0724: Carly Mullet - Caroline 'Carly' Mullet
Another link that should not have been in my badfic folder. The weird part is, my computer won't let me move the links to my history folder. I'm trying. Some malevolent intelligence in my computer thinks Beowulf is a Mary-Sue!
TITLE: Carly Mullet (Mullet! Ha ha!)
PERPETRATOR: Tandemswipe (which sounds like a brand of moist towlette)
SUE-O-METER:
(bad)
FULL NAME: Caroline Mullet. Hee hee hee. Yes, I know there are real people with the last name 'Mullet'. And I laugh at them, too. Heeeee.
SPECIES: human/witch
HAIR: 'She had shoulder length brown hair'. Shorter on top, I'm guessing?
EYES: 'dark blue eyes'
MARKINGS: 'freckles splattered over her body and face plus she had really long legs'
POSESSIONS: none mentioned.
ORIGIN: She was born in Ireland, but her father wanted her to go to wizard school in the United States, for absolutely no reason beyond it meaning that after he dies, she can show up in Hogwarts at age 16 and bang Sirius right after meeting him.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Will be paired with Sirius Black.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: is 'youngest chaser for the American national team'. Skipped 6th year and went right into 7th at the age of 16.
NOTES: Everybody goes on about how Our Sueoine is 'The' Carly Mullet. And I keep thinking, "I guess they can tell by her haircut".
The author does realize that Bill Weasley is about the same age as the marauders. However, she also thinks Lucius Malfoy is younger than James et al, so she loses those points.
SAMPLE:
“CARLY!” A young girl rolled out of bed and onto the floor with a thump. She groaned and rubbed her head, “CAROLINE MULLET! GET UP RIGHT NOW!” Her mother yelled walking into the girl’s room,
“I’m up! I’m up!” Carly said shielding her eyes as her mother opened the drapes,
“What time is it?” Her mother looked at her watch and looked back at her daughter. Caroline Mullet was a tall girl, around 5’9”, for the age of sixteen. She had shoulder length brown hair and dark blue eyes. She had freckles splattered over her body and face plus she had really long legs,
“Around ten.” Carly’s eyes became wide,
“What time do I have to be on the train?”
“I don’t know around eleven.” Carly bolted into the bathroom,
‘Its times like these I wish I was seventeen,’ she thought while brushing her teeth and hopping into the shower. Her mother was talking to her, but she didn’t pick it up. Carly turned off the water and checked the time,
“Crap!”
“What?”
“It’s 10:30!” She sprinted out of her bathroom and into her room. Her mother tossed her, her uniform and waved her wand to pack Carly’s things.
“Do you have everything?” Her mother said straitening Carly’s hair and cloak,
“I think- My broom!” She ran back up the stairs and got her broom, “Bye mum.” As she kissed her mother on the cheek she gasped, “Wait. How am I supposed to get there?” Her mother grinned,
“Take this.” It was a portkey and she was quickly transported to the train station. When she landed on her feet she looked around and up at the clock on the wall, ‘Good it’s only 10:45, now I can find a compartment.’ Once Carly found an empty compartment and loaded all her belongings on the rack she sat down pulling out the Quidditch Weekly magazine and began to read. When she got to an article about the Ireland team having trouble with all its chasers four boys walked into her compartment. One seemed to be younger than her, another one seemed her age and the other two seemed to be older than her, “Hello,” she said brightly, which made the two older boys scowl,
“Hello,” said a blonde one with slicked back hair, “I’m Lucius Malfoy, this is Regulas Black,” he pointed to the youngest looking boy there and by far in Carly’s opinion the best looking, “Goyle,” he pointed to a fat one that was older than her. He looked like he was sewn into his uniform resembling a stuffed sausage, “and Severus Snape.” Severus seemed to be looking at Carly, she looked at him and sniffed, he looked like he hadn’t taken a shower in years. Not to be rude Carly nodded to each,
“I’m-”
“I know who you are.” Regulas said causing Carly to raise an eyebrow,
“You do?”
