Chapter Two-Convincing Her Agent

Disclaimer: If I owned any of the ppl in HP do u rlly think ud be seeign those movies. Hell, id have them all locked up in mah pirvate theater and ud nvr see Dan. Sandra is mine though and as said last chptr, DON'T FREAKING TAKE HER. Come up w/ ur own ideas. Freakign cultures.

I never could have seen this far
I never could have seen this coming
It seems like my worlds falling apart, yeah
Why is everything so hard?
I don't think I can deal
With the things you said
It just won't go away

In a perfect world
This could never happen
In a perfect world
You'd still be here
And it makes no sense
I can just pick up the pieces
But to you this means nothing
Nothing at all

Perfect Owrld by Simple Plan (AN: I love Simle Plan)

Sandra awoke the next morning and the first thing she noticed was her hair. It was no longer the obsidian ringlets that they were yesterday. Instead they were now a rich, russet, beautiful, gold borwn/red (AN: The color of mine) and her eyes had turned a dark chcoclate brown. She reached for a short miniskirt with a tank top that said "Even Angles can have secretes" and her blue converse with all the band's she linked written on (AN: I love Avril) and put on a mysterious dark ring with an emerald set in the middle. As she went to the bathroom to apply her makeup she gasped as her reflection was shown in the mirror next to the receiver. She recognized that hair. In her minds eyes she could see a girl of the same age as her staring back with the exact same color, her cinnamon brown eyes glowed with an otherworld y light as she started to remember. This girl however; had rather frizzy hair that appeared to fly every which way. "Hermione" the word came unbidden to her rose colored lips that never needed any coloring owing to their natural red color. She clasped her hands to her mouth and gasped. Who was this girl she saw in her head? She had never seen her before, much less talked to her but now they could pass for sisters! She shook her head of the image and once again placed the phone to her well-shaped ear and bought the next ticket to Europe.

"QUITTING?" Russell her agent roared.

"I'm sorry, Russell", Sandra said in a soothing voice, which was not that difficult owing to the fact that her voice always sounded like a beautiful soothing melody. "I just want to go back to school. I didn't get to have a normal school life before. So I was hoping I could now."

"OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T HAVE A NORMAL SCHOOL LIFE! YOU GRADUATED FROM YOUR FIRST FOUR YEARS OF HARVARD WHEN YOU WERE 14!"

Sandra felt the color creep to her flawless snow-white cheeks as she was once again reminded of how she had never had a regular life.

"It wasnt because Im smart", she mumbles "The orphanage had really good teachers and I was just a little ahead of everyone."

Russell stared and gaped. He had nothing more to say. After all what could he say? The girl was a genius with an IQ that was greater than even Einsten's. She had skipped all of elementary school and attended seventh grade for a month before showing she knew all of the material to graduate. She then progressed to the high school level and was promptly made a senior. She graduated as valedictorian much to the dismay of her fellow students and was accepted into Harvard (AN I wish lol jk yeah rite). Which she attended for six years and earned a total of eight majors ranging in topic from philosophy to biochemistry.

Russell shook his head and wondered at her modesty. While most girls her age were giggling over the latest teen heartthrob, Sandra had been reading Hemingway and Faulkner (AN ugh I hate those stupd but those were the only books I could think of)and having debates with the local librarian about the readability of each. While most girls were wondering who their next boyfriend would be, Sandra was wondering what classic she should tackle next and then promptly reading all that made it to her list and more. She loved books and could devour more than five in a sitting. Her intellect was so great, that she was often used as a guest speaker at colleges throughout the nation to speak to students about her theories and ideas on whatever topic it was that they were studying.

"I hope this place is a really god school." Russell said in a defeated tone.

"Is that a yes?" squealed Sandra, clasping her hands in glee. Russell merely frowned some more and sighed, resting his chin on his folded hands as he set his elbows on the table.

"OH MY GOSH! THANK YOU SO MUCH RUSSELL!" She squealed as she flew into him, his bottoms hitting the floor.

"No problem" mumbled Russell questionly as he watched her go pouncing out the door with her skirt flying all around her.

"That girl", he stated, shaking his head, from left to right, in a bemusedly manner. "She will storm the world"

Hey guyz! Itz me Ivy again! Sry the chapterz so short but I just got home from a Good Charlotte show so I cnt rlly think straight. Theyre all SOOOOOOOO hot! OMG I am SO buying their new CD. Y cnt u ppl just accpt that theyre punk? God, u ppl dnt kno real punk music if it hit u on the freaking head. SO yah, This iz the story up until she goes to Hogwarts cuz she has to have the prequel type thing u know? Anydiddly, I just wanna say thanks to mah new beta readers Red Moon Demon and Goddess in the Snow! No thanks to Natalie for this one. Why dnt u just shut up about Sandra being a Sue OK? Ur such a snob. By the way give me my freaking shoes back. Uve had thm for ovr a month and I want mah chucks back. Now.

HuGz N kIsSeS,
aLwAyS uRs,
-IvY-