After class Jean and I were once again left alone to find our classes, Monica wanted to do something with Charity before History of Magic, don't ask me what.for all I know they could have some type of relationship that I don't need to or even want to think about. Looking around I noticed the Jean and I had lost our group of fellow Hufflepuffs and we were wandering around the school.

"Jean, don't we have to go to history of magic? I don't mind being lost and all when I have some one to be lost with but you might want to help me out by telling me where we want to go?"

Jean looked back at me with a funny-annoyed look on his face. (And here I thought that that type of face was impossible). "Monica, the others are about twenty feet a head of us. We are NOT lost."

Men and directions never combine the two or they apparently will bite your head off. "Can we join them? I mean don't you find it weird how we haven't made friends with anyone from our house?"

"No, we are not going to be here long so why bother?"

"We should try to be social and all that, wouldn't the school expect that? Aren't we supposed to be the perfect students from another school, showing the teachers what they are missing?"

"Are you one of these students that would do something like that? I thought it was Mary Sue's job." he asked raising his eyebrow. If only he had black hair and green eyes.

"Well, not really, but I was chosen to be in this group so." I trailed off thinking of how Jean would look if he had Harry's features. The picture I formed did not look help Jean's looks.

"Mary Sue placed you here, didn't she Monique?"

"Well I guess. But still." I trailed off.

After this exchange we came upon the class in which a bunch of Hufflepuffs were entering. Little did I know that once I entered those doors that I would be in for the most boring class of my life. Did you know you can write Harry Potter's name on a piece of parchment in small hand writing about 500 times? You can also rip up a piece of parchment with the name of Harry Potter on it 500 times into 1000 little flakes? While I was doing this Jean was taking notes.

Ten more minutes to go I thought looking up at the clock after I had ripped my last piece of paper up. Nine more minutes to go, I wrote a note to Jean asking him to copy his notes for me. Eight, he wrote back asking why I would want his notes when I had been taking some. Seven minutes left, I answered back telling him I had ripped them up cause they put me to sleep, Six minutes left, someone was knocking on the class room door.

"Yes?" asked Professor Bins as the door opened. It was Draco who entered, carrying a piece of parchment.

"Professor I have a message for you about Miss La Demond. Professor Snape says she is come to him, and I am to lead her to him." Breaking eye contact from the Professor he sneered at me then handed Professor Bins the note.

I looked over to Jean for support but he was writing still, even thought the lecture was over. "Take her now." Said the Professor in his monotone voice. Jean looked up and looked surprised to see that I was leaving. I packed up my bag and followed Draco out the door.

"So how well do you know Dominic?" He asked, as we started to descend down a set of stairs.

"Who?" I asked brightly and slightly out of breath, Draco was practically running down the stairs. I had also forgotten about Dominic, as they say out of sight out of mind. It took me a couple of minutes to remember that he was from my school. "Oh, Dominic was a close friend of my friend's ex- boyfriend."

Draco looked over his shoulder at me. His face was pinched into a frown, or was it a smile? I couldn't really tell. "Never mind," he muttered, under his breath he said something that sounded a lot like the word mudblood.

"I am not." I answered to his mumble.

He just shook his head and continued on.

We walked the rest of the way in silence. Stopping in front of a huge door in a dark hallway he said, "This is Professor Snape's office. Have fun." He smirked as he walked off further down the hall.

I timidly knocked on the door. "COME IN!" came a somewhat muffled voice behind the door. I slowly opened the door and walked in, hoping to see Harry at the other end, not the oily teacher I had seen yesterday. Looking around the office I noticed a figure sitting in a chair that was almost all the way in shadows. "So you are to be the one I teach. Stand up straight and say your name, age and problem subject."

I did so, feeling scared out of my wits as well. I named off my problem subject as potions, but herbology wasn't far behind. He gave me a wicked smile, "Don't worry, if you can't do potions by my next class you will wish you had never been born. I am Professor Snape by the way and I will not tutor you if you come to my office later than expected. You will do what I tell you and no questions unless they are important. My assignments must be thought of as if they were from another class. Do I make my self clear?"

I nodded, all the while wondering what time was on time? He had never told me the time I was to be here by. When I asked him, he told me that I had just shown the perfect example of a stupid question. So I still don't know when I am supposed to come here.

After my tutor session I felt exhausted. We didn't just cover problem subjects but all the classes I had today! The only good thing that had come from that class was the finishing of all my homework. The bad thing was that I was assigned more homework in each of those classes that I was to turn in to him to show I grasped the content of all he had shown me.

