Unrequited Wrong

Chapter 32: My Sweet Valentine

I didn't know how I was going to tell Severus, or even if I should tell him. Day after day passed by and I sent him no message as to where I was, or how I was. I wasn't sure if he was becoming worried, however I could think of nothing to say and for the mean time I didn't want to say anything until I had made up my mind. But somehow days had turned into weeks, and with the march of time I found myself in a new job, though one of much better atmosphere than previous jobs. It was actually a bakery, and though it took me a while to get the hang of things, it was great.

When I had enough money, I moved out from living with Star, Iggy and Louis. I didn't quite like sharing a place with a married couple and somehow it didn't seem exactly right to live with a guy that was in love with me. I was after all married and even though I didn't know how things would turn out and even though Severus and I were not physically anywhere close to being together, it still didn't feel right to me. But I didn't abandon my friends, and promised that I wouldn't just up and leave again without giving notice.

Louis didn't seem to like it very much. He said that he was worried about me living on my own considering that I was pregnant. He was worried that something might happen to me, but I was sure I would be fine. I picked of course, a flat in a muggle neighborhood, not too far from my friends and I put up every protection charm that I could think of around my place. I couldn't be too careful. Not with everything that was going on. Times were getting harder and there were too many disappearances. I even put up protective charms on the bakery where I worked and the place where Louis worked. I even discretely charmed some of the muggle places around mine and the bakery... to try and help muggles where I could from being killed by Death Eaters. That was becoming quite common and I wanted to help.

But... life could be normal and tranquil as well. January soon gave way to February and with financial freedom I was finally able to get that list of Potions, and considering the morning sickness and the whole working in a bakery... I really needed them. Those potions though didn't worry me about having a relapse into addiction as they had nothing in them to get addicted to. I mean most of them were more like taking vitamins and for my pregnancy symptoms. Honestly I don't know why they call it morning sickness when you go the whole day feeling nauseous. Thankfully though, the wizarding world has a cure for that. Thank Merlin. Well no, literally its thanks to Dily's who invented the potion for morning sickness. Great witch that one.

Which of course reminded me to make an appointment to see a medi-witch at St. Mungo's seeing as I hadn't bothered to contact one of the others that were better qualified for this sort of thing. I popped in on Valentines morning... seeing as I assumed it would be a miserable day at the bakery what with all the lovey dovey couples coming in to buy sweets for the occasion. Being pregnant and miserable made me want to take my head off things as much as possible, especially the fact that I was preggers and alone.

Walking quickly as I was late, I hurriedly walked towards the room where I was too meet with the mediwitch. As I walked in, I found myself being scowled at by the most stern of witches. Actually she kind of reminded me of McGonagall, though several years older. Already the thin, tall, witch's hair had become completely silver and by the magnification of her eyes, it seemed her glasses were rather thick.

"You're late," she said as she pointed to the chair where I was to sit. I merely nodded at this. The following examination was rather awkward and felt like it took ages to me. She asked me for the potions that I was taking, and then made several tests to make sure that the baby was growing perfectly fine. "Would you like to know the sex?" she asked at long last. I merely nodded in response. Louis and I were dying to know what the child was. He said he had a feeling that it was going to be a girl. As for myself... I wasn't really sure what it would be. I didn't really care. Though I supposed a part of me really wanted it to be a boy. I wanted to have a little Severus running around one day.

"Yes, I want to start thinking up names," I replied as I stared at her. I wasn't sure what I would name the child either way. The two perfect names that sprung up to mind, I imagined would bring me a lot of heartache every time I said them. It was therefore hard for me to pick I name that I was partial to, one that was endearing and did not pain me every time to say.

"Very well. Drink this," she said as she handed me a potion. I merely nodded and proceeded to drink the clear liquid. Oddly enough it tasted awful. I wasn't sure why it was always clear potions that tasted awful. I'd always imagined that they should taste like water, like nothing because they were see-through. However, that was not the case, they tasted as bad as most potions.

"So how do you know what the sex is?" I asked after shivering at the awful taste and handing back the vial to the witch. She didn't respond, merely grabbed the shirt that I was wearing and pulled it up. I jerked slightly at this, however, soon saw why she had done it. A very complex and archaic design started to form around my belly button. The color was whiter than my skin and had a pearlescent sheen to it, kind of like the scales or rainbow fishes. "What does that mean?" I asked as the swirling finally came to a stop.

