A/N: I said I wasn't sure if there would be a part two. Well, here it is, and I apologize once again. I really don't know what's wrong with me…you should review so you can yell at me *smiles charmingly* Oh and in case anyone wants to sue, I don't own Harry or Ginny or Ron, or the train, or…yeah. Don't sue. It'll make things better.





Enter Mary Sue



The door opened. A girl with long, shiny, wavy red hair stepped in. She wore glittery jeans and a tight black tank top that showed off her amazing figure. Her full, red lips curved into a smile as she saw them, her deep green eyes positively glowing with warmth and innocence.

"Hi! I'm Stellar Evans."

"Stellar?" Hermione asked from where she was comfortable in her new love's arms.

"Evans?" Harry asked, from where he was comfortable in his new love's arms.

"Hi…" Ron said with a slightly dopey grin.

"Ron, stop it, you look like a dwarf." Hermione said.

"I what?"

"Quit staring at her beautiful eyes and go back to your sister." Harry said.

"Hey, I just ran into this real dick out in the hallway. He looked at me so I karate-chopped him with my superior martial arts skills. He's dead now."

"Oh good." Harry said. "He's my competition."

"For what?" Stellar asked.

"For Hermione. She's just so hot I can't bear to let another guy have her!"

"What about him? Isn't he competing?" Stellar asked, pointing at Ron.

"No, he impregnated his sister so he's dealing with that."

Ron turned bright red and scuffed his foot on the floor.

"Don't worry Ron," Stellar said, kneeling in front of him, "I won't judge you. Even though there's the deal with incest and you're poor."

"How did you know I'm poor?" Ron asked, turning even more red, mostly because her cleavage was about three inches from his eyes.

"The monkey told me."

"What monkey?" Harry, Hermione and Ron all asked together.

"The one sitting over there with the cheese. It came to me in a dream and said 'cheeeeeeeeese is goooooooooooooood…you have a twin brother named Harry…Ron is poooooooooooooor…eat cheeeeeeeeeese…' and so I transferred here."

"You have a twin brother named Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, somewhere. Harry…Potsomething…"

"Wow, that's weird, because the golden monkey is a sign that Harry has a twin sister!" Hermione said.

"How do you know?" Stellar asked.

"Has no one but me read Hogwarts, a History?" Hermione asked frustratedly.

Just then Ginny sat up. "Ron, is it true that you're the father of my baby?"

"Yes, Gin, I think so."

"Oh, Ron!" Ginny's face melted.

"Ew, gross!" Ron said.

A rock fell from the ceiling and hit Ron on the head.

"Ow!" Ron said. He picked up the rock. There was a note tied to it. He opened it.

Dear stupid moron:

When I said her face melted, I meant CRUMPLED, not melted as in ooze! Now get over it! There's more of this story to tell!

"Oh." Ron said. He paused. "Ginny, don't cry."

"I'm not crying, Ron, I'm so happy it's you! Everyone wants to kill Harry because of that dorky scar on his forehead and Draco, well, he's hot, but now he's dead because of Stardust or whatever her name is."

An owl came gliding into the compartment through the window, bringing with it an immense quantity of broken glass and lacerations. When everyone had been stitched up, they took the letter off the owl's leg.

Her name is Stellar, not Stardust. I have an extremely fat sheep that goes by the name of Stardust…and Ginny, do you know the true definition of dork? If not, here it is…a dork is the male

- Hermione skipped over this part to preserve the innocence of Stellar -

Hey, come to think of it, I have an extremely fat sheep that goes by the name of Stellar too! Wow! Crazy!

"What is wrong with her?" Stellar asked, looking frustratedly at the ceiling. She jumped in surprise when everyone screamed at her not to.

"What?"

"She just might drop a SHEEP on you!" Ron said urgently. "She gets really cranky sometimes…"

"Maybe she should take her Midol," said a dark voice from the doorway. Everyone turned to look.

Standing in the doorway was a boy dressed in black baggy jeans and a black muscle shirt. He had black spiky hair and really dark eyes.

"I'm Rage. Don't talk to me because I'm a broody male."

"Oh, hi Rage," Stellar said with a wave of her hand. "That's just my adopted brother. He's dark."

The monkey screamed and jumped up and down and pointed at rage.

"He wants to know what you want out of life." Hermione said seriously.

"Darkness." Rage said in his deep voice.

"What?" Ron said.

"Darkness." Rage repeated.

"What?" Ginny said.

"Darkness." Rage said again.

"What?" Harry said.

With a loud bleat a sheep came charging into the room and knocked Stellar over. There was a note tied around its neck. Stellar picked it up and unfolded it.

"Wow, it's in Azerbaijanian, but I can read that so it's ok." Stellar said confidently, flashing them the most brilliant smile any of them had ever seen.

"It says…'God damnit he said darkness so darkness is what he wants get on with your lives already!" She smiled at them again. Just then the door opened and…



Mwahahaha a cliffy! Not really. But that's ok. Thank all of you for your gorgeous reviews, they were muchly appreciated! Maybe I'll write about who enters. Maybe not. Hehehehe, you never know. Until next time…

~Katameran