YEA! DRACO'S NOT DEAD! *hugs taylor over and over* But what's he got to say? PAMS!

Thanks Em! I know what you mean about school...it's rough!

Katie, I love you too much to hurt you like that! Draco lives! Ta ta!


OLIVIA!!!!!!!! What's up, girl? Why didn't you tell me that you became a member at school yesterday? Finally, someone that is almost as obsessed with LOST as I am!!! LOL Nice Avvie! Go Sawyer!!!
Yeah, I remember making up that thig with Andrew! That's hilarious! (Though I shall not say it in public) Give Dalton a kiss for me! LOL
~Taylor~

Eh, I wanted to surprise you! See if you caould guess who I was... (guess the Sawyer thing gave it away, huh?) Yes, I am here to be a LOST obsessive with you!
DHARMA!!! Andrew's such a dork! Haha... I understand why
No thank you, I'll leave that to you! He's an idiot! He and Jeffery are outiside playing football... they're seeing who can jump that huge rock over that thing in the woods...(yes, they are dorks...I'll let you know if there's any blood) Anywho, he says 'hey, babe,' PAMS!!!

(I posted a user note in your profile by the way)

Alright, Fine! Haha!
(I'll check it out)

Just for Katie: Post on the way...

Okay! Just for you, Katie!

Taylor and Charlie walked outside to find Draco standing by a bush, pulling leaves off.
"Draco?" Taylor asked, pulling her hand way from Charle's, "Neville said you wanted to talk to me,"
"Yeah," he looked up and smiled slightly, "I, uh... I've got to be honest with you... I don't know what I'm doing,"
Taylor gave him a puzzled sort of look. Malfoy continued.
"I can't find Fred...dead or alive," he said, seeing tears in Taylor's eyes, "But, I will keep trying, I'm not going to give up on you," Taylor gave hima small smile, "So..."
Taylor looked into his eyes, "I have faith in you," she said, "But... that's not all you came to say... is it?"
"No...actually," he said, "I, um... okay, uh... Hmm...Fred's not at Malfoy Manor, and he's not in the country. I'm almost positive... so...I'm going out of the country to look for him," Taylor blinked at him, "But, Taylor, I need you to stay in contact with me. Use an owl and contact me every other day, okay?"
Taylor nodded and put her head down and wept.
~.~.~

The next day, Malfoy was getting ready to leave. Taylor was rocking Celestine gently, and Charlie was in Diagon Alley with some friends of his.
"Are you sure?" Taylor was asking Draco.
"I don't have a choice," Draco answered, "You need Fred, you can't live without him, I can see. You light up everytime you hear his name, and when he talks your all of a sudden calm with no worries. You try to love Charlie, but it's not the same. You're just afraid, you're scared so you fake love. You need Fred,"
Taylor bowed her head and sat in silence, holding Celestine close to her heart. After Draco finished packing his back, he stood. Taylor stood with him.
"Stay with Charlie," he said, "he'll care for you; he is trustworthy."
He placed a hand on her shoulder, "And," he said, "He's going to ask you something...say yes... he needs you, and, at the moment, you need him... you need someone to love you until, and if, Fred returns,"

With that, he left; leaving Taylor to ponder his last words. What had he meant? Say yes? To what?
Suddenly, Charlie entered the house, trying to contain a smile.
"Draco leave already?" he asked. She nodded, and shook herself from her thoughts.
"Well, uh... what...what time is it?" he asked.
"Quarter after six," she replied, placing a sleeping Celestine in a crib she had bought.
"Oh!" Charlie said, smiling, "That late already? So, um... dinner time!"
"Um, ok," Taylor said.
"Dobby!" Charlie called.

