Aside from that though, the story has been largely unchanged from how it was on the original site.Please feel free to add chapters to this story. I ma... have it set to moderated, but I'm not too picky. So long as you follow site rules and have decent grammar, I'll approve it.Without further ado, the story:The Boy-Who-Lived-To-ShrinkYou stomp out of the muggle doctor’s office, frustrated and at a loss for words. Behind you, Dumbledore is saying something to you, probably about faith, potential or. The driveway was lined by very old, crooked trees, their branches reaching out as if to entwine anything or anyone who passed by and pull their prey into their very bosom. I shuddered, even although the cars heater was blowing out a stream of hot air. “You ok?” said Tom, “Yes,” I replied, “It’s just so eerie.” “It is a bit, but I bet it looks a lot different in the sunshine," replied Tom. As we rounded a sharp bend, we drove into a clearing where there were several. The last time we came here was a dream. We had both had a hard time sleeping. We had been trying to give each other space. I tried so hard to push your love away, so the pain would stop. The pain of not having you, not being yours. And you dreaming of me but denying yourself as usual. Our dreams, though, never listened to our brains.I drove here in the middle of the night, half sobbing, half dreaming the entire forty-five-minute drive. I had sent you a single message, with a single word.. I was convinced that she was well aware of my intentions and didn’t want to fall for me. And there was a bit of fear that she might complain about my intentions or she might never come into my room then the fact stuck in my mind that why would she even come to my room if she don’t like my behavior ,hostel have many other workers she would have just swapped with someone else. But she didn’t so, that made me more interested in seducing her and squeezing her boobs!! Then I continued the same thing.