Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ I'm Here When You Need Me MST ❯ SarahSue just can't make up her mind... ( Chapter 1 )

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Mystery Conference Theatre 4000


"In the not too distant futuresomewhere in Time SquareSamantha Griffin and her weird out palsare caught in an endless chasePursued by a woman whose name is Meganan evil gal who wants to rule the worldShe threw a few things in her purseAnd in her rocketship taxi cab she hunts herall across the New York minute blo-ock.

I'LL GET YOU!!!
I'll send her cheesy fan fics,The worst I can find (la-la-la).She'll have to sit and read them all,And I'll monitor her mind (la-la-la).

Now keep in mind Sammy can't controlWhere the fic begins or ends (la-la-la)She'll try to keep his sanityWith the help of her weird out friends.
Weird Out Call:
Cambot! (How'd I get here?)Chris! (Oh, what the hell!)Anthony! (Check me out!)NIIIIIIISE! (I'm insane!)
If you're wondering how she eats and breathesand other science facts (la-la-la),Just repeat to yourself, "It's just a show,I should really just relax..."for Mystery Conference Theater 4000!"

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6: LOBBY


Everything was quiet in the whole office building. Not one small squeak, creak or even the water gurgling from the coffee room. Everything was dead. Until suddenly there was thumping and cracking. When the thumping and cracking got worse, dust fell from the cieling. Suddenly, one of the squares from the cieling fell, and with the square, came three bodies crashing hurt-hideously to the ground. At first, all three were lifeless, until the tallest of the three flinched, and slowly got up,

"Okay. Two things. One, remind me to NEVER to do that again, and second, refresh my memory why did we do this in the first place?" The tall one said, dusting his ass off. The second body came back to life, coughed a few times, and stood up,

"well Anthony," she coughed, "to refresh your memory, you were the one who decided to see what else was in the storage attic of this building. All we found were more fanfics, and a lost pair of.... boxers," she continued, holding a box of old files, with the already said pair of boxers sitting on top of the box. Anthony just continued to dust himself off, as well as his hair, as he just sighed in annoyance of the fact that she was right,

"fine Sammy, I get your point...." He muttered, kneeling down to the smallest of the trio,

"is she okay?" Sammy asked, following suite after setting the box down. Anthony just poked her, and she just flinched once, and then stopped,

"yeah, hold on," he answered, checking her heart rate, "for some odd reason, when she first hit her head on the landing, she fell asleep,"

"why am I not surprised..?" She sighed.

Right when Anthony was going to do something, Nise (pronounced: NEES) abruptly got up, and looked around,

"Not the killer bunnies!" Nise shouted, frantically scanning the area. Both Anthony and Sammy looked at each other and then back, when all of the sudden, the sirens went off.

Chris poofed out of nowhere, and told them that Megan wants to see them. Sammy sighs, and Anthony picks Nise and takes her to the conference room, where on the screen Megan was impatiently waiting. When she finally saw the three, she got the file out,

"it's about damn time you three arrived!" She muttered, as all three sat down. "Your story for today is pretty much a Harry Potter mary-sue fic,"

"DAMN!" All three shouted,

"ANYways, and you'll all have a special guest assist you in this lovely gem of a fic. I'm sending him now, bu-bye!" Megan said, as the screen went blank. Everyone just sat back in their seats, waiting for the new guest to arrive, when suddenly someone knocked on the door,

"I'll get it!!" Nise said, and swiftly open the door, and someone taller than her (course then again, almost everyone is) stood infront of her,

"Um, hi, are you the guys for Mystery Conference Theatre?" The boy, with the obvious British accent asked. Nise nodded spastically, as the other two got up and shook hands with him,

"I'm supposed to help you with reading something?" Harry asked, sitting down,

"yeah, by the way I'm Anthony, and this is Sammy, the short one over there is Nise," Anthony said, introducing everyone,

"Nise? But isn't that a relative of sorts?"

"well yeah, but we're more used to Nise, but anyways..." Sammy said, standing.

