Authors note: I only own Draku, Samma, and Twi...J.K. owns the rest of them...stupid Viktor, harrassing Twilight! ::Sigh:: What is the fiction world comming to? ::sigh::

Chapter Four

"Twi, are you okay?" Samma asked, putting her hand on her sister's shoulder.

"No..." She shook her head, "I'm gonna be sick...I just know it."

"Whats wrong?"

"That stupid idiot won't leave well enough alone...and my head hurt's...osh, my head hurts..."

"But Twi, that accident happened week's ago..."

"So? Why are you over here anyway?"

"I'm worried about you..."

"Why?" She asked, giving a haughty laugh, "Oh what? The poor vampiress got her feeling's hurt...big deal..."

"Your not just some vampiress...your my sister."

"Yeah...what a sister I am..." She turned away, and looked across the hall at the window.

"Your a wonderful sister..." Samma shook her head, "A bit on the piticular side, but all in all..."

"Oh I'll bet...I'm more worried about a Quidditch carreer then anything else."

"Did father send word to you?"

"Send word to me about what? Now what has Mother gotten into?"

"She died last weekend..." Samma whispered.

Twilight sighed. Just what she need...a lonely father, and a dead mother. Perfect.

"Her vewing was yesterday...he want's to know if we're comming home for the funeral..."

"I'm not." Twilight shook her head, "Why bother? I never did care much about her anyway."

Samma sighed, and looked at her sister. She never did care much about anything.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing...nevermind." Samma walked away, and back over to the Ravenclaw table.

"How's your head?" Draco came up behind her, and got a swift elbow in the stomach, "Ooph! I just asked how your head was!"

"Exactly...your the reason I can't play!"

"I didn't mean for it to acctually hit you..." Draco sat down next to her.

"Well it did!"

"I'm sorry...I really am..." Draco stared at her, "I heard you and Viktor fighting yesterday."

"What's new? Everyone in the stands, and on the pitch heard..."

"Are you really why he's such a great player?"

"Would I lie about that?"

"Probably not." he shook his head, "So you are a really good player, eh?"


"I would suppose so." Twilight turned away from him, and started eating.

"I'm sorry about hitting you with that bludger..." Draco wrung his hand's together.

"Are you saying that because your sorry, or are you saying that because someone is making you?"

"Both..."

She sniffed, "Get away from me..."

"Can't we at least talk?"

"What about?"

"I don't know...Quidditch? You? Me?"

"No thanks..." she shrugged.

He sighed, and turned away, feeling rejected.

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"Mmm...I haven't seen you in days..." Snape whispered, running his hand's agenst Twilight's back, kissing her.

"You have to..."

"Classes don't count...I mean I haven't seen you like this...alone..."

"Mmm...well in that case, I missed you too." She smiled.

Snape gave a light laugh, "C'mon..." He pulled her out of his office, and into his room, locking the door behind themelves.

They streached out on the bed together, kissing, testing each other's skin.

"Hey Twi..." Snape stopped, "Your fangs? What happened?"

"What do you mean?" Twilight asked.

"Well..we've done this three times now, and I haven't had to ask you to retract them..."

"They haven't un-retracted or whatever...Why?"

"Can't you like..." He tried to express himself.

"No." She shook her head, "They come out when their tempted to...Why?"

"I don't know..." He shrugged, "I guess I'm just being stupid."

"Oh...so ah...where about where we?" Twilight asked, edging up to him, sliding her hand up his chest, unbottoning his robe as she went.

"Mmm...Right about there..." Snape smiled, kissing her again, sliding his own hand's down the fold's of her own robe, and then sliding it up, along smooth legs, and thighs.

It wasn't soon after that, that Professer McGonagall put in her bad timing...

"Serevus!" She gasp, staring wide eye'd at the display in front of her.

"Oh no..." He sighed, "Listen Minervira..." (Sp?)

"Oh, I'm not so sure about that one, Serevus..." McGonagall crossed her arms.

"It's not what it look's like, all right?" He denied it.

"Oh, it most certianly better not be..." She shook her head, "Twilight, dress, and go to Dumbledor's office...you too Serevus..."

"Yes Professer." They muttered, and watched her pull the door closed.

"I'm sorry Twi..." Snape whispered, as she snapped her fingers, easily dressed, "I-"

"Never you mind about it...Professer." she whispered, and got up out of the bed, walking out of the room, and walking to the now oh-so familiar room that suited at Dumbledor's office...

Soon afterword's she was joined by Professer Snape, looking just as depressed as she was. Carefully Dumbledor looked at the both of them in turn.

"Well, I can't exactly expell you Twilight...and I can't fire you Serevus, so whip those sad look's off you faces..." He started.

They looked up at him, ready for some kind of punishment.

"I had this same ordeal between Samma, and Derek earlier this year..." Dumbledor laughed, "Ah yes...young love..."

"Could you please just get on with whatever punishment it is that you have?" Twilight requested.

"Punishment? I can't exactly 'punish' you for anything can I? These thing's are bound to happen...I'm just requesting that your...oh say...careful?"

"What else would we be?"

"So there was really no point in us comming here, was there?" Snape asked.

"Well, yes...there was..." Dumbledor clasped his hand's together on the desk, "Twi, we've just received word that your father...is well...transfuring you back to Durmstrang..."

