Amethyst: Hey, Emerald...
Emerald: What?!?!?!
Amethyst: Say the disclaimer?
Emerald: *sweatdrop* W-why me? Amethyst: Because you're the only one I can successfully blackmail. Emerald: ...................... Amethyst: Exactly. Emerald: First, I have a question. Amethyst: *sighes* If I must, I must...okay, what is it? Emerald: HOW THE FRICKING HELL CAN YOU BLACKMAIL ME???????? Amethyst: I'm sorry. I'm afraid that is confidental information. Emerald: Tell me or I'll tell the whole school you like Alexander Michael Chmaj...*realizes she just told a heck of a lot of people online* SHIT!!!! Amethyst: *gets a large, rather square, and very sharp-looking metal bat out of nowhere. It has spikes all over it* I'm sorry, Emerald. You must die now. *starts chasing Emerald around* Emerald: *runs for her life, and for fear of being very mortally wounded* Ruby: *sweatdrop* Amethyst does not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling and Scholastic do. ~~~~~~ Heaven on Earth Chapter 1
Draco was running. He was looking for...something. He didn't know what. "Sara! Where are you!" He yelled. Who was this Sara? He yelled her name again. Suddenly, he came to a cage with a beautiful girl in it. Her slightly wavy strawberry blond hair fell perfectly in her sea-blue eyes. Around her pupils on each eye was a thin ring of gold. She had some freckles across her nose. She wore a lavender sleeveless dress with a darker violet cloak that looked perfect on her. He ran up to her and began looking for a way for her to get out of the cage. "Draco..." She whispered, tears falling down her face. She lovingly stroked his pale cheek. He touched her hand and held it on his cheek. It was smooth. Perfect. He one-handed tried to pick the lock with a paperclip. *Me using Muggle tools...what has the world come to?* He thought. Suddenly, he felt a wand pressed against his back. He let go of Sara's hand, and turned around. It was Lord Voldemort. "Nice of you to join us." Voldemort said. Draco took a step back, so he was against the cage. "Now your girlfriend will get to see your horrible death." Voldemort took out his wand. "Avada Kedavra!" Draco wasn't sure which was louder, Sara screaming his name hysterically, or his own heartbeat. Suddenly there was a green glow all around him, then all was black. ~~~~~~ Draco woke with a start, sweat dripping down his face. He had that dream for the past month, and try what he might to stop it or change it, he kept having that nightmare. He wasn't sure who Sara was or why she was in a cage, but he was sure that whatever it was, it seemed to be of a lot of importance. He got up out of bed, got dressed, and went to breakfast. ~~~~~~ When he got to breakfast, he noticed something unusual. The Sorting Hat was on the stool. He quietly pondered what was going on as he sat next to his sidekicks, Crabbe and Goyle. Dumbledore got up as soon as everyone was in the Great Hall, and everyone immediantly silenced. "As you are all probably wondering, there are going to be three new transfer students coming from the Washington State Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They will be fifth-years. They are triplets, I might add. They should be arriving any minute now." Dumbledore said. No sooner had he said that than the doors of the Great Hall opened, and in came three people, two girls and a boy. Everyone was trying to get a look at them. When all three of them got beside the Sorting Hat, Draco gasped, for one of the girls looked exactly like the girl named Sara in his dream. Same eyes, same hair, same face. Even the same body shape, athletic and lithe. Every freckle was present and accounted for. Now all she needed was the same name..... "Will you please introduce yourselves?" Dumbledore asked. The boy spoke up first. "My name is Chandler Trelawney, and these are my sisters, Amanda or Mandi Trelawney and..." Chandler was about to point to the girl identical to the girl in Draco's dream, when she said, "Sara Trelawney." Draco gasped, and just about fainted. It took all of his willpower not to. Simply because the girl also had the same name. "Now, will Chandler put on the Sorting Hat? Next will be Mandi, then Sara." Dumbledore said. Chandler eagerly put on the Sorting Hat. It took a full minute to finally yell, "GRYFFINDOR!!!!" The Gryffindor table exploded in cheers, and Chandler took an empty seat next to some other fifth-years. Next, Mandi put on the hat. It took less than ten seconds to shout, "GRYFFINDOR!!!!" The Gryffindor table exploded in cheers. He wanted Sara to be in Slytherin. Then, the moment Draco had been waiting for, Sara put on the Sorting Hat. It took less than a second for it to shout, "GRYFFINDOR!!!!" *Great, the girl I see in my dreams every night, who I want to get to know (partly to get to the bottom of my dreams) is in Slytherin's sworn enemy house, Gryffindor. This is just perfect.