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Chapter Nine: Dreams, detention, and a date?

Two people stood in the moon light, standing across from the lake. They were speaking in hurried tones. She was worried, he was scared. He leaned down and placed a small kiss on her forehead. Heather could almost see their faces when she felt herself being pulled back to consciousness.

'No! I want to see who they are!'

She fought to say asleep, but with the sunlight shining on her face it was impossible to stay asleep any longer. She sat up in bed. 'Who were they?' She thought to herself as she felt the dream slip away as she became more alert.

She got up and headed for the bathroom. 'I would say that rates an 8.5 on the weird dream scale.' Heather thoguht to herself as she swung her legs out of bed and got up/

'Well, it looks as if you're finally starting to get with the program.' The 'voice' Said.

'Urgh, no riddles today, its Saturday for crying out loud...' Heather snapped back as she shuffeld toward the shower. Nothing started the weekend like a long hot shower... Heather Turned the wather on and was halfway undressed before comprehension dawned on her.

"Oh God, its Saturday!" Heather cried. She could faintly hear the 'voice' laughing at her as it faded out. She showered and went down to the common room where she sulked around the for a bit, still puzzling over the dream she's had.

She couldn't shake the weird feeling she had. She heaved a sigh and got up, she wasn't doing anything productive by being a moody teenager, instead she spent her day lazing about the castle, going through all of the secret passages and hunting for new ones. Some days she felt as if she knew the castle like the back of her hand, then something new and interesting would appear.

Before she knew it, it was a quarter till eight. She toyed with the idea of just playing hookie wondering if Diggory would turn her in or not. Sadly Hermione said that she would walk with her since it was on the way to the library. They reached the trophy room at seven fifty-eight. "Do I have to go Herms?" She asked. "I know, I'll say that I ran into peeves on my way here and he locked me in a closet!"

Hermione gave her a stern look. "That would be lying; besides, you tried it with Filch already." She said. Heather grinned. "Yeah, but he bought it." Hermione rolled her eyes and walked down the hall to the library. "Take me with you!" Heather shouted. "No." Was the reply she received. "Well then." Heather said with a smirk. "I just might have to mention to Ron that you fancy him."

Hermione stopped in her tacks and wheeled around, her mouth agape. "You wouldn't dare. . ." She stammered. Heather looked at her nails, and then at Hermione. "Nah, I just wanted to see the look on your face, ta!" She said as she walked into the trophy room.

There were four other students there. One Slytherin boy, and three Ravenclaws. She walked in and sat in the corner. 'Hey, Diggory's not here, yet, I don't have instructions.' She thought to herself.

'You don't need instructions; you have to polish the trophies.'

'Oh do shut up, besides, he's here.'

Sure enough Cedric walked in. He surveyed the room, his eyes landed on Heather. He winked. 'Who the hell said he could do that!?' She thought angrily.

"All right, you know why you're all here and what you have to do. Polish the trophies, no magic." He said as he collected the wands from the students. "No magic!?" Exclaimed the three first year Ravenclaws.

Heather smirked. 'Ahhh, to be a first former, so young and ignorant to the tortures of detention.' She grabbed an old rag out of the bucket and went to work in the sections she had been assigned.

'Well, what do you know, I am polishing Dolbale the Dutiful's plaque.' She turned and looked at Cedric. He gave her a wicked smile and went back to supervising the others.

She had been working for about an hour. The fumes from the polish were starting to make her dizzy. 'God, can't they even cut us a break, it's only the first week back.' She mentally grumbled. She was on the Millionth plaque when there was a loud bang herd form the hallway.

"Oh no, not again." Cedric said. "Some third years have been setting off dung bombs in front of the library for days now." He took off to try and catch the perpetrators.

Heather looked around. 'Now let me think, when is an opportunity like this going to come about again?' She asked herself.

She threw her rag down and went for the door. "Where do you think your going?" The young Slytherin asked. "Shut up and get back to work." She snapped. The boy scowled at her, but went back to work. She walked out side and looked both ways down the hall. No sign of Diggory.

She did a victory dance and was heading back to the common room when she realized that golden boy still had her wand. She turned around to find herself face to face with Cedric. "That's quite an interesting jig you've come up with." He laughed as he twirled her wand around his long fingers.

"Oh damn." She cursed. She's been caught which was probably going to lead to anther detention. "I don't s'pose you'd let me off the hook would you?" She asked timidly.

He smirked at her. "I don't know, that would be breaking the rules now wouldn't it, I am head boy and rule breaking is generally frowned upon." He said with a smile. "What am I going to get in return?" He asked with an impish grin.

She sighed exasperatedly. "What do you want, I'm so sick of polishing those stupid medals, I think I might faint because of all the fumes." She said. "One favor." He answered. She looked at him skeptically. "Er, I'm. . . Not going to have to give you a lap dance or anything like that am I?" She asked.

His eyes widened before he began to laugh. "No, nothing like that I assure you." He said. "Unless you're up for it that is." He added with a devilish smirk. "Pervert!" She shrieked and he laughed.

"Fine, it's a deal. What do you want?" She asked. "Come to Hogsmead with me next Saturday, there's a trip scheduled for after the transfer students arrive."

'Hmmmm, an afternoon with Diggory, or spend the rest of the night polishing old pieces of metal. . . What ever is a girl to do?'

'What you should do is go back to detention.' The voice muttered.

"Fine."

"Cool, meet me at nine in front of the great hall" He said as he handed her her wand back. She went to tug it free when he looked her in the eyes. "Saturday, don't forget." He said. "Okay." She pulled her wand free and went back to the common room.

She walked in and got into bed. 'I think I may have just done something stupid.' She thought.

'Well, it certainly wouldn't be a first time. . . .'

TBC...

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I got my first flames! Whoo-hoo!! I've actually been waiting for these… I'm really surprised that it's taken eight chapters get my first one. LOL. Thank you flamers. However, you guys broke a few rules for flaming a story. :(

Flame if you want, I really don't care. Just be sure to follow these simple rules:

1.) To LMAO and Future Flamers: If you flame and want to offer criticism then do it under a real account name, not some anonymous review, it just makes you look stupid.

2.) To Future Flamers: If you are going to flame, then do it with dignity and offer constructive criticism. Please do not say the story is stupid without saying why. Not only does that make you look stupid it makes you sound like a whiney fourth grader. Don't b*tch about the Sue, tell me why the writing is bad.

3.) Also, I am fully aware that the main character is a Mary Sue as I had stated in chapter one; Therefore I do not need a reminder.

In response to the Pie Phantom: you're right, I was false in saying everyone loves a Mary Sue and I hereby retract that statement. I personally, happen to find Mary Sue hilarious. I don't take any of this seriously. My friends and I have a bet going to see who could come up with the best Mary Sue and finish the story since there are a million and one Mary Sue stories left to rot. Thus, Heather Foxx was born…. Err, written into existence. (But kudos on the Mary Sue sex dream reference, I love that one!).

And as a side note, I did not know that Robert what'shisface was going to be playing Edward. That was an added bonus. I started writing this before Twilight was going to be made into a movie (And a bad one at that). You can't imagine my shame. However as an author I will solider on. I will also openly admit that the main character is an insert from real life; however it is not me, Ryan. (Le gasp! A self insert as a lesser character!?!?!?). The real insert for Heather Foxx is my BFF…. Heather! 3

Now, in the words of the Human Torch…

Flame on!

Just be sure you follow the rules M'kay?

Oh, and to the rest my readers,

Please review!

Kay thanks. :]

-BellaCantante359