The Phoenix Rises

A/N: I’m sorry this chapter took so long to post…almost two weeks…AARRGGHH! Unfortunately, it couldn’t be helped…not only has my life been a bit more hectic lately, but I’ve had a tremendous writers block and as much as I tried, just couldn’t get my thoughts down the way I wanted them. I refuse to put up a junky chapter just to say I posted…I won’t do that to my faithful readers. Hopefully, this block is over with and I will again be posting regularly (which is usually every two to three days). JKR owns all but this plot…and any original character’s I create! ENJOY!

Thanks to all the wonderful reviews!! You guy’s are the BEST! I will say that those of you who want me to hook Harry/Cam up with Lily…it just ain’t gonna happen!!! Cam may not be as biologically related to her anymore, but she is still essentially his mother…YUCK! I don’t do incest!

Expectations

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Waking up fairly early the next morning, Cam carefully removed himself from Hermione’s grasp and headed into the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead. Knowing that he would be addressing several groups of people today, namely the students and most assuredly the Ministry, Cam decided to dress in his formal elven battle robes after he showered.

Making his way into the closet, Cam first put on his hunter green leather britches and knee high boots that looked as if they’d been poured on his body, then a sheer silk cream dress shirt was tucked in and laced up from the lower ribs to the neck. Next, to complete the whole outfit, he put on a sage colored velvet sleeveless robe with a mandarin collar which was fastened with four, six carat diamond buttons evenly spaced from the neck to his waist. The robe, which flared just enough to make walking easier as it descended down to the floor, had an intricate pattern done in spun gold threading that to the trained eye formed complex protection runes but to everyone else it looked like fancy swirls that were merely there as decoration.

Once he dried his hair, Cam entered the bedroom and chuckled when he saw Hermione, the ever studious and early riser, still fast asleep. Considering the late hour they went to bed, he decided to let her have a lie in, so left her a note to be in the Great Hall for the assembly. Leaving the suite with the intention of making his way to Galdor’s room, Cam was surprised to see Draco waiting in the hall, just outside his portrait.

Giving the younger man the once over, Cam asked, “Draco, what can I do for you?”

Giving a small bow, Draco responded, “My Lord…I…I’ve spent the better part of the night talking with my father about everything, and I’m still a bit confused about certain things. If you’re willing, may I ask you a few questions?”

“I was just on my way to early morning meeting with Hecate, Galdor, and your father, but if you’d like to step back into my suite, I will try to answer any questions you have, providing they are not personal in nature or something I am oath bound not to speak of.” Cam responded, heading back to his suite.

After taking seats in his living room and calling Dobby to bring tea and coffee, Cam said, “What’s on your mind, Draco?”

Taking in a steadying breath, Draco began, “After listening to my father’s explanation as to what’s been going on this past year, what I’d like to know is how you plan on defeating the Dark Lord? My father explained that he was basically just posing as a Death Eater but was actually spying for you and Galdor…but this will not stop the Dark Lord from calling me to be marked in less than a month when I turn seventeen. I need to know why I should trust that you will win this war and, considering our past, why I should follow you.”

With no emotion showing on his face, but seething inside, Cam coolly responded, “Let’s get one thing straight, Draco…I am the Dark Lord, not that half-blood imposter whose name is Tom Riddle. This conversation will end now if you continue to refer to Riddle as the Dark Lord, and I will do absolutely nothing to help you now or in the future.”

“I meant no disrespect, My Lord…I just don’t know any other way to refer to him.” Draco said shakily, feeling very intimidated by this new and cold Harry Potter.

“Call him Tom, Riddle, or hell, call him jackass for all I care, but you will not refer to him as the Dark Lord any further. That title is held by me alone…got it?”

“Yes, sir.” Draco instantly said, not wanting to earn the ire of the man in front of him.

“Good, now to answer your questions, I will not tell you how I plan on defeating Riddle, but just know that I do have a plan. When you’re called to be marked, as I can see it, you have two choices; one, don’t go and proclaim an allegiance to the true Lords of Magic; or two, go to that monster, take his mark and die along side him. I guarantee that these are your only options, and as far as our past is concerned, that is where it belongs…in the past. I’m several years older than you and will be extremely busy ruling over the Dark, so if you think I am going to waste any more time on petty rivalries and name calling, you are sadly mistaken. I have become a man of action, Draco, so if you cross me, you will answer to me and be punished accordingly…it’s that simple. I really don’t care if you trust me, but trust that I will hold you responsible for any actions or inactions that you take from here on out. You’re almost an adult, so start acting like it.”

