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Previously, on Diaries of a Mary-Sue Author:
Summer went on an aeroplane and Xaero went weird and tried to bite her. Yes, I'm sure we're all very sorry he didn't, but as you will find out, the plot will THICKEN CONSIDERABLY, like CORNFLOUR AND WATER. You know, how you bash it but it's hard and you go slowly into it and its all smooshy? That's what the plot will be like. I bet you can't wait. Oh and I ripped off the slayer idea from some other chick/dude, so don't sue me or anything like that. Hey, do you know that I had absolutely no Canon characters last chappie? Letters from good old Dumbles don't count. And this chapter is about lovey-doveys between MarySue and Canon!Harry.
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Summer tried to kick Xaeropedo but he caught hold of her foot and pulled her over. He knelt down toward her and whispered in her ear: "You had to go and leave me, didn't you? Why did you leave me? After all that I have done." He said, with a hand at Summer's throat. She choked for air and just stared insolently back at him.
"I said you could come with me."
Xaero snarled. "Why would I want to go to your horrible little school of horrible little termites when all I had to do was drink your blood and you would be with me always and forever?"
"But . . . I thought your friends wouldn't let you back in the forest . . ."
"They don't know about the other vampires." He said. "I'm going to drink your blood, then get the pilot to take us back to Transylvania. We will live in that forest, and we will be God damnit HAPPY!" He yelled ferociously. Suddenly there was a banging sound coming from the door, and there stood Ricky, holding a wand toward Xaero. He looked down at Summer; her long kinky blonde hair twisted on the ground like tendrils of a vine, and pointed his wand back at Xaero.
"Hurt Summer, and I will torture you until you die, vampire." He said fiercely. Xaeropedo simply bared his fangs defiantly and moved his head down, so Ricky whipped a stake out from his back pocket and slammed it into Xaero, who cocked his head sarcastically at Summer and turned to dust before her eyes. She stood up and brushed herself off, before turning to Ricky.
"Thanks, Ricky. I'm guessing you didn't just have that stake in your pocket in case you wanted to pitch a tent?"
"No, Summer. I'm a slayer. And you're a witch. I can tell these things." He said solemnly. He saw Summer's expression and said to her "I'll tell you about it back in our seats." They walked back to their seats, getting a few winks from old people who saw Summer's wonky top and tousled hair and probably heard the banging in the toilets as well.
"I think they thought we'd been getting busy" Summer said to Ricky when they were back in their seats.
"Yeah, I was wondering why an old guy gave me the thumbs up!" He said, causing Summer to laugh. "No, seriously now. Last summer, on my holidays, I went for a visit to Los Angeles. (T/A/N: if anyone knows where Buffy really lives can you review and tell me?) We stayed in my aunt and uncle's place while they were taking a holiday in Spain. Next door there lived this really hot blonde called Buffy, and a few other people lived with her as well. One night, I heard a bit of a commotion coming from their yard, so I went over to check it out. I saw Buffy fighting a dude with a really mangled face, and the dude pushed her onto one of those sprinkler things with the sharp heads, you know those? It went right through her and she died instantly. Anyways, some dude who later identified himself to me as Xander said I had the slayer gift, and that he wanted me to kill the vampire. I did, surprisingly easily, and so, when I went back to school, everyone knew about it and the Headmaster sent me to some Hogwarts school."
"That's where I go!" Summer said. "We'll be on the same train and everything!"
"Well, I'm glad we met here, or we might have hated each other!" Ricky said, smiling. He was looking into her eyes like she had little kittens in them or something. *Oh, don't like me, I like Harry . . . * She thought desperately. He opened his mouth to say something, but then Butterfly the airhostess came along with their lunch. *Ugh . . . aeroplane food . . . * She thought.
