A/N: I'm back! And so is Acacya… unfortunately. ANYWAY I'm going to finally have pity on Ron… after this next chapter. Then I'll have someone else read… bwuahahahaha! (cough, cough) Sorry… something got caught in me throat… (AHEM) Please enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: If you read the first one it applies to this one as well. I don't own Harry Potter, Mary Sues, or even the basic idea of the story. Yeah… I just own Acacya… damn…
"Come on! Can't someone else read?" Ron begged, hoping someone would take pity on him. Hermione tutted and shook her bushy hair wildly.
"Oh but dearest Ronald… wasn't it you that thought it was a harmless book?" she asked sweetly. Ginny sniggered, as well as everyone else in the room. Ron sighed heavily and began to mutter something about 'bloody women remember everything…'.
The feast went on accordingly, except for Dumbledore cut down on his regular speech and spoke more about Acacya.
"My dear students, please welcome the intelligent, beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, perfect, generous, kind, intellectual, woman Acacya who is visiting from America! She will join the sixth years even though she is only about to turn 15… you see she's so skilled that she doesn't need all the other years of school. Did I mention she's a muggle?" The whole school cheered, even the Slytherins.
"Oh dream on missy," Draco spat, looking annoyed. "Slytherins would never applaud an American muggle joining the school!"
Acacya blushed as she caught Draco winking enticingly at her. It was enough to make her throw herself in his room and…
Ron's voice dropped off at this point, his eyes wide in horror.
"Oh god… oh god I'm going to be sick," he mumbled, frantically turning the pages. "IT WON'T END! GOD IT'S LASTING FOREVER!"
"What is Weasley? What's lasting forever?" Draco whimpered, afraid of whatever it was that Ron was afraid of.
"Her… her fantasies Draco! Oh god they burn!" Ron shrieked, eyes tearing up from the horror. Draco's face turned green and he walked over to where Ron sat. He poked his head around the other boy's shoulder and his gray eyes scanned quickly over the paper. Malfoy gave a high pitched yelp and flew backwards, writhing in agonizing pain.
"Malfoy?" someone asked worriedly. Draco's eyes were rolling in the back of his head and he was muttering something in a different language… possibly… hmm… it sounds kind of like Latin and French crossed… weird. Strange gurgling noises also emitted from Draco's throat as his mouth began to froth dangerously.
"Someone pour water on him!" one person cried.
"Someone call Madam Pomfrey!" another shouted.
"Someone call an exorcist!" Seamus hollered, clutching something underneath his shirt. Ginny stood up and spoke a spell that allowed water to emit from the end of her wand, allowing it to pour all over Draco's face. Ron was no longer looking at the book but instead watching Draco's antics interestedly.
"For god sakes Wealette! Stop the water!" Malfoy sputtered. Ginny's eyes blazed and she made it so the water was boiling hot, left it on for a minute, and then turned it back off. When it was all done Malfoy's face looked horribly mangled and splotched, thanks to the hot water.
"Maybe we should stop for a minute…" Hermione suggested tentatively. Everyone looked between Malfoy and Ron, considered their mental stability, and nodded in reply. This allowed Draco and Ron to try and block the painful images that had been burned in their brains by PrettySprinkleSparklesRainbow.
Finally, the group seemed ready to tackle the rest of the story and quickly delved into the rest of the chapter, hoping no more harm would come to any of them.
But then Acacya remembered sweet Harry next to her and realized that the Slytherin Sex God could wait for a while. She had a date with Harry that night.
"She also has a new House dedicated to her, which we decided to call Unicorn because it is the only creature on Earth that can compare to her," Dumbledore continued once the cheering died down. "This will be effective next year for the new batch of first years and any that wish to transfer next year… may." Acacya giggled at all the attention she was getting and bashfully clung to Harry's arm.
"Yeah… bashfully… or something else?" Ron commented darkly. Everyone made a face and threw pillows at him, a sign for him to just keep his mouth shut and read.
"Would the lovely lady like to say a few words?" Dumbledore asked, motioning to the glowing Acacya. ("Hasn't she said enough?" Dean asked.) Acacya curtseyed gracefully and made her way to Dumbledore's seat. He eagerly moved so that she could face the entire school.
"My fellow students," she began in a silky voice that resembled the merry tinkling of a stream against river rocks. ("Honestly!") Several catcalls were released and Acacya beamed over at the various tables they had erupted from. "I come here for the opportunity to learn and to partake in your daily activities! I hope that my natural abilities help the Wizarding Community in some drastic way… thank you," she finished sweetly, heading back down to the Gryffindor table.
"Throw her off a cliff fake-Harry while you still have the chance!" Harry called suddenly, desperately hoping that this would be true.
Harry beamed at her and leaned towards her to say something in his low and husky voice (giggle!)
"Brilliant speech," he breathed into her ear, causing Acacya's hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end. She smiled gently at him and thanked him.
"It was nothing… I've faced greater trials in my lifetime," she answered. It was then with a jolt that Acacya was forced to remember her terrible past.
"Let me guess… some ridiculous sob story?" Neville asked sadly. Hermione nodded solemnly.
She remembered back to what her home life was like… how awful it was!
(Flashback)
"Acacya! For goodness sake take out the garbage!" Acacya groaned from her luxurious bed and whimpered gently.
"But daddy… I told you why I couldn't take the garbage out!" she cried, tears forming in her eyes. Not again… she couldn't deal with this right now. After all, Brett had just been killed off during her favorite soap, "Days of Tomorrow's Other Future's Children"! Did he really expect her to be able to actually function through her grief.
