TITLE: Harry Potter and the Heir of Snape
AUTHOR NAME: Marlena R. Snape
EMAIL: Bloodflame013@aol.com
CATEGORY: Romance
SUB CATEGORY: Angst
RATING: PG- 13
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A/N: Again, I own nothing aside from Lena, and other created characters I credit to their original creators. Nero credited to myself, Angel Raye to my close friend Angel, Nicole Azoff to my friend Nicole, and Stephanie Leoncour to my sister Stephanie.
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† Chapter Three: First Day Scuttle †
It was early the next morning, when Lena's eyes fluttered open. She looked up groggily, as standing above her, was the gleaming smirk of her room mate, Stephanie.
"Mornin' sunshine!" Stephanie said chipperly, as Lena flinched from her enthusiasm.
"Good morning.." She said softly, yawning. "What time..." She slowly was sitting up as she spoke. "Is it?"
"Now? Well...when I got up, it was 6:15..." Stephanie said, as Lena's eyes widened.
"You got me up that early!?" She asked, as Stephanie shook her head, laughing.
"I've been up for a little while..."
"Oh..." Lena said, slowly throwing the covers off of her. "It better not be before 7, or I'm slapping you." Stephanie chuckled.
"Ah, that's the spirit! Come on." She said, encouraging Lena to get up.
Lena got up, alright, and looked as if she could crawl right back into bed, under the covers, and stay there. It was cold to her, in the dormitory, as she slipped on her black fuzzy bedroom slippers. She opened her trunk, grabbing a black hooded sweatshirt, tugging it over her head, as she walked out of the dorm with Stephanie. They walked into the common room, where Lena was surprised to see an assembled group of Slytherin's. Didn't anyone sleep around here?!
"Morning Lena." A friendly voice said, which was the voice of Angel Raye. Lena smiled weakly toward her, waving a bit.
"Morning." She replied, as she noticed hardly anyone was out of their pajamas. She had a semi-horrified look, turned...mildly intrigued, as Nero VanBuren walked into the room, dressed in low hung grey sweatpants, pulling a white wifebeater tank top over his head.
"Hey there hotties!" Nero exclaimed cheerfully, a smirk on his face as he glanced toward Lena. "Special heeeey to you." Lena rolled her eyes with a smile.
"Hey Nero..." she said, as she sat down at one of the tables beside Stephanie and Angel. Nero walked over to where Marcus Flint, dressed in his school uniform pants and shirt was sitting, and Angel rolled her eyes.
"Ignore him...sometimes he'll leave you alone if you don't pay attention to him." Angel advised, as Lena began to laugh.
"He's not so bad..." She said, as both Angel and Stephanie raised their eyebrows at her, looking as if she had lost her mind. Already.
"Not so bad?" Stephanie asked, as she began snickering. "He'll screw ANYTHING. No offense to you, hun."
"None taken..." Lena said, looking a little taken aback. "Is he really a...what's the word..."
"Raging slut? Manwhore?" Stephanie offered, as Lena snickered. Well, she wouldn't have thought of that, but it definitely summed up what she was thinking.
"Yeah, that'll do. Is he really so bad?"
"Well put it this way..." Angel started, leaning closer toward Lena. "Last year? He tried getting all of the Ravenclaw 4th years at the time to date him. Or to just give him the time of day. For the most part, it worked! Just because of his looks...and because he's Draco's cousin." Angel shook her head. "It's kind of, weird, talking about him like this, you know...giving the low down to a girl he's obviously centered out to go after..."
"Which we both pity you dearly..." Stephanie chimed in.
"But you should in fact know his track record before things get far." Angel finished, as Lena raised an eyebrow.
"No, things won't get far. I'm not attracted to him...like that."
Angel and Stephanie looked at each other, both radiating shock from their expressions. Lena blinked, what was so surprising there? She had just MET him. She didn't have crushes on people...she had to get to know them first. And by then? It was no longer a crush. As Lena was about to open her mouth, they were joined by a brunette, with deep brown eyes, well presented, dressed in a pair of pajama pants and a sweat shirt.
"Mornin' gals, what's the chatter about?" she asked, as Angel lifted her jaw, giving a smile toward the girl.
"Hey Nikki." She said, as she glanced between Nicole and Lena. "Lena, this is Nicole Azoff, Nikki, this is Lena Snape."
"I knew that." Nicole said with a smirk, as she nodded toward Lena. "Nice to meet you, officially."
"Nice to meet you too." Lena said with a smile.
"We're just talking about how Lena isn't attracted to Nero." Stephanie said, as Nicole slowly grinned.
"Finally a girl with taste?" She asked, as Lena, Angel and Stephanie all began to laugh.
