AN: I'm really surprised that the story has gotten this far. Seven chapters already! I want to thank TheGirlWhoPunchedDracoMalfoy, and InvaderVyn. Lovely reviews. And to those who read this; please, listen up. Watch Doctor Who during the summer. Otherwise, you will find that homework has gone further back on priorities. This goes for Torchwood and SJA as well. You will spend hours watching, it's that good.
Disclamer: Now, if I owned Harry Potter, would I really write fanfiction about fanfiction?
Opal closed her eyes and massaged her temples. They were in the Room of Requirement, the only safe place from OOC-ness. Surrounding her were a few key members of the main HP cast. The Golden Trio, of course. They barely left her sight these days. Luna Lovegood was also there, being one of the characters Mary Sues tend to overlook. A few from Harry's dormitory, Dean, Neville, and Seamus were present, as key members of the D.A.
The Patil twins stood guard at the double door, flanked by a few Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. A single Slytherin, Blaise Zabini was standing awkwardly in a corner.
Opal opened her eyes, exhausted. The first thing she could do was show these people what they were up against. The she could call for backup. Two stories was a bit much for her, and when dealing with Enoby, impossible. Opal gestured towards the group and told them to come forward.
"I want to show you guys exactly what this fanfiction has done to this fandom." She said gravely. Control had managed to send Opal's laptop along with several weapons before the second crisis. She had pulled up a repost of the dreaded story and turned it towards them. Characters, such as the Trio, that were already in the story already know what was going on, every time it was read. Whenever a fanfiction was read, the characters in the fandom felt the story progressing. They all stepped back and moved to a corner with Zabini.
"Don't you want to read?" Opal asked.
He sneered. " Draco told me about this one, back when he was still sane. I don't want anyone getting ideas, alright? I'm here to free my house from Robina. That girl is a Muggle-born, a mudblood in Sytherin! It opened my eyes. I won't have her here."
Opal nodded. "Alright, sure, I won't say anything about you helping us. But you have to admit-it is rather noble."
Zabini spat in disgust.
"And," continued the author." Don't use that word."
Screams were heard from the far side of the room. Opal looked sadly at the students. "Yeah, I remember my first time." she said.
Hermione looked at Opal. "Can't they take a break?" she asked. "It's not an easy thing to relive, either."
"I'm sorry, Hermione, but we've got to get this done. While they read, why don't we think of a strategy?"
She looked a bit bitter. "Okay, but I don't know how well Bloody Mary' is going to think."
"Try to keep her out, yeah? Same with you guys, Harry especially. We don't want you running off in love with her either."
Ron nodded, looking cheerful at the fact that he was a minor character.
"Got you, mate. You run, I'll hold you back."
Harry scowled.
"What about Draco? He's reliving this too." Zabini said. "Should we go get him?"
Opal shook her head. 'Too risky. We can't let Robina get a single whisper of this. She might affect the Room if she knew about it. I'm not sure how powerful she is."
He nodded. "Well? Plan of action?"
Opal smiled at Hermione."We will have to abandon the earlier plan. So your off the hook." Hermione smiled back.
Opal suddenly took on a more serious note. "I'm not sure how we can trap both Sues though, not at the same time, and that's the only way to do it. I don't know what the others will say, back in Control either."
Hermione started to talk. "Well, what about this Halloween Ball? Could we use it anyway? It's tonight, we have got a bit of time to lay traps. You said that Control had sent some weapons ahead, what were they?"
Opal dumped out a bag on to the floor. The group hunched over them.
"...what is that?"
The author grinned. "This, dear friends, are the best part of being an author."
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Robina made her way across the snow to the tall goth girl.
"Ebony." She said curtly, extending a hand.
Ebony sneered at it. "whatever. your robina?"
Robina had always know about the grmmar in My Immortal, but for it to actually make an impact while speaking-!
"Yes, I am. I am surprised you answered my summons so quickly."
"well, there was like, nothing for me to due, like no one requests us anymor. we were taken down by the goddamnm fanfiction crew."
"Okay. Well, the one I told you about, her name is 13opals. And she used to be part of Sapphire21, so we do have a bit of dirt on her."
Ebony's face lit up depressingly. "OMFG, i love them!"
"She disbanded them."
The smile shrank.
"So, we are going to get rid of her. Let my story continue. Got it?" Robina didn't care what Ebony really thought. She respected her as a Sue, but quite frankly, this was her story. Once Opal had been dealt with, Robina was sending Enoby straight back.
There was one problem.
Draco Malfoy was both of their love interests.
This wasn't going to turn out well.
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"Everyone in positions?" Opal whispered. Answers came out through the enchanted Galleon Hermione had recharmed. Now voices could be picked up like radio signals, and they could be heard.
Noises of assent came through the coin.
"Good. No, I want a nice lean mission, got that?"
The same noises.
"Brilliant. Let's go!"
Opal tore out from behind the doors of the Great Hall. His was her assigned area, and she was ready to lay traps for the upcoming ball.
As she ran, Opal removed several canisters from her belt. She placed them in strategic places around the Hall, and then aligned their frequencies with a small remote in her hand. If she pressed the button, they would go off.
The entire operation took about twenty minutes, thats how many canisters were there.
"How are we doing?" She murmured into the coin.
"Just about done."
"Finished as well, Captain."
"I don't understand why this will work, I mean-"
"Shut up, Zabini. Really, I don't care. It's going to work." Opal hissed. "Meet back in the room, that goes for all of you."
There was silence. Opal stared at the coin.
"Um...guys? You there?"
"Well..." Opal recognized Parvati's voice. "There is a ball tonight, and well, the girls think that we should, you know-"
"Alright, I get it." she sighed. "Go ahead. But I want everyone who couldn't care or is a boy in the room, now!"
Unanimous groans were heard from the coin.
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Opal stared at the ceiling of the Room of Requirement in frustration.
"Why is there no one here!"
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Ebony made her way down the staircase leading to the Great Hall. She really couldn't wait.
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Robina checked her robes over and over again. She really needed to look perfect for Draco. He was going with her, but putting Enoby in the picture was proving to have more problems than originally anticipated.
It was nearly time for the ball. She supposed she should really check for traps in the Hall, but her problems were too big to worry about a second rate author. What to do...
Draco knocked on the door of he dormitory. Yes, of course she was sure it was him, it was her story.
"Come in."
Draco complied. 'Hey, I just-wow, you look fantastic."
Robina smiled. 'Thanks."
"Well, I just wanted to ask you, who is the new girl? And The others? They just kinda appeared in the common room, do you know them?"
Robina's smile faded. She couldn't let Draco become aware of the crossing stories. 'Just transfers." she said sweetly. "Why don't you get changed?"
As he left, he Sue collapsed on top of her bed, exhausted.
AN: Hi again! Hope you liked this one, it is kinda fun writing Ebony/Enoby/Tara. So, pretending this was an actual part of the plot, who do you think is better? Robina or Ebony? Answer below! That lovely blue button, just click on it...
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