Chapter 7:

Lily's scream pierced through the tiny apartment, waking up the other two occupants. Jamie and Sam ran out of their rooms, not caring what they were wearing. Sam's stomach almost dropped when she saw who was at the door. Lily was hysterical and Jamie had her wand drawn. "What are you doing here?" Jamie snarled at the person.

"Jamie, put your wand down," Sam said, lowering her friend's arm. "And Lils, stop yelling! You'll scare the neighbors!" That effectively shut one friend up, but the other was still in a defensive stance. "I'll deal with this," she said.

"Sam, are you an idiot?" Jamie hissed out, but Sam was already out in the hallway. "DON'T CLOSE THE—" Slam! "Door. Damnit."


Sam whirled on the person who was standing outside her door. "What possessed you to come here?" she said.

Lucius shrugged, tapping his cane. "I heard about the threatening notes and came to make sure you were fine. I forgot you had roommates who may still not trust me," he said.

"You think?" Sam shot back. She leaned against the outside wall and sighed. "Now, I have to go in and explain everything to them."

"You haven't told them?"

"No, of course not! They'd ship me to St. Mungo's psychiatric ward, Jamie would start psychoanalyzing me, my father would lock me in my room and then kill you."

"Your father would not kill me," Lucius said. "Nor would he lock you in your room."

"Then you obviously don't know my father. You set off his protective side and he goes overboard. Nobody is safe. And if you're right about these threats, his out in full force right now. He is capable of anything."

Lucius chuckled. "Somehow I cannot see that," he replied.

"Did you not see my father after you kidnapped me?"

"No, they kept us separate for the most part. Though I think he was going to deck me when you as Serena hugged me instead of him."

"And you doubt my words?" Sam shivered. She was only wearing her old Slytherin class t-shirt and green boxers. Lucius took off his coat and threw around her shoulders.

"You should've changed."

"I didn't have time because of your surprise visit. So, I'm fine. That is until I tell Jamie I've been visiting you and Narcissa since last month. Then I want you to be blamed for my death," Sam said.

"Fine, fine. Look, the other reason I came."

"There it is. I thought I'd have to check your temperature to make sure you weren't just being nice," Sam said. "I'd think Salazar would be rolling in his grave."

"I think he already is. Anyway, Narcissa and I have to check in with the camp, but we can't bring Selie. Could you watch her?"

"Sure. I'll talk to my friends about letting her stay here but if not, I'll move into your house for…how long?"

"The weekend. We'll leave Friday night and be back by Sunday afternoon, they swear," Lucius replied. "It would mean so much. There really isn't anyone else we can turn to but you and Selie loves you so much."

"I like the little rugrat too."

"My daughter is not a rugrat."

"Relax, I was called one until I entered Hogwarts. Gotta love my Uncle Sirius," Sam replied. She shrugged off the coat. "I better go back in before they think you've taken me again."

"Thanks," Lucius said, shrugging the coat on. "Tell me where you'll be watching her when the storm dies down."

He walked out as Sam breathed in. She was about to face the firing squad and needed to collect her nerves.


"How did they take it?" Evelyn asked her friend the following Monday as they left their class. "You're still here, so you're not dead. Unless…are you the imprint of a dead soul?"

"I am not an imprint of a dead soul, Evelyn. Jamie and Lily would not do such dark magic."

"It was a joke. Chill out."

"Chill out? Only Lily is talking to me right now."

"Well, Jamie didn't seem to be such an accepting person."

"It's not that…she needs to think it over herself. Lily figures that if I don't deem Lucius a threat, he isn't a threat. She trusts my judgment; Jamie needs to make her own judgment before she accepts it but she will take mine into consideration. That's just the way she is."

"Okay, but what happened when you told them?" Evelyn asked, now walking into a nearby café. She and Sam bought something to snack on and drink before sitting at one of the tables.

Sam sighed. "Well, I walked back in and they started yelling at me for going out there by myself. I then explained how I had struck up a friendship with Lucius and his family in the past month. They yelled at me some more for that, but than I calmly explained everything to them. Then they stomped into their rooms—well, actually, Jamie stomped into mine—and slammed the doors. I was stuck in the living room until Jamie came out."

"I would assume that was most of the day, then?" Evelyn said. "You said Lily came around before her sister."

"Well, Lily came out and offered peace by kicking Jamie out of my room. At a very tense dinner, they agreed to let Selie stay at our place this weekend while her parents are at their check-up with the camp."

Evelyn laughed. "Maybe her cute and bubbly personality will win them over. The way you describe her, she seems like you three when you were little."

