The next day, Samantha woke up at six and went to the Quidditch field. Come
on, levitate, she thought, concentrating hard.
"What are you doing?" asked Harry, looking at her curiously.
Samantha ignored him, and just kept jumping up and down.
Harry then saw her amulet, and felt a pain on his scar, and smacked it. Samantha stopped jumping and looked at him. Must be wanting attention again, she thought.
"Where'd you get that amulet?" he asked, trying to get used to the pain.
"Oh this?" she said, looking at it. "It's just something my friend gave me, you know, the author of The Forbidden Magic. He's the only friend I know of, except Hagrid and Uncle Dumbledore, but he's my age."
"Where'd he get it?" he asked.
"Can you stop asking questions, I'm trying to concentrate," she said sternly.
"But…" he said, but then saw the misery in Samantha's eyes. She's always been alone, he thought. He then sat down on the grass and watched her trying to fly.
"Come on fly," said Samantha under her breath. She then floated about a feet off the ground. "Yes! Woo!!"
"Wow!" said Harry amazed.
"Oof!" said Samantha, falling back down. "Darn!" Then it started raining. Why is this always happening to me, thought Samantha. She sat on the ground looking at the sky.
Harry ran over. "Let's go, you don't want to stay here," he said, extending his hand to pick her up.
Samantha stood up without taking his hand. "Harry Potter, why are you keep being so nice?"
Harry shrugged. "You just seem like an interesting and amazing person."
Samantha laughed, walking away. "Interesting, amazing. Usually people refer to me as strange and weird," she said laughing.
Harry chuckled. It started to rain even harder. He then put his cloak around Samantha and started to run towards the castle. Samantha then felt a warmth inside her. She felt like she could fly forever, run as fast as she can, or just do something impossible. When they were under the shelter of the castle. Samantha smiled a radiant smile. The most beautiful smile Harry has seen.
Harry and Samantha stared at each other, feeling warm even though it was freezing cold.
"Well, I have to get to the Great Hall," said Samantha breaking the stare.
"Oh um… okay, bye," said Harry, smiling.
The classes ended for the afternoon. Everyone had already had their lunch and went up to their common rooms. It was a nice day to sit next to the fireplace and drink a hot butterbeer and watch the rain hitting the window. Samantha, however, was in the Great Hall, finishing up her lunch since she got there late. She also was reading the finishing to 'The Forbidden Magic'.
"What are you still doing here?" asked Harry, sitting next to Samantha.
Samantha smiled, and said, "I'm just reading." She took a bite out of an apple and drank some butterbeer.
"Do you want to go and play Chess?" he asked.
"Well…um… sure," she said closing her book. They went up the stairs laughing. Harry entered the common room first and Samantha followed.
"Harry, so the…" she started, but then stopped. Everyone in the common room was staring at her. She then saw Ron. He was all beaten up. His clothes were ripped and blood dripped from his arm, and his hair was a mess. Hermione was supporting him.
"Ron, are you okay? What happened?" she asked, concern.
"Don't act so innocent," said Hermione, glaring at her.
"What do you mean?" Samantha asked in confusion.
"You tried to kill Ron," said George, holding Ron up on his right side.
"WHAT?" she exclaimed. She then looked at Harry. "You don't believe this, do you?" Harry stayed silent and that was all she needed to answer her question. Samantha then stormed out of the common room. She ran up the stairs until she reached the very top of the castle.
"Tyler, I miss you," cried Samantha. She slid down the wall and hugged her knees and started to cry.
'What's wrong?' asked a voice. (Could read each others' minds.)
'I hate it here.'
'What happened?'
'They think I tried to kill someone.'
'What? Do you want to me to come there?'
'I don't know. I'm really confused right now. I wish you were here.'
'I know, but that is Forbidden. People are afraid if you and I are together, that He would rise and then destroy everything.'
'I know, but I hate this.'
'Just hang in there.'
"Is that what really happened?" asked Harry, sitting next to Ron in the Hospital Wing.
"She just jumped out of no where, and then started to blow these energy looking things at me," said Ron, flinching at the medication.
"Are you sure it was her?"
"Pretty sure," he said a little doubtfully.
A few months past, there was no sign of Samantha. Dumbledore sent out a search party, but there was still no sign of her.
"What do you suppose happened to her?" asked Ron. Harry didn't listen. He was staring at the fireplace, regretting that he didn't believe her. Where are you Samantha, he thought.
"Maybe, we were too harsh," said Hermione.
Ron nodded.
'Harry.' Harry heard a faint voice, of Samantha's.
"Samantha?" said Harry standing up. Ron and Hermione stared at him. "Didn't you hear that?"
"Uh… hear what?" asked Hermione.
'Harry…please help me.'
"That!"
"I don't hear anything," said Ron. Harry then ran out of the room and went to Samantha's room. No one was in there and there was an eerie silence. Harry looked around. He then saw who he was looking for.
"Midnight!" he said. The cat looked at him curiously. "Come on, where's Samantha?"
"Meow?"
"I know you can talk. Now help me find Samantha."