Feeling irritated, Draco hotly said, “How can you expect me to forget the six years of hatred between us and just blindly follow you because you said to? That’s just not good enough!”

“Be careful, Draco.” Cam said in a low, threatening tone. “I have given you your options, now it is time to choose. Your father has explained everything you need to know, along with the information you received last night when Dumbledore paid for his crimes and all the explanations that preceded his death. Have you not listened to what Hecate, Lily, Galdor, Lucius, and I have been saying in the last 15 hours? I will say this, if you decide to follow Galdor and I, we will protect you with our lives, just like anyone else who chooses the ways of Magic, however, if you follow that perverted madman, I will personally hunt you down and rip out your very soul in the most painful way possible only to condemn it to hell for all eternity…I just thought you needed to know where I stand. This meeting is over.”

Standing up, Cam escorted Draco from his suite, and made his way to Galdor’s room. Once inside, Cam, Galdor, Lucius, and Hecate sat around the dining table and, over breakfast, discussed what they would say to the students and how they would handle the Ministry later that afternoon. Making their way down to the Great Hall, the group was met by Lily, James, Sirius, Remus and Charlie in the Entrance Hall.

Giving her son a warm smile, Lily said, “Don’t you look extremely handsome this morning, as well as a little intimidating…not trying to scare the students, are you?”

With a smirk firmly in place, Cam responded, “Not at all. Can I help it that I always look this good?”

Laughing out at his godson’s response, Sirius said, “Merlin, Cam! You never cease to amaze me!”

“It’s my life’s goal to keep you on your toes, Sirius.” said Cam, giving his godfather a cheesy smile. This just proceeded to set the rest of them off, and when they finally all calmed down, Galdor asked, “Shall we go in and get this assembly over with?” When they entered the Great Hall some of the students gasped when they saw James, Lily and Sirius enter, but remained seated and otherwise silent while the group ascended the raised platform where the teacher’s table usually resided.

Hecate step forward and began, “Good morning, teachers and students. Over the next hour or so, Galdor, Camthalion, and I will do our best to explain what is happening in your world and how you, wizarding society in general, and the Ministry will fit into the re-established old ways and how the laws that govern over Magic will affect everyone. Let me first lay to rest some of your fears by saying not much will change in your day to day lives. You will still attend school, go on Hogsmeade trips, play Quidditch, and pretty much do what you have always done, with the only exception being what you, as students, will study.

“Have you never wondered why some students or families excel in certain areas of magic, like the dark arts or curses, while others are better at charms and light magic? The reasons for this is simple…balance. Without the dark, there can be no light and without the light, there can be no dark...and without balance there will be no magic. Long ago, during one of the most prosperous times the wizarding world has ever seen, Hogwarts taught a more diversified curriculum, which included Blood Magic, Dark Magic, Elemental Magic, Runic Casting and many others branches of magic. Also, did you know that Hogwarts used to accept all magical beings to learn just like you witches and wizards do today?” said Hecate, pausing to look over the room.

After a few moments she continued, “I can see the doubt on many of your faces concerning the types of magic once taught here and those that were once allowed to attend this wonderful school, although as the Goddess of Magic, I find it rather disheartening that you would question this information. Let me give you a few examples; Professor Flitwick is one quarter Goblin, Professor Hagrid is a half Giant, and Professor Vector is a full blooded Vampire and all three were taught at Hogwarts before Dumbledore was named Headmaster. Does anyone here know why the Avada Kedarva Curse came into existence?”

A brave 5th year Ravenclaw raised her hand, and when motioned by Hecate to stand, she replied, “I’m not sure who invented it, but its sole use is to bring death to anyone it is cast upon, with the only known exception being Harry Potter.”

Hecate gave a sad smile and said, “That is partially correct, but it is equally wrong. Healer Mungo Bonham, whose family always embraced the Dark side of Magic and the very healer that St. Mungo’s is named for, invented the curse as a way to end the needless suffering of dieing patients and animals. At one time, the Avada Kedarva was considered a Light Magic spell, listed under the Medicinal and Healing branches of magic, until a pretentious Dark Lord wannabe decided that he would twist the curse and use it for evi, making the intent evil, thereby giving the curse such a bad reputation that it was classified as unforgivable. The curse is not evil, or hate induced, it just is. The intent is what makes its use right or wrong.

