Hey again. I haven't finished chapter twenty yet, but I couldn't wait to post. I mean what the hay. As you all can probably see I like to time jump. I don't know why. If I try to write consectively I will most likely get bored and I want to finish this story. It would be my first multi-chapter story finished.

Enjoy!

HP

Two weeks came and went an now it was time for the first Stunt Flying competion. All four house had managed to have atleast three students sign up. The year limit had been sixth years and above only. Madam Hooch refused to have anyone that didn't have atleast six years of Hogwarts flying under their robe. For Gryfindor it had been Sarah, Jolanda Pittell a seventh year, and Skylar Tillman another sixth year. Slytherian had Draco as the top flyer, Newlin Hotwater a sixth year, and Evan Monte a seventh year. Ravenclaw had Mandy Brocklehurst a sixth year, Merrick Tinfinel a sixth year and Melly Yewman a seveth year. Hufflepuff was the only all girls team with Megan Jones a sixth year, Gasha Fedorva a seventh year, and Zara Mekelburg a seventh year.

As hectic as the two weeks should have been, what with studying with Hermione, meetings with Snape, and the damned detention with Malfoy it had been quiet. The quad had decided on the weekend of the competitions to be their striking time. The dye had been completed for some time and the acne potion was brewing its last few hours. It had taken precise planning on their part to make sure everything would go just right. It was Rons duty to get the hair dye into the prefect bathroom, and replace Draco's shampoo. Hermione and Sarah were teaming up to get Parkinson's potion on her nightstand where she kept her skin creme. It had only taken a little presussion from Sarah to convince a first year Slytherian who was constantly getting picked on by Pansy to do it for them.

"Listen Carmen if you do this just right that bitch wont have anything to laugh at for the next several weeks. Hell, she'll be so embarassed to show her face that she might not even show up in the Great Hall for a while. You can adviod her in the Common Room can't ya?" Sarah had an easy voice to listen to, she made the plan sound as simple as it really was.

"But what if she finds out its was me?" Carmen was terrorfied of the older girl.

"You're not the only girl in Slytherian that hates Parkinson. So just relax and I'll make sure her and her goon squad are distracted." Sarah smiled, she knew the girl would do it. "And just think of how wonderfully horrid she'll look."

Carmen laughed, "Okay... I'll do it."

"Now how do you know Pansy wont think it was her or some other innocent younger year?" Hermione raised an eyebrow at Sarah.

"Because my dear partner in crime; I've over heard the most stupindus bit of information. That mousy girl in the goon squad.. Millie I think, well she asked Parkinson to borrow that same face creme that we are going to switch. And that girl is such an airhead she'll take the fall for it without even thinking about it." Sarah cackled, "Shit, I'm gonna be late for detention. Ah, we're down to the trophy room. Only about two thousand more rooms to go."

Detention wasn't as nasty as Sarah had been expecting. For the most part Malfoy kept to himself, never commenting on the fact that Sarah seemed to clean ninety percent more of the room then he did. And since she wasn't complaining, considering that she was sort of using magic, he wasn't going to ethier.

They had had only one mishap and that had been when Draco had tried to start a conversation on their latest detention together. "What do your parents do?" He had asked in what he thought as a none threating tone.

"What, need more ammo?" She spat out.

"No I just want to know." Draco snapped out. "I'm trying to be nice."

"I don't know, my parents left me with my Aunt when I was still a baby." Sarah answered cautiously.

"So they gave you up? Muggle parents..." Draco realized as he finished that he had put his foot in his mouth.

"See, exactly why your an assmunchin' douche." She spat out at him, "D'ya want to know somethin'... My parents were DeathEaters an' were probably killed durnin the fuckin' war." Sarah glared at Malfoy until he looked away. "See douche, I aint a Mudblood. I's got a very pur'family." Sarah was angry to the point she should probably move away from Draco, but maybe it would serve him right to see how much power she had.. Then she thought of the matches that weekend and couldn't wait to beat him on the field.

"I think the Headmaster would understand if we cut our detention early tonight." With that Sarah had gotten up and left the trophy room. Draco had stayed and finished what was left.

Sarah was assuming that tonights detention wouldn't be any more pleasant, but she was greeted by her Professor instead of Malfoy. "Sir?"

"Draco is ill, and with tomorrow's match I found that it would be best if he stayed in bed so not to lose any more strength." Sarah vaguely wondered if that was her fault. Had she drained Malfoy in any way? But that couldn't be the case considering that she had seen him at dinner and he looked fine.

"He's scared to see me?" Sarah smirked, "Good that he should be." She went to get the cleaning supplies out of the closet.

"Is he really that bad?" Severus had a feeling he was going to regret this conversation.

"Hmm well, he is a complete asshole, he puts his foot in his mouth constantly. I think he was actually trying to be nice the other night and he managed to insult me anyway. Sir, why do you care?" Sarah got the broom, mop, and other supplies she needed. She hoped Prof Snape wouldn't dwell too long. She could get a lot done tonight without having to worry about Malfoy squealing.

"Draco is one of my best students. I just think if you took the time.."

"Something he hasn't give me."

"To get to know him you might find him pleasant company." Severus finished, he wondered why he let her talk to him this way.

"Sir, I find Harry pleasant company and he is insane. I'm not difficult to get along with. Hell, I'll be friendly with anyone. It comes with the mount'in up bringin', but Professor, Draco seriously lacks social skills." Sarah went to cleaning the first desk, some first year had found it amusing to scratch derogatory images into it. She wondered briefly why she was the one cleaning it.

"And how is your friendship with Potter?" 'Coy,' She thought, if she hadn't been so intent on the project, making it look like she wasn't using magic she would have thought how strange it was that the Professor even cared if she had a relationship with Harry.

"Just a friendship. He's a very interesting person, his views on life are strange and as far as sanity goes I love his lack of it. It's hard getting him to talk about what happen to him in his fourth year. It's so strange when I was fourteen I was wrestling with werewolves and trying to find a way to dye hair premeanatly. Harry was seeing classmates die in front of his eyes. Is that what the war was like?" She looked up at Snape with curiosity.

"Yes, it was a lot death. But it was a faster war then the last." Snape answered shortly.

"The last war this war. Aunt Alana wouldn't let me know about any of them. I guess she thought if I learned of the war I might discover who my parents are. I mean I know my mother is Alana's sister, but she did a good job of not keeping any memories of her around." Sarah sighed sadly, "I guess my mother died in the war. Probably the reason Aunt didn't like to talk about it." Sarah shrugged her shoulders.

"Potter has expienced much more than the death of his classmate."

"I know, he had no problem talking about all the death and stuff from that summer and fifth year, but when it comes to Cedric he clamps up." She smiled suddenly, "I'll break him. Ron and Hermi can't get him to talk so I will."

"I will leave you to your cleaning Miss Fayal, and please refrain from using magic." Sarah smiled hidden away in her curtain of hair. "Of course sir."

HP

I might post another chapter by friday.. who knows depends on how much I write between now and then.

I want to remind people of something I am a mostly slash writer this will be my first story ever that has a het pairing and as such I had a hard time keeping the slash elements out. But I said that in the first chapter.. I hope people actually read this stuff.

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