The Lord of The Fae

"What are you doing in my bed?"



Harry was startled awake by Draco's shout of surprise. He opened his eyes and groaned to himself. Shit had he fallen asleep? This hadn't been how he was planning to do this at all. Draco was staring down at him with something like shock on his face. Harry blinked up at him, he looked amazing in the morning sunlight. His hair messy from sleep those eyes of his still slightly sleepy. Harry fought the urge to lick his lips. Yeah that's a good way to wake up some sick per in your bed licking his lips, way to start things off Harry. He rebuked himself



Draco was apparently waiting for an answer, Harry felt his face grow hot as he slid from the bed in a fumbling rush. "I...Uh...Um...you see...it's" He fell silent. "I sound like an idiot.



A slight grin graced Draco's lips as he responded, "yes you do". Harry's face flamed even brighter and then he thrust out his hand so fast it jabbed Draco in the cheek. "OW HARRY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!" Draco cursed.



Harry blanched rushing forward to clasp Draco's head in his hands. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that. I meant to offer you a handshake...you know like you did when we were kids"



"yeah but Harry I didn't try to break your face with it" Draco growled. Harry turned red again and he backed away looking wholly embarrassed.



"It's just that I wanted you to know that I don't care about the past and that I cant stop and that I'm sorry for not taking your hand when I had the chance and that I loved Ginny but I love you and I don't care about the walls and if you take my hand we can tear them down and I just want to be with you and I don't care if its not dignified I don't care what anyone else thinks...."



Draco was convinced Harry had only stopped because he had run out of air. That was the longest most jumbled thing he'd ever heard come out of any one's mouth. He couldn't understand half of what he'd sputtered, and in truth he'd stopped caring. The words I love you were the ones he had latched onto. The echoed around in his head sending something like pure joy shooting into his veins. Harry loved him? Could it possibly be true? His dragon’s nature was rearing its scaly head again demanding he devour. He knew this time if he started he wouldn't be able to stop. Was Harry ready for a full mating?



"I've made a complete mess of this I know. I've made a mess of everything since you got here but if it would please you I'm offering you not just my friendship but my love as well." Harry finished a look of embarrassed determination set on his face. This time when he offered his hand he did it slowly, he stood there so very strong but he'd had the courage to set aside his pride. Draco felt something that he'd kept closed locked away in his secret heart break loose from its cage. He reached out and clasped Harry's hand in his own.



The moment Draco's skin touched his Harry felt a jolt of pure erotic sensation flow through his body. He moaned as he felt his cock tighten. Draco did not let go of his hand instead he drew Harry forward until he was standing in between the blonds legs. "Come closer Harry." Draco whispered. His voice had lowered to a husky baritone that sent chills rushing up Harry's spine. Harry pressed closer to his body, his right leg brushed against something rigid he looked down to find that Draco like him was already hard and ready for him.



Draco reached up both his hands clasping Harry's back his hands splaying over soft muscled skin. Harry let out a whimper and pressed his leg against Draco's erection. Draco bit back a groan as his fangs lengthened in his mouth he spread kisses over Harry's naked stomach and delighted as he swayed back and forth with every brush of his lips. His skin was so soft and white with the faint glow of his fae magic. Draco marveled at it darting out his tongue to taste pure perfection. Harry's muscles clenched and he bit back a curse.



"God Draco that feels so good." He muttered on a breathy groan as Draco dragged his tongue across his abs to the point just below his pectorals. He shivered and moaned as his tongue teased one dusky nipple till it tightened and the sensation was enough to ring a curse from Harry. Draco smiled, He was going to have him this time their joining would be complete and Harry was going to be his forever. His and his alone.



Rising from the bed he let his hands wander down hairs back to clench his arse, Harry moaned and leaned in against him. He rubbed up and down his length nearly purring in invitation. "Why are you going so slow?" he asked his voice breathy as he rubbed his body against Draco's erection. Draco felt like he was going to spill right there as the friction increased. He growled low in his throat and took Harry's mouth in his own. He tasted better then the richest of wines. Deep and rich and heady till the point where he was growing dizzy with its taste. He dove his tongue into the boys mouth sweeping it back and forth in caressing strokes. He could taste him all day, could easily get drunk off of so heady a taste.