"Selie would've been one of our best friends then," Sam laughed. "If she were Uncle Draco and Aunt Melissa's daughter rather than Lucius and Narcissa's."

"She sounds like a handful. Luckily, you three would have the energy to keep up with her. I wonder how the Malfoys do it."

"Well, they may be older but we age differently. It's not like they are acting the way a muggle couple their age would. They can handle Selie."

"Even Lucius? I mean, you told me about his leg and the cane."

"I think Selie is conscious of her father's cane. I've never seen her run so far ahead that Lucius couldn't catch up. Besides, she's been in a confined little camp for five years of her life," Sam said, "so she is a little scared of this world. She isn't going to be separated from the familiar."

"You are spending too much time with Jamie."

"Actually, I got bored over the summer and swiped one of her books. Interesting read. Not that I'm going to give up law for psychology, but it was interesting."

"When I got bored over the summer, I went to the beach. When you got bored, you read a book. Did your father do the same thing?"

"For you information…that is none of your business," Sam said. Evelyn laughed as they finished their food. "I'll see you at clerking, okay?"

"Yeah. Bye, Sam!"


Sam apparated to Hogsmeade, right outside of Madame Rosmerta's. The tavern keeper was training a new person to take over soon, so she could retire. But Sam didn't have time to pop in to say hello to the woman or anyone else that could be there. Her father had instructed her to show up at that time for a family dinner, which meant she was going to be questioned about threatening letters. She sighed, knowing she would have to fess up to the secret admirer notes. She may be able to perform occulemency, but her father was still a better legimens. Sam began the trek to the castle.

Victor Newman was waiting by the castle doors when Sam entered. "Who are you?" he bellowed as she closed the door. She finally was able to get a good look at the man. He was about her height, thus shorter than her father. He was balding, but the hair that was there was a graying brown. He was slightly plump, his skin a red color. A smirk was fixed on his face, blue eyes watching her as she walked into Hogwarts. He stormed up to her, arms crossed. "Who are you?" he repeated, ice cold.

"I'm Samantha Snape. I'm visiting my family."

"You'll need a visitor pass."

"A what?"

"A visitor pass. It's to make sure that the school remains safe from any intruders."

"I think Hogwarts is safe enough without your 'visitor's pass,' sir," Sam replied. Newman looked ready to hurt her, but she kept her ground. However, her hand was enclosed on her wand.

Newman stepped closer, making Sam a little nervous as the older man was now stepping into her personal space. "If you refuse to take a visitor pass, you will have to leave, Miss Wright."

"Snape. My last name is Snape." Sam was furious. She knew exactly what Newman was playing at, but she wasn't going to let him. "It says so right on my birth certificate. Look it up." She started to walk away when she was frozen.

"You do not have a visitor's pass, and you won't move until you agree to one," Newman said.

"I can't breathe," Sam gasped out, holding her chest. She closed her eyes, waiting. She wasn't going to give in, but was trying to figure out a way around the visitor's pass. However, the lack of air wasn't letting her think problem and her brain was getting cloudy.

Suddenly, air rushed back into her lungs and she collapsed on the floor. She took several deep breaths as her brain cleared. "Newman, my daughter does not need your stupid visitor's pass," she heard her father's angry voice. A pair of strong arms helped her up and kept her upright.

"It's okay," Will whispered in her ear. "I've got you and your father is going to give one to Newman."

"She lives here as well," Severus' voice floated back. "So she doesn't need one. Now, I will report you if you use that dark curse again!" Sam felt another arm wrap around her, pulling her close. "Come on, little girl, we're getting you to your Aunt Ginny."

Soon, Sam was resting in a bed in the hospital wing. Her Aunt Ginny, father and mother were talking quietly nearby. Will sat in a chair next to her bed as she fought sleep. He held her hand and watched the small group nearby. He looked over at her once. "Hey, rest a bit, you just had the wind literally knocked out of you." Sam smiled and snuggled deeper into the blankets, finally falling asleep.


"It was dark magic, Kiki, and you're not going to tell Ace?"

"You're not listening to me, Sev. She's my daughter too and I'm pissed off as well, but you have GOT TO CALM DOWN and LISTEN TO ME!"

"Fine," Severus plopped down in the seat across from his wife. "I'm listening."

"Look, Ginny will tell Harry, who will tell Shacklebolt, who will come here to check on Sam and then tell Ace," Kiki explained. "That way, to the governors, it won't seem like you aren't the one complaining just because he's currently breathing down your next."

Severus slumped down a little in his chair, motioning for his wife to join him. She sat on his lap, arms around his neck. She smiled. "Everything will be alright, won't they?" she heard her husband ask. "This will all blow over, right?"

"Yes. It'll be fine."