Dobby came scampering down the hall from the kitchen, smiling is well.
"Your special dinner is ready Master Swindler," he said, bowing, very low.
Taylor looked from Charlie to Dobby and mouthed the words, 'special dinner,'
The house elf and Charlie only smiled.
"Dobby," Charlie said, "How many times do I have to say this? I don't like being called 'Master Swindler,'- it's just 'Charlie,' and you really don't have to bow,"
"Yes, Mast- Charlie," the elf said, he began to bow, but hurriedly stood straight.
Charlie took Taylor by the hand and walked into the dining room, where a wonderful dinner was set. There was turkey, and ham, and fish. And too many sides to count.
Taylor stood, mouth agape. Charlie put his hand under her chin and closed her mouth.
"Sit down," he said, "Let's eat,"
Taylor sat down and scooted her seat in. There was a plate in front of her, with a napkin on top of it. She took note of how Charlie looked over eagerly, as picked up the napkin.

Under the napking, sat a small velvet box. Immediatley, Taylor knew what must be inside. She put her hand to her lips and opened the box to reveal a golden ring. It was gold with a huge diamond set in the top. Taylor gasped.
Charlie immediately stood up and walked over to her.
"I, understand if you say no, but I uh, it's ok... I'd like you to say yes, but that's just me. I know you have Fred, but Draco said you'd appreciate this. I really hope he didn't lie to me. He wouldn't, would he? Of course what do I know, it's-" he rambled on and on. Taylor placed a finger to his lips.
Suddenly, she realized what Draco had told her to say yes to. His words washed over her.
You need Fred, you can't live without him, I can see. You light up everytime you hear his name, and when he talks your all of a sudden calm with no worries. You try to love Charlie, but it's not the same. You're just afraid, you're scared so you fake love.

He wanted her to fake love. But... could she? She felt tears swell in her eyes and looked at Charlie. She stuttered.
"Ch-Charlie, w-what do-does this m-mean?" she asked.
"Taylor," he kneeled down, "I want you to marry me,"
Taylor was silent for a long time. She knew it was eating at Charlie inside, but she didn't think she could speak.
"Charlie, I-" suddenly, an owl swooped through the ope window and dropped a small peice of parchment on her lap. It looked as if it had been writted in two seconds, flat.
Having a husband will help protect you, until Fred comes, was what it said.
She knew it was from Draco. She didn't care. She loved Fred. A second later, another one was dropped at her.
It said, You love him...you can love more than one until he comes.
She held it close to her and looked at Charlie, who was looking at the ground.
"Yes!" she said, "I love you Charlie!"
"What?" Charlie said, dumbfounded, "You- you will?"
"Yes!" she said.
She threw herself at Charlie and hugged him. She was crying and he rubbed her back.

All of a sudden, a third owl flew gracefully into the room and dropped a longer letter to Taylor. Taylor unrolled it and read quietly.
Taylor,
I'm okay. I can't reveal my location to you, or they'll find you as well. I can't reveal to you who they is either. Draco has found me and told me what happened. I know you said yes to Charlie.

Taylor pulled the letter away from her eyes and was ready to read the angry response from him.
It's okay. I'm fine with it. The magic between a married couple will keep you safe. If that's what it takes, then so be it. Charlie is a worthy candidate and I'm proud for him. But, you must know, as he already does, as soon as I'm home, you're mine again. Remember to save some time in the bed for me, I need it after this.
More love than you ever thought possible,
Fred

Taylor was shocked. Fred knew about this? And he was okay with it? He even expected her to sleep with Charlie!
She pondered this no more and was glad Fred was safe. She cried onto Charlie's shoulder and he held her close.
~.~.~

Two weeks later, after a small wedding, Taylor and Charlie were happier, but Taylor still cried for Fred almost every night before bed. Clestine grew at a steay pace, and Harry, Ginny, and Ron (who was still not qutie normal) visited regularly. One night, Taylor was sitting with Charlie on the couch, watching a movie.
Taylor turned and looked at Charlie and kissed him. He kissed her back, and removed her jacket. She lifted his tee shirt over his head and layed down on him. He kissed her and felt her warm back.
He pulled her shirt over her head and kissed her neck. He playfullt tickled her bare stomach and she pulled away. She leaned in once again and kissed him. He unclasped her bra, on her back and threw it to the couch, as she rolled over on him. He took a deep breath and inhaled. He loved the way she smelled of vanilla. wrapped her arms around him and layed her head on his chest. She lay there for some time, and gently drifted to sleep. An hour later, she awoke and realized where she was and rolled over to kiss Charlie.