"What?" She gasp, "No!"

"I'm sorry Twilight..." Dumbledor shrugged, "Unless you work something out with your father...I'm afraid there's nothing we can do..."

Twilight got up from her chair, "Excuse me please..."

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Father,

I am writing you to in request that you don't ask me to transfur back to Durmstrang.

I have become rather 'attached' to someone here, and the school it's self. I'm not sure if

It would be fair to ask me to stay here...please see it in your heart for your daughter,and

please let me stay here, and finish out my last two year's of school here at

Hogwarts.

Your daughter,

Twilight Riddle

Twilight stared at the corny letter she had just writen up, not beliving that it had been her who wrote it. She shook her head, and walked out to the Owlery, finding Samma's owl, Cleopatra, and fastening the letter to her leg, "Father...What a crock..."

She watch Cleopatra fly off into the night, and then made her way back to the Slytherin common rooms.

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She received word that he would think about letting her stay at Hogwart's, just because that had been her mother's choice in schooling, and that had been where he had gone to school, even though he had hated every minute of it.

Nothing had been said between her, and Snape since that night McGonagall had walked in on them. Not even during classes. Not a word. Not even a sigh was uttered between them.

She was finally allowed to play Quidditch again, and Malfoy learned not to mess with her, staying out of her way.

"Malfoy...catch the damn snitch..." She threw it at him, but it caught wind,and disappered.

"If your so damn good at it, why don't you get to be Seeker?" Malfoy was looking to start a fight.

"Give word, and I will..."

"Fine...your seeker, I'm catcher..." Malfoy caught the quaffle, and threw it back over to another one of the chasers.

"Fine..." She caught the snitch, just as it buzzed past his ear.

They stared at each other, not sure what the other one wanted to happen next.

Kiss me...Malfoy urged

Try and hit me...Twilight taunted mentally.

"Will you two knock it off!"

Draco's eye's didn't waver from Twi's face as he got closer to her.

"TWILIGHT! I GOT NEWS!" Samma was suddenly on a broom next to her.

"What?" Twi asked, hoping.

"Dad's gonna let us stay here..." She smiled, "No more Durmstrang."

"All right..." Twilight nodded, then turned back to Draco, nudging her broom handle agenst his stomach, "Was that it?"

"Yea...umm...Twi...Your about fifty feet in the air..."

"What's you point?"

"Don't push him off. Please Twi?"

Draco backed away from her, "Please Twi? I'm sorry...I'll never fight with you again..."

"Suuuure, Draco...sure..." she jabbed him hard, and he held on tight to his broom.

"Twi, please?" Samma grabbed her arm, "C'mon...let him go..."

"Go where? Down?" Twilight pulled away.

"No...I'm leaving now...Try not to kill anyone." Samma patted her shoulder, and lowered her broom down to the ground, staying a moment to watch the two of them.

Twilight let the snitch go, and it fell down through the air, to the ground, fluttering away into it's box.

Draco watched her back away, and go down onto the ground, as Flint (A/N THAT'S HIS NAME!) called practice to an end.

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It was later that night, when Snape came in, and posted a list for people who where planning on staying back for Christmas break, that Twilight acctually brightened a bit.

"Mmm...Come to my room, would you?" Snape whispered, glancing over her shoulder at the other student's in the room, "Please?"

She gave a light laugh, "We have all Christmas break for that..."

"Your staying?"

"Uh huh." She nodded.

"Good...I want to see you again...see you I mean...not just 'see' you..." Snape tried to find a way to express himself.

She laughed, "I know what you mean."

"Until later?" He kissed her cheek.

"Until later." She smiled, and watched him leave the common room.

"Having fun?" Viktor came up behind her.

"Your still here?" She asked, "Don't you have any games you need to be at?"

"Nope...I got the year off." He smiled at her.

"Oh, I'm sure you did..."

"I did...They gave me this Quidditch year off...to relax..."

"Get away from me..."

"I want to talk to you..."

"About what?"

"About us..."

"There is no us..."

"I mean our friendship...does it really have to be over?"

"Yes." She spat at him, "Until later..." She waved at him, giving him a mock smile.

He stared after her, exasperated...Women!

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Snape sighed, "Are you going to Hogsmead?"

"Yep." Twilight nodded, leaning her head agenst his chest.

"Mmm..." he licked his lips, and shifted, "Anything in particular you'll be looking for?"

She laughed as she looked up at him, "Maybe..."

"Uh huh...I need to go into Diagon Alley later this week...anything you need?"

"I need some broom polish, and I think that's about it..." She thought back for things she 'really' needed.

"All right...I can get that..." He nodded, "Anything else?"

She sighed, thinking, "Nothing that I can't get in Hogsmead...at least nothing that can't wait...I need that polish though...Viktor is challanging me to a race of some sort..." She rolled her eyes, "Good for nothing bas-"

"Twilight...watch your mouth." He asked.

"I'm sorry...it's just he infurates me to no end!"

"I know how you feel...I really do."

"Oh, I'm sure you do..." Twilight snuggled back next to him, "But sometimes I just feel like strangling him to death..."

"You can't strangle someone to death..."

"You can if their lying down..." She stared at him.

"Oh...that sent chills..." Snape shivered.

"Really?" Twilight smiled, "I try, I really do..."