A/N: Listen, guys, I'm really sorry, but this story is going on temporary HIATUS. Why? Basically, I need some time to think through the many plot holes that many of you haven't noticed but are thorns in my side.
Another reason? Recently, one of my friends passed away from leukemia, and I've dedicated myself to work on a separate story dedicated to him. Thus, I've been working vigorously on 'The Greengrass Contract'. And let me tell you: it is much better written than this story. So go check it out. Until I think of something to inspire to continue this story, I won't be updating it. The Greengrass Contract, however, will be updated every few days, so maybe that can hold over your Fanfiction reading habits, right? RIGHT?
Again, I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience. Please forgive me. And, so that those who like to hound people for not following the Fanfiction content guidelines, here is part of the story (this is allowed!)
(Unofficial) Chapter 16: The Five Sentences of Death
Harry stepped outside. The cool morning air freshened his body from the aching battle that had occurred several minutes before. Breathing out, he looked behind him to see that Guinevere was, indeed, following him.
Harry grinned as she walked in front of him to lead him to her cabin. Yes, he was very excited to get started on his life.
A/N: Again, I'm very sorry, but it must be done. I won't ask you to review, because I don't deserve it right now . . . . bye . . . . check out my other story . . . . bye again . . .