Suddenly the sirens went off.

"WE GOT FIC SIGN!!! HARRY FOLLOW US!!'' Sammy shouted, as the group scrambled to the built in theatre.

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6, 5, 4, 3, 2,1 THEATRE

(Seating: Sammy, Anthony, Nise and Harry)

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Harry: so, all we're doing is reading this fic right? This shouldn't be too bad....

Nise, Sammy, & Anthony: ......

Harry: what?

Sammy: hoo boy! Remember all those fangirls?

Harry: y-yeah, and?

Sammy: this one's a mary sue, and with that said, she inserted herself in the fic to just be with either you or Draco.

Harry: (slumps in his chair) great.....

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A/N: This was my very first fanfiction.

Sammy: so that means we have to be gentle with her... (gesturing to Nise and Anthony)

Anthony: whatever...

Nise: psh....

I have tried to tweak it, so maybe it wouldn't be so lame, but I just want to see what everyone else thinks.

Nise: probably still lame...

Sammy: Nise....

Please R/R!!! Thanks so much!
Also, as sad as it is, I don't own anything Harry Potter.

Harry: thank goodness!

Not the charaters, not the places, not the spells...nothing.

Nise: (as author) not even his boxers! (cries)

Harry: ...

I'm Here When You Need Me- Chapter 1

Anthony: that is until I meet Captain Jack Sparrow.

Harry: who?

Nise: (as Captain Jack Sparrow) different British person, savvy?

The Hogwarts Express was moving slowly away from the station.

Sammy: the Hogwarts Express and the station felt like their relationship was drifting apart.

Panicking that she wouldn’t have a seat, Sarah Casing started to look frantically through all of the compartments. In every single one, all the seats were taken. She prayed that in this one, the last on the train, there would be somewhere for her to rest.

Anthony: she also hoped that Harry Potter was in the same compartment!

Harry: (sigh) generically speaking, I'm always in the same compartment with Mary-Sue who's obsessed with me...

Sammy: then again, she could go for Draco.

Harry: fine by me!

Sarah looked in and saw three people. They were all laughing and talking loudly. Sarah knew who they were, though they had never formally met.

Anthony: (coughstalkercough)

To the left of the compartment sat Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. To the right sat Harry Potter.

Nise: hey, Harry's special! He gets his own fragmented sentence!

Harry: hooray?

Mustering up all her courage, Sarah knocked on the compartment door. All three of the occupants, still smiling, looked at her. Hermione was the first to speak.

Sammy: (as Hermoine) GAH! A MARY-SUE!

“Hi, come in,” she said politely.
“Thank you. Everywhere else is full,” Sarah replied sheepishly.
“No problem,” Ron said slightly awe struck.

All: naturally.

It was easy to see why both boys were taken aback. Sarah had to be the most beautiful girl either of them had ever seen. She had smooth, tan skin, long, silky dark brown hair, and a smile that could light up the darkest of rooms.

All: (monotone) yay.

Sarah, seeing that the boys were staring at her, thought it would be best if she broke the silence.

Anthony: (as Sarah) so.... ever heard of the three eyed elephant?

“I don’t think we have met before. I’m Sarah Casing,” she said to the room at large.

Anthony: a Mary-Sue is at large! Wanted dead or alive, but mostly dead!

“I’m Hermione Granger.”
“Ron Weasley.”
“Harry. Harry Potter.”

Sammy: (to Harry) wow, you seem to be really polite here Harry!

Harry: (shrugs) eh...

Sarah blushed slightly when Harry spoke to her. She had had a slight crush on him since their first year, though didn’t figure it out until much later.

Harry: darn my angst...

“I must confess, I actually know who all of you are. You see, I’m in fourth year as well, but I used to be in Ravenclaw. This past summer, Dumbledore moved me to Gryffindor,” Sarah said.
“I didn’t know you could do that!” Ron burst.

Nise: well there goes Ron...

Sammy, Anthony & Harry: ew......