"This," she said, pointing to the area beneath my belly button, where the markings seemed to make an arrowhead pointing down. "Means that you are having a girl," she replied, as the markings started to slowly become invisible. I furrowed my brow, watching them disappeared as my heart seemed to change its beat. My heart seemed to go out to the poor female child that was still forming inside my womb.

"Oh all the pain that you will suffer," I whispered softly as I stared down at my belly. My vision blurred slightly as I thought of the story of my life, and that of Monica's. I thought of the Hufflepuff girl that I had once consoled whose name I could no longer remember, and I thought of the pain that millions of women had to live through to become a woman. Periods, pregnancy, the injustice of a world geared towards men... it didn't seem fair.

"It is our lot in life," the medi-witch said with a shrug of her thin shoulders. I looked up into her eyes, which suddenly softened. Smiling down at me she said, "But we are not alone. There are men that suffer just as much. All we can do is learn to love," she said as she patted me on my shoulder. I nodded at this as I thought about Severus, about my father, and about Louis. Of course there were the nice guys, or the men that loved too much. Life wasn't fair to anyone and all there was to it was to make the best of it. "I want you back here in four weeks, to make sure the baby is still progressing well, and keep taking your Potions... okay?" she asked. I merely nodded in response as I pulled my cloak tightly around me and made my way out.

I was in less of a hurry on my way out, seeing as I had the whole day off. I was wrapped up in thoughts about the child growing within me, and still thinking about all the mixed feelings about life and whether or not it was really fair to allow someone to be born, when I suddenly had to stop. Was I doing the right thing bringing a child into this world? Was it fair of me to bring her to this world were Voldemort was a threat? Where all there was was chaos?

Taking a deep breath, I merely shook my head. I already made my decision. Not everything in this life was pain. Undoubtedly in my experience most of it was... but then there was also so much light. Even in my life... I had managed to find bits and pieces of it. I had Louis when I was little, Monica for most of my Hogwarts career. I had known love... many different types in my miserable life. The storm could not always rage on... sometimes the clouds parted and rays of light show through enough that you could forget yourself. And my child would at least always have me and I would protect her form everything as best I could. I would not forsake her the way the woman who birthed me had abandoned me. She wasn't going to be alone the way that I was, she wouldn't have to fend for herself. I would look after her for as long as I was allowed.

When I came out of the hospital, I could see despite the paleness that it was still only about two in the afternoon or so. I wasn't really sure what I was going to do with my day off as I made my way through the streets of London, but for the moment I was fine with simply walking around, clearing my mind and trying to wrap my mind around the big news. I was having a girl, and I knew all the negative implications that it involved, but I wanted to think about other things.

What was she going to be like? Was she going to act like me, or would she act like her father? In the looks department, there didn't seem much of a choice. It seemed unlikely that she would have anything but straight black hair and black eyes, after all her father and I both had those characteristics. The mouth... I rather hoped that it would be like mine, just as I hoped that she wouldn't have her fathers nose(not that I have anything against Severus' nose, I think it suits him. But somehow I don't think it would be so great for a little girl). However, I found that more than anything I only cared that she was born perfectly healthy.

When it started to get dark out, I decided to visit Louis at his job. He worked at this bar that was really a lot more restaurant/diner where on weekends sometimes bands came into play. Louis worked waiting tables, and did odd jobs around the place so that he could perform on stage some days with the band. I knew that he was probably having his break, and his boss didn't really seem to mind if I came by the place and ate with him from time to time. His boss was actually quite cool and the old man didn't seem to mind me. Actually he seemed rather fond of me for some reason, he said that he reminded me of his granddaughter or something though the girl is only about ten or something.

Making my way into the place, which was really quite quaint with its red brick walls and mahogany, sturdy tables, I made my way over to the bar and sat down. "Hey Del, how'd the appointment go?" Louis asked with a great big smile as he saw me. I smiled over at him as he cleaned the bar and walked over. He had his hair tied up at the nape of his neck when he worked, so as to keep it out of his face when he was serving customers.

"Fine. Slow day, huh?" I asked as I looked around the place. He looked around as well. There was really no one at the place at the moment, but for a few people scattered at the tables. It was too early for dinner though, so I was kind of beating the rush.

