As I look back on my life I remember many things: my friends, my parents,
and one woman who changed my life forever. Her name was Samantha, the love
of my life, you could say. She was everything. My love.... my joy.... my
hate. Even now in this old cottage by the ocean I can still hear her sweet
voice. How she loved to sing, and how I loved the feel of her fingers in my
hair as she sang me to sleep. She'd look at me with her big sea green eyes
and capture every fiber of my body into such beautiful stars. I'd twirl my
fingers around her black silky hair, and every now and then, touch her
caramel colored skin. And just when my eyes started to droop, she would
take off my glasses and caress my cheek before brushing her lips against
mine. Even now I miss those nights of falling asleep in her arms.... not
knowing it would be one of my lasts.
This is our story.....
~ Chapter One ~ First Glimpse
"Really, Harry..... I don't know what's gotten into you lately," sneered Hermione as Ron and I helped heave her trunk onto the Hogwarts train.
"You can't blame him for wanting to get out on his own, Hermione. After all..... he's not going to live by himself completely," huffed Ron as he let down the trunk. "He'll be living with me as we start our auror training once we graduate. This is our last year after all."
"I'm not talking about that, Ron..... it's just.... you haven't even told Sirius about your plans. I don't think he'll fancy you working for the ministry. Hasn't he always talked about you designing broomsticks?" continued Hermione as we settled in our compartment.
"That's what he wants me to do, Hermione. I'm not doing it just to spite him..... I like the idea of working for the ministry as an auror. It's the only chance I have at beating Voldemort at his own game without having to live in fear of him." I knew it.... I had left Hermione speechless. She huffed again at me as she gave up the argument and took out her book to read.
It was in the end of our sixth year when Dumbledore had asked Ron and me to join the auror division of the ministry once we finished our seventh year. We were given until the start of the new term to give him our answers. Ron had talked it over with his parents.... and they had finally agreed to let him join after many fights and flying dishes thrown at the Weasley house. I still didn't know how I was gonna tell Sirius..... the last time I had seen him was on my seventeenth birthday. He only stayed long enough to eat some cake and he left for Russia soon afterwards on another mission. I directed my attention back to Ron as he took out his chess board for us to play for the thousandth time when I heard Draco Malfoy's voice as he stopped in front of our compartment.
"I don't know who she is..... only caught a glimpse of her as she was walking out with Snape..... heard father talking about her. Beautiful..... what I wouldn't do to her..... bloody hell...... that is some piece of ass! Her name is Samantha Worthing......" Malfoy glimpsed into our compartment and grinned at us as he continued walking with Crabbe and Goyle.
I don't know why..... but I had a sudden urge to hit Malfoy right in the nose for talking about this girl like that. Samantha Worthing. Just saying her mind made my heart skip. This was the first time I had heard Malfoy say 'beautiful' in a sentence..... she must have been captivating for Malfoy to utter such words. I wanted to meet her..... I wanted to see Samantha for myself....
"Checkmate," grinned Ron. I had lost once again.
****
It was long before we made our way into the Great Hall for the welcoming feast. We took our usual seats at the Gryffindor table as we waited for the first years to be sorted. I looked up at the teachers' table and saw two empty seats, one on each side of Dumbledore. I noticed that Snape wasn't there..... so I figured one must be for him and the other for..... for Samantha.
"Who are you looking for, Harry?" asked Hermione as the first years were being sorted.
"Just wondering if they let Snape back in again," I smirked.
After all the first years had been sorted, Dumbledore rose to give his usual speech at the beginning of the term. Just then Snape came in..... looking as foul as ever with his greasy hair..... but something was new about him..... his hair actually looked shorter. Just then SHE came in. Samantha. It had to be her. She was wearing robes of dark sea green color that matched her eyes and her black hair. She was exquisite. Beautiful..... the way she smiled and bowed her head slightly to Dumbledore. She must have been no more than seventeen. There wasn't a boy or girl who wasn't mesmerized by her. She blushed slightly as Dumbledore kissed her hand and seated her next to him. She smiled at everyone as she looked down at all the four tables of students gawking at her. "I'm pleased to introduce to you all Miss Samantha Worthing. She was sent from the Order to be my new assistant concerning the school. She is to be treated with the same respect as any of our fine professors deserves." After giving another wave with his hands, the feast began.
I kept my eyes locked on her..... there hadn't been anybody like her.... no one. I watched at how Dumbledore seemed to be explaining something to her as she looked around the room and met my eyes. It wasn't even two seconds when she smiled at me and turned her attention back to Dumbledore. I knew I was in love.
