Theresa Anastasia Ximena Maria de los Angeles California, sixteen years old, transferred to Hogwarts from a Magic School somewhere on the other side of the Atlantic, was sited down in front of her new Headmaster.
Albus Dumbledore looked from the new student to her record. Both were perfect, the first one in form, the second, in content, but it wasn't like the elder man was expecting something else. What he was interested in was to know the intentions of this girl, that way, he'd know who to warn against what.
"I'm here to redeem my kind," she said simply, staring at Dumbledore's blue eyes with her own dark lilac ones.
"Your kind, miss California?" Dumbledore had to be sure. For 'my kind', she could mean the Death Eaters, the muggleborn or even the Hufflepuffs, even though this last two were highly improbable, because her record said 'pure blood', and the Sorting Hat had placed her in Sparklypoo through e-mail.
But, as the Headmaster learned in the hard way, there was no real way to be sure.
"You know," continued the new student playing with her beautiful golden-as-a-sunshine-in-a-spring-morning hair. "My kind. The Mary Sues."
"I'm sorry?"
The Headmaster couldn't believe his ears. Was this girl admitting what she was? She would be the first ever!
"The Mary Sues. You should know about us: we are perfect in every aspect and they still hate us!" The young lady was about to cry; her cute yellow eyes were covered with crystal-like tears.
"So, er, miss California, how do you plan to redeem you kind, the Mary Sues?"
Theresa Anastasia Ximena Maria de los Angeles California (or TAXMAC, for short), produced from her bag a big bunch of paper, where her plan was carefuly detailed.
"First, I'm going to help the four houses to unite against Voldie... I mean, Lord Voldemort. Then, I'll bring back to the Light Side the students who were lured by the Dark Side. Then, I'll get together everybody here with their One True Love. You with McGonagall, for example. Then, I'll organize all of the Good Guys (and Girls), who would be by then full of the Power of Love to defeat Voldemort. Not to kill him, of course not, that would be barbaric, but to show him what it is to have someone who cares about you." TAXMAC looked back to Dumbledore "And that's more or less my plan. What do you think?"
"Well, it is... interesting..." and very much what every other Mary Sue had tried to do before. "Miss California, why don't you go to your bedroom and rest before doing all of this?" asked Dumbledore, taking her by the arm and leading her to the door. Now that he knew, he had to warn every single soul in Hogwarts, and even send a letter to Riddle. Everyone deserved the chance to be prepared.
"That's a great idea, Mr. Headmaster. Do you know if my room is decorated in pink and has unicorns running around on the wall?"
"Yes, of course. That's the standard room in Sparklypoo."
"Cool! And, you know something, Mr. Headmaster? Your eyes don't sparkle as much as they say..."