By the time the plane landed at London airport, Summer and Ricky were best friends. Summer got off the plane, smiling at Butterfly, whom she liked very much, and met Lupin at the Arrivals lounge. She hugged him and he led the way to their taxi, of which was driven by an Indian guy who smelled strongly of curry. Ricky shared their taxi, and the Indian taxi driver gave them the blessings of Buddha as they left the taxi. Lupin helped Summer and Ricky put their bags onto the train, before smiling and waving to their compartment from the platform, and disapparating before the train left the station.
"Do you realise we're the only ones on this train except for the driver and the food lady?" Ricky said.
"Oh my God! Weird!" Summer replied. Their conversation went on as such until they got to Hogwarts, of which they stopped talking long enough for Ricky to lean out of the open window to check out the school.
"So you go here?"
"Yepperoonies!"
"Yepperoonies?"
"It's my new word. It means yes."
"Ok then . . ."
As they got off the train, Hagrid was there to greet them.
"Summer . . . and you mus' be Ricky Thomas. Th' names 'Agrid, Keeper of th' Keys at Hogwarts. Now, th' carriages aren't bein' used until nex' year, so I'll be takin' yeh on me boat. Hop on, there."
So they took the silent boat trip to Hogwarts. Ricky trailed his hand along the surface of the water, until the giant squid's tentacle pushed it back into the boat. Ricky jerked his hand away and moved more to the centre of the boat, making Summer laugh.
"It's just the giant squid, R. It's not going to hurt you."
"This school has a giant squid?"
"We have everything . . . grindylows, kappas, werewolves, vampires, giants, unicorns, anything you care to think of!" Summer said, to the amazement of Ricky.
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"Thomas, Ricky!" McGonnagall said. Ricky stepped up to the podium and sat on the stool, putting the hat on his head. After about ten seconds, the hat shouted out "GRYFFINDOR!"
Summer clapped as Ricky came to sit between her and Hermione, introducing himself to Hermione, Ron, Harry and Ginny.
"Hi, I'm Ricky. What? Oh no, I'm just a transfer student from Zeelia's Academy."
"That's where I used to go!" Summer said, shocked. Ricky screwed up his forehead and closed his eyes.
"Oh yeah, I heard about you! You're the one that when you found out Alex was cheating on you, you got him back by poking . . ." He started, but Summer put her hand over his mouth quickly and tried to cover up what had been started.
"No, that wasn't me, that was a different Summer Woods! There's another one!" She said desperately.
"Yes, my best friend Matt told me about it and pointed you out to me in the hall, then you were expelled for blowing up a turret . . . You've changed your hair, but everyone at school knew you were a metamorphmagus and I can recognise your face now. I knew I'd seen you somewhere before!"
"What did she do when Alex cheated on her?" Hermione asked happily. Summer sank down in her seat, knowing she couldn't silence Ricky.
"Well, she was already enemies with the other girl, so she went up to his room when she thought no-one else was there, and she found some condoms in his bag, so she poked some holes in them with pins. But Matt was there, and he saw you, Summer! Anyways, that girl got pregnant, and she had a baby and called it Araminta."
Summer was shocked to find that she had been seen. "What's the name of the other girl?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, I think it was Phoenix or something . . ." (T/A/N: I love making up names! It's the funnest part of writing Mary-Sues!)
"Right. Hey, what kinds of subjects do Zeelia's have?" Hermione asked, leaning her chin on her hands, and leaning her elbows on the table. She was completely ignoring the food, and focusing entirely on Ricky, who didn't seem to mind that much. In fact, he seemed to like Hermione more than Summer did, which was admittedly not very much, but it was still worth commenting on.
Summer turned around to Harry and hugged him. "I missed you! I missed you heaps!"
"Yeah, that, where did you go?"
"Oh, I had to go to Transylvania . . ." And she told him about the potion.
"But the Prophecy said that I was the only one that could kill . . ." and with that Summer clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Harry! You're using logic! I am the sole person who can kill Voldemort!"
"Right, sorry about that." he replied, looking ashamed of himself.
Summer turned to face the proverbial 'camera'. "You didn't see that, kiddies!"
