Well, here is another chapter. I hit a road block but it seems I found the detour so everything should be okay. I didn't want to post anything while I was stuck incase I killed the muse again like when I posted chapter three. So have fun and enjoy.

Major warnings and AN's are in first chapter. I still only own a handful of characters!

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Sarah grumbled all the way to the Great Hall the next morning, she had been up most of the night trying to figure out the Charms homework Flitwick had assigned even though his next class wasn't until Thursday. It would take the next two nights to finish it. And her homework for Transfiguration was one big blur to her.

"I'm gonna fail. The only thing I'll get good marks in is Potions. Dear Merlin and God, their expecting me to take O.W.Ls this year." Sarah gave Harry a terrified look. "What am I going to do?"

Harry remeber what Snape said the night before, "Ask 'Moine to tutor you. She's the smartest witch in the whole school. She'll have you understanding everything in no time." Harry beamed at her. "She'll be glad to help. She loves showing her brains."

"Thank you Harry." Hermoine sat down beside Sarah, "Is it really that difficult for you?" She asked the pale girl.

"Yes, it really is." Her voice did not reveal it but Hermoine's words stung her. She wished for the first time her Aunt had not been so lenient in her studies. It would have been a great help to know what to do.

"I would love to tutor you. I'm thinking of actually taking up teahing once I'm done with schooling." Hermoine smiled.

Sarah smiled back, it was hard to be anger with her most genius' were that way. "I'll be honored to be your first student." Sarah grumbled a little. "How do y'all do this everyday?"

"Do what?" Ron asked around a huge piece of sausage.

"Get up. Until three weeks ago I was just getting to bed in the last couple of hours. Sometimes I wouldn't go to sleep til nine." Sarah yawned. She picked at her breakfast, not used to having so many choices. Usually breakfast, which started whenever she decided to get out of bed, was yogurt or a piece of toast. She could not remember the last time so much had been placed infront of her.

"Here comes the mail." Someone farther up the table shouted, the owls began swooping in. Sarah ignored them until two letters were dropped in her lap by two different owls.

"Whats this?" She asked her self out loud. One letter was obviously sent from with in the school. It was sealed with the Headmaster's creast. The letters AD stood out with a fimilar look. "Harry, I think you were right." She showed him the creast. He understood immediately what she meant. She tore open the letter,

Miss Fayal, if you would be so kind as to meet me at the entrance to my office before your first class it would be a pleasure. Please have Mr Potter show you the way.

Headmaster Dumbledore

"I wonder what he wants." Sarah mummbled more to herself than to Harry; shrugging she put it aside and took up the next letter. This one was much more fimilar to her and with a wide grin she ripped it open,

Dearest Sarah,

How we've missed you these last few weeks. With the sudden death of Alana and your leaving it has left home and forest too quiet. Never did I realize that your laughter could be heard all the way to the Den. I'm writing to inform you that all of your things have been taken care of and will be safely where you left them upon your return. If you wish to remain in England for the holidays we will understand, but that in no right means you can be a stranger so there have better be a reply to this letter or I will sniff you out. Now my dearest niece I will let you get back to your breakfast. Now little one remember the past is the past.

Your Uncle Wolfery

"Uncle Wolfery? What kind of name is that?" Sarah had read the letter out loud for Harry, but most of the table in earshot had stop to hear what it had to say.

"He is a werewolf, so it's only a nickname. His real name is Alabastar and he hates that." Sarah was still smiling, she started to pull a piece of parchment from her bag when the wispering started. "As far as you're concerned," She address everyone in earshot, "What my American" she stressed this word. "Uncle is is none of your concern." There was a finality in her voice that reminded the Golden Trio and most of the rest of them of their Potions Professor. "Show me to the Headmaster's office?" She quipped, the smiling loving Sarah disappeared quickly behind a frigid mask.

