Mate of a Vampire, Veela, and a Siren: Chapter 3
( Disclaimer, see chapter 1, and on with the story...)
Samantha was tossing and turning and talking in her sleep, and sweating profusely, ''Expecto- NO!'' Her familars were mewling and pawing at her trying to wake her up, failing miserably both kittens were busy trying to figure out how to wake up their mistress- until Lipshun had landed on her head, ''Damnit! you two!'' She swore as she rubbed her head for a few moments, and sat back up as the two kittens were purring and cuddling up to her again, in an apology, as Samantha sat there remembering it her ordeal as if it were yesterday, while bringing her legs up to her chest and placing her hands on the back of her neck crying, the memories will never leave her be!
The day before Voldemort had abducted Samantha, she had kissed Harry infront of the dark lord...
Getting up and taking out her pensive, still covered in sweat and her voice was hoarse, talking to her pets ''I dont know you two, *looking at her kittens* will I ever find peace and happiness?'' She had asked, 'was that so much to ask?' she had thought to herself, while leaning over the pensive...
~Samantha's Pensive Memory~
Samantha was in Voldemort's dungeons' being tortured, after she was abducted from what was left of Salem, she was held there for a month being beaten daily, starved, and dementors were patrolling the cell keeping her nice and weak. Right after Samantha had killed Knott, Wormtail, Avery, and Bellatrix's husband Rudolfis Lestrange right infront of the already highly unstable woman, and spat in the face of Lord Voldemort! But still he was far from angry, he almost seemed amused, everynight and everyday he tried to 'convince' and entice her to join him as his queen and kill Harry Potter for him.
And Samantha would always fire back at him, with a 'no,' or 'death is more appealing!' She was tired, weak, hungry, and starting to reconsider, but she had kept to her morals; she Samantha Angelina Snape, would never turn coat over to the dark side! Going on a month now, Samantha was sarting to give up all hope of being rescued, she knew that her wands were taken- Salems that were amidextrus could fight with two wands if they desired- she found a flaw in Voldemort's plan in order to keep her a servant, or 'queen', during the changing of the guard it was about a 15 minuet delay give or take.
She also had noticed that her two wands were laying on a simple mahogany desk, Samantha also was well aware of her not being chained on this night- whenever Voldemort was in the mood to hurt her he would grab the chains on the wall about three feet from her and chain her, or whenever he was in a 'giving' mood he would hold two objects in the air and ask her which one would she prefer; one night Bellatrix had snuck down to Samantha's holding cell with Crabbe and Goyle as they held the going on 17 year old girl down the unstable woman had craved her certain areas of flesh cruelly with a rusted dull death eater dagger!
Her poor father must be worried about her, not to menton all of her friends and all of her family; Samantha saw her chance this was as good as any, she gathered all of her power and all of her will, by war crawling to the bars,
and as she then reached for the bars to support herself she was using the to pull her weak and battered body up.
Reaching her hand through the bars willing herself and her power one wand flew at her hand, and she quickly hid it in her tattered clothing and the other she had done the same, Samantha knew that Voldemort had no knowledge of who was her godmother; that meant that she could stay with her until she was well enough to go and aid her friends.
Samantha had heard some foot steps sounding like high heeled shoes, noticing that one of the death eater guards were coming after the dementors had left, they had no idea of her powers! Samantha acted fast, improvising, trying to come up with a good fool proof escape plan; of course! Bellatrix it was her turn to 'guard' her tonight! Samantha would gload her into freeing her to beat her...
''Well, Samantha, I get the privilage of babysitting you tonight, so says the Dark Lord.'' The young teen was smiling inside as Bellatrix was sitting upon the mahogany desk cross-legged, and pouting, ''That will give us time to have a girl to girl chat,'' Samantha had rasped, while looking at the dearranged woman ''Pitty,'' Samantha had playfully pouted, ''What was that?'' Belltrix asked looking over at the beaten down girl in great anger that came to Hermione's aid; ''So Bella, how have you been, lately? Any new hubbies since I killed yours!'' That did it! ''Bitch! I'll kill you!'' She screamed while unlocking Samantha out of her cell, and pulling her out by her hair- that was dirty and covered in dried blood as was the rest of her smooth and pale flawless skin was now covered in ugly gashes and bruises, Samantha was then kicked a few times in the back; before the physco bitch turned around; Bellatrix had made a big mistake by looking away for a moment.
