A/N: BWHAHA!! I finally got this chapter done – without the internet to distract me, that is =) Anywho…I hope you liked the last chapter. It's kinda… weird, eh? Hah.

Well, here you go! Enjoy!

Disclaimer:

Me: I do NOT own Harry Potter or anything related to it. I only own my plot to this story and several other characters that I've invented myself. Oh jeez I hate disclaimers! Some day, one day, I, Avviekinz, will ban disclaimers once and for all!! *evil laugh*
Police: …You'll get arrested.
Me: Aw damn.

Warning:
OotP Spoilers!!

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When Two Makes One
Chapter Four ; Revenge is Sweet

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You're the kind of friend
Who always bends when I'm broken
Like remember when
You took my heart and put it back together again
I've been wasting time with clueless guys but now it's over
Let me tell you why
I'm through
I've got someone new who's just like you…


Michelle had her earphones on, singing to the song, not even noticing the people arriving in the Great Hall who were looking at her weirdly, some curiously.

You're it
You're the Ultimate
It's automatic I'm sure of it
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy
'Cause I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you
But you're it
You're the ultimate you


"Hey, Michelle!" someone tapped her lightly on the back, but she didn't notice.

You're the kind of guy whose hand's in mine
Sending shivers, up and down the spine
I wanna do to you what you do to me
You're the kind of guy that blows my mind
But now it's my turn
You've been right in front of me
Everything I need, why didn't I see…

"Michelle??"

You're it
You're the Ultimate
It's automatic I'm sure of it
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy
'Cause I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you
But you're it
You're the ultimate you…


"…"

You're it
You're the Ultimate
It's automatic I'm sure of it
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy
You're it
You're the Ultimate
It's automatic I'm sure of it
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy
'Cause I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you
But you're it
You're the ultimate you


You're it
You're the ultimate you…


"MICHELLE!"

She yelped and turned around, face to face with Draco.

"Holy crap, don't scare me like that!" she panted. Draco looked at her weirdly.

"You're the one with some Muggle eklectonike thing in your ears singing your ears singing away!"

"One, it's electronic, two, I'm just plain weird this way, three, what do you want?"

Draco grinned at her. "Just wanted to say hi." He laughed at her expression and walked away.

"Idiot," she said smiling, and put her walkman away.

"Hey, Mish!" Hermione called from the Gryffindor table. "I asked Professor Dumbledore where we should put you first, and he said that there were other transfer students also… So you just gotta wait."

Michelle groaned. "I hate waiting."

Hermione laughed. "Aww cheer up! Oh yeah, and how did you get your walkman to work inside the castle? I thought anything to do with electricity wouldn't work in here."

Her eyes sparkled. "Let's just say, I have my own branch of magic," she said mysteriously.

"You gotta tell me that then!" Hermione grinned back at her. "Well anyways, I gotta go, see ya!" She ran away, pausing once to turn around and shout at her, "Hope you get in Gryffindor!"

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"Little Miss I'm-So-Great-Because-I-Won-Varkson-High's-Grand-Prize," a voice whispered, while watching the crystal orb in front of her. "You'll pay for what you've done, Michelle Lynn…you'll pay…"

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Michelle fumbled nervously with her hair, watching the first-years getting sorted by the Sorting Hat. It felt weird, she was never nervous before, not even with the competition at her old school. But here she was, playing around with her hair and biting her lip, having the feeling that something – or someone – was watching her.

"Zara, Ashlee!"

"Gryffindor!"

Michelle nearly burst out laughing. Zara? she thought, giggling silently. That's so sweet.

As if she heard her, Ashlee looked at Michelle's way and stared. Her mouth formed an 'O' and before she could say anything, Dumbledore spoke up.

"Welcome back to Hogwarts!" he beamed at the students before him. "I have several announcements to make today! First of all, Hogwarts will be having its first ever transfer students ever. Second, we have a new subject, Enchanted. Third, we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, as usual, Professor Tonks."

Michelle looked at the staff table while she applauded, and saw Tonks, this time with bright blue hair that was put up in a elegant bun. She looked more like a teenager then a professor.

Professor McGonagall took out another scroll of parchment and called out the names.

"Seventh year. Correy, Kayla!"

A girl with long black hair walked up to the Sorting Hat.

"Slytherin!"

"Sixth year. Lynn, Michelle!"

Feeling less nervous for some reason, Michelle walked up to the Sorting Hat and Professor McGonagall put it on her.