"Yeah. Want the usual?" he asked as he stared at me. I merely smiled and nodded as he went to the back. He was back several minutes later, serving me from a great big tray. Lately I was eating a lot of Americanized greasy food. French fries, milkshakes, burgers. The fact that I was eating for two made me eat more of the crap that was probably clogging my arteries. "So what did they say?" he asked as he sat at a stool behind the bar, sitting opposite of me as I started to stuff my face.

"That the baby's good," I said through a mouthful as I drank thick, strawberry milkshake from a straw and stuffed some fries in my face. Louis was used to the way that I ate and was simply amused by it. His eating habits were really not much different from mine. Although, it seemed that some of his early upbringings from before the orphanage sometimes crept into his manners when he was eating. It made him seem stiff and stilted to me sometimes. "It's a girl," I said when I downed some of the food and was able to talk a bit.

A big smile suddenly lit up his face. "Really? Have you thought of any names for her?" he asked excitedly as he stared at me. He looked like he was bouncing in his seat, he seemed very excited about the fact that I was going to have a baby and he seemed like he was just gushing to talk about it. It made me wonder if there was something wrong with me. I still wasn't thrilled about the idea of having a baby. But I think I was slowly getting there. It was just the uncertainty of the future that disconcerted me.

"Only one special name comes to mind, but I don't think that I can ever say it again without..." I didn't finish what I was saying as I downcast my gaze. I think that he understood, even though I never really said too much to him about Monica. "Maybe it will be her middle name but... I don't know what I should call her. I want her name to be... sweet and all sunshine," I said as I looked up at him and smiled. Louis smiled at me softly in turn, and stared at me with those dark eyes that reminded me so much of Severus, who I suddenly missed.

Down-casting my gaze, I continued eating, though with a little less gusto than I had been eating with before. "So... what are you going to do today?" Louis asked. Looking up at him I merely shrugged my shoulders as I stuffed some fries in my mouth. It seemed so odd to me that the Americans called them French fries, but they were certainly delicious and they tasted even better when you dipped them in milkshake.

"I don't know, probably just going to watch some old films. What about you, are you working tonight?" I asked as I stared at him. He merely nodded in response before telling me an amusing story about Star and Iggy. They were the oddest couple, but they seemed to make it work and there was always a story to hear about their mildly dysfunctional relationship. Louis, being there to see them, always had some story to tell me about them.

When I was through, I merely got up and paid before leaving, Louis had to get back to work. I was a bit annoyed when I was nearly home and heard someone call out my name, I just wanted to get home and away from all the happy couples that got to be together today! Turning around, my eyes widened in response as I found myself staring at the last person on earth that I thought I would ever see again. I mean it took me a few minutes to recognize him as his dirty-blonde hair was no longer spiked but had been grown out so that you could now see his curls. However, those grey eyes were impossible to forget. I couldn't believe my incredibly, terrible luck of running into my ex, the boy I allowed to walk all over me and who I suffered so much over. And on VALENTINES DAY for Rowena's sake!

"Jake? What are you doing here?" I asked while my brow furrowed and I smiled at him awkwardly. Despite the fact that we had such a rocky relationship and a part of me had loathed him while we were together... our break-up wasn't something nasty. However, I had hoped that I would never have to see him again. Somehow, running into him near my flat was more than just a little disconcerting. I mean come on, what is a pureblood doing in muggle London and why so close to my place?

"I was just on my way to see my fiancé... " he didn't finish what he was saying as he suddenly started to blush, as though he had just realized who he was talking to and as though he thought that I still cared. I raised a brow at this as I stared at him, wondering why he thought that I would care that he was engaged. I didn't give a damn that he was engaged, although I felt sorry for whoever the girl was. Somehow I doubted that Jake had changed at all since we were together.

"Oh that's nice. Umm does she live around here?" I asked, hoping that the answer was no. I was a mere two blocks away from my flat and I didn't want her to live near me.

"Umm... no. Her parents live around here and we are having our engagement party," he replied as he looked down at me, he seemed a little reticent about sharing that information, as though he thought I was going to track the girl down and attack her. I mentally rolled my eyes and snorted at this. Apparently Jake gave himself more credit on the hold he'd had over me, than he actually had. Did he really think that I would not be over him yet? Especially after all the crap that he put me through?

