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"No, no, no," Howard began, "you got it all wrong. Lavender wasn't killed by Fenrir Greyback. Werewolves can't kill."

"But he did kill her," Sheldon argued. "It wasn't his time of the month." His friends all snorted into their lunches and Sheldon looked at them with a confused look on his face. "What?"

"Nothing," Leonard said, taking a bite of his sandwich. "Anyways, Howard's right, he didn't kill her. He just attacked her. Hermione saved her."

"It never says she saved her," Sheldon said. "It just says she went to help, that doesn't technically mean she saved Lavender."

"What do you say, Raj?" Howard asked. Raj shrugged.

"I don't know. I don't really remember. Does it even matter?" he added after taking a drink of his Pepsi.

"Of course it matters!" Sheldon exclaimed. "We want to know if a crazy, psychotic werewolf murdered a seventeen-year-old girl simply out of the pleasure of killing. How wouldn't that matter?" A silence followed his words, as if the others would rather not give their honest answers.

"Well," Howard said, "I still say Greyback didn't kill Lavender."

"Of course he did," said a female voice. A young woman, about her mid-twenties, who was passing the table stopped, frowning at them The three men gawked at her.

"Miss," Sheldon began, "we're not talking about the Harry Potter movies here. We're talking about the books."

"I know," the woman said, "I've read them. It doesn't state she was killed in the books, but Rowling later revealed that she was." The men gawked at her again.

"You've read them all?" Leonard asked.

"Of course," she replied. "They're fabulous pieces of literature. I'm Nikki, by the way." Sheldon looked at her seriously.

"I don't believe you've read them," he said. Nikki raised her eyebrows, taking this as a challenge.

"Oh, haven't I?" She plopped her tray down and sat in the chair at the end of the table, surprising all of them. "I bet I know them better than you do."

"Oh," Leonard said, "I wouldn't say that. You don't want to get Sheldon started. He knows everything there is about Harry Potter."

"Oh?" Nikki's eyebrows raised higher. She looked at Sheldon. "Well, what was the name of Percy's owl?"

"Hermes," he answered instantly. "Try again."

"What was Dolohov's first name?" Nikki asked.

"Antonin," he promptly replied.

"What's Ginny's middle name?"

"Molly."

"How many pages are in Order of the Phoenix?" Nikki shot.

Sheldon twitched uncomfortably. "There's...it's, uh...um..." He was stumped, but he wasn't going to say. "Like you know!"

"Eight-hundred and seventy," Nikki replied smugly. Sheldon looked sharply at Raj, who had his laptop on the table.

"Look that up!" he snapped. Raj did hurriedly, not looking at Nikki. After a moment, he looked up at the others and nodded promptly, saying Nikki was correct.

"Wow," Leonard said, impressed. "I think we found someone that knows Harry Potter better then Sheldon does." Sheldon twitched again.

"That was one question!" he declared. "And a hard one at that!" Nikki grinned and stuck a french fry in her mouth.

"That's why it's so impressive that I know it," she sang. Howard was staring at her in awe, Leonard still with the amused smile, and Sheldon with a look of utmost disgust.

"What did you say your name was again?" Howard asked her.

"Nikki," she replied, holding her hand out to shake his, "Nikki Greene." Howard took her hand and kissed it lightly.

"Well, Nikki Greene, all I have to say is that I don't need Skele-Gro to make one of my bones grow." He winked. Nikki yanked her hand away.

"Okay, eww," she said, scrunching her nose up in disgust. She looked at Leonard. "And you are?"

"Leonard Hofstadter," he replied, shaking her hand. She smiled at her, grateful for no perverted comments. Then she turned to Sheldon.

"Dr. Sheldon Cooper," he replied stiffly, but he didn't move to shake her hand. So far, he wasn't the biggest fan of this young, pretty woman, no matter how attractive her liking of Harry Potter was.

"Nice to meet you," she said politely. Then she looked at Raj. "And you are?"

Raj leaned over and whispered something in Leonard's ear. "Raj Koothrappali," Leonard said, and it's very nice to meet you." Nikki raised her eyebrows, but said nothing. "He can't talk in front of woman," Leonard explained.

Nikki nodded. "Oh. Okay."

"Ha!" Sheldon suddenly said, making Nikki jump. "What does the spell 'Evansco' do and who used it in what book?"

