Fiction Title: Two Worlds Collide

Author: Marionie Hearts and xXNaughty-By-NatureXx

E-mail: marionie_k_hearts@yahoo.com

Summary: Marionie Hearts meets the Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger. As well as her best friend Mikaila Avalon. Marionie is a transfer student from West Minster School for Underage Witches and Wizards where she meets the Hogwarts gang and has her own adventures with her best friend.

Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters and situations created by J.K. Rowling. I only stake claim to the following character(s): Marionie Hearts. The following Characters belong to my friend(s): Mikaila Avalon

Chapter 13: Scandalous!

Mika stepped out of the carriage she was riding with Ron, Hermione and Harry. She had been quiet for a while, thinking over things.

"Mika, it's odd, you're quiet," Ron commented as they entered the Great Hall.

"Yea, is something wrong?" Hermione asked concerned looking at her friend. "You're normally louder then this."

 "Yeah, I just have a headache," she mumbled as she walked on. I'm just about sick of everything right now. I just want to sleep.

"Oh..." Hermione commented looking at Ron who was equally confused. "Will you be alright?"

Mika faked a smile as Draco and Marionie entered her peripheral vision. "Yeah, sure," she said, "Once I get some food and some rest."

Harry, who had fallen back talking to a professor, ran up to catch his friends, wrapping an arm around Mika's shoulder. "Guess what I found out!"

Hermione smiled, "What, Harry?" Then she looked at him and Mika. They must have bonded even more during their conversation. a voice said in her mind making her smile more, Those two are too cute!

Mika's eyes regained a little sparkle as Harry spoke. "Come on! Out with it, Potter!" she exclaimed, sounding as normal as she could possibly be.

"Maybe I should just make you wait," Harry said in a teasing sort of voice.

As they walked by Malfoy and his group of Slytherins, Mika punched Harry playfully and said, "Uh, how about no? C'mon, tell me! I know you can't resist me! Just tell me."

"Alright, alright." Harry said smiling once again. "Our friend Mika here," his smile increased, "received the highest marks in History of Magic in a decade. And she gets to be in advanced History of Magic with her new best friend."

Mika's eyes returned to their previously emotionless state, and her smile fell. She quickly headed to the Great Hall, hoping that no one had noticed her reaction.

Harry, noticing Mika's change in attitude, asked, "What's wrong? I thought you would be happy that you got into Advanced History of Magic." He seemed a bit worried. Great work, Harry, upsetting Mika like that.


Still walking away, Mika called out, "That's wonderful news. I'm fine, really. I just need to get some food in me." She walked right by Marionie and Draco and headed straight for the Gryffindor Table.

Marionie followed Mika with her eyes, her mood dropping a bit and she saddened. I wonder if Mika is upset because of me? a quiet voice asked in her head. She watched as Harry chased Mika down not even noticing her like Mika had.


"Leave me alone, Harry," she told him with a cold voice as he sat next to her at the table, "I don't want to talk about it."

"But Mika! Something's wrong. I know it is! Why won't you tell me!?" he cried exasperatedly

"I have my reasons," she replied, keeping her tone even and avoiding eye contact, "Drop it."

Harry examined Mika with his emerald eyes. He had never seen the deep shade of purple in her eyes so intense. He never knew someone so vivacious like her could be so angry. She's your friend, Harry, YOUR FRIEND! a voice said from the back of his mind. Yet it didn't stop him. Leaning in, he brushed his lips against Mika's in a cool gentle kiss.

Mika pushed him away abruptly. "What the hell are you doing?" she blurted out as she stood and moved to the other end of the table.

Harry fell back and realized what he had done. "Mika, I'm sorry... I don't know why... I..." Harry continued his stuttered speech pattern as he turned bright red and people close by stared at him, shocked.

Mika buried her head in her arms and just leaned against the table as the first years arrived. What the hell is going on? What's wrong with me?

~*~

Marionie had spoken with Professor McGonagall after Draco had left and was told that she would be sorted after the first years. She stood quietly against a wall talking in all the nervous first years' looks. In the back of her mind she felt something. Another person's sadness...she knew it wasn't hers because it was glowing yellow, Marionie's sadness was a deep tangent colour of red and orange. 

She glanced over at the Gryffindor table and noticed that the further away from the front of the room you were sitting, the older you were. There were empty spot in the front for the first years, then a group of unfamiliar students that she figured were second years with Ginny, and then she saw Harry, Ron and Hermione, deep in conversation. Her eyes went from the Weasley twins to the chasers to Oliver Wood. She noticed that Mika was sitting near Oliver, her head buried in her arms.

Mika! This yellow I'm sensing…must belong to her…but why is she so upset? she wondered to herself.

Before she could slip away and find out, Professor Dumbledore began his opening speech.

~*~

Mika looked up when Professor Dumbledore began to speak. Somehow, the Headmaster always made her feel at ease and calm.