I shook my head at this and thought about other things. I guessed that his fiancée was probably either a muggleborn or a muggle... seeing as there really weren't many wizards in my neighborhood, not that I noticed at least. Thought, it was a bit odd to see Jake dressed in a muggle suit. I'd only ever really seen him in robes at school.

"That's nice," I replied as I cast a glance around the mostly deserted street. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable, what with not really having nothing to say. I mean really it had all been said. Besides I really didn't want to be in the presence of my ex. However, I wasn't a very lucky person. Jake apparently wanted to make some idle chit-chat as he suddenly asked me how I was. "I'm good," I replied as I turned my attention back up to him. I really didn't want to discuss my private life, but he was staring at me with that heart-melting grin and had a curious, puppy dog look in his gray eyes that I found myself elaborating a bit. "I... you know, got my own place and a good job."

"Did you ever get married... you know because of the marriage law?" he suddenly asked as he stared at me. I could feel my lips tauten into a stiff smile as I merely nodded.

"Yeah... the ministry arranged for me to be married. No one you know," I lied as I was not about to tell him that I was married to Professor Snape. That was really only a need to know basis kind of thing and I thought the whole Order of the Phoenix knowing was more than enough. Besides, sharing that information was dangerous.

"How is that going?" he asked as his brow furrowed in concern, though he tried to keep smiling. The look on his face was utterly confused that I nearly laughed. "I mean an arranged marriage... I can't imagine that its so great."

"Actually we are fine," I replied with a shrug. "We … get along and actually we're having a daughter," I said as I suddenly placed my hand over my belly, which was still small. Immediately, Jake's eyes were drawn to my middle and they widened in surprised.

"Wow! NO kidding! So how far along are you?" he asked as he suddenly turned his eyes to look up at me. His eyes were warm and there was a large grin on his face that seemed to tell me that he was probably feeling a little guilty that he abandoned me and left me to deal with the ministry on my own. It made me feel a little anger towards him. I mean just because I'm having a kid with my husband doesn't mean that he gets off the hook for all the shit that he put me through.

"Just about two months," I replied with a shrug as I turned away, feeling my vexation rising. "But I will see you around, I have to get home. Congratulations on your engagement and hope that everything turns out great," I said with a small smile as I brushed past him. He seemed a little confused by this and I could hear him murmuring his own congratulations and farewell, but I wasn't really paying attention. I just wanted to get home. I wanted to forget about running into stupid Jake and forget that it was Valentine's day. Considering that I was trying to get the hell out of there, it didn't take me long to get to my flat.

However, I was so distracted that I didn't take any notice that when I stepped into the little entrance, that the lights were already turned on. Placing my keys on the rickety table that I had set up next to the door, I closed the front door and locked it. At this point is when I finally noticed that the light was turned on in the room and that I could feel someone's gaze on me. Whirling around as my heart thundered, I stared at the dark figure that had just risen off my couch and felt it stop. "Severus!" I yelled in surprised as all the breath in my body suddenly escaped. "How- What..." I was speechless. How did he find me? What was he doing here?

"Why didn't you return?" he asked through gritted teeth. I bit on my bottom lip as I could see the vein in his temple throbbing, which was never a good sign. "You've been gone for two months, and I've had no word as to where you have been. Do you have any idea how worried I've been?" he asked as he approached me quickly and started bellowing, making me have to back into the front door.

"I wanted to tell you that I that I wasn't going back, but I didn't think I could send a patronous without raising suspicions," I murmured as I tried to get away from him. However, after a few seconds of cowering in front of him, I seemed to snap out of it and suddenly look up at him. What the hell was wrong with me? I don't cower! "Why are you angry anyway? Isn't this what you wanted? And how did you know where to find me?" I asked, my voice rising slightly while I furrowed my brows as I looked up at him.

"I didn't want you to come back, but I would have liked to known that you were all right. Why did you go to St. Mungo's today?" he suddenly asked. He had by now lowered his voice and backed a way a bit, but I could see that he was still angry. Though, it was odd. It seemed that he was trying to gain control of his temper, as though he hadn't come here with the intention of yelling, but that it simply had occurred. I watched him as he went back and took a seat on my weather beaten couch. Running his hands through his hair and breathing slowly, he kept his head bowed as he sat. I could see what he was doing. He was clearing his mind, to help him regain control of his emotions. Severus was excellent at hiding them, but anger was not something that he had such an easy time with. More often than not his anger got the best of him.

