Title: The Queen's Daughter
Rating: PG-13 for language
Author: Bitch-with a sword
Type: Sort of A/U
Summary: A girl is a t Hogwarts that no body likes, no body notices, and no body cares about. What happens when Harry starts to notice her and finds something out about her?
Chapter Three. A Note to the Queen
Harry walked quickly back to the kitchens and opened the portrait as quickly as he could.
"Hey Harry. Did you find her?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." Harry said, looking back on the scene that was just shown to him.
"And?" Hermione asked.
"There's something strange going on. There's going to be a party at a palace for Shasmecka." Harry said.
"What? A palace?" Ron asked.
"That is what he said." Hermione snapped. Ron glared at her.
"Do you suppose they named her Shasmecka for a reason?" Harry asked his two best friends.
"OK Harry. For one thing, if she were a princess, she wouldn't be an outcast. Another thing, she would be stuck up, obnoxious, and a total bitch. Plus, she would shove it in all of our faces that she is royalty. She has gone seven years without doing that, I don't think she'll start now." Hermione pointed out.
"Yes, but how do you explain the fact that Dumbledore called her Princess, instead of Shasmecka?" Harry asked.
"That is what her name means." Said Ron.
"Yes, but Dumbledore doesn't call any of the students pet names." Hermione said, dwelling on the thought.
"I think she is a princess." Harry said.
"Of what country?" Ron asked.
"She speaks many different languages. She's too light to be a Spanish princess. And I thought that Britain ruled over Sweden." Harry said.
"What if she is the British princess?" Hermione suggested.
"No, the queen does have a daughter, but her name is Samantha." Harry said.
"Hello! Samantha, Shasmecka. They could be twins or something." Ron suggested.
"Doubt it." Hermione said.
"Let's go find her." Ron said. The three stood up and walked out of the kitchens and up to Gryffindor Tower.
~*~*~*~*~
"Does mom always have to throw big parties for me?" Shasmecka thought out loud. She climbed the stairs to the owlry and walked to the very back, where a snowy white bat slept. Shasmecka whistled and the bat woke up. It yawned at flew to perch on her shoulder.
"Hello, Ozzy, how are you tonight?" the bat responded by rubbing his head against her cheek.
Shasmecka grabbed a piece of paper and a quill. She then sat down on the window sill that over looked the lake, Ozzy still on her shoulder. She looked over the lake and then put the quill to the paper.
Dear Mother,
Did you have to throw me a party? You didn't even ask me. But, I can't change your mind, so I would like a scarlet velvet dress. It doesn't matter what design, as long as it fits. I would like Chicken Breast Wellington, and you can pick the rest. I have grown a bit this year, so I will have to come to the palace to be fitted. I will show up one day during Christmas break. Guess what Mom? I got friends! Well, sort of. Anyway, my school work is going great. I am one of the smartest people in our class. There's another girl, she's my friend, who is on the same level as me. Her name is Hermione Granger. Well, write back.
Your Princess.
Shasmecka tied the note to her bat and watched as it flew off toward England. Shasmecka had to get to Gryffindor tower and help Harry with his essay. Shasmecka ran down the stairs and into Gryffindor. She opened the portrait and walked into the common room. It was completely clear of people except Harry, who was sitting on a window seat, and Hermione and Ron were sitting on the couch.
"Mecka?" Hermione asked as she walked in.
"Yeah?" Shasmecka asked her, walking over to Harry.
"Where were you? Not that I care. OK actually I do care." Hermione said.
"I had to owl my mom." Shasmecka said sitting in front of Harry. Hermione just nodded and went back to helping Ron with his essay.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked her as she sat down and pulled out Harry's book.
"I said I would help you, didn't I?" Shasmecka replied, opening the book to the chapter they were to do an essay on.
"Yes, but I didn't think you were going to come." Harry looked at his watch which read ten thirty. Had it really taken her that long?
"I said I would, so I would. Now, where's your essay?" she asked, looking him in the eyes.
"We're done." Hermione told Harry and Shasmecka half an hour later.
"We're not. I have to teach him, not let him cheat so we'll be up pretty soon. We're going to do his extra credit." Shasmecka said, looking up from the book in her hand. Hermione and Ron nodded and walked up the stairs together. Shasmecka smirked evilly.
"What?" Harry asked her. Her face was about to split in half from the size of her smile.
"If they touch while going up the stairs, they'll get into a major snog fest." Shasmecka said, smiling an even larger radiant smile. Harry's eyes got big.
"How did you do that?" Harry asked.
"It's such an advantage being a nerd." She said happily. "It's a spell that I found in the restricted section in the library."
"I thought you said you've never been in the restricted section." Harry pointed out from the conversation they had had earlier.
