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Hairy Snape By BertaS Jan. 2007

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Description: A potions accident starts unusual circumstances happening for our favorite Potions Master and those around him.

Warnings: Slash, language, adult and sexual situations. Harry is in the later part of his seventh year and is 17 years old which in the Wizarding world is an adult.

A/N: This chapter gave me fits and I was bitten by at least two irrelevant plot bunnies, while I was working on this. One Bunny was over 10,000 words long and not finished, the other one I may be able to use later in this story, haven't decided yet. Please accept my apologies for the long wait. It did turn out a little longer than usual. J

Reminder of where we left off:

The boy swallowed hard but didn't say anything until one of the Slytherin said primly, "Well Professor. Barker was late. So wa..."

He was cut off by the sandy haired Barker who now had his back ramrod straight and his jaw set defiantly, "Yes and I was the one who knocked, but honestly Professor, being late shouldn't count since you didn't have the door open."

Sev narrowed his eyes and snorted to cover his amusement the boy was obviously covering for one or more of his friends, "Five points will be awarded to Gryffindor for your, honesty. However, ten will be removed for being late. Do not let it happen again."

The boy gave a sharp nod and sat attentively waiting for the class to begin. Only Sev noticed the door close softly a few moments later as he was passing out the day's pop quiz.


Sneaking About - Chapter. 9

Harry spent the time Severus was teaching talking with Sal. Who briefly told him about the building of Hogwarts and how they brought her to life with spells that were ancient even then. Some where even thought to be Atlantien in origin.

Harry soon ask a question that had been bothering him for some time, "How is it that Hogwarts understands parseltongue, Sir?"

Sal smirked, "Well the others didn't want any magical travel within the castle or grounds. Personally, I see no reason to climb all those flights of stairs if there is another way." he cleared is throat, "They weren't exactly pleased when they figured out what I'd done."

"Should I even ask what you did?" Harry ask grinning. "Or what they did to you?"

Sal grinned back and shook his head, "Not that there was much they could do after it was done."

Harry's grin faded, "How does it work? I mean can any Parseltongue...?" he broke off looking a bit worried.

"No, my child," he sighed softly, "Not just any, only you, my acknowledged heir. What I did was carve blood activated parsel-runes on the foundation stones, set border markers and hid the controllers on the Key stone which you must find and... reactivate," he shook his head shrugging, "re-key is possibly a better word." he nodded, "Yes, key the stone to include you. Don't touch the wards, unless they are inactive, the Headmaster should be keyed to them, but I haven't felt the key turn in a very long time." he look slightly miffed.

Harry nodded, "Well, Dumbledore is pretty old, like over a hundred and fifty and he's been teaching a long time. I don't suppose you are just going to tell me where it is and how to do whatever I'm supposed to do?" he had a hopeful look on his face.

Shaking his head Sal smirked, "You do realize that a portrait is usually just a partial copy of a once living being?" at Harry's nod he continued, "Although I have several special features, like the ability to communicate with the castle, I do not have all the information that my original did."

"So, you don't know?" Harry was really curious now.

The portrait shrugged noncommittally and cleared his throat before continuing in an obviously fake spectral voice:

"I can give you some food for thought.
Its seal is hidden in plain sight. Sealed within and opened from above.
Speak to reveal the Snake's meddling.
Bleed to be acknowledged."

He nodded sharply and went on in a more normal tone, "That should help you out on your quest." he paused, "Oh, and don't forget to move the furniture." he smiled and made pushing back motions with his hands as though clearing a rather large space, before tilting his head listening to something Harry couldn't hear. "Speaking of food, Lovey says it's time for your dinner."

Harry quickly said goodbye and made his way to the great hall still thinking about what Sal had said. He ate rather mechanically and Hermione had to shake him to get his attention. When he finally looked at her she ask with concern, "Are you alright Harry? You seem really out of it. I've been talking all this time and you haven't heard a word," she sounded exasperated, "I suggest you pull yourself together for your Detention with Professor Snape, you know how he can be."

"I'm sorry Hermione. I'm just thinking I'm okay." he smiled. "Hermione? You've studied runes. If someone spoke of, 'blood activated parsel-runes' what would that mean to you?"

