KittyWillow - Mary Sue is a character in a person's story who is PERFECT in every way (gets perfect grades, everyone likes her, has the main character fall in love with her, etc.) Don't worry, my mom's a teacher too so it has nothing to do with that little bit. Roxy said Slytherin Sex God, because that's the password to his journal. But you're going to be seeing a lot of tension between Malfoy and Roxy. You see, Malfoy hates her more than Harry. Thanks for reviewing and I hope you like this chapter.
a very mad hatter - Thanks for the advise. At first, I had a few of these parts written a certain way but then I changed them to make the story more believable. Just read and see. And I'll try my best on grammar.
Thank you reviewers for reviewing and may you enjoy the third chapter of Hogwarts' New Celebrity!
Chapter 3
Finally, the Minister's daughter arrived at the portrait entrance to the Slytherin dorms. Since the music was so loud and the person in the portrait was gone, Roxy spelled the portrait open. Because it was so dark and loud in the Slytherin Common Room, no one saw or heard the portrait slightly open. Roxy knelt down on the floor and lifted the top of her box off.
Out from the box crept some wickedly good sized spiders that were as big as one of Roxy's hands. There was six of them and lastly came the biggest one that was three times as big as the other spiders. Roxy had her box spelled so that the spiders could fit into it nicely.
"Go wreak some havoc, guys," whispered Roxy as they walked inside.
Roxy knew from research that all of the Slytherin girls were totally freaked out by spiders and even some of the boys were too. She only had to wait a minute to hear the girls scream. The music was suddenly cut off and the lights turned on. The Hufflepuff girl saw Malfoy raise his wand at one of the smaller spiders and she smirked.
Malfoy used a low level spell to get rid of it but all it did was result in Malfoy's hair turning into a bright Weasley red and the spider multiplying into four. Screams and spells could be heard in the room as Roxy softly chuckled. She loved those spiders for they were magical spiders. If hit with a spell, something would happen to the caster of the spell and the spider would multiply by four.
She closed the portrait quietly and stood up from the floor, not aware that she had left her box. Roxy started walking back towards the Hufflepuff dorms when she rounded a corner and came face to face with everyone's worst nightmare; Professor Snape.
"Miss Fudge, I believe it is past curfew," said the Potions professor.
"Professor, I was just-," began Roxy.
"-taking a walk in the dungeons?" interrupted Professor Snape."One would think someone of your status would not be found outside their dormitory so late. Get back to where you belong, Miss Fudge."
Roxy moved past him and began walking away. That's when she heard him speak again.
"80 points from Hufflepuff for being out after curfew and lying to a professor."
The Hufflepuff girl slowly began to turn around but stopped herself before she did the unthinkable. She stormed off back to the dorms where it was now quiet and climbed back into bed. Even though she finally had the peace and quiet she had been longing for she just couldn't fall to sleep. Maybe it was Hannah's snoring or maybe it was something else.
Soon sleep won over her and she fell into a peaceful sleep only to be awaken three hours later by her alarm clock.
Roxy slowly chewed her food as everyone around her eagerly chatted. The first Quidditch match was to be in two weeks and everyone just could not wait. The Slytherin's had revealed their players but the Hufflepuff's had decided to leave theirs a secret until the game. Normally, Roxy would have been happily talking with Megan but because of the lack of the sleep she had gotten she wasn't exactly in the best of moods right now.
But it was all worth it when she saw a small amount of Slytherin's walk in with hats on their heads. She saw a small lock of red hair sticking out from under Malfoy's hat. Roxy was bringing a small piece of pancake to her mouth when something tugged on her robe. Her gaze fell
downwards only to look into two eyes the size of two huge tennis balls.
"Professor Snape tell Patty to take letter to Roxanne Fudge. Is you Roxanne Fudge?" queried the house elf.
"Yes, I am," responded Roxy.
"Here is you go. Patty tell Professor Snape that Roxanne Fudge receive letter?"
"Sure."