"Hmmm… haven't had a student as tricky as you! Let's see. Singing, reading, writing, and a straight-A student…courage, too. Ah, you're a… " The Hat seemed to frown at this. "Well, this is tricky. But I know just the house…"

"Ravenclaw!"

Though confused at what the Hat had said, she grinned and skipped to the Ravenclaw table and sat down next to a girl with long black hair, who smiled at her.

" Sixth year. Sote, Vivan!"

A sneering boy with messed up black hair with red and blonde streaks in it went up to the Sorting Hat. He only had to sit there for two seconds when it shouted,

"Slytherin!"

Vivan just rolled his eyes beneath his bangs that were so long they covered his eyes.

Michelle just stared at him, her eyes narrowing. She thought she felt a strange aura around him…Nah, it couldn't be, she thought, still looking. Feeling her eyes on him, Vivan looked at Michelle's way and smirked. She glared back and turned away. I wonder if he's…?

"That Vivan really gives you the creeps doesn't he?" the girl beside her asked, eating.

"You know it," Michelle said cheerfully. "He needs a serious haircut," she added, and the girl laughed.

"I'm Cho Chang, by the way."

"Michelle Lynn… but you already know that," she said sheepishly.

Cho studied her for a moment. "Hmm… Michelle Lynn? Didn't you win the Varkson High's grand prize or something?"

Michelle choked on her pumpkin juice and just smiled. "How can you tell?"

"I'm half-Muggle," Cho explained, "And it was on the Daily Prophet too." She paused and took out a scroll of parchment, smiling sweetly. "Autograph?"

The singer just grinned and signed.

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Draco frowned. As happy as he was for Michelle that she was in Ravenclaw where she wanted to be, he was disappointed that she didn't make it to Slytherin. Oh well, he thought. There isn't enough evil in her for her to make it anyways.

He was sitting alone at the end of the table reading when someone poked him. "Yanno, it isn't good to read and eat at the same time, mister."

He turned and smiled at Michelle, who sat in front of him. "Glad you made it to Ravenclaw," he remarked.

"Mm." She shrugged. "I only know what, two or three people so far."

"Well lucky for you," Draco sighed. "I think the suspense in this table's gonna kill me." He indicated the Slytherin table; every so often several students would shoot him nasty looks, but he'd just smirk or sneer at them. Michelle looked up and down the table also, and found Vivan smirking at her again. This time, she smirked right back and rolled her eyes.

"So…" She tried to make a conversation.

"So you're the Michelle Lynn in the Varkson High's competition, huh?" Draco smirked at her reaction.

"Present," she answered, biting on a piece of celery. "It's no big deal."

Draco shrugged. "It's big enough to be on the front page of the Daily Prophet," he said.

Michelle chocked for the second time that night. "Front page?"

"Yeah," Draco said, looking at her suspiciously. "Why'd it be that big of a thing? I mean, isn't it a Muggle school and all?"

"Erm, it's actually part magical… kind of hard to explain." Michelle said a bit too quickly.

"Oh okay," he shrugged it off.

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"So, what were you talking about?" Harry blinked at Hermione, but she wasn't concentrating either.

"Huh?" she just sat there.

Ron noticed something wrong also. "Whoa!" he exclaimed. "Is it just me, or is the Draco Malfoy smiling?"

Harry frowned. "And with Michelle?"

"Oh come on," Hermione protested. "I kinda feel sorry for him; he's sitting there alone with everyone hating him!"

"Well no wonder," Ron muttered, earning kicks in the knee from Hermione and, surprisingly, Harry.

"OW! Look, Hermione, I know about your Draco Malfoy lectures, but what's gotten into you Harry?" he asked, rubbing his knee.

"Oh forget it," Harry rolled his eyes. "What'd you think about that Vivan and Kayla people anyways?"

"Retards," Hermione and Ron said simply.

"Wow, an actual agreement between Hermione and my brother? Amazing," Ginny grinned at the pair, shaking her head. "What did you two agree on anyways?"

"The transfer students," Harry explained. "That Vivan guy's always smirking or sneering, and the Kayla girl looks pretty nice."

Ron snorted from where he was. "Her hair is too long."

"That's it?" Ginny asked him. "I heard that Vivan was some kind of model– Just heard from Leslie."

"Oh, a pretty boy?" Ron sneered. The other three just rolled their eyes.

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Vivan's POV

Even though I've just set foot at this school for only half an hour, I'm already starting to hate it. Girls always trying to take a look at me, those morons. The only thing that was interesting was the girl with long brown hair… she looked familiar.