I slowly trudged back up the stairs to the Hufflepuff common room, not caring that I was missing dinner. Mary Sue must always feel like this.how does she do it? When I got up there I made a vain attempt to start my tutor session homework. This is where Monica and Jean found me when they returned to the common room.

Actually they didn't find me studying but sleeping on top of all my homework. (Thank Merlin I don't drool in my sleep, I think Professor Snape would curse my homework and me if I did). Monica must have taken pity on my sleeping form for when I awoke the next morning I was in the girls' dorm.

Monica once again dragged me down to breakfast. I didn't resist as much today thought, because I was starving. I attacked my food as soon as I had it on my plate. Jean was watching me eat and kept making wisecracks such as 'what eats more than a pig? Moniqu-eek. Why did Monique cross the road? To get to the dinning room.' At this one I piped in that I crossed the road to see Harry. Jean (thankfully) shut up after I said this. Monica seemed oblivious to Jean and I till Mary Sue and Ron entered, hand in hand.

"She sure does work fast." Commented Jean, thinking as I bet the whole of the Great Hall was that Ron and Mary Sue were an item.

"Maybe, but she hadn't even talked to him before herbology." Came my bright reply.

"Well," said Monica, "I am just going to go up to her and ask her myself." She started to get up from the table, but with the help of Jean she didn't manage to get a step away from the table. (I was holding one of her legs; Jean had grabbed one of her arms). "Let go." She growled, pointing her wand between my eyes.

"I will go ask her Monica. You see Mary Sue doesn't really take to being questioned by anyone but me."

Monica nodded her head, seeing the sense in my words (YES! Some one has realized that I do make sense when I am not talking about Harry Potter) and Jean and I let go of her leg. Once Monica had seated herself I got up and made my way over to the Gryffindor table. Mary Sue saw me heading over to her so we met half way.

"Are you and Ron now going out?" I asked.

"No, just friends who hold hands and talk." She said sarcastically.

"Well I would call you two friends if that's all you plan on doing." I answered, not being in the best of moods.

Mary Sue turned red. "Well Monique I see Jean is rubbing off on you. How did yesterday go? Don't tell me, you talked to Harry Potter once yesterday, with me right?" This is a good time to say that Mary Sue might always seem perfect, nice, sweet, and smart, but she can also be a real bitch too.

I smiled a big smile and looked over her shoulder so that I wouldn't have to see her eyes. No one ever finds it weird how her eyes change color with her moods. Over her shoulder I could see Ron heading towards us (A little alarm in my head said 'Warning Ron is Mary Sue's boyfriend or something like it, don't get her mad or Harry will never talk to you again.'). Looking down at my feet I said to her, "I guess you have a point but how long have you known Ron."

"Long enough, now listen don't tell him we are going out.he doesn't know that part of the story yet." She whispered.

"I am a little, not I am super confused, either you are going out or you aren't. You can't do both at once can you?" If only I could see inside of Mary Sue's head and see what she is thinking.

"Remember Jock?" she asked.

"Yes-Why hello Ron." Mary Sue jumped as I said this.

******Author's Note*********

Yup that made a whole lot of sense (that is sarcasm people!), but remember Mary Sue is a Mary Sue character and she makes the impossible possible. In case you didn't get that from the dialog (I had just had a lot of caffeine so this might not make sense to people with normal minds.hot chocolate then some tea, then another cup of tea. I am somewhere into my third cup because it is so cold at my house right now) Monique is confused with Mary Sue, who meanwhile is trying to confuse everyone into thinking she and Ron are going out. Ron is just about to enter the conversation and straighten things out.Maybe I should just end here and turn up the heater.

Wait I don't have a heater only a wood burning stove.

Maybe I should just end here?

Or Shouldn't I?

Do I want to watch the super bowl today or do I?

Let me reword that question: Do I want to watch a whole bunch of idiots bash into each other just to get some pig hide, stuffed ball while the rest of the American population watches in fascination and are sold things by commercial companies who pay millions of dollars to get the commercials on air during this time? I think I would rather become a hermit.

I think I will keep on writing to help explain what I am doing with the Mary Sue/ Ron thing.

****Back to the story******************************************

Ron didn't look at me; he had eyes only for Mary Sue (no one has eyes for me, but I only have eyes for Harry so that's ok). "Hey did you hear what the school is now saying?" he asked.