The house elf gleefully smiled and disappeared with a small pop. Roxy tore open the vanilla colored envelope and pulled out the letter. She unfolded the letter and began reading the neatly written note.
Miss Fudge,
75 points has been taken from Hufflepuff and you have detention tonight. Report to my office at six-thirty. I have taken the liberty of getting rid of your spiders. Tomorrow I expect an explanation as to why you put some aldrian spiders into the Slytherin Common Room. I suggest you come up with a good excuse.
Sincerely,
Professor Snape
Can this day get any worse? I've lost Hufflepuff a total of 155 points and I have detention with Filch. Things can not get any worse, believed the tempered teenager.
"Roxy, don't forget we have practice tonight at six-thirty," Ernie reminded her.
I stand corrected, Roxy said to herself.
"Can't come," was her only reply.
"What? Why?" demanded the Hufflepuff boy.
"Detention. Snape. Six-thirty."
"What the hell did you do to get detention? Breakfast isn't even over yet!" exclaimed Megan.
"Maybe this will help you," answered Roxy as she stood up and flicked the letter at her.
Roxy stormed away before anyone could say anything as Megan picked the letter up and read it.
"HOLY JESUS CHRIST!" hollered Megan once she was done reading.
Everyone in the Great Hall stared at her with curious looks. She blushed bright red and giggled nervously.
"Found out what was in my mom's mystery stew," said Megan.
"Oh," spoke everyone as they went back to eating.
Roxy walked back to the Hufflepuff dorms to grab a muggle notebook and pen. Then she proceeded on her way to outside. She jogged a good distance from the main entrance. Finally, she came to a stop and sat down with her back against a large wall. From where she sat she could see the Quidditch pitch, the entrance to the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid's hut, and the Herbology greenhouses.
The wind blew softly across her face, taking some of her anger with it. Saturday's were always great days for there were no classes and all the students could relax. Roxy opened her note book and began writing. She loved writing. Whenever she wrote down something, she always ended up pouring her soul onto the pages. She started writing where she had left off.
A figure shrouded in darkness hid in the shadows as she walked by. It was obvious that
the young witch was there to look for the key. As young Tracy silently explored the manor, she began to suspect that someone was watching her. She whirled around but there was nothing there. Believing it to be just her imagination, Tracy turned back around.
"There has to be a clue somewhere. Just any type of clue that will lead me to the key," murmured Tracy.
Without warning, a blurry object raced past Tracy and down the hall she had just come down. She wheeled around and bolted after the mysterious object.
Soon Roxy lost herself in her writing. She was oblivious to the other students who had migrated outside to play or do homework or just to talk. Before she knew it, her watch was telling her it was lunch time. She closed her notebook, put her pen in the spirals of the notebook, and calmly walked to the Great Hall. The young witch was in a much better mood now. Writing usually helped Roxy calm herself down.
She ambled on into the Great Hall and smiled at her friends as she sat down beside Justin.
"Hey guys. How ya all doing?" asked the cheerful Hufflepuff.
The Hufflepuff's exchanged glances before Megan spoke.
"Roxy, did someone cast a Cheering Charm on you by any chance?" probed Megan.
"No. I'm just in a better mood now. You see, whenever I write I always seem to calm down," justified Roxy.
"You write?" asked a curious Owen.
"Sure do. Mostly muggle fantasy which to the wizarding world might be considered fiction or nonfiction," described Roxy.
"That's neat. But there's something we've all been dying to ask you since you left this morning," implied Elenor.
"What?" inquired Roxy.
"Are you really the one that let those aldrian spiders into the Slytherin Common Room?" chorused the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.
Roxy grinned madly as she nodded her head. The whole team roared with laughter just as the owls started arriving. Satan was one of the last ones to fly in. First, he dropped something off at Professor Dumbledore and then flew to Roxy. Satan had nothing for her but she still gave him a piece of fruit.
"Hey, boy. What'd you deliver to Dumbledore?" queried the young witch as she looked up at the headmaster.