Harry's tongue touched his own and a battle of dominance ensued. Harry was thrusting and rubbing against him moans and sounds of pleasure being torn from his mouth. The heat in the room was rising as it always did, Draco fought to hold onto his control. Harry was making it hard, he felt a jolt go through his body as Harry's erection slammed against his own and Harry pleaded with him.



"Oh god Draco please.... HARDER!" he demanded as he thrust against him and ground his body into Draco's. He was on fire his mind and body was roaring with it. This was his mate and he had waited too long to take him. Draco dropped to his knees till his face was level with Harry's straining erection. He reached out and grasped Harry's hips to hold them still. Harry struggled panting incoherent things that He ignored. Draco concentrated on the string of Harry's pajama pants taking them into his teeth and tugging them loose.



The pants fell revealing Harry's strong legs and muscled thighs. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Draco stared fascinated for a full minute at Harry's cock. Was he going to be able to fit that in his mouth, he didn't really care if he chocked to death he would die in a state of bliss at the very least.



"Why are you just sitting there!" Harry demanded sharply, he was straining and struggling to move but Draco only tightened his grip.



"Because your the most beautiful thing I've ever seen Harry. So long..." Draco reached out and brushed his finger tips over Harry's shaft and felt the shudder that went through his body ripple in his own mind. It only heightened his sense of awareness to feel the pleasure his mate felt. "...And so thick. It makes me wonder if I can fit my hand around you."



He could. Harry let out a shout as Draco circled his cock with his hand. Draco shuddered, Harry was so soft and so hard. It was like touching steel wrapped in the finest of velvet. He rubbed Harry's shaft up and down paying homage to it. Teasing his sacs with light strokes, then gripping him harder and increasing the friction.



"....Draco..." Harry moaned his name his body shuddering with the effort to remain still. He lost that battle as Draco pumped him with his fist. Harry tore free of his hold and thrust against his hand. Gyrating as fast as he could panting and moaning as fire blazing in his body and gathered in his blood. "too slow...take me...Just fuckin take me...faster!" Harry demanded harshly. Draco growled and burst to his feet grabbing Harry and throwing him onto the bed.



Draco's eyes where the mesmerising electric blue of his fae magic and they awoke something wild in Harry. He smiled up at his lover and clasped him by the neck dragging him onto the bed on top of him. It felt so right having Draco on top of him he opened up his thighs barely resisting the urge to wrap his long legs around him like a woman. He settled for pressing up against him and sinking his fangs into Draco's neck.



White hot pleasure speared Draco's body and he jerked against Harry. Harry moaned bucking up into him as he lapped at the blood from the wound he'd inflicted. He didn't feel any pain, just extreme erotic pleasure as he thrust against Harry, and Harry's tongue swept the column of his throat. He panted moving against him, rubbing frantically as the heat in the room escalated to a fever pitch. Harry's hands where moving to strip off his boxers and he gladly wiggled free of their constants.



Harry was on fire, if not physically then it felt like he was burning. He knew the only reason he wasn't was because his own fae magic was combating it. He felt their two very different powers lancing at each other. Each time the two forces met their bodies where jolted with white hot erotic pleasure. Harry attacked Draco's mouth sucking his tongue into his own. God he tasted so good! He thrust off the bed and sent his magic shooting into Draco. Draco jerked and slammed his body into Harry's with a muttered curse. The feel of Harry's magic entering his body was like having raw sex slip into his blood. He thrust harder against Harry mindless and snarling with need.



"I need... you.... inside.... Right... now!" Harry panted simultaneously clenching Draco's cock in his fist. Draco let out a snarl of pleasure and felt a shiver rack his body as Harry squeezed him. He couldn't take this much longer, he'd waited long enough for this. There would be years for slow and sweet right now they both needed fast and reckless.



"Turn over!" Draco bit out between clenched teeth almost regretting the loss of Harry's hands on his cock. Not for long, the sight of Harry's pale backside was enough to drive a saint mad and he was no saint. He lay till he covered his mates body. He stuck two of his fingers into his mouth, Harry watched as Draco's eyes flashed and he removed the two fingers. They where slick and wet and magic clung to them dancing in the tiniest flicker of flames. Draco reached down and spread Harry's arse cheeks. The feel of Draco's hands on his bum was making Harry's already heated body melt. He was going to burn, his body was fighting it but sooner or later he was going to burn. He hoped it was after Draco was inside him. If he had to wait one more day to feel Draco pound inside him he'd scream.



