Authors Note: This story doesn't really follow anything in the books or movies. The story line follows it to the bare minimum. The only character that is mine is JOHANNA everything else belongs to JK Rowling. I hope that you will at least give it a chance. This story starts in JOHANNA'S fifth year at Hogwarts toward the end of the year. References will be made to the past but they will be explained. JOHANNA is related to the Malofys and that will go more into detail later in the story, her stepfathers last name was Jacobs and that is the name she uses at school.

It had been a week already since the incident in the Department of mysteries. Everything seemed to be back to normal, but we all would never be the same after that night. It was funny how most of the school had no idea that anything had even happened and though we tried it was hard to get back to the ways things were. All of us were still mourning for are friends that had lost their lives in the battle. Harry was still acting weird he had been hit the hardest, losing his godfather had killed him inside, and I felt his pain Sirius had always been a role model to me. Even though we were all still sad we acted as if nothing was wrong and it sometimes seemed as if things were actually starting to get back to normal. Everything except for the letter I had received this morning from my uncle and I really didn't know how to break it to my best friends.

Hermione was lying on the ground looking up at the sky while Harry and Ron were sitting on the stone table playing wizards chess and I was leaning up against one of the stone pillars that surrounded the court yard outside the front doors of the school it was one of our favorite hangout areas. I was arguing with Hermione over the proper wand movement, for a new spell we were learning in charms, when I heard his voice.

"Miss Jacobs! Have you forgotten already that you have a detention with me." Professor Snape was striding toward us with his usual mask of hate. He walked over to me and grabbed my wrist and started to pull me in the directions of the schools front door. I turned to my friends just before he had pulled me completely inside and yelled a quick good-bye. As we went I could hear some of the Slytherins snickering and whispering rude comments in my direction. We finally made it down to the dungeons and when we reached his class room door; he pulled me inside. I hopped up onto one of the tables as he turned around to face me. His face changed there was no longer any hate or dislike.

"What's this I hear about you being withdrawn from the school?" he questioned. I looked up at him with sad eyes.

"It's my uncle he wants me to return home because of what happened and all. He wants to be able to keep a close eye on me." I could feel myself starting to cry. " I got a letter from him this morning. I can't do it I don't want to leave Hogwarts it's my home!" My hands flew up to my eyes as I started to cry. Severus walked over to me and wrapped me in his arms, I felt so stupid crying like this, and I don't cry I was never brought up to cry. It was just everything that had happened it was so exhausting and overwhelming that I guess I just broke. "I have to though I have to do what he says. I have no choice." His arms tightened around the curve of my back as he leaned down. His lips touched mine lightly and electricity went through my body, I kissed him back and then the kiss became more forceful. We broke apart to catch our breath and as he came back down are lips were almost touching again when there was a knock on the door.

"Professor Snape, we need to speak to Johanna" Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked in before I even knew what was happening Severus had pulled me off the table and had a harsh grip around my wrist.

"Do not talk back to me Miss Jacobs!" It only took me a second to understand what he was doing; luckily he had acted quickly enough. We had been in quit the compromising position.

"Professor!" she actually shrieked. "You're not allowed to handle students like that!"

"I know perfectly well the rules of this school Miss Granger. And it doesn't truly matter because she wont be a student here much longer." My heart stopped, I couldn't believe he had just said that.

" What do you mean?" Harry sounded like he hadn't heard right. Ron and Hermione were looking at me with questioning faces.

"She didn't tell you that she was leaving Hogwarts." I turned to look at him but he didn't look back and from the sound of his voice he sounded impassive.

Hermione tilted her head like she always does when she doesn't understand something, "Johanna is that true?" she sounded so sad and hurt. The tears that I had been crying started to spill out of my eyes again. Then I felt angry so angry that I wanted to explode. I turned toward Severus and completely lost it.

