Sara left her dorm room and made her way to the Great Hall for breakfast. She was thankful she was just leaving her dorm as her roommates woke up. It was far too early for her to be able to tolerate their blabbering gossip.

Sara sported Blaise sitting by the Slytherin table, next to a boy with blonde hair. Though his hair was much darker than Draco's.

She made her way over and sat down across from them, giving them a smile, "Morning Blaise," she nodded to the other boy and kept the smile on her face.

"Morning Sara, this is Theodore Nott. Theo, this is Sara Malfoy-Potter," Blaise introduced the two, giving Sara a smirk. He had always called her Malfoy-Potter and corrected anyone who didn't.

She grinned, holding her hand out for Theodore to shake. He gave her a lopsided grin in return.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Theodore," She said.

"The pleasure's all mine. And please, call me Theo. Theodore is too much of a mouthful."

"Of course, Theo."

The trio were on their way to the first class, DADA, when they ran into Draco.

"Where you been mate?" Blaise asked.

"Trying to get rid of Parkinson," Draco sneered and rolled his eyes, "that girl is a headache."

"Tell me about it," Sara rolled her eyes, laughing at Draco's misfortune. "Now hurry, we're going to be late to DADA."

"With that teacher, I'd rather just skip altogether," Theo said.

They all laughed and hurried to class.

Sara took a seat next to Draco near the back, while Blaise and Theo sat behind them. The class was talking and joking around before the devil in pink walked in.

Sara was turned around talking to Theo when Professor Umbridge introduced herself and began talking. Sara turned back to face the front and zoned her out.

What caught her attention again was Hermione Granger raising her hand and asking why there were no practical spells in the book.

"Oh you won't be using your wands." Professor Umbridge said with a sweet smile and high pitched voice.

"How are we supposed to defend ourselves?" Granger said, outraged. Sara was shocked, she's never heard Granger speak back to a teacher so this was a first.

"Well who would want to hurt little children like yourselves?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe Lord Voldemort." Harry interrupted, causing the class to gasp.

"You Know Who is not back." Umbridge responded, struggling to keep her smile on her face.

Sara leaned over to Draco, "I have to do something," she whispered.

"Don't, Sara. You'll get yourself into trouble, there's no use," he whispered back, giving her a stern look.

Sara sighed and looked back to Harry and Umbridge.

"Detention, Potter." She said.

Sara shook her head at her brother, couldn't he stay out of trouble for one day? She thought to herself.

After dinner that evening, Sara walked back to the Slytherin Common room on her own. She needed some time to think and with Pansy following Draco everywhere she wouldn't get that if she walked with the boys.

She was stopped though, by Ginny Weasley, and Ron Weasley.

She tried to walk past them but they stopped her.

"Malfoy." Ginny called.

Sara gave her a tried look, "It's Malfoy-Potter, Weasley."

"You don't act like a Potter," Ron scoffed.

"The only other Potter you know is Harry," she sighed. They always did this. They had something against her, whether is was her name or her house she didn't know. Though she assumed it was both.

She thought they expected her to be like Harry, which despite being twins, they were nothing alike.

"You didn't even bat an eye when Harry was getting harassed by Umbridge," Ron sneered.

"Harry is always getting detention," Sara replied, they were getting on her nerves now.

"You could've done something," Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Running out of things to accuse me of?" Sara said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to leave."

She walked away, leaving the two Weasleys to glare at her back.

Sara got to the common room and decided to join her friends by the fireplace.

"What took you so long?" Blaise asked, dragging everyone's gaze to her.

She sighed as looked for a place to sit. Draco took up a whole seat, his head resting on Pansy's lap, Goyle and Theo sat on the other chair, while Blaise sat in an armchair. She decided to sit on the armrest of Blaise's chair.

"Weasels." Was all she said.

"Which ones?" Draco asked.

"The two youngest, Weasel and feminine Weasel." She muttered. If they were going to be rude to her then she could be rude to. She was done with the way they treated, even after she has tried for five years to get them to come around.

"What did they do now?" Blaise chuckled from where he sat beside her.

"Apparently I should've stood up for Harry. As if Ron did anything. Potter's girlfriend herself wasn't even there." She scoffed. "I think they're running out of things to call me out on."

Blaise laughed and said, "They really are stupid, aren't they?" causing the rest of the group to laugh.

"Tell me about it," Sara said, rolling her eyes.

She wasn't going to play nice anymore. If they were going to treat her like she was some sort of monster, then she would show them what a monster is really like.

If they were too blind to see who who she really was then she was going to show them the distorted version they see and watch how like her now.

She was a force to be reckoned with, a hurricane that is ready to wreck havoc.

Many talk about the calm before the storm, but that calm is over and she is the storm.

And she is ready to show everyone how she will not be stepped on any longer.

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Hope you enjoyed the chapter!!

Here are some of the questions you guys asked for the Q/A! Feel free to ask some more if you like! <3

Q: do Sara and Harry have any similarities?
A: Sara and Harry share a few similarities physically, though Sara looks more like her mother and Harry looks more like his father. You'll see more of the personality similarities throughout the story between Harry and Sara.

Q: Sara, do you have a crush?
A: Not right now, though in fourth year I had a crush on Cedric Diggory. I miss him so much! We were great friends even if he was with Cho.

Q: Draco, do you have a crush on a scarhead?
A: who? Potter? That's incest, and incest is not best.