The proverbial 'camera' whirls around to face the audience. The audience nods their heads in unison, their brains having melted long ago by Summer's inescapable Mary-Sueness.
*Coughcough * that NEVER happened! Anyways, Summer was so happy at being back with her friends that she accidentally metamorphed her eyes from dark green to the brightest turquoise. They all turned their heads toward Dumbledore, who was indicating that he would like to speak.
"Well, now that we are all fed and watered, and as our last Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher resigned but a few days ago, I have great pleasure in announcing that that post will be filled by Professor Sakhra." Dumbledore said, waving his hand at a teacher Summer hadn't noticed before. She looked at Professor Sakhra, gasped and turned to Ricky.
"That's Butterfly!"
"Who?"
"Butterfly! The airhostess on the plane!"
"Really?" Ricky said. "I wasn't paying much attention to the airhostesses."
"Well there she is!"
"Ok then. Hey listen, Hermione's offered to help me catch up on some schoolwork tonight."
Summer nodded her head. "Uhuh, what do you want me to do about it?"
"I'm just wondering what she's like."
"You mean if she's anything like me."
"Well, sort of."
"Yeah, well she's sort of the complete opposite of me, except for the fact we're both girls."
"I see. Does she, you know, go out with people?"
"I dunno, I don't think anyone's asked her out"
Ricky smiled, before standing up and following Hermione out the door. Summer laughed softly and stood up to go back to the dormitory, but Harry caught her hand and pulled her to him. He kissed her, with Ron mouthing the words "Awh, yeah!" behind his back. They pulled apart and Harry turned red.
"Oops, I . . . uh, didn't mean to do that . . ." He said, but Summer just smiled and said "Are you coming?" Before heading to the door of the Entrance Hall.
She opened the dor and walked out, Harry following at a swift pace behind her until he caught up.
"So, this Orlimae potion, how long have you been making it?"
"Since a bit after Angel died . . ." Summer broke off, not wanting to remember the day her best friend had been murdered. Harry put his arm around her and veered her off into the grounds.
"This isn't the way to the dormitories . . ." She said through tears.
"I know, you seem too preoccupied for sleeping right now, I thought we could hang here, if, you know, you want to." Summer laughed at his shyness and took his hand, leading him to the lake.
"Remember here?" She said, sitting down on the grass. "This is where we first met!"
"Oh yeah, I remember! You were the most beautiful girl at any of the dances, if I do say so myself."
Summer blushed. "And you were the hottest guy!" They sat there smiling, Summer resting her head on Harry's shoulder and Harry having his arm around Summer's waist. After about an hour of simply enjoying each other's company, Summer felt a raindrop on her head. She blinked and looked up. It was beginning to rain, and it was coming down in sheets. They stood up and ran back to the doors to the castle, but by the time they got there they were both soaked. They were laughing though and every step they took toward the Gryffindor Common Room felt and sounded like their shoes were full of porridge. They got to the common room and sat down in front of the fire, very cold and very wet.
"You know, we'd dry better if these robes weren't on." Summer said, pulling hers over her head. Harry nodded in agreement and took his off as well To reveal baggy black jeans and a white shirt, completely drenched. Summer threw her robes aside and flipped her wet hair behind her shoulders. She was wearing a red tartan pleated skirt with black boots and a white tank top, with a khaki green tie as a belt. The rain had made her top completely see-through, revealing her pink bra. She took her singlet top off, to the amazement of Harry.
"I don't think that little piece of material stopped you getting dry much."
"But you could see my bra anyways, so what's the point of having it on?" She replied. That made perfect sense to Harry, so he kept his mouth shut and moved closer to the fire. Summer moved closer as well, mimicking their position back at the lake with her head on his shoulder and his arm around her waist. Summer's last view before she fell asleep was of her red skirt, icy cold against her skin.