"Sure," He gave Hermoine and Ron a nod before standing to show her the way. Once in the hall Harry quickly tried to patch things up, "You know they weren't saying anything mean. We had a werewolf for a teacher a couple of years ago. Nobody really had a problem with him except the Slytherians, but thats just because they hate everything."

"I get defensive. I just wanted people to understand that I wouldn't take that kind of bigotry. Now I've propably scared them all." Sarah fell into thought, it had been so long since she had been in the company of kids near her age. She had grown used to being surrounded by adults.

"Goodmorning Headmaster." Harry greeted the old wizard.

"Goodmorning Harry, and a good morning to you Miss Fayal, would you join me in my office?" Dumbledore smiled down at the young girl. "There is something I would like to discuss. Thank you Mr Potter you should head back to breakfast."

Dumbledore turned to the gargoyle, "Hersey's Kisses." The door swung open, "After you."

Sarah smiled at the password. She her self was a big kisses lover. Once settled with a cup a tea Sarah looked at the Headmaster, "What did you want to see me about sir?"

"Ah yes, it has come to my attention that you express a great passion for potions. Professor Snape had agreed to take you on as an apprentice, working with you durning one of your free periods each week. You would have to discuss with him which day would be adaqute." Dumbledore smile at the light in the young girls eye. "Of course you'll have to make sure it doesn't interfer with your studies with Miss Granger."

"Of course," Too excited about the prospects of working with a real Potions Master she did not question how he already knew about that. "Thank you so much sir. You have no idea what this means to me."

"Do not thank me. It was the Professor's idea." Dumbledore smiled, "You should be heading off now Miss Fayal. You wouldn't want to be late to your first class."

"Yes.. Thank you sir. Thank you." Sarah left the room, still grinning at her opportunity she was being handed.

"Thank you Albus." Severus emerged from the shadows having watched the happiness spread across her face. Knowing that he had put it there made him swell with pride.

"As I said dear Severus, I do believe Father and Daughter have been seperated far too long. And having Miss Granger tutor her will help her greatly also. What wonderful ideas you have Severus." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled at the look on Severus' face, it glowed with pride and love. Even after so many years apart the man held a special place in his heart for his daughter.

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Sarah skipped down the halls towards Divination nothing in the world could have destoryed the mood she was in. Suddenly, because she was not looking where she was going she slammed into the back of someone. She and her assulated went down hard.

"Oh my, I'ama so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going and I was just so happy. Dear me, let me help you up." She helped the boy she had knocked down up to his feet. There were only two things that really made Sarah's accent stand out: one was when she felt she needed to be overly nice.

"Look where your..." The boy turned around.

"Jeez, you aint hurt are ya?" Sarah started looking over the boy then finally at his face. "Oh hello." She smiled.

"I'm Draco Malfoy." Draco held out his hand.

"Sarah Fayal, I'm new here. First year, but not a first year... Sixth year." Draco's smile dropped slightly.

"Your the girl with werewolf blood." He backed up a bit a sneer on his face.

"Oho! I may have an uncle whos a werewolf, but Mr. I-was-about-to-flirt-my-head-off, you aint gonna be looking down on me." She gave him her worse glare, the one she reserved for assholes who needed to be knocked down a few pegs. The other time her accent truly showed was when she was angry.

"Oh..." Draco not used to being called out was almost at a loss for words, almost. "Listen mudblood.."

"Thats it get'um up!" She held up her fist, Draco laughed. "You expect me fist fight you. Why not use your wand?" Draco went to raise his wand but found it knocked from his hand faster than he could see Sarah move.

"Hows about we settle like this, or are you too chicken to fight'a girl?" Sarah knocked Draco back with a tap. "Now stop this right now. Are you some neanderthal?"

"C'mon was'the matter. Can't fight?" She went at him again, sheer will kept Draco from getting punched in the face and if the soft tap she had given him earlier was to be that just a soft tap; the punch may have knocked him out.