Samantha quickly gathered her strength and stood up with her wands in both of her hands, ''Petrificus Totalus!'' Samantha had screamed while Bellatrix was turning back around with the rusty old knife, and a whip, but as
soon as Samantha had said the enchantment; the crazy bitch's hands and arms had locked to her sides and fell down to the ground hard! Samantha then pointed her wands at the now petrified woman, ''Wingardium Leviosa.'' She chanted, while levitating her in the cell and locking the door, hiding the key, also making sure that she had a head start, ''Accio Bellatrix's wand.'' To which the wand had floated to her and Samantha then placed it on the desk; before
leaving, she turned around and said ''How dare Rudolfis die without saying goodbye, it's bad manners...'' Samanthat then smiled and left, she then ran as fast as her legs could carry her.
She had managed to fight through couple of the grunts, and take other routes that didn't have dementors watching, and she- Samantha- an unregistered animagus, looking around again, before sneaking out of the window feeling the cool rain upon her dirty and abused skin, opening her mouth allowing some of the water to aid her; while she was on the roof of the massive hideout, before transforming into a raven. As her body contorted into a raven, her favorite bird, Samantha then flew the hell out of there hoping against hope that her will and powers and her adrenilne would hold out until she had gotten to her godmother's manor. As she flew over head, a good while into the flight- flying wearily, watching for the right tree that was a clue that she was almost there.
Samantha was started to get weaker and more tired, due to the fact that he- Voldemort- barely fed her, 'Almost there,' she willed herself more and more, on this night that she had escaped she had overheard a conversation with Voldemort and some of the death eaters that he would not be there to 'help Samantha see the error of her thinking' because he was going to get the 'Mudblood Granger' as he called her, Samantha had to protect her! 'Please body hold for me a bit longer,' and she focused everything that she was and more to find her godmother, then
she saw it!
Samantha had made it to Malfoy Manor, ''Cissa, please be okay!'' She prayed while running to the secret passage ways that the servants use, as she entered through the passage ways thankful that there were no servants during the
nights. Running fast as she could, while holding onto the lavish walls, she had heard voices through one of the walls, one was Draco's, the others were Narcissa and Lucius and there was another belonged to Hermione? Of course the highly intellegent muggle born and her dear blonde dragon are dating... She was too tired to think, the blood loss was too great, her hunger, her body was dying for aid!
''Father, any word as to where is Samantha?'' Draco asked with a hint of worry in his voice, ''No Draco, The Dark Lord has been very secretive, not even Harry could see throughly into his mind to try to find her, about where he has taken her, I have been secretly taking some memebers of the order to the places where he goes and harms people who defy him, or for the joining...'' Came Lucius's sexy drawl, he too also had that slight worried tone within his throat, more than Draco, ''I feel that she is alive.'' Came Narcissa's voice with the same worried tone, and shaken with fear and very
deep concern- she was a mother after all and she considered her godchildren her's, ''Alive but very weak,'' She finished, Hermione remained quiet for a minuet, then her face had lit up in surprise, as if she discovered the fountain of youth, ''Wait a minuet, how did Pansy know about Salem being destoryed? And better yet, how did she know exactly where Samantha was station alone during Voldemort's attack that night?'' Three looked at her, true how did she know? Draco then put his arm around Hermione tightly, he knew that his crazy bitch of an aunt had tramintized his angel, by carving that awaful name into his perfect Hermione's arm; first things first the two Malfoy men had decided to go looking for Samantha it the morning.
Until Samantha had made herself known, by slowly walking in the room, holding onto the opened door frame, no one noticed her due to the fact that they were having their heads down looking through parchments and books, trying to get a hint they even pulled out some old maps! And that she was quiet, ''I'm ok,'' Her very hoarse voice had annouced, all four heads had popped up quickly to see the girl that had been missing for a month!
She slowly gimped towards the closest person, which was Lucius who walked to her seemingly with a blink of an eye, tipping her chin weakly up to his 6'4''stature, and meeting his burning and worried stare and from what she could muster ''Help...me...'' Before fainting in his arms.
~~~ End of Samantha's memory~~~
Samantha, who was sweating more profusely as she was being thrusted out from her pensive memory; fallen onto her side on the floor, breathing hard, her now loose braid was fallen out and her hair was now damp laiden with sweat and in her face. Her kittens walked over to her by hopping from the bed and onto the floor and purring and nuzzling her; trying to soothe her.
Which it had worked for awhile, Samantha then looked up Lipshun was at eye level with her while Sysiroe was tenderly nuzzling her left side. The girl smiled, her kittens were looking out for their mistress, ''Lets go to bed babies, mommy
is going to take a potion to help her sleep...'' She then gathered the kittens in her arms and they were placed on the bed, as their mistress went and got a vile with a sleeping draught...