“Yes, you’re Caroline Mullet, youngest chaser for the American national team.” He said grinning at her shyly, “My brother used to have you plastered all over his walls,” she laughed,
“Yeah,” Lucius gave a look that Carly supposed it was meant to be a friendly look, but ended up looking very ugly,
“What might I help you four boys with?” She asked averting her eyes from Lucius and looking at Regulas who blushed, and quickly looked at his feet,
“We wanted to know what year you where in.” Malfoy said, he seemed to be the leader of this slimy group minus Regulas,
“Oh, well I guess 7th.” They gave her a look that made it seem as though they were asking her if she was dumb, “It’s a long story. What year are you all in?”
“I’m in 6th,” when he talked about him self he seemed to seem very proud about it, “Regulas is in 5th,” she sighed he was too young for her, “Goyle and Severus are in 7th.”
“Oh-” She was cut off by a new voice,
“Can we help you?”
“And may we ask-” Another voice said this one slightly deeper than the other,
“-what you are doing in our compartment?” Yet another new voice spoke; Carly looked around and saw four new boys standing in the doorway. These ones looked a lot less sleazy and slimy than the ones sitting with her now. The slimy ones jumped out of their seats with their wands out,
“Black,” Severus said squaring up to the taller boy,
“Snape,” The boy called Black growled sounding like a dog,
“Potter,” Lucius snarled doing the same thing Snape did to Black but only to another boy. Potter yawned and looked lazily down at Lucius,
“Malfoy,” There were two other boys behind Potter and Black. The one with sandy colored hair stepped between Black and Potter,
“Boys! Now before our new head boy here,” he said pointing at Potter’s shiny badge. This caused the slimy groups jaws to hit the floor and Potter to puff out his chest, “issues you all a detention, I highly suggest you leave.” Malfoy snarled again and left with his gang close on his heals.
The boys sat down and just realized they were not alone. The one called Black was taller than her with raven colored hair that fell softly into his hazel eyes. By the looks of it he had a great body, but that was just what Carly could see over his uniform. Carly gathered that him and Regulas must be brothers, but that Sirius was older and slightly better looking. Black seemed to be studying her which caused her to blush. She turned to look at Potter. He looked just like Black, but his hair was the exact opposite. It looked like he had just gotten off his broom and liked it that way by the way he kept messing it up. She looked at the one that told the sleazy group to go away. He had sandy colored hair that was just a little longer than his ears. He was around Carly’s height and had light blue eyes. He looked extremely thin, but Carly couldn’t tell if he was really thin or he just looked like it standing next to a tub of lard. No it wasn’t a cow it was a boy, more like a mix of a pig and a rat with brown stringy hair. He was not good looking compared to the other three,
“Who are you?” It spoke! The sea cow spoke. The sandy haired one rolled his eyes,
“I’m Remus Lupin.” Carly shook his extended hand and grinned at him. The train began moving, but she didn’t realize it.
“I’m James Potter,” he said shaking Carly’s hand and giving her a grin which she grinned back. She defiantly liked this group better.
“I’m Peter Pettigrew.” She politely smiled and shook his hand,
“I’m Sirius Black,” He said taking her hand and giving it a kiss. She smiled and he winked at her causing her to blush yet again, “and it looks like you just met my brother and his annoying friends.” She laughed and sat back,
“I’m Carly Mullet.” Remus chuckled and shook his head pulling out a book. James’ jaw dropped,
“NO WAY!” Carly gave him a questioning look, “You mean The Carly Mullet? The youngest chaser to be on a national team?” She grinned,
“I guess.” Sirius sat up straighter,
“You guess? How could you guess? I thought you looked familiar,” Carly gave him a questioning look; “I have you pinned up in my room.” She giggled and Remus shook his head behind his book. James laughed,
“I think he meant, that he has your team posters everywhere, and you just happen to be his favorite on the team.” Sirius shrugged, “Wait a tick, why don’t you sound American?”
“I’m really a mix of Irish and British so my accent comes out to be… I don’t really know.” Sirius grinned,
“A Brit playing on a team of yanks? How unfair is that?”
“I saw you play. You were bloody brilliant!” Peter said.
