Sorry this chapter took so long! I've been victim of a severe case of writer's block... so... ya. The next chapter will be different. It will be from Samantha's point of view, then Sirius and Remus. Tell me what you think! I'm open to any suggestions!
She opened her eyes to find herself in a sunlit room, laying on a blood covered couch. She spat, clearing the blood out of her mouth and looked up when someone cleared their throat. It was none other than Albus Dumbledore, her Headmaster, and he looked very pleased to see her up.
"Better?"
"Much." She croaked. She guessed it was just after lunch, judging by the height of the sun. She gasped. "Remus."
"Pardon me?"
"Remus is probably feeling awful! It wasn't his fault at all!" She leapt to her feet, grabbing her wand from the table beside her and rushing out the door before Dumbledore could stop her. Unfortunately, the first person she ran into was her own brother, Severus, who looked absolutely livid.
"Where the hell have you been!?" He hissed, shoving her into the wall. She struggled, unable to get out his tight grip.
"It was a full moon, Severus. Where do you think I was?" She hissed back, annoyed at his ignorance. His eyes widened.
"You were with them. The Marauders."
"Yes. They're not so bad." Severus shook his head.
"You don't get it. Do you? They hate me and you hang out with them." He let go of Samantha's arms. "Anyway, I have to talk to you." She was pulled into an empty classroom, protective charms set up quickly.
"What do you have to talk to me about?" Both sat on a chair, facing each other.
"The Dark Lord." Severus replied, running his bony hands over his face, brushing his greasy, black hair away from his face. Samantha nodded. Her brother was a Death Eater. She wasn't okay with it, not in the least, but she had to except that this was what her brother wanted. "You have to become one of us."
"Why? You know I don't give a crap about all that foolish blood purity stuff." She was confused. Why would Severus force her to do something like this? He never did before.
"If you don't, he will kill me. Literally." He sighed, his head in his hands. "And you." Samantha bit her lip, torn between what she knew was right and her family. She nodded slightly.
"I'll do it."
"Are you sure?" Severus covered he small hand with his own.
"I'm positive. if anything, I can be a spy for Dumbledore." Samantha rationalized. She still thought she was basically committing suicide by agreeing to this, but there weren't any other options. Severus gave her a small smile, knowing that she was trying to keep it together. Her first day and a half at Hogwarts hadn't exactly been peaceful.
"Thanks, Sam."
"Oh, and I'm sorry about not talking to you after the feast. I was...slightly preoccupied." Samantha added, before getting up to go. Her brother sighed loudly, obviously disgusted with her choice to be with his tormentors and not him. "I am sorry, Severus! You know I didn't want to be in Gryffindor! I just wanted to make friends with people who are like me!" She turned to looked at him. His arms were crossed and he was glaring at her.
"You are nothing like them, Samantha! You don't torment people just because they exist! You are smart and respectable! You don't want to be disgraced by some ignorant prats! You are a Snape, and I wont stand for anything that stops me from making us one of the most respected wizarding families!" Severus argued.
"No one will respect a werewolf, Severus. No one. Sirius and James are irresponsible and not very bright, but Remus isn't all bad." She countered calmly. She wouldn't lose her temper with her brother. He was family, after all.
"Isn't bad? Have you seen how he slinks around, following his friends, making no choice for himself? He is the most pathetic and stupid creature I've ever seen!" He stood abruptly, backing Samantha up against the cold, stone wall. She gasped, her head hitting against it, beginning to throb.
"For your information, Severus, Remus is perfectly nice and I will stick to choosing my own friends." She growled, staring him down. She could already see that being a Death Eater suited him well.
"Then be it. I don't want anything to do with you as long as you're hanging around them. You're a disgrace to me and mother." He slammed her against the wall again, and she felt something warm and wet trickle down the back of her neck. Severus walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Samantha took a few moments to collect herself, and then started off towards Defense Against the Dark Arts.
She received some curious glances from some other students, but ignored them, making her way into the classroom and sitting down next to Remus, who wouldn't looked at her. She looked over at Sirius, who was sitting on her other sit and nudged him, making him look over at her. He jumped, but recovered, quickly whispering into her ear.