“Neither did I until Dumbledore called me to his office after the End-of-Term feast. Apparently, the Sorting Hat has been harassing him for three years to have me resorted. Dumbledore didn’t think that it was appropriate, but eventually the Hat was bothering him enough that he gave up.”

Sammy: I don't think that can happen... Harry's the only exception...

Anthony: you forgot that she's a mary sue... she can make anything possible.

Sammy: oh right.

“I have never heard of such a thing. You must be the only one that it has ever happened to,” Hermione said knowingly.

Harry: Hermoine would know.

“It happened to both my parent when they went here. My mum started off in Hufflepuff, then moved to Gryffindor, while my dad was a Slytherin and moved to Gryffindor as well. It seemed he wasn’t ‘pure-blooded enough to stay there,” Sarah corrected.
“Wow,” said Ron.
“That’s cool. Now you can hang out with us,” Harry said smiling.

Harry: (as himself) I'll try not to bite you, since y'know, you're a mary-sue and all.....

“Yes. Now I can,” Sarah said smiling back.

Nise: blinding everyone with her smile that can light up the room!

Sammy & Anthony: Gah! MY EYES!

After the lunch trolley had come, the group got an unexpected visit.

Harry: lemme guess... Malfoy?

Draco Malfoy showed up,

Harry: thought as much...

with his usual cronies, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, flanking him on either side.

Anthony: did she say wan--

Sammy: (covers his mouth) none of that now...

Malfoy had only expected Harry, Ron, and Hermione to be in the compartment, but when his eyes fell upon Sarah, his expression softened considerably.

All: of course.

“The name is Draco Malfoy. Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?” Malfoy said as he shook Sarah’s hand.

Nise: (as Sarah) the address is Sarah Casing, 2218 Mary-Sue Dr.

“Leave her alone!” Harry said drawing is wand.
Both Crabbe and Goyle took their wands out too. They looked ready to fight.

Anthony: or so they think.

“It’s alright, Harry. Its fine,” Sarah said, trying to calm the boys down.
“That’s right Potter. It’s okay,” Malfoy said.
Seeing that the situation was starting to get out of hand, Sarah tried to smooth things over by answering Malfoy’s question.

Sammy: which she just said, when she was talking to Harry.

“My name is Sarah Casing.”

Nise: (as Sarah) I'll be the new Mary-Sue for this week!

“It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance,” Malfoy said with a smirk.

Anthony: (Draco's inner thoughts, chanting) please be in love with Harry, please be in love with Harry! Please!

Sarah let go of Malfoy’s hand. She always hated it when people smirked; she couldn't explain it, but it just felt rude. She had to admit though, that Draco was really handsome.

All: naturally...

“I hope to see you soon, Sarah,” Malfoy said.
With a tip of his blond head, he led the other two out of the compartment.

Nise: which head?

Sammy: Nise!

“What the bloody hell was that?” Harry said, angrily.

Harry: looks like my anger's starting to show in this story too.

Sammy: well lets hope your cap-locks of rage doesn't make an appearance.

“I know. That was only slightly creepy,” Ron said.
“I think he likes you, Sarah,” said a disbelieving Hermione.

Anthony: NO. WAY.

Nise: WAY.

“How do you figure that one?” Ron asked.

Nise: Ron's as sharp as a wet noodle....

“I have never heard him be so polite, or to look that kindly upon anyone before.”
Everyone looked at Sarah.

Harry: she grew two heads.

She was just as disbelieving as Hermione. She had heard about how mean and cruel Malfoy was, but he seemed nice, at least toward her. Not to mention the fact that he was pretty cute.

Anthony: we heard you the first time...

“Why were you so nice to him?” Ron asked.
“Ronald!” Hermione exclaimed.
“It’s okay Hermione. It is just that I was raised to be nice to everyone, even if I don’t like them that much. I try to live up to that,” Sarah explained.

Sammy: (Sarah) I'm the mary sue that everyone likes, and with that I'm supposed the "girl-next-door" mary sue, and the genius, that's why I'm trained to be like this.