* The Gryffindor table exploded with cheers as Sara took an empty seat next to Potter, Weasel, and Granger. They all patted her on the back, and then, THEN, Sara started talking to Potter and looking like she enjoyed it, too. This made Draco's blood boil. Why did he care so much? He hardly knew her, and yet he wanted to talk to her, laugh with her, he just wanted to be Potter or Weasel right now. He got up from his breakfast and went to the library. He suddenly lost his appetite. ~~~~~~ Sara saw Draco from the minute she entered the Great Hall to the point where he left. And who couldn't, what with his silvery blond hair and fair skin. Why was he all she thought about? She didn't even KNOW him. She only knew his rather unusual name. She got up, and followed him, much to the objection of her new friends, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter. Yes, THE Harry Potter. The one who made Voldemort lose power. Temporarily. Sara knew somehow that Voldemort was back and more powerful than ever, but no one knew she knew. She soon caught sight of him, and ran to catch up. She was soon behind him, and she let out a hand to stop him. He jumped, and turned around. "Oh, it's you. What was your name....oh yes, Sara." Draco said. "And your name is....Draco Malfoy, right?" Sara asked. "The one and only." He said. "That's an unusual name." She said. "Draco means 'Dragon' and it's a constellation of a dragon, and I have no clue what Malfoy means." "You obviously like astronomy." Draco said. "You're looking at a future astronomer." Sara said. Draco nodded. "Not only are you pretty, you have a very good goal for the future. I like a well-rounded girl." Draco said. "You realize 'well-rounded' means I do sports, also....which I wonder how you know." Sara said. "You're body is too athletic and skinny for you to do nothing but schoolwork, eating, and sociallizing." Draco said. Sara blushed. "That's very nice to know." She said. "So, do you do some kind of sport?" She asked. "Actually, I'm the Slytherin Quiddich Seeker." He said in a matter-of- fact tone. "Quiddich is overrated." Sara said. "Then what sport do you do?" Draco asked, offended. "Track. A Muggle sport we for some reason have at my old school." She said. "It's quite fun, especially discus throwing and shot-putting." Draco raised his eyebrow. "And track consists of...?" He asked. "Lots of running and jumping." Sara said. Draco nodded. "And that makes your body perfect." Draco said. Sara blushed again. Draco smiled, then said, "You know, you're all right." "For a Gryffindor?" Sara asked, raising her eyebrow. "For anyone. How about we talk a bit after classes? Have you gotten all of your books?" Draco asked. "Sure, why not? And yes, I did get all of my books." She said. She held up the book bag she had been holding. "Next class is Potions, right?" He asked. Sara looked at her schedule and nodded. "With the Slytherins, too." Sara said, and looked up at Draco. "I'll walk you there. It's rather hard to get there alone the first time." He said, and grabbed her arm rather gently. He then led her to the Potions dungeon among the crowd that was passing by to get to their classes. When they got to the classes, they found the room almost all the way empty. Except for five people, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Chandler, who was sitting next to Hermione, and Mandi, who was sitting next to Ron and talking to him. She was smiling with a slightly dreamy look on her face. Sara saw this look, and started snickering. Mandi liked Ron. Mandi heard the snickering, and looked up, glaring. Sara glared back, then smiled. Mandi smiled back. Sara took a seat next to Harry, who was next to Mandi, much to Draco's dismay. Sara smiled, and started talking