His bare chest was warm and she held him close. He rolled over and landed on top of her. She giggled and he lowered himself until she felt his warmth again. She reached up her arms and brought his head close to her. She kissed him intensly and wondered if she was going to far.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.

OKAY! That's enough for now! What do ya think?

gah! Taylor! I mean, I know it's ok with Fred, but don't act too upset, mkay? Great post Taylor! PAMS!

Okay, here's a postie!

Charlie jumped up from the floor that they were now on, and grabbed his things from the couch. He slipped on his pants and tee shirt, and tried to straighten his hair as he answered the door. Taylor gathered her clothes and ran into the kitchen to put them on. When she was out of sight, Charlie opened the door. Ginny was standing there, looking pregnant.
"Hey, Charlie," she said, taking note of his messier than usual hair, and his crooked tee shirt, "I'm guessing Taylor’s here?" she said.
"Oh...yeah," Charlie answered, he called, "Taylor! Ginny's here!"
Taylor ran out from the kitchen and smiled at the sight of Ginny.
"Hey, girl!" she said, "What's up?"
"Nothing really," Ginny replied, she rolled her eyes, "Ron's staying with us, and Harry's trying to calm him down, you'll probably get to see them next week,"
"Awesome," Taylor replied.
"So," Ginny looked around Charlie's house and took in it's surroundings, "You wanna go shopping?"
"Sure!" Taylor said, "Let me grab my things,"

She grabbed her coat from off the floor and gave Charlie a 'that won't be happening again,' look. She took her purse from the dining room table, and went to join Ginny.
"Where are we going?" Taylor asked.
"I don't know, you tell me," Ginny said, "I don't care, as long as it's shopping!"
"Same here," Taylor said.

Taylor and Ginny were so close in height, that you could place a board on their heads and put a marble on it, and it wouldn't roll. They turned a corner and walked up to the muggle mall. They entered it and looked for the perfect outfit and accessories. After they shopped for near three hours, they looked for something else to do.
"You wanna get something to eat?" Ginny asked.
"Sure, but let's not go to the food court, let's go to somewhere else, I don't really like food court food," Taylor said.
"No!" Ginny said, "We, uh, we have to go...to the food court. It, uh, let's just get cream, or, or something, okay?"
"Okay," Taylor said, suspiciously.

When they got to the food court, they went over to the ice cream stand, and ordered. As they ate their ice cream, Ginny seemed else where. She kept glancing around as if looking for someone. Finally Taylor wanted in.
"Ginny? What are you looking for? Seriously,"
"No one," she muttered a curse under her breath and stood, "Just, uh, looking for a cute outfit in the shop windows,"
"Kay," Taylor said, unconvinced.

Suddenly, Taylor felt a hand on her shoulder. She whipped around to see who it was, hair flying. Fred was standing behind her smiling.
Taylor let out a small scream and jumped on him. She kissed him and whispered things in his ear. After five minutes went by, she turned to Ginny.
"Gin," she said, "Did you know he was going to be here?"
"Maybe, maybe not... either way, we all win," she said. Taylor grinned at her and turned back to Fred. She kissed him again; tears covered her eyes.
~.~.~

Taylor and Fred said good bye to Ginny. and apparated to Charlie's house.
They explained to him what happened, and got Celestine. Even though he said he was happy for them, Taylor could tell he was upset. Taylor thanked him for housing her, and promised she would repay him some day.
Then, they went out, and looked for a house, since they currently, didn't have one.
~.~.~

