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Ladybug · 02-12-2010, 05:45 PM

Ohhh i

that chapter!!!
Ahhh shame about the artical

But glad Clem nd James are still together
it was great to read!!!
I cant wait for more!!!
x

veggie_potter · 02-12-2010, 06:33 PM

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Originally Posted by bonnieginnyfan1

This is what I have to say to you Stef!!!!!!!!! You are getting better and better and better everytime you write. Honestly if you keep this up I'd like to see what other fanfics you could write after this one if your still interested. *claps*

Thank you! And, actually, I have two more fan fics in mind! So, hopefully, I'll get those going when I'm done with this one!

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Originally Posted by Connie

Hey Stef, I'm glad to see your posted. Poor Clementine and James. It's sad their friends wasn't supportive of them. I feel badly for Clementine staying shut up and crying in her bed all that time. I don't know why the others have such a difficult time with it though. I'm glad though that Rita didn't publish Albus's near brush with injury when he fell off his broom. Is this the Prof. or the boy? And it's puzzling that either one of them would be generous to Rose. Oh, and I'm glad Clementine was sweet to James in the great hall. It was sweet of him to buy that chocolate bar for her. It sounds good, I want some. Great post, Stef. I'll be watching for your next one. Good luck with your writing assignment.

Thank you so much, Connie!

I decided Skeeter would find James kissing a girl a juicier read for her audience, so she didn't write about Albus (she still might though, who knows

) Rose left with the boy Snape

I think it would be odd if it was the professor.

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Originally Posted by Lily-Luna

It´s great Stef! PAMS PAMS
This story is getting better than ever, I can´t wait to know more.
who is Rose going to choose? Snape? Dane? uh...

Thank you! We'll see who she chooses pretty soon!

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Originally Posted by Evangeline Hermione

Ohhh i

that chapter!!!
Ahhh shame about the artical

But glad Clem nd James are still together
it was great to read!!!
I cant wait for more!!!
x

Thank you! I'm glad they're still together too! Lets see how long it lasts

Lily-Luna · 02-12-2010, 11:30 PM

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Thank you! We'll see who she chooses pretty soon!

yay!!!! please update soon!

veggie_potter · 02-15-2010, 07:54 AM

Here is Chapter 16! The FF is almost done! :O
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Chapter 16: Rival Amends

Clementine sat in the Charms classroom watching the students slowly file in. Viktorya sat next to her.

“I thought you’d want to avoid me,” said Clementine bitterly.

“Why should I? I have nothing against you having a boyfriend,” she said matter-of-factly.

“Seems like everyone else does,” said Clementine.

“Well, don’t worry about everyone else. Worry about you. There is nothing wrong with you liking James. He’s a fine young man,” said Viktorya, trying to cheer her sister up. It was not working. Clementine simply rolled her eyes, and continued watching the students enter the classroom.

Albus entered by himself and he took a seat toward the back of the room. Lorcan and Lysander took their usual seat at the front of the class. Gordon and Dane were next to Viktorya and Clementine. Dane looked rather flustered, as if something he wanted to do went completely wrong. Clementine wondered what that could have been since she only just saw him. The bell rang loudly. Just as she went to turn back around to face the front, the door opened again. Clementine had to double take because what she saw completely shocked her. Rose was hugging Blake Snape. Mouth open wide in disbelief, she turned toward the front of the class and got out her school things.

“Did you see that,” she whispered loudly to her sister, who nudged her to keep her voice low. Clementine looked around to see if anyone had heard. Dane was bright red, and looked like he had tears welling in his eyes. Albus looked just as shocked as Clementine. Rose sat next to him, blushing furiously. Clementine saw them whispering at each other, but she could not make out the words.

“Welcome, class,” said Professor Indigo, appearing from behind the tapestry that covered the door to her office. She plowed through the lesson completely unperturbed by the preoccupied students. Many were still in shock to see a Gryffindor in the company of a Slytherin. At the end of the lesson, many got up to ask Rose what was going on, but she left swiftly, dodging the questions students were firing at her. Clementine and Viktorya were last in the room, until they noticed Albus. He, apparently, hadn’t noticed them either. He turned red when he had finally noticed and rushed out of the room. Viktorya just shrugged and motioned her sister out of the room.

“Why didn’t Gordon wait for you?” asked Clementine, noting the lack of Viktorya’s other half. Viktorya glanced at her and then shifted her bag to her other shoulder.

“Er, we’ve, uh, we’ve been having some issues lately,” said Viktorya with a frown.

“Are you guys okay? Did you break up?” asked Clementine, clearly shocked.

“No, we haven’t. Although, I’m not sure how much more I can take of his—“ she was cut off by what they saw yards in front of them. Clementine grabbed her sleeve, and pushed her behind the corner that was nearby.

“What does she think she is doing?” Viktorya whispered frantically.

“I don’t know,” said Clementine, peering surreptitiously around the corner.
Rose was leaning against the wall. Crowded around her was the gang of Slytherin’s that caused most of the ruckus when Clementine, Albus, and Rose were together.

“Is she in trouble?” asked Viktorya.

“No. It seems like she is there because she wants to be,” said Clementine, sadly.

Blake stood next to Rose, his arm extending above his head to help himself lean suavely against the wall. He kept flicking his greasy black hair out of his face as if he were trying to charm her. Erin and Scorpius looked like they were trying to tell her a joke. She chuckled merrily.

“This is so not right,” said Clementine. Without warning, she marched out from behind the corner. Viktorya followed. They walked right past them without acknowledging their existence. Clementine could feel all of their eyes on herself and her sister, but she did not care. She could not believe that Rose would hang out with Slytherin’s and not with her. What did Rose and Albus have so much against her? Surely it couldn’t just be that she was dating their relative.

“Their loss,” she said suddenly out loud.

“What?” asked Viktorya.

“Oh, nothing, sorry,” said Clementine, forgetting that she was with her sister. They were outside of the Gryffindor common room.

“Well, I should go find Gordon. I said I’d meet him in the library,” said Viktorya, and she left Clementine in front of the Fat Lady.

“I’m all alone, there’s no one here beside me,” sung the Fat Lady dramatically.

