Sue #8
TITLE: Something Called Love
PERPETRATOR: Bratney
FANDOM: Harry Potter
SUMMARY: Harry just found out he has a sister. What will he do when Draco catches her eye? And she catches Draco's? DracoOC Sorry I suck at summaries.
RATED: K+, PG
STATUS: Complete
NAME: Magenta Black
SPECIES: Witch
HAIR: "long-brown pigtails"
EYES: "a beautiful black, almost the color of midnight"
ORIGIN: America
CANON CONNECTIONS: Is Harry's pretend sister, she "believed" she was Sirius's daughter. Draco's in love with her.
SPECIAL TALENTS/ABILITIES: None worth mentioned.
FEATURES/MARKINGS: "seemingly flawless features"
NOTABLE POSSESSIONS: None worth mentioning.
NOTES: She. Is. A. TWIT. (points to avatar) Please, Snape, I promise not to let her hurt you if you smack her! And Draco. Because Draco is acting disgusting in this story. They play Truth or Dare, oh my. This is totally gonna be the sample. Read it, oh my god, my sides hurt from laughing! Everyone is so OOC it's hysterical! Oh, and the whole "she's really Harry's fake sister" was all so Magenta wouldn't be too much of a Sue. FAIL. Especially since she is going to trick Harry into going over to American so Faliri (America's version of Voldieface) can kill Harry. And you know, as bad as Draco is is, I doubt he'd be in on a plot to KILL Harry.
This story gets dumber and dumber and the characters get more and more OOC with each frick'n sentence. And as an added bonus, there is a stupid happy ending. Like a Dark Lord if just get let her go on her way. WRONG. I just have to let you all know... BEWARE!
And she insulted Hufflepluffs. That pisses me off.
SAMPLE:
Nobody volunteered, not that Magenta thought somebody would. “Fine, I'll go first,” Magenta nodded and scanned the crowd, “Lets see, Ron, truth or dare?”
Ron gulped and gave Magenta a frightened look, it took him a minute before he said, “Uh, I suppose Truth.”
“Marvelous,” She smirked, “Where is the strangest place you have made out?”
Ron panicked as all eyes settled on him, “Well, in truth, the only place I've made out at all is under my bed at the Burrow.” Smirks, glares, and expressions of complete shock came from the rest of the people in the room.
“Now you pick some one,” Magenta instructed.
“Okay, Hermione, truth or dare?” Ron said happy that his was over.
“I choose dare,” Hermione said. She waited a while for Ron to finish thinking but got impatient, “Hurry up, we haven't got all day!”
“Bloody Hell, Hermione!” Ron exclaimed, “Give me a minute!” Soon he smiled, “I've got it, you've got to tell us where your most ticklish and then you've got to let Crabbe tickle you there.”
“My feet,” Hermione said, “Ron this is a pointless--” She was cut off by the giggles that took over. Some people say laughter is contagious, and in this case it was, most of the room had joined in with Hermione's giggles.
When they had themselves under control, Hermione said, “Harry, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to remove any article of Ginny's clothes, without using your hands,” Hermione said, apparently having thought this through already.
Harry walked over to Ginny and keeled down, he opened his mouth and took a piece of fabric between his teeth, slowly pulling it off. It would have been more fun to watch if he hadn't chosen her sock. He sat up and looked over to the side of the room the Slytherins had seated themselves, “Crabbe, truth or dare?”
Crabbe gave Harry a blank look almost in shock of someone addressing him, “Truth.”
“Name one person you would like to have a night of steamy 'fun' with,” Harry said almost laughing at the look on Crabbe's face.
“Well I wouldn't mind, you know, with Pansy, she's a nice girl...” he trailed off blushing redder than Ron's hair. He then turned to Magenta, “Magenta, truth or dare?”
“Dare me,” she smiled brightly.
“I dare you to lick Draco's bellybutton,” Crabbe said.
“What?” Both Magenta and Draco said glaring at him. Magenta shrugged and walked over to Draco seductively, she reached down and pulled up his shirt and slowly ran her tongue over his bellybutton.
“Snape, pick your poison,” Magenta said after she took her previous seat.
“Dare,” he said.
“Never pick a dare from me, Mr. Greasy!” Magenta warned before she said, “I dare you to wash your hair.”
Everyone in the party got up and followed Snape to the closest tap, Magenta pulled out a small bottle of conditioning shampoo and handed it to Snape. Wide eyed, everyone watched in awe as Snape washed out all the grease in his hair.