"Samantha's going to kill me."
"She's in danger."
"What are you doing?" asked Harry, looking at her curiously.
Samantha ignored him, and just kept jumping up and down.
Harry then saw her amulet, and felt a pain on his scar, and smacked it. Samantha stopped jumping and looked at him. Must be wanting attention again, she thought.
"Where'd you get that amulet?" he asked, trying to get used to the pain.
"Oh this?" she said, looking at it. "It's just something my friend gave me, you know, the author of The Forbidden Magic. He's the only friend I know of, except Hagrid and Uncle Dumbledore, but he's my age."
"Where'd he get it?" he asked.
"Can you stop asking questions, I'm trying to concentrate," she said sternly.
"But…" he said, but then saw the misery in Samantha's eyes. She's always been alone, he thought. He then sat down on the grass and watched her trying to fly.
"Come on fly," said Samantha under her breath. She then floated about a feet off the ground. "Yes! Woo!!"
"Wow!" said Harry amazed.
"Oof!" said Samantha, falling back down. "Darn!" Then it started raining. Why is this always happening to me, thought Samantha. She sat on the ground looking at the sky.
Harry ran over. "Let's go, you don't want to stay here," he said, extending his hand to pick her up.
Samantha stood up without taking his hand. "Harry Potter, why are you keep being so nice?"
Harry shrugged. "You just seem like an interesting and amazing person."
Samantha laughed, walking away. "Interesting, amazing. Usually people refer to me as strange and weird," she said laughing.
Harry chuckled. It started to rain even harder. He then put his cloak around Samantha and started to run towards the castle. Samantha then felt a warmth inside her. She felt like she could fly forever, run as fast as she can, or just do something impossible. When they were under the shelter of the castle. Samantha smiled a radiant smile. The most beautiful smile Harry has seen.
Harry and Samantha stared at each other, feeling warm even though it was freezing cold.
"Well, I have to get to the Great Hall," said Samantha breaking the stare.
"Oh um… okay, bye," said Harry, smiling.
The classes ended for the afternoon. Everyone had already had their lunch and went up to their common rooms. It was a nice day to sit next to the fireplace and drink a hot butterbeer and watch the rain hitting the window. Samantha, however, was in the Great Hall, finishing up her lunch since she got there late. She also was reading the finishing to 'The Forbidden Magic'.
"What are you still doing here?" asked Harry, sitting next to Samantha.
Samantha smiled, and said, "I'm just reading." She took a bite out of an apple and drank some butterbeer.
"Do you want to go and play Chess?" he asked.
"Well…um… sure," she said closing her book. They went up the stairs laughing. Harry entered the common room first and Samantha followed.
"Harry, so the…" she started, but then stopped. Everyone in the common room was staring at her. She then saw Ron. He was all beaten up. His clothes were ripped and blood dripped from his arm, and his hair was a mess. Hermione was supporting him.
"Ron, are you okay? What happened?" she asked, concern.
"Don't act so innocent," said Hermione, glaring at her.
"What do you mean?" Samantha asked in confusion.
"You tried to kill Ron," said George, holding Ron up on his right side.
"WHAT?" she exclaimed. She then looked at Harry. "You don't believe this, do you?" Harry stayed silent and that was all she needed to answer her question. Samantha then stormed out of the common room. She ran up the stairs until she reached the very top of the castle.
"Tyler, I miss you," cried Samantha. She slid down the wall and hugged her knees and started to cry.
'What's wrong?' asked a voice. (Could read each others' minds.)
'I hate it here.'
'What happened?'
'They think I tried to kill someone.'
'What? Do you want to me to come there?'
'I don't know. I'm really confused right now. I wish you were here.'
'I know, but that is Forbidden. People are afraid if you and I are together, that He would rise and then destroy everything.'
'I know, but I hate this.'
'Just hang in there.'
"Is that what really happened?" asked Harry, sitting next to Ron in the Hospital Wing.
"She just jumped out of no where, and then started to blow these energy looking things at me," said Ron, flinching at the medication.
"Are you sure it was her?"
"Pretty sure," he said a little doubtfully.
A few months past, there was no sign of Samantha. Dumbledore sent out a search party, but there was still no sign of her.
"What do you suppose happened to her?" asked Ron. Harry didn't listen. He was staring at the fireplace, regretting that he didn't believe her. Where are you Samantha, he thought.
"Maybe, we were too harsh," said Hermione.
Ron nodded.
'Harry.' Harry heard a faint voice, of Samantha's.
"Samantha?" said Harry standing up. Ron and Hermione stared at him. "Didn't you hear that?"
"Uh… hear what?" asked Hermione.
'Harry…please help me.'
"That!"
"I don't hear anything," said Ron. Harry then ran out of the room and went to Samantha's room. No one was in there and there was an eerie silence. Harry looked around. He then saw who he was looking for.
"Midnight!" he said. The cat looked at him curiously. "Come on, where's Samantha?"
"Meow?"
"I know you can talk. Now help me find Samantha."
"Samantha's going to kill me."
"She's in danger."