to Harry. "So, how do you like Potions?" Sara asked. "Oh, I hate it. Professor Snape is horrible. He favors the Slytherins because he's the Head of the Slytherin house." Harry said. "I hate teachers like that. And if he's the Head, who's the Neck and Shoulders?" Sara said. Harry laughed at the little joke. "You're funny." He said, laughing. Sara smiled a bit. "Thank you, thank you. I'm here till' Thursday!" Sara said in an sports announcer voice. Harry laughed a bit more, but stopped immediantly when Snape came storming in. There was complete silence and everyone held their attention on Snape. Sara wasn't paying attention, and was too busy doodling on a piece of parchment. Snape must have noticed, because he suddenly glided up to her (which wasn't hard, considering she was in the front row) and looked at the piece of parchment. It had a cartoon with a character in Hogwarts robes. It said for a title, "When Sara goes mad (not that she hasn't before)." Snape read it, and, was that a smile? Soon it became a chuckle. "Well, it seems one person here has a sense of humor." He said, smiling at her. Bashful and modest as she was, she said (while blushing), "I'm not that funny, am I?" Before anyone could answer, Draco came up and took the parchment! Soon, he was bursting out laughing, and showing the rest of the Slytherins, who were soon laughing. Sara's face turned redder and redder from embarrasment. Draco saw this, and soon walked over to her, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be embarrased. It's a good thing, that it is." Suddenly, Sara began laughing. She whispered something to Chandler and Mandi. They started laughing. Everyone looked around, confused. "Kenshin said that in Rurouni Kenshin. It's a Japanese cartoon turned into an American version that some Muggles had made that we are all fond of." Chandler said. Sara nodded, and so did Mandi. Draco was about to scoff when he remembered Sara liked that show, so he should respect that. He seemed to not want to offend her, to make her see the real him, unlike how he acted to his friends. If he just wanted to have her as a friend, then why did he show more of his true colors? Why did he want to? He was confused.
Emerald: *sweatdrop* W-why me? Amethyst: Because you're the only one I can successfully blackmail. Emerald: ...................... Amethyst: Exactly. Emerald: First, I have a question. Amethyst: *sighes* If I must, I must...okay, what is it? Emerald: HOW THE FRICKING HELL CAN YOU BLACKMAIL ME???????? Amethyst: I'm sorry. I'm afraid that is confidental information. Emerald: Tell me or I'll tell the whole school you like Alexander Michael Chmaj...*realizes she just told a heck of a lot of people online* SHIT!!!! Amethyst: *gets a large, rather square, and very sharp-looking metal bat out of nowhere. It has spikes all over it* I'm sorry, Emerald. You must die now. *starts chasing Emerald around* Emerald: *runs for her life, and for fear of being very mortally wounded* Ruby: *sweatdrop* Amethyst does not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling and Scholastic do. ~~~~~~ Heaven on Earth Chapter 1
Draco was running. He was looking for...something. He didn't know what. "Sara! Where are you!" He yelled. Who was this Sara? He yelled her name again. Suddenly, he came to a cage with a beautiful girl in it. Her slightly wavy strawberry blond hair fell perfectly in her sea-blue eyes. Around her pupils on each eye was a thin ring of gold. She had some freckles across her nose. She wore a lavender sleeveless dress with a darker violet cloak that looked perfect on her. He ran up to her and began looking for a way for her to get out of the cage. "Draco..." She whispered, tears falling down her face. She lovingly stroked his pale cheek. He touched her hand and held it on his cheek. It was smooth. Perfect. He one-handed tried to pick the lock with a paperclip. *Me using Muggle tools...what has the world come to?