“Never thought I'd see that,” Nancy said from the back of the group. They went back and sat in their circle again.
“Draco, truth or dare?” Snape asked an evil glint in his eye.
“Dare.”
“You must kiss a mudblood,” Snape said looking over at Hermione, “you must kiss Hermione.”
A pained expression crossed Draco's face, and he crossed over to Hermione, he lightly placed his lips on hers and then backed away.
“I give you props for trying,” Magenta said smiling at Draco, “but that wasn't a real kiss, surly you've kissed girls before?”
Draco glared at her and looked around the room, setting his sights on Goyle, “Goyle, truth or dare?”
“Man, I'm not going to do any of those weird things they are making people do, I want truth!”
“Fine, have it your way,” Draco said, “Have you ever accidentally killed one of your pets? Which one was it, and what happened?”
“I at the family fish, I was hungry and there was nothing in the fridge but leftovers so I pulled good old omelet out of his bowl and ate him,” Goyle said licking his lips, “he tasted good. So Ginny, truth or dare?”
“Dare, I'm not scared, lay it on me!” Ginny said shaking a few stray hairs out of her face.
“You have to kiss Snape, with tongue or it doesn't count,” Goyle said enjoying the way her face fell when he finished.
Ginny walked over to Professor Snape and kissed him, he made the task easier by opening his mouth and letting her tongue brush against his. She pulled away quickly and sat down next to Harry. “Nancy, truth or dare?”
“I agree with Goyle, you people aren't fair with your dares, I pick truth.” Nancy said looking over to Goyle.
“What is your favorite thing to lick?” Ginny asked leaning into Harry who wrapped his arm around her.
“Lollipops; they're sweet and fun to tease guy's with,” Nancy answered smiling, “Draco, truth or dare?”
“This time I'll go with truth,” Malfoy said smirking, “might be interesting.”
“Did Magenta licking you earlier turn you on?” Nancy asked trying to play innocent.
“Yes it did,” Draco said, “damn truthfulness potion!”
And on the game went until midnight, each person either embarrassing themselves while preforming a dare, or spilling their secrets with a dare.
When the party ended, Magenta walked over to Draco, “So what do you think Malfoy, enjoy yourself?”
“It was amusing,” he answered and slid his hand into hers, “I'll walk you to your room.”
PERPETRATOR: Bratney
FANDOM: Harry Potter
SUMMARY: Harry just found out he has a sister. What will he do when Draco catches her eye? And she catches Draco's? DracoOC Sorry I suck at summaries.
RATED: K+, PG
STATUS: Complete
NAME: Magenta Black
SPECIES: Witch
HAIR: "long-brown pigtails"
EYES: "a beautiful black, almost the color of midnight"
ORIGIN: America
CANON CONNECTIONS: Is Harry's pretend sister, she "believed" she was Sirius's daughter. Draco's in love with her.
SPECIAL TALENTS/ABILITIES: None worth mentioned.
FEATURES/MARKINGS: "seemingly flawless features"
NOTABLE POSSESSIONS: None worth mentioning.
NOTES: She. Is. A. TWIT. (points to avatar) Please, Snape, I promise not to let her hurt you if you smack her! And Draco. Because Draco is acting disgusting in this story. They play Truth or Dare, oh my. This is totally gonna be the sample. Read it, oh my god, my sides hurt from laughing! Everyone is so OOC it's hysterical! Oh, and the whole "she's really Harry's fake sister" was all so Magenta wouldn't be too much of a Sue. FAIL. Especially since she is going to trick Harry into going over to American so Faliri (America's version of Voldieface) can kill Harry. And you know, as bad as Draco is is, I doubt he'd be in on a plot to KILL Harry.
This story gets dumber and dumber and the characters get more and more OOC with each frick'n sentence. And as an added bonus, there is a stupid happy ending. Like a Dark Lord if just get let her go on her way. WRONG. I just have to let you all know... BEWARE!
And she insulted Hufflepluffs. That pisses me off.
SAMPLE:
Nobody volunteered, not that Magenta thought somebody would. “Fine, I'll go first,” Magenta nodded and scanned the crowd, “Lets see, Ron, truth or dare?”
Ron gulped and gave Magenta a frightened look, it took him a minute before he said, “Uh, I suppose Truth.”
“Marvelous,” She smirked, “Where is the strangest place you have made out?”
Ron panicked as all eyes settled on him, “Well, in truth, the only place I've made out at all is under my bed at the Burrow.” Smirks, glares, and expressions of complete shock came from the rest of the people in the room.
