting on the fence, Prince smiled and watched as Ministry of Magic Aurors came to see what had happened to their mates. Soon after the police arrived and the memory charms and reparations began. Prince yawned bored and headed back to the office.

:kitty: ♥:blackcat:

*Flower*: I hope your toes are feeling better sweetie. :console: I know you've got a life, I do too ... sometimes *sighs* It's okay if you're not here like everyday ... sometimes you are sometimes you're not :lol: it's cool. Just don't be a stranger and pop in whenever you like :yes: let me know what you're up to. :glomp:

Connie: I was kidding earlier Connie but thank you for commenting on what you liked in my story. It's always helpful to a writer to know what people like or don't like in their stories. I love criticism as long as it's instructive and given with the best of intentions ... :yes: as yours is. :glomp: I love Tiffany too, :lol: she's there to keep Teddy and Otty from getting too far out of line ... and when they do get out of line, she's the one who puts them back :lol:

:music:plays Death March "She didn't like the taste of being stood up."
OOOOOh there is going to be soooooooooo much trouble now! :rip: I hope Freddie has time to make his reason for not showing up sound forgiveable enough.:val6: She'll probably think anything short of near death will be trite.
Hope to be reading more soon. Great short post. hee,hee.

Kelly's making cornbread YEAH!!!!!!!!!! & Sweet Potatoes!!!!!!!111111111 ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
 

Giovanni walked down the busy street through the crowd of people surveying the damage from a bakery explosion, completely unaware that it was not indeed a bakery exploding and that the two men taken to the hospital were indeed going to St. Mungo's along with a few curious muggles who had seen too much. Completely disinterested and really just looking for a place to get firecrackers for a prank, he came across Prince.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" he asked the cat.

"What? Aren't you afraid some muggle will see us talking and go bonkers or start calling the cops?"

"Me? What have I got to worry about? You're the talking cat. You're the one they'd sell to the circus, not me."

"Touche!"

"So, what ARE you doing here?" Giovanni asked again.

"Didn't they ever tell you that curiosity is an annoying trait in people?"

"But it can't get me killed," the boy countered.

"On the contrary, it quite possibly can. But not by me and besides I like you. You get me those kitty treats I like so much."

"They're Scooby Snacks and they're actually dog treats but whatever."

"They taste sooooooooo good, that's all that matters," Prince said rolling on the ground purring.

Giovanni bent over and picked up the cat. "C'mon let's take this on the road. This story isn't moving along fast enough."

"I love Velma and Daphne," Prince said.

"So, anyways. The big boss sent me out to get some things but I just want some firecrackers. Crazy things, firecrackers. If you mix them with nitrous oxide you get ..." before he could finish, a shadowy figure jumped out of the bushes and knocked him to the ground. "Get off me!" he yelled. He couldn't break free because his arms were pinned to his sides. Prince had managed to jump aside to safety and cowered under a bush.

"Shaggy's funny but Scooby's always been funnier," he continued then started laughing as he remembered an old joke.

:kitty: ♥ :blackcat:


"Seriously, my pants?" Ottery exclaimed.

"I needed to transform something and they were the only thing around," Tiffany shouted back.

"Seriously! Seriously! Nobody else here wears pants?" Ottery yelled. "You can kiss your Manet goodbye."

"It was a Matisse you ... boy you." Tiffany threw back.

"Honestly mate, that was a fair bit of magic, that." Dean said coming to Tiffany's defense.

"She did save our lives, she did, Otts," the sandy haired boy added, patting Ottery on the shoulder. "It was your pants or us, mate. I'm just glad it was your pants."

"Could someone at least conjure me up a barrel with straps or something?" Ottery asked.

Clucky walked out of the pyramid last, trailing a bit of mummy wrapping. Ottery shivered, Tiffany laughed, Dean rolled his eyes, and Seamus explained, "She wants a bit of a souvenir. This being her first big adventure and all."

"This is insane," Dean said. "Who'd stick us in a tomb with mummies and what are you lot doing here anyways, Otts? Did you come to get us for an assignment?"