“The same goes for the Imperious and the Cruciatus Curses. The Imperious Curse was invented by a Mind Healer in the hopes of saving suicide victims by over taking their minds temporarily, and the Cruciatus Curse was used as a way of jump starting the heart and nervous system in those that suffered heart attacks or strokes. As with many forms of magic, they were misused and distorted so much that they became outlawed for any use. I want you to think about something for the next few minutes…is it not just as easy to kill someone with the Wingardium Leviosa or a banishing or summoning charm as it is with Avada Kedarva?”

Taking a break, Hecate went over to Cam and Galdor and said, “Galdor, after I ask the students to give their answer, I want you to take over the explanations, and Camthalion, I want you to go over the new curriculum and answer any questions that may arise.”

In unison, Galdor and Cam bowed then responded, “As you wish it, My Goddess.”

Turning back to the student body, Hecate asked, “Those of you who think it is just as easy to kill using the light charms as with the Avada Kedarva curse, please stand.”

About two thirds of the students stood, more than Hecate expected, and giving a smile she said, “It makes me exceedingly proud to see so many of you standing; that all of you were able to look past the prejudices of your world and see the validity behind my explanations does you credit. To those of you still sitting, Galdor will attempt to further explain and hopefully after he is done, you will also better understand.”

Galdor stood in front of the crowd and said, “Thank you, Goddess. The point Hecate was trying to make is really quite simple, and if I could have a volunteer from someone who is still sitting, I will proceed to clarify any doubts you may have. I promise no one will be hurt during this.”

Seeing no hands, Galdor walked down the Gryffindor table to where Ron was sitting and said, “Well, since there doesn’t seem to be a volunteer, for your inappropriate behavior last night, Ron, I will be using you for this demonstration.”

“WHAT!” yelled Ron, jumping up from his seat. “You can’t force me to do anything! Bloody hell, Bill…” Ron trailed off after seeing the fury brewing in his brother’s eyes.

Leaning in close so that Ron was the only one who could hear, Galdor coldly said, “You will never learn to keep that mouth of yours in check, will you Ron? Now, you will do as I say, or the punishment for disobeying me will be even more severe. Is that understood?”

Gulping, Ron responded simply in a voice that squeaked, “Yes.”

Raising his voice so that the rest of the Great Hall could hear, Galdor continued, “Glad you see things my way, Ron. If you will give me a few moments to set everything up, I am quite sure that I’ll be able convince any of you who still disbelieve.”

Quickly casting a couple of quick but powerful cushioning charms and without notice, Galdor cast Wingardium Leviosa on Ron, who immediately shot straight up to the ceiling some 30 feet above the crowd, screaming the whole way.

“Now as you can see, I have just cast Wingardium Leviosa on Ron. What do you think would happen if I were to cancel the charm while he was still so high up?” asked Galdor.

From her seat just three feet away, Ginny whispered, “He would crash and most likely die from his injuries.”

“That is correct, Ginny. For those of you who did not hear, she said that he would crash and likely die. FINITE!” Galdor yelled, and as Ron fell back to earth, several people began screaming and a few even fainted.

Once Ron landed, uninjured due to the cushioning charm cast prior to the stunt, he jumped up and screamed, “Are you COMPLETELY MAD! I could have DIED!”

“Nonsense, Ron…that’s why I cast the charms before we started. Like I said when I asked for volunteers, no one will be hurt…that is unless someone doesn’t watch his mouth.” Galdor growled out the last bit.

“Okay, that was Wingardium, but lets try the banishing charm next…REPELLERE!” yelled Galdor, sending Ron across the room where he hit the wall, and then without a seconds warning, Galdor summoned him back, yelling, “ACCIO RON”. Much to Ron’s horror, he was now headed towards his brother at an alarming rate of speed, where there was a long, razor sharp sword awaiting his arrival. As he drew nearer, Ron screamed for his very life and at the very last second, the sword vanished and he was slowed down and gently caught by Bill.

Smiling down at Ron, Galdor gave his brother a smile then looked around the room to see the stunned and in some cases laughing faces of the students of Hogwarts. With a playful smirk, Galdor asked for the second time, “Would everyone who thinks it’s just as easy to kill with the light charms as it is with an unforgivable please stand?”