"Well. Why did you think it took me two and a half hours to write a note to my mom? It was because I took a pit stop at the library." Shasmecka explained then yawned. All of a sudden they heard something hit the wall and muffled sounds.
"I think the spell worked." Harry said. All of a sudden, lightning bolted outside the window and thunder roared. Shasmecka gave a frightened squeak and jumped into Harry's lap. After many years of being chased by Lord Voldemort, Harry wasn't jumpy, but Shasmecka was a nervous wreck. Obviously.
Harry looked at Shasmecka who had her head buried into his chest, her arms around his neck, and her legs were wrapped around his waist. Harry thought this was a very promising position. 'Don't think that!' he scolded himself. Shasmecka nuzzled her head into the curve of his neck and sighed. Harry noticed that Shasmecka was asleep. Harry grabbed his essay and decided he didn't need to do his extra credit. He hoisted Shasmecka into his arms and carried her up to her dorm.
He had passed Hermione and Ron snogging in a dark corner. He would interrupt them when it got too far. Harry carried the sleeping girl in his arms to her bed and set her down, but she wouldn't let go. He fell down on the bed with her and her eyes snapped open. She looked around and saw that Harry was on top of her.
"Potter!" she hissed in a whisper.
"This isn't what it looks like. You won't let go of me." Harry whispered back. Their faces were only an inch apart and Shasmecka noticed how chiseled his torso was. He stood up and Shasmecka stood up also.
"Sorry. I sort of fall asleep when I'm too comfortable." Shasmecka said, starting for the balcony that was to her personal use only, because only people she wanted to see could. Harry followed her out onto the balcony and he sat down on a chair. Shasmecka sat on the ledge, looking out to the storm clouds that were quickly forming above their heads. Harry stood up and walked up behind her.
"Aren't rain clouds beautiful?" she asked him.
"Yes. Very." He said, looking at the dark clouds that were looming over Hogwarts. Shasmecka leaned against his chest and he leaned against her.
"I'm tired." Shasmecka said yawning.
"Me too." Harry said. He lifted her into his arms and helped her into bed. Harry walked out of the room and across the hall to a broom closet that seemed to be occupied by Ron and Hermione. He opened the door to see Hermione and Ron making out. He grabbed Ron off of Hermione and pushed Hermione into the girls dorm and drug Ron into the boys dorm.
~*~* Dream *~*~
Shasmecka was in a dark room with red plush carpet, the walls of marble with gold metal trimming. The ceiling seemed to go on forever, with windows with no glass that reached the very top. You could see the moon in one of the large windows and it seemed to follow Shasmecka where ever she went. On one of the walls was a buffet table with many different foods and an enormous ice swan. On the wall opposite of it was large wall with many different tables with ten chairs at each and in the hang out above were fifteen chairs. Shasmecka looked around and noticed she was in the ball room in her palace.
Shasmecka then looked down and she gasped. The dress she was wearing was of scarlet velvet with gold flowers embroidered into the large skirt's trim. It was sleeveless and it had no straps. It dipped low to where it would have shown everything if it went any lower and it pushed up her breasts. Shasmecka then noticed she could barely breath because the dress was so tight. As if the dress knew what she was thinking, it got just a bit looser and she could actually breath. She then noticed the beautiful silver and diamond tiara in her hair. Her hair was in a large elegant bun with ringlets hanging all around her face and some were laying on her back. She had white gloves that went just above her elbows and she had glass high heels on. They were quite comfortable.
Shasmecka walked around the room and looked at the ceiling. It was enchanted so the angels would fly around. Shasmecka was going to go up the large elegant stair case when a voice stopped her.
"Hello, Princess." Said the voice. Shasmecka turned around to see Harry.
"Hello, Harry." Shasmecka said to him, curtsying. She had her head down, but Harry lifted it with his index finger so she could look him in the eyes. All of a sudden, an orchestra started to play a melody that Shasmecka had known since she was born. Her mother would use it to make her sleep. Harry grabbed one of her hands and wrapped his arms around her waist. Shasmecka put her on his arm that rested on her waist.
The two started to dance around the large ball room. They just spent the whole song, which was six minutes long, looking deeply into each other's eyes. When the song ended, they stopped dancing and the two leaned in for a kiss, but an unseen force pulled Harry away from Shasmecka. The room around her started to melt away, and Shasmecka started to run after Harry. She was running at her fasted speed, but she tripped and fell to the ground. She looked up to see she was alone in the darkness.
~*~* End Dream*~*~
Shasmecka woke up in cold sweat and her clothes were sticking to her because of it. Shasmecka peered around to see that it was only six in the morning. She laid back down on her bed, but only to stay up and stare at the top of her canopy bed, or out her window.
I hope you all like my story so far. I don't know if it's original or not. But anyway, please R and R. Can you tell me what place she is Princess of? You get a cookie if you can name it!