"How could you? How could you!" I pushed past my friends and ran out of the class room and up the stairs I heard Hermione call out my name and then the sound of footsteps running after me, but I didn't care. I didn't know where I was running and it didn't matter I was leaving and there was nothing I could do about it. Maybe it would be better this way just running from it all. It was starting to become hard to see, I was crying so hard. I was out of the wing where his classroom was I stopped to catch my breath and to rub at my eyes. When I looked up again Slytherins surrounded me, they had to be sixth years because I didn't recognize any of them and they didn't seem to know who I was. I could hear the giggles and whispers, one of the boys stepped forward.

"Well look what we've found! Another stupid Gryffindor is crying thanks to Professor Snape!" They all laughed and made jokes to one another. I got control of myself and looked up at the boy who had spoken. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Professor Snape run into the hallway and come to a halt at the scene in front of them. Great they caught up.

"You have no idea what you're talking about, so I suggest that you shut your mouth and get out of my way." I stepped forward expecting them to move, but they didn't. The boy that had spoken before got a huge grin on his face, and laughed.

"Well, well I see we got one with a mouth on her! What to you think about teaching her a lesson?" The others all shouted in agreement. They all started to advance on me.

"Get away from me!" It wasn't them that I was scared, honest it wasn't. It was a feeling inside me that made me afraid for the Slytherins advancing on me, it was a strange tight feeling that kept expanding in my gut. It felt dark and full of pain, the anger and hurt that I felt and it was trying to break free. They were getting closer. "Get away!" They weren't listening to me, but it didn't matter it was too late I already felt it overflowing within me and the fear and hurt were replaced by blind rage. Rage toward Severus for doing this to me for telling my friends what he knew was a secret, rage toward my actual friends for not looking at how I felt and only caring about the fact I didn't tell them I was being forced to leave my home. Most of all at my uncle for doing this to me. It all just bubbled out of me.

It was to much the force was to great, so I screamed. There was a big flash of light that surrounded me and all of the Slytherins were shoot back. Some slammed into the wall and other fell to the floor. I ran on as soon as they light cleared. Severus, and my friends ran after me again why couldn't they just let me leave in peace!

Severus stood there looking at her the only person he had ever loved the one person who had shown him what love meant. He watched as she let out a painful scream that made him sick to his stomach. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her perform magic before but this was different this was dark. As he started to run after her again he whispered to himself.

"Johanna, I'm sorry." He wasn't sure if the three running next to him had heard what he said, he was pulled out of his swirling thoughts by the young Hermione Granger.

"Professor shouldn't we stop her!" she sounded out of breathe and it made him realize how fast and shallow his breathing had become. He glanced sideways and saw all three of them looking at him. He put on one of the most hateful faces he had and in a very mocking voice said, "And how Miss Granger do you suggest we do that?" They looked at him with a returned hatred but still fell silent and back into step.

I keep going even though my legs started to ache with the force they were hitting the ground and my heart was racing. I was almost at the front doors when I rammed right into a solid figure, and it hurt. I fell backward and hit the ground. I looked up. " Professor Dumbledore!"

"Miss Jacobs, you seemed to have caused quite a ruckus today. Do you mind coming with me to my office for a chat?" As always he was calm and composed and it made me feel like I was a foolish child. I tried to wipe the tears away that were still sliding down my check but it was a futile effort, he stretched out his hand to help me get up and I stood next to him watching as Severus, Harry, Hermione, and Ron caught up, again.

"Professor Snape would you mind accompanying us?" I turned to Professor Dumbledore in terror. The last thing I wanted was to have a talk with him and Dumbledore. I said nothing though I just stared. Severus nodded once to show him that he agreed. As we turned and proceeded to make our way to the headmaster's office I heard Hermione stutter a "but". I turned and saw Harry and Ron telling her to drop it. Hermione looked so sad and hurt finally she dropped her head and I was no longer able to see her expression but I'm sure I saw tears streaking her cheeks. I turned away from the shadowed faces of my soon to be ex-friends and hung my head to hide the tears swelling in my eyes. It was an awkward walk to his office Severus and Professor Dumbledore were talking in whispers in front of me.

After we entered the office Professor Dumbledore sat behind his desk and he told me to have a seat in the chair located right in front of it. Severus remained standing behind the chair I was sitting in. I could feel both of them staring at me it made me feel as if I was being interrogated, and I didn't like it at all. Professor Dumbledore put his fingertips together with his elbows resting on his desk and looked at me as if he was calculating something.

