A/N: Hi guys! I was surprised how many people liked my story…I didn't think it was that good, but…You guys really brought a smile to my face, so I decided to make this a multi-chapter tale. Here's hoping you remain intrigued…
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"Everyone's been missing you," George told Selena as they walked the halls after they had gotten clean. "Mum's beside herself thinking that I'll never find a bride and that it must be my fault that you're not around. Dad…well, he's too busy to care right now, but I'm sure he'd be upset too. And Fred, you won't believe the earful I got when he heard that you left me Stunned at the house. An absolute earful, I tell you."
Selena smiled at him, her broom slung over his shoulder so casually. "And you're telling me all this, why?"
"Because you're going to have to write my parents and visit Hogsmeade to show my better half that you are back with me." George paused, pulling her to a stop. "We are together, aren't we?"
Selena bit her bottom lip nervously and looked around them. A few stray students walked by, but none were paying her any attention. "George, I…"
"Don't make me beg," George whispered, caressing her face with a gentle hand. "Not anymore. If you need proof that I love you, I'll shout it to the world."
"George, please don't do that."
"All right you have me convinced," George said before clearing his throat. "I LOVE SELENA MARIE LEA CHARIS!" he shouted in the middle of the front hall.
Selena's face flushed with color as her name and echoed around the hall and she punched George in the side. "George!"
George smiled and grabbed her hand, smoothing his thumb over the back of it. "What is it pet? I'm absolutely mad about you."
"Positively daft," Selena muttered as he kissed her knuckles. "George, you have to be more subtle about our relationship or people could get hurt. Do you want people to look down on you because you've crossed the very solid wall that has stood between Gryffindor and Slytherin for ages?"
"Ah, walls are meant to be knocked over." He firmly held her hand as they walked towards the dining hall. "And I'm not afraid to admit that I fell in love with a Slytherin."
"I'd rather be with Madame's school again," Selena muttered, shaking her head. "Really George, you were much better off if you didn't know me."
"Right."
"Miss Charis," Snape's voice caused Selena and George to stop.
"Yes Professor?" Selena asked, playing civil for now. She noticed how his eyes locked on her linked hand with George. "Is there something I can help you with?"
"Besides a handy-shandy," George added with a bright smile.
Selena elbowed George and tried not to squirm under the hateful, blistering look Snape sent their way. Snape's dark eyes turned to Selena once more.
"I wanted to congratulate you on the victory over Ravenclaw," Snape said in his dangerously low voice. "It seems you disappeared before the others could congratulate you."
"I'm sorry Professor, but I -"
"Had better people to do," George supplied with an even bigger smile.
Snape gave off the most oppressive feeling of hate. Selena wanted to tell him that he had no right to be so hateful towards George. That she didn't belong to him and that just because she was his new star pupil that he didn't have absolute control over her. Then again, she also didn't want him to witness George acting the part of a joking pervert.
"Professor, I'm going to go have a bite to eat and then hopefully I'll be prepared for the congratulations of your team."
"It is our team, Miss Charis," Snape corrected. "I had hoped that that would have been made clear to you when you came here after the Tri-Wizard Tournament, but…" He glanced at George. "Shouldn't you be elsewhere Weasley? Perhaps tending to your most recent batch of novelty items?"
"I'm just checking on my girlfriend, Severus," George told him, squeezing Selena's hand affectionately. "I'll be out of your greasy hair once I see that she has some decent food in her stomach. Honestly, how could you let her get so skinny? I thought you had feelings for her?"
Selena reddened in the face and quickly averted her gaze. Snape was silent for a moment, his eyes seeing through her and George.
He's a master of Occlumency, Selena reminded herself. He could see right through me if I hadn't trained with him and Voldemort.
"Mr. Weasley, my feelings for Miss Charis are no more than a Head of House feels for any pupil," Snape said in a dangerous voice. "No more than that."
"Well that's a relief. I thought I'd have competition for Selena – small competition but competition none the less." George pulled Selena around Snape. "Now excuse us, old boy, we'd like to get some food in our stomachs."
Snape made no move to follow Selena and George. Selena glanced over her shoulder as they entered the dining hall and saw that Snape was rubbing his left arm. She pulled a her hand free of George's and touched her left arm, feeling a prickle of pain shoot up her arm.
"That Severus," George commented, walking over to the Slytherin table with Selena. "He seemed quite heartbroken. Tell me, did you break his heart too, love?"