“Prongs here,” Sirius said nodding towards James, “is captain and chaser of the Gryffindor team and I’m the beater.” She smiled, and James nodded,
“Can I have an autograph later?” She grinned wider; usually people didn’t care much, because the national team wasn’t as publicized as the regular teams. It might be that the American team smashed the British team but still… “Guys I’ll see you around I’ve got to go do that head boy stuff.”
“With Evans!” Sirius said while James made his way to the door. Before James shut the door he turned around and winked at Sirius and left. Remus put away his book,
“So I’m guessing you’re a seventh year, right?”
“…err...”
“How old are you?”
“She’s sixteen.” Sirius answered for her.
“I think she can speak.” Remus said, “So you’d be in 6th year than?”
“Not exactly.” Carly answered and Remus motioned for her to continue, “Well I took the O.W.L.s this summer and they thought I should be moved up to 7th year.”
“Awesome.” Sirius said.
“I’m guessing you all are in 7th then?” They nodded.
“What house do you want to be in?” Peter asked,
“I- Wait what?” Sirius got up and sat next to her.
“Slytherin,” he said ticking it off on his finger, “the house which all those gits are in, including my brother,” a dark looked crossed his eyes but quickly left, “No one in there has come out without being part of the dark side.” She nodded for him to continue, “Hufflepuff, which is more of the left overs the house which takes all the rest, Ravenclaw, which are all the teachers pets and the smart prats, and than Gryffindor, the house in which we all are in,” He said indicating to the other two. “Need I say more?” Carly rolled her eyes as did Remus.
“Here let me explain,” Remus said leaning forward, “Slytherin is for the so called ‘cunning’ but it’s really what Padfoot said,” he nodded at Sirius, “Hufflepuff is for the loyal, but really the left overs, and than Ravenclaw is for the smart. Gryffindor is for all of the above plus braveness and nobility.” She nodded in understanding and jumped when the compartment door slammed open,
“Caroline?” She stood up and whirled around,
“Yes Lucius?” She asked in a bored voice,
“I wanted to save you from these prats,” Carly became red in the face,
“If I wanted to be saved it would have been when you where in here with me and not them. Thank you very much,” She said picking him up behind the collar and carrying him through the door and dropping him on the ground. She shut the door and sat back down,
TITLE: Carly Mullet (Mullet! Ha ha!)
PERPETRATOR: Tandemswipe (which sounds like a brand of moist towlette)
SUE-O-METER:
(bad)
FULL NAME: Caroline Mullet. Hee hee hee. Yes, I know there are real people with the last name 'Mullet'. And I laugh at them, too. Heeeee.
SPECIES: human/witch
HAIR: 'She had shoulder length brown hair'. Shorter on top, I'm guessing?
EYES: 'dark blue eyes'
MARKINGS: 'freckles splattered over her body and face plus she had really long legs'
POSESSIONS: none mentioned.
ORIGIN: She was born in Ireland, but her father wanted her to go to wizard school in the United States, for absolutely no reason beyond it meaning that after he dies, she can show up in Hogwarts at age 16 and bang Sirius right after meeting him.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Will be paired with Sirius Black.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: is 'youngest chaser for the American national team'. Skipped 6th year and went right into 7th at the age of 16.
NOTES: Everybody goes on about how Our Sueoine is 'The' Carly Mullet. And I keep thinking, "I guess they can tell by her haircut".
The author does realize that Bill Weasley is about the same age as the marauders. However, she also thinks Lucius Malfoy is younger than James et al, so she loses those points.
SAMPLE:
“CARLY!” A young girl rolled out of bed and onto the floor with a thump. She groaned and rubbed her head, “CAROLINE MULLET! GET UP RIGHT NOW!” Her mother yelled walking into the girl’s room,
“I’m up! I’m up!” Carly said shielding her eyes as her mother opened the drapes,
“What time is it?” Her mother looked at her watch and looked back at her daughter. Caroline Mullet was a tall girl, around 5’9”, for the age of sixteen. She had shoulder length brown hair and dark blue eyes. She had freckles splattered over her body and face plus she had really long legs,
“Around ten.” Carly’s eyes became wide,
“What time do I have to be on the train?”