She stared at him for a long moment before answering slowly, "Blood activated usually means drawn in blood or having to apply blood after they are carved. That isn't done very often any more since the Ministry doesn't like blood magic. Parsel runes?" she shook her head shrugging, "I've never heard of them. I would think," she pursed her lips thinking, "Now Harry, this is just a guess but I think, they would either be..." she seemed to be choosing her words even as she spoke, "revealed by or maybe activated by speaking the proper phrase in Parseltongue. Or..." she sighed, "Maybe they are a way to write Parseltongue?" she shook her head again, "I really don't know. Why are you asking?"

"I... I can't say right now." at her scowl he held up one hand, "I know. I'll tell you when I get it figured out, okay?" he started to slip back into deep thought.

Hermione huffed, "Harry. You realize that you are getting to the point of pushing us away don't you? You know we won't let you do that." she said this loud enough to attract the attention of several of their table mates who all nodded or otherwise indicated their agreement.

"I know, I just..." something on the floor caught his attention. Some of the flagstones seemed to be different colors and their shape seemed to make a pattern. He moved leaning over sideways to peer under the tables trying to see the design on the floor.

Hermione Huffed again irritated, "Harry?" she reprimanded sharply.

His head shot up, "Huh?" he frowned down at floor again mumbling, "Did you ever notice the design on the floor in here?"

"What? What design?" she too started examining the floor of the great hall, "I don't see any..." Harry's hand on her arm stopped her.

"Never mind Hermione," his voice dropped, "Can we talk about this later." he spoke quietly before looked around to find several others looking either at him and Hermione or at the floor and whispered, "We'll come back when no one else is here." louder he ask, "Can you teach me about runes?"

Hermione gave one last look at the floor and nodded. "Yes, as long as you promise to explain soon."

He nodded smiling, "I'll do my best. Some of it is not mine to tell though."

She smiled and launched into a description of basic runes. Those around them soon lost interest and went back to their own dinners and conversations. Harry was fascinated and by the meal had an overview of what runes were and how they were used.

It wasn't until later when Harry was snuggling on the couch with Sev that Sal's words hit him, "Only you, My Acknowledged Heir." he sat up straight with a stunned expression.

"Harry, is something wrong?" Sev ask startled by Harry's abrupt movement. Not to mention that he had just leaned against the younger man and thought he had made a mistake in doing so.

Harry blinked and smiled, "I'm sorry, Love." He pulled Sev close and relaxed. "I guess I've been a little distracted. I was talking to Sal earlier and he gave me a lot to think about." he chuckled a bit, "I suppose I'm a little slow, one of the things he said just registered." He laughed, when Sev snorted and smirked at the admission of slowness.

Harry leaned closer nuzzling Sev's ear, "Now that I'm no longer distracted," he whispered, "did you have anything special in mind for this evening?"

Sev let out a little gasp shaking his head before replying, "I will do whatever my Master wishes." He turned slightly looking at Harry for directions."

Harry smiled softly and caressed Sev's cheek, "You are going to insist on calling me that, aren't you?"

Briefly biting his lip Sev slid to the floor on his knees and whispered, "Yes Master, unless you order me to call you something else."

"Alright," Harry chuckled, "you can call me anything you want, my Love. Although, I can't quite picture you using and of the cutesy pet names I hear my class mates calling each other." He shuddered slightly.

Sev smirked, "You mean," and his voice turned into a velvet purr, "Honey-Bunch," his smile was positively evil, "Sweetie-pie," he laughed wickedly, "Snuggly-Snook-ums." as he raised an eye brow in inquiry.

Harry managed to say, "If that's what you want, Baby." before dissolving into laughter as he pulled Sev back onto the couch.

Sev was surprised to find himself on top of Harry as they lay on the couch. He was afraid that he was to heavy for the younger, smaller man and kept trying to lift himself up. Severus was a strong man but, doing what amounted to a prolonged push-up while someone tried to pull him down was a bit of a strain.

"Sev is something wrong?" Harry whispered as he loosened his hold, "You seem to be trying to get away from me." his hands skimmed up an down Sev's sides gently caressing.

Sev sucked in a shaky breath, "I am concerned that I will crush you, Master." he readjusted himself so that he was not pressing so much on Harry.

