Gumby

Chapter 35: Dark Side Of The Moon

Severus had been standing in the main hall of the ministry for over an hour now, with his face buried into the same Daily Prophet for the better part of that hour. However, he found that he still hadn't made it past the second page as he kept re-reading the same thing over and over again. He still couldn't get over how beautiful Samara looked today and all his thoughts were on her at the very moment. He at least hoped that by now she was getting her test over with.

Surprisingly enough, the days before her apparition test had passed by quite quickly. It was something Severus found extremely strange considering that nothing happened in the past several days. It made Severus feel a little anxious and apprehensive. He felt as though something terrible might happen and hoped that he was wrong. Because the only thing he could see going very wrong was Samara not passing her apparition test and he hoped that that didn't happen.

They'd arrived earlier than the time they were supposed to be there, because Severus remembered when he'd taken his, he'd had to wait much longer than necessary because he'd arrived at the exact time he had to be there. Now having the hindsight of knowing how many people would be there, he'd decided to take her at least two hours earlier to cut the time short.

When they'd arrived, there weren't very many people; of course this was considering it was the Ministry of Magic which is always full of people. Knowing that there were past acquaintances working at the Ministry and that there was a high possibility of running into several other seventh years that were appointed to show up today, he'd taken particular care when he'd walked Samara down to the sixth level where the Department of Magical Trasnportation was and walked her down to the Apparation Test Area. At which point, he'd left her on her own and told her to meet him in the main hall when she was done while, before which he'd assured her that she would pass.

It seemed that Samara was still slightly worried, because when he walked into breakfast that morning, she'd had quite the breakfast ready and looked extraordinary. He supposed that she hadn't been able to sleep and decided to get ready and when she'd thoroughly gotten ready, she'd decided that she should make breakfast. He didn't know at what time that was, but by the time he'd gotten to breakfast that morning she'd made quite the breakfast. She toasted bread, made pancakes, made scrambled eggs with bacon, French toast, freshly squeezed orange juice, omelet's and peanut butter cookies.

It had completely bewildered him to see so much food, and he wasn't even at Hogwarts. When she looked at him she smiled nervously, saying that she'd gotten a bit carried away. He was about to respond with mild sarcasm when he turned to her. However, there was no way that he could respond to her, because she simply left him speechless with how beautiful she looked. It was something strange, to be left absolutely speechless, especially for someone like him who always had something to say, and always something snarky.

She'd curled her long black hair so that it fell in soft loose curls and had it pinned, just beyond her ears, out of her face with emerald green broaches in the shapes of snakes. There was something different about her eyes, because their beauty was so much more enhanced and her usually straight sooty lashes, seemed to curl over her eyes and seemed thicker than before. There was very light pinkish tone to her eyelids, and her lips were a blossom color pink that sparkled. He knew that she was wearing makeup, but it was so light that it almost looked natural.

The robes she wore were white, and had green lining along the hem and sleeves that sparkled emerald green when they caught the light. It was not hard to notice that the robes were fitted perfectly to her body and that when she moved, certain parts were hugged snugly and appealingly. She looked beyond beautiful, and as when she turned to him and smiled, he wondered why someone so beautiful as Samara Green could possibly fall in love with him; he had to imagine that he'd done something very good in a past life.

"Severus?" Before Severus could think to ignore the arrogant voice that registered in his brain as something unpleasant, he found himself looking up and into the gray eyes of Lucius Malfoy. Severus cursed inside his head as he raised a brow and closed the Daily Prophet he'd been looking through. He maintained a neutral expression on his face as Lucius Malfoy stepped closer to him, the man's strides as languid and haughty as they ever were.

"Lucius," Severus said with a nod as he and Lucius shook hands for a moment. Ever the spy, Severus always maintained the proper type of demeanor amongst past Death Eaters, whom he hadn't seen very many of the past several years as it seemed that most of them preferred to avoid each other and the past that they had shared. "You look well," Severus said distantly, looking at the almost extravagant black robes that Lucius was wearing, Lucius had always been one to bask in the superfluous.

Lucius nodded at this, an arrogant smile spreading over his face. "One tries," was the arrogant reply that came from the older man's lips. Not much older, about five years older, however, Severus ignored this. Lucius didn't very much act his age, at least not in Severus' opinion. He thought that Lucius was very immature, even when they were at Hogwarts. It hardly even mattered that the man appeared to be a responsible student, Severus knew better and so did most of the people that knew Lucius.

