By NoNoMoon and Chica
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or things associated with it. That, my friends, is why life sucks. Oh yeah, this is a spin-off. So don't get any little (or big) ideas into your little (or big) heads. Enjoy! P.s. Nikki is our character, along with the others we happened to invent. SO DON'T SUE!!!!!!!
Harry Potter and the New Girl
The trio motored towards the station and darted through the platform. They used their magic to make their bags and other stuff appear, and they boarded the train.
Once inside, they took the back seats, along with Hermione, Ginny, Seamus, Neville, and the rest of the old gang. All the guys' eyes were on Nikki. Hermione and Ginny just rolled their eyes at each other, staring disgustedly at the boys. Nikki sat down next to the girls, and Harry said with gusto, "This is Dominique Harply. She's American."
"Ooooooooooooooh," everyone said sarcastically. Hermione said, "Hi, Dominique. I'm Hermione, and that's Ginny. All those brainless children over there, well, I'm not quite sure of exactly who they are." Suddenly, she snapped at the boys, "Close your mouths." They all did, only to let it drop open again.
"Please, peeps, please call me Nikki. It's shorter and cooler. Besides, Dominique is too much of a drag. And close your mouths, you all look like fish. So, what year are you peeps in?"
"Well, Nikki, we are all in our sixth year, except for Ginny, who's in her fifth year," said Hermione.
" 'Peeps'? What is 'peeps'?" Harry asked, quite stupidly.
"Peoples, you brainless girl-magnet," Ron said sarcastically. "Honestly, jocks these days are so stupid. Even I know what 'peeps' is, loser," He said, borrowing Nikki's language.
"Don't call him a loser," Nikki defended Harry. "But talk about girl- magnet, well, that's closer to the REAL truth." She scooted closer to Harry, with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Ah, well, er…" Harry said with a hint of red creeping onto his face.
"Well, Harry, that's what you get for being such a dumb 'jock'," Dean said, laughing.
"WHAT???? HOW DARE YOU FLIRT WITH MY HARRY? BACK OFF, YOU-YOU-YOU AMERICAN, YOU!!!!!!" Ginny burst out.
"Oh, Ginny, eh, not in love with our famous Harry Potter, are we, now? Just possessively controlling him. If the new girl wants to flirt with Harry, then that's her choice. Not really the best option, but still, her choice…" Ron said, barely containing his own anger at not 'scoring' Nikki.
"Of course, ALL the girls flirt with Harry," Neville said. "No one ever flirts with some non-famous person, with a toad named Trevor…." There was a hint of wistfulness in his voice. All the sudden, there was a knock on the door.
"Hello, I was wondering if you had seen my frog, her name is Francis, she's really quite bad," a girl with straight blond hair and big brown eyes asked. She was tall, and had big glasses that covered half her face. Her ponytail bobbed as she nearly fell on her way towards Seamus. "Cousin, I seem to have, uh-," she broke off as she tripped over Neville. Boy, is he cute! She thought. "Well, I seem to have misplaced Francis again, and, uh, I forgot where she is, kinda…" She tripped again over Neville on her way out, trying to drag Seamus with her. "Ah, yes, my name is Ullanda," she said directly towards Neville.
Neville blushed as she went out. She hadn't succeeded in pulling out Seamus, but she had probably forgotten about it by now. Boy, was she EVER cute, or what? He thought. Neville leaned over towards Ron and whispered loudly, "And you didn't think they made 'em okay at Hogwarts…" Ron was obviously trying his best not to laugh.
"Uh, right, Neville, you go get 'er. We'll wait here. Perhaps she'll go out with you, you sly fox, you." He teased. Neville blushed a deep red as all the others laughed. He stared wistfully at the door.
Meanwhile, Nikki was running her hand through Harry's hair. Seamus whistled loudly and said, "Hot dog, Harry, why'd you have to get all the good ones, and I'm stuck with Cho Chang?"