"Actually yes, we did." Ottery replied. "Some cretins hijacked my headquarters and they're using my friends and operatives like Teddy uses dynamite."

"He means indiscriminately," Tiffany interjected.

Clucky clucked. "Paaaakaaaaaaawk?"

"What? I can talk to cats but ... I'm not fluent in chicken. Where's Dr. Doolittle when you need him?" Ottery pronounced.

"What she said was, what are you wanting to do about it, mate?" Seamus interrupted.

"Do about it? Do about it? Sweetie, I'm doing it right now." Ottery replied. Everyone stared at him, waiting for him to finish but seeing that he had finished, Tiffany explained.

"Ottery's hosting the first ever Chocolate Paris Lover's Day Ball," she replied. "Don't ask me what that's supposed to do to help our situation but it's supposed to."

"It will. You see, I've invited everyone who's anyone to be there. Once I get all my players on the board, I'll strike."

"With bubbly, I'm sure," Tiffany replied.

"With more than that, love, with more than that," Ottery replied, laughing. :mwaha:

"And how exactly do you plan to get everyone there?" Dean asked.

"With this!" Ottery exclaimed and pointed to his satchel.

"A bag of Scooby Snacks?" Dean asked.

"No, those are for Prince, he asked me to get him some if I was in Egypt." Then he pulled out a long cylinder and smirked. It contained within it the object so many people sought.

:kitty: ♥ :blackcat:


AN: By now you're wondering how this crazy mess will all come together aren't you? :lol: Well, funny. So am I. :mwaha:

Connie: As for what Freddie will be doing Connie DUN DUN DUUUUUUN we shall see, won't we? We shall see. :mwaha: I just like that smilie :mwaha: :mwaha: :eek: :mwaha: see the :eek: is for shock value :lol: ;) I love sweet potatoes.

White or yellow corn bread?
 

Funny, funny, funny! :woot: I couldn't pick out anything to highlight (or quote in my case. I'll figure out how you guy's highlight one of these times. :blink: Then won't you be so proud of me? I know I will be.):lol: cause everything was so funny. I laughed my fool head off. I'm glad the kids are in bed, and Steve is at work, cause they would have thought I lost my mind.:xd: :woot: Actually, I like it best when Steve is home, but you understand what I'm saying. I so look forward to your posts. They're always great. I'm never disappointed, cause you make me feel what I'm reading, whether it be; happy, sad, serious, or fun. Love it!!!!!
Yes, we'll see about Teddy. I'll be surprised if he hasn't been thinking up something terribly clever and sweet.;) Glad you enjoyed your corn bread and sweet potatoes. Catch ya later.:hello:

YAY!! Look I am here!! Great Updates Otty! I liked the line, "She didn't like the taste of being stood up!! That was great!!

Yes my toes are doing better! I can actually sort of walk on them now.. ish :P And things are going well!! I am putting off a psych paper that I have to finish writing, but other than that.. I am well!!

Keep up with the updates!!!
Love you!

And with that, I am all caught up!
 

Whew!

OK, so lovin' the chicken, but the pace is a little...breakneck. And I am still not seeing the M/F love! So far, just a lot of my girl getting angry, and that can't be healthy for anyone.

It's chilly, or I'd write more, like how I'm wondering what's going on at the Burrow, how funny it is that Mrs. Weasley thinks Harry and Ron are with ottery but they have yet to appear in this story, and most important, what are Ginny and Luna going to be wearing? I hope they all look stunning!

Breakneck speed, she says ... baby you ain't seen nothin' yet!
 

Adam paced the ground of his father's mansion under the moonlight. Octavius was getting out of control. In the past week they had hunted down and killed three suspected Death Eaters and in doing so they'd lost one of their own. Lexie had gotten caught and for fear of being discovered Octavius had blasted her with a memory charm erasing her memories for the last five years. Adam had thought it a bit cruel. She would not have spoken, he was sure of it. No one had ever been more loyal than Lexie. Still, no one went against Octavius Black. But the boy was growing increasingly reckless and he had made it readily apparent that he did not value them any more than he did the Death Eaters he was killing.