“Hark, who’s talking?” retorted Clementine. The Fat Lady huffed and admitted her without a password.

Clementine spotted James, Torr, and Albus sitting around the table in front of the fireplace. Albus got up and left the common room, allowing Clementine to sit by James and Torr without awkwardness.

“What’s up,” asked Torr, scooting over to allow her to sit in between him and James.

Clementine planted a kiss on James, and Torr rolled his eyes.

“You’ll never guess what I just saw,” she told them both, but was looking at James. They just looked at her.

“Rose,” she said.

“What about her? I thought she wasn’t talking to you?” asked Torr.

Clementine shot him a dirty look. “She isn’t,” she said stiffly. “She hugged that Snape boy, and Viktorya and I saw her hanging out with his gang!”

“Are you sure she wasn’t in trouble?” asked James concerned.

“Positive. She was giggling from a joke they were telling her,” said Clementine.

“What is wrong with her?” James asked, mostly to himself.

Clementine merely shrugged. Her eyes were drawn to the warm fireplace. Lucky for her, she had no more classes that afternoon. She didn’t go down for lunch. She didn’t want to see Rose or Albus. It just made her feel alone, despite being with James. He and Torr had gone to the Great Hall to eat, promising Clementine he would bring her some bread and pumpkin juice.

Clementine nearly fell asleep. She heard clambering at the portrait hole that made her jut awake.

“What’s going on?” she ask groggily.

Albus and Rose appeared; Albus looked terrorized.

“What—“ Clementine started, but cut off when she realized they still weren’t talking to her. Rose and Albus climbed up to the boy’s dormitory, no doubt wanting to avoid Clementine.

She relaxed back into her seat and sighed. When would they forgive her?

“She is absurd!” someone shouted, and Clementine was once again jerked from her thoughts. The person who shouted was James, and his face was screwed up in rage. Clementine had never seen him so angry. Torr was lurking behind him, looking apprehensive.

“What’s going on?” she asked calmly.

James said nothing, but sat next to her and threw the most recent Daily Prophet into her lap. He then buried his face into his hands. Clementine rubbed his back with her right hand, and flipped through the Prophet with her left. Torr sat in a chair next to them looking flustered.

“I don’t understand—“ Clementine started, but Torr held up his hand to silence her. He moved forward in his chair and flipped to the page that caused the rage. She nearly dropped the paper in shock.

“But, I thought your mum said she couldn’t publish in this paper,” she said, looking horrified. The headline read:

Harry Potter: The Boy Who Lived By Rita Skeeter: An Excerpt

“Well, technically it isn’t an article. So they had to publish,” said Torr. James fidgeted and handed her a small piece of parchment that was in one of his hands. He did not look up.

Clementine peered down at it. It had Ginny’s handwriting on it.

Dear son,
I’m sorry to say that the Daily Prophet has no control over what to publish, despite said article is from a banned reporter. Because it was not an article she wished to publish but an excerpt, they had to allow a printing of it due to her writing contract. Your father and I regret it very much, for nothing good can become of this. Just remember to not listen to the old bat, and everything will be okay. Surround yourself with supportive friends, and the bullies won’t get to you.
Much love,
Mum

Clementine set the letter down on the table and snatched the Daily Prophet back up. Turning to the page in which the excerpt was printed, she began to read it.

Chapter 1: The Boy Who Lived

Harry Potter has been known as many things: The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One. But many do not know the extenuating truth revolving around this man’s remarkable life. In this book, you will not only find out about how it all began, but how it may all end. Learn about his boyhood outside of Hogwart’s. What happened before he found out he was, in fact, a wizard? Who were the relatives he lived with? Where are they now? What was up with Dumbledore’s infatuation with the boy (more revelations since “The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore”)? Why did Severus Snape hate Harry so much when he was at Hogwarts? Why did Harry name his son after that man that treated him horribly for all those years? Who are his so called “best friends”? Why would he marry a pureblood? Do his children show any of the talent that Harry himself exhibited in his youth? Find out about all of this and more!

Harry Potter is the son of James Potter and Lily Evans. Married at 19, the Potter’s were a peachy couple. They joined the Order of the Phoenix in order to combat against the evil the Dark Lord had unearthed. Lily gave birth, nearly a year later, to a health baby boy they had named Harry. The boy’s godfather, notorious Sirius Black, provided the boy with his first broomstick, in which he had already showcased flying talent.

“I saw a picture of the one year old baby Harry flying around on a toy broomstick. He was going berserk on it, laughing wildly,” recalled Mundungus Fletcher, a close friend of Potter’s and member of the Order.

Sadly, not long after that joyous of occasions, Voldemort brutally murdered Lily and James and attempted to do the unthinkable: murder an innocent child. Many questions revolved around Voldemort’s motive to kill the innocent boy, but more on that in later chapters.

Harry Potter was left an orphan. His godfather, Sirius Black, was arrested on charges of murder for blowing up a street full of Muggle’s and apparently killing Peter Pettigrew. We later found out that he was, indeed, innocent, and that Peter Pettigrew was the one to actually be blamed for the most awful event.

Harry was sent to his only remaining relatives. Many wondered why the boy couldn’t have been brought up with wizards, for his relatives were Muggles. But Albus Dumbledore had his reason, and that was all that could be followed.

The excerpt ended there. Clementine looked up. James was staring at her.

“Its not so bad,” she said. “Although, all of those questions were kind of crazy. But, I guess people are bound to be curious. And it seems to me she has her facts straight.”

“So far,” said James, his eyes bloodshot. “Who knows how long she will keep that up, though, right?”

Clementine frowned and gave him a warm hug. He relaxed at her soft touch. Torr just sat shaking his head. Clementine released James, and began flipping through the rest of the paper. In it was a copy of Witch Weekly.

“What’s this about?” she asked herself. Her jaw dropped. On the front page was a picture of Rose hugging Blake Snape. “No way!”

The article portrayed Rose as a scarlet woman.

“She is out of her mind!” Clementine shouted. James took the paper and stared in disbelief.

“Are you talking about Rose or Skeeter?” he asked.

“Skeeter, of course. We already knew this of Rose. How could she do this? First us, and now your cousin! What is wrong with her?”