Now Ron was REALLY angry. He was stewing so badly, Hermione thought smoke would come out of his ears. "Here, Ron, you can pet Crookshanks to make you feel all better. Now, don't choke him, he's very delicate, especially after he developed that phobia to that-that-DOG Professor McGonagall let you get. Honestly, I don't know WHY she gave you special permission, just so you wouldn't make a bad pet option again…. I mean, isn't Pig enough? You just said that you would either get that other rat with the missing toe or a Yuma, which you KNOW she's deathly afraid of, just so you could get a dog to scare MY Crookshanks………" Hermione rambled on.
No one was paying attention to her, Ron in the least. All the guys were staring at Nikki again; curious at how she was going to 'capture' Harry, much to Ginny's disgust. All the sudden, the door burst open again, and a boy walked in, flanked by two trolls, or so Nikki thought. "So, Malfoy, who's your torture object now?" Harry asked smoothly, angry with Draco for interrupting Nikki.
Draco refused to answer. "DANG," he said, "Who's the hottie?"
Nikki giggled. "Gee, thanks, but I can't return the compliment. You look like Hermione here raised you from the dead. Not that I doubt that she could, she seems to be the smartest witch in the school. Oh, and who are those rejects behind you? And who are you, you RETARD?"
Draco was staring at her.
"Wow," Ron said, "For once the mighty Draco is speechless. I, for one, am shocked. Oh, and Malfoy—she's taken."
"By who?" Draco demanded. "When I find out, I'll kill him! And then I'll kill every other boy who stands in my way!!"
Nikki stomped over to Malfoy. "First off, you'd have to kill every living boy in the planet- forget that, the UNIVERSE, before I'd be caught dead with YOU. You'd even have to kill those monsters behind you, whoever they are. Second, NO WAY are you killing MY Harry."
"YOUR HARRY? SORRY, SISTER, NOT IN THIS LIFETIME!" Ginny interrupted.
"Yeah, MY Harry. Got a problem with that, girly? Well, anyways, Malfoy, or whoever the much COOLER people than you said your name is…" She repeated the step she had done with Ron in the streets: she grabbed him and shook him. " Third, I AM NOT A TOY. OKAY???? GOT THAT, RETARD??? YOU CANNOT PASS ME AROUND. AND IF YOU DO…" A teacher popped her head in and interrupted her.
"Hello? I heard shouting and was alarmed. Is everything all right in here?"
"Yeah," Nikki said, blowing a bubble as she still held Malfoy in her death grip," just wonderful and peachy." All the sudden, her bubble popped and stuck to Malfoy's head. The teacher screamed and promptly fainted.
Hermione said, "Oh. My. Gosh. This teacher is new! Ahh! What shall I do? I don't know her teaching techniques! I don't even know what she teaches!! I shall fail all her tests!!!!! Is this the end of me? I won't become head girl! They'll take away my prefect badge!! Oh, Heavenly Lord, help me!"
"That's right, praise God Almighty, and your sins shall leave you and you shall walk into his Garden with Joy and Love and Praise!!!!!!!! For what do earthly grades matter, as long as you have His Love forever? Nothing in this world is important- well, okay, with the exception of boys, -and you shall live in His reign!!!! For 'Everyone who calls the name of the Lord shall be saved!' (Romans 10:12-18)," Nikki contributed to the conversation.
Everyone was staring at Nikki. "Uh… Riiiiiight," Hermione said cluelessly. She had just said that so God would help her, not to give Nikki any ideas. "Well anyways, Nikki, was that Times Twenty Bubble you were using? The magical kind where it doesn't come out without a special spell? And only the one who stuck it can reverse the spell?"
"Yup," Nikki said proudly. "Quite ingenious, really. I don't know how I invented it."
"YOU invented it?" Everyone yelled.
"Yeah, I'm pretty good with practical jokes and stuff. If you ever need a practical joke, I'm your woman. After all, there are STILL 5 boys in America who STILL haven't managed to get their gum off. Hmm…I wonder why? That's probably one of the reasons they shipped me off to England." She gave them a wicked grin.