"How is Narcissa and your son?" Severus asked, trying to sound remotely conversational and steer Lucius away from any unwanted questions. However, Lucius didn't seem too keen on speaking about the gorgeous woman he'd been married to for the better part of a decade, or about his son for that matter. Lucius looked away, looking around the entrance hall as he held his hands behind his back, his gray eyes roving around through a narrowed gaze.

"We disagree in the raising of our son. She coddles him too much and tries to keep me from controlling him with an iron hand," Lucius replied dryly, still looking away. "Quite frankly she's become overly rigid and I find I've had to look elsewhere…" he said, trailing off, sure that Severus understood what he meant. Severus merely nodded his understanding. He'd always thought that Narcissa was frigid, but he held her in the highest of respects. She'd been a brilliant witch from a good family and was quite elegant. He admired her for her great patience, which she had to have to have married a man like Lucius.

Lucius had always been one prone to infidelity. Ever since they were at Hogwarts and Lucius started to date Narcissa he cheated on her, despite the fact that he claimed that he loved her. And of course, Narcissa knew about it. After all, she was a bright witch. However, she had the good grace never to out Lucius in public, and allowed him to keep his pride in tact. It was not something that Severus particularly agreed with, but he had to admire her for it, because he didn't think he knew of any other woman who would not wish to absolutely humiliate the bastard whom had cheated on them.

"What's the problem with… Draco, right?" Severus asked. It was somewhat hard to remember the boy's name, it had been about five years since he'd last seen him and at the time the child was still quite young. He was sure he wasn't even one yet. Lucius turned to look at Severus for a moment before turning away and continuing to allow his glance to look through the halls. Severus wondered, if Lucius had grown so disinterested in their conversation that he couldn't stop looking around, why he simply didn't bid him farewell.

"He's becoming a disappointment," Lucius stated bluntly. Severus stared at Lucius through a narrowed gaze while raising a brow. He didn't understand how a child, who couldn't be older than six, could be a disappointment already. "Severus, what do you think about the woman there?" Lucius suddenly asked distractedly, nodding with his head. Severus turned to look before he had a chance to stop himself and felt vexed that he'd turned in the first place.

Severus narrowed his eyes in on Samara and guessed that it was the person whom Lucius was talking about, seeing how she was the only woman in the vicinity of where he was looking to. She was standing at one of the café' vendors with what appeared to be a coffee in her hand. For a moment, he wondered what the hell she was doing, how the hell she had paid for the coffee, and wondered when the hell she had finished her test. However, he guessed that it was for the best that she was there, he'd rather not have to explain to Lucius why he was there with her.

"Do you honestly expect me to answer that?" Severus asked as Lucius turned to look at him, a slightly amused sneer spreading over his lips. Whenever Lucius asked him this when they were at Hogwarts, Severus merely shrugged and said a girl was pretty. Usually, any girl that Severus thought as pretty wasn't good enough for Lucius and if Severus thought that the girl was beautiful, Lucius thought that she was pretty enough. It wasn't something Severus particularly cared for, considering the fact that Lucius rather thought of himself as a god amongst mortals, though he was no such thing.

"She's pretty enough and I haven't been shagged in a week. Excuse me Severus," Lucius said before striding away quickly. Severus clenched his teeth as he watched Lucius approach Samara, whom seemed rather surprised by the fact that he was speaking to her. He could see that Samara tried to smile and nod politely to whatever Lucius was saying to her. However, he saw her eyes darken as Lucius progressed. It was a change that was only noticeable as the smile on her face slipped away with the passing seconds, but considering this was Lucius, whom the only face he paid remote attention to was his own reflection, he didn't seem to notice.

Severus furrowed his brow, wondering what was going on as he watched Samara suddenly smile at Lucius, though her eyes were still dark with something Severus' hadn't seen before. His stomach clenched as he continued to watch the scene unfold from where he stood, standing perhaps over twenty feet away. Far enough so that his attention on them wasn't overly noticeable and unfortunately, also far enough away that he couldn't see exactly what was going on between the two, nor hear it.

His confusion and unease only increased as Samara continued to smile, seemingly encouraging Lucius as he stepped much closer to her. He watched as her mouth moved, entranced by the action of her lips moving and the almost sensuous look that came over her face as she smiled bewitchingly. The smile on Lucius face grew as he stepped closer still to Samara, so that they were about a foot apart. His stomach clenched and his heart stopped as he watched Samara place her index finger on Lucius chest, sliding it slowly in a winding fashion down, over his abdomen and disappear somewhere Severus could only guess where.

Immediately after the disappearance of her hand, he watched Lucius double over, his face disappearing behind the other side of her head. Samara turned away slightly, so that Severus couldn't see her face, but he could see that she was saying something in Lucius' ear. A moment later, Samara snatched her hand away from Lucius' person, causing him to stand up straight and walk away in a mighty rush.