"Easy," she scoffed. "It cleared all the scrolls Bill had in book five." An awestruck silence followed her words.

"Wow," Howard said. "A smart hot chick. Didn't think they existed."

"Still not going for ya," Nikki said, smirking at him. He cursed under his breath and took a bite of his sandwich. A long, lingering silence followed this in where people simply ate. Then Sheldon set down his fork, looked at Nikki, and said, "Must you sit with us?"

"Sheldon," Leonard scolded, "that's rude." He looked at Nikki. "It's okay, Nikki, you can sit here." She smiled at him, but Sheldon glared at her and continued eating.

"So," Leonard began, "what do you do here? I haven't ever seen you."

"Oh, I don't work here," she said, taking a sip of her drink. "My sister does and I couldn't stay home because our younger sisters decided to blow up the apartment. Therefore, I have no place to stay during the day and a ratty hotel to stay in at night."

"You could stay with us," Leonard said politely. Sheldon looked up from his food suddenly, his eyes wide.

"Leonard," he said, "a word?" Leonard sighed and stood, following Sheldon to behind the table.

"Yes?" he sighed.

"You can't just invite a stranger into our home!" Sheldon exclaimed. "What if she's a murderer?"

"She's not a murderer!" Leonard said.

"How do you know?" Sheldon asked. "For all we know, she could be plotting our deaths right this very minute!"

"I can still hear you, you know," Nikki called. Neither of the men looked at her, but continued arguing.

"She's not going to kill us," Leonard declared. And with that, he turned around and said to Nikki, "You're welcome to stay with us, if you'd like."

"Really?" she asked hopefully. Leonard nodded, and Sheldon sighed defeatedly, seeing he wouldn't be able to win that argument.

"Thanks!" she exclaimed. "Thanks sooo much!" She hopped from her chair and said, "I gotta go tell Emma. Thanks again, Leonard, and you, Sheldon." She dashed off to find her sister and they sat down again.

"That was nice of you," Raj commented, but Sheldon stayed silent, glaring at Leonard.

"What?" he asked. He merely glared at him again before pressing his fingers to his temples and glaring deeply at Leonard with a look of pure concentration on his face. Leonard rolled his eyes.

"It's not going to work, Sheldon," he sighed. "It's not possible to blow up my head." Sheldon dropped his arms to his sides, still glaring.

"You sure they're okay people?" Emma, Nikki's twin, asked Nikki suspiciously. Nikki nodded.

"Yeah. Well, Howard was a pervert, Raj wouldn't talk to me, and Sheldon was...Sheldon. But Leonard was super nice!"

"Okay...are they cute?"

"Not remotely," Nikki promptly replied. "And they all like Harry Potter, therefore they're nerds."

"You're rooming with un-hot nerds?" Emma asked, smirking slightly. "Maybe it's not such a great idea. I know how horny you get around un-hot nerds." Nikki laughed.

"Yeah, I just can't control myself." They both laughed and Nikki tossed her blond hair over her shoulder. She was very pretty, even though she'd never agree. Her blond hair was long and curly, down to her mid-back, and her eyes were big and bluish-gray, changing from blue to gray every once and a while. She was thin, but short, earning many taunts about her midget-y height. Her breasts seemed too big for her short body, but she didn't really care. She never cared about her appearance.

She thought Emma was beautiful. She had shoulder length, straight blond hair and green eyes. She was much taller than Nikki, about six inches, in fact, ten in her heels. She wore makeup, but Nikki thought she didn't need it. Without makeup, she looked like a supermodel, but she didn't believe it for a minute.

"Well," Nikki said, "I guess I'll go find out where I'll be staying, then, shouldn't I?"

"It'd be a good idea," Emma agreed. "Call me later, okay?"

"You got it," Nikki said, punching her sister's arm playfully. Emma returned the gesture as Nikki dashed from the room.

"This is it," Leonard said, walking up to the door of 4A. He unlocked the door and led Nikki inside, who was quickly followed by a still fuming Sheldon. Nikki looked around, lifting her small bag more firmly onto her shoulder.

"Cool," she said, walking to the sofa and dropping her bag on the ground, sitting on the left side.

"Uh-uh!" Sheldon exclaimed, hurrying over to her. "That's my spot."