Everyone exchanged looks.
"So? What do we do with her?" Ron waved a hand at the figure on the floor.
Nikki shrugged and released Malfoy from her death grip. "She's a teacher, she should know how to handle herself."
"Uh, Nikki, I don't think we should just leave her…" said Harry.
"LEAVE HER!?!" shrieked Hermione. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! IF I'M GONNA FAIL, I WANNA FAIL WITH A GOOD REPUTATION!!!"
Ron raised an eyebrow. "How can you fail with a good reputation?"
"Stuff it," she snapped.
"You want a good reputation?" asked Nikki. "'Kay then: drag her out and pretend you had nothin' to do with it. Speaking of 'dragging out'," she turned to Draco. "You. Retard. Out. Now. And take those- those trolls with ya."
Seamus whistled. "Show 'im, girl!"
Nikki smiled at him. Draco glared threateningly at him. Nikki turned back to Draco. "Go on, get your filthy self out! NOW!!!"
Draco didn't move.
"Here, let me show you to the door." She grabbed him by the arm, yanked him over to the door, and practically threw him out. "And tell your monster friends to get her out too!" she yelled after him, pointing to the teacher. Crabbe and Goyle dragged the teacher out. Nikki slammed the door after screaming good-bye. From behind the closed door they all could hear some movement and a teacher yelling shrilly, "Malfoy! Detention! As soon as we get to Hogwarts! You understand me?"
The compartment exploded into laughter. Nikki received high-fives from Seamus, Harry, Dean, and Ron. "That, peeps, is how you handle jerks," she said.
"If only the Weasley twins were here." grinned Harry.
"Hmm…I wonder who that teacher really was," mused Nikki as she stared out of the compartment.
"Probably the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Ron replied, eager to answer.
"You know, she looked a lot like Ullanda…" Hermione added to the conversation.
"No way!" protested Neville. "Ullanda is so much cuter…" he blushed and covered up his mouth.
Nikki just shrugged and replied by settling back into her position and smiled sweetly at Harry from his lap.
Seamus shook his head. "How DOES he do it?" he asked.
"Even after a few minutes interruption he still has her!" laughed Dean.
Nikki grinned. "Y'all should be takin' notes."
Ginny and Ron scowled.
"What's he got that I haven't got?" asked Ron.
"Looks. Very, very hot looks." replied Nikki promptly.
"HEY! THAT'S MY MAN YOU'RE TALKIN' ABOUT!" cried Ginny.
Seamus grinned wickedly. "Not any more he's not."
"Why you-," began Ginny threateningly toward Nikki.
Nikki interrupted her. "Listen sweetheart, if ya wanna get a man, you gotta know when to strike." She pulled out a parchment and a quill, wrote something down quickly, folded it, and handed it to Ginny. She took it hesitantly and read the following:
Dear Jenny,
If ya wanna know how to get a guy (not Harry), come by my dormitory later and I'll teach you how to flirt.
-Nikki
Ginny's face turned red as she read the letter. She crumpled it up and threw it aside.
"First off," she cried at Nikki, "my name is GINNY not JENNY you – you person you!"
She stood up and stamped her foot angrily. Everyone stared at her. They had never seen her so angry, even Ron. "And second, I KNOW HOW TO FLIRT AND I DON'T NEED YOU OF ALL PEOPLE TO SHOW ME HOW!!!" As if to prove her statement, she ran over and sat in Harry's lap. Harry, who was shocked at first, tried pushing her off.
"Ginny! Get off of me! I know that you're my best friend's sister and all and I do like you-as a friend that is-but I don't like like you! I'm not interested in you at all! NOW GET OFF!!!"
"But-but-but I-," Ginny started to whimper, very close to tears and she ran out of the compartment, crying.
Ron glared at Harry coldly. "Geez Harry, what did ya have to that for…Oh well!" He shrugged the incident out of his mind, and once again focused on Nikki, who had retired into her old position with Harry. She was going to say something but the train slowed down and came to a stop in the Hogsmeade station.