He shivered and bucked against the feel of Draco's fingers entering his channel, whatever magic he had put on his fingers was sending shockwaves of sensation into his body. Almost like he had put a vibrator up his arse, Harry moaned in frustration thrusting against the bed. "Now Draco!" He moaned thrusting frantically. Draco grabbed his hips and drew him up till he was on his knees. Harry braced his hands on the bed posts his entire body shivering in anticipation. Still feeling his channel clench and vibrate with sensation he backed up rubbing against Draco's slick erection. He heard that sexy animal like growl escape Draco again and felt elation.



"FUCK"



Harry hadn't meant to shout that of course but the feel of Draco slamming into his tight channel was enough to jar his senses and send his vision black for a moment. Pleasure so intense it was actually pain shot through his body and he felt his head swim. He was going to black out, he was going to pass out from pleasure.



Draco felt the muscles in Harry's body clench around him and he almost came then and there. He shuddered deeply groaning out his feelings into the skin of Harry's back. Nothing would ever feel this good. Nothing could compare to the feel of Harry so tight and warm around him. Beneath him Harry swayed, his arms trembling his knees threatening to give out. Draco could feel the heat seer him, Harry was going to go up in flames. Although he knew he would survive it, it would also halt what they where doing.



"Stay with me Harry. Stay... oh mercy you feel so tight...." Draco groaned pulling out and thrusting in again. Harry let out a gasp and a moan as he withdrew again. He actually flung himself backward to impale himself on Draco's length sending a blast of extasy into Draco's cock. "Harry...again Harry again" He panted.



Harry thrust backward again this time harder as if he was trying to spear himself on Draco's cock. Draco in turn thrust forward as hard as he could. Slamming against that special spot inside Harry, Harry jerked forward letting out a scream of pleasure at the force of the climax that hit him. As Draco thrust in and out of him, slamming up against him like a being possessed Harry came against his stomach and all over the sheets. And he was still screaming, his eyes rolling back in his head with ecstasy as he grew hard again almost instantly and Draco's power lanced inside his body.



"HARDER" Harry screamed, or maybe it was more. The words seemed to be jumbling incoherent in his head as Draco rammed into him again. He felt his teeth sink into his shoulder and erotic sensation assaulted his frazzled body on top of everything else.



"Mine...Mine... mine" Draco panted slamming into him over and over, thrusting like a madman pumping Harry's cock with his hands. His teeth sunk into his shoulder tasting warm coppery blood filled with magic and life. Harry's life. He sent fire rushing from his own blood streaming into Harry's and his mate screamed his name as he came again. Draco threw back his head and roared with dragon like ecstasy as he felt himself empty into Harry.



And then they burned.



They both went up in flames at almost the exact same moment. It was like sexual energy was being poured into his veins hardening him again and sending him into an orgasm just as quickly. He thrashed on top of Harry thrusting with mindless urgency as it continued over and over again. He was blind to everything except the feel of fire engulfing his flesh driving him to come over and over again. Harry was bucking and thrashing so wildly beneath him that they both rolled from the bed and went crashing to the floor. Harry thrashed about screaming Draco's name before oblivion finally claimed him and he lay stay. Barely a moment later Draco fallowed.



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"Well it seems like Harry and Draco have gotten over their differences." Seamus remarked over a late brunch. It was early afternoon. Dean was leaving this evening and he had spent the night saying goodbye to him in that special way that long time lovers had. He nodded towards Harry and Draco who had strode into the hall . Draco had one hand on the small of Harry's back and Harry was leaning in to hear whatever it was he was saying. Harry chuckled and then nipped Draco's ear with his teeth.



"You couldn't figure that out this morning? Actually jarred me from sleep hearing them scream like that." Dean muttered, he looked rather tired as well he should be. Last night hadn't really been for sleeping. Seamus smoothed the wrinkles on his sleepy brow and smiled at him playfully.



"Yes then the shock wave hit us and you jumped me like you hadn't had sex in years. Very nice by the way I like you in a frenzy." He smiled sexily slipping one hand into Deans lap beneath the table. Dean shifted in his seat and Seamus felt him harden beneath his hand.