Samara stood there for a moment, watching as the silver-haired man rushed down in the opposite direction, while Severus watched on in confusion. When Lucius had disappeared, Samara turned around and walked slowly towards where Severus was standing, a preoccupied expression on her face. She didn't look very happy as she approached him, her head looking down at her steps as she walked.

"How do you know such a pig?" Samara asked when she stopped before him. Severus looked down at her and raised a brow. He'd never heard her refer to someone in such a manner and wondered if she was just acting for his sake or if Lucius had really pissed her off. However, guessing by how close she'd allowed him to get, the way that she was seemingly flirting with him, and touching him, Severus guessed not.

"From here it looked like you were enjoying his attentions," Severus said coldly as he looked down at her. Samara scuffed at this as she turned away. She didn't seem about to say anything in turn and Severus could feel anger begin to boil inside him, wondering if she had liked Lucius' attention and whatever she'd said to Lucius had displeased him and now she was only angry that she'd been rejected. Remembering back to how he'd rejected her and how she said she'd never before been rejected, he guessed it was something that she didn't like at all. He glared down at her, wondering what the hell he really was to her. Did she only want him because he rejected her and she saw him as something unattainable? Was he some type of caprice to her? "Did your propositions chase him away? Or did he realize that you were simply not worth it?"

Samara looked up at Severus and glared at him, despite the confusion on her face. She didn't seem at all hurt by his words, simply confused and angry that he would dare say such a thing to her. "Excuse me?" she asked a little sharply as she looked at him. Severus could see that she was losing her temper, like she'd done a fair few times in the past. She was seriously just a volcanic eruption waiting to happen ever so often. He wondered if she pent up the rage inside her until she couldn't contain it and exploded.

"You heard me perfectly well, or were you lying to me when you said you had an excellent sense of hearing?" he asked coldly, in that calm fashion that infuriated others, as he looked down into her eyes. "Wouldn't be too surprising as it seems you lie about a lot of things. You didn't tell me the whole truth about your parents, clearly you don't love me if give your attentions so freely to anyone who will look at you. Is everything you are a lie?"

"I have never lied to you. I never said I didn't lie, I simply don't like to, but it is necessary at time. But I would never lie to you because I love you," she said through gritted teeth, keeping her jaw clenched so that she wouldn't shout at him, which she had every urge to. He could see the anger in her eyes, and judging by the way her hands, which were rolled into tight fists, were trembling, he thought that she had a strong urge to hit him as well, but was struggling to control herself. "I already told you why I didn't tell you the whole truth about my parents and clearly, you don't understand the concept behind acting, because I have no interest in him. But you have some damn nerve, when the bastard is your friend."

"A friend? I regard him as much a friend as you do yours," he said sarcastically as he looked at her, still not feeling convinced about her love for him. It was strange, but this was actually the first time his belief in her love for him was shaken and it was a very strange feeling. He felt like his heart was tearing slowly at it. As though a millimeter was torn per minute to make him agonize longer with the hope that he would be proven wrong, and that hope was the worst pain. "And what would you act interested for, what do you gain from that?"

"It causes him to drop his guard and step closer so I can do this," she said lowly as she stepped closer to him and he suddenly felt her hand clench onto a very sensitive body part and causing him to double over just as Lucius had, his head hovering lightly over her shoulder. "Don't ever speak to me like that again, Severus," she whispered in his ear as her grip tightened on him and he had to clench his eyes shut at the pain. He couldn't imagine where her spaghetti arms got the strength from. "I can't always control my anger, especially not after being sexually harassed and having my love questioned by the love of my life, whom may I remind you won't accept me."

Severus straightened up and pulled away from her when she released him and felt a sigh of relief escape from his lips. Severus looked over at Samara and could see that despite the anger in her voice and her actions, that there were tears in her eyes and pain, far worse than the one Xavier or her parents had ever caused her. Immediately, every word he'd said in his anger and desperation hurt more than the agony he'd felt when he'd believed that she didn't love him. Because the pain in her eyes, delved far deeper than anything else. However, before he had a chance to say anything she as gone in a pop.

Staring at the spot where she had just disappeared from, Severus felt fear enter him, wondering where she had gotten off to. Panic started to seep into him as he realized that he didn't know if she would come back, where she would go, if she would be all right or anything at all. However, he knew one thing, she'd passed her exam which was not at all helpful.

TBC…

A/N: Ooooo! Trouble in paradise. LOL. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Please Review.