Sarah laid across he bench in the cabin. "Wow." She said quietly. "That's a fairytale where I'm from. Used to keep little witches and wizards good." She looked to Harry almost like she was dazed. "You're that hero?"

Harry shrugged. It was only half the train ride but he had finished his story. "I guess."

Sarah started to giggle. Then just broke out laughing.

"What's so funny?" asked Harry. He had people cry or gasp or go silent for hours after his story. No one had laughed before.

Sarah sat up and looked at him coyly. "Me and my friends used to fantasize about the great hero. So big and strong, with his tortured heart and he would carry us off and if we were lucky, have his way with us." She winked.

Harry had never been so embarrassed. He was well aware she was making fun of him now. Sarah stood and leaned over him. Harry froze in what he hoped was terror because excitement would not be appropriate at this time. Sarah reached out and pushed back the bangs on his forehead and looked closely at the scar.

Suddenly, the door flew open and Ron and Hermione stepped in. They both stopped seeing Sarah leaning over Harry. They were too close for either of them to handle. "What is going on?" Ron cried.

Harry tried to back away from her but just ended up hitting his head against the wall. "Oww!"

Sarah took her hand from his forehead and placed it on his shoulder. "Are you ok?" she asked.

Hermione strode towards them. "Don't touch him." She said kneeling by him.

Sarah sat back in her chair across from them. "Well sorry! I didn't know you two were a thing." She snapped her gum and crossed her arms.

Ron sat next to her. "They are NOT a 'thing'." He looked at his friends, "Er, are they?"

"No!" said Hermione and Harry.

Sarah shrugged. "Whatever. That was quite a story Harry. Wore me out just listening too it!" She yawned and rested her head against the window.

Ron's eyes lit up. "Oh that must be uncomfortable. Please." He put an arm around her and leaned her head on his arm. "That better?"

Sarah smiled. "Why thank you Ron. That is better." Ron smiled weakly. Hermione glared. Harry looked confused. The same thought was running through all their heads. 'Who was this girl and what was she trying to do?'

A/N: Sarah Bella: Well??? What is she trying to do!!

Emi-da-bee: I don't know! What are you trying to do??

Sarah Bella: You're writing the story!

Emi-da-bee: You're the one who came up with the fantasizing part! points and

laughs

Sarah Bella: Hehe, yeahhh. Well think about it! Who wouldn't want the guy who

defeated teh most evil wizard?

Emi-da-bee: Uhhh… I don't know. The glasses turned me off a little.

Sarah Bella: That's why she imagined him!! Stoopid!