“This must mean that she has a mole inside of Hogwarts. A spy,” James said. Torr had fallen asleep; drool sliding out of his mouth and onto the armrest his head was lying on.

They were quiet for a good ten minutes.

“James, we need to talk,” she said suddenly, breaking the abnormal silence in the common room.

James sighed. “I wondered when you were going to say that.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, bewildered. “How do you know what I want to talk to you about?”

“Its obvious. You miss Albus and Rose, and I am keeping you from them. I understand,” he said calmly, although there was a hint of sadness in his voice.

“Oh, right. Well, you know what that means?” she asked, hoping he would know that as well.

“Of course. You’re breaking up with me,” he said. He averted his eyes, and looked imploringly on the raging flames of the fireplace.

“Yes,” she said softly, and planted one last enticing kiss on his lips.

James nodded. He looked sad, but didn’t elaborate. Dinnertime came about very suddenly. Clementine headed out on her own, wondering if what she had done was right. She really did like James, but nothing was worth the neglect of her best friends. She arrived at Gryffindor table and sat by herself. She indulged in some roasted veggies.

“Where’s James?” someone from behind her asked. She turned and noticed it was Viktorya, who was also alone.

“He’s still up in the common room,” Clementine said, as Viktorya took a seat with her. “Where’s Gordon?”

“He’s in the library studying. He is driving me up the wall!” she exclaimed, loading her plate with food. “I figured you and James would be together. Must be lonely all by yourself.”

“Yeah, well, we broke up,” Clementine replied, and a rush of guilt flooded her body. She wished she hadn’t but she wanted Albus and Rose back in her company.

“Oh, Clem, I am so sorry,” Viktorya said, her mouth full of roast beef. “At least Albus and Rose will talk to you again.”

“Yeah,” Clementine said vaguely.

A group of Slytherin’s entered the Great Hall. Rose was with them, and Albus was lurking behind them looking scared. He rushed over to the Gryffindor table and sat down not too far from Clementine and Viktorya. Rose arrived several moments later. On the spur of the moment, Clementine leaped from her seat and rushed over to the Slytherin’s that had just entered with Rose.

“What is up with you guys? How come you are so interested in Rose?” she shouted at them, but not loud enough to cause a ruckus.

Snape answered first.

“Well, you see, your friend is very down to earth and doesn’t care what house her friends are from. Unlike most of you Gryffindor’s.”

“If you didn’t try to hex us every time you had a chance, maybe we could be friends,” Clementine retorted angrily.

Scorpius and Erin laughed.

“You don’t get it do you?” asked Erin, shrilly, clearly taking great humor from Clementine’s lack of knowledge.

“Well, you see, we Slytherin’s are notorious for those attacks. Its kind of what we need to do to catch the limelight once in a while,” said Scorpius.

Clementine was shocked. She could not believe that it was all for show.

“We’ll stop messing with you guys for the time being,” said Snape, catching Clementine off guard.

“I’d appreciate that. Thanks,” she said, somewhat confused. She turned around and headed back to the Gryffindor table. Viktorya was talking to Rose and Albus until Clementine arrived.

After dinner, Clementine said good-bye to her sister and made her way up to Gryffindor tower. She saw James and Torr inside, playing a game of wizard’s chess. Without saying a word to them, she went up to the girl’s dormitory to get an early nights rest.
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Thanks for reading!

I hope you enjoyed it!

bonnieginnyfan1 · 02-15-2010, 09:49 AM

WOW!!!!!! Most interesting chapter so far. It's coming to a end. I think I'm going to

Ladybug · 02-15-2010, 10:12 AM

I cant believe this has almost finished

It was a great chapter!!!!
OMG!!! they broke up

Rose and Albus were being mean

Rose is hanging round with the Slytherin's...ummm why?
Gorden was driving me up the wall also....never really liked him.
Seeker, ahhhh, how's she find out about the hug?? maybe she turned herself into a beatle again....or it's the Slytherin's fault...sorry.
At least she got the facts right in the Prphet...so far like James said.
Think i got everything...like summerising it all up

I

the chapter and i cant wait fo more soon
PAMS PAMS
Evangeline
x

Lily-Luna · 02-15-2010, 02:30 PM

OMG! I can´t believe how is this turning out!!! Congrats, this is awesome!
but I don´t want this to finish, I like it soooooo much!
Update soon!

Connie · 02-15-2010, 04:36 PM

Hey Stef, nice job on your chapter. I read it this morning, but couldn't post till now. My son's car broke down and we had to go get it. It's too bad Clementine broke up with James, they made a sweet couple. Albus and Rose should realize that getting a boy,(girl) friend is part of growing up. What are they up to anyway?

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Rose was hugging Blake Snape.

She can see Snape, and still be friends with Albus, but Clementine can't see James and still be friends with them?

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“I’m all alone, there’s no one here beside me,” sung the Fat Lady dramatically.

“Hark, who’s talking?” retorted Clementine. The Fat Lady huffed and admitted her without a password.

This was funny! The Fat Lady is always so stuck on herself isn't she? I'll be watching for more post.

veggie_potter · 02-15-2010, 09:56 PM

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Originally Posted by bonnieginnyfan1

WOW!!!!!! Most interesting chapter so far. It's coming to a end. I think I'm going to

Aw

I'll write more after this one!

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Originally Posted by Evangeline Hermione

I cant believe this has almost finished

It was a great chapter!!!!
OMG!!! they broke up

Rose and Albus were being mean

Rose is hanging round with the Slytherin's...ummm why?
Gorden was driving me up the wall also....never really liked him.
Seeker, ahhhh, how's she find out about the hug?? maybe she turned herself into a beatle again....or it's the Slytherin's fault...sorry.
At least she got the facts right in the Prphet...so far like James said.
Think i got everything...like summerising it all up

I

the chapter and i cant wait fo more soon
PAMS PAMS
Evangeline
x

Thank you! Yeah, I wanted Gordon to be a cool guy but I ended up making him snooty. Its funny how stuff like that happens.

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Originally Posted by Lily-Luna

OMG! I can´t believe how is this turning out!!! Congrats, this is awesome!
but I don´t want this to finish, I like it soooooo much!
Update soon!

