Nat Sue
Chapter Six

"I don't know, Mrs. Norris just found her there."
"I see..."
"She was really far from any classrooms that are in use... She's either terrible at finding her way, or someone got her lost intentionally."
"I'll be talking to Binns and the students to see what they have to say."
"Good idea. Well, I best be off. I'll let you know if I find anything out."
Nat snuggled deeper under the warm blankets, trying to block out the voices and drift back to sleep.
"Nat, I know you're awake."
"I am not..." Nat mumbled in response.
"How'd you get in that classroom?"
"How do you think?"
"Nat, I don't know, that's why I'm asking. Why don't you be helpful for once in your life?"
Nat pulled the blankets away from her face to look at Snape. "Why don't you?"
"Incase you haven't noticed, I'm trying to help you, although I'm not sure why I'm even bothering as you obviously don't care."
"Hn... Gomen nasai, Snape-sama."
"Now, how'd you get in that classroom?"
"I was sick, and Pansy was going to take me to the hospital wing, but she got me lost, and ran off."
"Why would she do that?"
"Because she's a bitch."
"And you're not?"
"I'm a princess."
"You are not. You're a whiny, bitchy, spoiled brat."
"And you're a mean bad man. What's your point?"
"Nat, you better watch yourself."
"Give me a mirror... Hey, why am I sick anyhow?"
"You ingested foxglove."
"How?"
"You ate it."
"I did not."
"Then you had it on your hands when you ate something."
"Like gum?"
"You were chewing gum in potions?"
"Yeah, I'm always chewing gum, except right now, do you have any?"
"No. Now, I don't want you chewing gum in my class again. And I want you to try to get along with your housemates. Understood?"
"Hai, Snape-sama."
"Good. Pomfrey says you'll be fine, but she wants you to spend the rest of the night here. So stay in bed. Understood?
"Hai, Snape-sama."
"I'm going to have a talk with Miss Parkinson, I believe. Get some sleep."
"Hai... Arigatou."
Snape paused before turning and heading out the door, his black robes billowing behind him. Nat settled herself down into the pillows and quickly fell asleep, dreaming of the lecture Snape was going to give Pansy.

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Nat awoke in the middle of the night, feeling uncomfortably hot under the blankets. Kicking the blankets off, Nat stretched out, hoping to cool down. Nat was still in her uniform, minus the robe and tie, and began tugging off the vest and then the long sleeved shirt. Stripped to just her tank on top, she rolled up the legs of her pants (she had opted out of wearing skirts).
After tossing and turning for what seemed like forever, Nat realized that there was no way she was going to get back to sleep, and she needed to go for a nice long walk to make her sleepy. Disregarding Snape's orders to stay in bed, Nat climbed out and headed to the door. Opening it quietly, she was relieved to find it had not been charmed to go off when she opened it. Turning left down the corridor, Nat made her way through the dark halls with her hand on the wall to guide her.
Fifteen minutes later found Nat walking down a winding staircase, just wide enough for one person to walk on. Carefully finding each step before she set her foot down, Nat froze in mid-step as she heard a cat's meow from behind her. Filch's cat! Damnit! Nat thought frantically, hurrying down the steps now.
Nat was all but running down the stairs when she suddenly smacked into something, soft, yet hard, and stumbled, taking whatever she had run into the rest of the way down the stairs with her. Landing at the bottom of the staircase with a loud 'oof!' accompanied by another 'oof' from what she had run into. Nat pulled herself off the floor, rubbing her head and holding her nose, which appeared to be bleeding. "Goddamnit!" Nat cursed under her breath. Then glanced around, disturbed to see a leg but no body laying next to her. "Shit... Did I kill someone again?!" Nat said, backing off.
"I'm alive, thanks much." Came the reply, as the invisibility cloak slid off and Harry sat up. "It's you! Damnit, you should quit it with that invisibility shit!" Nat said, glaring at him. "Yeah well... Hey... Lumos!" Harry said, giving his wand a slight wave and making a light at the tip appear. "You're a girl?!" Harry exclaimed, looking at Nat's chest which wasn't quite so flat after all. "Hey! Pervert!" Nat yelled, slugging Harry in the stomach as hard as she could. "Now, what the hell do you mean by 'you're a girl'?!"
"Uh, well, I just thought... Everyone thinks... And then..."
"Out with it, Potter."
"Everyone thinks you're a guy!"
"Yeah, well that was kind of Draco's idea there. He has this whole plot to make Gryffindor look stupid. Well, actually, I think you and that girl with the disease-like name and some other guy were his real targets, but y'know."
"What was his plan?"
"Uhm... Well he didn't really explain it. I don't think he likes me much... Keeps calling me a 'Mudblood' and stuff like that."
"Yeah, that sounds like him..."
"Anyhoo, what the hell are you doing running into me on the stairs?"
"Me? You were the one running! Why were YOU running into me on the stairs?"
"Because Mrs. Norris... Oh shit, I forgot about her! We've gotta get out of here!"
"Here, get under my cloak!"
Harry quickly pulled the cloak over both Nat and himself, and they headed quickly down the hall, away from the staircase.