A couple years later, everything was normal. Celestine was five years old and the most beautiful child you could imagine. Lena was in her sixth year, and Sam in his fifth. It was Christmas time; Christmas was in a week, and the kids were from school on break. It was dinner time and they were all eating in the dining room.
After Fred's return, they had bought a three story house, right near their old one. Though it was bigger than their old house, they all agreed it wasn't the same.
"And, I was thinking," Lena was saying, "If he could stay for just, like, a week? Please, Mum?”
She had grown a lot since her third year, and was even more beautiful. Her long red hair still flowed down by her waist, and her green eyes sparkled. She was begging her parents to let her boyfriend, Jeffrey Wockslaile, stay for break.
“Um,” Taylor said, she looked at Fred, “Your father and I will talk about it and tell you tonight, sound good?”
Lena groaned, “Fine,” she sighed, “But I need to know by tonight, ‘cause he’s gotta be home for Christmas Eve night, okay?”
Taylor nodded with a smile.
“If she gets to have someone come over, then can Brian come over too?” Sam asked.
“No,” Fred said, “Harry, Ginny, and Ron will bring their kids, and they have kids your age, got it?”
“Why?” Same started to argue but his dad gave him a look that he didn’t want to mess with.
“I want a friend to come too!” Celestine whined, “Hmm, who should I pick?”
“Your friends already come everyday, sweetie, Lena and Sam go to school, so they miss their friends,” Taylor said, “and Xavier’s coming anyhow,”

Xavier was the name Ginny had picked for her baby boy, who was a year younger than Celestine, but bigger and almost as mature. He was four and she was five.
“Yeah! Zaver’s coming!” she exclaimed, “I’ve got to clean up my toys because I can’t find my broomstick!”
“Ok,” Taylor said, “Everybody done eating? Lena and Sam, could you go help your father with the Christmas ornaments? While I put Celestine to bed,”
Lena nodded, angry at her mother, and she and Sam went outside with Fred.
~.~.~

After Celestine was sleeping, Fred, Taylor, Lena, and Sam sat down to watch a movie.
“What do you want to watch?” Taylor asked.
“How about ‘The Lord of the Rings’?” Sam asked, it was his favorite movie.
“No!” Lena said, “We just watched that! I’m not a girly-girl that won’t watch it, but everyday?”
“Lena’s right, Sam,” Fred said, though he also enjoyed the movies. He winked at Sam and told him they’d watch it tomorrow when Taylor and Lena went shopping, “How about… ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’?”
They all agreed and put it in.
Sam sat on the floor, Lena and Taylor sat on the couch, and Fred sat in a chair. When they just got to the part when Elizabeth boarded the ‘Black Pearl’, Fred and Taylor said that they wanted to go in their room for a while.
“You’re not gonna watch it with us?” Lena said, “This is a family movie,”
“Do you want Jeffrey to come?” Fred asked, Lena nodded, “Well, that’s what we’re talking about,”
“Ok!” Lena said, and she turned back to the movie.

In their room, they made sure Lena wasn’t listening in, and talked.
“Do you think Jeffrey can stay?” Taylor asked.
“I’d say yeah,” Fred replied, “But, I’m not exactly the King-of-Good-Choices,”
“Is he…trustworthy?” Taylor asked, “I’ve never met the boy… what if he does something with Lena?”
“Taylor,” Fred sighed, “Look, Lena can make good choices… and if not… she’s just like her mother.” Taylor smirked at him, “You did it in fifth year!”
Taylor sighed, “I guess you’re right, but… that was different.”
“How?”
“I… I don’t know,” Taylor said, “I guess I really made some bad choices too,”
“Yes,” Fred said, “But… this isn’t about you… should we let Jeffrey stay?”
“Hmm,” Taylor thought, “I guess… but watch him like a hawk!”
Fred nodded, and they went back into the living room where Lena and Sam were fighting.
“He is so!” Lena was saying.
“Not… he’s a pirate! He doesn’t brush his teeth, he-.” Sam said.
“Point taken! But I never said I was gonna make-out with him!” Lena yelled.
“Make-out with who?” Taylor said.
“Jack Sparrow,” Lena shrugged, she turned to Sam, “But Will? HE is hot!”
Sam stuck out his tongue.
“Mum,” Lena said, “What’d you figure?”
“He…Jeffrey can stay,” she said. Lena let out a shriek and Sam groaned.
“But,” he said, “Her boyfriend is so stupid!”
“So is your girlfriend!” Lena said.
“What girlfriend?” Taylor asked.
Lena grinned wickedly, “Ohh! He didn’t tell you? Sam was found snogging Hilary Kimbell last month… they’re couple of the year… well for midgets; as for the whole school, Jeffrey and I take the gold!”
Sam muttered something under his breath and pushed back his sandy hair.
“Sam,” Taylor said, “I…don’t snog anyone, okay?” she remained calm, remembering her years at Hogwarts.
“Alright,” Sam said, “Not at home anyhow,” he whispered the last part.
“Um,” Lena said, “I’m gonna go call Jeffrey! You guys are the best parents in the world!” She hugged Taylor and Fred and ran to her room.