* He thought. Suddenly, he felt a wand pressed against his back. He let go of Sara's hand, and turned around. It was Lord Voldemort. "Nice of you to join us." Voldemort said. Draco took a step back, so he was against the cage. "Now your girlfriend will get to see your horrible death." Voldemort took out his wand. "Avada Kedavra!" Draco wasn't sure which was louder, Sara screaming his name hysterically, or his own heartbeat. Suddenly there was a green glow all around him, then all was black. ~~~~~~ Draco woke with a start, sweat dripping down his face. He had that dream for the past month, and try what he might to stop it or change it, he kept having that nightmare. He wasn't sure who Sara was or why she was in a cage, but he was sure that whatever it was, it seemed to be of a lot of importance. He got up out of bed, got dressed, and went to breakfast. ~~~~~~ When he got to breakfast, he noticed something unusual. The Sorting Hat was on the stool. He quietly pondered what was going on as he sat next to his sidekicks, Crabbe and Goyle. Dumbledore got up as soon as everyone was in the Great Hall, and everyone immediantly silenced. "As you are all probably wondering, there are going to be three new transfer students coming from the Washington State Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They will be fifth-years. They are triplets, I might add. They should be arriving any minute now." Dumbledore said. No sooner had he said that than the doors of the Great Hall opened, and in came three people, two girls and a boy. Everyone was trying to get a look at them. When all three of them got beside the Sorting Hat, Draco gasped, for one of the girls looked exactly like the girl named Sara in his dream. Same eyes, same hair, same face. Even the same body shape, athletic and lithe. Every freckle was present and accounted for. Now all she needed was the same name..... "Will you please introduce yourselves?" Dumbledore asked. The boy spoke up first. "My name is Chandler Trelawney, and these are my sisters, Amanda or Mandi Trelawney and..." Chandler was about to point to the girl identical to the girl in Draco's dream, when she said, "Sara Trelawney." Draco gasped, and just about fainted. It took all of his willpower not to. Simply because the girl also had the same name. "Now, will Chandler put on the Sorting Hat? Next will be Mandi, then Sara." Dumbledore said. Chandler eagerly put on the Sorting Hat. It took a full minute to finally yell, "GRYFFINDOR!!!!" The Gryffindor table exploded in cheers, and Chandler took an empty seat next to some other fifth-years. Next, Mandi put on the hat. It took less than ten seconds to shout, "GRYFFINDOR!!!!" The Gryffindor table exploded in cheers. He wanted Sara to be in Slytherin. Then, the moment Draco had been waiting for, Sara put on the Sorting Hat. It took less than a second for it to shout, "GRYFFINDOR!!!!" *Great, the girl I see in my dreams every night, who I want to get to know (partly to get to the bottom of my dreams) is in Slytherin's sworn enemy house, Gryffindor. This is just perfect.* The Gryffindor table exploded with cheers as Sara took an empty seat next to Potter, Weasel, and Granger. They all patted her on the back, and then, THEN, Sara started talking to Potter and looking like she enjoyed it, too. This made Draco's blood boil. Why did he care so much? He hardly knew her, and yet he wanted to talk to her, laugh with her, he just wanted to be Potter or Weasel right now. He got up from his breakfast and went to the library. He suddenly lost his appetite. ~~~~~~ Sara saw Draco from the minute she entered the Great Hall to the point where he left. And who couldn't, what with his silvery blond hair and fair skin. Why was he all she thought about? She didn't even KNOW him. She only knew his rather unusual name. She got up, and followed him, much to the objection of her new friends, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter. Yes, THE Harry Potter. The one who made Voldemort lose power. Temporarily. Sara knew somehow that Voldemort was back and more powerful than ever, but no one knew she knew. She soon caught sight of him, and ran to catch up. She was soon behind him, and she let out a hand to stop him. He jumped, and turned around. "Oh, it's you. What was your name....oh yes, Sara." Draco said. "And your name is....Draco Malfoy, right?" Sara asked. "The one and only." He said. "That's an unusual name." She said. "Draco means 'Dragon' and it's a constellation of a dragon, and I have no clue what Malfoy means." "You obviously like astronomy." Draco said. "You're looking at a future astronomer." Sara said. Draco nodded. "Not only are you pretty, you have a very good