The conversation between the four girls, was cut short by the amount of time there was until breakfast. Of course, they still had to get dressed. Lena had dressed fairly quickly, getting into her robes for the day. She had always hated uniforms...something about them made her feel trapped. She couldn't be creative with her outfit. It had to be, 'just so'. She brushed out her long black hair, putting it into two loose pigtails that draped over each of her shoulders. Green hair ties fit perfectly with the whole, 'Slytherin style', she figured. She fixed her makeup, so it was light, barely visible. A pale powder finish on her face, with light smoke grey eye shadow. Black eyeliner that wasn't heavily applied. Mascara. And a little caramel coloured lip gloss for her lips, just to add colour. She hated looking so pale...it was as if she avoided any light from the sun completely. Which wasn't the case. She added a small hint of blush to her face, giving it an off pale rose tint. There...she felt like she looked suitable. Presentable. She grabbed her black chunk heeled (2 1/2 inches) platform shoes, from the side of her trunk. She couldn't bare to deal with the shoes that her mother had bought her for school. She bought the shoes she was now, putting on, before she boarded the train. Ah how she loved muggle London 2 hours before the train boarded. After finishing getting dressed, Lena grabbed her cloak, her books, and made her way to the common room again.
As she walked in, she looked around. First thing she saw, was a certain blue eyed, platinum haired male looking at her. He smirked. It was Nero. She smiled at him, waving the fingers on her left hand into something, resembling a wave. Nero's expression turned smug, almost, into a cocky smile, as he turned, speaking to Joshua. How typical. It was as if those two were attached at the hip, from what Lena observed. She was heading toward the porthole, when she nearly ran into someone coming into the common room. Blonde hair...grey eyes. Draco.
"Sorry about that.." She said quietly, looking up at him.
"Not to worry, Lena." Draco said with a smirk. "Heading to the Great Hall?"
"Yep." She said shortly, as he blinked slowly.
"Care to have an escort?" He asked, which Lena felt off to the side, someone's eyes. As she side glanced, she saw Nero, still talking to Joshua, but a small glare was sent in Draco's direction.
"Y-yeah, I would like that." She said, as Draco smiled, nodding.
"Fantastic." He said, "Let me just grab my Transfiguration book..."
Draco walked past her, and she turned, nodding a bit. She waited for him, watching as Nero watched Draco leave the common room. The glare in tact. Was there competition between the two? Or was Nero just jealous of anyone who may best him? It was already annoying her...and it was only the second day of actually being in the castle! A few moments had past, when Draco walked back into the common room, with his books in hand. He walked back to where Lena stood, she could feel the tension grow just with Draco's presence. Mostly, from Nero's direction.
"Ready?" He asked, as Lena gave a nod.
"Absolutely..."
Lena glanced back at Nero as Draco ushered her out of the common room, and she honestly couldn't help but smirk. Something about the whole situation was humerous to her. As they exited the common room, she looked at Draco seriously.
"I need to ask...what's Nero's problem?"
"Problem? Which of the many are you interested in?" Draco asked scornfully, as he looked at the new girl with a dim expression. "He's just, bloody well pissed off, because you haven't been drooling on his shoes, yet."
"Yet?" Lena asked, heat in her voice as she shook her head. A small, sarcastic laugh emanating from the girl. "That'll never happen."
"Oh?" Draco said thoughtfully, as Lena looked at him, from looking straight ahead.
"What? Is that a shock?" She asked. It was actually, quite appalling, that nobody thought she had the 'will power' to overcome a...a playboy. That's what he was. How hard was it? Nero was 'cute', but not 'dating' material.
"Just that you may be the first new girl, to not be interested in my dear….dear...cousin, in that fashion." Draco said, sarcasm in his voice as he said 'dear dear cousin'. He turned his attention back toward the front, where he was walking, with a smirk. "You might just be one of the good ones, luv."
"Well, I'll take that as a compliment, then." Lena said with a smirk.
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They arrived at the Great Hall, barely taking a second to notice that Crabbe and Goyle had taken their spot in tow, with them walking. As they walked into the hall, Draco lead Lena over to the Slytherin table, but she stopped, catching the eye of one particular Gryffindor.
"Draco...go ahead. I need to talk to Oliver..." She said, as he gave a small nod. Draco walked over to the table with Crabbe and Goyle, while Lena walked down the aisle way between the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor tables. She took a deep breath, as she tapped Oliver on the shoulder. He was talking to two red heads, twins...so it looked, and another boy. As he turned around, seeing her, a smile came over his face.
"Mornin' Princess...how was your first night?" Oliver asked, as Lena shrugged. He patted the seat beside him, which was a bit unexpected. She sat next to him, on the edge of the seat, looking quite uneasy.
"First night was alright...met a few people...and such." She said, as Oliver nodded.
"Everyone treatin' ya alright?"
"So far, so good..." She replied with a small smile. "Just...someone has already centered out to fancy me."
"Malfoy?" One of the redheads asked, as Lena glanced over.
"No...not quite..."
"Ah, you're lucky then." The redhead said with a smirk toward the other. Both began snickering, as Lena took a deep breath.
"Don't even tell me it's Flint." Oliver said, as Lena chuckled.
"No..." She said, then sighed. "Nero V-"
"He fancies everyone..." The second redhead said. Lena glanced over once more, a look of mild annoyance on her face.