Lena quickly dialed Jeffrey’s number and waited for him to answer.
“Hullo?” came Jeffrey’s voice.
“You can stay!” Lena said loudly.
“Awesome!” he said, “And when I get there? I’m gonna teach you how to play Quidditch…the right way!”
“Ok,” Lena said, “See you tomorrow!”
“Ok,” he said.
“Love you!” she squealed.
“You more,” he said, and hung up.
Lena kicked her legs in the air and jumped down from her pink and lime green bed. She ran down the stairs and jumped the last three. Sam was taking out the DVD and putting it away.
“I’m getting ice cream,” he said, and he ran to the kitchen.
Lena ran after him and got some too. Lena got two scoops of cookie-dough ice cream, and Sam got a mountain of triple chocolate.
“And you’re small enough to stay on your broom how?” Lena said.
“My metabolism rocks,” he shrugged.
Lena rolled her eyes and sat down, “Where’re Mum and Dad?”
“They went to bed,” Sam said, “You know what’s weird?”
“You?”
“No…Mum didn’t go off on me for snogging Hillary… thought she would,” he said with his mouth full.
“No she wouldn’t,” Lena shook her head, “She feels guilty.”
Sam looked at her.
“Well,” Lena said, “She snogged tons of guys at school.”
Sam nodded and muttered, “Ew,”
“Come here,” Lena said, and they took their ice cream to the living room. Lena pulled a thick book from the bookshelf and flipped through it.
“What’s that?” Sam said, through his ice cream.
“Yearbook,” Lena said, “From when Mum and Dad were at school,”
“Oh,” Sam looked over her shoulder, “Look at Uncle Ron!” he pointed.
Ron was slumped to the side and looked as if he were going to throw up. AS the picture moved, Sam realized he was…throwing up slugs.
“Gross!”
Lena pointed out a picture at a Quidditch game, in which Taylor and Ginny were standing there smiling, and waving. They each had sashes on that read: Miss Hogwarts.
“Mum was Miss Hogwarts?” Sam said, “She was hot,”
“Sick-o!” Lena squealed.
They looked through the rest of it finding people they knew here and there. In the “most section”, they found they following: Most brave; Harry Potter, Most cunning; Draco Malfoy, Most jokers; Fred and George Weasly, Most hungry; Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, Most friendly; Neville Longbottom, Most smart; Hermione Granger, Most talented; Charlie Swindler, Most beautiful; Taylor Thomas and Ginny Weasly, Most handsome; Harry Potter and Charlie Swindler, and Most athletic; Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint.

They sat there all night, laughing at pictures of there parents at school, dances, for instance, at the seventies dance, Taylor and Fred were wearing afros and bell-bottoms, or at the end of year exams prep., Taylor and Charlie banging they’re heads together, stressfully, Harry and Ginny at Quidditch practice, or at the end of the year feast, all of the parents, aunts, uncles, and parents friends’ were laughing and dancing around.

Okay! After this post and for a while after, it’s going to be with Lena and Sam most of the time. It will be about them over Christmas break, and what they are doing! Hope you liked it!

*NOT A POST!*
Ok, I can't post today, but, I'm getting into my new house tomorrow, so then I can post pretty much everyday or everyotherday!

