"What do you mean, you didn't actually go to the New Galactic Empire?" Lavender asked, her eyes wide. "Don't they have some of the best warriors in the universe?"
"Oh, that's just pure Propanganda." Flower said dismissively, as she collapased on her bed. "Ah, how nice and fluffy." She sighed.
"Flower." Hermione said, rather sternly. "You did actually train out there, didn't you?"
Flower was scandalized.
"Of course!" She scoffed. "I just didn't go in the Empire, that's all. There are plenty of planets that have self run governments, and even more that aren't even united as one, yet."
The four former dorm mates were catching up on old times, the topic of gossip tonight being Flower's journey.
"It's so nice here, as well." Flower chirped. "I mean, now that only us friends are here. What happened to her, anyway?" Their fifth dorm mate was conspiculously absent.
"Um." Parvati looked towards Hermione and Lavender, and then back to Flower. "She followed you into space. Didn't you see her?"
"What!" Flower exploded. The vase carrying a small lily next to her bed shattered, as she stood up. "Why?"
"She wanted to train too, apparently." Parvati shrugged. "She left as soon as she found out you left, first thing Second year."
"Dammit!" Flower said, as she jumped to her feet. "That stupid bitch!"
...
Flower's first day back went by in a blur, as Flower spent the majority of the time sulking. Her brother and his friends chose to let her be as they moved from class to class, from Transifiguration to some bullshit called Divination to the sexy sexy Potions class to the Lunch Break.
Her mood improved exponientially by lunchtime, as many of her favorite things she had not tasted in years. She stuffed herself full of Pizza, Mac and Cheese, and Vanilla Ice Cream to the point of explosion.
After she had finished eating, she took a walk in the garden and watched as a Dementor swooped down and grabbed a kid, and soared off with it. Flower wondered if this was a regular occurence.
Although this story takes place in a school, I would liketo stress that in this story, much like reality, school is not nearly as important as assholes like your parents and teachers make it out to be. It should be, but the government has ruined it.
Flower being Flower, had a sort of trepidation of doing school work, as she knew that it was boring and pointless. And yet there was so much of it! Hundreds of essays assigned, dozens of people breaking down in tears from the stress, material that even Flower, who had left the Muggle public education system at eleven mastering high level calculus maths, completely baffled. She came to the conclusion that the school had raised it's standards to the point of insanity. If they would not allow students to passs no matter how hard they tried, Flower was not even going to put in the effort.
Flower adjusted her sword strap that was hanging over her shoulder. The Deus Ex Machina Sword, Flower's trusted weapon, would not ever leave Flower's side. They were bound by more then just warrior and weapon. They were more then just friends, they were more then lovers. They were one being, capable of destroying anything in their path.
Or so Flower believed.
When Flower was let out of her last class, Charms, she walked out wonderin what the hell wandwork had to do with seduction, when she ran smack dab into Hermione.
"Oh, sorry." Flower said, as she grabbed Hermione's arm. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, thank you." Hermione said. "I think you need to see our hideout, before the day is through. "Follow me."
"Anytime!" Flower said.
The two friends walked towards the grand staircase, and Flower tried to engage Hermione in conversation.
"So what the hell did you do?" Flower asked.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, you look different. I like the change."
"Oh." Hermione said. "Well, it turns out that I'm not actually a Mudblood. I am, in fact, one of the most pure individuals in the world. I was stolen at birth by a could of Japanese muggles, who used a bunch of illicit means to make me look like their daughter. Draco knew that Mudbloods can not have magic, so he did some digging around, and discovered my real parents. Once my heritage came to light, I changed overnight." She shrugged. "My powers have increased, as well. As I am one of the most pure people here, my powers are incredible. I'm certainly one of the strongest in the school, right now."
"Well, I'm the strongest in the Universe!" Flower said. Her ego was not something that could be outmatched. "Born of the scum of the Earth, I, Flower, have transcended the barrier between mortals and gods-"
"That's nice, Flower." Hermione said. "Here it is."
The two stopped in front of a sort of pillar. Flower, looking around, some a statue of some douchebag with trolls. Needless to say, this hallway was boring.
"Here." Hermione said. Flower looked back, and a door that had not been there previously had appeared. Flower walked towards it, and followed Hermione inside.
"Neville!" Hermione called. "Where the hell are you, Neville?"
The room was spacious, and very cool. All sort of swords and shit adorned a wall. There were books detailing stuff Flower didn't need to care about.
"Neville!" Hermione cried again, exasperated. "What the hell are you doing?"