"Who are you again?" She asked, as Oliver smirked.
"Lena. This is Fred...and George. Weasley. Fred, George, this is my cousin, Lena Snape."
"Cousin, eh?" Fred asked, as Lena arched an eyebrow. Okay, so unbelievable was this? It annoyed Lena, as she tried her best to keep a civil tongue with his friends. Oh. Oh how hard that was.
"Yes. Cousin." Lena said, as she slowly stood up. "Oliver, I will talk to you later. I need to head over to my table." She smiled, leaning down. She kissed Oliver's cheek, as she began walking back down toward the Slytherin table. Oliver, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan, were talking once more. Probably about Quidditch. Then again, George and Fred's looking toward the girl, proved otherwise. Lena resisted rolling her eyes, as she walked along the length of the Slytherin table. Draco slid down a bit, allowing her to sit down beside him, and she smiled a bit.
"Thanks Draco."
"See you had a nice little, chat, with the Weasley's...eh?" Draco said, as Lena shook her head.
"They're blockheaded, aren't they?" She asked as Draco smirked.
"I could say plenty about them, but in the presence of a lady, I'll refrain my tongue..."
So Draco was a gentleman? What a revelation. She never would have pegged him for such. She may have thought, a little self-centered, and very high maintenance, but never a gentleman. She smiled, looking down at the table a bit as she did so. It was a little surprising to her. Draco looked at her offly.
"Did I say something odd?" Draco inquired, as Lena looked at him, shaking her head.
"No, not at all. I'm just flattered, is all."
"Flattered, luv?" Draco asked, with a smirk. "Which part flattered you?"
"The part where you considered me a lady." She said as Draco arched an eyebrow.
"But of course you are..." A voice said, which caused Lena to look up swiftly from her glance at Draco. She looked up into the bright blue eyes, of Nero VanBuren. He bowed his head a bit to the girl, smiling, as he sat down. "Anyone who considered otherwise, is definitely not much in my book."
"You were brought into this conversation, when, Nero?" Draco snapped, as Nero mocked offense.
"Why, Draco, I was just stating a fact you should have already stated." Nero said with a genuine smile, which actually caused Lena to blush, but Draco sneered.
"This was a private conversation, Nero. You were leaving." Draco said, through gritted teeth. Clearly showing his anger, which made Nero feel very fulfilled. He raised his hands defensively, backing away slowly with that smile still in tact.
"Of course, cousin. Just remember, Ms. Snape, I'm always available if you need a real man to chat with. Have a good day. The pair of you." Nero said, coolly, which caused Draco to turn pale with fury. His eyes flickered storm grey, as Lena looked a little worried. Or perhaps it was scared. Draco shook his head, looking toward Lena.
"Forgive my temper…I just have a distinct hatred for attitude thrown at me. Or my companions." He said, as Lena nodded slightly.
"It's okay, Draco. Honestly." She said. But inside, she was thinking about his temper. The quick nature of it. It was intimidating, really. Was it really okay? Her attention shifted toward where Nero was sitting down. He flashed a smile at her, having still had his eye on her. She shied away, turning her attention toward the table. Draco looked at her, and Nero just had a smirk on his face, as he finally looked away.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked thoughtfully, as she slowly looked back up from the table, toward him. Her green eyes lacking any real spark.
"Yeah, I'm okay. I just have a headache." She said softly, forcing a smile onto her face. "I'm fine really, thank you for asking, though."
But was she okay? The tension between Draco and Nero was thick. And it was just the first day of classes. What would happen later on if THIS was how it started? She swallowed hard just thinking about it. It wasn't something she'd want to see, or be any part of. But now, that she was spending any type of time with Draco, she knew she'd be smack dab in the middle of all this ruckus and chaos. She didn't really have a headache, she just didn't feel like talking at a time like this. Draco and Nero were related for Merlin's sake…this was not how people related treated one another. At least not where she knew. She tried to imagine fighting with Oliver in the fashion Draco and Nero did, and the thought itself made her shiver. She didn't like that…at all. Dumbledore soon stood up, ready to give the starting day announcements before breakfast.
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After breakfast; Lena walked out of the Great Hall with Angel, Stephanie and Nicole, her books clenched to her chest. Stephanie raised an eyebrow; seemingly inquired as to what had Lena so on edge.
"What's the matter?" Stephanie finally asked, as they were heading to Transfiguration.
"Nothing, really. Just thinking." Lena said - truth be told - the only what she was thinking about wasn't necessarily her best interest. She was still lingering on the earlier events, trying desperately to release them from her mind. "Thinking is a dangerous thing you know." She said, a smirk tugging at her lip as Stephanie grinned.
"That's for bloody sure…" She said, "Especially if you're thinking out loud."
"Thankfully I've learned to refrain myself from such." Lena said with a smile, as they walked into the Transfiguration classroom.
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[[So opposed to writing the entire classes out ( save for potions, because it's personally my favourite :-D ), I'm going to put chapter 4 set around the afternoon time. R&R if you like]]