This time, everyone in the Great Hall stood, and giving a nod, Galdor enthusiastically said, “Excellent! You may all be seated.”

Galdor waited till all was quiet again and then said, “So as you can see, as the Lord of the Light, I am just as capable of killing as someone well versed in Dark Magic. If Light Magic can be used to harm or kill, can Dark Magic be used for doing good? The answer to that question is yes, as Hecate pointed out earlier.”

“However,” at this, Galdor became very, very serious and giving a stern look he continued, “that does not mean that everyone is qualified, experienced, or mature enough to use the more advanced forms of magic like Runic Casting, Blood Magic, Druidic Magic, or Elemental Magic. Instead of teaching Magical Ethics and learning to embrace the many branches of magic we have spoken of this morning, in the last 50 plus years, the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot have taken the easy way out and banned them, not even attempting to understand there usefulness. This all stems from people who seek to corrupt it or control it to fit their needs, experience, or magical levels. That is where the Lord of the Dark and I come in.”

Turning to head back up to the raised platform, Galdor again faced the students and said, “Along with many other duties, Camthalion and I have also been tasked with re-educating the wizarding world, ensuring that all magic is learned and practiced. All of you will be given the opportunity to learn any form of magic that you show adeptness for, but without proper training and guidance, both the Dark and Light sides of magic, especially the advanced forms, can be used to cause harm, and that is one of the reasons why your school curriculum is being overhauled. I will now turn this assembly over to the Lord of the Dark for further explanation as to what will be changed here at Hogwarts.”

Giving a nod to Galdor, Cam stepped forward and addressed the students, “Good morning, everyone. To keep things as simple as possible, there will be three new classes added immediately, and three more will be added at the start of next year. Next year the new classes will be Druid Magic, Dark Arts, and Runic Casting, and the ones being introduced into this year’s curriculum will be the Ethics, which is mandatory for all students, Magical and Non-Magical Fighting, available to 3rd year and up, and Independent Study.

“In order to be accepted into the Independent Study class, you must show an aptitude for any of the other branches of magic such as; Elemental Magic, Blood Magic, Chaos Magic, Necromancy, Spell Invention, Empathic Magic, Aura Reading and so on. Only those 5th year and above will be allowed to join these classes and in order to be accepted, an oath will be required, but that will be discussed in your Ethics class. Anyone interested in taking any of the new classes will be tested first to ensure you are capable of learning these forms of magic. Are there any questions so far?” finished Cam.

Theodore Nott from Slytherin raised his hand and when motioned by Cam to stand, he asked, “Why is it required that we take Ethics?”

“That is an excellent question, Mr. Nott. The reason behind the class is to prevent the corruption and misuse often associated with using many of the branches of magic we have mentioned today. All of the new courses require those who study them to be extremely studious as well as being powerful, both magically and physically, hence the reason for the placement testing. Not everyone is capable of doing these advanced forms of magic, and because of their potential, learning magic and moral ethics is required. Far too many witches and wizards have misused their powers and abilities just because they could, and that is something that will no longer be tolerated. Just to let you know, Galdor and I had to complete and pass the exact same class that we are requiring you to take and pass.”

Seeing another hand raised over at the Hufflepuff table, Cam motioned for Susan Bones to ask her question next. “Why are only those 5th year and above being allowed entry into most of the new classes?”

Giving the girl a nod to show he heard her question, Cam answered, “The younger years, simply put, are not powerful enough to safely learn any form of advanced magic. The way we have it set up, anyone who qualifies; their 5th year class will be the beginner or introductory level, 6th year being the intermediate level, and 7th year being the skilled level for each of the new classes. If, after completing your education here at Hogwarts, you wish to go on and earn an advanced level, or mastery, you will either need to attend one of the magical universities or enter into an apprenticeship.”

Hermione was called on next, and after standing, she asked, “What methods will be used to determine if someone is qualified or not to be accepted into these new classes?”

“First, let me say that all testing will be strictly confidential and only those judging will know whether or not you even tried out for the classes. Having said that, there will be two panels of judges, each consisting of three teachers, two members from the Board of Governor’s, two impartial adults from outside of Hogwarts and Galdor and I will each be on one of the panels. We will measure spell strength in a series of drills that must be completed, put you through a simple physical fitness challenge and do several different magical scans on each person wishing to enroll in the new courses. For those of you that feel you will not qualify, please test out anyway, you never know.”