Stepping away from the door, I walked over and sat cautiously across from him. I didn't want to make sudden movements around him and snap him back into his anger. I wanted him to concentrate on controlling his anger so that this encounter could go more smoothly. It was Valentines day after all and the fact that I had missed Severus so terribly made seeing him a relief, despite the fact that he was angry with me and that I didn't know whether or not to tell him about the baby. Though, I think I suddenly understood how he came to be here. Dily's must have seen me come into St. Mungo's today and she could have asked someone about the place of residence that I had down.

"I'm waiting for your answer," he suddenly said, though he didn't look up. His voice was slightly calmer, but he still was concentrating on his breathing.

"Well..." I said hesitantly. I wasn't really sure what to tell him about my visit to St. Mungo's. Obviously I had to tell him something, but I wasn't really sure how he would take the news of me being pregnant. Biting on my lip, my mind started going into a frenzy, wondering what the hell I should do and I could actually feel my heart rate increase. "Severus... I don't really know how to tell you this." I said as I suddenly got up and walked around the coffee table and started to pace in front of the small television that was across from the couch.

"Does this have to do with the spell you cast? Are you suffering side-effects?" he suddenly said. I paused in my pacing and looked at him for a moment. His eyes were narrowed on me and giving me an accusing look, which vexed me.

"No, of course not," I said in mild irritation as I resumed my pacing, aware that he was still watching me with his eyes narrowed. "Look... the day that I was released... the Healer informed me about something. She said that I was," I paused in my speech and ran a hand through my hair as I continued to pace frantically. How was he going to take this? Severus hates kids! Is he going to blame this all on me? Is he going to hate me for allowing this to happen? Will he ask me to get rid of it? My brows furrowed in concern at this. Unconsciously my hands went to cover my stomach protectively as I continued to pace, completely lost in my thoughts and forgetting all about Severus being in the room.

"Are you-" I stopped in my pacing and turned to look at Severus, whose eyes were glued to my stomach where my hands were still resting. Immediately I removed my hands from my stomach and realized that I had given myself away with the gesture alone. Severus was staring at my stomach with a grimace. However, there seemed to be confusion in his eyes, as though he couldn't believe it was possible and yet he seemed amazed by it. "You can't be, I've always taken precautions against this," he said as he suddenly stood up and started pacing. I merely stood there and watched him, but his face was slowly becoming his usual impenetrable mask as he lost himself in his thoughts.

The curtains of hair that hung on either side of his pale face didn't allow me to see his eyes, but I knew that they would shut me out and I would not be able to see anything in them anyway. "I said the same thing, but the Healer said that sometimes in the haste of it all, people might cast them improperly. She said the spell isn't really reliable," I said softly as I watched him, afraid of making him angry or something.

"Presumably you are keeping it, or else you wouldn't-" he didn't finish as he suddenly stopped and turned to look at me. There was no expression on his face at all. "When did this happen?" he asked. He seemed more angry at himself about this then he was with me, which I didn't understand for a moment.

"Probably the first week of December," I merely replied. He didn't say anything to this, merely turned away and rubbed his temples. I didn't say anything and merely watched him as he finally stopped pacing and just stood there with his back to me. I started to feel a little sad... of course I know that Severus doesn't like kids... why would he want one that was made by me and him? If there was any kid he'd ever be capable of loving, it would have to come from him and the woman that he loved. No one else.

Placing my hand once more over my stomach, I forced myself not to cry. I hadn't made myself any delusions that Severus would ever change his mind. Yet... the pain was still there. Turning away, with my back to Severus, I placed my hands tenderly on my still flat stomach and smiled wearily. She wouldn't have her father... Severus didn't want to survive this war and I couldn't change his mind, and this baby certainly wasn't going to either. "I will give you all the love that you will ever need, I swear you will want for nothing," I whispered very softly so that Severus could not hear from where he was standing as I held onto my stomach and felt my eyes water some more. But I kept the tears at bay. One parent was better than none, and I would make sure that she had everything that she needed. Love and affection more than anything.

"Delilah?" I turned around slowly, first making sure that the tears would not be evident and looked at Severus. He was standing, staring at me from across the room. His face was still expressionless, though there was a slightly apologetic expression in his eyes.

