OK, now to be back on track, Notice the end doesn't even mean the end, like the Mary Sue, the evil fic comes back to life. I've had a request, kill the Mary Sue. It's a thought, but regretfully even in an evil fic there is the little problem of doing it without killing Greggory. I'll give it some thought. Perhaps if he's truly distraught he won't care if he dies. (Oh, and if you do decide to poke your eyes out, just think you won't be able to read this thing anymore)
Nows lets just forget the Crossover crap. This next chapter is dedicated to the love scene as written by the "dried up old virgin that has never gotten any, but reads really bad romance novels, so she's pretty sure she knows where everything goes" ( For the sake of the story, I admit nothing)
Chapter 2 Or at least chapter 4 Written as Chapter 2 Continued and Back on Track. (God help us)
Harry grabs Sierra Rowena Illianna Ketherns hand and pulled her towards the Collegium. "Let me show you your new home" he says excitedly.
She nods shyly and follows him as he shows her the whole place. They pick up a following as they walk as the other students bask in her beauty and grace (Wait didn't I already write this somewhere? Oh, never mind. If it works keep using it)
Harry glances back at the parade behind them, an annoyed look on his face, curses he thought, I really really really wanted to get her alone and have my evil way with her.
Finally he comes to the door of her room, he turns to the, by now large group following them and snaps his fingers (they all disappear in a puff of smoke). Grinning he opens the door and ushers her into the room. He stops cold and stares in shock at the blond elf lounging on her bed wearing nothing but his grin. (My sisters idea of Mary Sue Keebler gave me an evil idea)
"Who are you" Harry gasped, never mind the question of how a blond elf wearing nothing but his grin would be doing laying on Sierras bed in the Collegium anyway.
"Leggy" Sierra gasped (What is it with fanfiction writers that they mangle names like this anyway?)
"Huh" Harry looks at his lifebonded like he never knew her (Considering they never set eyes on each other before this fic, it's a pretty accurate assessment)
"There's something I have to tell you" she said looking into Harrys eyes.
"What my love, It can't be that bad. I can forgive you anything" he said, staring back into her eyes (Never mind the blond elf wearing nothing but his grin, lying on her bed in the collegium)
"I'm Married" she said, a tear running down her cheek. (Notice in all romance novels, there is an Issue that separates our hero and heroine, or darn I've just admitted I read the things. We'll just pretend I didn't say that)
"To who" he asked, never mind the blond elf, er, well you get the idea by now.
"To me. She's married to me" Legolas said, pointing out what I hope would be obvious by now.
"That's not true, it can't be" Harry cried, overcome with sorrow.
"Oh, yes it is" Legolas cried.
"Is not" says Harry.
"Is too" says Legolas.
"Is Not" says Harry.
"Is too" says Legolas.
"Is Not" says Legolas.
"Is too" says Harry.
(Wait something's not right here, Oh well, too bad)
Sierra just stands there, her head going back and forth as she watches the argument. Unfortunately this gives her a concussion as her tiny little mind bounces back in forth in her skull."Stop it" she cries. They both shut up and stare at her, she never shouts. "I have a headache" she says, shoving both out the door. ( never mind the blond elf wearing nothing but his frown, standing cold and almost alone, except for his new rival, in the hallway outside the now shut door of his wifes room)
The two look into each others eyes and say. "I love you" They stare into each others eyes, lost until Sierra opens the door or until the next chapter (whichever comes first)
You can blame this chapter on the guy who dared me to post this thing here in the first place. I thought I was done, but he pointed out that the last two chapter were a little confusing. I agree, I was going for Wicked not stupid, or revolting. Actually maybe I was and now that I've started again, I'm getting more ideas (Be afraid, bevery Afraid)