"George, you know nothing is going on between Snape and me. I don't go for much older men and I wouldn't go after him if I did." Selena sat down on the bench and started putting food on her plate. "He's…well, he's not my type."
"You have a type?"
"Red heads with a sense of humor."
George sat sideways on the bench beside her and leaned her broom against his knee. "Are you sure you're not into bleach blondes with upturned noses?"
Selena sent him a dangerous look. "George, don't go there."
"Well, I don't think it's fair that the git gets to see you more than I do. You're both in Slytherin and you're both in an exclusive club for purebloods."
"You're a pureblood."
"Blood traitor and proud of it," George said, taking a piece of chicken off her plate and popping it in his mouth. "Honestly, I wouldn't care if I was born of Muggle parents or even half-blood…I don't care what kind of blood you have either. I just care about loving you…" He smiled. "Well, that and making the best jokes and tricks in the world with my lonely twin. You don't have a long lost twin that we can show to Fred, do you?"
"For the twentieth time, no. I've looked, but there's no other Charis in the world related to me besides my mother." Selena looked up at the murky gray clouds of the enchanted ceiling. "George, I don't want you to get caught in the rain. Maybe you should go now."
"Ah, you're trying to get rid of me again. Well, I'm not letting that happen. I just so happen to have a room in the grand old village of Hogsmeade, so I can keep an eye on you. Fred will be ecstatic to see you."
"I'm sure."
"There you are!" Evelyn's happy voice rang out as the Metamorphagus hurried over. "I've been looking all over for you!"
"Did you check the special people's bathroom?" George asked with a cheery smile. "I could have stayed there with her all night, but it appears some of us need to have nourishment before expelling so much energy."
Evelyn's smile faltered. "Ew…"
"Does this mean you're back together?" Harry asked, having followed his girlfriend over to the table.
"Yes," Selena mumbled, sipping her pumpkin juice. "Unfortunately, he has something I need and I can't get it anywhere else."
"With anyone else," George corrected. "Ron, what's with the face?"
"I don't want to be related to her through marriage," Ron muttered, his hand firmly clasping Hermione Granger, the only girl in the world that Selena felt challenged by when it came to intelligence, who also happened to be Ron's girlfriend. "Because you know that's what comes next in this horrible match made in Hell, don't you? I can't believe it! My own brother, attached to a Slytherin! The daughter of You-Know-Who to boot!"
Everyone in the little gathering around Selena and George made a hushing sound at Ron. As much as Ron would love for the secret to be out there so that Selena would face public ruin, no one wanted to go against Dumbledore's orders that Selena's parents were Voldemort and a Death Eater was to be a secret that only a select few people knew about. Not even Evelyn knew about Selena's mother and they'd been friends for years and Evelyn was the niece of Dumbledore. Selena just couldn't break Evelyn's heart with the knowledge of her mother who had terrible connections with the death of Evelyn's mother.
"Ron, you're just mad because you know she's going to start beating you up again," Hermione pointed out with a smile. "You know she only does that because that's how she expresses her feelings for you."
"With hate and bitterness? No thanks."
Selena turned to face Ron and smiled coldly. "You had a few months of no hitting, jinxing, kicking, biting, and all that fun stuff…Maybe you should have enjoyed those moments while they lasted."
"You're mad, absolutely mad!" Ron declared, glaring at her. "What if I fight back?"
"Trust me, it only makes matters worse," George said and Evelyn nodded in agreement.
"Madame told me that I should be more ladylike, kinder and gentler," Selena said with a gentle French accent on her lips. "But Madame is not here, so I can do whatever I want, short of killing people that irritate me."
"That's what pranks are for, pet," George said, standing up. "Shall we go to the Slytherin common room? As much as I like holding your broom, I would like to put it down where it's safe, away from Malfoy's sadistic little hands."
Selena frowned, shuddering at a memory she didn't want to flash before her eyes. "Very well, but after you see me off at the entrance to the common room, you have to leave."
"What? Can't a bloke sneak a kiss from his lover, love?"
"Unfortunately boys always want more than a kiss," Evelyn said, affectionately touching Harry's arm. "It makes it very hard to be a good student or get some sleep."
Everyone knew by the smile on Evelyn's face that she didn't mind the way hormones made a boy act.