"Those two are lethal, do you realize everyone of shagging age and health didn't get up this morning! I shudder at some of the couples that could have been created." He remarked with laughter. Seamus grinned nodding. He rubbed his hand across the bulge in Deans pants and watched with satisfaction his body tremble.



"Hizen and Lupin, or Snape and Ron..."



"Oh god Sea stop!" Dean bit out on something that was half laugh and half groan. Whether he meant the appalling image those couples where creating or the hand job Seamus was giving him under the table was left uncloaked. Draco and Harry had reached the table and Seamus withdrew his hand tossing Dean a sexy smirk. Dean tossed him a glare that promised retribution. Draco slid gracefully into a chair and Harry moved just as gracefully into a chair beside him.



"You two reek of sex!" Draco muttered crossly taking a roll from the platter in the middle of the table. Seamus grinned at him and Dean only shrugged.



"If I had your powers I'd tell you what you smelled like, and I bet you anything it would be sex." Dean remarked dryly. Harry shrugged, grabbing a piece of buttered toast from the platter. His skin was glowing that fairy dust sheen it sometime always did after Draco's fire touched him. His hair was soft as silk and shone like it in the sunlight. His body looked lean with strength yet soft and smooth at the same time. Those lips of his where red and slightly bruised. It was all Draco could do not to drag him from the hall and make love to him. he wanted to, he felt the air spike with the heat of his lust.



Dean groaned, "Can you go some where else if you're going to do that. You two were built for wild uncontrolled sex, the rest of us aren't." he said and he meant it, it had been the best sex of his life no doubt but his body still felt like it had been run over by a car. Seamus had circles under his eyes, Dean was surprised he appeared ready for another go around. The thought of it nearly gave him heart failure. "Christ I won’t live to be twenty five if this keeps up"



At this the smile left Seamus face as he was reminded of Deans leaving and the possibility that he could be moving into a trap. He felt his heart shudder at the thought of something happening to Dean. Harry saw this and offered the sandy haired youth a comforting hand on the shoulder. "Hey its ok Seamus, Deans got at least another good seventy years left to drive you crazy complaining you like to give him wild crazy sex." He counseled, rubbing soothing circles into his old friends shoulder. On his other side Draco let out a soft growl of warning his eye flashing that fae blue they where all coming to recognize.



Harry glanced over at Draco puzzled, followed the blonde's eyes to his hand laying on Seamus' shoulder and rolled his eyes. "Oh come on Draco! Not even in a million years, he's a friend and a taken one at that" He scolded.



"That's nice Harry, but kindly remove your hands from him just the same." Draco bit out tersely. Harry sighed and removed his hand and tossed Draco a disgruntled glance. "you and your dragonish behavior. We're not animals Drake, I'm going to be touching other men you had better get used to it." He admonished. Harry shivered as something stark and dangerous moved in Draco's eyes.



"How much do you want to bet on that Harry."



While the two of them exchange hot looks back and forth, Dean wasn't too worried. Those two loved taking nibbles out of each other. And apparently nibbling on each other because that's exactly what Draco did as he leaned in close to whisper something into Harry's ear. He nibbled on his earlobe and Harry shivered scooting in closer to him. He was practically in Draco's lap! He could feel his own blood heating and his mind beginning to haze over. He had just turned to glance at Seamus and seal his fate when Ron and Hermione. She looked tired and her normally slightly bushy hair looked as if...well as if someone had dug there hands into it all night.



She also looked tired as hell and had a faint blush on her cheeks all signs of a night well spent. Ron had slight circles under his eyes but a satisfied and rather warm smile on his lips. He glanced at Hermione and they both turned red refusing to keep eye contact for long. He did however slip his hand into hers and give it a soft caress. Dean saw her shiver and a tiny secret smile formed on her lips.



"Good...Afternoon then everyone" She said cheerfully. Harry eyed the two of them and broke into chuckles.



"About time Ron, took you long enough!"



Ron tossed him a scathing glare and bit into a pastry from the platter. " you have only You to blame Harry. That shock wave thing hit me as I was passing Draco's room. God you two sounded like you where being tortured in there. Once it hit me though I wasn't thinking to much about saving you my mind was...elsewhere."



Harry smiled, yeah he just bet it had been. He turned to Draco and smiled at him. "Here that Draco we're contagious!