Nise & Anthony: (Hermoine and Ron) ohhhhhh.....

Harry: (as himself, muttering) I'm surrounded by idiots...

“That is very admirable,” Hermione said.
“Yeah. It’s a good quality,” Harry said looking at Sarah.
“Thanks, Harry,” she said, blushing slightly.

Harry: meh..... darn my politeness....

The rest of the train ride to Hogwarts went by very quickly. They played Exploding Snap, and Sarah even beat Ron at Wizard’s Chess.

Sammy: watch, as the Mary-sue beats Ron, the Wizard's Chess master! How does she do it!

When the lamps came on in the train, Hermione suggested that they change into their robes, because they were almost to the school.
As they pulled into Hogsmeade Station, Sarah thanked the trio again for letting her sit with them on the train.
“Really, it’s no problem. We liked having a new person with us on the ride,” Hermione said kindly.

Anthony: so everytime someone sits with them, they sacrifice them to some god or something?

“Even if you did beat me at chess!” said Ron with a grin.

Harry: (as Ron) I'll make you pay!

“Yeah. It was really fun,” said Harry right before he looked at the floor.

Harry: no it wasn't!

Sarah smiled. She finally had a group of friends. When she was in Ravenclaw,

Nise: she had no friends, unless you count her wand.

Sammy: (Sarah, talking to her wand) I love you wand, do you love me?

the only friends she had were Cho Chang and Cho’s friend, Marietta Edgecomb. Sarah didn’t really like them.

Nise: they SO were not sitting with her at the lunch table!

She thought they were superficial. All they would talk about was clothes, boys, and gossip

Nise: Brittany Spears

Harry: me

Anthony: Harry...

Harry: (looks at Anthony)

about other girls. But now, Sarah finally felt like she belonged. She felt like she was meant to be with this group of people.

Anthony: only mainly because they were the Golden Trio.

Nise: (Niel Armstrong) One step for Mary Sue, one giant leap for getting into HP characters' pants!

The horseless carriages took them to the castle, where they piled out and onto the stone steps of Hogwarts. Everyone walked into the Great Hall and sat at their respective House tables.

Anthony: because the rude ones were dirty at the moment.

“Sarah, why don’t you sit with us?” Harry said hopefully.

Harry: (darkly) that way, I can kill you in a closer distance...

“Alright, that sounds good,” replied Sarah.

Nise: (Harry, maniacly laughing to herself) heh, perfect....

Once they reached the Gryffindor table, Sarah sat on the side facing all the other House tables. Hermione and Ron sat opposite of her, and Harry, after seeing that Sarah was sitting by herself, sat next to her.

Sammy: that way, he can kill her, by stabbing her with his knife!

There was a lot of loud talking and greeting of old friends. Cho and Marietta looked around, and upon seeing that Sarah was sitting with Harry Potter and his friends at the Gryffindor table, they immediately lowered their heads in deep conversation.

Nise: (Cho) Like, oh. My. Gawd! Can you believe her?!?

Sammy: (Marietta) I KNOW! Like, who does she think she is?!? She thinks she can just leave US?!?

Anthony: you know, it's really scary that you two can act like that perfectly...

Both had mingled looks of surprise, jealousy, and disgust. Sarah saw this and smirked.

Harry: but, I thought that she hates it when people smirk?Anthony: quite hypocritical...

Then, out of curiosity, Sarah looked over at the Slytherin table. Draco Malfoy was staring at her. Taken slightly aback, she grinned and gave him a small wave. He smiled back and then turned his head to talk to Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch captain.

Sammy: and then started his own plans of killing the Mary-Sue

“Who are you waving at?” Hermione asked.

Nise: the Grim Reaper! He always follows me around, not sure why...

Everyone but Nise: (looks at her strangely)

Nise: what?

Harry: that was a bit dark, you know...

Anthony: she's said worse.

“Umm… Draco,” Sarah said innocently.
“WHAT?” Harry burst.