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The next day, they were going to Potions with the Slytherins when Draco stopped her and pointed to the noticeboard. There, blown up to half a metre square, was a photo of the two sleeping in the common room, Summer with only her bra and skirt on with her head on Harry's shoulder, and Harry with his shirt glued to his skin with rain, his head resting on Summer's. The caption read 'Hogwarts hottest new couple: Harry Potter and Summer Woods' The picture was, of course, moving, but the only movement in that picture was the slow rising and falling of the pair's chests as they breathed softly. Harry gaped at the photo while Summer put her hand over her eyes as if shielding them from the sun, put her head down and walked swiftly to the Potions room, snapping her fingers to knock Harry out of his stupor and beckoned him to follow her. Follow her he did, still with a stupid expression on his face.
"Settle down . . ." Snape said to the class when he entered the room. "Now, today we will be making the Polyjuice Potion, so please divide into pairs and get started."
Of course Harry and Summer worked together, and Hermione blushed and giggled when Ricky asked her to work with him, so Ron had no choice but to work with Neville, something he was most frightened of.
"You will make your potion, extract one hair from your head, and put it in. Then your partner will drink the potion, and if done correctly, your partner should take on your appearance, that is to say, look like you." Snape said. Many people in the room got excited at this, and started straight away. Summer tipped the powdered horn of Bicorn into her potion and stirred it. Harry did the same next to her.
By the end of the lesson, they had almost finished their potions, they just had to put the hair in. Summer tweaked a strand of blonde hair out of her head and dropped it into her cauldron. It turned a pale pink colour, and as Harry dropped a strand of his hair into his potion, it changed colour to dark blue. They poured the potion into plastic cups, swapped them, and prepared to drink.
"Bottoms up" Summer said, before drinking Harry's potion. She winced as her hair changed colour and grew shorter, and her vision fogged up, as she needed glasses now. She pulled Harry's glasses off his nose and put them on. "Awh, that's better."
She could see Harry clearly now, but he didn't look at all like Harry should. His hair was growing and changing colour to blonde, he blinked as his eyes got used to not needing glasses, and he jumped backward as if he had seen a spider when his chest grew.
"AAAAAAAAAAARGH!" He yelled. Snape rushed over to him swiftly.
"What is it, Miss Woods?"
"It's not Summer, it's Harry! The potion worked!"
Snape looked at Harry, then at Summer, who raised her eyebrow.
"Good work, Miss Woods." He said, before sweeping off to the front of the room. Summer laughed as they packed up their stuff for their next lesson, Defence against the Dark Arts.
"I'm gonna metamorph myself back into me again, do you mind?" Summer asked.
"Nah, knock yourself out."
Summer screwed up her face and shook her head, bouncing her long blonde curls back into place. She gave Harry back his glasses, which he put in his pocket. They entered the classroom and sat down. Butterfly the airhostess/professor was sitting behind her desk, smiling at everyone. Hermione (who looked like Ricky) put her hand up.
"Yes, err . . ."
"Miss Granger, Professor. We just had Potions and we did the polyjuice potion and so now we all look like someone else . . ."
"Right. Well then when I call your names out, please say 'present' to the person you look like. Ok?"
Summer put her hand up. "Professor, I'm a metamorphmagus, so I changed myself back . . ."
"Then answer for who you used to look like, I'm sure I'll figure it out in the end."
She smiled at Summer, who turned to Harry to see what she looked like from someone else's point of view. *Not half bad . . . * She thought.
"Harry Potter." Butterfly said. Summer put her hand up. "Ricky Thomas." Hermione put her hand up. "Ron Weasley." Neville put his hand up. "Summer Woods." Harry put his hand up.
"We're going to have lots of fun this year!" Butterfly said, stretching her arms and throwing her head back, letting two bat-like black leathery wings expand from her back. Her purple dreadlocks morphed into kinky black hair, and she put her hands on her hips. "Now, does anyone know what I am?"