"What is going on here!" A cold voice boomed in the empty hall. Sarah turned to find Professor Snape striding toward them. 'No' she thought.

"Sir, this this... beast wanted to fist fight me." Sarah and Draco both saw something flash in Snape's eyes when Draco called her a beast, but neither knew how to classify it.

"In my defense sir I will only say that Mr Malfoy thought it nessary to call me a Mudblood without knowing what the lineage of my blood is." Snape looked between the two students.

"And how did your wand end up on the floor Draco?"

"She knocked it from my hands and was trying to fight me like some muggle." Draco bent to pick up his wand; face red from embrassment. What did Snape think, seeing him so easily disarmed?

"Sheesh boy, if'n you can't fight with your fists what good are ya?" Sarah snapped her mouth shut, her Aunt had always said that her motor mouth was going to be the end of her one day.

"Mr Malfoy I suggest you get to your class. Five points from Slytherian for wondering the halls. Come Miss Fayal." Snape continued down the hall towards Professor Trelawny's room.

"Sir, I am a sorry. I just get so defensive when it comes to my Uncle. Tha's how all that started. The goon thought he was gonna flirt with me til he found out I'ma the girl with the werewolf uncle. Man, news travels fast around here." Sarah looked up at the potions Professor. "You'll still help with potions, sir?"

"Yes, now stop talking with that blasted accent, it's enough to drive some one mad."

"I'ma... I'm sorry." Snape opened the door to the divination room, "Professor here is Sarah Fayal, she was with the Headmaster."

"Ah, Professor Snape, would you join us in a demostration?" Trelawny grinned at the man.

"I am quite busy." With that he left. Sarah took a seat with Ron and Harry at their table.

"Why were you gone so long?" Harry wispered while the professor drowned on.

"Well, the Headmaster wanted to tell me that Professor Snape wanted me to take an apprenticeship with him..."

Ron cut her off, "And you said yes?"

"Of course. Severus Snape is one the most brillant people in his feild. It not only is an honor... but... God a dream to work with him.." Sarah began mummbled to herself. The boys only picked out certain things, "...finally know why... figure out after all these... dear me.." She looked at them, "I've been working on a cream that will keep the ingredients of potions from staining fingers. But something is wrong with it. Water continuosly has an allegrictic reaction... Maybe with..."

"Miss Fayal if you would be so kind... I see something from your past rising..." Trelawny had went into her trance-mood. Sarah stiffened, past is past. "Someone you have been seeking is very near."

"Sorry ma'am." Sarah stayed silent till Trelawny had went onto another group. "Who's Draco Malfoy?"

"Only the biggest git in the intire school." Ron had restrain himself from shouting.

"Hottest too." Sarah mummbled, "No matter that. He's a pansy. Wouldn't even duke it out with me."

"You were going to fight him? He's a pretty powerful wizard." Harry cautioned.

"Sure but can he fist fight?" Sarah smirked, "The answers no. And if the love tap I gave him is any indication. I could have knocked him out with one punch." Sarah laughed.

"You can fight?" Ron asked awed, too many years of older brothers beating him up.

"Of course. I can barely wield a wand, but my Uncle taught me this sort of magic that channels your enegry out of your body with out the use of a wand. So when I hit someone it can feel like someone took a sock full of rocks and swung it at you." Sarah beamed.

"That's how you lifted that book last night, isn't it?" Harry grinned, he knew it had been too heavy for someone Sarah's size to lift like it was feather light.

"Yeah, I can do so much more too." Sarah ducked her head, "You try being around a bunch of werewolves and not wonder if one of them is going to bite your head off. Uncle taught me to defend myself against them."

After that the trio fell into silence as Trelawny swooped by them again but refrained from bestowing any doom or gloom on them.

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Sorry that Severus is OOC but its his daugter.. And if Sarah is Mary Sue.. it wasnt intentional it just happen.

3.30am8.26.06