"Miss Jacobs you are more powerful then I had expected." He stopped as if he was thinking of what to say next. "And unfortunately you seem to be unable to control it." I felt my cheeks burn which meant they had probably turned that embarrassing shade of bright pink. I mean of course I knew I couldn't control my stronger magic but hearing it out loud was embarrassing especially coming from Professor Dumbledore. I had thought he was done speaking but he started up again. "I, like you have been gifted with the ability to be so adept at magic. However I have perfected it over a life time, but even at your age I was able to control everything I did." Those words hurt me they dug deep into me even though I don't think they were supposed to. I looked up at Professor Dumbledore, after staring at the floor for most of the conversation.

"Is there something wrong with me Professor, I mean I can control normal magic, but with my father being who he is….i just don't want to….." I just couldn't seem to find the right words. A faint smile crossed Professor Dumbledore face.

"No Miss Jacobs there is nothing wrong with you. On the contrary you are far more gifted then the normal magic user. It just happens to be that your inability to control your magic sometimes stems from your emotions. Which is something your father shares with you." I hated it that I was anything like him made me sick but it made sense every time I had every felt angry my power was so overwhelming that I had to get ride of the extra steam and my magic had become erratic and to much for me to handle. Other times when I was depressed I found that I couldn't even use my magic but it had only been when my emotions were at their extremes. I was so busy fitting all the pieces together in my mind that I almost didn't hear what he said next.

"Miss Jacobs, I will be talking to your uncle and I will be telling him that you should stay her at Hogwarts." My thoughts stopped and I could feel the smile that was spreading across my face. I jumped out of the chair and practically screamed, "Thank you Professor!" I was so happy I was staying at Hogwarts I wasn't going back to that retched house. Professor Dumbledore face became stern again, "Miss Jacobs I think it will also be necessary for you to begin to gain control of your emotions. I have no doubts that your father would use them to gain control of you and that is very dangerous."

Severus stepped forward for the first time. "Headmaster, if I may suggest that Miss Jacobs par-take in private lessons, that will focus on controlling her emotions?" I didn't turn around I didn't want to look at him but I felt my body become rigid.

"What a marvelous idea Professor Snape!" He clapped his hands together as if that was the end of that. "Miss Jacobs I do believe you have a free period on Thursdays so that is when you will have your lessons with Professor Snape." Well that was a short lasted happy feeling. "Miss Jacobs every week on the Thursday before you return to your lessons, you will go to Professor Snape's office, hopefully these lessons will help you to control your powers. Perhaps you can also learn Occlumency, that would be very useful to you." I nodded to show that I understood, and then I heard the scrapping of chair legs on tile and Professor Dumbledore walked into another room. A few minutes of silence passed between Severus and I the only sound breaking the air were the ones Professor Dumbledore were making. It sounded like he was looking for something. When he returned into the main room he walked straight toward me, I saw in his hand something gold it was reflecting the light. He must have seen me looking at it because he smiled and chuckled a little under his breathe. He took my hand in his and secured the golden object around my wrist, it was a bracelet. I brought my hand back out of his and looked at it in the light, it had an inscription all around it but I couldn't understand what it said, it was in a language that I had never seen before.

Professor Dumbledore had asked me to stand outside while Professor Snape and himself spoke with each other. I was leaning against the wall when Severus walked out and grabbed me by my wrist. I tried to tell him to stop and let me go but every time I tried to speak he would pull me harder and I would lurch forward. As soon as we got closer to an area that had students in it he let go and pushed me into an open classroom. He closed the door put up a ward and a spell that would make sure we were not heard and turned to look at me. I stared into his eyes with all the anger that I had felt toward him after he had told my friends that I was leaving. It was silent for a couple more minutes, and then he said, " For Gods sake would you stop glaring at me!" I crossed my arms but did not look away.

"Why should I? What gives you the right to tell me what I can and can not do?"

"I am your professor," he said it matter-of-factly like that should answer all of my questions.