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There ya go! Guess what Butterfly is? I don't know. Tell me what she could be. If you really love me, you'll visit this site. http:// quiz. ravenblack. net /blood. pl? biter=EllaBella except without the spaces ok? And I'll give you a packet of chocolate chip cookies.
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Previously, on Diaries of a Mary-Sue Author:
Summer went on an aeroplane and Xaero went weird and tried to bite her. Yes, I'm sure we're all very sorry he didn't, but as you will find out, the plot will THICKEN CONSIDERABLY, like CORNFLOUR AND WATER. You know, how you bash it but it's hard and you go slowly into it and its all smooshy? That's what the plot will be like. I bet you can't wait. Oh and I ripped off the slayer idea from some other chick/dude, so don't sue me or anything like that. Hey, do you know that I had absolutely no Canon characters last chappie? Letters from good old Dumbles don't count. And this chapter is about lovey-doveys between MarySue and Canon!Harry.
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Summer tried to kick Xaeropedo but he caught hold of her foot and pulled her over. He knelt down toward her and whispered in her ear: "You had to go and leave me, didn't you? Why did you leave me? After all that I have done." He said, with a hand at Summer's throat. She choked for air and just stared insolently back at him.
"I said you could come with me."
Xaero snarled. "Why would I want to go to your horrible little school of horrible little termites when all I had to do was drink your blood and you would be with me always and forever?"
"But . . . I thought your friends wouldn't let you back in the forest . . ."
"They don't know about the other vampires." He said. "I'm going to drink your blood, then get the pilot to take us back to Transylvania. We will live in that forest, and we will be God damnit HAPPY!" He yelled ferociously. Suddenly there was a banging sound coming from the door, and there stood Ricky, holding a wand toward Xaero. He looked down at Summer; her long kinky blonde hair twisted on the ground like tendrils of a vine, and pointed his wand back at Xaero.
"Hurt Summer, and I will torture you until you die, vampire." He said fiercely. Xaeropedo simply bared his fangs defiantly and moved his head down, so Ricky whipped a stake out from his back pocket and slammed it into Xaero, who cocked his head sarcastically at Summer and turned to dust before her eyes. She stood up and brushed herself off, before turning to Ricky.
"Thanks, Ricky. I'm guessing you didn't just have that stake in your pocket in case you wanted to pitch a tent?"
"No, Summer. I'm a slayer. And you're a witch. I can tell these things." He said solemnly. He saw Summer's expression and said to her "I'll tell you about it back in our seats." They walked back to their seats, getting a few winks from old people who saw Summer's wonky top and tousled hair and probably heard the banging in the toilets as well.
"I think they thought we'd been getting busy" Summer said to Ricky when they were back in their seats.
"Yeah, I was wondering why an old guy gave me the thumbs up!" He said, causing Summer to laugh. "No, seriously now. Last summer, on my holidays, I went for a visit to Los Angeles. (T/A/N: if anyone knows where Buffy really lives can you review and tell me?) We stayed in my aunt and uncle's place while they were taking a holiday in Spain. Next door there lived this really hot blonde called Buffy, and a few other people lived with her as well. One night, I heard a bit of a commotion coming from their yard, so I went over to check it out. I saw Buffy fighting a dude with a really mangled face, and the dude pushed her onto one of those sprinkler things with the sharp heads, you know those? It went right through her and she died instantly. Anyways, some dude who later identified himself to me as Xander said I had the slayer gift, and that he wanted me to kill the vampire. I did, surprisingly easily, and so, when I went back to school, everyone knew about it and the Headmaster sent me to some Hogwarts school."
"That's where I go!" Summer said. "We'll be on the same train and everything!"
"Well, I'm glad we met here, or we might have hated each other!" Ricky said, smiling. He was looking into her eyes like she had little kittens in them or something. *Oh, don't like me, I like Harry . . . * She thought desperately. He opened his mouth to say something, but then Butterfly the airhostess came along with their lunch. *Ugh . . . aeroplane food . . . * She thought.