"Hurting Sam was low."

"Yes, it was. Luckily Will was able to help us."

"Is there something going on between Will and our daughter?"

Kiki pulled away for a bit and smiled. "Maybe there is. Why do you ask?"

"She's my little girl. I think that I should know which dunderhead I have to scare off now."

"Sev, you can't keep scaring off the boys Sam brings home. I want grandchildren," Kiki said before shaking her head. "Merlin, I sound like my mother. Save me, Sev, I sound like my mother." She shook his robes, making him laugh for a bit.

"She's too young to consider marriage."

"Did I mention marriage? Who is talking about marriage…oh right, the grandkids issue…she is too young. But I remember we were dating around her age, if I'm not mistaken."

"I like to forget that time considering why you were dating me."

"Darling, that's when I fell in love with you. It just took me fifteen years to realize it. And I think Will would be a wonderful choice for Sam—he was a Slytherin."

"I do not show house preference when it comes to dating my children! If that were so, I would've tossed James out a long time ago."

"Will you stop it?" Kiki hit her husband's shoulder. "You liked James up until the day Madison told us they were dating. Then he became Severus Snape's Public Enemy number one."

"Who may be replaced by Will if he pursues our Samantha."

"Okay, I like Will and I won't let you play the game you have going on with James with him.." With that, she walked inside to their bedroom. Severus shook his head, picking up some of his paperwork—the bane of his existence as Headmaster. Kiki walked back out of their room, wearing the red flannel pajamas that had the strange effect of turning Severus on. He smirked, deciding that maybe he could leave the paperwork for another day. Then she tossed him a few blankets, his pillow and pajamas. "Good night, Sev." She blew him a kiss, closed the door and locked it.

Severus sighed as he looked about his couch—his bed for the night. "I hate it when she does this just to prove a point!" he exclaimed, tossing down his pillows. "Putting on that particular pajama set and then making me sleep out here." During his rants, he was able to make the couch and put on his pajamas. He'd try to get back into his room, but his wife was an Auror—she most likely had wards he could never break on there. He settled down, ready for some sleep. Hopefully, things would look up in the morning. Hopefully.


"What do you mean they kept him in Hogwarts? Even after learning about the dark curse he used on Sam?" Harry asked, once again sitting in the Black house.

The Order was called back, each now very nervous that an enemy not afraid to do dark magic was back in Hogwarts. All they could think of was that the next Voldemort could be on the rise and his follower wanted to turn Hogwarts into a dark arts training ground. No one—especially Severus—wanted to see that happen to their beloved school.

"I told the head governor what happened and he grew very serious. He said he would address it with both Newman and the other governors," Ace said, rubbing his temples. "This is giving me a horrible headache."

"I'll give you something when we get back home," Eden said, rubbing his shoulders. Everyone in the room was tense, a tension they hadn't felt in a long time. She turned to her father. "Do you know anything that could help?"

Albus looked at his daughter with a sad smile. "I may be perceived as all-knowing, Eden, but I don't know why the board hasn't removed Mr. Newman yet or turned him over to the Aurors for questioning," he said. "I do have my theories. But, alas, they are just that—theories."

"Would you care to share some of these theories, Albus?" Severus asked. "Maybe so we could know what we are dealing with."

Albus smiled and patted his successor's hand. "You are doing well enough handling Mr. Newman," he said.

"You're avoiding the question."

"Well, I think I know one of Albus' theories," Hermione said. "If Newman used dark magic on Sam, what's not to say he isn't using it on the other governors?"

"This isn't going to be easy then." Severus slumped into his seat, receiving sympathetic looks from everyone in the room. "Would you divert your pity so I don't have to see it?" he snapped. And then his wife hit him upside the head. "Sorry," he mumbled.

Melissa patted her husband's godfather's hand. "It's okay. We're all stressed. If not about Newman, about Lucius' early release." She shot her husband a look.

"I'd forgotten about that," Bianca moaned, sinking down further on her couch. Sirius rubbed her shoulder. "I stopped asking Giachi if he had heard from Lucius after Newman came into the picture."

"Which, judging by the squirming during the conversation, he must be glad to no longer be subjected to," Sirius replied. "But now we have to worry about another Dark Lord. I don't want to experience that."

"I don't want another kid to go through what I had to," Harry said, sitting forward. "I mean, I turned out okay because of all you but what if the next dark lord rises and the next boy or girl who lived doesn't have such a good support group? Especially is Newman turns Hogwarts into a dark arts breeding ground."

"We need to think positive," Albus said. "That is only one of my theories, but if it is the correct one, we need to cut him off now. Because of that, the Order of the Phoenix is officially back, if just in secret."


