Samantha Dumbledore

Chapter 1- Possession, Letters and Arguments

A/N- Yes I'm fully aware this is my 3rd story. But I'm determined to complete this one ) Characters may seem a little OOC, but hopefully everything else is fine. Phantom Planet hasn't happened in this story.

Disclaimer- I don't own Danny Phantom. Never will –sniff-

"Sam!" Danny Barked in anger, his eyes ablaze.

"Yes Danny?" Sam asked quietly, not looking him in the eyes.

"Care to explain what happened?" Danny asked trying to keep calm.

Sam looked up at this, her eyes angry.

"Fine!" she snapped "We were going after Skulker, I tripped, fell off a bridge, you saved me and Skulker escaped."

"YES!" Danny exploded "Thanks to YOU he escaped!"

Sam was taken aback.

"I was only trying to help!" She cried, hurt.

"Some help" He snarled coldly.

Sam's temper flared back into action once more.

"You're an Ass!" She snapped furiously "I give up MY time to help YOU and THIS is how you repay me? I've had it! I QUIT! I don't even know why I liked you!"

With that Sam stormed off, grinding her teeth, but she knew deep inside that she'd regret what she said later.

Danny stared after her without any emotion on his face. Suddenly, his eyes began to glow blood red and a triumphant looking Vlad Plasmius Emerged from Danny's body.

"Soon Daniel" he sneered as he stared at a slightly Bemused and Very Confused Danny Fenton. A.K.A Danny Phantom. "Soon I'll have my revenge!"

And with those final words he disappeared.

Sam Walked into her home and slammed the front door in fury, making a few ornaments shake on their shelves. Sam had changed a lot since she was fourteen. Her hair was long and had purple tips (It looked kinda like it did in 'urban jungle', just neater ) She no longer had her ponytail, it just stayed down flat. She wore a black Rocker skirt with her trademark purple tights and black boots with a black vest top with black fingerless gloves. Ignoring her mothers protests, Sam stormed into her bedroom and fell onto her bed.

Tap Tap Tap

"Go away!" Sam Hollered.

Tap Tap Tap

Sam's head snapped up and she spotted a rather rugged, irritated brown owl staring in at her through her bedroom window. Raising an eyebrow, Sam walked over to her window and opened it up. Spotting a letter on it's leg she untied it carefully and looked at it skeptically. Ignoring her intuition, she opened it up and read it's contents.

Dear,

Samantha,

I'm terribly sorry to write to you at this time but I would like to extend an invitation for you to attend Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. I am afraid I cannot extend an official invitation as you need to be in englanf. However I hope you Agree to attend and I look forward to seeing you again.

Yours Faithfully

Your Grandfather

Albus Dumbledore