By the time the plane landed at London airport, Summer and Ricky were best friends. Summer got off the plane, smiling at Butterfly, whom she liked very much, and met Lupin at the Arrivals lounge. She hugged him and he led the way to their taxi, of which was driven by an Indian guy who smelled strongly of curry. Ricky shared their taxi, and the Indian taxi driver gave them the blessings of Buddha as they left the taxi. Lupin helped Summer and Ricky put their bags onto the train, before smiling and waving to their compartment from the platform, and disapparating before the train left the station.
"Do you realise we're the only ones on this train except for the driver and the food lady?" Ricky said.
"Oh my God! Weird!" Summer replied. Their conversation went on as such until they got to Hogwarts, of which they stopped talking long enough for Ricky to lean out of the open window to check out the school.
"So you go here?"
"Yepperoonies!"
"Yepperoonies?"
"It's my new word. It means yes."
"Ok then . . ."
As they got off the train, Hagrid was there to greet them.
"Summer . . . and you mus' be Ricky Thomas. Th' names 'Agrid, Keeper of th' Keys at Hogwarts. Now, th' carriages aren't bein' used until nex' year, so I'll be takin' yeh on me boat. Hop on, there."
So they took the silent boat trip to Hogwarts. Ricky trailed his hand along the surface of the water, until the giant squid's tentacle pushed it back into the boat. Ricky jerked his hand away and moved more to the centre of the boat, making Summer laugh.
"It's just the giant squid, R. It's not going to hurt you."
"This school has a giant squid?"
"We have everything . . . grindylows, kappas, werewolves, vampires, giants, unicorns, anything you care to think of!" Summer said, to the amazement of Ricky.
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"Thomas, Ricky!" McGonnagall said. Ricky stepped up to the podium and sat on the stool, putting the hat on his head. After about ten seconds, the hat shouted out "GRYFFINDOR!"
Summer clapped as Ricky came to sit between her and Hermione, introducing himself to Hermione, Ron, Harry and Ginny.
"Hi, I'm Ricky. What? Oh no, I'm just a transfer student from Zeelia's Academy."
"That's where I used to go!" Summer said, shocked. Ricky screwed up his forehead and closed his eyes.
"Oh yeah, I heard about you! You're the one that when you found out Alex was cheating on you, you got him back by poking . . ." He started, but Summer put her hand over his mouth quickly and tried to cover up what had been started.
"No, that wasn't me, that was a different Summer Woods! There's another one!" She said desperately.
"Yes, my best friend Matt told me about it and pointed you out to me in the hall, then you were expelled for blowing up a turret . . . You've changed your hair, but everyone at school knew you were a metamorphmagus and I can recognise your face now. I knew I'd seen you somewhere before!"
"What did she do when Alex cheated on her?" Hermione asked happily. Summer sank down in her seat, knowing she couldn't silence Ricky.
"Well, she was already enemies with the other girl, so she went up to his room when she thought no-one else was there, and she found some condoms in his bag, so she poked some holes in them with pins. But Matt was there, and he saw you, Summer! Anyways, that girl got pregnant, and she had a baby and called it Araminta."
Summer was shocked to find that she had been seen. "What's the name of the other girl?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, I think it was Phoenix or something . . ." (T/A/N: I love making up names! It's the funnest part of writing Mary-Sues!)
"Right. Hey, what kinds of subjects do Zeelia's have?" Hermione asked, leaning her chin on her hands, and leaning her elbows on the table. She was completely ignoring the food, and focusing entirely on Ricky, who didn't seem to mind that much. In fact, he seemed to like Hermione more than Summer did, which was admittedly not very much, but it was still worth commenting on.
Summer turned around to Harry and hugged him. "I missed you! I missed you heaps!"
"Yeah, that, where did you go?"
"Oh, I had to go to Transylvania . . ." And she told him about the potion.
"But the Prophecy said that I was the only one that could kill . . ." and with that Summer clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Harry! You're using logic! I am the sole person who can kill Voldemort!"
