Beauty and the Broomstick
Sierra walked into Potions with a sour look on her face. Snape saw her and sighed. He knew this wasn't going to be a good day between them.
"Today we will be working on Wart Potions," he grumbled. He turned around and started writing the ingredients down on the board as Sierra pulled her stuff out. No one worked with her in fear of her attitude.
Sierra worked really hard, adding everything she needed to to her potion but forgot that she had to add 2 pinches of wart hair and put in two pinches of unicorn hair. It turned purple instead of the ugly green everyone else was getting.
"Miss Rudy, drink some of that."
Snape caught her off guard and she jumped, spilling a bit of it down onto the ground. "Don't call me Miss Rudy, Snape."
"DRINK IT!"
"Aright, aright." Sierra closed her eyes and grabbed a ladle. She scooped some of it up and grinned, swallowing it slowly.
Suddenly there was smoke covering her body –purple like the potion. She –or shall I say, the smoke– fell off the chair and onto the ground. When it cleared, everyone looked down at Sierra. Snape gasped and fainted. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all in shock.
"H-Harry she looks just like… your mother," Hermione breathed.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "She's beautiful."
"Keep your player hands off of her," Mike growled. Draco turned around and Mike threw him across the room. He jumped over the table and picked Sierra up. "Someone take Snape to the hospital wing –NOW!"
Mike walked out the door before Neville went hurrying by carrying Snape.
Madame Pomfrey sighed as she made the sleeping Sierra drink the rest of the reverse potion. "Severus, dear, I will enforce you never to let her drink anything like that again –and don't let that Michael drink any of it either, do you understand?"
"Just shut up and get me a drink!"
She handed him some water and he drank it before falling asleep again. "Dear Lil- I mean, Sierra. Oh my. This is not good –not good at all! Minerva must know this instant why Sierra is in here." And she hurried out to Minerva.
Later on that night Severus awoke moaning and groaning as Sierra blinked a couple of times.
"I wonder…"
She pulled open her curtain, only to find Snape lying in the bed next to hers. Then he looked over and when he saw her, he yelled.
"AAAAHHH!" BAM! He fell off his bed yet one finger stuck up into the air. I'm sure we can all guess which one?
Sierra laughed as Madame Pomfrey, Mike, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Professor McGonagall hurried in. She stopped laughing as Madame Pomfrey rushed to Snape's side, helping him back up.
"We'd better move you to a different room, Severus. Up, up!"
"Why'd he fall off the bed? I mean, c'mon, why am I here in the first place?"
That was when they all looked at her. Sierra hadn't changed much after she took the potion, her hair still had that reddish tint to it and her eyes had specks of green –yet she had changed a bit, really. A little –little– more mature than before and now she had a ring –one neither Mike, nor Abby, or Hermione, or Ron– had ever seen. A ring that was made of silver and had moons and stars on it. Two moons facing the normal way a moon would… And two moons… One was facing the way of good, the other facing the side of evil.
"Goodbye Sevvy! See you tomorrow!" Sierra waved goodbye to him with her right hand –the same one the ring was on.
Severus took one look at the ring and couldn't stop staring at it. "That ring –THAT RING!" BAM! He walked straight into a pillar and broke his nose.
"Severus, come on! And if you hurt yourself one more time…" Madame Pomfrey's voice trailed off as they walked away, McGonagall following close behind.
Harry looked at Sierra's hand. When he saw the ring he gasped. "That's the ring my mother wore…" he whispered. "Ron, Hermione, let's go back up to the dorm. I've got something to show you."
Sierra looked up at Mike as the three walked away. "I did something majorly wrong again, didn't I? I'm just going to cause nothin but reekin havoc here. Go away, leave me alone."
"Why? I think I should stay here until Madame Pomfrey gets back…"
"NO! I don't need you anymore, Mike. I hate you now. GO!"
He rolled his eyes. "Drama queen." Mike walked out the door but not before looking back at her as she lay down again.
"I'm not a drama queen, I'm just an asshole," she whispered. She fell asleep quickly after that.