Rating: PG-13 for language
Author: Bitch-with a sword
Type: Sort of A/U
Summary: A girl is a t Hogwarts that no body likes, no body notices, and no body cares about. What happens when Harry starts to notice her and finds something out about her?
Chapter Three. A Note to the Queen
Harry walked quickly back to the kitchens and opened the portrait as quickly as he could.
"Hey Harry. Did you find her?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." Harry said, looking back on the scene that was just shown to him.
"And?" Hermione asked.
"There's something strange going on. There's going to be a party at a palace for Shasmecka." Harry said.
"What? A palace?" Ron asked.
"That is what he said." Hermione snapped. Ron glared at her.
"Do you suppose they named her Shasmecka for a reason?" Harry asked his two best friends.
"OK Harry. For one thing, if she were a princess, she wouldn't be an outcast. Another thing, she would be stuck up, obnoxious, and a total bitch. Plus, she would shove it in all of our faces that she is royalty. She has gone seven years without doing that, I don't think she'll start now." Hermione pointed out.
"Yes, but how do you explain the fact that Dumbledore called her Princess, instead of Shasmecka?" Harry asked.
"That is what her name means." Said Ron.
"Yes, but Dumbledore doesn't call any of the students pet names." Hermione said, dwelling on the thought.
"I think she is a princess." Harry said.
"Of what country?" Ron asked.
"She speaks many different languages. She's too light to be a Spanish princess. And I thought that Britain ruled over Sweden." Harry said.
"What if she is the British princess?" Hermione suggested.
"No, the queen does have a daughter, but her name is Samantha." Harry said.
"Hello! Samantha, Shasmecka. They could be twins or something." Ron suggested.
"Doubt it." Hermione said.
"Let's go find her." Ron said. The three stood up and walked out of the kitchens and up to Gryffindor Tower.
~*~*~*~*~
"Does mom always have to throw big parties for me?" Shasmecka thought out loud. She climbed the stairs to the owlry and walked to the very back, where a snowy white bat slept. Shasmecka whistled and the bat woke up. It yawned at flew to perch on her shoulder.
"Hello, Ozzy, how are you tonight?" the bat responded by rubbing his head against her cheek.
Shasmecka grabbed a piece of paper and a quill. She then sat down on the window sill that over looked the lake, Ozzy still on her shoulder. She looked over the lake and then put the quill to the paper.
Dear Mother,
Did you have to throw me a party? You didn't even ask me. But, I can't change your mind, so I would like a scarlet velvet dress. It doesn't matter what design, as long as it fits. I would like Chicken Breast Wellington, and you can pick the rest. I have grown a bit this year, so I will have to come to the palace to be fitted. I will show up one day during Christmas break. Guess what Mom? I got friends! Well, sort of. Anyway, my school work is going great. I am one of the smartest people in our class. There's another girl, she's my friend, who is on the same level as me. Her name is Hermione Granger. Well, write back.
Your Princess.
Shasmecka tied the note to her bat and watched as it flew off toward England. Shasmecka had to get to Gryffindor tower and help Harry with his essay. Shasmecka ran down the stairs and into Gryffindor. She opened the portrait and walked into the common room. It was completely clear of people except Harry, who was sitting on a window seat, and Hermione and Ron were sitting on the couch.
"Mecka?" Hermione asked as she walked in.
"Yeah?" Shasmecka asked her, walking over to Harry.
"Where were you? Not that I care. OK actually I do care." Hermione said.
"I had to owl my mom." Shasmecka said sitting in front of Harry. Hermione just nodded and went back to helping Ron with his essay.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked her as she sat down and pulled out Harry's book.
"I said I would help you, didn't I?" Shasmecka replied, opening the book to the chapter they were to do an essay on.
"Yes, but I didn't think you were going to come." Harry looked at his watch which read ten thirty. Had it really taken her that long?
"I said I would, so I would. Now, where's your essay?" she asked, looking him in the eyes.
"We're done." Hermione told Harry and Shasmecka half an hour later.
"We're not. I have to teach him, not let him cheat so we'll be up pretty soon. We're going to do his extra credit." Shasmecka said, looking up from the book in her hand. Hermione and Ron nodded and walked up the stairs together. Shasmecka smirked evilly.
"What?" Harry asked her. Her face was about to split in half from the size of her smile.
"If they touch while going up the stairs, they'll get into a major snog fest." Shasmecka said, smiling an even larger radiant smile. Harry's eyes got big.
"How did you do that?" Harry asked.
"It's such an advantage being a nerd." She said happily. "It's a spell that I found in the restricted section in the library."
"I thought you said you've never been in the restricted section." Harry pointed out from the conversation they had had earlier.