I sneered and looked at the girl again. What was her name, Michelle? Oh yeah. Dark brown hair, amethyst eyes, perfect figure, I'm sure I saw her some where…

She seemed to sense my staring and turned around to look at me. Piercing purple eyes. Now 100% positive that it was her, I smirked.

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"What the hell is going on?!" Lord Voldemort stormed around the castle that he was hiding in, with a figure that was trembling before him.

"I'm sorry, Master," the figure stuttered, "But under the eyes of Eten, we cannot do anything. –"

"- Yet, you mean," Voldemort flashed his angry eyes at him/her. "I expect more of you, Kuolema. I'll give you several more chances – then, you're off," he sneered.

Kuolema, who he had expected to faint in fright, stood up angrily instead. Flashing her piercing purplish-blue eyes at him, she shouted in fury, "What do you want now?! For all these years, I've served you, gave you all the information that you needed – and now, just because some student got transferred to Hogwarts, you blame it on ME?! Do you even remember what Eten did to me?"

"You will not speak to me that way!" Voldemort snapped his fingers and Koulema slid down across the room about twenty feet away from the angry… creature. [A/N: Teehee =P]

The girl's hood fell off revealing gleaming black hair and her purplish-blue eyes. "Fine, then, Master," she sneered, "what do you want me to do then?"

Voldemort smirked. "That's the fun part," he said cheerfully, "Kill them both."

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Draco gave a death glare down his table again especially to the new transfer student for the fourth time and turned back to Michelle. "You know him?"

She blinked. "Who?"

"That dude, what's his name…"

"Oh, Vivan Sote?"

He sneered a bit. "Yeah.."

Michelle bit her lip. "We, uh, somehow know each other…" she said simply. She opened her mouth to say more but closed it.

"What?" Draco looked at her concerned. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"Ha, definitely not," she gave some kind of nervous laugh, "I've only saw the guy down the street somewhere!"

Draco stared at her, disbelieving. Before he could say anything else, she jumped up and said, "Well, whadduya know! Almost time to go, I think I'll go and say hi to Harry and the others for a while! See ya!" His face expression darkened and she ran off, nearly tripping.

Hmm… he thought, Something's up.

"Hey," a whispery voice said behind him.

Draco turned to see Vivan, standing there with his arms crossed and his hair all over his place. Man, his hair's messier then Potter's – he should really get a comb at least, he thought, snickering silently.

"Hey," Draco retorted coldly.

"Vivan Sote," he said, holding out his hand.

"Draco Malfoy," the blond boy said back, grasping his hand for only a second before pulling it back.

Vivan snickered. "Malfoy? Not Luscious Malfoy's son, are ya?"

Draco sneered at him. "Just 'cause my name's Malfoy doesn't mean that I'm as bad as my dumbass father – although sometimes I can be," he added crossing his eyes.

Vivan raised his eyebrows. "I got nothing against you, yeah? Just a little something against… let's just say, Voldemort's people."

"What do I care?" Draco retorted coldly.

The model just laughed. "So, anyways…how much do you know about Miss Lynn over there?" he nodded towards Michelle, who was chatting away with Cho and her friends. Strange, Draco thought. I thought she was visiting Potter?

He glared at Vivan. "And you're asking because…?"

"Oh nothing," Vivan smirked. "Just thought you might wanna be careful around the girl. Looks can deceive, you know. A little future warning from now on." And with that, he sulked away from the Great Hall, his hands in his pockets. Draco just simply glared at his back.

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Michelle looked over at Draco and Vivan and bit her lip for the third time. Thoughts ran throughout her head as she watched the two boys chat.

Out of all people, why him…?

If he finds out, I'm…

He's gonna make my life pure hell…

Wonder if there's a bridge somewhere near that I can jump off of…?


"Michelle?" Padma poked her. "Hey! Earth to Michelle Lynn here!"

She snapped out of it. "Who, me?" she asked, blinking. Padma grinned. "Looking over at Malfoy and Sote again?"

Michelle blushed lightly. "I just spaced out, that's all," she answered.

Padma's grin became wider. "Su-ure… But hey, I think you'd look cute with either of them!"

"Oh shaddup."

"But you would!"

"Nuh-uh."

"Oh alright. With Sote, then."

"What?!"

"You heard me."

"No way in hell would I ever be together with him." And never will be… again…

"Aww c'mon!"

"Well you'd look pretty cute with Vivan himself."

"You think?"

