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Chapter Ten

"Oh my gosh!! Ron we made it!" Sam squealed trying to control her inner need to jump up and down.

Ron scowled at the paper.

"Yeah as reserve Keeper. You've made it as a Chaser."

"Reserve Chaser ocassionally. Sam said. Harry smiled at them both.

"Congratulations, Sam I heard that Katie Bell will be out for a couple of games this year so you'll be taking her place."

"Really?" Sam asked excitedly. The four now headed back to their common room taking a seat on the couch.

"I heard she snogged Wood to get that spot on the team. I saw them talking the other day you know."

"I suppose royalty does get you everything, I heard she was the only Gryffindor Pansy Parkinson invited to her party during christmas break."

"Maybe she bribed Katie to step down her position."

"Really? Where'd you heard that from."

"Lavender and Pavarti were gossiping during breakfast I overheard." Sam slouched down in her seat. The two girls contiuned their gossip making their way through the common room stopping at the stairs.

"I also heard that she and Oliver Wood-"

"Is that a fact." Sam said her anger boiling up as she walked over to the two gossips.

"You shouldn't believe everything you hear you know." She said whipping her long hair back and running up the stairs to her room. Hermione got up to follow her giving the two girls a nasty look as she went by. Sam missed dinner again that night even after Hermione tried to coax her downstairs.

"Stupid git didn't even dismiss the rumors." Ron spat giving Oliver Wood who sat at the end of the Gryffindor table laughing with his friends a dark look along with Harry. He occasionally looked down at their seats and then again at the door as if she would suddenly appear without warning.

"This is the third dinner in a row she's missed, doesn't she ever get hungry?" Ron asked. Hermione shrugged her shoulders.

"Maybe she's just nervous about seeing her parents this weekend. There are rumors going around that witch weekely and a whole bunch of other significant press are going to be there." The trio finished their dinner and headed back to the common room. Hermione quietly knocked on Sam's door.

"Yeah?"

"It's Hermione Samantha." She said quietly. The door opened revealing a somewhat distressed looking Sam. Hermione looked into the room. Her books were scattered everywhere. Hermione made her way in sitting on Sam's bed and picked up a dark blue book. It was a dream book.

"It's for divination." Sam explained retying her tangled hair into a messy bun.

"Listen Sam." Hermione said putting down the book.

"Don't worry about those girls, the amount of brain knowledge they have could fill a tea spoon." Sam cracked a smile.

"Thanks Hermione, I know who my real friends are anyway, and I really don't care what they think of me."

"You're nervous about Saturday." It wasn't a question it was a statement and a true one at that, for the most part. Samantha nodded.

"Yes you could say that. I guess it's been taking it's toll on me."

"I should let you get your sleep then, goodnight Sam."

"Night Mione." Saturday arrived way too fast. Sam hardly had time to prepare. She looked herself in the mirror that morning. She had used extra foundation to cover the sick looking paleness her skin had turned and a dark black eyeliner and mascara to focus the attention to her eyes. Her hair was freshly washed with a healthy glow about it. She took a breath and waited in the common room for the Trio to show up since Ginny was already waiting for her.

"Wow you look absolutely gorgeous, very princess like." Ginny complimented.

"Where did you get this?" She questioned about the dress Sam was wearing. Samantha smiled. It was a cute off the shoulder white dress which reached her knee. It was casual and perfect for what she was going to go through. It made her feel dainty and fragile. Perfect because her mother had sent it over with clear instructions.

"Whoa." Ron mummbled. Sam smiled. She was so glad they were coming with her. They waited outside for about 20 minutes before a black carriage which was pulled by four large white horses with wings landed in front of them. Sam tripped herself up getting into the carriage holding onto Harry for balance. She groaned when they got closer to the castle, her castle.

"I can't do this, I'm not graceful, I'm not a princess or a role model or anything for that matter." Ginny slapped Sam in the face.

"Breath." She instructed. When she turned around Harry, Hermione and Ron were staring at her.

"What?" Ginny asked innocently.

"She was going into hysterics, I had to stop her." Sam made her way out of the carriage. Her parents were standing there awaiting her arrival. Along with them was her sister who wore a dress, an actual dress. Her sister was somewhat of a tomboy and now she was wearing pink dresses. She was greeted with a bright flash in her eyes. Great. She thought.

"Ms. Davidson, what do you think of your family returning to the wizarding world?" Someone asked her.

"Ms. Davidson how are you enjoying your new school?" Another person asked.

"Ms. Davidson will be free for interviews at a later time this evening."

"I will?" Sam questioned as she was being pulled along by the figure. She was still blinded by the photos being taken of her. Sam, her family and her friends were escorted inside where The Malfoys were seated.

"Lucious hope we didn't keep you waiting." Samantha's father greeted Lucious Malfoy with a firm hand shake and smile. Sam narrowed her eyes at him. He had been the one who outed her and why half the people at school were afraid of her and pretended to like her and the other half just plain hated her.

"Samantha, Lucious Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy and I presume you know Draco their son, he attends Hogwarts." Samantha nodded and said her hellos.

"Your highness." Lucious greeted taking her hand like nothing had ever happened. Why can't I ever stick up for myself she whinned. Sam was swept into another room while Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Harry waited for her in a large lounge like room. Samantha was seated next to her family while dozens of pictures were taken of her.

"Samantha, I'm Rita Skeeter. You must of heard of me. Read Witch Weekly? hmmm?" The blond lady with pointy framed glasses questioned her. All Sam could do was nod slowly. She had a killer headache. After the interviews Sam collapsed on a gigantic bed which was adorned with Royal blue sheets and a dozen decorative pillows. Sam stared up at the white celing and wondered when the room would begin to feel like her own. She knew she wasn't cut out for this.