"Oh no you don't!" I shouted, "right now you are not my professor you're the asshole who told my friends something you knew was a secret! I trusted you!" Oh great, more tears. No, I was not going to let him take satisfaction in me crying, well not with out doing some damage myself. I ran over to where he stood and started to pound on his chest as hard as I could and against my will the tears wouldn't stop spilling from my eyes. His hands tried to grasp my wrist but every time he got a hold of one I would yank it out of his hands and keep hitting him, I could feel he was getting angry. He finally got a good grip on my hands and pulled me away, but I didn't stop I started kicking and struggling.

"Johanna! Johanna! Stop!" I looked up at him and I just fell into his arms. I whispered, "I trusted you." He brought his hand up and stroked my hair.

"Please, forgive me." He stroked his hand down my cheek, and then whipped the remaining tears away from my eyes. I buried my head in is shoulder, we stayed like that for a long time until he said that we should leave in case someone noticed our absence. I agreed and he promised that we could be together later.

He left first and I soon followed, I climbed each step up to the tower slowly. I gave the portraits the password and slowly climbed through the hole. I found my friends sitting by the fire, they all looked up when I entered. Hermione bolted up off the couch and ran toward me she rammed into me with one of her rib crushing hugs. Struggling to breathe through Hermione's hug I addressed my friends.

"Guys I am so sorry that I didn't tell you I just couldn't," All three of them looked at me as if I was crazy. Hermione took me by my shoulders and pulled me away from herself.

"Johanna, how could you possibly think that we care about the fact you didn't tell us? We're worried about you and how you were handling it. This place is your home and you would be miserable away from it we were only worried about how you felt." I felt so happy they didn't hate me they were worried about me, after I thought about it I was mad at myself for thinking they would care. I smiled and Hermione led me over to where Harry and Ron were sitting and we laughed and talked until it was time for us to go down to dinner.

We were walking back up to the common room after we had eaten. We were at the common rooms door and Harry was about to say the password and Ron turned to me, "Johanna how about some chess?" he asked.

"You're on!" We were about to go through the holw when a second year Slytherin walked up to us. She looked harmless enough, except for the look of disgust she gave us before handing me a note, it was from Professor Snape it said:

Miss Jacobs,

I see that you have once again forgotten that you owe me a detention. This is not the first time, and I am sure it will not be the last. I grow tired of having to chase you around the castle. If this happens again I assure you that I will not only be having a conversation with the headmaster and your house leader, I will also be writing to your uncle. Now I suggest that as soon as you receive this note that you report to my office immediately.

-Professor Snape

"That's weird, I didn't think I had detention tonight." I looked at my friends with a fake, but if I say so myself believable, expression of confusion. They seemed to buy it because as usual Harry and Ron looked hopeless and Hermione was the only one with the answer.

"Well Professor Snape is probably trying to give you enough detentions, so that Professor McGonnagall has no choice but to kick you off the Quidditch team." It looked like she was going to say more but Ron interjected.

"No way! She's like the best Beater ever!" I couldn't help but smile at that, but then I looked at Hermione and I saw that she was serious, but that didn't make sense why would he want me off the team I loved Quidditch.

"Where did you hear that Hermione?"

"Do you remember when I passed out during Herbology a couple of weeks ago?" I nodded. "Well after Madame Pomfrey released me I was walking back to class and I was about turn a corner, that's when I heard them talking."

"Them?"

"Yes, it was Professor Snape and your uncle. They were talking about you. I only caught the end of their conversation. The last thing your uncle said was 'Get her off that team Snape or we will.'" I could barely process what she had said, all I knew was I needed to get away from them. I really don't remember what I told them when I left it was something like "I guess I better get to detention." All I knew was that I was walking toward his office away from my friends and they weren't following.

I walked down to the dungeons where his office was and knocked on the door. It took him a minute or two to open it and let me in. I walked past him and didn't turn around, I didn't know how I felt at that moment but I didn't know what to believe. He must have sensed my distance because he walked over and placed his hand on my arm.

