AN: Anyone who has ever heard of me on this site knows that I write Draco/Ginny stories. They might also know of my vow to keep to a minimum of one story at a time. However, this story came to me one night very late when I was trying to fall asleep and thinking about this totally clichéd Harry Potter fic featuring- you guessed it- another Mary-Sue. The idea has probably been done a million times over but I don't care...
Nother Note: This is going to be a general summary of all Mary Sue/Harry stories and so don't take it seriously...whatever you do don't be like "OMG you're girl...she's so fake" because of course she's fake she's a Mary Sue
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Harry Potter unfortunately, and the idea is anything but original.
REQUEST: Please review and tell me whether this story is worth continuing
When Harry Met Mary Sue
Chapter 1 Essentials for Harry/Mary Sue
-Introduce character with impossibly long name
-Mary Sue is almost always insanely beautiful
-State they are from Gryffindor and in the same year as Harry yet somehow (do NOT explain why) they have never been noticed by anyone.
-Have a secret crush on Harry but have never talked to him
- Suddenly have sudden utterly random encounter with the Boy-Who-Lived
-Elude to the fact that the girl is more than she seems (e.g. she's destined to save the world and still beat Hermione in every single class!)
Optional:
-Annoying best friend who is incredibly 1 dimensional and NEVER described...is always cheerful and brimming with wise advice at the opportune moment
-Subsequent encounters with Harry
-Random encounter with Slytherins (most likely Draco Malfoy) who act like gits...this gives Mary Sue a chance to show off her Gryffindor pluck and show up those Slytherin punks...
Cassandra Moondrop Raintear Nightingale had shining turquoise-amethyst eyes and shimmering bolts of strawberry blond hair, which cascaded down her back. She was skinny but nevertheless had a rather large bust which she fretted about constantly. To her friends she was Cass as Cassandra Moondrop Raintear Nightingale was rather a mouthful. She was going into her sixth year and was a Gryffindor, as was her best friend Claire. Oh yeah, and she had an ultra-secret crush on Harry Potter.
"So Cass," Claire said as they stood to board Hogwarts Express. "Are you going to finally work up the nerve to talk to Harry?"
Cass turned pink, "Claire," she hissed, "I thought I told you to refer to him as H or HP!"
"Refer to who as H or HP?" A voice said behind her.
Cass turned and found herself staring into the eyes of her secret love, Harry Potter.
"Oh...err...my Uncle...Horace Plumkouck," she stammered.
"Well, I just wanted to know if you needed help lifting your trunk onto the train." Harry asked, his emerald eyes hypnotizing Cass.
"Oh yeah, that'd be great," Cass said faintly.
Harry hoisted the trunk onto the Express and flashed her a dazzling smile.
"Well I gotta go," Harry said, smiling at her again.
"See you," she said, slightly dazed.
He grinned once more and sidled off to join his best friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.
"OMG!" she and Claire squealed at the same time.
The rest of the train ride Claire spent reviewing the conversation and discussing the meanings behind it.
Cass tried to listen to her but kept seeing again the face of Harry Potter smiling at her!
"Hello! Earth to Cass? Are you there?"
She became aware that Claire was waving a hand in front of her face. With a flush, Cass removed herself from her daydreams and returned to reality.
"Oh you're back," Claire grinned, "I just want you to know we're almost to Hogwarts!"
The train stopped and Cass and Claire hopped off. Cass craned her neck searching for Harry but didn't spot him.
She regretfully got into a carriage with Claire, she'd been hoping to spot the Boy-Who-Lived, but he'd probably already found a carriage. He was probably joking and laughing with Hermione, Ron and Ron's little sister, Ginny. The littlest Weasley was probably even making moves on him, and he didn't even realize it!
Jealousy churned in her stomach, it was stupid, but just the thought of someone flirting with Harry bothered her. There was no reason why this should be so, after all, in fairness, Ginny had just as much, if not more, claim over the boy then she did. Hadn't he saved her in second year?
She was jerked from her musings when a pale blond boy entered the carriage.
"Everywhere else is full," he said haughtily, by way of explanation.
Cass knew who the boy was; it was none other than Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin git Harry hated so much!
"I noticed you talking to Harry," the boy said, his gaze intense. Cass lowered her own turquoise-amethyst eyes, unable to meet his fierce stare.
"You know he doesn't like you," Malfoy said sneering. "He doesn't even know who you are. I passed his carriage, he was flirting with Ginny Weasley and Granger- it was disgusting!"
"Why don't you mind your own business?" Cass snapped, her eyes blazing.
Malfoy looked her up and down and said, smirking, "You're just one of those girls aren't you?"
"One of which girls?" Cass asked, curious in spite of herself.
"One of those girls who falls for the Hero boy, hoping someday he'll notice you and sweep you off your feet."
"You don't know anything about me," Cass cried, her turquoise-amethyst eyes flashing.
"Don't be too sure, Cassandra, I know more about you then you think."
Review if you think it should continue. Tell me if it's funny or not. This is my first ever attempt at humour and it's not as easy as I would have thought.