Sammy: oops, man down...

“Why the bloody hell would you do that?” Ron roared.

Anthony: thus causing the whole Great Hall to cease their chatter and stare at the group.

Harry: (as himself, hissing) Ron!

Sammy: (as Ron) sorry...

Sarah was wondering that herself. She decided to be honest with them.
“Well, he seems nice…enough,” Sarah said in a very small voice.
“Wait ‘til you have a few classes with him, or see him in the halls. Your opinion will change,” Hermione sniffed.

Anthony: what was she sniffing?

Nise: coca---

Sammy: (covers her mouth) none of that now...

Just then, Dumbledore stood. Everyone instantly grew silent. He had always had that power, to silence a room without uttering a word.
He said simply, “The Sorting.” Then he sat down.

Harry: now, usually he'd say, "and let the sorting, begin!" or something like that, but then again, this IS a fic we're talking about.

Professor McGonagall walked to the front of the room carrying the Sorting Hat and a stool, closely followed by terrified looking first years. In the back of the crowd, there was a particularly scrawny-looking boy who was soaked from head to toe, wrapped in a shabby mole-skin coat that was ten times bigger than he was. The boy looked over at the Gryffindor table and, upon seeing someone he recognized, mouthed the words ‘I fell in to the Black Lake’.

Sammy: and this has any significance to us?

He then saw Harry and his mouth gaped open. The boy poked the person who was walking in front of him and said quite loudly, “Oi, Joe! It’s Harry Potter!” Both boys and a few others swung their heads in the direction that the wet boy was pointing. Sarah could feel heat radiating off Harry’s body. He put his hand in front of his face.
“I hate it when this happens,” he said totally embarrassed.

Harry: tell me about it...

Sarah, trying to shift the focus off Harry, decided to say something.
“Look! It’s a kid who actually fell into the Black Lake! How could you possibly fall in if you’re sitting?”

All: (boo's and hisses at Sarah)

Sammy: low blow, Sarah.

This got everyone to look where she had pointed, and all the older students started to laugh. The boy who was all wet turned a violent shade of red, and then he hung his head.
“That wasn’t very nice, Sarah,” Hermione said, though she was grinning.
“I know, but I hate it when people do that kind of thing to others. It is so rude.

Anthony: (as Sarah) even though I'm being kind of hypocritical.

And as if Harry wants the whole student body looking at him like he is some exhibit in a freak show. It is totally uncalled for,” Sarah said with a defensive tone.

Harry: well, yeah, but I've gotten used to it after a while...

Nise: then explain all the 'cap-locks of rage'?

Harry: ...

Harry and Ron, along with everyone else around them, had found the room’s reaction very amusing, and they smiled at Sarah.
“I thought it was brilliant. And it made me feel a little better anyway,” Harry said.

Harry: to tell you the truth, I'd feel kind of guilty....

“Sarah, you have to meet my brothers. I think you will like them,” said Ron with a grin.

Sammy: (as Ron) they'll tortue you with all their dangerous pranks!

Nise: (ditto) they did mention that they were getting tired of using me as their guinea pig...

The Sorting went without any other disruptions. Once everyone was seated, Dumbledore stood again.
“After the feast, I have very important announcements. But for now, tuck in!”

Anthony: doesn't he mean, "dig in"?

Sammy: and doesn't he usually do the announcements before the feast?

Nise: we'll just wait till a reader comments, telling us.

A magnificent feast appeared out of nowhere. Ron licked his lips while rubbing his hands together.
“I have been waiting for this all summer!” he said with longing.

Harry: (as Hermoine) pig...

“Honestly Ron, you would think you mother never feeds you the way you pack it in!” Hermione said with slight distaste in her voice.

Harry: exactly.

Ron smiled.
They all began to eat. The quartet talked about their holidays, the Quidditch World Cup that had been played that past summer along with the attack that had happened there, and what they thought of various students and faculty. Suddenly, the feast was replaced with desserts. Ron patted his stomach and looked as if he was determining how much pie he could possibly fit into his body before getting sick. Apparently, it wasn’t much.