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"So is your name really Nat? Or is that short for like, Natalie?" Harry asked from his position on a teacher's desk in an unused classroom. "Nat is short for Natsume, but that's not really my name..."
"It's not? What is your name then?"
"Uhm, I don't really like my name..."
"Oh, c'mon! It's probably not too bad, not worse than Hermione, is it?"
"No, nothing is worse than that... But I still don't like it."
"So you signed up for Hogwarts with a fake name? Does Dumbledore know?"
"He probably does, but hasn't said anything. He's almost cool..."
"Yeah, I like him. He's great."
"Great is pushing it."
"You don't know him like I do."
"Oh, you have an intimate relationship with the guy?"
"No! It's not... Oh, haha, very funny."
"Yes it was..."
"How is it you didn't get in Gryffindor? You don't seem the Slytherin type."
"Well the hat didn't exactly sort me, incase you forgot."
"I know that! But it seems pretty obvious that you should be in Gryffindor, or Hufflepuff."
"Gag me with a knife, Hufflepuff is for losers."
"Okay, but why didn't the hat put you in Gryffindor?"
"Look, Potter. I'm not a very nice person. I may act all ditzy and blonde, and everything, but you don't know the first thing about me."
"Alright, alright, you don't have to be so touchy, I believe you."
"Good, because I'm not someone you want to mess with, Potter."

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Nat was released from the hospital wing early the next morning - Saturday. Skipping into her dorm room where all of her roommates were still sleeping, Nat quickly changed into her normal clothing (school robes weren't required on weekends): black wide leg jeans, a tight gray shirt, and a large black t-shirt over it which hung nearly to her knees with the words 'Chaos, Panic, Disorder, My work here is done' across the chest. Completing the outfit with her black and gray sneakers and her Badtz-Maru bucket hat, Nat skipped out the door and up to the great hall.
Pacing back and forth on the Slytherin table, Nat wondered just what she should do to get back at Pansy. Maybe treat her to a good old fashioned Muggle game of bloody knuckles, or pop the head off the flower. Of course, Pansy wasn't a real flower, but that made it all the more fun. Nat giggled at the thought of popping Pansy's head off like a dandelion. That would be fun, very fun. And messy, ooh would it be messy. Nat felt a smile break out across her face as she continued to think up interesting ways to kill Pansy, and nearly jumped out of her skin when she was greeted by an all-too-cheerful Dumbledore.
"Good morning, Nat!"
"Good god! Don't do that! You shouldn't do that to people! You're going to kill someone!"
"I shouldn't say good morning?" Dumbledore inquired, his blue eyes twinkling. Nat felt sick to her stomach at his cheerful mannerisms.
"You shouldn't sneak up on people! You're lucky I didn't have my gun!"
Dumbledore chuckled, which made Nat's mood plummet even further. Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Nat declared, "Anyone as cheerful as you in the morning, should be hung, drawn, and quartered."
"You yourself seemed in a rather cheerful mood when I walked in." Dumbledore replied, the twinkle never leaving his eyes.
"I was thinking of ways to kill Pansy."
"I figured as much. I'm very glad to see you're doing alright. I checked in on you yesterday, but you were asleep."
"Hn... So, are you gonna kick Pansy's ass?"
"I wouldn't quite put it that way. Although Miss Parkinson does have quite a few detentions ahead of her."
"Hn."
"Nat, why do you think Pansy did that to you?"
"Because she's a bitch?"
"Watch your language please. And I don't believe you've got it quite right, I think it has more of something to do with you."
"She's jealous because I'm a princess."
"Nat, seriously, why would she do that?"
"Because I'm a Mudblood."
"That... May have something to do with it, but that word is not appropriate."
"That's what Draco calls me."
"Well, I'll ask Severus to have a talk with your housemates about that. But I don't think that's the only reason."
"Oh... Hey, I can jump across the gaps in between the tables!"
"Nat... Can you please be serious?"
"No."
Nat jumped lazily from the Slytherin table to the Ravenclaw table, putting herself much closer to Dumbledore who was in the middle of the room. "Nat, what have you done to yourself?"
"Nani?"
"You're covered in bruises, what happened? You didn't have those when I checked on you last night."
"Oh, I ran into Harry on the stairs! You can ask him if you don't believe me... Not that I would ever lie."
"You ran into Harry Potter? What did you do, fall down the stairs?"
"Yeah, was kinda fun, except it hurt..."
"I would imagine."
"One time I imagined I flew to the moon... But I didn't have any air tanks so I passed out."
"Why didn't you just imagine air tanks?"
"Oh... I uh... Hmm... Anyhow, I got to go to the hospital. That was fun!"
"You imagined you passed out and went to the hospital? Great fun..."
"No, I imagined I went to the moon. I really did pass out and go to the hospital!"
"Why... Never mind."

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Note: Hey people! Natty Sue is a lot easier to write than the Survivor fic... Anyhow, I know I said she'd get her pets, but I decided I needed another chapter in between. It's short, I know, but it was needed. ^_^ What did you guys think? It wasn't particularly funny... *sad* But I hope it's okies. Review please! Thank you everyone!
Special thanks to Ravenclawizard and Talia Carter for help with classes!

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