Mary Sue gave me 'the look' before answering Ron in an oversweet voice. "No Ron, what are they saying now? Something about Harry I suppose. Has he asked Cho out or something?" When she had finished this she gave him a MSSU (Mary Sue Suck Up) smile.

"No actually, they are saying that you and I are-" Ron was forced to stop mid sentence when a red headed, freckled faced girl jumped on to his back, "GINNY! Get off!"

His younger sister, the founder of the Harry Potter club at Hogwarts got off his back. "Sorry Ronny," she chirped, "I only wanted to be the first to find out who your girlfriend was. I mean couldn't you have at least told me so that I could point out to people who your girlfriend is?"

Ron turned a bright red, and Mary Sue smiled at Ginny, "Who told you that? I just met your brother yesterday. Are men at Hogwarts not allowed to have a female acquaintance?"

Ginny looked shocked; "You aren't going out? Why were you holding hands then?" she demanded.

Ron (now is my head I won't be able to see him without thinking of tomatoes) looked over at Mary Sue who looked down at Ginny. "Care to repeat that? You brother-"

I now interrupted this little tirade, seeing what Mary Sue was doing (She had done this to get Jock, head captain on one of the school Quidditch teams). I should have realized what she would do to get Ron. Mary Sue has a method for getting the attention of guys she likes. I call it the Mary Sue Test of Madness. It goes something like this:

first get the guy you like to think of you as a friend Create some source of scandal in the school that causes to him to see you in a new light (This is usually achieved by using magic) Be the ever faithful friend during this time of need Pop the question yourself (Want to do _____ on _____?) if he doesn't get the hint by then

I must admit she was taking Ron to step two rather fast. I mean she usually waits a month or two-ah I get it now, we don't have a month or two. Lets see it is November 8th at the moment and we leave at the New Year (January 1st) meaning she would have to set her plan into hyper drive to make it all work. Why is it that I am a friend of such a complex maniac? Why couldn't she do things in a semi normal way? Anyway I shall just get back to my story. I interrupted her saying, "Ginny do you know anyone who would want to make it look like these two were holding hands?"

Ginny put her hand to her mouth, "Malfoy!" she growled. Mary Sue sent me a look of approval. (Remind me later why I put up with some of her plans, is it because I want to or cause I feel bound to be in them even if I don't want to?)

"Oh, Monique you are right! Ron and I weren't holding hands when we entered; I came in after him. Weird how people jump to such ready conclusions, isn't that right Ginny?"

Ginny nodded slowly, as if absorbing all the Mary Sue had said, Ron was doing the same. I walked away from them all and went back to Jean and Monica. There I explained what was going on in less complicated terms, for like most people they wouldn't understand Mary Sue unless she took time to explain herself to them, which she never will. I mean she has yet to do that for me and I have been her friend since first year.

After finishing breakfast, the three of us headed down to Potions. I am proud to say that we didn't have to follow a group of Hufflepuffs to get there, nope instead we followed a group of Ravenclaws who also shared the class with us. Actually Jean and I followed them, while Monica was up front with Charity.

Potions was a pretty uneventful class. Jean and I were partners and with his help we were able to be the only group of students who didn't get potions taken away. I am also happy to say that Professor Snape was pleased with our potion. He gave Jean and I one point each! I wasn't to thrilled with this till a fellow Hufflepuff explained that Snape only gave the Slytherins points, never any of the other house teams. Let's see Mary Sue beat that.

After Potions Jean, Monica, and I split. I was going to go off to muggle studies while they had Divination. Muggle Studies at Hogwarts was no where near as fun as it is back at home, I mean they use a book for crying out loud! The classroom its self was pretty neat thought. The whole room was littered with may odds and ends from the Muggle word. I ended up sitting nest to a boy named Tomas. He told me that he lived like a muggle in the summer. Fancy that, he lives like Harry does! The teacher started class by wheeling in an object called a computer there. It looks like a TV but apparently it does different things. That is what today's lesson was about.

After about twenty minutes of trying to make the computer turn out the teacher got really angry and started throwing things at it with her wand. Tomas, he is a Hufflepuff, got up and pressed this button and the machine started making all these really weird noises before giving off a cloud of smoke, I still don't understand what the point of it was. Tomas told me after class as we were walking to the great hall, that the computer wasn't supposed to do that. (Could have fooled me by I guess I will have to take his word on that).

Author's Note: That's all for right now. Read and Review. I tried to make my chapter longer and tried to make the grammar better, but it is one thing or another.