"You have blood all over your robes! Are you okay? What happened?" Samantha shrugged, her head still throbbing painfully. She wasn't ready to relive her argument with Severus. Sirius took her hand, and stood up, bringing her to her feet. "Professor, I'm going to take Samantha to the Hospital Wing. She's bleeding." THeir Professor nodded in acknowledgement, shooing them out the door. Naturally, everyone turned too look. She glanced at the mirror by the door, and saw her white, collared shirt covered in red, and her hair wet and matted. Sirius quickly guided her out the door and down to the Hospital Wing, where they were greeted by a very concerned Madam Pomfrey. The fussy old woman made her sit down on a bed and take off her robes, leaving her in her white shirt and black skirt.
"Does it hurt much?" The woman asked, gently untangling Samantha's hair to get a closer look.
"Not really. It did before, though. Now, it's just throbbing."
"I'm going to kill whoever did this to you!" Sirius growled, pacing back and forth.
"Please, don't." She begged. Madam Pomfrey glared at him.
"Mr. Black, I will have to ask you to leave if you can't calm yourself. Samantha will be just fine." He sighed loudly, sitting down on a chair next to the bed, wringing his hands.
"Yes, Ma'm." He replied respectfully. That must have been a first for him, because Madam Pomfrey looked shocked, covering it up as quickly as possible. She then continued examining the girl's head.
"I don't think you have a concussion, but I do think you should spend the day here, considering your little 'outing' last night." Samantha nodded, laying back on the bed while the woman carefully wrapped her head in a thin layer of gauze and left, going on to tend to other patients behind curtains.
"What exactly happened, Samantha? You were healed last night. I tried to spend the night with you and be there when you woke up, but Dumbledore wouldn't let me." Sirius looked up at the stunning, black haired girl laying on the bed, gazing at her intently.
"Sirius, I can't tell you the whole thing, but I will tell you all that I can." He nodded for her to go on. "It was Severus. He slammed me against a wall because we got into an argument."
"What was the argument about?"
"Um... mostly how he hated that I spent time with you guys last night."
"There's something else too. I can see it." Sirius tried to persuade her to go on, but should wouldn't.
"I told you, I can't tell you everything. I'm sorry." She shook her head sadly. She wished she could tell someone about her conversation with Severus, maybe take away some of the pain, but she couldn't. She might be mad at him now, but Severus was family, and you don't tell secrets about your family.
"I'm your friend! You can trust me!" Sirius reassured her. She still shook her head.
"I'm really sorry, Sirius. I trust you, but I can't tell anyone. Please understand." He sighed and nodded.
"Remus is upset. He wont look at any of us or talk to us. If you want, I can get him and James so they can see you." Sirius go up to go. She nodded, shifting positions on the bed.
"That would be nice." She said, quietly.
When the boys walked through the door, Samantha could see that Remus was there against his will. He was being dragged by Sirius and James, followed by a very nervous looking Peter. Silently, she patted the end of her bed, inviting Remus to sit on it. The boys picked him up and sat him on it, almost holding him down. The struggle jostled the bed, and she hit her head on the metal headboard, crying out in pain. Fresh blood soaked the bandage, and the three rowdy boys froze, looking up at her. All at once, they ran to get Madam Pomfrey, who changed Samantha's bandages and gave the boys a thorough scolding.
"You three should know better than to roughhouse on the bed of a girl in the fragile state that she is! Behave yourselves, or I will kick out out with more than the loss of the privilege to visit!" The older lady said sternly, her hand on her hips. The boys nodded, acknowledging her, but didn't seem to care, though they did calm down. Remus finally sat on her bed, looking guilty.
"Remus, it's okay. You weren't in control. I know that if you can learn to except who you are as a wolf, you wont be as afraid. The wolf will let you have some control." She put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"I mean... I've hurt James and Sirius before, but... but you're a girl!" He exclaimed, looking at her with true remorse in his eyes. She smiled at him, squeezing his arm gently.
"I'm fine! I've been trampled by Centaurs running full speed and I was fine!" He gave her a small smile in return, obviously still not okay with what he had done. "Why don't you boys run off. I've got to speak to Professor Dumbledore." She shooed them out of the Hospital Wing, just in time for the person she wanted to see most come in.
"Ah... Someone told me you might be in here." The old man walked in, seating himself on the same chair Sirius sat on. He smiled warmly at her. She forced a smile back.
"Professor, we need to talk."