Taking a look around the room and seeing no more hands up, Cam stated, “I would like to ask all those who KNOW they are more gifted with Dark Magic to please go to the right side of the hall, and those who KNOW they are more gifted with Light Magic to go to the left. For those of you, who are unsure, please come to the center of the Hall.”

As Cam watched the crowd move about, he was surprised by the number of students that found their way to the center of the room. This was very good to say the least as those who were more neutral tended to be more open minded concerning both the Dark and the Light sides of Magic.

When everyone was sorted, Cam said, “Very good. As it is almost lunch time, please take a seat at the nearest table and those of you that are in the middle, Galdor, Hecate and I will be sitting with you to answer any questions you may still have. Please feel free to ask us anything and if we are unable to answer, we will let you know why. Those of you that are on the left and right, you too may ask us questions, but we would appreciate it if you would give us the first 45 minutes of lunch with the center group. After we are through eating, we will circulate around the room. Thank you, and enjoy your lunch.”

When Camthalion finished his lunch, he headed over to the Dark Magic side to see if anyone had any questions, but when he got there, was met with a great deal of animosity from several of the upper year students. Raising an eyebrow in response to the sneers he was receiving, Cam asked in a cold tone, “Is there a problem with your lunch or is something else bothering you?”

Pansy was the first to respond and spat out, “I don’t know who you think you’re fooling, Potter, but the Dark Lord will destroy you for trying to take his rightful place. You may have everyone else in here convinced that you and Weasley along with that woman are something special, but you’re nothing but a half-blood, and we all know it!”

“Is that what you think, Ms. Parkinson? Who else at this table feels the same way?” asked Cam, looking unaffected by her words, but as with Draco earlier, he was beyond angry inside. It was time to teach these children a little lesson.

Seeing about 20 hands go up, and noticing that Draco’s was not one of them, Cam said, “I guarantee that I am no half-blood, unlike Voldemort, but if you think yourselves so much better than me, I challenge all of you to a duel.”

When everyone at the table shuttered at the mention of Voldemort’s name, Cam decided it was time to explain to everyone how ridiculous their reactions were and so walked back up to the raised area and said, “May I have everyone’s attention?” How many of you know who Thomas Marvolo Riddle is?” Looking around, Cam counted about 30 students with their hands raised, much to Cam’s disappointment.

Deciding to get this over with, Cam started, “Tom Riddle, who is named after is father, is a wizard who was raised and abused in a muggle orphanage after his muggle father left his pregnant wife when she informed him that she was a witch. He came to Hogwarts and excelled at magic, but was not satisfied with what was being taught to him, so after graduating top in his class and having been Head Boy, he traveled around the world to seek the education he thought he deserved. Because of the abuse suffered at the orphanage, Tom was not a happy or pleasant person; instead, he wanted revenge on all muggles for what a few did to him.

“After returning to England, Tom killed his father for abandoning him, tortured and killed everyone at the orphanage where he grew up, even going as far as to hunt down those that were no longer there. Hate began to consume him on the inside, but at this point in his life, he was still a charismatic man whose ideals about blood purity appealed to a very large portion of the wizarding world. Has anyone guessed who I’m talking about yet?” asked Cam.

Shaking his head, Cam continued, “None of you have figured it out, or are you just too afraid to say Voldemort?” At this, gasps and screams rang out through the Great Hall, and even some of the sneering Slytherin’s looked very pale over the explanation Cam had given.

After a few minutes, the hall was once again quiet and while giving a stern look, Cam said, “You’re all crippled by your fear, so much that you can’t even fathom saying that hypocrite’s name. Yes, people, Voldemort is a hypocrite…any one who preaches pure blood supremacy when they are nothing but a half-blood makes that person a hypocrite. Is Tom Riddle powerful? Yes. Is Tom Riddle knowledgeable in many forms of magic? Yes. Does he deserve the power you give him when you won’t even say his name? No. Tom Riddle, or Voldemort, is nothing more than a terrorist, a madman hell bent on destroying our world with his vile and evil ways. By saying his name, you’re declaring that he has no power over you and that you will not bow down and kiss anyone’s hem, let alone some vengeful hypocrite’s.”