"We all know she's pretty, Harry..... will u just eat!" Hermione pushed the potatoes at me. I directed me attention back to my plate and began to eat.... either way.... I knew I wouldn't sleep that night..... or any other night..... I could only think of her. Samantha.
This is our story.....
~ Chapter One ~ First Glimpse
"Really, Harry..... I don't know what's gotten into you lately," sneered Hermione as Ron and I helped heave her trunk onto the Hogwarts train.
"You can't blame him for wanting to get out on his own, Hermione. After all..... he's not going to live by himself completely," huffed Ron as he let down the trunk. "He'll be living with me as we start our auror training once we graduate. This is our last year after all."
"I'm not talking about that, Ron..... it's just.... you haven't even told Sirius about your plans. I don't think he'll fancy you working for the ministry. Hasn't he always talked about you designing broomsticks?" continued Hermione as we settled in our compartment.
"That's what he wants me to do, Hermione. I'm not doing it just to spite him..... I like the idea of working for the ministry as an auror. It's the only chance I have at beating Voldemort at his own game without having to live in fear of him." I knew it.... I had left Hermione speechless. She huffed again at me as she gave up the argument and took out her book to read.
It was in the end of our sixth year when Dumbledore had asked Ron and me to join the auror division of the ministry once we finished our seventh year. We were given until the start of the new term to give him our answers. Ron had talked it over with his parents.... and they had finally agreed to let him join after many fights and flying dishes thrown at the Weasley house. I still didn't know how I was gonna tell Sirius..... the last time I had seen him was on my seventeenth birthday. He only stayed long enough to eat some cake and he left for Russia soon afterwards on another mission. I directed my attention back to Ron as he took out his chess board for us to play for the thousandth time when I heard Draco Malfoy's voice as he stopped in front of our compartment.
"I don't know who she is..... only caught a glimpse of her as she was walking out with Snape..... heard father talking about her. Beautiful..... what I wouldn't do to her..... bloody hell...... that is some piece of ass! Her name is Samantha Worthing......" Malfoy glimpsed into our compartment and grinned at us as he continued walking with Crabbe and Goyle.
I don't know why..... but I had a sudden urge to hit Malfoy right in the nose for talking about this girl like that. Samantha Worthing. Just saying her mind made my heart skip. This was the first time I had heard Malfoy say 'beautiful' in a sentence..... she must have been captivating for Malfoy to utter such words. I wanted to meet her..... I wanted to see Samantha for myself....
"Checkmate," grinned Ron. I had lost once again.
****
It was long before we made our way into the Great Hall for the welcoming feast. We took our usual seats at the Gryffindor table as we waited for the first years to be sorted. I looked up at the teachers' table and saw two empty seats, one on each side of Dumbledore. I noticed that Snape wasn't there..... so I figured one must be for him and the other for..... for Samantha.
"Who are you looking for, Harry?" asked Hermione as the first years were being sorted.
"Just wondering if they let Snape back in again," I smirked.
After all the first years had been sorted, Dumbledore rose to give his usual speech at the beginning of the term. Just then Snape came in..... looking as foul as ever with his greasy hair..... but something was new about him..... his hair actually looked shorter. Just then SHE came in. Samantha. It had to be her. She was wearing robes of dark sea green color that matched her eyes and her black hair. She was exquisite. Beautiful..... the way she smiled and bowed her head slightly to Dumbledore. She must have been no more than seventeen. There wasn't a boy or girl who wasn't mesmerized by her. She blushed slightly as Dumbledore kissed her hand and seated her next to him. She smiled at everyone as she looked down at all the four tables of students gawking at her. "I'm pleased to introduce to you all Miss Samantha Worthing. She was sent from the Order to be my new assistant concerning the school. She is to be treated with the same respect as any of our fine professors deserves." After giving another wave with his hands, the feast began.
I kept my eyes locked on her..... there hadn't been anybody like her.... no one. I watched at how Dumbledore seemed to be explaining something to her as she looked around the room and met my eyes. It wasn't even two seconds when she smiled at me and turned her attention back to Dumbledore. I knew I was in love.
"We all know she's pretty, Harry..... will u just eat!" Hermione pushed the potatoes at me. I directed me attention back to my plate and began to eat.... either way.... I knew I wouldn't sleep that night..... or any other night..... I could only think of her. Samantha.