A/N: Well, I guess I might as well post the next chapter now. Thanks for those who reviewed! Now I guess I should try to answer a couple questions or something. Yeah, I understand that last chapter was kinda dumb and confusing, but it was necessary for this story. Otherwise you'd be even more confused than you probably are now! I can't really tell you exactly what's going on, Sammyosa92, but I will say that this is based on my life (sorta), and that it will start making more sense. More is explained in the next few chapters, so please bear with me! If anybody's got some questions, be a little more specific, and the answer will be answered by me in the Author's Notes, or more likely in the story as it progresses. Ok? So, enough about this and on with the Fanfic!

Disclaimer: Don't own Inuyasha or Voldie. Besides, who in their right mind would want to own Voldemort? (Torturing purposes are an exception). Uh-oh, looks like J.K. Rowling's out to get me... (I'm innocent!).

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Chapter2- Another "Normal" Fact about Sara

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"...stupid. Why are we here again?"

"Oh, shut up!"

"Why don't I just try CPR or something to wake her up?"

"Ew! No, you pervert!"

"Just a thought."

"Yeah, a perverted thought!"

"Why don't you perform CPR on Voldie, over there?"

"Do I look gay to you?!"

"Yeah," Sara said sitting up form the bed she lay upon, getting out of a daze, as if she just woke up from a deep sleep.

Dean, the boy who asked the question that Sara answered, looked offended and scowled.

"I was the one who could've saved your life!" he said. "Besides, I have a girlfriend, so I am NOT gay!"

"Sure..." Sara said with a small smile, rolling her eyes.

She gasped when she Tom on a bed beside her. He had a large bruise on his left cheekbone.

A sharp pain throbbed in her head. Then she remembered. Or at least, she remembered some of it.

"What happened?" Sara finally asked.

"I-I dunno..." Phoebe said anxiously, giving worried glances at everyone else.

"Well...erm...uhh...you see..." Eve began uncertainly.

"You punched him! Maria exclaimed, sounding half thrilled (because of the fact somebody hit him for once) and half disappointed (because she wasn't the one who hit him).

"Yeah, but that wasn't even half of what happened!" Dean blurted out. Everyone else glared at him.

"What?" he said innocently, shrugging his shoulders.

"Um, well..." Phoebe said slowly. "To put it plainly, you changed, transformed."

"Yeah you did. It was weird...and freaky," Crys said.

"What?" was all Sara could say. She didn't remember any of it. She never remembered actually punching Tom. She obviously did, after all, the evidence was right there, but how?

"Your eyes were red, bright red," Eve said.

"And your hair, it was turning white," Crys put in.

"Your face. There were marks, red marks across your cheeks," Maria added.

"And don't forget the ears," Dean said quickly. "That was the weirdest."

"Yeah...they reminded me of a dog, or maybe a cat," Phoebe mused.

"You looked like Inuyasha!" Crys said finally.

"I...what? But that's impossible!" Sara stuttered.

"We know, but remember those dreams–?" Maria started to say.

"What dreams?" Dean and the other Death Eaters said at once.

"Shut up!" Sara and her friends said in unison.

"The dreams," Maria continued talking to Sara. "Maybe it was really telling you something."

"Maybe..." Sara said thoughtfully. "But...hey, what time is it?"

"Uhh...3:00 p.m.," Eve declared.

"After school?" Sara asked. They all nodded. "Damn!" Sara muttered. She had been asleep for that long? "Well, where are we?" she asked.

"The nurse's office. She said the injuries weren't bad enough to land you two in a hospital, but she called your parents," Crys told her.

"Oh...so has Tom woken up yet?" she asked gesturing at his unconscious form.

"Nope, and good thing too!" Maria said as if Christmas had come early.

Sara raised her eyebrows at her. Then slowly and carefully, so that it wouldn't cause her anymore pain to her head, she climbed out of the bed and stood. Cautiously, she walked to Tom's bed and stared at his bruise. Everybody else around her watched closely as Sara furrowed her brow from slight confusion. How could a thirteen-year old girl cause so much damage to a thirteen-year old boy by a mere punch? It seemed almost impossible.

Taking much heed, Sara reached out with her hand and poked him on the shoulder to see if he would wake up. He didn't. She touched his forehead, wondering if he might have some kind of fever. Her hand glowed bright pink, and she withdrew her hand quickly. Tom's eyes fluttered open and blinked from the bright light of the room a few times. He quickly sat up.