“Now you pick some one,” Magenta instructed.
“Okay, Hermione, truth or dare?” Ron said happy that his was over.
“I choose dare,” Hermione said. She waited a while for Ron to finish thinking but got impatient, “Hurry up, we haven't got all day!”
“Bloody Hell, Hermione!” Ron exclaimed, “Give me a minute!” Soon he smiled, “I've got it, you've got to tell us where your most ticklish and then you've got to let Crabbe tickle you there.”
“My feet,” Hermione said, “Ron this is a pointless--” She was cut off by the giggles that took over. Some people say laughter is contagious, and in this case it was, most of the room had joined in with Hermione's giggles.
When they had themselves under control, Hermione said, “Harry, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to remove any article of Ginny's clothes, without using your hands,” Hermione said, apparently having thought this through already.
Harry walked over to Ginny and keeled down, he opened his mouth and took a piece of fabric between his teeth, slowly pulling it off. It would have been more fun to watch if he hadn't chosen her sock. He sat up and looked over to the side of the room the Slytherins had seated themselves, “Crabbe, truth or dare?”
Crabbe gave Harry a blank look almost in shock of someone addressing him, “Truth.”
“Name one person you would like to have a night of steamy 'fun' with,” Harry said almost laughing at the look on Crabbe's face.
“Well I wouldn't mind, you know, with Pansy, she's a nice girl...” he trailed off blushing redder than Ron's hair. He then turned to Magenta, “Magenta, truth or dare?”
“Dare me,” she smiled brightly.
“I dare you to lick Draco's bellybutton,” Crabbe said.
“What?” Both Magenta and Draco said glaring at him. Magenta shrugged and walked over to Draco seductively, she reached down and pulled up his shirt and slowly ran her tongue over his bellybutton.
“Snape, pick your poison,” Magenta said after she took her previous seat.
“Dare,” he said.
“Never pick a dare from me, Mr. Greasy!” Magenta warned before she said, “I dare you to wash your hair.”
Everyone in the party got up and followed Snape to the closest tap, Magenta pulled out a small bottle of conditioning shampoo and handed it to Snape. Wide eyed, everyone watched in awe as Snape washed out all the grease in his hair.
“Never thought I'd see that,” Nancy said from the back of the group. They went back and sat in their circle again.
“Draco, truth or dare?” Snape asked an evil glint in his eye.
“Dare.”
“You must kiss a mudblood,” Snape said looking over at Hermione, “you must kiss Hermione.”
A pained expression crossed Draco's face, and he crossed over to Hermione, he lightly placed his lips on hers and then backed away.
“I give you props for trying,” Magenta said smiling at Draco, “but that wasn't a real kiss, surly you've kissed girls before?”
Draco glared at her and looked around the room, setting his sights on Goyle, “Goyle, truth or dare?”
“Man, I'm not going to do any of those weird things they are making people do, I want truth!”
“Fine, have it your way,” Draco said, “Have you ever accidentally killed one of your pets? Which one was it, and what happened?”
“I at the family fish, I was hungry and there was nothing in the fridge but leftovers so I pulled good old omelet out of his bowl and ate him,” Goyle said licking his lips, “he tasted good. So Ginny, truth or dare?”
“Dare, I'm not scared, lay it on me!” Ginny said shaking a few stray hairs out of her face.
“You have to kiss Snape, with tongue or it doesn't count,” Goyle said enjoying the way her face fell when he finished.
Ginny walked over to Professor Snape and kissed him, he made the task easier by opening his mouth and letting her tongue brush against his. She pulled away quickly and sat down next to Harry. “Nancy, truth or dare?”
“I agree with Goyle, you people aren't fair with your dares, I pick truth.” Nancy said looking over to Goyle.
“What is your favorite thing to lick?” Ginny asked leaning into Harry who wrapped his arm around her.
“Lollipops; they're sweet and fun to tease guy's with,” Nancy answered smiling, “Draco, truth or dare?”
“This time I'll go with truth,” Malfoy said smirking, “might be interesting.”
“Did Magenta licking you earlier turn you on?” Nancy asked trying to play innocent.
“Yes it did,” Draco said, “damn truthfulness potion!”
And on the game went until midnight, each person either embarrassing themselves while preforming a dare, or spilling their secrets with a dare.
When the party ended, Magenta walked over to Draco, “So what do you think Malfoy, enjoy yourself?”
“It was amusing,” he answered and slid his hand into hers, “I'll walk you to your room.”