Anthony: well no shit...

Nise: (eyes Anthony, obviously annoyed)

“Ron, why did you eat so much when you know you always feel gross afterwards?” Hermione said with pity in her voice.
“Uuhhh… I don’t know. It all looked so good!” Ron said weakly.
Harry and Sarah just smiled. It was obvious to Sarah that this wasn’t the first time Ron has done this.

Harry: definatly true.

All of a sudden, all the food disappeared, leaving sparkling gold plates and silverware. Instinctively, the room at large turned their heads to Dumbledore.

Sammy: don't you mean 'swung their heads'?

Nise: nah, it'd be too painful...

“Well, well, well. To all of our new students, welcome! To our old students, welcome back! Another summer has passed, and here you all are! I am so very pleased.” He paused.

Sammy: (to Anthony and Nise) I call no pedophile jokes.

Anthony: jeez Sammy, and we weren't even thinking about it then.

Nise: and I thought you were better than that!

Sammy: (rolls her eyes)

“Now, to my announcements. Firstly, I would like to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Alastor Moody, formally of the Ministry of Magic. He has kindly agreed to come and fill your minds with a wealth of knowledge about defending yourselves. Professor Moody.” Dumbledore then motioned for the man he was talking about to stand. There was a buzz of chatter.
“I thought he was supposed to be mad as a hatter?

Nise: someone called?

Why would Dumbledore let him teach?” Ron said confused.
“Who is he?” asked Harry.
“He used to be an Auror for the Ministry. There are lots of Death Eaters in Azkaban because of him,” Sarah said.
“Yes. That’s why he became so paranoid. I have heard he only drinks from his own hipflask,” Hermione whispered.

Harry: oh, so pretty much, this Mary-Sue comes when Mad-Eye comes in.

Everyone else: pretty much.

Professor Dumbledore, seeing that he had lost control of the situation, pointed his wand at his neck, and said “Sonorus,” so his voice amplified.
“Silence!”

Nise: pretty nifty trick he got there...

Sammy: just forget the part that this little part was supposed to be after the second part of Triwizarding Cup...

Nise: and the fact that SarahSue is pretty much spoiling it for the readers...

The whole room hushed immediately.

Anthony: (makes a fart sound)

“Secondly, The Dark Forrest is forbidden. Some of our older students would do well to remember that.

Nise: (Dumbledore) and that means, no putting anyone's thingy into your you-know-what! Tara, I'm speaking to you!

Harry: (shudders)

No magic in the corridors between classes, as some of the walls are still blackened from stray spells from last year. There is also a long list of items that are banned from the school. To see the list in its entirety, see Mr. Filch. Now, on to my last announcement of the evening. This year, Hogwarts will host a legendary event. This school will not only be your home, but the home of many others, as a select few from two wizarding schools will be staying here. This is because the Triwizard Tournament will be played here, at Hogwarts!”

Sammy: glad to know that Mary-Sue is good at copying lines.

“The Triwizard Tournament?” asked a puzzled looking Harry.
“It is a competition between three schools. There are three different challenges that each representative must complete in order to win. There is a huge prize for the student with the most points,” Sarah said excitedly.

Harry: (himself, sarcastically) oh SarahSue, how do you know all of this?

“Representatives?” Harry asked again.
“Only one person can compete from each school,” Hermione interjected.

Nise: (as Hermoines's inner thoughts) how dare she try to be smart! I'm supposed to be smart one!

“The two other schools,” Dumbledore continued, “will be arriving on Halloween.

Sammy: (as Dumbledore) and please, don't poison the candy...

They are Beauxbatons Academy of Magic from France, and Durmstrang Institute from Northern Europe. I want each and every one of you to welcome them warmly and to show them all the kindness in the world. Just because we will be competing, doesn’t mean we can’t be hospitable.”

Anthony: (ditto) oh, and just to let you know, the bathrooms might be more crowded than usual this year.