He was reading the letter sent to him and when he was finished, he let out an exhausting sigh. The headmaster stood up from his seat and walked away from the staff table. He swept past the Slytherin and Ravenclaw tables before taking a left down the area between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. Professor Dumbledore finally stopped beside Roxy as she gazed up at him with curiosity.
"Good day, Miss Fudge. Your mother has just sent me a letter that had the previous grades from your school. I was very pleased to read that you've done so well. But what surprised me is that you took more classes at Brook Valley and that the school was also year round. Due to taking so many classes you apparently don't have to take as many classes as your classmates," explained Professor Dumbledore.
"I know, headmaster. Two years ago, I started working as a TA for Professor Lionel," said Roxy.
"What class did he teach?" questioned Professor Dumbledore.
"Potions. I'd make up assignments for him and sometimes help him plan what to teach his students. So once a day I would come and help him out during a time that I was free," replied Roxy.
"Hmm. I shall be speaking to Professor Snape later and mention this to him. Perhaps something can be arranged for you. Of course, you would still be expected to take Potions so you might drop something like Arithmancy or something else," hinted Professor Dumbledore.
Roxy thanked the God's. She had been looking for a reason to drop Divination. She had been taken it since third year to please her father but only after a few weeks with Professor Trelawney killed her small likeness of the class.
Professor Dumbledore bid her good-bye and walked away as Roxy turned around.
At least something good happened today, thought Roxy.
"Stupid detention. Stupid Slytherins. Stupid Snape."
Thanks to Professor Snape, she was currently serving her detention cleaning up the Slytherin Common Room. She had never seen such a messy room in all her life. Even flying pigs were neater! Needless to say, Roxy would have been cleaning the trophies off in the Trophy room but that's where Seamus was serving detention tonight. Roxy was very thankful to the founders of Hogwarts that the older Slytherins (fifth year and up) always stayed late at dinner and most of them hung out in the entrance hall until curfew time.
So far only a few first and second years at come through. They had glanced at her but hadn't said anything. Roxy groaned out loud as she stepped in to a foreign object on the floor that felt squishy. She bent down and carefully picked it up. The Hufflepuff girl made a face when she saw that she had stepped in what used to be frog's guts.
She quickly deposited said object into the trash bag she had with her. A few wizarding root beers cans, nasty beyond belief smells, and five empty vials of something she couldn't identify later, a pair of seventh years came in. They spotted her almost immediately. Instead of walking around her like the other students had, the two walked straight over to her as she was getting some type of gel off the wall while standing on a chair.
"Well, if it ain't the Minister's daughter?" taunted the seventh year Roxy knew had been held back.
"Now why would she, a Hufflepuff, be in the Slytherin Common Room cleaning it up?" teased the other seventh year who surprisingly had blue hair.
Roxy gritted her teeth together but calmly turned around and stepped down from the chair.
"Maybe because she couldn't get any sleep due to the very loud volume of music emitting from the Slytherin Common Room and decided to do something about it. And when she did said thing, a certain Head of Slytherin House caught her," angrily growled Roxy.
The two seventh years looked at each other with shocked expressions. Then they stared wide eyed at Roxy.
"That was you? You're the one that set those aldrian spiders into the common room?" asked the held back Slytherin.
"Yeah. I had to get some sleep somehow. So what better way than go straight to the source that was stopping me?"
The two seventh years burst out in laughter as Roxy just stared at them. She had no idea
she had been that funny.
"So I guess Snape stuck you with cleaning the whole common room, huh?" chuckled the blue haired Slytherin.
"Yep. Which means I'll probably be here for quite a while and I'm missing Quidditch practice for this too," murmured the distressed teenager.
"We'll be right back," said the blue haired Slytherin before the two of them rushed out.
Roxy moaned as she climbed back onto the chair and went back to getting the gel off the wall. Naturally, they were going to get the other Slytherins so she could be teased and ridiculed all night. She was working on getting a particularly large piece of gel off a corner of the wall that was high up when she lost her footing and fell off the chair. That was when she fell into the arms of the two Slytherins she had been talking to. They both smiled as they put her back on her feet.
