A/N: I haven't really got around to responding to any reviews because the
computer I type on doesn't have internet. So here goes!
Thea: Awww... I love you so much! And yes, I will be continuing my other story... And maybe at the end there will be an alternate ending to everything with the baby ^_^ Carleen: You seriously need to read more!!! LOL. We need to work on the other story by the way. Kat Nicole: Thank you so much!! No, I do not live in Saskatchewan, but I live in Alberta. Right next to ya girl! Hopefully you'll read the next chapters! I promise you'll like them! Moon: You make about as much sense as a Gandhi in a gun shop. God: You seriously remind me of this dream I had where this chick was all stalker-ish, and made up these scenarios and thought they were real. Either that or you think I'm someone else. What/who is TMR? Canon... A printer/camera/other electronics company... Either that or in dance where it's like the wave. TH15 15 T3H SU... See my response to Moon.
The interesting thing about this chapter is that I wrote the ending first. Weird huh? Ah well, it's a short one. Why? I'm a pickle and my head hurts. Get over it. Oh and I need a new disclaimer. The name Zinok now belongs to Thea, who bought it for two dollars. I'm expecting that money by the way ^_^
***Chapter Six: Love, Heartbreak, and Surprises***
It had been a week. A week since her heart was broken, a week since she found love. Blaise and Samantha were inseparable. They did almost everything together. This, of course, made Pansy quite jealous. She dumped Draco (for the first time in his life) and immediately started to flirt with Blaise. But not even Pansy Parkinson could spoil this. It would take a bigger force.
Potions classes were unbearable now. Snape, out of spite, had decided to pair them up for their next project.
"Let's see," Snape drawled, stretching out the agonizing time when a teacher picks the partners. "Granger with Patil, Weasley and Goyle, Potter and Crabbe, Bulstrode with Thomas..." The list went on and on until he reached the four remaining people in the class. Malfoy, Parkinson, Zinok and Zabini. "Better put Zinok with Parkinson and Zabini with Malfoy! Now before you get started, I would like to explain the whole project..."
"Oh great!" Samantha thought. "Stuck with the pug! Oh goody!"
Of course, Blaise and Draco actually got along. Well... They were civil. Blaise still hated him for what he did to Samantha. So with everyone paired up, the class started to work on their potions.
"Watch yourself!" Pansy screeched at Samantha when she almost 'accidentally' spilt toad vomit on her.
"Sorry, Pug. Maybe you should move your big fat ass."
Pansy made a foul face at Samantha. "I heard that Draco turned you down again. Where you hitting on him or something? Because, seriously, he'd never like Mudblood trash."
"One, I never hit on him. Two, I'm not a mudblood. My parents aren't muggles."
"I'm so sure! You even said yourself that you have stupid muggle parents!"
Samantha slopped some green liquid into the cauldron. "My real parents weren't muggles!" she snapped.
Pansy rolled her eyes. "You have a very weird imagination, you know."
Samantha desperately wanted to prove to her that her parents weren't muggles. Well, her real parents weren't. She had pretended that she had muggle parents. But she couldn't tell Pansy her story. She only told Blaise, and that was the way it was going to be.
"Watch what you're doing!" Pansy squealed when Samantha accidentally poured the whole bottle of spider spit into the cauldron.
"Oh shit!"
The cauldron started to bubble and smell terribly. The whole class was now staring. It started to bubble up, but it didn't bubble over. Snape pushed his way through the students to clear their cauldron. He started to wave his wand but- BOOM! The potion exploded, covering everyone in a gooey purple substance.
"ZINOK!" Snape yelled.
"Detention, I know." It was starting to become a ritual.
The rest of her classes were okay. She particularly enjoyed Arithmacy and learning algebra. Divination was weird. Firenze just kind of scared her a bit; he seemed to know everything about her. But the big thing that she enjoyed in school was that the Yule Ball was coming up and the knowing that Blaise was going to ask her. Life was going great, and Samantha had almost forgotten about Finley and Voldemort. We all know that life is never great though. And life always brings surprises.
******
It all happened so fast. Samantha sat, eating her breakfast that she had smuggled up to her room. It was a Saturday and a week before the Yule Ball. The letter, then the shock, then... The realization. She knew that Voldemort knew where she was, but it was only right before Christmas holidays that she found it out. The other 'he' knew where she was.
iDear Sam,
It's weird how you suddenly disappeared. Were you trying to get away from me? Because, if you were, we both know that that's the wrong choice. Remember Sam, I'm more powerful than you. I could kill you at any time. Especially now that I know what's going on in your life. I have sources at your school. They tell me everything. Better watch your back, Sam.