"Sweetheart, the fact that there is a chance that the lid will bruise your tender fingers isn't a decent excuse," her father growled dangerously from the doorway. Acacya protested loudly, trying to beg her father to see reason.
"But it smells so bad… and didn't you hear?" she asked dramatically. Her very life supply seemed to be withering as she argued with her difficult father. "Brett is dead!" she choked, and finally began to sob. Her father just rolled his eyes though and very uncaringly stormed away from his poor sobbing daughter.
"You're such a drama queen!" he shouted exasperatedly. Acacya continued to sob onto her silk pillows, not believing it to be true.
"BRETT! WHY!" she screamed, clutching a pillow to her chest as she wept in sorrow and despair. "DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screamed/whimpered.
(End flashback)
Acacya wiped away a few stray tears and tried to push her terrible past aside. She was starting a new future now, away from her demanding and trying parents. Harry grabbed her hand in concern, not understanding why his beloved was crying.
"Who caused you such pain?" he asked her quietly as he pulled her to him, soothing her gently.
"Well… Brett's death certainly was a big deal," Luna noted, not really helping.
"God what a freak!" Ginny snapped scathingly. Oh how she loathed this girl… even more than the others. Well, maybe not Harry or Draco… but she hated her more than she ever thought possible.
"Oh Harry… don't trouble yourself. It's all in the past now… I must learn to cope on my own," Acacya said firmly, finally pulling herself regretfully from Harry's arms. Harry also seemed to want to hold her longer but let her go.
"I'm always here for you…" he whispered, ignoring the disgusting glares Hermione was sending them.
"I know…" she answered, smiling through her rapidly drying tears. Suddenly a thought occurred to her… and she knew how she could finally be with Harry. But she couldn't push the matter, no she had to let Harry come to her first. And judging by the way things were going it wouldn't be that long.
"Oh lord," Harry muttered, trying to shove himself farther into the chair.
Later that night, Acacya sat in the Gryffindor Common Room thinking to herself. She never realized how strongly she wanted… no needed Harry. She was so deep in love with him… and if not love at least lust! It was close enough right? (Duh… love and lust are the same thing! Everyone knows that! Giggle!)
"Oh go buy a dictionary!" Hermione snapped angrily. Dean chuckled at something Ginny had muttered next to him. "What's so funny?" Hermione demanded, eyes blazing.
"Well…" Ginny chuckled. "I doubt that the kind of dictionary she has would help. She does only speak whore," she cackled. Hermione grinned and high-fived the younger girl for coming up with such an excellent comeback.
Suddenly there came scrambling footsteps as several boys came charging down the stairs, throwing something at each other.
"What's going on?" Acacya asked curiously. Harry (he happened to be the leader of the pack…) turned and noticed her attendance there.
"We're having a war… whoever can hit the other with more fluffy items from their wands wins!" Just at that moment a large ball of cotton bounced off Harry's head, causing him to retaliate by sending a pair of pink, fluffy, bunny slippers. Acacya grinned, grabbed her newly acquired wand, ("Where in Merlin did she get that?"), and stood up to join. It was then that she revealed her pajamas, causing the boys to all turn and gape at her. She wore a tight black tank top with low riding flannel bottoms that cut off right below the hip bone. The shirt only pulled up to just above her belly button and showed quite a bit of cleavage.
"Sadly there isn't a dress code for night wear," Hermione muttered dejectedly.
"It could be worse," Ginny offered.
Her hair fell free behind her shoulders with just a few strands falling in front. It was then that the boys realized that that her long and thick hair fell right at the waist and seemed to alter between wavy and straight with every one of her movements. Acacya took the guys' distraction to pelt them each with a cloud like substance. The boys giggled ("What?" every guy in the room cried.) and continued to pelt each other with fluffy substances. Soon every one stood gasping in the middle, each with a rather thick layer of what appeared to be whipped cream on them.
"Uh-oh," Hermione whispered, glancing nervously at poor unsuspecting Harry.
"Come on Acacya!" Harry demanded and led Acacya out of the Common Room. Acacya giggled and followed him willingly. Before they knew it they were standing before a familiar looking tapestry… it was the ROOM OF REQUIREMENT!
"No," Harry whimpered. Ignoring his friend's obvious distress Ron continued on with the chapter.
Acacya looked on adoringly as Harry paced the entrance three times and then gasped when a doorway emerged. Once inside Acacya found such a romantic setting… moonlight shimmered and it appeared that they were standing on a balcony of some type. Harry turned once more to face her and took a deep breath.
"I know that I've only known you for a short time but… I feel such an attraction to you and… Acacya I think I love you," he said firmly. Acacya smiled through tears, after such past she had she didn't think anyone could love her.
"Oh please… you didn't take the garbage out!" Neville cried exasperatedly.
Harry then leaned in and Acacya closed her eyes in pleasure as their lips met in a fiery kiss. Acacya giggled as she realized they were both coated in whipped cream and then took full advantage of it.
"STOP RON!" everyone screamed. Ron stopped reading and held his hands up in defeat.
"I wasn't gonna read it… though Harry… I always took you for a boxers guy…" he chuckled. Once Ron turned the next page though he was no longer chuckling.
A/N: Haha… a cliffy! Lol! Please review and let me know what you thought. And don't worry, no specifics in this story. Just suggestions… ;D I'm not that disgusting… I swear! And if any of you were wondering, I don't find Daniel Radcliff attractive. Just getting that out there… :D
