Thanks Alot People for Replying! I feel sooo special! Choclate Bars and Ice Cream all around! Yah, I'm in a good mood, wanna make something of it? Now this is GOING to be my last little disclaimer for this sweet story: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! I ONLY OWN SAM, AND YA KNOW WHAT, SHE'S ME! Muahahahah! lol.

Chapter Four

Harry The Main..

Sam looked up at Harry, her mouth was about to choke, her lips were dry, she felt as if she would be hit with a spell once again. Hermione seemed shocked by Harry's suggestion, but seemed that was smart. Ron just was positive Hermione would say that, and Ginny's feeling's were hard to tell, because she must have bottled up all of her facial expressions.

"That will take a while!" said a mischievous voice, and there was a loud Crack as two equally red-headed, stocky, young men, and Sam nearly fell backward since they apperiated out of thin air about six inches from her face. These were right away the twins, Fred and George Weasley, she knew it.

"So American," one of the twins said, and Ginny mouthed 'Fred' to her. "I hear that you told two of my siblings, and two of my good friends, that they are known in books for two major countries."

"Seventy," Sam interrupted. "I just know those two countries have the books on a bestseller list."

"Anyways," said the other twin, which she figured, okay knew was George. "We had too be in those books too."

"You sure are," Sam said smiling. "And a lot of girls think you are sexy too." (A/N: Well, at my school anyways!) That was it to the twins. They took Sam's arms and began dragging out of the room, and Hermione and Ginny got her legs, and she felt like she was about to be split in half.

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked, taking an extra hard tug on Sam's left leg, Sam was surprised it didn't snap in half.

"To the book store!" George and Fred said at the same time, pulling Sam's arms. "She has to help us buy the books, movies, and whatever stuff is related to us!"

"Not you guys," she whispered, and the tugging abruptly stopped. "Harry,"

"What?!" yelped the twins, stopping the tugging the hands, and Hermione and Ginny stopped tugging her feet.

"Yeah," Sam mumbled getting off the ground, whipping the dust off of her. "With names like Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban, you have to know the book's main character is Harry."

"Blimey Harry!" exclaimed Ron, getting up from his bed, and walking toward Sam. "Your famous!"

"All of you are," Sam said, seeing the disappointed look on the Fred and George's face. "It's just Harry is the main character."

"I don't want any more fame!" Harry exclaimed, picking up a chair and throwing it at Sam's head. Sam was too late to duck however, because she now had a big swell growing on her forehead, and the pain was searing. "I am so sick of it! Why can't I be just left alone! THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF FUCKING VOLDEMORT!"

Harry got out of his corner, and stomped past Sam, who was now on the floor, rubbing her head, and slammed the door out of the room behind him. Sam got up mumbling, pushing the helping hands away.

"It's not like I'm the one that chooses the terrible things that happened to the characters, it's the author's choice."

It took Sam a minute to realize what she had just said.

A few hundred miles away, the famous author, Joanne Katherine Rowling, who had created the Harry Potter series, was at her home in Scotland reading a rough draft of the fifth chapter of her book, Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince, which was a work in progress.

"Suddenly, the door to her room burst open and in came a girl with straight brown hair a glowing blue eyes. Harry got up and took out his wand."

She had read aloud, confused. This was the part when the half-blood prince, known as Samuel Thompson, mysteriously burst in. But no, it was a girl, and she swore she had written a boy with straight brown hair and glowing blue eyes. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. She read on further, and her eyes popped out and her jaw dropped.

She did not write what she had just read. This girl had the plot line she wrote about Samuel, and she just couldn't help but look at her little illustrations, and saw the part when Harry had took out his wand, there was a girl there in place of Samuel. Something was terribly wrong.

"Well," said Ginny, a little, okay a lot of amazement in her voice. "Why does she put Harry through such misery?"

"She does not know you exist!" Sam snapped, her face growing red. "She thinks she made you up in her head, but nope, your real!"

Hermione covered her mouth, Ginny seemed to be taken back by Sam's snappiness, Fred and George were whispering next to each other, and Ron was looking at her, seeming appalled.

"She doesn't know we exist?" Fred asked, outraged, seeming to want to apperiate to JKR's right then and now.

"Yeah," she mumbled, and sitting down on Ginny's bed. "She said the idea of Harry just walked into her brain fully formed."

"Just popped into her brain?" Ron asked, crossing his arms. "Sounds like a bunch of Baloney to me."

"Yeah," Sam mumbled.

A loud crack emitted the room, and a man wearing purple robes with a silver beard and half-moon rimmed spectacles apperiatied into the room, Sam fell backward off the bed, and she was shocked. Albus Dumbledore was right in front of her.

DUM DUM DUM! Okay people, Sam is not really me, she's sortof like me, like short temper, and my room is really like Sam's room! And I am really happy I finally figured out what a Mary-Sue is, THIS IS NOT A MARY-SUE! I'm done, and check out my other story, and I am really think it would be cool if you checked out my new story, and also...I WILL HAVE A NEW STORY SOON! Yays! Well over and out! This is Choclatelovr, from the S.S. Choclate!