He walked through the gardens and watched the stars in the sky. Adam was not a religious person but he was given to believing and practicing some tenets of different religions and now all he could think to do was question the universe for an answer. Octavius was clearly mad crazed with desires of revenge. Adam had only joined because all of his friends had decided to follow along, they'd thought it would all be harmless fun but people were dead and now Lexie was captured. Things had progressed too far. And now Octavius wanted to go after Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy. The boy was mad. One was an important Hogwarts Professor and the other a pillar of the wizarding community. You did not just strike out against people in power. Not without expecting some repercussions.

Besides which this whole Chocolate Paris Lover's Day Ball seemed a bit too, convenient. Professor Snape and Lucius Malfoy and his family would be in attendance? The rumor was going around that Sirius Black would make an appearance as well. However, there was still a lot of rumor about what part he had played in the death of Peter Pettigrew and whether he was truly a Death Eater or not.

Adam sighed. Life was too complicated. It was just a game, it had all started as a game and now they were plotting assassinations at an important social event. He had to get out of this somehow. There had to be someone he could turn to, but to whom?

:wizard: ♥:wizard:

Ginny and Luna were sitting on the old creaky porch swing in the backyard that hung between the two willow trees overlooking the little lake at the burrow. They sat in silence watching the moon glistening over the water and the fireflies floating about.

"It's a beautiful night," Ginny said.

"I'm looking for snraggleluffs," Luna replied.

Ginny turned to her friend and smiled. Luna was wearing a pair of antennas on her head that glowed brightly every time a moth or a firefly flew near. Bathed in the light from the different creatures she looked resplendent and Ginny wondered that Draco was not smitten with her or that her friend did not have a lot of boys tripping over themselves trying to ask her out.

"I don't know about the dress Ottery sent me," Luna said by way of starting a conversation, sensing that perhaps Ginny wanted to talk. "I think I'm going to make some modifications to it."

"It's Vera Wang, Luna," Ginny said.

"Our dresses have names?" Luna asked. "I would have liked to have been able to pick the name of my dress. But I guess the person who made it should have the honor."

"No, Luna. The designer is Vera Wang. Haven't you read Witch Vogue? She's one of the best muggle designers."

"Oh," Luna said. "Designers of what?"

Ginny laughed at that and didn't think to pursue it. From inside the house Ginny could hear Ron complaining to mum about the dress robes she thought he should wear. Old ones that had been passed down from old Uncle Albert. Uncle Albert had a love of frilly things and perpetually believed that the present day was actually the middle of Victorian England.

:pirate2: ♥:pirate2:

Two tankards and four bottles of firewhiskey later, one of them smashed over Teddy's head, and Freddie was back out on the street and making his way to the cafe where he was supposed to meet Madison. It was late night and the place was closed. He stood outside cursing up a storm both at his foul luck and Teddy's idea of a good time.

As he was turning to leave though a white cloaked figure stood in front of him.

"Who are ..."

Before he could finish his sentence he was falling back stunned.

:kitty: ♥:kitty:

:music: And if you're thinking you want a stranger there's one coming home ...

First off I'd like to give out a thanks and a shout out to my friend Obi Wan K'Lari for her siggy. I'm seriously, seriously flattered, honored, floored, and all manner of blushing :loved: it was one of the sweetest things ever. I didn't ask her to do it but she did it out of the kindness of her own heart ... :cry: and that's sweetness you can't buy. Thank you Lari! :glomp:

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Connie: I'm glad you liked it ... but do you think it's breakneck enough *glares at Kellybear* :lol: I'll get you a neck brace dear hold on ... :xd:

But seriously, Thank you for staying with this story. I know it gets crazy and IT IS a romantic comedy but I guess it's been a bit light on the romance ... so ... I'll see what I can do. I was going to wait until the ball but ... *plots next post*

*Flower*: Hehehe I'm glad you liked that line Thea, I was wondering if y'all would think it was corny or something but ... well, she didn't like it and there's gonna be heck to pay before they can get their love off of the rocks :lol:

Psych ... :dizzy: yeah, no. :lol: I don't envy you having to write papers. I remember when I was in Uni I used to escape to fanfiction while I was supposed to be writing my school papers :lol: I miss those days but not the papers :lol:


KellyBear: So you want romance? *takes you in his arms dips you back* Jealous, am I? Yes, I suppose I am — even though I know you've been faithful to me all along. How do I know? Because I know Ashley Wilkes and his honorable breed. They're gentlemen! That's more than I can say for you or for me. We're not gentlemen, and we have no honor, have we? It's not that easy, Kellybear. You've turned me out while you chased Ashley Wilkes, while you dreamed of Ashley Wilkes. This is one night you're not turning me out. [suddenly, Ottery fiercely kisses her and then carries her protesting up a long flight of stairs to the bedroom, two steps at a time]. :blush: like that.

*swoons, fan a-flutterin'* Why, Ottery, you rogue!
 

Love, I didn't say, I wasn't getting enough romance. Perish the thought! My love is very romantic. :loved: I meant that Madison wasn't getting enough love. :r/hr: And let's face it, she needs some, poor thing.

OT: I couldn't find that little chocolatey treat from Loisiana that we discussed so I'm just gonna call around. I think that, and some truffles and fruit would make for a romantic meal for two, don't you? Perhaps as a picnic? Just sayin'...

:banghead: "He had to get out of this somehow. There had to be someone he could turn to, but to whom?":console: Yeah, good luck with that! Right? Hope he can though.:yes:
"Before he could finish his sentence he was falling back stunned."
Man! He just can't catch a break can he!?:pfd:
"but do you think it's breakneck enough"
:choochoo: Yeah, I'm hang'n on, and love'n every minute of it.:happy:
Can't wait for the Ball! Will Luna make her "modifications to her "dress"? Will we find out what Harry and Ron have been doing? Been wondering a bit.:ron2: Looking forward to your next post, but, I know that contest means alot to you, so, I can wait if you need to spend more time on it, than this, and Human Nature. I'm sure we want you to be able to do your best with it. Catch ya later.:hello:

Let's get this party started ...
 

Freddie groaned as he felt a kick at his side. The effects of the stunning spell were wearing off and he was beginning to feel the pains from the beating he had obviously taken while sleeping. Through groggy eyes that seemed to be looking through frosted glass he caught sight of the stranger in the white cloak and seeing the next kick coming caught the boot and twisted it. The stranger came crashing down next to him at his level. In an instant he had sat up and had his arm thrown back about to strike when the hood fell back and revealed Madison.

"Maddy what the devil do you think you're doing?" Freddie asked.

He got a slap in the face for his pains. He caught her hand though as she came to strike again.

"Seriously, woman, stop!" He exclaimed. :P "That hurts!"

"Not as much as it will when I break your lying jaw, you piece of ..."

Freddie didn't know what possessed him at that moment but he well knew, at least his father had told him once, the best way to shut up a woman was to kiss her. So he did just that. Madison tried to bite his lips but even though she struggled she gave in to his tender entreaties. She fell back on the ground and he lay over her kissing her and enjoying it immensely.
Madison for her part was amazed that Freddie was such a great kisser, for such a shy boy.

His lips parted from hers as he caught his breath. Smiling at her he expected her to smile in return but instead she headbutted him and sent him crashing back onto the ground.

"First of all, don't you ever kiss me without permission!" She shouted.

"Dow. Thithter id'll be a long while before I dry to kiss you again," he complained through a throbbing nosebleed.

"You're an idiot, Freddie Valentine!"

"If you'd just let me explain," he said, but before he could finish she was talking again.

"Secondly, who do you think you are standing me up? Me? As if I don't have more important things to be doing with my time than waiting on you to ..."

"Madison, please. I ... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Teddy got me into this fight and ... well afterwards we went to a pub and ..."

"Isn't it usually you went to the pub first and got into the fight afterwards? Maybe you need to work on your story Freddie."

"Maybe you need to stop talking and start listening!" he exclaimed. :P

It was an odd sight. The boy sitting on the floor bleeding all over his face, the girl standing around in a white cloak yelling at him in the middle of an empty street at night. Any passerby might have taken them for a couple of overexcited adolescents who had been out on the town too long and needed to get to bed. But in truth they were simply a couple of love sick kids.