Aw!

I'll write more FF's... I have two in mind currently...

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Originally Posted by Connie

Hey Stef, nice job on your chapter. I read it this morning, but couldn't post till now. My son's car broke down and we had to go get it. It's too bad Clementine broke up with James, they made a sweet couple. Albus and Rose should realize that getting a boy,(girl) friend is part of growing up. What are they up to anyway?She can see Snape, and still be friends with Albus, but Clementine can't see James and still be friends with them? This was funny! The Fat Lady is always so stuck on herself isn't she? I'll be watching for more post.

Thank Connie! I hate when cars break down... Its frustrating! I'm glad your son is okay, though!

I love the Fat Lady, and I love including her in my writing. She is so silly.

Thank you all so much!

Ladybug · 02-16-2010, 09:31 AM

Haha i agree, these characters have a mind of there own

Cant wait till the next chapter
x

veggie_potter · 02-22-2010, 07:10 AM

It's about darn time I finished this chapter! It's the longest chapter I've done so far, so bare with me! I hope you all enjoy it. Not sure how long the next one will be, but keep your eyes peeled! Thanks!
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Chapter 17: Ludomamie

Spring was in the air. The snow had long since melted. Summer was quickly approaching. A cool breeze made its way through the air, brushing the tree’s leaves lightly, causing them to whistle. The sun was warm and inviting; big, fluffy clouds floated idly by.

Clementine had been spending most of her time alone. She didn’t mind it much, but she was saddened by the fact that Rose and Albus still had not talked to her even though she broke it off with James. She was in a courtyard, making stones nearby hover. She was quite talented at the levitating charm, but she was not as good as Rose. A very pretty black stone rose higher and higher into the air, but fell immediately as Clementine lost her concentration. An owl swooped low over her head, and dropped a letter into her lap. She picked it up, eyeing it curiously.

“I wonder who this is from?” she asked herself. The front of the envelope had her name on it, written neatly in loopy cursive. She did not recognize the handwriting. Wasting no more time, she tore it open.

Dear Clementine,
I hope school is going well for you. I have been staying in your mother’s house since the funeral, and I’ve had quite a remarkable time. Unfortunately, I will have to leave soon, for I am being chased by policemen for avoiding a ticket. I offer you my deepest of sorrows, and I hope you will be able to find a comfortable place to stay. I wish you, Viktorya, and Torr much luck in the coming days, and I hope you have a wonderful summer.
Love,
John Orion (your father)

Clementine stared at the letter in disbelief. She didn’t know what was more odd; the fact that her dad was on the run, or the fact that he had managed to send a letter by owl despite being a Muggle. Dumbstruck, she left her place in the courtyard to find Torr and Viktorya.

Lucky for her, it was lunchtime, and most of the students were in the Great Hall enjoying their meals. She spotted Viktorya sitting next to Lorcan and Lysander at the Ravenclaw table.

“Vikki, come with me to the Gryffindor table. I have to show you and Torr something.”

She followed her sister to the table and they sat next to Torr.

“Look at this,” Clementine handed Torr the letter from John.

Viktorya read it with him. Their eyes moved swiftly across the parchment.

“He’s running from Muggle authorities? This is very fishy,” said Viktorya, looking perturbed.

“Yeah. I wonder what that’s about,” said Torr, who continued to gaze at the parchment as if it would reveal further information.

Someone tapped Clementine on the shoulder. She spun around and saw Rose and Albus standing behind her.

“Can we, uh, talk to you?” Albus asked.

Clementine rolled her eyes and stood up.

“I’ll be right back,” she told Torr and Viktorya.

She guessed what they wanted to talk about.

“Look,” said Rose, as the three of them walked out of the Great Hall and onto the grounds. Dark swirling clouds had formed overhead, casting shadows over the entire castle. They heard thunder as the sound ricocheted off of the mountains near by.

“Are you guys finally apologizing?” Clementine asked, after the thunder had dissipated. Several large raindrops had fallen on their heads.

“Us apologize? We’ve been waiting for you to apologize,” said Albus, looking at Clementine like he had never seen her before.

“What? What do I have to apologize for?” she said. She was flabbergasted.

“You mean you never thought once of apologizing to us?” Rose said, now just as flabbergasted as Clementine.

“Of course not! Why do I need to apologize? I did nothing wrong.”

Albus snorted loudly. Clementine scowled.

“Then tell me what I did wrong!”

“You didn’t trust us! Why couldn’t you have just told us you were with James? Why did you have to keep it a secret? We felt contaminated, betrayed. We’ve been best friends for a while but you couldn’t confide in us,” said Rose.

Clementine remained silent, staring at them. She had no idea that they felt that way. How could she?

“Why didn’t you tell me that? How was I supposed to know how you guys felt? You neglected me the second you found out!”

They stared back. Albus shifted guiltily, and Rose just looked at the floor.

“Well?” asked Clementine.

“We’re sorry,” said Albus.

“We should have realized that what we did to you was just as wrong. It took us a while, but after you never came up to us, we finally understood why. So, we’re sorry,” said Rose, and she and Albus moved toward Clementine to hug her.

Clementine didn’t know how long she stood there with them in silence. After seeing several others make their way onto the grounds, they decided it was time to go back inside.

“We don’t want to be rained on,” said Rose.

“Oh, by the way, there is something I have to tell you guys,” said Clementine.

“What is it,” said Albus, as the reached the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall.

The found Torr and Viktorya still sitting together with the letter on the table. James had joined them, and he looked at Clementine, Albus, and Rose as if he had never seen them together before.

“Finally apologized, huh?” asked James, eyeing them angrily.

Rose and Albus ignored him. Clementine shrugged. They sat down opposite Viktorya, Torr, and James.

“What was it you wanted to tell us?” asked Rose, looking at Clementine curiously.

“Well, I was outside this morning, practicing my levitating charm. An owl swooped down because I wasn’t in here to receive it. It dropped this letter into my hand,” she said, as she snatched up the letter John had sent, and handed it to Rose and Albus.

They read it, and then looked up with complete shock etched in their face.

“But, how did he get an owl? How’d he know to send it here?” asked Rose.