"Where am I? What happened? I didn't eat the pie, I swear!" he said quickly. Everyone raised their eyebrows.

Obviously, he had awoken form a dream where he was accused of eating a pie...

"Huh?" Sara said.

"Oh, uh...never mind," Tom mumbled, embarrassed about his confusion.

"Okaaay..." Sara muttered to her friends. Maria and Crys snickered, while Eve and Phoebe hid a smile, and Sara shook her head at Tom's stupidity. Dean sighed. Even he was usually more stupid than Tom, and he could see Tom's mistake easily.

"Well," Dean said. "Sara gave you a bad blow to the face, you passed out, and now you're at the school nurse's office, after school. Oh, and your parents are here."

Tom swore badly under his breath.

"And..." Dean continued slowly. "Sara woke you up by touching your forehead."

"Sara!" Maria said accusingly. "Why'd you have to go and do that?"

"Sorry, I didn't know," Sara replied, still shocked by what she just did.

Tom touched his bruise lightly.

"Ow! It hurts even when I touch it. I mean–." he said looking up at them all and added to show he wasn't a wimp. "It doesn't hurt that bad."

"Oh really?" Sara asked. She reached out and touched his bruise lightly with her index finger to "cause terrible pain," but once again, her hand glowed brightly. Amazingly, his bruise disappeared right before their very eyes (except Tom's eyes, of course). Sara abruptly pulled her arm back and gasped.

"What?" Tom said worriedly.

"It-it's gone..." Eve said in disbelief.

"Noooo! I wanted him to live with that mark for a long, long time! Why is it that I have to suffer from knowing Voldemort isn't in pain?!" Maria cried, now sounding as if she had no gifts for Christmas.

Sara stared wide-eyed with absolute shock. What did I do? How could I have done this?

The nurse walked in now.

"Now it's time for you all to leave. They need rest," she said without looking up. When she did, she gasped, both hands covering her mouth. "Oh, my! How did–what happened–Where's his–?" she was nearly speechless. When she found her voice, she managed, "Where's his bruise?" while swiftly walking to Tom's bed and examining his face.

She touched the spot where his wound used to be.

"How did this happen?" she asked.

"Uhh...well, I...I'm quick with recovering. Yeah, that's it, I heal fast," Tom lied.

"Yeah, uh-huh," everyone else said nodding.

"Well...if you say so..." the nurse said looking at them all suspiciously. "I'll get your parents to take you two children home." She left the room.

"Well, we'd better go now. Our parents will get worried if we're late," Eve said.

Everyone else nodded, except Maria who was still grumbling and whining about Tom being healed.

"Now there's no proof that he got beat up. Darn, and I was hoping to torture him for it too!" Maria muttered to herself.

"Bye," Phoebe said and they all left, half dragging Maria with them since she was still lost in thought.

Sara and Tom's parents bustled in at that moment, looking very worried, like good parents should.

"Oh, are you okay? What happened? How's your head?" Sara's mom said frantically.

"I'm fine, just a little tired," Sara assured.

"C'mon, let's go," her dad said and led them outside, to the car.

They drove home, even though it was just minutes away. Sara sat thinking for a while.

How did I do all those things? The punch, the transformation, the healing; those were all humanly impossible. So then, how did it happen? "Humanly impossible" was what struck her the most. Was she not human? Was she a witch or something? Sara hoped not. Witches in Harry Potter were pretty cool. But being a witch? She never really thought about it, and she was told that witches were bad, which she didn't believe completely. There were good witches, right? Like in "Wizard of Oz" or something, right? Still...

The car pulled into their garaged, and the sound of one of the doors opening brought her back to the real world. Home sweet home.

A/N: Okay...yeah, that was probably even dumber than the last chapter...maybe I should've changed it or something...sigh. I really can't though, cuz it all connects with the plot I've created and besides, I've already written 9 chapters! I just gotta type 'em up post them accordingly. So if you thought this was confusing or dumb, there's not much I can do 'cept answer questions and keep writing, so that it will get to the good stuff. The next chapter is kinda short, but it's got Inuyasha in it!!! I plan to post it directly after this one, since the next one's short. So please Read & Review, and I would really appreciate some feedback right now. I'm starting to feel some doubt in this fanfiction...Well, next chapter, then!

[08/08/04: Edited Chapter]