I realize that chapter one was short. And as I've said, this story is completed and wrote out on paper. I might add some here and there to it, but for the most part the chapters and their length are set and won't have much change to them. If this story seems too ooc for you, or whatnot, sorry. But this was one of my first fanfictions I ever wrote and completed and so here it is.

Disclaimer: Last I checked, none of these characters belong to me. Aside from Amelia and her family. Their characterization does anyhow.

A/N: The first chapter was in first person point of view merely to get the feelings down. From here on out, it'll be in third person point of view simply because I feel more comfortable typing in third point.

Amelia pushed her things though the brick wall between platform 9 and 10. In mere seconds she was at Kings Cross, staring at a huge train that was coughing up gray smoke. The area was bustling with parents, staff, and students all excited for their year that was fixing to start at Hogwarts.

"Hogwarts Express, finally."

A smile claimed her lips as she pushed her trolley along. Her thoughts were on a certain boy. Severus Snape. Since first year that was the boy of her dreams. He's smart, strong, and he doesn't like quidditch or showing off. Usually all the guys did, but not him.

"Hey, watch where you're going!" Her eyes went from her trunk to him and widen. There right before her was the one person who always overtook her thoughts. The one man who she wanted to notice her. It was Severus, the man she loved.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer."

He glared at her. This woman was standing there, gawking at him as if he was some alien. He knew he was nothing special, nothing particulary handsome. Nothing like...that Potter git, but surely he wasn't so ulgy that people would stand and gawk at him.

Snapping out of her shock and surprise at finding meeting him, she started to blush. Her tone of voice lowered from the loud and rude one to a soft and uncertain one.

"So...-" she cleared her throat, hoping she could sound a bit more confident then she currently was. "Sorry Severus." Her eyes went up and down, even in his Hogwarts robes, Amelia knew he had a great body. Admiring him like this was causing her red cheeks to darken and get hotter.

"Who are you and how do you know my name?" Severus asked suspiciously. He noted she had on Slytherin robes, and he was more then sure he knew pretty much everyone in Slytherin, seeing as he himself was one.

Her blush fell quicker then a broom with it's tail end on fire. A sad smile replaced the look of shock that had once graced her features. Of course he wouldn't know who she was, or notice her. No one usually did. Even if they had been in the same house for six years going on seven.

"I'm Amelia...were in the same house..."

"Ah..." Snape said a smirk appearing upon his face which caused her heart to speed up a bit. "Fellow Slytherin?" For a few seconds, Severus felt rather foolish for saying such a comment. It was quite easy to see she was a Slytherin with her robes. His eyes connected with her own and he froze in place. Green eyes...Lily. She had eyes like Lily. "I've got to go...uh...get my things on the train" Severus told her, stumbling a bit over his words.

"Oh, erm, alright then...See you on the train?" She replied her voice sounding more hopeful then she meant for it to. But he was already to far off to hear it. Damn him and his long strides. Sighing, Amelia got her things on the train and found a compartment.

'Who was that girl? Her eyes...they were so much like Lily's. So beautiful' The minute Severus had torn himself away from that Amelia girl, he hadn't been able to think about much else then her eyes and how much they remind him of Lily. It shook him to the core.

"Severus, Oi, buddy. What's wrong? You spaced out right in the middle of my discussion involving the dark lord?"

"Nothing. Sorry, anyways, what was you saying Lucius?" Severus asked, reminding himself to pay a bit more attention. When he had first been introduced to the Dark Arts like this, he had resisted it. But after fifth year, when everything went to hell with his one and only true friend, he decided...what the hell?

Lucius rolled his eyes at his friend and his lack of attention. 'Really' He thought 'Severus has never had a hard time paying attention. I wonder what's on his mind...'

"I was saying how the dark lord wishes for a few more followers he can trust before he takes his time of reigning and I mentioned you. How about it?"

Severus eyes widen at the thought of becoming one of the Dark Lord's...what were they called? Death Eaters. Did he want to give up his life completely. Yes he had given up on trying to be 'good' yes, he was completely fascinated with the Dark Arts and whatnot...but...did he want to serve some twisted guy who hated muggle-borns and half0breeds? It wasn't as if he had anything to live for though...

"I'll think about it."

"What's to think about?" Narcissa, chimed in. The blonde witch asked, sitting by her boyfriend Lucius. "Really, it's not as if you have a life. Now you have a chance to get one." She smirked at Severus her eyes always showed hatred for the boy, but he never knew why.

"Narcissa, I'd expect your relatives to say something like that to me but you?"

Hearing someone mentioning her cousin made her blood boil and she growled. "Do not mention that blood traitor around me!"

"Hit a nerve did I?" Snape sneered. "Good maybe a couple more and you'll look pretty." Snape's smug smirk grew wider when he saw her look of hate grow within her eyes. 'That's right. Hate me. Now I've given you a reason to.'