~~~~ At that moment, in Lucius Malfoy's bedroom, during the time when Samantha had her nightmare...~~~~
Lucius's cold blue eyes had snapped awake when he had sensed that something was very wrong with his little raven haired witch, he then got out of his bed, the veela/siren had noticed that he was sweating like 'he' was having the nightmare. As he had placed his hand onto the mirror and had said the same enchantment as earlier this evening ''Seeahing, Memtario, Samantha Snape,'' The image of his mate, his Samantha had appeared back in the mirror's reflection rather than his own. She was thrashing around in her bed, muttering screaming in her sleep ''Expecto- NO!'' then she had sat up in a cold sweat panting very hard and putting her now unruly bedhead in her bent knees, with her hands clasped over her neck's nape.
This worried him, why wasn't she asleep peacfully, he then heard her somewhat muffled sobs, this had torn at him wishing that he would be by her side when her night terrors, before the dark lord's defeat, he could tell that his little Samantha was tramatized by the dark wizard; hell, Lucius even feared him and the elder Malfoy never feared anyone!
The man had wished that whenever those horrid nights would rear their ugly head that he could hold her until they have passed, whenever would strike and holding her and telling her that she was safe...
Then his curiousity spiked when she was by her pensive, he watched how she tricked Bellatrix into releasing her to beat her... instead his Samantha had casted the Petrificus Totalus hex on on the lunatic, and fled to his manor, his sanctuary that would be only for her...
With the image of Samantha back on her bed with her kittens, and a sleeping draught, before he had gone to his pensive Lucius had extended his arm to the mirror and placing his hand back on it shutting his eyes making sure that she wouldn't have anymore terrors he had replaced them with something very wonderful and beautiful.
Lucius knew that Samantha loved unicorns and waterfalls and roses, so he had created a dream for her so that they wont show their ugly faces to ensure that she would sleep more soundly; he would go into her dreams
he would alter his appearance slightly and keep her safe, with Samantha taken care of, for the night, he then turned abit to get his pensive to look at that faithful night...
~~~~~ Lucius's Memory~~~~
Lucius wasted no time, before hoisting the unconious girl within his strong arms, ''Glompsy!'' Narcissa screamed for her house elf, *pop* ''Glompsy is here Mistress Narcissa, what can Glompsy do for you gentle mistress?'' Lucius was carrying Samantha up to his rooms, ''Call for our family healer, now!'' The little female house elf bowed and popped away doing what she was told, while the three Draco, Hermione and Narcissa ran upstairs to Lucius's rooms they have found her laying on his king size lavish bed, he was bathing and dressing her wounds; while Narcissa quickly ran to her god daughter's otherside with tears in the older woman's eyes.
Samantha was like a daughter to the woman, as Draco and Hermione got closer, Severus's daughter had suffered, ''Look mother...'' Draco said pointing at the prone girl's arms the words 'whore,' 'blood traitor,' 'mudblood lover' engraved into her skin, 'whore' was on her right arm, 'blood traitor,' was on her smooth curvy yet lean stomach, 'mudblood lover' was carved into her left arm, since her clothes were about ready to fall apart at the seams.
Hermione then looked down at her own arm, with tears, and back at the hateful and hurtful words that were carved onto Samantha's flesh ''It was Bellatrix,'' The three looked at her, ''How do you know, love?'' Draco asked just as confused as his parents looked.
Hermione then rolled up her sleeve and showed them, the words were identical, proving Hermione's theory right as her and Draco were helping the two older people with the girl's wounds ''Good God and heavens, what did he do to her?'' Asked Narcissa, on the verge of tears, and anger *pop!* ''Glompsy is here mistress Narcissa, and Glompsy had brought, the healer...'' ''Good job, Glompsy, enter Troy!'' Narcissa ordered, the elder man then came in and treated the girl's wounds very delicately, as he was done he then gave Lucius a vile of very deep red substance, ''Give her this twice a day, when she wakes, and put very little of it in some tea or in a broth and make her drink it, this potion will heal all her wounds. then give her green tea with only a pinch of belladonna, it will make her sleep and she will get better faster
she cannot be moved for at least five days!'' The elder healer had said as he left, Lucius then placed the vile onto the nightstand by his bed, sat by Samantha's prone frame holding her hand, ''Draco?'' The Malfoy patiarch had asked his son, ''Yes father?'' The boy replied ''Floo the order, and tell them that Samantha had managed to escape from The Dark Lord, she is weak and beaten but alive, we will give them the word when she wakes.'' Came his father's voice while his hand was still twined with Samantha's.