*tosses Taylor into her new house* There! Now your into your new house! POSTIES!!

Kooly, sooo are we gonna get to see in hogwarts er...what? Hopefully!
SO FETCH!
Olive

Heh-heh, Thanks! You just saved me from having to get in the car and go over there! LOL, seriously, I didn’t think I’d have time today since, obviously I have tons of boxes to unpack, but, Thank goodness for parents! Anywho, my trusty laptop never lets me down! So here ya go!

Lena rubbed her eyes and rolled over. She pulled the blanket up over her shoulders and yawned. She looked at the pink alarm clock on her dresser and saw that it read: 9:30. She jumped up and out of bed; Jeffrey was supposed to come at nine! She threw open her closet and looked for an outfit. She looked down at her legs. She had on dark blue pajama pants, with rubber ducks on them, and a white tank top. She tossed outfits onto her bed until she found the right one. She pulled on a blue long-sleeved shirt with a matching scarf, and tan corduroys, that Taylor had bought her for her birthday. She slipped on some white socks, and opened the window, looking for Jeffrey’s car. Immediately, she closed it again. White snow swirled into her room. She smiled to herself and ran out of the room.

Downstairs, Taylor and Fred were drinking hot chocolate and reading the Daily Prophet together. Lena hugged her mother and asked, “Where’s…everybody?” Taylor looked up from a picture of six aurors waving, and smiled.
“Sam and John are outside, trying to figure out how to use a snow board, and Ron said he’d be back, he took Elizabeth with him, and Patrick and Little Ronnie are at Aunt Ginny’s house.”
“Well,” Lena scoffed, “So… Elizabeth’s coming back?” Taylor nodded, “Where’s Jeffrey?” she shrieked.
“Calm down,” Fred said, not looking up, “He’s outside ‘supervising’ John and Sam.”
Lena squealed and ran outside.

Sam was laying face first in the snow, and John was laughing, holding a snowboard.
“Hey Lena,” John said.
“Hi, John,” she said, “Where’s Jeffrey?”
Sam’s head popped out of the snow, “He said something about leaving because you haven’t plucked your mustache in two months,”
Lena stomped on Sam’s back, and he rolled over, sandy hair covered in snow.
“Where is he?!” Lena said.
John shrugged. Suddenly, Lena felt a snowball on her back. She whipped around and smiled. Jeffrey was standing there with a huge grin on his face. She ran into his arms and hugged him. She leaned in for a kiss, but saw something out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head to find Taylor peaking through the window. Lena rolled her eyes, and turned to Jeffrey, picking a piece of snow from his brown hair, “Let’s go on a walk!” she said, and ran from the house. They walked down near the trees, holding hands.
“What’s this sudden fascination with walks?” Jeffrey asked.
Lena rolled her eyes again, “My mum,” she said, “She so over protective! You’d think she was one of those mothers who never kissed a guy other than my dad…” she smirked, “Far from it. If I had a sickle for every guy she snogged in school, I’d be able to buy one hundred new of the finest racing brooms out,”
“Your mum?” Jeffrey said, “Man, my mum’s lame, she-.”
Lena cut him off, “I think we’re out of sight now,” she said, and she turned to Jeffrey. She leaned up and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her, snow falling on them. Suddenly, they heard laughing and gagging. They turned around and saw Sam and John standing there rolling in the snow, laughing.
“Ha,” Sam said, “That…” he could barely talk, “is the sickest thing I’ve ever seen!”
Lena ran towards him, “Hilary wouldn’t mind, coming to do the same thing to you, would she!?” she turned on her heel, and went back to Jeffrey.
“You wanna go inside?” he asked, “I’m cold,”
“Sure,” she said.