Madison with her arms crossed, her back turned to him and her wand out and ready to blast him again stood quietly listening as he explained everything. Fighting her urge to drown him in Veritaserum she turned to look at him and as his story progressed she sat next to him and listened more intently so that by the end of his sad little tale she was dressing his wound and cleaning his face.

"I finally got so tired of him and everyone knows that Teddy can't be drunk under the table by anyone ..."

Madison interjected, "Ottery says he drinks petrol sometimes."

"Exactly. So I took a bottle of firewhiskey and smashed it over his head instead. And I came running here to see if I could still catch you. I didn't realize it was so late until ..."

Freddie didn't get to finish his sentence because just then he was stunned again. Only this time it was by Madison's kiss. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately. Though all his ribs hurt and he would have liked to have gone to an infirmary just then to make sure he had no internal bleeding, Freddie didn't mind the pain because Madison's kiss was working as a pain reliever.

"Oh, Freddie you poor sweet boy," she said, kissing him and playing with his hair. "If I had only known. Where do you hurt baby?"

"Right now? Everywhere," he replied with a dazed expression on his face. :dizzy:

:kitty: ♥:kitty:

Meanwhile back in Ireland

Reginald paced up and down the front of her house. The others gave him funny looks but he ignored them. He didn't want to talk to them, he didn't want to go for walks in the early mornings with them and he didn't feel like looking for worms either no matter the time of day. All Reginald could do was pace in front of her house and wait. He kept thinking of that song from his favorite musical, My Fair Lady, and he started singing.

:music:Are there lilac trees in the heart of town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour Out of ev'ry door?
No, it's just on the street where you live!
And oh! The towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near.
The overpowering feeling
That any second you may suddenly appear!
People stop and stare. They don't bother me.
For there's no where else on earth that I would rather be.
Let the time go by, I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live. :music:

The other chickens might laugh, but Reginald Rooster would wait. He would wait forever if he had too, for his plucky love ♥ Clucky. He knew she was out there somewhere likely romancing that sandy haired fool Seamus, but he didn't care. Once she got her fill of adventure she would come home to his loving wings and together they would settle down and start a nest of their own. Who knew maybe Lenin the pig or Money in your pocket could be the best man at the wedding.

:kitty: ♥:kitty:

When last we left our intrepid hero Giovanni he was *ahem* well let's see, shall we?

O: Funny how nobody cares about the red head *pets Giovanni* but Freddie everyone loves because of his dark wavy hair ... <_< *ahem* *puts on narrator suit again*

Having been caught off guard, Giovanni could not fire a spell to defend himself. Nor did he need to when he saw who it was that had him pinned down.

"Laura? What are you doing here? And can you get off me please?"

"I came all this way to have you tell me 'get off'? I don't think so," the girl exclaimed. Then letting him go she spelled him, and he lay struggling on the ground tied up in ropes.

"Now you're going to listen, and you're going to listen good, okay, Gio?" the girl asked.

"Fine, Laura but why do I have to be tied up to listen?" the boy asked.

"Don't make me gag you, just listen. This is going to be hard enough as it is."

From the bushes nearby Prince laughed, rolling around on the grass trying very hard not to give away his presence. He knew Laura and he knew Giovanni and he knew what this was likely about and how good an idea it was to have him tied up because otherwise he wouldn't really listen.

"For a very long time now, Giovanni I've liked you."

"I like you too, Laura but this isn't how friends play," the boy struggled against the ropes in a futile effort.

"I like you the way girls like boys, Giovanni. Not just like friends," she said very quickly hoping that perhaps he wouldn't hear it.

"What are you talking about?"

"Not like brother and sister you idiot, she has the hots for you!" Prince exclaimed from where he was hiding in the bushes.

"What are you doing hiding there shouldn't you be helping me? Wait a minute ... Laura ..." Giovanni turned to look at the girl who was standing there with her heart in her hand unable to face the boy she'd grown up next to, whom she'd played with since they were old enough to walk and whom she'd now followed to another country just to declare her love. "Are you kidding, me?" he asked.