Harry brought his hand up tucking an errant strand of hair behind Sev's ear, "I assure you your full weight will not hurt me." he smiled at the stubborn set to the older man's jaw. "Ok. Spread you legs and bring you knees up on either side of me. This way your weight is supported by your legs and you won't feel like you're squashing me."

Sev swallowed hard as he followed Harry's instructions. Harry was right he no longer felt he was crushing the younger man. However, Harry's hands sliding over his hips on to his arse was disconcerting and made him feel very vulnerable.

Harry pulled bringing their groins into contact and whispered in to Sev's ear before nibbling on it, "I really like having you where I can touch you so easily." one hand had moved up into Sev's hair the other was sliding over his arse and exploring along the man's crack through his soft linen trousers.

Sev began to wiggle and let out one of those little whimpering moans, what Harry was doing was a little frightening but it felt so good at the same time.

Harry began to thrust upward while guiding Sev's hips to grind their erections together. It didn't take long and Sev threw his head back crying out his release. Harry was not far behind. They stayed holding each other and talking for a while before Harry had to leave for the evening.

After gathering his things Harry ask, "Would you do something for me, Baby." he wrapped his arms around the other man.

"Perhaps." Sev smirked, "I would have to know what, before I could make a decision.

Harry laughed, "Of course, a Slytherin would have to wouldn't they." he kissed the older man possessively. "Meet me in the great hall tomorrow tonight at midnight."

"Harry," he shook his head, "I don't think..."

"It's important." Harry smiled giving a little wiggle, "And it's not like I'm sneaking around. You already know about it." He batted his eyelashes.

Sev reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose, "And if I don't go you are going to sneak out anyway. Aren't you?" Harry just bit his lip not answering. Sev sighed, "Alright. At least this way I can keep an eye on you."

Harry smiled happily, "Thanks Baby." he kissed Sev again and slipped out the door.

Wednesday morning was a typically beautiful spring day and the students that had Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures Class enjoyed being out on the grounds. Although Ron had earned himself a night in the Hospital Wing when he saw the Acromantula that they were to study. He had fainted hitting his head on a rock and spent half of the day unconscious.

That evening after much persuading and explaining Harry was heading for the portrait hole with Hermione mumbling "Why am I doing this?" as she followed.

There was an odd croaking noise from one of the chairs facing away from them. Harry and Hermione froze as Neville leaned around the wing of the chair, "What are you doing?" he inquired as he stroked Trevor's head.

"Would you believe nothing?" Harry grinned.

Neville laughed, "You're sneaking out again. You're going to get caught ya know."

Hermione just shook her head, "Go to bed Neville, we're not doing anything."

Harry looked at the grandfather clock, they were going to be late and he really didn't want to keep Severus waiting. "You don't understand. It's important." He had to think of something that didn't involve his friend spending the night petrified on the common room floor.

Hermione had other ideas. She drew her wand, "I'm really sorry about this Neville. Petr..."

Neville reacted as soon as she got to the word 'sorry' by dodging to one side and casting the disarming charm and summoning Hermione's wand. "Don't ever think about doing that again." he looked to Harry wondering if he'd have to face his wand too, only to find Harry with one hand on his stomach and the other over his mouth as he tried to smother his laughter.

Eventually Harry calmed down and clapped Neville on the shoulder, "That was brilliant. Do you want to come with us?"

Neville blushed and smiled happily at the praise, "I thought you'd never ask." he tossed Hermione's wand back before sliding his own up his sleeve and Trevor into his pocket.

Hermione caught her wand and shook her head as she rolled her eyes.

They had no trouble reaching their destination. As they looked around the darkened Great Hall, Neville whispered loudly, "What are we looking for?"

As Harry turned to answer a smooth silky voice said, "Indeed. That is a very good question Mr. Longbottom." Severus smirked as he stepped out of the shadows.

The boy jumped and squeaked, "I knew it. I knew you'd get in trouble Harry."

Sev sneered, "Mr. Potter is not in trouble. Yet. You however might be."

Harry sighed, "I don't suppose telling you to play nice would work?" he then chuckled as Sev raised his eyebrow. "Alright, I didn't think so. Help me move the tables. We need to be able to see the whole floor."

Four wands swished and flicked as they each moved one of the tables. Once the floor was clear the pattern, a very subtle mosaic in various shades of gray, ranging from almost white to a dark charcoal, was visible as a stylized Hogwarts Seal surrounded by concentric circles.