“Tell that to Malfoy,” Ron said with disgust in his voice.
Only because he was just mentioned, Sarah looked at Malfoy again. There he was staring at her yet again. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to stop or not, but she had to admit that it was nice.

Nise: so make up your mind! Whether you like it or not!

She had only dated jerks before, and from what she had seen of his behavior, he seemed pleasant enough.

Harry: no he isn't!

She smiled at him. He smiled wider than he had ever done before. He has a really cute smile. And just look at those eyes, thought Sarah. Harry followed her gaze. Seeing who Sarah was looking at, Harry’s face tensed up. Malfoy saw Harry look at him, and gave him a teasing grin. Sarah looked at Harry.

Sarah: hmmm, I wonder what he tastes like...

“What’s wrong?”
“Do you like Malfoy?”
“What?”
“I asked you if you like Malfoy,” Harry said flatly.
“I just met him today. I mean, I don’t know him,” said Sarah.

Anthony: (SaraSue) yes.... no.... I don't know...

“Oh. I just thought you might like him,” Harry said with slight relief in his voice.

Harry: I'd be pleased if she liked Malfoy and not me!

Anthony: welcome to Mary-Sue fanfiction....

Sammy: but we'll have total relief when this is all over...

Hermione, who had actually been paying attention to Dumbledore during this last exchange, got up. Apparently, his Start-of-Term speech was over.
“Come on, guys,” she said.

Nise: (Hermoine) we really ought to start our Sue Sacrifice when midnight comes around!

Glad of the excuse not to talk about her feelings toward Malfoy, Sarah got up. Harry and Ron quickly followed. Walking to the common room, Sarah felt awkward.

Sammy: she really needed to go to the bathroom.

She could admit, if only to herself, that she had a crush on Harry.

Harry: why me?!?

She had figured it out last year when, at a Quidditch match, Harry was attacked by dementors. She felt her heart had stopped beating when it looked like he was going to fall to his death, being saved just in time by Dumbledore. Now, Sarah thought that she might have a small crush on Draco too. But from what everyone was telling her of him, she shouldn’t be feeling this way.

Nise: but hey! Shit happens!

Looking for a way to avoid her own thoughts, she decided to bring up the Triwizard Tournament.
“Didn’t I read somewhere that Viktor Krum, the Seeker for Bulgaria, was still in school at Durmstrang?” she said.
“That’s right! I wonder if he will be coming to Hogwarts,” Ron said.
“That would be totally sweet. I love Quidditch!” Sarah exclaimed.

Sammy: and here, ladies and gentlemen, is where we introduce the fact that SarahSue, is actually an athletic person also! Lets applaud for her, shall we?

All: (slow clap)

“No way! How come you weren’t on the Ravenclaw team then?” asked Harry in surprise.
“Because Roger Davies didn’t think that dating the new Chaser would improve his reputation,” Sarah said simply.
“You were dating Davies?” Hermione burst with mingled shock and amusement.

Nise: looks like we lost Hermoine too....

Harry: this author sure is violent with all the 'bursting'.

“Yeah. He thought that if it weren’t for him, I could never get on the team. So, I broke up with him.”
“What a bloody prat!” shouted Ron.
“You know what is kind of funny though?” Sarah said.
“What?” Harry asked out of curiosity.

Anthony: (as Sarah) I have no idea what I was thinking of joining Quiditch! I mean, all those complicated things you had to do...

Harry: (ditto) I could've sworn it was the cheerleading squad!

“After I broke up with him, he recruited another girl to be Chaser, and after tryouts, he started dating her,” Sarah said with a little bitterness in her voice.
“What a git,” Harry said.

Nise: and here everyone, is where we introduce the fact that SarahSue actually has a sucky past!

All: (once again, a slow clap and monotone cheering)

<...>

Harry: is that it?

Sammy: I'm pretty sure....

Harry: (excitedly) well, lets not waste anymore precious time and get out of here!

Everyone else: good idea!

(everyone leaves the theatre)

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