Mike walked in and stared at her for a really long time, trying to remember… Remember? Remember what? Even after he left he just didn't know why.
Her classes the next day ran through quickly except for the fact that Sirius wouldn't stop watching her the whole time. But she didn't care, really. Why should she? (A/N: I can't stop thinking that I'm British –I've seen the movie 2 times already.) Yet at the end of the day she finally saw Snape again.
"Sevvy's come to watch my flying lesson!"
He sighed and stood against the wall near Sirius. "How has the day gone?"
"Nothing unusual, really. Believe me, the only different thing about her is she's got that ring and she's more mature. Yes, Severus, I remember the ring."
"I just wish to know how she got it."
"She had it before Michael took her into the infirmary." Severus looked quickly at Sirius who shrugged. "I keep an eye out."
Sierra looked at her broom.
"First you say up," Harry informed.
"Up!" Without hesitation the broom moved swiftly into her hand. No wobbles, no teetering. "Wow, didn' know I had it in me!"
Harry laughed. "Now just get on it, kick your feet up and fly away!"
Sierra did just that. And fly did she!
"Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me…" Severus heard her sing as she flew past him. His cape billowed around him as she flew off.
"You might want to think about putting her on the team, Harry!" Sirius called.
Harry laughed. "She might be a good seeker. I could take place of Oliver, do you think?"
"Your father would be proud of you, Harry!"
He smiled as he watched Sierra fly in and out of the towers. "That broom of hers is pretty fast, Sirius?"
"Pretty?! Why that's the best make I've seen in ages! It looks just like your mothers, in fact. She flies like your mother."
Michael stood behind a pillar and watched her. "Lily, I just hope you don't fall off."
Harry turned and saw Mike behind the pillar. "Mike! Over here!"
"Harry!" He ran over. "Is she going to be on the team?"
"Well of course! She'll be our Seeker… I'll take the position of Keeper."
"I'm so proud of you, really."
"What? Mike are you okay?"
Mike looked blank for a second but then nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine, why?"
"I'm hearing things, never mind," Harry sighed. ~I could have sworn… Never. I'm being so stupid. Maybe I should wake up, really.~
Sierra slowly came to a stop in front of them. "That was the coolest thing ever, really! Honestly, I couldn't have had a better time up there."
Abby walked up behind her. "I knew you wouldn't last in here without speaking with an accent."
"Shut up you damn Slytherin! Go to your master Snape, ON THE DOUBLE!" Sierra yelled. "Whoa, didn' know I had that in me. Oh I need sleep. So anyway, Harry, was I good?"
~Is she doing that on purpose, not asking me? Now she hates me?~ "You were great up there," Mike said.
She glared at him. "Shut up I wasn't talkin to ya. Harry?"
"Oh so now you really do hate me?"
"Shut up Mike. Harry?"
Mike walked over and pushed her onto the ground. "Had to do that."
Sierra got up and wiped her butt off. "Really?" Sierra grabbed her broom and flew up into the air again while throwing another broom down at Mike. "C'mon, tough guy. Let's see what you've got, Michael Evan!"
He kicked up on his broom and started chasing her all around the grounds.
"You two! Down right now!"
Sirius laughed. "Let them have their fun, Severus. If you ask me, they need to have some fun. They haven't been here in years, you know."
"Yeah well…" Severus stopped as he saw Harry staring at them. "Very well. Harry! Release the Snitch!"
Harry smiled and let it go. "Sierra catch it!"
She looked down and saw the gold fly not a millisecond in front of her face. "Wicked!"
Mike reached for it but missed. "Even if I can't catch that snitch I can still catch you!"
"It'll be just like a real game of… okay maybe it won't. But it'll be like cat and mouse!"
WHACK! Sierra and Mike collided. Mike started to fall to the ground until Sierra caught him.
"You'll thank me for that one day, moron."
"In your dreams."
"I know," she grinned.
She dropped him on the ground just as the Snitch flew past her again. Maneuvering around the pillars she finally caught it, just like Harry had in his first game. She flew to the ground and spit it up.
"Mmm, lunch," Sierra laughed.