"Right, sorry about that." he replied, looking ashamed of himself.
Summer turned to face the proverbial 'camera'. "You didn't see that, kiddies!"
The proverbial 'camera' whirls around to face the audience. The audience nods their heads in unison, their brains having melted long ago by Summer's inescapable Mary-Sueness.
*Coughcough * that NEVER happened! Anyways, Summer was so happy at being back with her friends that she accidentally metamorphed her eyes from dark green to the brightest turquoise. They all turned their heads toward Dumbledore, who was indicating that he would like to speak.
"Well, now that we are all fed and watered, and as our last Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher resigned but a few days ago, I have great pleasure in announcing that that post will be filled by Professor Sakhra." Dumbledore said, waving his hand at a teacher Summer hadn't noticed before. She looked at Professor Sakhra, gasped and turned to Ricky.
"That's Butterfly!"
"Who?"
"Butterfly! The airhostess on the plane!"
"Really?" Ricky said. "I wasn't paying much attention to the airhostesses."
"Well there she is!"
"Ok then. Hey listen, Hermione's offered to help me catch up on some schoolwork tonight."
Summer nodded her head. "Uhuh, what do you want me to do about it?"
"I'm just wondering what she's like."
"You mean if she's anything like me."
"Well, sort of."
"Yeah, well she's sort of the complete opposite of me, except for the fact we're both girls."
"I see. Does she, you know, go out with people?"
"I dunno, I don't think anyone's asked her out"
Ricky smiled, before standing up and following Hermione out the door. Summer laughed softly and stood up to go back to the dormitory, but Harry caught her hand and pulled her to him. He kissed her, with Ron mouthing the words "Awh, yeah!" behind his back. They pulled apart and Harry turned red.
"Oops, I . . . uh, didn't mean to do that . . ." He said, but Summer just smiled and said "Are you coming?" Before heading to the door of the Entrance Hall.
She opened the dor and walked out, Harry following at a swift pace behind her until he caught up.
"So, this Orlimae potion, how long have you been making it?"
"Since a bit after Angel died . . ." Summer broke off, not wanting to remember the day her best friend had been murdered. Harry put his arm around her and veered her off into the grounds.
"This isn't the way to the dormitories . . ." She said through tears.
"I know, you seem too preoccupied for sleeping right now, I thought we could hang here, if, you know, you want to." Summer laughed at his shyness and took his hand, leading him to the lake.
"Remember here?" She said, sitting down on the grass. "This is where we first met!"
"Oh yeah, I remember! You were the most beautiful girl at any of the dances, if I do say so myself."
Summer blushed. "And you were the hottest guy!" They sat there smiling, Summer resting her head on Harry's shoulder and Harry having his arm around Summer's waist. After about an hour of simply enjoying each other's company, Summer felt a raindrop on her head. She blinked and looked up. It was beginning to rain, and it was coming down in sheets. They stood up and ran back to the doors to the castle, but by the time they got there they were both soaked. They were laughing though and every step they took toward the Gryffindor Common Room felt and sounded like their shoes were full of porridge. They got to the common room and sat down in front of the fire, very cold and very wet.
"You know, we'd dry better if these robes weren't on." Summer said, pulling hers over her head. Harry nodded in agreement and took his off as well To reveal baggy black jeans and a white shirt, completely drenched. Summer threw her robes aside and flipped her wet hair behind her shoulders. She was wearing a red tartan pleated skirt with black boots and a white tank top, with a khaki green tie as a belt. The rain had made her top completely see-through, revealing her pink bra. She took her singlet top off, to the amazement of Harry.
"I don't think that little piece of material stopped you getting dry much."
"But you could see my bra anyways, so what's the point of having it on?" She replied. That made perfect sense to Harry, so he kept his mouth shut and moved closer to the fire. Summer moved closer as well, mimicking their position back at the lake with her head on his shoulder and his arm around her waist. Summer's last view before she fell asleep was of her red skirt, icy cold against her skin.