Selena stood up and looked at her circle of friends. She had been content with one friend when she was younger – Evelyn – because that seemed to be the number of people who could tolerate her. Now because of that same lone friend, Selena had a growing number of friends. Maybe not in her own House, but in the school she had made more friends than enemies. She knew she'd miss them she realized when the year was over because she'd likely never see any of them but Granger, Weasley, Potter, Evelyn ever again.
"Selena," Evelyn starting to speak in rapid French so that the others wouldn't understand. "Is something wrong? Is it your arm?"
Selena nodded. "It's been prickling for awhile now," she replied smoothly in French. "I haven't given it much thought, but Severus…"
"What about Snape?" George asked, looking between the two French girls.
Selena pushed George away and grabbed Evelyn's arm, pulling her towards the hall. "He's been awfully uptight all of a sudden. And he's even rubbing his arm. I'm afraid we won't be able to resist summons to my father's side if he gets anymore persistent in his anger." Selena searched her friend's eyes. "Has Harry's scar been bothering him lately?"
"Yes, but that's nothing to get worried about, is it?" Evelyn whispered, looking concerned. "Selena, you can't risk sneaking out of the school with Snape just to see what's making your father so upset. Dumbledore won't let you risk yourself like that. What if You-Know-Who sees through you and Snape? They don't call him the best user of the Unforgivable Curses for no reason."
Selena's bright green eyes darkened. The secret of her mother on the tip of her tongue, Selena decided to proceed with caution. "I'm not looking to run off with Snape to visit with the other Death Eaters, but if Dumbledore asks me to check in on them, I'll have to do it. There's no reason that a couple of months of school should keep me from leaving school grounds. It obviously didn't keep George and Fred from leaving when Toad was in control."
"Yes, but -"
"Evelyn, calm down. I'm not going anywhere for now. I just got back together with George and I'm not about to break the news to my father. He was furious when I called off the relationship, I don't want to see his face when he finds out that I'm back with George." A flash of irritation crossed her face. "The Ministry's still intercepting owls from the school, so I don't know how else I'm going to keep contact with the Death Eaters that Voldemort makes me stay in contact with."
"You'll think of something," Evelyn told her as they walked down a flight of stairs. "Like having them meet you somewhere dressed in their Death Eater's finest when you really just want them to end up getting caught by the Ministry."
Selena smiled sadly. "If only that were true, but the Death Eaters still don't trust me as much as they should considering the time I've spent with them. They just don't like me, even when I've killed people to prove my allegiance with Voldemort…"
"That's a bad habit of yours," Evelyn stated, shaking her head. "You need to stop killing people. Unless they're Death Eaters. Honestly, do you want to get sent to Azkaban for the crime of killing innocent people?"
Selena shook her head. "Evelyn, you know I don't want to end up in Azkaban. I'm not going to get caught by any of the Ministry and Dumbledore has already forgiven me for all the lives lost. Besides, it's not like I'm killing off any of the good guys."
"But you are killing. That scares me, Selena. What if you go off the deep end and swear absolute allegiance to You-Know-Who?"
The people in a painting on the wall waved to them as they passed. Selena wasn't in a sunny enough of mood to wave back. She watched Evelyn wave and continued down another pathway, leading her to the Slytherin common room. Behind her, she could hear Harry and George talking as they followed. She knew if they entered the common room, her fellow Slytherin housemates would be very unhappy.
"This is as far as I'm taking any of you," Selena stated once Harry and George caught up with them, speaking in English once more.
"Fat chance in Hell," George said, slipping an arm around her shoulders. "I'm going in there with you."
"No George," Selena muttered, taking her Firebolt from him. "I don't want you to start anything with anyone. I already have enough hate from my housemates, I don't need any more."
George looked down at her with a frown on his face for a moment. "Merlin, 'lena! I just can't get enough of you…but if you want me gone for now, I'll go."
"Thank you."
George leaned down and kissed her gently. Selena smiled half-heartedly at him, wishing that she could go home with him, but knowing she had to face her enemies. Evelyn hugged her before trotting away with Harry in tow.
"I love you," Selena whispered before turning away.
She walked the rest of the way to her common room, whispering the password to the painting blocking her way. All the while, her body grew colder and so did her attitude. She walked through the passageway a different person. And her eyes landed on the boy who had caused her so much harm in her time away from George…
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A/N: So what's going to happen next and who is the person who had caused her so much harm? Guesses are welcome in the reviews page and I'd like to know what you really think of this story so far, so please don't feel shy and don't be lazy. I love having reviews, even mean ones, so have at it. Thanks! ~ Scarlet