"Don't worry about us, Severus. I have a job in a bakery and the baby is healthy. She isn't due until about September and-"

"She?" Severus suddenly asked, his expressions softening for a moment. I merely nodded in response, realizing that I hadn't really said much about the baby, and that I certainly hadn't mentioned the sex of the child.

"Anyway, we'll be fine, I'm not going to let anything happen to her. It's not her fault any of this happened," I said as I tenderly ran a hand over my stomach. Severus grimaced at this comment and turned away for a moment. "It's not your fault either Severus and honestly... you don't have to worry. I know that our future has always been very uncertain, but I have faith that the Dark Lord will fall and I will do everything in my power to keep her safe. Even if its just the two of us, she won't want for anything."

Severus looked up at me at this and there was a truly tragic expression on his face that made me look away. I felt as though I was saying all the wrong things, like what I was doing was only making him feel more guilty. But that's not what I wanted. I just wanted him to know that we were going to be okay, I didn't want him to feel any more pressure. "Delilah... I-"

"Please Severus," I said interrupting him. Looking up into his eyes, I sighed and stared at him with a tired smile. "I think we both know what you want in this life," I said as I stared at him. He seemed a bit take aback by this, but I went on. "You don't have to … play a part for me. I know what's in your heart, despite how closely you guard it."

"How can you love me?" he suddenly said as he stared at me with a furrowed brow and a look of confusion on his face. I was taken aback by this question as it seem to come out of nowhere.

"No one is perfect, Severus. I should know, I'm the most imperfect person in the world," I said, with slight amusement in my voice. He looked at me sharply at this, wiping the smile off of my face.

"But you're not a murderer," he said sharply. "You love a monster. Why?"

"You're not a monster, Severus," I said with a furrowed brow as I stared at him. Sighing, I thought about his love for Lily, which is never happy thinking for me, but it had to be done. I had to reassure him. "Severus, a monster can't love, but you love Lily Evans with all your soul and you have never stopped loving her. You've protected her son even though you hate his father and its all been for the love you have for her. You've made mistakes in your past and yes maybe they have been more dire than those of others, but you turned away from that path. Not many people can say that."

Severus didn't say anything to this, merely turned away with a more pained expression. I sighed in exasperation, not knowing what I could possibly say. Apparently nothing that I was saying was right. "I have to return to the castle," Severus suddenly said. I looked over at him and merely nodded, though he didn't see it as he was somewhat turned away from me.

"All right," I said. I walked over to the door and opened it for him, though I felt a bit sad that he was leaving. However, I wasn't going to make a fuss over everything that happened or try to cling to him. I really thought it was for the best that he return to the castle before anyone noticed that he was gone. I after all didn't want him to blow his cover. Besides... why should I make this any more difficult for either of us?

"Take care... of the both of you," Severus said as he came to a stop before me at the door. I looked up at him and nodded, and was slightly surprised when he leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead while he placed his hand over my stomach. "You are more than I ever deserved," he said as he pulled away and stared down into my eyes. I felt my heart begin to race at this and yet I was annoyed. This felt like this had to be the end and he was drawing me in again with his words!

"And yet not what you want, funny how life works out that way, huh?" I said irritatedly with a weary smile as I looked down at me feet.

"Delilah I-" I looked up as he suddenly stopped. He sounded as though he were about to say something, but had suddenly decided against it. "Happy Valentines Day," he merely said, before turning around and walking out. I furrowed my brow as I watched him go, not knowing if I would ever see him again. My heart missed him before he was even out of my sight. However, I pushed away all the misery and closed the door, before walking slowly to the couch and sitting down.

"That was your father, strange man but a good one despite everything he's done," I said as I placed a hand over my stomach. "Well kiddo, its just you and me. What do you want to watch?" I asked as I grabbed the remote and switched on the TV. I flipped through the channels absentmindedly, trying not to think about anything that just happened and the uncertainty of the future. However, despite everything, I knew that I would never be alone again. I would always have my baby, I would always have to look after her, at least until she was old enough to fly the coop and that wasn't going to happen for many years.

It was a comforting thought, and I felt my love for my baby girl swell. I wasn't alone. She was my Valentine and that was more than enough for me.

TBC...

A/n: Decided to update just because I felt like it. Didn't edit the last time so as usual please excuse the mistakes that slipped past. Thanks for all the reviews from the last chapter. Hope that you all enjoyed this one and as always please review