Walking back over to the Slytherin table, Cam glared at the group of Voldemort supporters and in a tone filled with malice that shocked them all he said, “I believe we have some unfinished business regarding a duel that needs to be settled. When and where would you like the duel to take place?”

After several minutes when no one responded, Cam stated, “Since none of you seem to want to answer me, it will take place here and now.”

After addressing the school, Cam banished all the tables and put up a protective barrier around the perimeter of the room so the rest of the students and teachers would not be injured during the duel. Calling the 20 Slytherin students into the center of the hall, Cam spoke, “The rules are this; with the exception of the killing curse, anything goes…and I do mean anything. Now, Ms. Parkinson, let me show you how wrong your theories are.”

Thinking that Cam was asking for Pansy to start, the rest of the group started to back up to one of the barriers when he stopped them by asking, “Where do all of you think are going? I said that it was time to duel.”

“You want us all to duel you at the same time?” asked Theodore Nott, eyes wide at the implications being made.

“Yes. Galdor, if you’d be so kind as to start us off.” stated Cam.

“Of course, Camthalion.” said Galdor, then turning to the group with a smirk firmly planted on his face, he said, “Good luck, you’re going to need it.”

At the count of three, Cam through up a shield that block everything but the Avada Curse, and as the 20 students shot spell after spell at him, Cam calmed his mind and called forth his Chaos Magic, summoning the magical energies around, collecting them under the belief that he needed them to cool off the overheated and overworked duelers. After just 10 seconds, he felt he had magic collected and then released the energy, freezing all twenty students instantly in blocks of ice, only there heads were still exposed. All in all, the whole duel lasted about 25 seconds, much to the shock of the other duelers, and the amazement of everyone else watching.

Walking over to Pansy’s cube of ice, Cam asked, “Ms. Parkinson, have we now settled our differences, or would you like me to continue?”

Stuttering due to the cold surrounding her, Pansy responded, “No…no…it…it’s…set… settl…settled.”

“Good. I’ll have you all thawed out in just a few seconds.” Cam said smiling at the blue lipped Slytherins. Calling on the Druid Fire, he shot a mild ball at each cube, and in no time at all, all the duelers were freed from their frozen prisons, albeit more wet then when they started the duel.

Putting up a privacy barrier, Cam repeated what he’d told Draco earlier that morning to the 20 students that now stood before him. Not only did he tell them their options and promise each his and Galdor’s protection, but he also threatened the condemnation of their souls to hell should they side with Voldemort. None of the Slytherins questioned the validity of his threat, having witnessed first hand the sheer power Cam had at his disposal.

Shortly after Cam’s duel and conversation were over, McGonagall dismissed the students back to their dorms, leaving only the teaching staff, Lucius, James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Charlie, Hecate, Galdor, and Camthalion in the Great Hall.

Giving Cam a smile, James put a hand on his son’s shoulder and said, “That display of magic was quite impressive, Harry. What did they say or do to set you off?”

“Nothing I wasn’t expecting, but let’s just say they needed their warped views straightened out. As I told Draco this morning, I am a man of action and will not waste my time mincing unnecessary words. It’s like the old muggle saying says, ‘Actions speak louder than words.’” replied Cam.

Winking at Cam, James said, “I couldn’t agree more.”

“Harry, what form of magic did you use on them…I don’t believe I’ve ever seen anything like that done before.” asked Lily.

“The shield is was just an ancient Dark Magic shield that Galdor and I found in Hecate’s library; the freezing was a result of Chaotic Magic, and I used Druid Fire to melt them. In all honesty, they are really once you master them, but mastering them can be a nightmare.” Cam answered, wincing at the memories of learning to control Chaos and Druid magic.

This caused most in the room to laugh, with Galdor reacting in a similar manner to Cam. Noticing it was close to 2pm, the group, with the exception of the teachers, decided it was time to go and tackle the Ministry of Magic. After informing Minerva that they would indeed be staying in the castle tonight and most likely for the next couple of weeks, they all left Hogwarts and headed to London.

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Well, I know you all waited a while for this, but finally, this chapter is finished. I most likely won’t post again until Monday or Tuesday as I just found out my oldest brother and his family are coming for a visit this weekend, and seeing as they live almost 7 hours away, I’ll be a doting and devoted aunt and sister this weekend. Next up is the meeting with Fudge…OOOOHHHH it should be so much fun!