He lifted his gaze from the couple and looked out to the hall. Thoughts of that girl...Amelia was her name. Yes, thoughts of her filled his head. He wasn't exactly sure why.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Speaking of Amelia~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Amelia had just passed another full compartment. This was hopeless. Sighing she continued to walk and look. She finally found one. It had enough room for one more but did she want to sit with Lucius, Narcissa, Crabbe, Goyle and S-Severus. Bloody Hell Severus was in there. Any thoughts of reconsidering a different compartment left her mind.

Knocking on the door to the compartment and then opening it, she poked her head though. "Can I sit in here? Everywhere else is full."

Five eyes shot to her. They didn't know if she was Slytherin, since they couldn't see her robes yet. But before much decision could be made, questions flew up.

"And who are you?"

"What makes you think you can come in here?"

Narcissa jumped up, she didn't take lightly to people just walking in. And Amelia didn't take lightly to others pushing her around.

Looking over at Lucius, Amelia smiled politely. "I'm Amelia, 7th year slytherin." Then as she turned to Narcissa, the smile was quickly dropped and replaced with a rather vicious glare. "You really should learn to use your ears more then your giant mouth. Last I checked Black, I didn't think I could. I simply asked. Far be it from me to ever wonder why your grades are so low, lack of listening apparently is the probably. Or perhaps its because you spend more time in the mirror and less in the books."

Amelia smirked to herself. Her Slytherin attitude was one of the best so it was no surprise that no one at least noticed her by it if nothing else.

Narcissa stood there in shock, and anger. And Amelia knowing better then to leave her self unarmed, shoved her hand into her pocket, wrapping her fingers around her wand.

"At least I know how to use a mirror, unlike you."

Lucius smirked and settled back for the show. "This is getting good..." He told Crabbe and Goyle who merely nodded both hoping to see a bit of action.

"I'd use a mirror, but it seems you're ''naturally good looks''-" She used qoutation marks to make her point. "has broken them all. How do you expect me to use a broken mirror?"

"Anything would help you. What with your plain green eyes, and your...well words can't even explain that hair."

Amelia stared at Narcissa. The feeling to cry and run eating away at her, but she wouldn't. No. Not when Severus was watching. She'd stand there and show how strong she could be.

"My green eyes aren't plain, my hair is nice and apparently you need glasses cause you're not seeing me. Besides, there's more to a girl then looks."

"What? Smarts? We just went though this. You don't have any."

It was one thing to insult her looks. It was a complete other thing to insult her intelligence. Instantly her defense was up quicker then anything and her wand was out, pointing at Narcissa. Several curses ran though her mind to use.

"Oh now it's a duel? This is an interesting ride." Narcissa removed her wand and pointed it at Amelia with a smirk.

"Crucio!"

"Expecto Patronum!"

Eyes widen as Narcissa sent the unforgivable curse at Amelia. It wasn't something new, Narcissa tended to fight dirty when she could. And they all expected to see Amelia fall to the ground in pain, but she didn't.

Out of Michelles wand came an otter shaped black like. Which was different from the usual pratonus. Her otter blocked the unforgivable easily and then shot it back at Narcissa. The otter bit her on the leg, sending the pain of the curse though her.

[[A/N: The black Expecto Patronus that is mention here, I read about in another fanfiction and thought it was a cool idea. No I don't know if it can really happen, and no I don't take credit for that part.]]

Narcissa fell back and held her leg in pain, her eyes sought out Amelia. No doubt she was a bit frighten by what just transpired.

"W-what the bloody hell was that?"

Pocketing her wand, Amelia crossed her arms and scoffed.

"It's the dark arts. A regular protronus is produced by your most happiest memory. A dark protonus is produced by your most darkest, saddest memories. It's the best thing to use against an unforgivable. It takes the curse and sends it back with pain doubled. DADA, my dear. Now what was that about me not having any smarts?"

Smiling, Amelia pit her stuff up on the rack and took the empty seat near Severus. She didn't know whether to be nervous or excited, but she felt both.

"Who said you could stay in here!" Narcissa asked venomly still not happy about the outcome of what happen.

"Narcissa, she knocked you on your arse. I'm pretty sure she doesn't care what you have to say..." Lucius replied as Creble and Goyle nodded in agreement. Defeated and embarrassed Narcissa took her seat next to Lucius and spend the rest of the ride glaring at Amelia trying to find a way to get back at her.

Lucius had stopped talking about the Dark Lord while Amelia was present. Slytherin or not he didn't know where her loyalities lay, and didn't want to take a chance. Instead he talked of Quidditch with the others while Severus remiained calm not letting his nervous exterior show in the presence of Amelia.