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters or things associated with it. That, my friends, is why life sucks. Oh yeah, this is a spin-off. So don't get any little (or big) ideas into your little (or big) heads. Enjoy! P.s. Nikki is our character, along with the others we happened to invent. SO DON'T SUE!!!!!!!
Harry Potter and the New Girl
The trio motored towards the station and darted through the platform. They used their magic to make their bags and other stuff appear, and they boarded the train.
Once inside, they took the back seats, along with Hermione, Ginny, Seamus, Neville, and the rest of the old gang. All the guys' eyes were on Nikki. Hermione and Ginny just rolled their eyes at each other, staring disgustedly at the boys. Nikki sat down next to the girls, and Harry said with gusto, "This is Dominique Harply. She's American."
"Ooooooooooooooh," everyone said sarcastically. Hermione said, "Hi, Dominique. I'm Hermione, and that's Ginny. All those brainless children over there, well, I'm not quite sure of exactly who they are." Suddenly, she snapped at the boys, "Close your mouths." They all did, only to let it drop open again.
"Please, peeps, please call me Nikki. It's shorter and cooler. Besides, Dominique is too much of a drag. And close your mouths, you all look like fish. So, what year are you peeps in?"
"Well, Nikki, we are all in our sixth year, except for Ginny, who's in her fifth year," said Hermione.
" 'Peeps'? What is 'peeps'?" Harry asked, quite stupidly.
"Peoples, you brainless girl-magnet," Ron said sarcastically. "Honestly, jocks these days are so stupid. Even I know what 'peeps' is, loser," He said, borrowing Nikki's language.
"Don't call him a loser," Nikki defended Harry. "But talk about girl- magnet, well, that's closer to the REAL truth." She scooted closer to Harry, with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Ah, well, er…" Harry said with a hint of red creeping onto his face.
"Well, Harry, that's what you get for being such a dumb 'jock'," Dean said, laughing.
"WHAT???? HOW DARE YOU FLIRT WITH MY HARRY? BACK OFF, YOU-YOU-YOU AMERICAN, YOU!!!!!!" Ginny burst out.
"Oh, Ginny, eh, not in love with our famous Harry Potter, are we, now? Just possessively controlling him. If the new girl wants to flirt with Harry, then that's her choice. Not really the best option, but still, her choice…" Ron said, barely containing his own anger at not 'scoring' Nikki.
"Of course, ALL the girls flirt with Harry," Neville said. "No one ever flirts with some non-famous person, with a toad named Trevor…." There was a hint of wistfulness in his voice. All the sudden, there was a knock on the door.
"Hello, I was wondering if you had seen my frog, her name is Francis, she's really quite bad," a girl with straight blond hair and big brown eyes asked. She was tall, and had big glasses that covered half her face. Her ponytail bobbed as she nearly fell on her way towards Seamus. "Cousin, I seem to have, uh-," she broke off as she tripped over Neville. Boy, is he cute! She thought. "Well, I seem to have misplaced Francis again, and, uh, I forgot where she is, kinda…" She tripped again over Neville on her way out, trying to drag Seamus with her. "Ah, yes, my name is Ullanda," she said directly towards Neville.
Neville blushed as she went out. She hadn't succeeded in pulling out Seamus, but she had probably forgotten about it by now. Boy, was she EVER cute, or what? He thought. Neville leaned over towards Ron and whispered loudly, "And you didn't think they made 'em okay at Hogwarts…" Ron was obviously trying his best not to laugh.
"Uh, right, Neville, you go get 'er. We'll wait here. Perhaps she'll go out with you, you sly fox, you." He teased. Neville blushed a deep red as all the others laughed. He stared wistfully at the door.
Meanwhile, Nikki was running her hand through Harry's hair. Seamus whistled loudly and said, "Hot dog, Harry, why'd you have to get all the good ones, and I'm stuck with Cho Chang?"