goal for the future. I like a well-rounded girl." Draco said. "You realize 'well-rounded' means I do sports, also....which I wonder how you know." Sara said. "You're body is too athletic and skinny for you to do nothing but schoolwork, eating, and sociallizing." Draco said. Sara blushed. "That's very nice to know." She said. "So, do you do some kind of sport?" She asked. "Actually, I'm the Slytherin Quiddich Seeker." He said in a matter-of- fact tone. "Quiddich is overrated." Sara said. "Then what sport do you do?" Draco asked, offended. "Track. A Muggle sport we for some reason have at my old school." She said. "It's quite fun, especially discus throwing and shot-putting." Draco raised his eyebrow. "And track consists of...?" He asked. "Lots of running and jumping." Sara said. Draco nodded. "And that makes your body perfect." Draco said. Sara blushed again. Draco smiled, then said, "You know, you're all right." "For a Gryffindor?" Sara asked, raising her eyebrow. "For anyone. How about we talk a bit after classes? Have you gotten all of your books?" Draco asked. "Sure, why not? And yes, I did get all of my books." She said. She held up the book bag she had been holding. "Next class is Potions, right?" He asked. Sara looked at her schedule and nodded. "With the Slytherins, too." Sara said, and looked up at Draco. "I'll walk you there. It's rather hard to get there alone the first time." He said, and grabbed her arm rather gently. He then led her to the Potions dungeon among the crowd that was passing by to get to their classes. When they got to the classes, they found the room almost all the way empty. Except for five people, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Chandler, who was sitting next to Hermione, and Mandi, who was sitting next to Ron and talking to him. She was smiling with a slightly dreamy look on her face. Sara saw this look, and started snickering. Mandi liked Ron. Mandi heard the snickering, and looked up, glaring. Sara glared back, then smiled. Mandi smiled back. Sara took a seat next to Harry, who was next to Mandi, much to Draco's dismay. Sara smiled, and started talking to Harry. "So, how do you like Potions?" Sara asked. "Oh, I hate it. Professor Snape is horrible. He favors the Slytherins because he's the Head of the Slytherin house." Harry said. "I hate teachers like that. And if he's the Head, who's the Neck and Shoulders?" Sara said. Harry laughed at the little joke. "You're funny." He said, laughing. Sara smiled a bit. "Thank you, thank you. I'm here till' Thursday!" Sara said in an sports announcer voice. Harry laughed a bit more, but stopped immediantly when Snape came storming in. There was complete silence and everyone held their attention on Snape. Sara wasn't paying attention, and was too busy doodling on a piece of parchment. Snape must have noticed, because he suddenly glided up to her (which wasn't hard, considering she was in the front row) and looked at the piece of parchment. It had a cartoon with a character in Hogwarts robes. It said for a title, "When Sara goes mad (not that she hasn't before)." Snape read it, and, was that a smile? Soon it became a chuckle. "Well, it seems one person here has a sense of humor." He said, smiling at her. Bashful and modest as she was, she said (while blushing), "I'm not that funny, am I?" Before anyone could answer, Draco came up and took the parchment! Soon, he was bursting out laughing, and showing the rest of the Slytherins, who were soon laughing. Sara's face turned redder and redder from embarrasment. Draco saw this, and soon walked over to her, and whispered in her ear, "Don't be embarrased. It's a good thing, that it is." Suddenly, Sara began laughing. She whispered something to Chandler and Mandi. They started laughing. Everyone looked around, confused. "Kenshin said that in Rurouni Kenshin. It's a Japanese cartoon turned into an American version that some Muggles had made that we are all fond of." Chandler said. Sara nodded, and so did Mandi. Draco was about to scoff when he remembered Sara liked that show, so he should respect that. He seemed to not want to offend her, to make her see the real him, unlike how he acted to his friends. If he just wanted to have her as a friend, then why did he show more of his true colors? Why did he want to? He was confused.