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Harry Potter and the Princess of Emeraude
By: PurpleSailorSaturn7
Chapter 3: Sandy's New Fame
"No." Sandy said, clenching her hands into fists. "No." She repeated. 'I can't be the princess!' raced through her mind.
"Perhaps we should give her time to think about this. This is a big change for her, and she needs time to accept it." Dumbledore said quickly. Sandy nodded. She had been known to make things explode when she got upset, which luckily, wasn't often. The Queen smiled happily and the King agreed.
Sandy got up and left, and was joined by Skuld and Hermione when she got to the main hall.
"Well?" Skuld asked.
"How'd it go?" Hermione asked.
"It's not me." Sandy put on a fake smile. "I'm going to bed, I have a headache."
"Okay." Hermione said, going back to Ron and Harry.
Sandy lay in bed for hours, skipping lunch. She had planned on missing dinner, but Hermione refused to let that happen. She had gotten someone to let her into the Ravenclaw common room.
"It's not healthy." She stated when Sandy objected. "You need your energy."
Sandy sighed and followed her to the Great Hall. She sat at the Ravenclaw table, which was situated next to Gryffindor's, and received evil glares from Skuld. 'She knows.' Sandy thought. 'Skuld knows...'
The next morning, classes resumed. Sandy went to breakfast, her spirits high, and in an extremely good mood. She had forgotten all about the day before, and she hadn't given it a second thought until breakfast.
All around her, people whispered and pointed. 'What's with everyone? You'd think I'm some animal to gawk at at the zoo.' she thought. She went to talk to Hermione and received frowns from all directions. Hermione was looking at her oddly too.
"Hitomi," Sandy said, poking the small girl in the ribs gently. "What's going on?"
"I-I'm s-sorry your highness! I-I didn't see you." Hitomi stuttered, bowing. "P-please excuse my ignorance."
"Yeah, whatever." Sandy replied, having figured out what had happened. Everyone knew. But how?
Her owl landed on her plate, leaving today's copy of the Daily Prophet. She unrolled it; it was the only thing in this castle that didn't know about her. Or so she thought.
"PRINCESS OF EMERAUDE FOUND AT HOGWARTS" the paper announced, and Sandy cringed. 'Great,' she thought. 'Just great.' She dropped the paper and left, people bowing to her every step of the way. She made a detour to go outside, and was bombarded by reporters and photographers for just about every wizard news outlet there was.
"Princess! A few words, please..."
"Princess! A picture!"
"Can I have your autograph, Princess?"
"DOES IT EVER END?" She yelled, making several camara lenses shatter in her anger. She whirled around and left, returning to her dorm. Once there, she drew the curtains. All day she stayed there, while everyone else was at classes.
The next day, it wasn't any better. She was on the cover of every wizarding magazine, and the Daily Prophet had to have their word, too.
"PRINCESS SHATTERS CAMARAS IN ANGER" The front page declared.
"Can't they come up with a better title? Or even a better headline?" She grumbled. She stalked off to class, once again having everyone bow to her.
"You don't have to do that, you know." She announced to the corridor. People went into a frenzy, and she rolled her eyes. "I hate fame."
A/N: The next will be longer, and better. Please R/R! No flames.
Harry Potter and the Princess of Emeraude
By: PurpleSailorSaturn7
Chapter 3: Sandy's New Fame
"No." Sandy said, clenching her hands into fists. "No." She repeated. 'I can't be the princess!' raced through her mind.
"Perhaps we should give her time to think about this. This is a big change for her, and she needs time to accept it." Dumbledore said quickly. Sandy nodded. She had been known to make things explode when she got upset, which luckily, wasn't often. The Queen smiled happily and the King agreed.
Sandy got up and left, and was joined by Skuld and Hermione when she got to the main hall.
"Well?" Skuld asked.
"How'd it go?" Hermione asked.
"It's not me." Sandy put on a fake smile. "I'm going to bed, I have a headache."
"Okay." Hermione said, going back to Ron and Harry.
Sandy lay in bed for hours, skipping lunch. She had planned on missing dinner, but Hermione refused to let that happen. She had gotten someone to let her into the Ravenclaw common room.
"It's not healthy." She stated when Sandy objected. "You need your energy."
Sandy sighed and followed her to the Great Hall. She sat at the Ravenclaw table, which was situated next to Gryffindor's, and received evil glares from Skuld. 'She knows.' Sandy thought. 'Skuld knows...'
The next morning, classes resumed. Sandy went to breakfast, her spirits high, and in an extremely good mood. She had forgotten all about the day before, and she hadn't given it a second thought until breakfast.
All around her, people whispered and pointed. 'What's with everyone? You'd think I'm some animal to gawk at at the zoo.' she thought. She went to talk to Hermione and received frowns from all directions. Hermione was looking at her oddly too.
"Hitomi," Sandy said, poking the small girl in the ribs gently. "What's going on?"
"I-I'm s-sorry your highness! I-I didn't see you." Hitomi stuttered, bowing. "P-please excuse my ignorance."
"Yeah, whatever." Sandy replied, having figured out what had happened. Everyone knew. But how?
Her owl landed on her plate, leaving today's copy of the Daily Prophet. She unrolled it; it was the only thing in this castle that didn't know about her. Or so she thought.
"PRINCESS OF EMERAUDE FOUND AT HOGWARTS" the paper announced, and Sandy cringed. 'Great,' she thought. 'Just great.' She dropped the paper and left, people bowing to her every step of the way. She made a detour to go outside, and was bombarded by reporters and photographers for just about every wizard news outlet there was.
"Princess! A few words, please..."
"Princess! A picture!"
"Can I have your autograph, Princess?"
"DOES IT EVER END?" She yelled, making several camara lenses shatter in her anger. She whirled around and left, returning to her dorm. Once there, she drew the curtains. All day she stayed there, while everyone else was at classes.
The next day, it wasn't any better. She was on the cover of every wizarding magazine, and the Daily Prophet had to have their word, too.
"PRINCESS SHATTERS CAMARAS IN ANGER" The front page declared.
"Can't they come up with a better title? Or even a better headline?" She grumbled. She stalked off to class, once again having everyone bow to her.
"You don't have to do that, you know." She announced to the corridor. People went into a frenzy, and she rolled her eyes. "I hate fame."
A/N: The next will be longer, and better. Please R/R! No flames.