Laura watched the boy in horror for a split second and ran away crying down the street. Prince glared at the boy and tail and nose in the air proceeded to walk away.

"No, wait. I didn't mean it like that ... Laura!" the boy yelled. "Help me out of here you silly cat!" the boy exclaimed. But too late, Prince had already climbed the tree and was not listening. So, getting on his knees first and then hopping to his feet Giovanni, completely tied up, went running after Laura the girl next door, the girl he had played with since they were old enough to walk, the girl he'd grown up next to and who had now followed him to another country to declare her love. He had crushed on Laura when he was six and then again when he was nine but thinking girls were icky he had thought his love for her gone but it lay only dormant and he suddenly now realized how happy her words would make him, if only they were true.

Still, if she'd thought he was joking with her she'd never forgive him and if she never forgave him she would never look at him and if she never looked at him then he'd never be able to apologize and if he couldn't apologize he couldn't tell her he liked her back. Giovanni hopped after her as Prince watched from a tree top laughing. Love was funny but this was ridiculous.

:kitty: ♥:kitty:

Draco was sitting at a corner table alone in Ottery's Pub, which Blaise had quaintly taken over and likely not bothered to inform Ottery was even now giving Teddy all that he could drink free of charge. He sighed. Draco had to pay for his drinks but Teddy could get them free. Obviously, Blaise was bribing the muscle. Somehow he knew this assignment would go down one way or the other. There was no point in his backing out. Besides which from what Blaise had said, after the sale of the piece, they would all be leaving with substantially large sums of money. While Draco didn't have a problem in that department he did not have access to large sums of galleons without question. However much money he needed Narcissa would easily supply, but the price was always interrogation. Draco had plans for this money, which involved a certain blonde haired Ravenclaw?

Honestly, he didn't know. But ever since that day he'd run into LoOny Luna at Madame Curie's shoppe he could not stop thinking about her. There was something oddly mesmerizing about that girl. Of course, she was just a girl, and a silly little Ravenclaw at that but that was just it. Who had ever heard of a silly little Ravenclaw? You did not get housed in Ravenclaw for being a fool. Perhaps she was only playing one to get at something. Maybe she liked being underestimated so she could strike without mercy when it was least expected. Whatever the case, Luna Lovegood intrigued Draco Malfoy and he wanted very much to get her somewhere alone so he could gauge exactly how smart she was or at least, what her game was.

The Slytherin boy took a drink from his butterbeer and sat in silence alone with his thoughts of Luna Lovegood glad that no one around could hear his thoughts. His father would think he was a fool. Mother wouldn't object, after all Luna was a pureblood wasn't she?

:kitty: ♥:kitty:

This All-Love Post is lovingly dedicated to my Kellybear. Because she is my love. ♥

Replies: I'm tired if I'm not coherent my apologies ... :xd:

KellyBear OT: So long as you're there that's all the romance I need *smoochiesloves* :whistle:

Kellybear: I gave Madison some love ... per your request. :glomp:

Connie: You're sweet to worry about Adam but I wouldn't ... :mwaha: not for much longer anyways :shifty:

I don't know Connie ... I'd say Freddie caught the best brake of all. Love. :yes: I was sure you'd all remember Madison's white cloak :lol:

I've decided to slow down the pace Connie ... I know, I'm weird. This story, Human Nature, I'm gonna start another thread in a few days, my assignment writing on my Lj AND Nanowrimo. :lol: I love pain don't I? :lol: or writing ... :worried:

Luna will indeed make her modifications to her dress ... which you will see, at the Ball :lol: and yes you will see what's been keeping Ron, Harry and Hermione so busy from this story ... :lol: maybe I'll throw in some Sirius if y'all are good. :paw1: remember this takes place between HP3 & HP4 so ... :shifty:

Love you two for being here so often and I love ALL MY READERS for reading so loyally ... I hope you all enjoy the new, slower paced and hopefully more romantic :lol: Love in the time of Whooping Cough ♥ A Series of Adventurous Romances - Sa13+