“Never mind that! Why is he running from them? I thought when Muggles got a ticket they just had to pay a fine,” said Albus.

“Well, I guess we’ll never know. I wish I didn’t give him our house key, though,” said Torr, shaking his head and finishing his pumpkin juice.

“It is quite odd,” said Viktorya.

“I don’t think you guys are going to find out anything more about it. Especially when he is on the run, and he is a Muggle. Our news source doesn’t report crimes in the Muggle world unless they are directly associated with the wizarding world,” said James.

“I suppose you’re right,” said Clementine. She was longing for James to hold her. Quickly pushing the thought from her mind, she said, “Do you want to visit Hagrid?”

“That sounds like a good idea,” exclaimed Rose.

“Torr and I have Quidditch practice. We won’t be able too,” said James, frowning. He hoped to spend some time with Clementine while the others were preoccupied.

“Oh, that’s right! The final is tomorrow! I can’t wait! Good luck, you two,” said Clementine, as she, Albus, and Rose left the table.

The made there way out of the Entrance Hall once more, but found that the rain had started to pour in the bucket loads.

“Maybe we should just hang out in the common room, for now,” suggested Albus.

The girls nodded in agreement, and they swept up the grand staircase and into the common room.

“We should start working on our study guides. Finals are coming up soon,” said Rose.

Clementine and Albus rolled their eyes. Clementine missed these moments with them.

“We’ve got at least a month. Lets just talk,” said Albus.

“The finals are in a month! You can just put off studying until the night before,” said Rose.

“We won’t, but what’s the difference between today and tomorrow?” Clementine asked, knowing full well what Rose would say next.

“The Quidditch final, that’s what! You know that you won’t want to do anything but celebrate our victory tomorrow,” Rose said, sitting down at the table in front of the fireplace and pulling out her school items.

Clementine and Albus sat next to her, but abandoned their school things.

***

Saturday arrived in what seemed like no time at all. Clementine and Rose woke up early in the morning, and dressed hurriedly. They were anxious to get down to the Great Hall and eat and make their way to the Quidditch pitch.

When they got to the common room, they found it packed. They had to wind their way through excited people to find Albus, who was squashed between Torr and the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain, Alan. James was talking to the three of them about different strategies.

“You could spiral once you reach Hufflepuff’s end. They’d probably get confused, think you lost control of your—“ said Alan, but stopped talking when he noticed Clementine and Rose appear. “I don’t want to spoil the game for spectators,” he laughed, and then walked off, allowing Albus to have room.

“Good luck today,” said Clementine, hugging both James and Torr. Rose and Albus eyed her as she embraced James, thinking that they would start to kiss while in front of them.

“Thanks,” said Torr.

“Should be a good game today. If we lose, oh well. But, I’m on the team, so there is no way we could lose,” laughed James. He and Torr said goodbye, and they left to eat breakfast.

“This should be an exciting game,” said Albus, as they made their way through the crowded common room and out of the portrait hole. “They have all kinds of tricks up their sleeves! Just wait.”

They arrived in the Great Hall. The Quidditch players had finished their meals and they were all making their way up to the Quidditch pitch.

“We should hurry,” Albus suggested.

They all loaded their plates with food. As they were shoveling it down their throats, Blake Snape, Scorpius Malfoy, and Erin Zabini walked up to them.

“Hey Weasley. We’ll be rooting for the Gryffindor’s today. Would you like to sit with us?” Snape asked, looking at Rose longingly.

Rose blushed slightly, and then looked at Albus and Clementine, who shrugged.

“I’m sorry, Blake, but I’ll be sitting with them today. We’ll probably see each other,” she said.

Snape did not look happy, but he stood up straight and marched off with his companions without another word.

“Are you ever going to explain to me what that’s about?” asked Clementine.

Rose frowned. “Of course. Well, the day you confronted Dane about his affliction, Albus and I were eavesdropping because we thought you’d want to tell him what happened to you. Instead, Albus found out he was part werewolf, and he was mad at me for not telling him. You and Albus stalked off and I was alone with Dane, and he kissed me.”

“I was wondering when he was going to make a move,” Clementine laughed. Rose stared.

“Well, I don’t like him like that! It was so embarrassing and awkward. Blake happened to be walking by at the exact same time, and he whisked me away.”

“Do you like Snape?” asked Albus incredulously.

Rose blushed.

“Ah ha!” yelled Clementine. “You were mad with me because you were angry with yourself!”

“What are you on about?” asked Albus.

“Well, isn’t it possible that Rose was mad with me for being secretive only because she was mad at herself for secretly liking Snape? It makes perfect sense,” said Clementine, looking from Rose to Albus.

“That’s mad,” said Rose. “We should head out soon.”

“You’re right,” said Albus, leaving Clementine to her own thoughts.

They headed out to the pitch. On their way there, an owl swooped down and dropped a large roll.

“Oh yeah, we should have waited for post to arrive,” said Rose, unfurling the Daily Prophet, and stuffed it in her robes.

“Hey, can I have a look at that now?” asked Clementine.

“Sure,” said Rose, taking it from her robes and handing it to Clementine.
Clementine skimmed the first page. She had to do a double take. She stopped walking and fell behind. Rose and Albus didn’t notice until half way to the pitch.

“Clem?” asked Albus.

He and Rose turned around and spotted Clementine a few paces behind.
Clementine stared at the paper. She could hardly believe her eyes.

“What’s up, Clem?” asked Rose.

Clementine handed them the paper and wait for their reaction. Rose finished first.

“Oh my goodness. But, how could that be?” she asked.

“I don’t know, but I better let Viktorya know. You guys go to the game without me. I’ll meet you in the common room later,” Clementine said.

“Isn’t she going to be at the game?” Albus asked.

“No, she wanted to get ahead on the exams,” Clementine said.

She left, and headed back toward the castle. She found her way to the library, hoping that Viktorya would be in there. She entered the library, passing book stack after book stack. In the very back, she finally spotted her sister.

“Vikki!”

Viktorya looked up from the book she was reading, startled.

“Clem! I thought you’d be down on the pitch. What are you doing in the library?” Viktorya asked. “It can’t be good. Your hair turned again.”