The four had decided to take turns watching over Samantha until she is well enough, Lucius had decided to take the first watch since he really doesn't go to bed until late. Narcissa had went to her rooms, reluctantly, Draco and Hermione went to his, to do what his father had asked of him and to be with Hermione, as Lucius adjusted the blankets around her, then sat back down on the chair that he had pulled by her to watch over her.
Reaching over and holding her hand, he had felt complete, her hand was so soft and delicate; standing up and leaning forward a bit and giving her a gentle kiss on her cheek and on her forehead, her other cheek; and his lips had brushed questiongly over her soft ones- slowly placing a kiss onto her lips, then he kissed her forehead once more.
He had dreamnt about her being in his bed, but not injured, Lucius dreamnt of the day that his mate his angel would be under him crying his name out in pleasure, he watched over her for three days; he didn't really remove himself from her side, only when Narcissa had made him, to get something to eat and to get refreshed; sometimes she even forced him to take a nap.
As Lucius then sat back down on his bed, still remembering, three days later her ocean blue eyes had opened slowly- she then looked around in her new surroundings- with her head still shaking a little. And noticed that Lucius was watching her, while holding her hand, ''Lu.. Lucius?'' He had tigthened his hold onto her hand, while his other to stroke her hair.
They both had heard Severus's and Harry's voices rung through the hallway to Lucius's rooms, as they opened the door Lucius had quickly- and reluctantly let go of her hand as Severus enetered the room, he immediately was by his only child's side ''Papa,'' She whispered, as he placed the back of her hand onto his cheek, and then placing it back down.
Harry then came in ''Samantha! I'm so sorry! I should've been there alot sooner!'' The boy who lived had gone to her otherside, and held her other hand ''It's... it's not your fault Harry, I.. dont blame you...'' Narcissa then came in with Draco and Hermione in tow, ''Samantha!'' The three had exclaimed while everyone was talking and bickering at once, it was giving both himself and Samantha headaches; he could tell that she was getting one by her constant shutting her eyes and holding her head.
She had sat up, slowly, Samantha then looked at her arms and noticed the slurrs engraved on her, still the bickering went on and on her father was blaming Harry, Hermione was trying to calm the two hot heads down. Draco and Narcissa were keeping the two apart; Lucius was sitting by her while holding her hand trying to calm her down.
Samantha then looked at him, the expression on her pale delicate face was filled with pain, sorrow, distain, the list would go on and on; Samantha finaly had enough ''Enough! please!'' They had stopped fighting, and listened to her, ''This is no ones fault, papa, I decided to patrol the nothern part of Salem, by myself, Harry wanted to go with me but I told him to go with Peppermint and Toni; I put up a fight somehow I don't know how I was knocked out; and I woke up in those dungeons. Everynight and everyday, he would try to threaten me or 'bribe' me to become his queen, and everytime I would tell him no. Then he had the dementors patrol my cell that he was keeping me in, he would beat me non stop, I was starved, and beaten, one night late Bellatrix and Crabbe and Goyle and Pansy snuck down to where I was being held... Crabbe and Goyle held me down... while Pansy was kicking me... Bellatrix then got a knife...
and did this to me!'' She then showed the people as it what had happened to her in her time of being abducted...
Lucius wanted to make those respondisble suffer and then die, if they were lucky, for touching what was his...
~~~~End of Lucius's pensive memory~~~~
He then sat back down on his bed, to watch Samantha sleep, getting back up- still in his night clothes- flooing to her room quietly, he needed to be near if only for a moment. Walking to her bed and seeing her kittens on the other side of her bed, on her pillow, with a sleepy eye each opened a bit; then they went back to sleep: Lucius then sat by her bed side, and gently scooping her up in his strong arms, to hold her in his lap; holding softly tenderly. Placing his lips to her ear ''Me nigra sum, cobra,'' He whispered softly, ''Angelus autem meus es tu,'' While kissing her temple, then pulling back, then gently kissing her lips, ''Tea amica mea,'' Lucius said as he pulled back; and placing her back in her original position.
Lucius then went back to his rooms and had gone to bed, it had taken all of his endurance and his will not to take her to his rooms and ravish her all night... with that in mind, he had gone back to bed...
(Chapter 3 ends, chapter 4 will be getting worked on, R&R! and yes I will be getting my other stories up soon! and the translations are as follows me nigra sum, cobra: i am your cobra, angelus autem meus es tu: you are my angel, and finally tea amica mea: you are my love...)