Hermione huffed gesturing at the floor, "This isn't even mentioned in Hogwarts a History. There's three pages about this hall, mostly about the ceiling but nothing about there being anything on the floor.

"Indeed." Severus said, "I've lived in this castle most of my life and never noticed this." he turned to Harry, "Mr. Potter, if you would care to explain?" he was frowning with his arms crossed a teacher waiting for an answer.

Harry smirked, "I told you I was talking to Sal, he wants me to find something."

Neville snorted, "I'm not even going to ask who Sal is, but what exactly did he say?" he was walking around the edge of the seal looking at it intently.

Severus briefly looked surprised but hid it well. He was not used to the confident and competent side of this boy who couldn't seem to brew even the simplest potion without it exploding.

Hermione was following Neville also studying the stones.

"Here," Neville pointed, "Hermione, isn't this a Notice-Me-Not rune?"

Hermione knelt with an odd look on her face. "It is and it isn't." she said as Severus and Harry moved to look as well. She looked up at the men around her, "See, this part is." she touched the marks with one finger, "But this," her finger moved, "this extra squiggle makes it..." she shrugged, "I don't really know. I wish you had told me his was about runes Harry. I could have brought a reference book." she really did not like not knowing, and hated having to admit this fact.

Sev frowned, "It is a conditional mark, Miss Granger, insuring that those with no need will not remember having seen it. Have you not studied this?" she shook her head and he smirked slightly, "No I suppose you would not have yet. If you would like I have some books that I would be willing to loan you as long as you do not let any one know where you got them." his eyes moved to Neville, "I must admit to some surprise Mr. Longbottom. I was unaware you studied Runes."

Neville studied the professor for a moment, "Have you ever met my Gran, Professor?" since he was no longer in Potions class, Neville was considerable more at ease with the Potions Master.

Severus blinked at the seeming non-sequencer and nodded, "Briefly, a long time ago." Harry noticed the slight pained look to Sev's eyes.

"Suffice to say I've studied a little of every thing during the Hols." Neville said as he went back to studying the seal.

Severus thought he herd him mumble, "She's a lot scarier than you." and couldn't help snorting as laughter tried to bubble out of him since the only thing he remembered of Frank's mother was being terrified of her.

Hermione turned from her examination of the floor to ask, "Professor, are you alright?" her concern was evident in her tone and face, and just made him want to laugh more.

The Professor covered his face and turned away, shoulders shaking with the effort to contain his mirth.

Harry rolled his eyes, "You know Sev if you just laugh and get it over with we could get on with what we are doing. You don't have to take a test tomorrow."

Sev choked out, "How did you know about that?"

Hermione who had rolled her eyes and gone back to looking at the floor absently said, "Professor Flitwick always tells us when he's giving a test."

Severus' eyes met Harry's and they both burst out laughing. Neville and Hermione were shocked by the light almost musical sound that issued from the usually grim Potions Master.

Then Neville chuckled, "Test in Potions class tomorrow, I think Hermione."

"What? A test, but I haven't studied." she looked about ready to panic.

Still chuckling Severus said, "That is the point of a pop quiz, Miss Granger. If you can not answer with out studying then you don't really know the material." he eyed Harry, "Which brings us back to Mr. Longbottom's question." his eyebrow quirked upwards.

Neville snorted, "Which one? What are we looking for? What did that guy say? Why does Harry trust him? What's he want with what ever it is?" he smirked slightly, "I could probably come up with a few more but those seem to be the most important at the moment." he didn't ask out loud, 'Why haven't we been given detention or expelled for being out after curfew?' but it was something he really wanted to know.

Harry cleared his throat as the others all stared at him, "Sal, a portrait here in the castle is a distant ancestor of mine. He wants me to find the Keystone to the castles awareness, so that I can be keyed in and thus be able to communicate with her." He smiled, "What he actually said was:"

"I can give you some food for thought.
Its seal is hidden in plain sight. sealed within and opened from above.
Speak to reveal the Snake's meddling.
Bleed to be acknowledged."

Harry shrugged "And he said to be sure to move the furniture." He flicked his fingers at the tables and benches stacked along the walls.

Hermione shuddered, "Is that another prophesy?" she was really beginning to hate divination.