Clementine’s hair was once again the coppery red that was associated with disturbance.

“You have to see this,” she said, thrusting the newspaper into her sister’s hands.

Viktorya scanned the page.

“I must say, this doesn’t surprise me, as much as it disturbs me. He isn’t really our dad. We may have his blood, but he didn’t raise us,” Viktorya said.

“But we thought john was a Muggle. He’s a wizard! A wizard on the run!”

“Well, they caught him. I’m sure we’re all safe now,” said Viktorya.

“But, the article said he tortured Muggles. I mean, our father! Don’t you feel dirty? Contaminated?” Clementine said.

“Not really. He may have contributed to our existence, but I feel no emotional attachment to this man. Therefore, I don’t feel contaminated,” Viktorya said.

“It’s horrible, isn’t it? After everything with Voldemort, there are still wizards that want to harm Muggles?”

“It is. Lucky for them, though, that the ministry’s Auror team is beyond superior now,” said Viktorya, returning to her book.

“They said they took him to the penitentiary Ludomamie. I’ve never heard of it,” said Clementine, knowing that her sister would know about it.

“Oh yes. It’s about as old as Azkaban. It was hardly used though, until very recently. They would only hold extreme cases there. Now it’s just a house for loony people” said Viktorya.

Clementine sat in silence, watching her sister copy spells and their meaning from her book. What seemed like hours later, she decided to head back to the common room to see if the game was over.

As she entered the common room, noise met her. It was much more packed than it was in the morning. She had to wind her way through, pushing people left a right, trying to find Rose and Albus. She spotted them near their usual table in front of the fireplace, which was completely blocked by people. Torr and James were sitting with them as well, with girls flirting with them. Clementine sat next to Rose, eyeing James with a pang of jealousy as a girl she had never seem hugged him and then kissed him on the cheek.

“We won,” he called out to Clementine, red in the face and hoping she didn’t notice. He could tell by the look on her face that she did.

“Congratulations,” she called out to Torr, ignoring James. James would not take his eyes off of her.
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Thank you for reading!

Comments always appreciated!

bonnieginnyfan1 · 02-22-2010, 10:10 AM

OMG!!!!!! I'm in complete

with this story!!

Connie · 02-22-2010, 01:37 PM

Quote:

It's about darn time I finished this chapter! It's the longest chapter I've done so far, so bare with me! I hope you all enjoy it. Not sure how long the next one will be, but keep your eyes peeled! Thanks!

Don't worry about how long it takes, just post when you can. It was another great post, and I did enjoy it very much.
It's good the friends are back together again, although I feel badly for Clemintine and James.
Dear ol' dad was a surprise, yes? Did he think they wouldn't find out about him just by him sending that owl?

Lily-Luna · 02-22-2010, 05:22 PM

It´s great!!!!
Was about time Rose and Albus talk with Clementine...she was so lonely!
And John Orion (is that his real name?)...I couldn´t believe!!!!
PAMS

Ladybug · 02-22-2010, 06:25 PM

i

this story!!!
Glad they all mad up!!!!
Ahhhh HE'S A WIZARD!!! that lieing person!!!
*shake head*
Great chapter
cant wait for more
x

veggie_potter · 02-26-2010, 12:45 AM

So, I won't be able to post for a while because my laptop took a poop on me

I haven't even had it for two years and it broke. I was in the middle of writing chapter 18 and now I may lose EVERYTHING on it, including my stories, music, and photo's

I have an appointment with Apple's Genius Bar on Sunday, so HOPEFULLY I'll be able to save stuff/get it fixed. We'll see. Thank you all for your support with my fan fiction! Hope all is well!

Connie · 02-26-2010, 04:03 AM

Ahh to bad about your laptop! I'm sure they can recover your stuff. My son does it all the time. Don't sweat it, we'll still all be here waiting for you.

Ladybug · 02-26-2010, 10:22 PM

That really sucks!
I hope they fix it soon

Great story thought

Lily-Luna · 03-01-2010, 08:36 PM

uhhhhh, I wish you all the luck of the world, doubled!
Bad laptop, bad bad!!
Best wishes!!

veggie_potter · 03-01-2010, 11:57 PM

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Originally Posted by Connie

Ahh to bad about your laptop! I'm sure they can recover your stuff. My son does it all the time. Don't sweat it, we'll still all be here waiting for you.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Evangeline Hermione

That really sucks!
I hope they fix it soon

Great story thought

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lily-Luna

uhhhhh, I wish you all the luck of the world, doubled!
Bad laptop, bad bad!!
Best wishes!!

Thank you all so much for your support. My computer was definitely broken, and now it's in Tennessee being fixed. I should get it back sometime this week, so we'll see. I'll start writing as soon as I get it back!

Thanks again guys, I really appreciate it!

bonnieginnyfan1 · 03-03-2010, 09:49 AM

I can wait. Hopefully your computer gets fix soon.

veggie_potter · 03-04-2010, 01:53 AM

I have received my computer completely fixed!!! Nothing has been erased! I hope to have chapter 18 finished sometime this weekend! Thanks a lot, everyone!

Connie · 03-04-2010, 02:24 AM

:cheerpyr:

Don't know if you can tell, but I sure am happy you got your computer back, and it's all intact! Missed having you post your chapters. I'll be watching for your next one.

veggie_potter · 03-04-2010, 09:56 AM

Thanks, Connie!

I was sure excited too! So excited, that I got to working on Chapter 18, and finished it! YAY! I hope you all enjoy it.

Please note that the term Queer refers to "strange".
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Chapter 18: The Queer Query

The students at Hogwart’s were still excited about the Quidditch game the next week. Everywhere Clementine, Rose, and Albus walked, there was chatter about what had happened.

“I wish I didn’t miss it now,” said Clementine, after class on their way to the common room.

“It wasn’t as great as everyone is making it out to be,” said Rose, rolling her eyes as they went through the portrait hole.

“What are you talking about? The game was incredible! You should have seen James! That roll maneuver was spectacular. The girls were all over him—“ he started, but Clementine gave him a nasty look.

“Sorry,” he said, looking away.

They sat in their usual spot. James and Torr were in a corner nearby, surrounded by girls, and some boys, all keen to hear more about the match.