“I don’t know around eleven.” Carly bolted into the bathroom,
‘Its times like these I wish I was seventeen,’ she thought while brushing her teeth and hopping into the shower. Her mother was talking to her, but she didn’t pick it up. Carly turned off the water and checked the time,
“Crap!”
“What?”
“It’s 10:30!” She sprinted out of her bathroom and into her room. Her mother tossed her, her uniform and waved her wand to pack Carly’s things.
“Do you have everything?” Her mother said straitening Carly’s hair and cloak,
“I think- My broom!” She ran back up the stairs and got her broom, “Bye mum.” As she kissed her mother on the cheek she gasped, “Wait. How am I supposed to get there?” Her mother grinned,
“Take this.” It was a portkey and she was quickly transported to the train station. When she landed on her feet she looked around and up at the clock on the wall, ‘Good it’s only 10:45, now I can find a compartment.’ Once Carly found an empty compartment and loaded all her belongings on the rack she sat down pulling out the Quidditch Weekly magazine and began to read. When she got to an article about the Ireland team having trouble with all its chasers four boys walked into her compartment. One seemed to be younger than her, another one seemed her age and the other two seemed to be older than her, “Hello,” she said brightly, which made the two older boys scowl,
“Hello,” said a blonde one with slicked back hair, “I’m Lucius Malfoy, this is Regulas Black,” he pointed to the youngest looking boy there and by far in Carly’s opinion the best looking, “Goyle,” he pointed to a fat one that was older than her. He looked like he was sewn into his uniform resembling a stuffed sausage, “and Severus Snape.” Severus seemed to be looking at Carly, she looked at him and sniffed, he looked like he hadn’t taken a shower in years. Not to be rude Carly nodded to each,
“I’m-”
“I know who you are.” Regulas said causing Carly to raise an eyebrow,
“You do?”
“Yes, you’re Caroline Mullet, youngest chaser for the American national team.” He said grinning at her shyly, “My brother used to have you plastered all over his walls,” she laughed,
“Yeah,” Lucius gave a look that Carly supposed it was meant to be a friendly look, but ended up looking very ugly,
“What might I help you four boys with?” She asked averting her eyes from Lucius and looking at Regulas who blushed, and quickly looked at his feet,
“We wanted to know what year you where in.” Malfoy said, he seemed to be the leader of this slimy group minus Regulas,
“Oh, well I guess 7th.” They gave her a look that made it seem as though they were asking her if she was dumb, “It’s a long story. What year are you all in?”
“I’m in 6th,” when he talked about him self he seemed to seem very proud about it, “Regulas is in 5th,” she sighed he was too young for her, “Goyle and Severus are in 7th.”
“Oh-” She was cut off by a new voice,
“Can we help you?”
“And may we ask-” Another voice said this one slightly deeper than the other,
“-what you are doing in our compartment?” Yet another new voice spoke; Carly looked around and saw four new boys standing in the doorway. These ones looked a lot less sleazy and slimy than the ones sitting with her now. The slimy ones jumped out of their seats with their wands out,
“Black,” Severus said squaring up to the taller boy,
“Snape,” The boy called Black growled sounding like a dog,
“Potter,” Lucius snarled doing the same thing Snape did to Black but only to another boy. Potter yawned and looked lazily down at Lucius,
“Malfoy,” There were two other boys behind Potter and Black. The one with sandy colored hair stepped between Black and Potter,
“Boys! Now before our new head boy here,” he said pointing at Potter’s shiny badge. This caused the slimy groups jaws to hit the floor and Potter to puff out his chest, “issues you all a detention, I highly suggest you leave.” Malfoy snarled again and left with his gang close on his heals.