"…as always, the Forbidden Forest is off-limits to every student at all times…"

Mika caught a piece of the speech but mostly, her mind was busy replaying Harry's kiss and trying to understand it, not really succeeding.

She finally gave up and watch as 'Claiborne, Jennifer' was sorted into Hufflepuff and 'Darcey, Alexiah' was sorted into Ravenclaw. When 'Eriksson, Samantha' was sorted into Gryffindor, the whole table clapped for her. As the ceremony went on, Mika seemed livelier. She even whistled for 'Mancuso, Chiara' when she got sorted into Gryffindor. She even clapped at the very end for Marionie and forced herself to smile when she waved.

When the Headmaster announced, "Since it is Friday evening, you will have the weekend to adjust or readjust to Hogwarts life before classes begin. Let the feast commence!" everyone cheered and began to chow down on the food.

"You should go back to your friends," Oliver's voice broke through her thoughts.

Mika looked up at the source of the voice in front of her and found Oliver giving her a worried look. She knew he never meant it to be rude. He was just worried about her; especially after the completely unforeseen kiss Harry had given her.

"I can't," she said quietly, "I'm not ready to answer any questions yet."

"They're your best friends," he said, "You can't avoid them forever."

"I can try…" was Mika's mumbled response, said while she was chewing.

Oliver shook his head and told her, "Listen to me…you have to tell them what's bothering you and you have to be honest with Harry about how you feel."

Mika swallowed, took a sip of her drink and replied, "I know, Oliver …I don't know what I feel about Harry right now. The only thing I'm sure about is that we've been good friends since our first year. As for what's bothering me…it's not important right. Right now, I have to sort things out with Harry."

"If it's got you so bent out of shape, it's important. All I know is that you'll end up doing what's right, Mika," Oliver assured her, "Just follow your heart."

~*~

"What's the matter with Mika?" Marionie asked, "Why is she sitting with Oliver?"

"Oliver's like the older brother Mika never had," Hermione explained, "A couple of years ago, Oliver tutored Mika and they became really close."

"As for why she's upset, I can answer that," Harry spoke up, "I kept pushing her to tell me what was going on with her…and then I kissed her."

Marionie's jaw dropped. "You did WHAT?" she said, shocked.

"I know, Mari!" Hermione told her, "That's what I said."

Ron agreed. "I've never kept anything from you, Harry, and you never told me you fancied her!?" he exclaimed, "Unbelievable."

Harry justified, "I wasn't even going to tell her. I was just gonna ignore my feelings…but seeing her so upset, I wanted to show her that I cared…that I wanted to make her feel better. What should I do?"

Hermione and Ron said in unison, "Give her some space." while Marionie said, "Talk to her."

"Obviously, you don't know Mika Avalon well enough, Marionie," Ron commented, "When this girl's upset, it's better just to give her space…trust me. It's better that way than to face her wrath."

Hermione nodded at Marionie as Ron spoke. "When she's angry, it's not a very pretty sight…did she tell you why she had to get a new wand?" she asked.

"Something about breaking it over Draco's head…" she said, remembering the conversation she had with Mika at Olivander's.

"That's how nasty her temper is at times," Ron warned her.

"Still…he has to talk to her, let her know she's not alone. As much as we're opposites in terms of personality, there's one thing I can sense she has in common with me: she hates the thought of being alone, isolated. She needs to know you care…" Marionie clarified.

"Let's wait until after the feast," Hermione suggested, "Maybe after eating and talking to Oliver, she might have cooled down a bit."

"Maybe you're right, Hermione," Harry said, "I guess I'll wait until we get to Gryffindor Tower."

~*~

After the feast, everyone went to his or her respective house. Nearly each student went to his or her dormitory to settle in. However, in the Gryffindor Common Room, Mika was sitting on one of the couches, fiddling with her new wand. Her grandmother told her on the way to King's Cross Station that every time that she wanted to hear a good song, all she needed to do was whisper under her breath the words 'Jukebox Jam' and she would be able to hear a random Muggle song, as long as she had her wand in her possession. The good thing about it was that she was the only one who could hear it, but the one thing that bothered was the fact that she couldn't stop the song once it got   going. It was going to be a problem if she didn't like the song. Still, she decided to take her chances with the spell. The song began to play and quickly, Mika recognized it from the show she went to see with her Aunt Nancy in California over the summer.

What the hell is this? she thought, Oh, 'A Moment Like This'…that stupid song.

As soon as she heard the vocals, the frustrated girl threw her wand across the room, not particularly taking her time in deciding which direction to throw it at.

"Hey, Mika, you better be careful what you do with this," Harry said as he caught the flying wand with a smile, the sound of his voice causing the music in Mika's head to decrease in volume.

"Oh, I didn't see you," she said, keeping her tone unreadable.

Harry walked over to Mika to return her wand. During that point of silence, the volume of Mika's music increased and her expression tightened at the sound of the song's chorus, confusing Harry to some extent. Thinking quickly, she thought that if someone spoke, the music would fade enough for her to hear him or her.