Neville shook himself, "It sure sounds like it. A real one I mean, not that crap that Trelawney spouts most of the time." He wasn't all that impressed with the flaky Divination teacher, even though he did not know the exact words, he was aware that she was the one that had made the prophesy about Harry and Voldemort. After giving it some thought the summer after fifth year he had recognized the figure from the broken prophesy globe and had discussed it with Harry.

Harry shrugged, "It doesn't really matter, I've decided that prophesies are just riddles, and that destiny is not written in stone." He had done some research and found that Prophesies were almost never fully understood until they were fulfilled.

"Harry?" Hermione said thoughtfully, "Is this why you were asking about Parsel-Runes?"

"Parsel What?" Severus ask from where he was examining the floor beyond the largest circle.

Harry nodded to Hermione and said, "Sal said he used Parsel-Runes on the foundation, border markers and keystone to allow Hogwarts to understand and speak in Parseltongue." He looked down, "He is also concerned about the wards." He seemed to be concentrating rather hard, "his exact words were, 'I haven't felt the key turn in a long time.' I'm guessing that something physically turns but he could mean it metaphysically or symbolically I suppose," he shrugged.

They all looked at each other unsure of what to do now. Severus said, "Look here Harry, there are additional small crests around the large one." he pointed as he moved around the room, "Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff in the cardinal points as well as several others I do not recognize scattered around apparently randomly.

Hermione was mumbling, "Sealed with in and opened from above." She was trying to decipher the riddle as Harry called it.

Neville sighed, "But does that mean stand on the seal or seals?" he motioned from the large seal to the small crests.

"Or," questioned Severus, "Seal the room?"

Hermione shook her head shrugging and Harry taking a deep breath answered decisively, "Both."

Neville and Hermione each used a 'colloportus' on the small doors while Severus flicked his wand silently causing the shutters to slam shut as he stalked past. Harry hissed at the main door which slammed shut with a squelching sound.

"Sev," Harry started, receiving a glare, he smiled, "Do you have any idea who should stand where?"

Sev shook his head shrugging both hand raised. "I have no clue, other than I will hex the first person to suggest I stand in for Hufflepuff." He glared at each of them.

Neville grinned, "Just tell me where you want me." The lighting changed so soon after he said this, a beam of light resting on the small Gryffindor crest, that it was obvious that Hogwarts was trying to assist them.

Harry smiled, "Thank you my Lady. Where would you have me?" he didn't realize that he had slipped and that most of the words came out in Parseltongue. It was no surprise to the others that he was to take the spot opposite Neville.

Severus didn't ask he simply stepped to the Ravenclaw crest and motioned for Hermione to take the last spot. Laughing a bit she stood across from him on the Huffelpuff crest which the Head of Slytherin had so vehemently disdained.

They stood there a minute just looking at each other, they were all thinking about the same thing, 'What now?'

Harry chuckled and pointed his wand at the center of the large seal nodding for the others to do the same. "Alohomora, I think."

It sounded almost to simple but the others nodded and Hermione counted, "One, two, three..." and they all cast together.

At first nothing happened then there was a grinding sound and the large seal started to turn clockwise as it rose. Higher and higher until there was a forty foot tall pillar some thirty foot across in the middle of the Great Hall. It seemed to rise into the ceiling itself.

They all stood rooted to the spot staring in awe. There were several horizontal bands around the pillar's girth filled with rune sets, numbers and archaic writing as well as vertical panels of rune sets and hieroglyphs, bordered by colored lines some glowed or flashed different colors. Others were dark. There were also millions of crystals and gems of all shapes and sizes also flashing and glowing. And the ceiling above them had gone mostly dark with some odd swirls and colored lights radiating from the area that seemed to be touched by the pillar.

"Holy cricket." Hermione breathed. The Arithmetical equations to make this work were staggering not to mention that she could probably study the rune sets for years and not fully understand it all.

At the same time Severus whispered, "Merlin," he was thinking much the same thing Hermione was, there were at least a dozen languages on the thing and that was just on the side facing him. They could study the thing for years and barely scratch the surface.

"Wow! Harry?" Neville moved where he could see the other boy, "Do I have a dirty mind, or is Hogwarts glad to see us?" he ask with a completely straight face.

"NEVILLE!" Hermione shouted in outrage, while a sniggering sound came from the vicinity of the Potions Master who was currently out of view on the opposite side of the pillar.