The boys sat down and just realized they were not alone. The one called Black was taller than her with raven colored hair that fell softly into his hazel eyes. By the looks of it he had a great body, but that was just what Carly could see over his uniform. Carly gathered that him and Regulas must be brothers, but that Sirius was older and slightly better looking. Black seemed to be studying her which caused her to blush. She turned to look at Potter. He looked just like Black, but his hair was the exact opposite. It looked like he had just gotten off his broom and liked it that way by the way he kept messing it up. She looked at the one that told the sleazy group to go away. He had sandy colored hair that was just a little longer than his ears. He was around Carly’s height and had light blue eyes. He looked extremely thin, but Carly couldn’t tell if he was really thin or he just looked like it standing next to a tub of lard. No it wasn’t a cow it was a boy, more like a mix of a pig and a rat with brown stringy hair. He was not good looking compared to the other three,
“Who are you?” It spoke! The sea cow spoke. The sandy haired one rolled his eyes,
“I’m Remus Lupin.” Carly shook his extended hand and grinned at him. The train began moving, but she didn’t realize it.
“I’m James Potter,” he said shaking Carly’s hand and giving her a grin which she grinned back. She defiantly liked this group better.
“I’m Peter Pettigrew.” She politely smiled and shook his hand,
“I’m Sirius Black,” He said taking her hand and giving it a kiss. She smiled and he winked at her causing her to blush yet again, “and it looks like you just met my brother and his annoying friends.” She laughed and sat back,
“I’m Carly Mullet.” Remus chuckled and shook his head pulling out a book. James’ jaw dropped,
“NO WAY!” Carly gave him a questioning look, “You mean The Carly Mullet? The youngest chaser to be on a national team?” She grinned,
“I guess.” Sirius sat up straighter,
“You guess? How could you guess? I thought you looked familiar,” Carly gave him a questioning look; “I have you pinned up in my room.” She giggled and Remus shook his head behind his book. James laughed,
“I think he meant, that he has your team posters everywhere, and you just happen to be his favorite on the team.” Sirius shrugged, “Wait a tick, why don’t you sound American?”
“I’m really a mix of Irish and British so my accent comes out to be… I don’t really know.” Sirius grinned,
“A Brit playing on a team of yanks? How unfair is that?”
“I saw you play. You were bloody brilliant!” Peter said.
“Prongs here,” Sirius said nodding towards James, “is captain and chaser of the Gryffindor team and I’m the beater.” She smiled, and James nodded,
“Can I have an autograph later?” She grinned wider; usually people didn’t care much, because the national team wasn’t as publicized as the regular teams. It might be that the American team smashed the British team but still… “Guys I’ll see you around I’ve got to go do that head boy stuff.”
“With Evans!” Sirius said while James made his way to the door. Before James shut the door he turned around and winked at Sirius and left. Remus put away his book,
“So I’m guessing you’re a seventh year, right?”
“…err...”
“How old are you?”
“She’s sixteen.” Sirius answered for her.
“I think she can speak.” Remus said, “So you’d be in 6th year than?”
“Not exactly.” Carly answered and Remus motioned for her to continue, “Well I took the O.W.L.s this summer and they thought I should be moved up to 7th year.”
“Awesome.” Sirius said.
“I’m guessing you all are in 7th then?” They nodded.
“What house do you want to be in?” Peter asked,
“I- Wait what?” Sirius got up and sat next to her.
“Slytherin,” he said ticking it off on his finger, “the house which all those gits are in, including my brother,” a dark looked crossed his eyes but quickly left, “No one in there has come out without being part of the dark side.” She nodded for him to continue, “Hufflepuff, which is more of the left overs the house which takes all the rest, Ravenclaw, which are all the teachers pets and the smart prats, and than Gryffindor, the house in which we all are in,” He said indicating to the other two. “Need I say more?” Carly rolled her eyes as did Remus.
“Here let me explain,” Remus said leaning forward, “Slytherin is for the so called ‘cunning’ but it’s really what Padfoot said,” he nodded at Sirius, “Hufflepuff is for the loyal, but really the left overs, and than Ravenclaw is for the smart. Gryffindor is for all of the above plus braveness and nobility.” She nodded in understanding and jumped when the compartment door slammed open,
“Caroline?” She stood up and whirled around,
“Yes Lucius?” She asked in a bored voice,
“I wanted to save you from these prats,” Carly became red in the face,
“If I wanted to be saved it would have been when you where in here with me and not them. Thank you very much,” She said picking him up behind the collar and carrying him through the door and dropping him on the ground. She shut the door and sat back down,