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Desperate for changing

Starving for truth

Closer where I Started

Chasing after you



When Hizen called Harry, Draco Hermione and Ron to the practice field after their late meal their was an air of suppressed excitement in all of them. This was to be their fist practice session together as a group. They would see everything the others had learned and learn to work accordingly around each other. Seamus and Dean had resisted the urge to shag each other senseless long enough to come watch them. Lupin Sirius and Snape had deigned to watch as well.



“Might as well, I’m done with debriefing and watching over Draco is my main task” Sirius shrugged as they walked towards the practice field.



“You really don’t have much of a life do you Black?” Snape sneered. Harry glanced over at Draco who rolled his eyes. He made a love struck face and pointed at Snape. Harry chuckled and slipped his arm through Draco’s.





I’m falling even more in love with you

letting go of all I've held onto

I’m standing here until you make me move

I’m hanging by a moment here with you



When they reached the field Harry wasn’t surprised to see Hizen, Shoji, and Niaki already gathered waiting for them. He was surprised However to see Hiaro standing next to his father Yuea. He did not look pleased to be there at all. Sighting them he pierced Harry with a cold stare and glared absolute spite into Ron.



“What’s his deal?” Draco asked nodding towards the silent young man. Harry shrugged and whispered. “I think he’s jealous of Ron and Hermione because their being taught something. And plus Ron’s his king and he’s forced to serve and obey him and I guess that rubs him the wrong way.”



“He looks like no one has ever rubbed him the right way!” Draco remarked and Harry laughed. At the sound of his quiet laughter Hiaro’s head snapped around and his eyes connected with Harry’s. Harry stared right back at him just as fierce. Whatever had crawled up Hiaro’s arse was not his problem and he wouldn’t let it dampen any of his new found happiness.



” you glare at him any harder Harry and that tree he’s leaning on will reach down and strangle him.”



“he’s kind of pissing me off.”



“Don’t worry about it, he’ll get over whatever it is. He doesn’t need to die for it”



“I wasn’t that angry.”



“Uh huh, you forget I can feel everything you feel. You need to have better control over your magic see how the leaves on the tree are moving yet there’s now wind? It’s responding to your anger.” Draco said pointing to the leaves on the tree Hiaro was leaning on.



“Greetings young ones, the council has decided that due to recent events you are ready to start working together. Have we judged correctly, are you ready to put aside all past hurts and judgment?” Niaki spoke up, she moved like a swan ever graceful and elegant. Her long black hair reaching her ankles was glinting in the sunlight. She was beautiful and her voice was low and throaty.



Ron glanced at Harry who looked over to Draco who turned his own eyes to Hermione. For the moment the air was charged with something intense something strong and alive that moved in between the four teenagers. Draco had no problem forgiving Harry, Harry was his mate and he loved him. Granger and Weasley however where another story, In his mind they hadn’t really earned it.



Ron watched Draco, he was determined to stick by Harry and do the right thing. Still, this was Malfoy. He didn’t know how Harry did it but years of hatred did not wash away over night. Draco was cold and inclined towards darkness could he really ignore all that, even for Harry?



Hiaro snorted and smiled mockingly at Ron, “Look at the four of you. We are supposed to place our hope in you and even when you profess to love and trust each other when it matters you are divided!”



“Silence Hiaro!” Yuea demanded of his son. Hiaro’s features set into a grim line and he moved out from leaning on the tree to stand face to face with his father.



“No father I will not be silent! You risk all our lives by trusting in them! You would have them fail and die and take with you not only my birthright but my father.”



Yuea stared at his son with gathering anger and something close to hurt on his features. Ron stared back and forth between the two men. They looked so alike, beautiful in the way of their people. But where Yuea was hard and masculine Hiaro was…soft. Ron squinted and stared harder. Hiaro looked more like his aunt then he did his father, with her soft elegant beauty and throaty voice.



“Hiaro you made the choice to shame your people and have therefore lost the right to learn our arts.” Yuea decreed. He didn’t look happy with it either, he looked pained about something. Niaki looked like she wanted to protest but only gazed sadly at her nephew. Hiaro tensed his lean spry body taught as a bow string. He wore like usual a loose shirt tucked into loose Shojian pants. Ron narrowed his eyes his hair style was so short compared to usual Shojian style. To any foreigners eyes he looked no different then many Japanese muggel youth. Like the pop stars on the magazines Ginny used to collect.