Now Ron was REALLY angry. He was stewing so badly, Hermione thought smoke would come out of his ears. "Here, Ron, you can pet Crookshanks to make you feel all better. Now, don't choke him, he's very delicate, especially after he developed that phobia to that-that-DOG Professor McGonagall let you get. Honestly, I don't know WHY she gave you special permission, just so you wouldn't make a bad pet option again…. I mean, isn't Pig enough? You just said that you would either get that other rat with the missing toe or a Yuma, which you KNOW she's deathly afraid of, just so you could get a dog to scare MY Crookshanks………" Hermione rambled on.
No one was paying attention to her, Ron in the least. All the guys were staring at Nikki again; curious at how she was going to 'capture' Harry, much to Ginny's disgust. All the sudden, the door burst open again, and a boy walked in, flanked by two trolls, or so Nikki thought. "So, Malfoy, who's your torture object now?" Harry asked smoothly, angry with Draco for interrupting Nikki.
Draco refused to answer. "DANG," he said, "Who's the hottie?"
Nikki giggled. "Gee, thanks, but I can't return the compliment. You look like Hermione here raised you from the dead. Not that I doubt that she could, she seems to be the smartest witch in the school. Oh, and who are those rejects behind you? And who are you, you RETARD?"
Draco was staring at her.
"Wow," Ron said, "For once the mighty Draco is speechless. I, for one, am shocked. Oh, and Malfoy—she's taken."
"By who?" Draco demanded. "When I find out, I'll kill him! And then I'll kill every other boy who stands in my way!!"
Nikki stomped over to Malfoy. "First off, you'd have to kill every living boy in the planet- forget that, the UNIVERSE, before I'd be caught dead with YOU. You'd even have to kill those monsters behind you, whoever they are. Second, NO WAY are you killing MY Harry."
"YOUR HARRY? SORRY, SISTER, NOT IN THIS LIFETIME!" Ginny interrupted.
"Yeah, MY Harry. Got a problem with that, girly? Well, anyways, Malfoy, or whoever the much COOLER people than you said your name is…" She repeated the step she had done with Ron in the streets: she grabbed him and shook him. " Third, I AM NOT A TOY. OKAY???? GOT THAT, RETARD??? YOU CANNOT PASS ME AROUND. AND IF YOU DO…" A teacher popped her head in and interrupted her.
"Hello? I heard shouting and was alarmed. Is everything all right in here?"
"Yeah," Nikki said, blowing a bubble as she still held Malfoy in her death grip," just wonderful and peachy." All the sudden, her bubble popped and stuck to Malfoy's head. The teacher screamed and promptly fainted.
Hermione said, "Oh. My. Gosh. This teacher is new! Ahh! What shall I do? I don't know her teaching techniques! I don't even know what she teaches!! I shall fail all her tests!!!!! Is this the end of me? I won't become head girl! They'll take away my prefect badge!! Oh, Heavenly Lord, help me!"
"That's right, praise God Almighty, and your sins shall leave you and you shall walk into his Garden with Joy and Love and Praise!!!!!!!! For what do earthly grades matter, as long as you have His Love forever? Nothing in this world is important- well, okay, with the exception of boys, -and you shall live in His reign!!!! For 'Everyone who calls the name of the Lord shall be saved!' (Romans 10:12-18)," Nikki contributed to the conversation.
Everyone was staring at Nikki. "Uh… Riiiiiight," Hermione said cluelessly. She had just said that so God would help her, not to give Nikki any ideas. "Well anyways, Nikki, was that Times Twenty Bubble you were using? The magical kind where it doesn't come out without a special spell? And only the one who stuck it can reverse the spell?"
"Yup," Nikki said proudly. "Quite ingenious, really. I don't know how I invented it."
"YOU invented it?" Everyone yelled.
"Yeah, I'm pretty good with practical jokes and stuff. If you ever need a practical joke, I'm your woman. After all, there are STILL 5 boys in America who STILL haven't managed to get their gum off. Hmm…I wonder why? That's probably one of the reasons they shipped me off to England." She gave them a wicked grin.