When they got back inside, Taylor was cooking breakfast.
“Lena, honey, do you want some eggs?” she asked.
“No thanks mom,” she said.
“Jeffrey?” Taylor said.
“No thank you, Mrs. Weasly,” he said, following Lena upstairs.
Fred laughed from the couch, “Ha,” he said, “Mrs. Weasly! I haven’t heard that since we were kids…you used to call my mum that!” he said to Taylor.
“Fred’s right, Jeffrey,” she said, “You can call me Taylor,”
“Ok, Taylor,” Jeffrey said.
When he got upstairs, he had to find where Lena had gone. She wasn’t in her room, and she wasn’t in the game room. He turned around and looked in the guest room, where he would be staying. Lena was sitting on the bed smiling.
“Took you long enough,” she said.
“Yeah, your mom…Ah, never mind,” he walked over to the bed, and shut the door, as Lena stood up. He leaned down to her and kissed her. She put her arms around his neck and ruffled his hair. She leaned back onto the bed, so that he fell with her and landed on top of her. He unfastened the belt at her waist. She pulled back.
“Jeffrey,” she shook her head, “I may not always agree with my mom, but, this… I know she’s right… we can’t…at least not right now,” she said, with a smile at the last part.
“Perfectly understandable,” he said, “But…we don’t have to go stop completely do we?” he asked.
“Of course not,” she said. She kissed him again, and pulled him down onto the bed again. She kissed him and he put his arms around her small waist. They heard a creak, and sat up. Fred and Taylor were standing in the doorway.

“Lena!” Taylor said, “I…hmm, we came up here to tell you two, that we were going to go out somewhere, but…I…don’t think I trust you two enough to be here alone now,”
“Mum!” Lena said, “That’s not fair! You didn’t yell at Sam! And he’s younger!”
“That’s right,” Fred said, taking Taylor by the shoulders and walking her away. He winked at Lena and whispered, “Just not too far,” he said, and left with Taylor.
Lena turned back to Jeffrey and tried to kiss him again.
“Your dad’s awesome!” he said.
“Yeah,” Lena said, “Funnily enough, he was ten times cooler in school…he got detention every day. He and my Uncle George (his twin) were so mischievous, they had a whole drawer to themselves in Filch’s office.”
Jeffrey raised a eyebrow, and she kissed him. She fell into his arms, and heard the door open again. She whipped around, angry, but calmed a second later. Elizabeth was standing there watching them, with raised brows.
“Having fun, eh?” she asked, curly brown hair bobbing. Though she was smiling, Lena could tell, she still wasn’t back to normal. Since her mother had died, Elizabeth just hadn’t been the same, though she tried to be.
“Hey, Liz!” she said, hugging her friend.
“Hi, Elizabeth,” Jeffrey said.
Elizabeth waved, “Hey, Jeffrey the Giraffe,”
Jeffrey rolled his eyes; he couldn’t believe people still called him that.
Lena grinned, her best friend, and her boyfriend, both there to spend Christmas with her.

yea! Post! and laptops! btw, i just posted in my fanfic Taylor! if you ever get done unpakcing, take a glimpse! Fred is so cool!

Yes! I checked yours out, SNAPE WANTS DRACO TO DO WHAT???!!! You are crazy! LOL, btw, yea, wish my dad were like FredBut you have to think how he was in school! LLOL Anywho, I'll post later!

pams taylor!

Hmmm... Something is troubling me... I have posted, but it isnt showing up here... Guess I'll have to do it agsin. *sighs* I don't even remember exzctly what I wrote, it was last week... I'll try and get it up...

grrrrr....*attacks Taylor's laptop * now try it

okay, retyped it! Here it is! Nice and Long to make up for it!

The next day, Lena and Jeffrey were playing quidditch. When they landed, Sam was sitting on the ground, face in his hands.
“What’s wrong Sam?” Lena asked.
“Huh?” he jumped, “Oh, um, nothing… just really, um, tired. Uh, yeah, no sleep last night…” with that, he jumped up and ran around the house.
“What’s up with him?” Jeffrey asked.
Lena rolled her eyes, “Who knows,”
She grabbed Jeffrey’s hand and pulled him into the house.
“Mum! Dad?” she called. No one answered. Jeffrey sat on the couch. Lena went over to the door to her parents’ room, and pushed it open. Immediately, she pulled it s