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The next day, they were going to Potions with the Slytherins when Draco stopped her and pointed to the noticeboard. There, blown up to half a metre square, was a photo of the two sleeping in the common room, Summer with only her bra and skirt on with her head on Harry's shoulder, and Harry with his shirt glued to his skin with rain, his head resting on Summer's. The caption read 'Hogwarts hottest new couple: Harry Potter and Summer Woods' The picture was, of course, moving, but the only movement in that picture was the slow rising and falling of the pair's chests as they breathed softly. Harry gaped at the photo while Summer put her hand over her eyes as if shielding them from the sun, put her head down and walked swiftly to the Potions room, snapping her fingers to knock Harry out of his stupor and beckoned him to follow her. Follow her he did, still with a stupid expression on his face.
"Settle down . . ." Snape said to the class when he entered the room. "Now, today we will be making the Polyjuice Potion, so please divide into pairs and get started."
Of course Harry and Summer worked together, and Hermione blushed and giggled when Ricky asked her to work with him, so Ron had no choice but to work with Neville, something he was most frightened of.
"You will make your potion, extract one hair from your head, and put it in. Then your partner will drink the potion, and if done correctly, your partner should take on your appearance, that is to say, look like you." Snape said. Many people in the room got excited at this, and started straight away. Summer tipped the powdered horn of Bicorn into her potion and stirred it. Harry did the same next to her.
By the end of the lesson, they had almost finished their potions, they just had to put the hair in. Summer tweaked a strand of blonde hair out of her head and dropped it into her cauldron. It turned a pale pink colour, and as Harry dropped a strand of his hair into his potion, it changed colour to dark blue. They poured the potion into plastic cups, swapped them, and prepared to drink.
"Bottoms up" Summer said, before drinking Harry's potion. She winced as her hair changed colour and grew shorter, and her vision fogged up, as she needed glasses now. She pulled Harry's glasses off his nose and put them on. "Awh, that's better."
She could see Harry clearly now, but he didn't look at all like Harry should. His hair was growing and changing colour to blonde, he blinked as his eyes got used to not needing glasses, and he jumped backward as if he had seen a spider when his chest grew.
"AAAAAAAAAAARGH!" He yelled. Snape rushed over to him swiftly.
"What is it, Miss Woods?"
"It's not Summer, it's Harry! The potion worked!"
Snape looked at Harry, then at Summer, who raised her eyebrow.
"Good work, Miss Woods." He said, before sweeping off to the front of the room. Summer laughed as they packed up their stuff for their next lesson, Defence against the Dark Arts.
"I'm gonna metamorph myself back into me again, do you mind?" Summer asked.
"Nah, knock yourself out."
Summer screwed up her face and shook her head, bouncing her long blonde curls back into place. She gave Harry back his glasses, which he put in his pocket. They entered the classroom and sat down. Butterfly the airhostess/professor was sitting behind her desk, smiling at everyone. Hermione (who looked like Ricky) put her hand up.
"Yes, err . . ."
"Miss Granger, Professor. We just had Potions and we did the polyjuice potion and so now we all look like someone else . . ."
"Right. Well then when I call your names out, please say 'present' to the person you look like. Ok?"
Summer put her hand up. "Professor, I'm a metamorphmagus, so I changed myself back . . ."
"Then answer for who you used to look like, I'm sure I'll figure it out in the end."
She smiled at Summer, who turned to Harry to see what she looked like from someone else's point of view. *Not half bad . . . * She thought.
"Harry Potter." Butterfly said. Summer put her hand up. "Ricky Thomas." Hermione put her hand up. "Ron Weasley." Neville put his hand up. "Summer Woods." Harry put his hand up.
"We're going to have lots of fun this year!" Butterfly said, stretching her arms and throwing her head back, letting two bat-like black leathery wings expand from her back. Her purple dreadlocks morphed into kinky black hair, and she put her hands on her hips. "Now, does anyone know what I am?"
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