"What is wrong?" I turned and looked up at him I didn't want to believe what Hermione had said but she is hardly ever wrong and she had heard it herself. I loved Quidditch and I was good, Quidditch was one of the last connections I had with my parents, well my birth mother and stepfather. They were once Hogwart's most famous Quidditch stars, and it made me happy to feel close to them. "Johanna you can tell me. What is the matter?" His hand moved up to my cheek.

"Is it true?" my voice sounded weak and it cracked on my last words.

"Is what true? I don't know what you're talking about." He sounded a little amused; did he think I was playing a game?

"Are you giving me extra detentions so Professor McGonagall has to kick me off the team?" It all slipped out at once and I sounded so desperate. His hand dropped from my face and he stepped back.

"You must understand, that I am doing this for you." So it was true, Hermione hadn't heard wrong.

"For me," I whispered shaking my head back and forth, I balled up my fist and screamed," You did it for me? You're lying! How could you do this to me!" He ran forward pushing me up against one of the tables. His hands were on either side of me gripping the desk; I was trapped in between his arms.

"You have no idea what your talking about everything I do is for your protection!" He looked me strait in the eyes and his grip tightened on the table and he pushed himself closer to me. "You mean the world to me and I cannot let anything ever happen to you." My breathing became shallow and my heart started to race at his touch.

"How, exactly does getting me kicked off the team protect me?" I said a little breathlessly. He keep getting closer and it was causing butterflies in my stomach, making it very hard to seem angry or upset. He drew even closer I could feel the warmth of him, his body heat and his breath tickling my skin.

"It protects you, because your uncle and father aren't willing to ask you so nicely." He said it at a whisper as he brushed his lips against my neck. I let out a breathy moan.

"What do you mean, why would they care if I play?" I really didn't understand they had never cared about what I did when it came to stuff at school. As long as I got good marks and didn't hang out with the "wrong type of people" they didn't care.

"Well, it seems that Draco has told them that your friends Mr. Potter and Weasly are on the team." He stopped kissing my neck and looked me in the eyes, like he was expecting me to jump up and start screaming. He must have decided I wasn't going to do anything because he continued. "They don't want you to become friends," he laughed lightly at that. "It seems he has not told them that you are already friends."

"Why would he tell them something like that and still have not yet told them that Hermione, Harry, and Ron are my best friends." He brought his lips to mine, and kissed me softly. Then a smile spread across his face.

"Perhaps, he wants something. And that little bit of information is too important to just give away." I wrapped my arms around his neck and finally kissed him back.

"Perhaps." I whispered.

I got back to the Gryffindor dorms later than I should have. I snuck into the common room quietly in case anyone had fallen asleep on one of the many chairs. I crept in and looked toward the fireplace but saw no one, my friends most have already gone to bed. I walked over to the staircase that led up to the girls' bedrooms when I heard Cyprus's cry. I turned around and saw him padding toward me, I shhhhed him, then scooped him up into my arms and walked up the stairs. I got to my bedroom door and turned the knob, as quietly as I could with my twenty-pound cat in one arm, I couldn't risk waking Hermione or my other roommates. I slid through the barley-cracked door and gently shut it behind me. I found my way to my bed in the dark and set Cyprus down on my mattress and found my pajamas on my pillow. I tiptoed over to the bathroom shut the door and switched on the light; I brushed my teeth and slipped on my pajamas. I was almost back to my bed when I heard, "Johanna is that you?" I turned to see Hermione sitting up in her bed. It didn't seem like she was fully awake, it looked like she was sleep talking. I froze where I was standing and waited for her to fall back to sleep. When she did I climbed into my bed and Cyprus curled up next to my feet, before I had even fallen asleep Hermione had started to snore softly. It took me awhile to fall asleep; I couldn't help but think about what Severus had said about Draco, what did he want? I would have to have a talk with him as soon as possible.

***I hope you liked this first chapter:) if u liked it leave a review so i know that it isnt horrible and that i should stop writing, also if u have some constructive comments that will actual help me write a bette story let me now:) also i dont have a beta team or anyone that looks ove rmy spelling so if there were a lot of mistakes IM SORRY:0 i'll try to do better:)***