Roxy couldn't believe her eyes. The two Slytherins had brought back all of the seventh year Slytherins who were currently cleaning up the Slytherin Common Room. She looked at the both of them with a look that told them you-better-explain-right-now.
"Seventh years were the only ones not down here that night so we got to miss the show. We had previously told the other years to keep the music to a good volume so as not to disturb you Hufflepuff's but I guess Malfoy gave the okay to turn it up. Us seventh years are impressed. We don't think even the Weasley twins would pull something like that off," explained the held back Slytherin.
"Well, next time Malfoy will learn not to mess with this Hufflepuff. Especially when it's a Friday night," jokingly sneered Roxy.
"You're okay in our book, Fudge. By the way, name's Michael Reens and this is Caleb Tirsh," introduced the blue haired Slytherin.
"It's nice to meet you both. I had no idea Slytherin's could be this....friendly," said Roxy.
"After meeting Malfoy or Parkinson, we can see what you mean," chuckled Caleb.
"Since we're on speaking terms, do you mind calling me by my given name and not my sur name?" requested Roxy.
"No problem, Roxy. So what did it feel like after putting the spiders in here?" inquired a curious Michael.
"It felt wicked. I thought my insides were going to burst from how much laughter I was holding in. And you know how I told you Snape caught me?"
Both Slytherins nodded their heads.
"I almost back talked to him when he took 80 points from Hufflepuff."
The time just seemed to fly by after that. Roxy got to know a lot about the seventh year Slytherins but she really only connected with Caleb and Michael who were apparently the leaders of their year. It was nine-thirty when the seventh year Slytherins and Roxy finished cleaning up the room.
"Thanks a lot, guys. I probably would have been still doing this by midnight if it weren't for you," exclaimed Roxy.
"No problem at all, Minister Roxy," grinned Michael.
The Slytherins snickered as Roxy shot him a playful glare. Caleb and Michael had come up with that small joke of a nickname for her. She had told them that she did not want to become Minister like her father so that's where the idea for her nickname came from.
"I better get back to Professor Snape to tell him the cleaning is all done. If I leave without telling him, he'll most likely explode at me. Probably send a howler at breakfast," Roxy grimaced
at the thought of it all.
"Be sure to warn us next time you're going to do something to the sixth years. We want to get good seats when the show goes on," joked Caleb.
Roxy laughed as she walked out of the common room and down the dungeons towards the Potions classroom. When she went inside, she found Professor Snape at his desk. He looked up when she approached his desk and frowned. He knew from seeing the mess in the common room that she couldn't have finished the cleaning until at least midnight.
"Don't you have some cleaning to do, Miss Fudge?" asked Professor Snape as he dropped his head back down.
"I'm done, professor."
This time, he stood up and swept across the room. Without saying a word, he stepped past her and out into the hallway. She stood in the middle the room in shock and confusion. Where the heck had Snape gone and why did he leave so abruptly? A few minutes passed but still Roxy did not move. She did not want to leave and then find out later that she wasn't supposed to. Professor Snape soon returned with a look on his face that was just leaking anger.
"Mr. Reens and Tirsh said that you are a fast cleaner and left nothing untouched. Apparently they were there the whole time," sneered Professor Snape.
"Unfortunately, they were," lied Roxy.
She knew Professor Snape had taken the bait when he smirked. He was probably thinking they had tortured her.
"You may go, Miss Fudge. But don't let me catch you doing something like that again or I'll have you spending the night in the Forbidden Forest," warned Professor Snape.
She nodded her head and quickly left. When she came out of the dungeons, she ran into Malfoy and the other sixth years.
"What were you doing in Slytherin territory, Ro?" asked an 'innocent' Draco.
"None of your business, Drake," was all she said before she pushed past him and headed for the Hufflepuff dorms.
End of Chapter 3