Everyone exchanged looks.
"So? What do we do with her?" Ron waved a hand at the figure on the floor.
Nikki shrugged and released Malfoy from her death grip. "She's a teacher, she should know how to handle herself."
"Uh, Nikki, I don't think we should just leave her…" said Harry.
"LEAVE HER!?!" shrieked Hermione. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! IF I'M GONNA FAIL, I WANNA FAIL WITH A GOOD REPUTATION!!!"
Ron raised an eyebrow. "How can you fail with a good reputation?"
"Stuff it," she snapped.
"You want a good reputation?" asked Nikki. "'Kay then: drag her out and pretend you had nothin' to do with it. Speaking of 'dragging out'," she turned to Draco. "You. Retard. Out. Now. And take those- those trolls with ya."
Seamus whistled. "Show 'im, girl!"
Nikki smiled at him. Draco glared threateningly at him. Nikki turned back to Draco. "Go on, get your filthy self out! NOW!!!"
Draco didn't move.
"Here, let me show you to the door." She grabbed him by the arm, yanked him over to the door, and practically threw him out. "And tell your monster friends to get her out too!" she yelled after him, pointing to the teacher. Crabbe and Goyle dragged the teacher out. Nikki slammed the door after screaming good-bye. From behind the closed door they all could hear some movement and a teacher yelling shrilly, "Malfoy! Detention! As soon as we get to Hogwarts! You understand me?"
The compartment exploded into laughter. Nikki received high-fives from Seamus, Harry, Dean, and Ron. "That, peeps, is how you handle jerks," she said.
"If only the Weasley twins were here." grinned Harry.
"Hmm…I wonder who that teacher really was," mused Nikki as she stared out of the compartment.
"Probably the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Ron replied, eager to answer.
"You know, she looked a lot like Ullanda…" Hermione added to the conversation.
"No way!" protested Neville. "Ullanda is so much cuter…" he blushed and covered up his mouth.
Nikki just shrugged and replied by settling back into her position and smiled sweetly at Harry from his lap.
Seamus shook his head. "How DOES he do it?" he asked.
"Even after a few minutes interruption he still has her!" laughed Dean.
Nikki grinned. "Y'all should be takin' notes."
Ginny and Ron scowled.
"What's he got that I haven't got?" asked Ron.
"Looks. Very, very hot looks." replied Nikki promptly.
"HEY! THAT'S MY MAN YOU'RE TALKIN' ABOUT!" cried Ginny.
Seamus grinned wickedly. "Not any more he's not."
"Why you-," began Ginny threateningly toward Nikki.
Nikki interrupted her. "Listen sweetheart, if ya wanna get a man, you gotta know when to strike." She pulled out a parchment and a quill, wrote something down quickly, folded it, and handed it to Ginny. She took it hesitantly and read the following:
Dear Jenny,
If ya wanna know how to get a guy (not Harry), come by my dormitory later and I'll teach you how to flirt.
-Nikki
Ginny's face turned red as she read the letter. She crumpled it up and threw it aside.
"First off," she cried at Nikki, "my name is GINNY not JENNY you – you person you!"
She stood up and stamped her foot angrily. Everyone stared at her. They had never seen her so angry, even Ron. "And second, I KNOW HOW TO FLIRT AND I DON'T NEED YOU OF ALL PEOPLE TO SHOW ME HOW!!!" As if to prove her statement, she ran over and sat in Harry's lap. Harry, who was shocked at first, tried pushing her off.
"Ginny! Get off of me! I know that you're my best friend's sister and all and I do like you-as a friend that is-but I don't like like you! I'm not interested in you at all! NOW GET OFF!!!"
"But-but-but I-," Ginny started to whimper, very close to tears and she ran out of the compartment, crying.
Ron glared at Harry coldly. "Geez Harry, what did ya have to that for…Oh well!" He shrugged the incident out of his mind, and once again focused on Nikki, who had retired into her old position with Harry. She was going to say something but the train slowed down and came to a stop in the Hogsmeade station.