"How'd you do that?" she asked with an angry tone as Harry sat next to her.

"Seeker reflexes," Harry simply replied, "Does this mean we're still talking to each other?"

"What do you think we're doing now, Harry?" Mika shot back, "I think I'm gonna go to my dormitory soon so if you've got something to say, say it now."

Harry began to open his mouth to say something but no sounds came out.

Before the music in her head returned to full volume, Mika declared in a forceful voice, "Well, I am telling you, what happened in the Great Hall can't happen again, you hear me???"

Harry asked, "Why? Why can't you let something that feels so good happen again? Why are you so scared?"

Mika began to explain, "I can't just give my heart to you…"

"You can't or you won't?" Harry cut her off, then went on before she could get a word in edgewise, "Forget it! I'm just hurt you don't trust me with your heart…"

"I'd trust you with my life!" Mika exclaimed, "I just…"

As Mika's voice faded, Harry walked away quietly, heading towards the boys' dormitories, leaving Mika to listen to the song literally stuck in her head.

Of all people…he should understand. You should just tell him. He can help you through this, her conscience told her.

Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this

Some people search forever for that one special kiss

Oh I can't believe it's happening to me

Some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this

Mika sang the words of the chorus softly as she walked up to the girls' dormitory. The song seemed somewhat appropriate for the circumstances…

~*~

"Knowing her, she'll forget all about it in the morning," Pavarti Patil commented.

Lavender Brown added, "Yeah, she'll act like it doesn't matter to her that one of the most popular guys at Hogwarts chose to kiss her."

"I have to admit that it was pretty scandalous, the way he just went and kissed her!" Pavarti said with a giggle.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the gossipy twosome across the room as she brushed her hair. She and Mika had managed to be staying with the pair in a dormitory for two years and there were always two extra beds. With Marionie's arrival, only one bed remained. She walked towards her bed, which was next to an empty bed next to Marionie's bed.

"Well, I'm all ready for lights out," she said to Mari, "You?"

"Yeah…but there's still time before then…could we talk first?" Marionie asked.

Hermione nodded and put her brush down on the bedside table to her left.

"What's this you and Ron have being saying about Mika's temper?" she asked.

"Well…she's a very enigmatic person. She only tells four people her secrets: me, Ron, Harry and Oliver. To most people, she's a Slytherin-hating Muggle born witch from Gryffindor who's great at History of Magic. The temper's a part of her persona that everyone knows. I can tell you that it runs deeper than that, though." Hermione paused, trying to find the right words, then continued, "Essentially, she knows to be what people expect her to be and keeps everything else in check. She used to be really good at that. For some reason, she's having a hard time keeping her emotions under control. Something happened between…oh I would say the time we were all at your house and Harry's kiss that stirred something up. The visit to your house…that's the time she started acting in a different way"

Marionie gasped. "So it is me!" she said softly.

The confused look on Hermione's face seemed out of place there. "Wait just a minute! Mika adores you! Why would she be upset?" she asked.

"You don't know this, but when she went off to find privacy at my house, she ended up in the library." Hermione grinned at this. "And…although Harry said she liked novels, those weren't what she was checking out when we got there."

"What?!" Hermione laughed, "She only loves to read those! It's a nothing short of a miracle that she does so well in History of Magic class when all she does is read fiction…I don't know how she does that!"

"Yeah, well, something attracted her to my family's history books and photo albums…and when Harry, Ron and I got to her, she was looking at my mother's old pictures."

At that moment, Marionie could see it in Hermione's eyes that her bushy haired friend was putting all the pieces of the puzzle together.

"Your mother…that must have triggered everything!" Hermione whispered, "…Oh, poor girl…her mother died when she was merely 6 months old. Muggle automobile accident, she once told me. I guess she lost control of her sadness when she saw those pictures! That's why we try not to mention mothers around her! She's grown quite attached to Mrs. Weasley too, as a sort of surrogate mother when she, Harry and I spend time at the Burrow."

Marionie slapped herself on the forehead, not realizing that Mika seemed like a whole other person when the words 'Mum' or 'mother' were spoken.

Mika entered the room in her yellow nightshirt, having arrived from the washroom. She went straight to her bed between Marionie's and Hermione's, rested on her back and stared at the ceiling.

"Are you okay, Mika?" Hermione asked cautiously.

Mika replied coldly, "Yeah, except for the fact that my father's lied to me my entire life and it's actually my fault that my mother died."

Marionie went to stand up to give Mika a hug but the black-haired girl just crawled under the sheets and closed her eyes, refusing to talk.

"We can try again tomorrow," Hermione assured Marionie, "I'm sure she'll be in a better mood to talk."

"All right!" Marionie replied.

Soon, a prefect announced that it was time for lights out and all of Hogwarts faded into a deep slumber.