She looked back at the seat, as if examining it. "Does it have your name on it?" He opened his mouth to say something, but promptly closed it and looked at her with a shocked face, surprised she said that.

"What?" he demanded. Nikki laughed.

"I'm messing with you, Sheldon." She scooted over to the right so he could sit down. He did and looked at her strangely for a moment.

"What?" she asked innocently.

"Nothing," he said. "I'm just trying to see why Leonard would let you stay here after five minutes of talking to you." Leonard groaned.

"Let it go, Sheldon," he commanded. But Sheldon ignored him.

"It could be because you're so pretty," he continued, not noticing that Nikki blushed upon him saying this, "or that you have exceptionally large breasts for your short height," Nikki blushed harder, but still he continued, "or your eyes are just very alluring. But honestly, I see nothing else."

"Well, uh..." Nikki cleared her throat. "Thanks...I guess."

"You're welcome," he replied, oblivious to her flaming red cheeks.

"Boot scootin' boogiiiiie!" Nikki sang with the radio, dancing around the kitchen as she made scrambled eggs. "Heel two, docie-do, come on baby let's gooo, boot scootin'. Cadillac, black-jack, baby meet me outback, we're gonna boogie! Aw, get down, turn around, go to town, boot scootin' boogiiiiie!"

She spun around, stopping abruptly when she found herself nearly stumbling into Sheldon, who was standing by the fridge in his pajamas and bathrobe.

"Oh," she said, surprised he was up that early. "I'm sorry. Did I wake you?"

"No," he said, looking down at her. "I was getting up to go to the bathroom and heard Brooks and Dunn with a girl singing, so I came to see what it was." She looked at him, surprised.

"You know who Brooks and Dunn are?" she asked, not moving to turn off the radio. He nodded.

"Of course. I grew up in Texas." He looked over at the stove and said, "What are you making?"

"Eggs," she replied brightly, going back to the stove.

"But it's Friday," he said, looking at her incredulously.

"Good Sheldon, you know your days of the week," she said over her shoulder. He blinked.

"I've known my days of the week for years, thank you," he said. Nikki gave him a look, but he continued with, "But on Fridays, we have waffles."

"Well," she said, turning to him, "this Friday, you're having eggs."

"No," he argued, "every Friday for years we've had waffles."

"But this Friday," she repeated, "you're having eggs."

"No," he said again. "We're having waffles."

"Does it look like I made waffles?" she asked, holding out the plate of eggs. "No, it doesn't. That means you're having eggs."

"No," he began again, but she cut him off with, "Just eat the damn eggs!" He was slightly scared of her, despite her short height, so he took a plate of eggs and mumbled, "Okay."

Nikki smiled a slightly evil smile and said, "Good Sheldon," again. Then she grabbed her own plate and took it over to the couch, curling up in the spot next to Sheldon's and beginning to eat. He sat tentatively down beside her, still feeling slightly afraid, and began eating his own breakfast. He didn't want to admit that they were good, even though they were. That would be admitting she had won.

Nikki grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. She flipped through channels until she found The Princess Bride, which had just started ten minutes ago.

"Ooh, I love this movie!" she exclaimed, setting the remote down. Sheldon looked at her.

"No." He grabbed the remote and changed it to the news. She looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"I don't believe you asked if it was okay with me to change channels." She took the remote back and changed it back to her movie. He looked down at her.

"I didn't know I had to ask you if it was okay to change channels." He took the remote back and changed it back to the news.

"I was watching something," she said, "and you changed it without even asking if it was alright with me. That's just rude." She took the remote back, turning it back to her movie. He made to grab it, but she shoved it down the front of her shirt quickly. He looked at her, obviously surprised.

"Oh, fine, you win," he pouted, looking at the chick flick. Nikki smiled in a satisfied way and looked at the screen as well, feeling happy with herself as she munched on her eggs. She didn't know if she exactly liked Sheldon or not. He was hard to get along with, but hard not to like at the same time. She hated people like that.

Then again, she thought as the cold plastic remote pressed against her breasts, people say I'm one of them.

There you go! I hope you enjoyed it! The next chappie will be up ASAP. And if you don't know what Skele-Gro is, it makes your bones grow. So...yeah. Bye-bye! PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME ANYTHING!

-La Chica De Ojos Azules