“When are they going to stop fawning over him?” Clementine asked, as she took out Hex, Jinx, and Curse to complete a Defense Against the Dark Arts essay due soon.

“Don’t worry about it. I doubt he’ll get with anyone after what happened with you,” said Rose, mimicking Clementine in taking out her homework.

Clementine said nothing. It was obvious Albus and Rose had no idea how much it pained Clementine to speak of James that way. She wrote her name on the top of the parchment with so much force that her quill went right through it. Rose and Albus did not notice as Clementine wadded up the ruined piece of parchment.

“Clementine,” someone said, startling her.

Clementine turned around and saw James. He had managed to break away from the girl squad, leaving them to fawn over Torr.

“Er, I was wondering if I could talk to you. In, er, private,” he said, looking at Albus and Rose as if they had better not interrupt.

“Oh, okay,” she said, also looking at Albus and Rose, but for encouragement. They merely looked away.

Clementine stood up and followed James out of the common room. They entered the empty corridor. As Clementine turned to face James, he caught her face into his hands and kissed her like he had never kissed her before. She retreated, clearly shocked by his action.

James looked embarrassed by his action. “I’m, er, sorry. I couldn’t control myself. I missed being with you so much.”

“I miss you too,” she admitted.

“Please be with me.”

“I can’t. Albus and Rose won’t talk to me.”

James pulled her into a hug. Her arms folded up onto his chest. He was looking down at her with penetrating eyes. She looked away, not wanting to cave her defiant position.

“Can’t you talk to them?” he asked.

Clementine looked back at him. His eyes were imploring, wanting her desperately.

“I will. But I can’t promise anything.”

“I’m sorry about your father. I couldn’t imagine such a beautiful person coming from someone so foul,” he said.

Clementine blushed.

“Don’t underestimate my power, James,” she said, and they both chuckled.

He unraveled one arm from around her, and brushed her hair from her face, revealing her eyes. He pulled her into one more alluring kiss.

He released her from his embrace. She staggered slightly, not noticing that she was on her tiptoes. James sunk to the ground, and sat against the wall next to the portrait to ponder what had just happened.

“Teenagers,” the Fat Lady puffed, rolling her eyes.

Clementine completely forgot about the Fat Lady’s presence.

“I’m really very sorry you had to see that,” said Clementine, blushing furiously.

“Oh like I haven’t seen it before. I’ve seen much worse. Trust me, my dear,” the Fat Lady replied in kind.

“I’ll see you around, James,” Clementine said, disappearing behind the Fat Lady.

Clementine made her way to the table in which she had originally sat.

“What did he want,” asked Albus, looking up at Clementine with great interest.

“Oh, it was nothing,” she said, not wanting to discuss the situation at the moment.

“Don’t lie to us. You aren’t fooling anyone. Every time you see each other, you get all awkward. James literally can’t take his eyes off of you, even with the fan girls crowding around him,” said Rose.

“Well, he wants to get back together. But we can’t,” said Clementine, visibly defeated.

“Why not?” asked Albus.

Clementine looked at him for a moment. Did she hear him correctly?

“I’m sorry, I must have misunderstood,” she said.

“I asked why you can’t you get back together with James? Rose and I have been wondering that for a while,” Albus said, as if this was obvious.

Clementine was stunned. “But, when I began dating him, you wouldn’t talk to me. At all. Why would you be any different the second time around?”

“Clem, we were only mad at you because you kept it from us. We felt untrustworthy because you couldn’t confide in us. We didn’t mind that you were dating him,” said Rose.

Clementine was flabbergasted. James had not yet entered the common room. She wondered what was going on with him.

“So, you don’t mind if we start dating again?” she asked, wanting to be absolutely positive.

“Of course not,” said Rose, continuing work on her essay.

“But don’t snog too much around us. I don’t feel much like vomiting,” said Albus. They all laughed.

“Don’t worry about that,” she said, “I’m not a fan of public display of affection. I’m going to tell him right now.”

Clementine stood, and made her way through the portrait hole, hoping James had not abandoned his position. To her delight, James was still in the same position she had left him in, except his face was in his arms. She looked at him apprehensively, and heard him sniff loudly.

“James,” she said softly, not wanting to startle him.

He cleared his throat loudly and looked up. His eyes were red and watery.

“Have you been crying?” she asked incredulously, and she took a seat next to him.

“No,” he croaked, wiping away another tear that fell from his face.

Clementine smiled, and slipped the cuff of her sweater over her hand to wipe away his tears.

“It’s okay, James. I talked to Rose and Albus. They don’t mind if we date,” she said, placing her sleeve back to its original position.

James looked at her; his eyes were wide.

“So, what I’m trying to ask is, will you be my boyfriend,” she said.

James laughed, and jumped up, pulling Clementine up with him.

“Of course,” he shouted.

He planted a very wet kiss on her lips before he dragged her down the corridor with him. She was confused.

“Where are you taking us?”

“You’ll see,” he said.

He swept her down the grand staircase, and into the Entrance Hall. They continued down a corridor that Clementine had never been down.

“Uncle George taught me this,” James said, jubilantly.

They were laughing together, hand in hand, continuing down the corridor. They stopped in front of a portrait of a giant fruit bowl. James reached out his right index finger and tickled the pear. It laughed, and the portrait swung open.

“Wow,” said Clementine, following James through the hole.

They entered the room, and Clementine’s mouth dropped.

“What is this place?”

“It’s the kitchen. Come on,” he said, taking her hand once again.

Several house elves made their way up to them.

“Good evening lady and gentlemen. How may we be of your service?” squeaked a small house elf, as he and his fellows bowed so low that their noses touched the ground.

“We’ll take a vat of pumpkin juice and butterbeer, and some sweets. Enough for a common room,” said James.

“What are you doing?” Clementine asked.

“Celebrating!”

“Do you need assistance up to the common room, sir?” squeaked another elf.

“That would be wonderful. Thank you very much, Chuey,” said James. The house elf bowed once more.

They made their way back up to the common room to wait for the house elves. By the time they returned, the house elves were already there, placing the food and drinks on tables by the wall.