"Yo, that was supposed to be an insult!"

"Well it isn't… I mean, he's a model, he's good looking, he's in our year…"

"And a total complete jerk."

"What, you know him?"

"Er…no. I mean, with all the girls – I mean," Michelle quickly changed, "- most of the girls drooling all over him; he'd just probably dump his current girlfriend and go out with another."

"What the hell makes you think that?" Both girls turned to see a Hufflepuff sixth year, a girl with wavy light brown hair and dull green eyes.

"What the hell would you care?" Padma sneered at the idiot, but Michelle put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and gave her a look that said she'd take care of it.

"Just because you don't have a chance with him doesn't mean that you gotta hate him," the girl smirked. "As for me… well, I think I got a bigger chance then any of you… um, what should we call them, girls?" she asked the three girls following her.

The one with blonde hair sneered. "Bitches?"

"Well duh," the 'leader' smirked.

"Really?" Michelle brightened. "Well good luck with him then! Want me to plan the wedding, um… what's your name, bit – I mean, what's your name?"

"Zara. Amy Zara."

If it wasn't for her self-control, Michelle would've burst out laughing already. "Well, Amy -"

"That's Miss Zara to you."

Padma couldn't hold it. She burst out laughing; choking on the food she had been eating. The rest of the people around that had heard the conversation snickered at Amy too. Some of them were laughing so hard that they didn't notice that the students were piling out of the Great Hall and back to their dormitories.

"Oh well, excu-use me, Miss…uh, Zara." Michelle snickered herself and started to get up. By now, the Great Hall was empty except for her, Amy & co, and Padma.

"And where do you think you're gong, Michelle?" Amy asked, sneering.

She turned around and looked at her weirdly. "My, my, you're much more stupid then you look," she commented, receiving a glare from the girl. "Away from you. Oh yeah… and it's Miss Lynn to you," she added, sneering back.

Amy just plainly slapped her, and Michelle laughed with a sad look in her eyes, shaking her head. "Is that the best you can do, Amy? Slap me?"

"Duh," came a drawling voice. "She calls herself the most popular anyways." Draco Malfoy smirked.

"Slap you?" Amy laughed a shrill laugh that rang through the Great Hall. "I've got a black belt in karate."

Michelle raised her eyebrows. "A black belt?! Like, whoa! That is so totally truly amazing! Completely!" she smirked at her current rival's reaction and asked, "If you think yourself so great, can I have an autograph?"

Draco and Padma laughed. "You go, girl," Padma cheered on.

"Second level," Amy protested, apparently impressed with herself.

"Oh what the hell, what made you think I care?" Michelle rolled her eyes and walked away with Draco and Padma. Amy aimed a kick at Michelle but she easily dodged it. She shook her head. "That's a kick from a second level black belt? See ya."

Draco smirked and wrinkled his nose. "And a second level black belt wears orange underwear with purple hearts? Ew -"

"Ew yourself!" Both Michelle and Padma smacked him on the head. "Don't go looking under girl's underwear like that!!"

"Oh? She's the one who aimed the kick."

"PERVERT!!" they screeched again. Michelle shot another glare at Amy who glared back. "Come on, you little pervert," Michelle grumbled, dragging Draco along, who was grumbling something under his breath.

"What the hell was that for?!"

"Thought you could be smarter then that, Draco," Michelle rolled her eyes and Padma answered. "For looking at underwear, you dorkus."

"Yo, who ya callin' a dorkus??"

"You," both girls said at the same time with happy smiles on the faces.

"Thought you hated her," he mumbled.

"Oh we do, obviously. Let's just say… she'll get her own taste of medicine later on," Michelle winked at Padma who grinned.

"Oh well, here's our stop!" Padma said as they stopped in front of a painting of a landscape. "See ya, Draco!" Michelle smiled at the confused boy.

"Girls," Draco shook his head, walking to his own common room.

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A/N: Lots of action, heh? *evil cackle* Sorry about the part with Amy and crap – I was bored, okay? Oh yeah. I'm starting to use Finnish words as names – and I know not much of you are Finnish and all =D Man I love Finland. If you know some of the Finnish words in here and you review (PLEASE??) DON'T GIVE IT AWAY!! It's supposed to be… eh, secret? Hehehe.

The song's from the Freaky Friday soundtrack – Ultimate. Heehee I LOVE that song!! The soundtrack totally kicks ass, you should really buy it =P

Hmm, nothing else to say. I'll try to update as soon as possible next time – but until then, BYES!!