Nothing left to say

chapter one

Samantha looked out of her window a few moments before she realised she was running late. Again!

"Samantha! It's time to go!" Her father, Alessandro Aquilo, screamed again from downstairs. She quickly packed the last few items that were scattered about on the floor and looked around again to see if she hadn't missed anything in her haste. A sad smile adorned her face as she walked downstairs to meet her father.

"I would almost start believing that you didn't want to go" Alessandro said to his daughter and looked at her carefully. He knew she did not want to be taken away from her home nor school. It had been all she ever knew, and she had been content. But it was time to leave and he knew it."Just enjoy the next few days, it isn't over yet" He said to his daughter and she offered him her best smile."I know dad, I just wish we didn't have to cross the big ocean for our new home." She replied and he hugged her close.
"Well the quidditch cup first, then the moving. Enjoy" he said again and Samantha smiled.

She was actually going to the quidditch cup. Ever since she learned of the sport at the age of 4, she had been addicted to it. She played herself and was often praised for it. Yet she wondered if she was as good as they made her believe. The sport never reached it's high in the US and she knew that it would be very different in Britain. She might learn a whole new way to play in Britain but she still wished to stay at 'Kristallion'. It had been her school for the past 3 years and she quite liked it there. Sure she did not have to many friends but then again she wasn't known for her sweet nature. That might change once she started at the new school. Hogwarts. It was supposedly the best school to learn about magic.

Samantha looked at her beloved father and suddenly wondered how her mother had ever been able to leave him. She left him when Samantha was only a baby, about the time there was a war raging in the wizarding world. Luckily she was brought up in America and never got involved in any of it. She smiled as her father looked down upon her with love shinning through in his eyes. He was all she needed in her life. He taught her right from wrong and she didn't need a mother to add anything.

"Here it is" Alessandro said pulling his daughter from her train of thoughts.

"What?" she asked looking down and seeing nothing but dirt at her feet.

"Our portkey" her father replied and she smiled, realising her mistake. It wasn't normal dirt underneath her feet. This dirt was going to get her and her father across the big water in a matter of minutes.

She bent down and placed her fingers upon the old water bottle as her father followed her lead. The moment they touched it their world swirled and Samantha began to feel quite dizzy. When her father said to let go minutes later she was willing to call him a fool but none the less she listened and let go of the water bottle. She landed on her back never having travelled like this before. Maybe you could not get all the knowledge in the world from books and pictures.

She chuckled at her own stupidity and looked to see her father land perfectly smooth and on both his feet. He helped her stand up and together they found their way across the woods they were in.

"All we have to do is find a place to set our tent up." Alessandro said after he had paid the owner of the property they were staying on.

They walked around shortly before finding their spot and her father began setting their tent up.

"Why don't you go look around for a while." Her father stated and Samantha just nodded before walking off.

She roamed the huge field aimlessly as she watched the different wizarding families set up their tents. Not all without the use of magic, even though it had been asked beforehand. Then again, her father probably would be using magic as well, you're a wizard or you're not, he would say.

She came across many weird looking wizards and laughed as she looked at their wardrobe. Some had tried to look like muggles but had missed every fashion item there was. A man in a old fashioned bathing suit and a young lass walking behind it in a dress from the fifties, her feet adorned with those plastic fins muggles used to swim faster. She laughed out loud and quickly walked on as the man looked quite annoyed with her behaviour.

As she walked around some more, looking at the people around her, laughing at their strange antics, she forgot to watch where she was going. And that was quite stupid. On the one hand because she would get lost, on the other hand because she bumped into someone, quite hard.

"Hey watch it idiot" She screamed as she quickly stood back up only to see a livid boy standing before her.

"Don't you talk to me like that, bloody idiot!" He said angrily. She looked into his cold blue eyes and glared back.

"I talk to you the way I want to whether you like it or not" Samantha replied and was met by a comeback of curses and name calling. As she shouted back in reply a true name calling match began and for a few minutes it continued. This boy was not giving up! Samantha got fed up and drew back her arm to hit him, hard. His fist hit her back, square in the face and a little dazed she fell to the ground. He was in for it now. As she charged on him he readied himself for the impact of her weight. However they didn't get very far into the fight as a name called out from nearby.

"Draco baby, where have you been. I missed you." The boy looked a little disgusted and Samantha didn't wonder why, if her voice was already this annoying how bad could her face be.

"so your name is Draco huh. Well we call it even and get back to it some other time."

Samantha said with a huge grin on her face and he just looked at her and glared.

Just as he was about to say something the irritating voice came back. They watched as a girl came closer. Her face resembled that of pig more then that of a human being and Samantha just sniggered. The girl heard and looked up with hate written in her eyes.

"who are you!" she snapped, but Samantha didn't feel like replying at all. She just smiled at her innocently and walked away from the odd pair.

"Who was that, Drakie?" She asked the boy as if she had just caught him cheating on her. Samantha laughed and just continued her stroll about the camping site.

After a little more roaming about, she decided it was time to find her way back to her father.

She needed her sleep if she wanted to be up and about for tomorrow's match. Her father did not pay for those upstanding places for her to sleep through the game. Of course this would be a rather difficult task, not the staying awake, but the finding of her father. As she looked around everything looked the same and she sighed. She should really learn to pay more attention to her surroundings.

Back at the tent she was met by her father and a stranger. The man beside him was tall with greasy black hair and a crooked nose. His robes were as black as the night and he gave Samantha the impression he wanted to resemble a huge bat. However he was talking to her father as a long lost friend and she was not about to ruin it for him. She smiled politely and waited for her father to introduce them to one another.

"Hello darling, This is Professor Severus Snape. He's head of the Slytherin house back at Hogwarts. Severus this is my daughter Samantha" He said and Samantha offered the man her hand.

"Pleasure to meet you sir" she said softly and he just nodded slightly while shaking her hand. As he let go Samantha quickly wiped her hand on her jeans without drawing to much attention to herself and she hoped that the grease would not leave stains.

"I think my daughter will be placed in your house" Alessandro said and smiled proudly.

"we would be delighted if she joined us" the man replied and looked her up and down, as if to check if she was good enough for his house.

"well have to go now see you tomorrow at the match." He said shortly after that.

"bye" said her father said and with that the man left.

"So did you meet anyone?"

"Nope. No one caught my interest really."

"Of course not, why do I keep thinking that someday that'll change" her father replied with a smile. He knew very well that she took after him in the social department.

"Well, why don't you go and try to get some sleep." He said. Samantha smiled and kissed his cheek before retreating to her room.

By the time she was in her bed, the match was all that was on her mind. She was looking forward to it and hoped that it would be all she hoped for and more.

I hope you enjoyed the first installment. This is the first story I've ever written for Harry Potter and I've only just found it again.
I'd love some feedback on it.