Harry's laugh came out as almost a giggle, "I don't know," he shrugged, "I've always felt that Hogwarts was female."

Having gotten himself under control Severus joined the teens and they started a more or less systematic examination of the pillar. Hermione and Severus and Neville to everyone's surprise including his own, identified several areas that appeared to control different items an functions.

They found the panel that controlled the staircases including the one to the headmasters office were dark seeming to indicate that they were temporarily out of service or at least not moving. They found what they thought were the controllers for the Room of Requirement which was slowly blinking a very pale shade of yellow.

There were dozens of panels that seemed to be wards some were glowing steadily others flashed and still others were dark causing them to all worry. Severus confided to Harry that Albus would never talk to him about the wards for fear of the Dark Lord finding something he could use.

Neville found a panel covered in the same runes and arithmancy formulas that were used under the oil of a portrait, it was surrounded by hundreds of miniature representations of gargoyles, suits of armor, unidentifiable portraits and other assorted statues they were pretty sure this controlled the door guardians and portraits it was currently glowing so dimly that none of them thought any of the guardians would be moving at the moment.

After a while Harry was no longer able to follow the conversation and Neville was beginning to look a bit lost too.

"This is all very fascinating and all but how are we going to find what we are actually looking for?" Harry said into one of the pauses in the conversation.

Hermione glared at him not just for interrupting, "Harry do you remember why you ask me about Parsel-runes? 'Speak and be recognized' you might try hissing at it." She was also a bit irritated that he hadn't figured that out.

Harry grinned sheepishly, "Thanks, I didn't mean to interrupt." he then turned to the pillar and hissed, "Will you show me Salazar's meddling, my Lady?" he didn't see the others shiver as he was talking, only the several areas lit with a lurid green glow, that revealed brownish ruin sets between panels, and a large sharp looking clear green crystal above the largest set of previously hidden runes. Harry didn't think he just did what his instinct dictated. Raising his hand he sliced the palm on the stone which flashed deep crimson for a second before all of the relevant rune sets as well as a few others started to turn blood red.

Severus gasp as he watched Harry cut himself and was there to catch the teen before he hit the floor. "Master," he whispered, "What did you do?" he nearly hissed, "Please tell me your alright." he didn't even realize what he had called Harry in his worry.

Harry smiled and hissed as he patted Sev's arm and snuggled closer but didn't open his eyes. Severus shuddered violently but pulled the young man tighter as he lay his cheek against the soft messy hair. Harry kept hissing as though he was having a conversation with some one none of them could see or hear.

Hermione sat on the floor on the other side of Harry, taking hold of his hand. Neville lay one hand on the Professor's shoulder, he had heard what the Professor had called his friend and it confused him, but since Harry hadn't objected he would wait until he could talk to him about it before passing judgment.

It was almost fifteen minutes before Harry opened his eyes and smiled up at Sev. "Hey," he whispered, "You alright?" he brought his hand up to caress Sev's cheek.

Sev scowled, "Damn-it Potter. You scared the hell out of me, you bloody Gryffindor idiot," he growled fiercely as he pulled the boy tighter to his chest.

Harry just smiled and tightened his arms around the older man.

Neville looked a bit shocked before smiling, he was happy that Harry was ok and apparently happy.

"You scared us all half to death, Harry. What were you thinking? Cutting yourself like that?" Hermione chided gently. She couldn't even imagine trying to explain this to the headmaster and what would Ron think if she let Harry get hurt on an adventure that he hadn't even known about. It was almost worse than the time turner cock-up in third year.

Severus snorted and Harry sighed smiling sheepishly, "I'm a foolish Gryff that doesn't think, just rushes in and does things," he looked at Severus, "Sal is going to be irritated with me."

Neville who's attention had been drawn to the sinking pillar whispered, "There is an awful lot of bluish-green on there now."

Harry swallowed, "Yeah, that's why he's going to be irritated." he sat up groaning a bit, "He said not to touch them, and I think I'm holding about half the wards now," the other three just looked at him. "And I think I'd like to sleep for about three weeks." he yawned.



AN: Hopefully the next chapter won't take so long. Thank you to any one who has reviewed. If you like what I'm doing or there is something you want to see let me know in a review.
BertaS