There’s something you’re missing. Ron just knew it every instinct in his body told him that this was true. Yuea was a fair man from everything Ron had learned about him. He had only two children who he was rumored to spoil. It didn’t make sense for him to be so cruel over the way Hiaro cut his hair. He felt a smart of sympathy for the young man.



“I did what was best for our people father. Is that not what you have taught your children since they where created. That honor is above all what keeps mankind good, that loyalty to ones people is the foundation of our souls. If what I have done has been a shame to you then perhaps everything you have told me is a lie.” Hiaro spat, he turned his back on his father and began to stride angrily passed him.



Forgetting all I’m lacking

Completely incomplete

I’ll take your invitation

you take all of me



As he swept passed Ron, he made an instant decision. He reached out and grasped the older males arm and started in shock on how slender and soft it was beneath the boys clothing. His eyes connected with the angry mans and Ron felt a shiver of awareness shoot through him.



“Wait…” turning to master Yuea he said, “whatever your son has done its obvious he cares for his people. That he’s trying to protect them and you from what he feels will be disaster. Why is this a bad thing? Why should he be punished, whatever it is he has done I think it should just be forgotten.”



Hiaro stared at him in shock, Ron could feel beneath his hand a tremor go through Hiaro’s slender arm. Yuea nodded looking angry but slightly relieved.



“As you will it my king, Niaki you are from this day forward to teach my son the art of his people.”



I’m falling even more in love with you

letting go of all I’ve held onto

I’m standing here until you make me move

I’m hanging by a moment here with you





Hiaro stared at Ron as if he had grown another head. Then his eyes narrowed in anger. “If you think just because you’ve done this I’ll bow down to you, you have another think coming little boy king.” With that last jab of malice Hiaro swept his arm free of Ron’s grasp and marched away. Ron stared after him then glanced down at his hand as if he’d never seen one. His skin was tingling itching like he’d reached out and touched fire.



Draco turned and caught Harry’s eyes they shared a smile together.



“If Weasley isn’t careful he’s going to find out what it’s like to get burned.



AUTHORS NOTE: the song playing in this chapter is Hanging by a moment by LifeHouse. The words are so striking and just fit this chapter. Thanks to all those who have reviewd your kind words and gentel critisim is grately apreciated! Bye bye everyone and thanks again for the wonderful reviews!




Side note: Today some (Insert proper level of cussing) In my dorm room told me to get off the cable if all I was going to do was right stupid stories that no one cared about or read. Now I could have jumped her, (my friend Aisha and a couple other devoted fan fiction members where seriously considering it) but I decided to be civil about it and let it go. This morning I went to plug in my lab top to find her sitting there. She said some real nasty things to me the little witch and I got to tell you I’m in a real bitchy mood right now. Aisha came up with the idea to give her what everyone else thought of her ideas! So I ask you this Fan fiction readers and authors do you…




•Think of yourself as a sinner, cause after all everyone knows god hates gays and lesbians alike and there going to roast in hell and you will too for supporting them!




•Think that reading about people having sex makes you dirty, unnatural and a pervert. (Cause we all know there’s nothing natural about sex right, I mean come one how gross people actually do that stuff!)



•Think no one ever reads fan fictions. The author wrote the book a certain way for a reason and Thiers no point to changing it! It shows that you really don’t have a life and get your kicks from knocking off someone else’s work.




•Think Draco can’t possibly love Harry because he’s a guy and he hates Harry. (We all know that guys never fall in love with other guys and no ones ever pretended to dislike someone or been confused about the way they really feel.)




•Think that I’m wasting my time writing a story no one likes, no one reads, and no one cares about. Oh and that I’m desperate and seeking love and affection and get my kicks from imagining guy’s doing it. (Even though I have a boyfriend who takes care of that for me and I am very happy with. I must have some deep seeded need for attention so yes I turn to fan fiction for that. Thank you doctor Phil for clearing that up for me.)




Oh yes she said all those things and until I can concentrate on something other then kicking her ass I probably won’t update. Being as theirs only one cable in our commons area and I’d have to go down two floors to reach the others. I could probably do that but it’s the principle of the matter. She’s doing it to prove her point or save me from myself or something and would you honestly let that stand? I’m off to wage a war, oh feel free to cuss and call her names. I sure have.