Will breathed in deeply and knocked on Sam's door. She opened it, a cute little blonde on her back. "Hey, Will, I wasn't expecting you. Come in." She moved and let him into the apartment. "Sorry about the mess, but we're babysitting little Selena here," Sam apologized, dropping the little girl on the floor. "Selie, go bother Jamie for some ice cream."

"Cool!" Selie sprinted into the Lupin room, where Sam could hear her jumping on the bed demanding ice cream. Shortly after, Jamie appeared shrugging on her sweatshirt as Selie danced around her feet. Selie ran to Sam, who had her sweater ready.

"You owe me for this," Jamie said, eyeing Will. "And you're telling me about this," she whispered in her friend's ear, motioning in Will's general direction. Selie grabbed Jamie's hand and dragged her out of the apartment.

"Thanks, Jame!" Sam called after the retreating figures. "Selie, behave!" She laughed and turned back to Will. "Have a seat. Can I get you anything?"

"Do you have any butterbeer?"

"Of course, we do," Sam said, going into the kitchen. Will sat down on the couch, moving a tiara.

"So, where's the other roomie?"

"Lily? I don't know. She disappeared early this morning and left Selie with me and Jamie. Well, actually I'm the one really watching Selie. The twins are just helping me." Sam handed her crush his butterbeer and sat down in a nearby chair. "So, before I start rambling on and on, what do I owe this lovely visit?"

"Honestly, I had to get out of that school with Newman now and wanted to check up on you."

"Kill two birds with one stone, huh?" Sam took a sip of her water. "Well, I'm feeling better. My Aunt Ginny fixed me right up."

"That's good. I wish she could fix Hogwarts right up. Things there aren't so great and I'm surprised that parents aren't complaining."

"Maybe they are and the board isn't listening."

"Aren't the Board of Governors supposed to listen to the parents?"

"And they're supposed to keep dark influences out of Hogwarts. And it is obvious that Newman is still in the school."

"He said he was canceling an 'unimportant' class starting Monday, but he hasn't told us which one yet."

"Hopefully it's Divination. How more 'unimportant' can you get? You're either a true seer, have some ability or suck completely."

"You talk as if you know a true seer."

"My mother," Sam said, nodding. "She hates her third eye. But she has it and it works. She only sees very important things—like before she knew she was pregnant with me, she had a vision of a baby girl. Same thing with my little sister. She's had other visions, too, and she's never been wrong."

"Wow, I actually know a true seer." Will chuckled, downing the rest of his butterbeer.

"Slow down there, cowboy," Sam said, laughing. He shot her a look. "I spent some time in America. I obviously picked some things up even though nearly everything was erased." Will nodded. "Now, what's up?"

"The Transfiguration curse. What if it's my class that gets cancelled?"

"You know, there used to be a DADA curse until my Aunt Harmony and Uncle Remus came along. And I think no one in their right mind would consider transfiguration an 'unimportant' subject," Sam said. "I think you're safe. It's most likely Divinations."

"Or Care of Magical Creatures," Will replied.

"No! They can't get rid of Hagrid! It's impossible!" Sam was aghast. "He's synonymous with Hogwarts! He's been there forever—long before I was born, I can tell you that."

"Well, he was quite drunk the other day and said that if he were let go, he would leave Hogwarts forever and go to France."

"Madame Maxime. She's Headmistress of Beauxbatons and is his lover. He would probably get a gamekeeper job there and finally marry her," Sam said. "His loyalty to Hogwarts had kept them from doing so in the past."

"I don't know what I would do. I've wanted to be a Transfiguration professor since those fifth year career meetings we had to go through, remember? I walked in and halfway through the meeting I told your father I wanted to replace McGonagall. He just quirked an eyebrow up and continued on," Will said.

"Oh, like this?" Sam did a perfect imitation of her father, causing Will to laugh hysterically. "I'm his daughter, you know. I know most of his facial expressions."

"I would imagine. Well, I actually have a staff meeting soon so I better go back to find out my fate. Thanks for cheering me up. Enjoy the babysitting."

"I will. Selie has a lot of energy, but she isn't bad. She's too cute," Sam said, escorting Will out of his apartment.

He turned. "I was talking about Jamie," he replied, kissing her cheek. With that, he left. Sam closed the door, holding her cheek and grinning like an idiot.


A/N: Ta da! Another chapter, all for you! Enjoy…oh, and try to guess which class mean old Newman is going to cancel. I know, but I want to see how many of you can guess it. And more people are going to start to know about Sam's relationship with Lucius and Narcissa starting with this chapter. I'm happily enjoying my spring break, which is helping with writing…Mac