"muh muh miss Davidson." Samantha looked down to see her house elf."

"Oh, um you must be my house elf, please call me Sam."

"muh miss, thank you miss, here are your towels." The little house elf said before exiting her room. This was all too strange. All she knew was that she wanted to go back to school as quick as possible. She hated this place. Sam sighed getting up and finding her friends. They were outside playing quiidtich on her own personal field with her father.

"Sweetheart glad you could join us." Her father said from his broom. She waved haphazardly and took a seat next to Hermione and Ginny.

"Hey, what's going on?" She asked.

"You know boys and their incessent need to play quidditch all the time."

"Hmm, where's the Malfoys?" She asked looking around.

"Lucious had a business meeting and they had to take off."

"Yeah otherwise they'd still be here kissing up to my father." She laughed.

"Well I know he's a pratt and evil incarnate but he is kinda hot don't you think."

"Ginny Weasley!" Samantha said mouth gaping wide open, an expression, which matched Hermione's to a tee.

"Don't you ever let your brother catch you saying those words again, we cannot help what happens to you if he finds out what you just said." She laughed with a nervous giggle.

Her mother came out moments later and called them all in for dinner. She picked at her food, not really eating anything. Ron gave her a confused look. He was obviously enjoying the gourmet food. There was enough to feed an army and here she was pushing it around on her plate. Sam rubbed her eyes. She was extremely tired but she didn't want to be rude. It was proper ettique after all and now that she was a princess she needed to act like one. When dinner and dessert was cleared and everyone had run out of topics to chat about the five were allowed to retire for the night. They hung out together in one of her living rooms.

They were playing some sort of game she had never heard of while she nodded off ocassionally leaning her head on Ron's shoulder. He would stare at her, turn beat red and then nudge her awake. She would let out a frustrated sigh when he turned his attention immediately back to Hermione and the game and she would once again nodd off. It was a vicious cycle she thought. When they grew tired and ready for bed Harry and Ron were lead to their rooms while Hermione and Ginny hung out in Sam's room for a while before they eventually retired as well.

Sam stared up at her celing. Moments ago she was nodding off and now she couldn't sleep. Something had to be terribly wrong with her. She even waited for the dreams to come but no form of sleep would overtake her. She huffed and crawled out of bed heading for Ginny's room. She knocked on the door quietly. When there was no answer she knocked louder. Again there was no answer. Sam turned the knob and let herself in sitting on the edge of Ginny's bed.

"Ginny." She whispered.

"Ginny." she said louder. Jumping on the bed this time. Ginny let out a few incoherable words and noises before she finally focused on Sam and sat up.

"Sam whats wrong everything okay?"she asked.

"No, I can't sleep. Somethings wrong with me and I think I might have a thing for your stupid brother." She said falling back onto Ginny's bed with a frustrated sigh.

"Are you serious?" Ginny said eyes widening.

"I guess, but he keeps ignoring me and I just gah! I'm just under so much stress that's whats getting to me." Sam finally began to get tired while talking to Ginny. Thankfully she would be going back tomorrow, they all would.

Groggily she walked to the chariot. She felt a million times worse then she did yesterday. They had all said goodbye to her parents and doged the cameras as they finally made it back to Hogwarts.

Hermione frowned looking up for the third time that morning. All three had been checking the doors waiting for Sam to join them for breakfast. Ginny waltzed up to the three and asked what they'd all been longing to know but wouldn't ask.

"Hey wheres Sam shouldn't she be up by now, she'll miss class, she's already missed breakfast." Ginny furrowed her eyebrows and took off when noone had any news and she met up with her other friends for class.

"Maybe you should go check on her Hermione." Ron suggested hoping nothing was wrong. The trio's ears perked up at the sound of Padma and Parvati Patil who were gossiping as usual.

"I saw her this morning in the girls washroom. You know the one in the left corridor near the common room. She looked gashtly terrible. I mean can a princess really afford to be seen in public looking like that all disgustingly sweaty and grey her face was pale grey. You should have seen her what a sight. I mean nothing like the pictures in Witch Weekly."

The trio got up from their seats and headed towards the girls washroom in the left corridor. Hermione went in slowly while Harry and Ron impatiently waited outside. Hermione pushed the door back out and motioned for the two boys to come in. Sam was passed out by the sink her face in a cold sweat her brown hair sticking to her face and her skin had turned a pale grey tinge like the Patil sisters had mentioned. Her breathing had dramatically slowed like she was in a deep sleep. Ron panicked brushing his fingertips lightly over her face removing the strands of hair on her face.

"We've got to get her to Madame Pomfrey." Harry clutched his forhead.

"Ahhh!" He narrowed his eyes and touched Sam's arm lightly. His forhead still stung and it didn't go unnoticed by Hermione and Ron but Sam was in trouble and it was more important to get her some help first. Harry pulled Sam's right arm over his shoulder as Ron did the same on her left. She wasn't concious enough to lift herself. Ron swooped his other arm under her legs and carried her in his arms.

"Oh my set her down here." Madame Pomfrey said getting a closer look.

"You three should get to your classes or you'll be late."

"Come on we'll come back after class." Harry said pulling Ron's arm.

"What could possibly be wrong with her?" Hermione whispered frantically in Harry's ear as they made their way to their next class.

dun..dun..dun... anyways I had a sudden burst of creativeness from my muse and volia here is the next chapter hope it was okay...next one should be along in a few.