"Well. Why did you think it took me two and a half hours to write a note to my mom? It was because I took a pit stop at the library." Shasmecka explained then yawned. All of a sudden they heard something hit the wall and muffled sounds.
"I think the spell worked." Harry said. All of a sudden, lightning bolted outside the window and thunder roared. Shasmecka gave a frightened squeak and jumped into Harry's lap. After many years of being chased by Lord Voldemort, Harry wasn't jumpy, but Shasmecka was a nervous wreck. Obviously.
Harry looked at Shasmecka who had her head buried into his chest, her arms around his neck, and her legs were wrapped around his waist. Harry thought this was a very promising position. 'Don't think that!' he scolded himself. Shasmecka nuzzled her head into the curve of his neck and sighed. Harry noticed that Shasmecka was asleep. Harry grabbed his essay and decided he didn't need to do his extra credit. He hoisted Shasmecka into his arms and carried her up to her dorm.
He had passed Hermione and Ron snogging in a dark corner. He would interrupt them when it got too far. Harry carried the sleeping girl in his arms to her bed and set her down, but she wouldn't let go. He fell down on the bed with her and her eyes snapped open. She looked around and saw that Harry was on top of her.
"Potter!" she hissed in a whisper.
"This isn't what it looks like. You won't let go of me." Harry whispered back. Their faces were only an inch apart and Shasmecka noticed how chiseled his torso was. He stood up and Shasmecka stood up also.
"Sorry. I sort of fall asleep when I'm too comfortable." Shasmecka said, starting for the balcony that was to her personal use only, because only people she wanted to see could. Harry followed her out onto the balcony and he sat down on a chair. Shasmecka sat on the ledge, looking out to the storm clouds that were quickly forming above their heads. Harry stood up and walked up behind her.
"Aren't rain clouds beautiful?" she asked him.
"Yes. Very." He said, looking at the dark clouds that were looming over Hogwarts. Shasmecka leaned against his chest and he leaned against her.
"I'm tired." Shasmecka said yawning.
"Me too." Harry said. He lifted her into his arms and helped her into bed. Harry walked out of the room and across the hall to a broom closet that seemed to be occupied by Ron and Hermione. He opened the door to see Hermione and Ron making out. He grabbed Ron off of Hermione and pushed Hermione into the girls dorm and drug Ron into the boys dorm.
~*~* Dream *~*~
Shasmecka was in a dark room with red plush carpet, the walls of marble with gold metal trimming. The ceiling seemed to go on forever, with windows with no glass that reached the very top. You could see the moon in one of the large windows and it seemed to follow Shasmecka where ever she went. On one of the walls was a buffet table with many different foods and an enormous ice swan. On the wall opposite of it was large wall with many different tables with ten chairs at each and in the hang out above were fifteen chairs. Shasmecka looked around and noticed she was in the ball room in her palace.
Shasmecka then looked down and she gasped. The dress she was wearing was of scarlet velvet with gold flowers embroidered into the large skirt's trim. It was sleeveless and it had no straps. It dipped low to where it would have shown everything if it went any lower and it pushed up her breasts. Shasmecka then noticed she could barely breath because the dress was so tight. As if the dress knew what she was thinking, it got just a bit looser and she could actually breath. She then noticed the beautiful silver and diamond tiara in her hair. Her hair was in a large elegant bun with ringlets hanging all around her face and some were laying on her back. She had white gloves that went just above her elbows and she had glass high heels on. They were quite comfortable.
Shasmecka walked around the room and looked at the ceiling. It was enchanted so the angels would fly around. Shasmecka was going to go up the large elegant stair case when a voice stopped her.
"Hello, Princess." Said the voice. Shasmecka turned around to see Harry.
"Hello, Harry." Shasmecka said to him, curtsying. She had her head down, but Harry lifted it with his index finger so she could look him in the eyes. All of a sudden, an orchestra started to play a melody that Shasmecka had known since she was born. Her mother would use it to make her sleep. Harry grabbed one of her hands and wrapped his arms around her waist. Shasmecka put her on his arm that rested on her waist.
The two started to dance around the large ball room. They just spent the whole song, which was six minutes long, looking deeply into each other's eyes. When the song ended, they stopped dancing and the two leaned in for a kiss, but an unseen force pulled Harry away from Shasmecka. The room around her started to melt away, and Shasmecka started to run after Harry. She was running at her fasted speed, but she tripped and fell to the ground. She looked up to see she was alone in the darkness.
~*~* End Dream*~*~
Shasmecka woke up in cold sweat and her clothes were sticking to her because of it. Shasmecka peered around to see that it was only six in the morning. She laid back down on her bed, but only to stay up and stare at the top of her canopy bed, or out her window.
I hope you all like my story so far. I don't know if it's original or not. But anyway, please R and R. Can you tell me what place she is Princess of? You get a cookie if you can name it!
