Hey there y'all! It's me! This shall officially be my very first Harry Potter fan fiction! Aren't you all supremely hyped!? *crickets begin to chirp in the background* Okay, time for subject change. The idea for this story kind of just popped into my little head, so I'll run with it! Also, I know that I should be typing up the next chapter for my other fan fiction, but I couldn't help my urge to get this idea bubble out of my head!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the character's. I only own this plotline, and my new tiny puppet, Samantha Kline.

Snape; What in God's Name processed you to push a child into my care?! All they do is complain, disobey, cry about their relation-

Sam; HEY! You haven't even met me yet Mr. Snobby!

Now Onto the story!

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This. Is getting quite awkward… Sam thought as she stood outside by the doors of a large office where any passerby could clearly hear a man bellowing profanities at the top of his lungs. Well, I guess I can't say my reaction wouldn't be the same, but I don't think yelling at an old man solves anything. She thoughtlessly played with her curly black hair remembering the greasy, unkind, hook-nosed man who had rushed right past her entering the wooden doorway without a second glance.

This was Sam's first time ever in England. Wow… So much has happened in one day. First, an oddly dressed man shows up at my foster home, then he tells me I am a witch, now I find out that Bird-Man is my new guardian! It was just too much for the fourteen year-old to handle. Sam needed some time to understand the full reality of it all. It didn't help her sane persona when the old guy, Dumbledore was it?, had grasped her hand tightly, made the girl touch a rusty watch, than next experience a supreme wedgie, and finally land in fantasy filled castle with talking portraits.

It has to be computer animated! She though fiercely poking a painting of an annoying knight who kept yelling at her, "INTRUDER!" When the poor befuddled little painted man fall off his small horse for the seventeenth time (the cause: waving his sword at the curious teenager) Sam became bored with her constant touching and went back to sit in front of the large doors. She looked through her luggage and quickly produced her precious iPod in hopes of drowning out the adult's conversation and instead listened to angst-filled lyrics of Three Days Grace, the song; Get Out Alive.

Getting really into the music, Sam started to sing.

"If you wanna get out alive,

Ohh run for your life.

If you wanna get out alive,

Ohh run for your life.

This is my last time,

She said as she faded away.

It's hard to imagine,

But one day you'll end up like me.

Then she said-"

A tap on Sam's shoulder forced her to open eye's that she hadn't realized had gotten closed. Standing in front the teen girl was the unfriendly, loud adult, and Dumbledore.

"Excuse me for interrupting your lovely performance Samantha, but I have someone I would like for you to meet." The old man's eye's twinkled as he stepped to the side. "This is my good friend, and your new guardian, Severus Snape."

Blushing slightly at being caught in the act of singing, Sam appraised Bird-Man, while he the same. Snape had on a shabby black cloak, unwashed coal black hair, a hook-nose, and dark shrewd eyes. Samantha Kline had friendly, yet guarded large brown eye's, her cork-screw curls trapped inside of a red rubber banded ponytail, ripped jeans, a white t-shirt covered in paint, and a grubby hand-me-down jacket tied across her hips.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Sam said with her grade A best false smile.

Snape only pursed his thin lip's in response. Ugh! He could at least have the decency to pretend that he's happy to make my acquaintance! She dropped her grin and stared right back into his cold eye's.

"Okay, look. You don't know me, and I don't know you. Let's not start our first meeting off like this. Hell, we could even learn to love each other as father and daughter! But right now, we're strangers, so we can set some ground rules here and now."

Dumbledore stood at the side being completely ignored while this brash young American held a staring contest with the most despised professor on Hogwarts grounds! And to top it all off, she was standing up to him holding the power in the conversation! Oh, if only Minerva were here to witness this! He thought humored by this laughable sight.

Snape widened his cold eye's fractionally when Sam began to speak to him in that arrogant tone of voice. He seemed almost…. Awed at her defiance.

"Alright," he started before she could get more words into her little speech. "Rule number one; you will show respect to me during class time and all times. Two; you will not be getting noisy with my own business, and I shall do the same for you. Three; don't go being a smartass, because I shall deal you the same punishment I deal out to every student. Four; I extremely dislike children, especially teenagers, so do not come to me for the pathetic excuse such as, "My boyfriend dumped me!" Snape stated all of this without taking a breath.

"Agreed," Sam said just as frigidly. "Now for my rules. One; It seems you enjoy your personal time, well, so do I. When I am painting, I request no noise be in the same room as meat all times. Two; I AM a teenager, and you will have to learn to live with that because I may need some help with my homework. I'm a quick study so you won't have to be 'bothered' by me for long. Three; I won't be a jackass if you treat me kindly. Now I am not a child, I do not expect any special treatment. You may treat as you treat the rest of your students. Are these conditions reasonable?"

Snape and Sam looked each other up and down once more. This could work… they each thought in unison. And thus they shook hands sealing their fates and Dumbledore stood watching amusedly at this odd couple's new beginning.

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