Harry took the Snitch and put it away. The three Gryffindors walked off –Harry and Sierra talking and laughing. Severus and Sirius walked in after them talking about how much Mike and Sierra reminded them of two people that they used to know…
"Yes! I love chicken!"
Mike shook his head. Even though he hated her and she hated him, he was beginning to get a little… Okay so he was changing, I guess that's safest to say. Ever since Sierra's run in with the potion he'd noticed something different about her; not just her looks but also the way she acted. She wasn't as schoolgirl-ish as she had been a few hours before and she didn't walk around acting like she was head honcho of everything.
"Are you doing anything tonight, Sierra? 'Cause I wanted to know if you could help me with Divination."
She peeked at Mike. "Really?"
"Yeah."
She took another bite off of the chicken leg, obviously lost in thought. "Um…" She paused for a few seconds to take a drink of Butterbeer. "Fine. Just because you want me to, I'm not saying that I wanna be your friend or anything so don't get any ideas. Understand?"
He smiled. "Comprende."
"Since when have you known Spanish?"
"Oh… I dunno. Since I heard you say it in the hallways at school?"
"Ooo I am gonna get you one of these days! Listenin in on Callie and my convos? You in trouble now, Mike!"
She chased him out of the Great Hall while laughing. Severus looked up just in time to see her wink at him.
"I knew it!"
"Knew what?" Trelawny wondered.
He glared at her. "I wasn't talking to you."
She shrugged and went back to eating her dinner.
"So then what should happen?"
Sierra shrugged. "Well… when we get home you could get eaten by tigers. Or a tornado could suck you up… Of course on the other hand you could get hit by a car."
"Maybe I should be diagnosed with cancer?"
"I'd kill myself."
"I knew you still liked me!"
Sierra looked down at her paper. "When I get home I'm going to kill myself because of Mike. Now that's a good one!"
"You'll kill yourself over me?"
"Eh, it makes a story. Anyway… The day after that I'll haunt my family and kill them…"
"Do you have some sort of problem that I don't know about?" Mike wondered.
Sierra laughed. "Oh ho, ho! I have so many problems that I can't even name them all! Believe me, you really don't wanna hear them all either."
"Oh come on, they can't be that bad."
"Worse than you could ever imagine."
"Impossible."
Mike laughed. "Spill."
"Where? I'll clean…"
"Okay, fine, you don't have to tell me."
"You really wouldn't want me to," she smiled. "Anyway, don't you have any problems?"
"They really aren't that big, actually. Just a few people here and there-…"
"I'm one of them."
"…and a few school problems here and there… A few family related… Just the normal kind of problems people would have."
"You mean you don't have any voices in your head?"
"Voices?" Mike gave Sierra an askew look.
Sierra rolled her eyes. "Don't give me that look. Bryant gives it to me all the time. You do."
"Okay so I do. What's so bad about that?"
"Well nothing really… But I know who this person is –and I probably shouldn't! I mean, it's not like I killed this person –someone else did. But she… Well anyway, it doesn't matter, I guess. But I am one of your problems, aren't I?"
Mike laughed. Sierra always had a knack to change subject. "Not now. Deal?"
"Deal. And yes, I promise that I will never stalk you again. So, what do you think about my choking on Sushi on my birthday?"
Mike laughed. And he liked laughing when Sierra was around, amazingly enough, because she always smiled right afterwards. Sierra practically always smiled but when she smiled at him it made him feel better, happier. He'd never really felt that way before around any girl –not even his mother. Of course, his other –wait his only crush –Samantha– hated him and never smiled at him. Now Mike felt just a little more welcome into this world. Maybe Sierra wasn't just a moron. She might actually be someone worth getting to know.
Disclaimer is normal: If you see anything that's the same as in the Harry Potter books it's J.K. Rowling's. Otherwise everything else is MINE! Okay except for Mike and Abby, they own themselves. But anyway.Z. the whole Mike part about how he's acting like that… It's a wish! Mike would never be nice to me. But like you people care –of course! You don't even know Mike! I'll stop rambling now. Oh Lordy Bee I have got a problemy!