“Oi, what’s this about?” said Torr, looking at James and his sister. His eyes lingered on their clasped hands. “You’re together again?”

“Yes. I told you I was going to ask her again,” said James, eyeing Torr severely.

Torr said nothing, but gave them a look that seemed disapproving.

“Not again,” groaned Clementine.

James turned to her.

“Don’t worry about him. He’ll come around.”

“Everything is ready, sir,” said Chuey, the house elf.

“Thank you again, I really appreciate it,” James said.

The house elf bowed out and snapped his fingers together. He disappeared on the spot. James walked over to the table and grabbed a chocolate éclair for himself and Clementine. She was about to take a bite when the portrait hole opened, and Professor McGonagall entered with Viktorya.

“Clementine and Torr Higter,” she called, searching the room.

Clementine looked up, her mouth still open awaiting the éclair. Torr looked at her, but she shook her head.

“Yes, Professor McGonagall?” Clementine called out.

McGonagall found them and made her way through the common room, which slowly became crowded due to the arrival of food.

“Good evening, Torr and Clementine,” she nodded to the other’s around them. “I am going to have to speak with you three in my office, if you will.”

“What for?” Clementine asked, brow furrowed. She looked at James, who looked just as shocked as Rose and Albus.

“That will have to wait until we are alone,” McGonagall said.

Viktorya shrugged her shoulders, noting that she didn’t know what was going on either.

“Okay, we’ll come,” said Clementine. She hugged James and waved bye to Albus and Rose. “I’ll tell you later,” she whispered to them, on her way out.

They walked silently with McGonagall. Clementine had a sense that they were all thinking the same thing. They entered McGonagall’s office. Kingsley Shacklebolt, who still held the Minister of Magic position; Arthur Weasley, who was head of the department of magical law enforcement; and Harry Potter, who was one of the most successful Auror’s the ministry has ever seen, were all standing behind McGonagall’s desk. McGonagall motioned the children to take a seat in front of it.

“Good evening, Higter children,” said Kingsley, in his slow, deep voice.

The children simply nodded.

“I’m not sure you’ve guessed why we’re here,” said Arthur, continuing off of Kingsley.

“Let’s just cut to the chase. They don’t want us to beat around the bush. They’ll understand,” said Harry.

Clementine felt grateful for this, and she could see in Viktorya and Torr’s facial expressions that they were grateful, too.

“Alright,” said Arthur. “It’s no secret that your father was involved in several incidents involving the torturing of Muggle’s, and werewolf activity.”

Clementine sighed. She thought it would be something like that. Torr and Viktorya were tense beside here. She knew they thought they’d be in trouble.

“We are here to ask you a few questions regarding him,” said Kingsley. “Harry, here, has said that you met your father for the first time since you were very little at your mother’s funeral. Is this correct?”

The children nodded.

“My condolences’,” he said, as though he was making up for being rash.

“What did he tell you when you met him?” Arthur asked.

Torr was the first to answer.

“He introduced himself, and said he’d been homeless. So, I gave him the keys to our home so that he could have a place to stay.”

“I see,” said Arthur, making note of every word that was said.

“He wrote to me,” Clementine spoke up.

Kingsley, Arthur, and Harry looked at her, intrigued by this information.

“When did you receive this letter?” Harry asked her. He seemed most disturbed by this information. Clementine guessed it was because he felt at fault for their meeting their father.

“It was the day before I read in the paper he was caught,” she said.

“What did the letter say?” Arthur asked.

“Well, he said that he wouldn’t be home when we returned from school. He mentioned running from the Muggle policemen for avoiding a ticket he received. That was really all,” she said.

“Of course,” said Arthur, as if something suddenly clicked in his mind.

“We didn’t know he was a wizard before that,” said Viktorya. “He introduced himself as a Muggle. We thought it was fishy he sent the letter with an owl, since he was supposedly a Muggle. We should have said something about our suspicions,” she said, clearly disgruntled with her lack of understanding.

“Now, now, don’t blame yourself,” said Kingsley. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a picture. “Have you ever seen this man?”

He pushed the picture in front of the children. It was a picture of a man. He looked very angry. His face was contorted in a rage Clementine had never seen. He was balding, but his face was excessively hairy. The three of them shook their head.

“We’ve never seen this man in our life,” said Viktorya. “Who is he?”

“He is the werewolf who murdered your mother,” said Harry. “His name is Charles Banson. Your father has been in his league for years,” he said, but noting the children’s faces, he added, “Your father wasn’t a werewolf. He just associated with them.”

“Your mother knew of them, too. She tried to pay them off, not wanting to risk losing you kids. Did you know about that?” Arthur asked.

Clementine’s mouth was hanging open with shock. Torr was clenching his jaw, and Viktorya had tears welling in her eyes.

“I take it, by your expressions, you had no idea. I am so very sorry,” said Arthur.

“How long have you been investigating this?” asked Viktorya, her face furious and tears sliding down her face.

“Well, Harry alerted us to a suspicious character. We’ve been working on it ever since. We realized your father was the one connected to the tortures of Muggle’s we’ve been talking with. We captured Charles right after the attack. We had no idea about John Orion, because that is not his real name. His real name is Andrew Porter,” said Arthur.

“We’re working on additional charges for your father. At the moment, he is being held at Ludomamie. We aren’t sure whether to file him under insanity or competent to withstand trial, we’re trying to get as much information on him as possible,” said Kingsley, gathering his things.

“That will be all we have to ask of you today. Good luck on the rest of your term. I’m sure we’ll see each other sooner than expected,” said Arthur.

“Thank you, children, you may return to your common rooms,” said McGonagall, holding open the door.

They exited the office. They walked through the corridor in silence.
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I hope you all enjoyed! I'll be working on the next chapter shortly!

Comments appreciated!

Connie · 03-04-2010, 12:55 PM

Wow Stef, that was great! I'm glad James, and Clementine are back together. The celebration would have been nice. Hope all the goodies aren't all gone before they get back. I'm sure James will save her chocolate éclair she was about to enjoy.

I wonder what other charges they're wanting to pin on their father. So sad for the kids, the fact that it was because of their dad, that their mom is dead. Glad you have your computer back, and I'll be watching for your next post.

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