And so, out of the shadows, stepped Flower's least favorite man at Hogwarts... Neville.
Neville, despite his inhumanely huge penis (Or at least, that's what all the girls said) was not at all Flower's type. Stupid, perverted, unattractive, and a liar, Flower was outright disgusted with him. Flower didn't do douchebags, although nearly everyone else Flower knew had slept with Neville at some point. Flower had taste, dammit.
"Well, hello." Neville said, looking Flower over. "Who are you? I don't think we've met." In sleazebag, this translated roughly to, 'I haven't fucked your brains out yet.' Knowing that Neville could never meet the high standards Flower set herself for, she ignored his advances.
"Asshole. It's me, Flower." Flower said.
"Oh, hey. It's been a while." Neville said smoothly. "How have you been?"
Flower refused to answer. Neville was being a tool again.
"Umm... so Neville, can you give Flower the rundown on what we do here?" Hermione asked.
"Of course!" And he was off, explaining how some bullshit sensors work, and why the students were forced to fight the forces of evil, and other such boring things. FLower wasn't interested in any of that, though. IN fact, all of a sudden she felt rather tired.
"That's enough." Hemione said. "Flower, are you all right?"
"I'm just a little tired."
"hm... I guess we should go to bed." Hermione said thoughtfully. "It's not our shift, so we need all the rest we can get."
Suddenly, a piercing sound and many flashes of light erupted everywhere, andd Flower instinctivly covered her ears.
"Neville!" Hermione screamed, in a panic.
"I'm on it." He dashed over to the computer, and began smashing random keys. "What's up, doc?"
The screen came to life, and Ginny and a boy Flower recognized to be Seamus were standing on top of the Astronomy Tower.
"Neville, there's another spaceship headed this way. Can you get a close up?"
"On it." Neville hit a few more keys, and the Astronomy tower began to open up to reveal a gigantic telescope. He adjusted it a bit, and quickly found the object in question.
"That's a new Galactic Empire Pod!" Flower said, as the vessel in question popped up on screen. "They're designed for one man, but typically they travel in groups of five or six."
"Why's this one all alone?" Hermione wondered aloud.
"I don't know, but I guess it doesn't matter. Hermione... can you go out and confront the guy, when he lands? I don't think we want the New Galactic Empire on our doorstep."
"Of course." Hermione nodded.
"I wanna come too!" Flower said. "Come on, Hermione. Let's go!"
...
The Broomsticks Malfoy had procured for long distance missions were top of the line, and the two took to the skies immediatly to begin tracking the Pod. But, it seemed that this was not a necessary precaution, as the pod began hurtling towards them.
"It's gonna land here!" Hermione said, in shock.
"I'll take care of it." Flower said arrogantly. She adjusted herself to prepare to spring out towards the shuttle and knock it out of the air.
"No!" Hermione snapped. "I want to know what they want with us! If we provoke them for no reason, we might enrage the New Galactic Emperor!"
"So?"
"So if we do that, he may side with Voldemort?"
Although the idea of taking on what was probably the most powerful political force in the Universe was attractive, they might prevent her from fighting Voldemort anytime soon. Indeed, life was full of tough choices.
"Fine. We let it land." Flower grumbled. Hermione sighed in relief, as they waited for the pod to land.
...
The bastards at the Empire don't care much for Smooth landings." Flower informed Hermione as they soared over the Forbidden Forest, where the Pod had crash landed, forming a gigantic crater. "What's a little scarring to the planet, in order to ensure a timely arrival?"
They descended, making sure to keep a good distance away from the hatch, and whatever might come out of it.
"Why aren't they coming out?"
"Hm." Flower said, as she stepped forward. She tapped the pod, and the hatch opened.
It was empty.
"That's odd." Flower said. "Hey, Hermione! This is empty."
"How odd." Hermione said, as she examined it. "What purpose does sending an unmanned pod serve?" She stepped back, and activated her transmitter lodged in her ear. "This Is Hermione. The Pod's empty. We don't-"
Suddenly, for the second time that day, the girls were startled by an unexpected alarm.
"Foolish Earthlings!" The voice boomed. "How dare you steal the property of the New Galactic Empire?"
"Excuse me?" Hermione asked, completely baffled.
"We have left your pathetic planet alone far too long. We shall teach you respect! Assemble the fleet-"
And it went as soon as it came.
"Are you serious?" Hermione demanded. "They are sending an entire Army to wipe us out just because they think we took their ship?"
"That's normal procedure for them, I think."