Remember that, Sam,
You know who this is
P.S. I would break it off with that Zabini guy if I were you. He makes me mad, and you wouldn't want anything to happen to him, would you?/i
The letter ended in a shocking snap back to reality. Samantha couldn't get close to anyone. She didn't know who they really were, and if they weren't spies, they would now be caught up in her troubles. Samantha had to break everything off with Blaise. It was hard. Every time she went to tell him, he did something as simple as smiling that made her change her mind.
"I need to break it off!" she scolded herself. "It's no fair to him. He deserves to live a long life. Yet, I told him about the mall and he didn't care... Does he love me? More importantly, do I love him?" Samantha sighed. No matter how much she loved him, she couldn't put him in danger for her own selfish reasons. It was time.
******
Blaise had planned everything perfectly. Take Samantha out to the balcony off the Astronomy tower and ask her, while handing her a single red rose. All had been going according to plan. Until he asked.
"Blaise." Samantha bit her lip, another nervous habit of hers. "I'm sorry. I can't. Everything, everything is just not right. I love being with you but, I can't. It's complicated... My life is really screwed up and I don't think that it will ever be stable."
Blaise's face remained the same.
"I knew you would understand," Samantha said smiling. She went to kiss him, but he pushed her away.
"That's just it Samantha. I understand. I understand completely. But you led me on, Samantha and this time I'm not going to take it. I don't want to be friends. I don't want to be close to you. Just forget everything happened." Blaise turned on his heel and the rose that had been in Samantha's hand dropped to the ground and turned black.
"But Blaise-"
"No!" he snapped at her. He walked quickly away and down the steps of the tower.
Samantha stood for a little bit, hands clutched together, heart crying. From her hazel eyes, silver tears fell, dropping onto the cold, hard stone. She followed after Blaise, but only to return to the common room. He wouldn't talk to her after this. She knew that.
And after she left, the balcony was unoccupied, except for one thing. A single black rose.
***End Chapter Six***
Another A/N: FOMG I know that was awful! I'm so sorry but I couldn't write it any other way for some reason! Every time I lose my artists block, my writing goes crap. Hopefully, I will get caught up in the music I am listening to and make the next chapter WAY better.
Thea: Awww... I love you so much! And yes, I will be continuing my other story... And maybe at the end there will be an alternate ending to everything with the baby ^_^ Carleen: You seriously need to read more!!! LOL. We need to work on the other story by the way. Kat Nicole: Thank you so much!! No, I do not live in Saskatchewan, but I live in Alberta. Right next to ya girl! Hopefully you'll read the next chapters! I promise you'll like them! Moon: You make about as much sense as a Gandhi in a gun shop. God: You seriously remind me of this dream I had where this chick was all stalker-ish, and made up these scenarios and thought they were real. Either that or you think I'm someone else. What/who is TMR? Canon... A printer/camera/other electronics company... Either that or in dance where it's like the wave. TH15 15 T3H SU... See my response to Moon.
The interesting thing about this chapter is that I wrote the ending first. Weird huh? Ah well, it's a short one. Why? I'm a pickle and my head hurts. Get over it. Oh and I need a new disclaimer. The name Zinok now belongs to Thea, who bought it for two dollars. I'm expecting that money by the way ^_^
***Chapter Six: Love, Heartbreak, and Surprises***
It had been a week. A week since her heart was broken, a week since she found love. Blaise and Samantha were inseparable. They did almost everything together. This, of course, made Pansy quite jealous. She dumped Draco (for the first time in his life) and immediately started to flirt with Blaise. But not even Pansy Parkinson could spoil this. It would take a bigger force.
Potions classes were unbearable now. Snape, out of spite, had decided to pair them up for their next project.
"Let's see," Snape drawled, stretching out the agonizing time when a teacher picks the partners. "Granger with Patil, Weasley and Goyle, Potter and Crabbe, Bulstrode with Thomas..." The list went on and on until he reached the four remaining people in the class. Malfoy, Parkinson, Zinok and Zabini. "Better put Zinok with Parkinson and Zabini with Malfoy! Now before you get started, I would like to explain the whole project..."
"Oh great!" Samantha thought. "Stuck with the pug! Oh goody!"
Of course, Blaise and Draco actually got along. Well... They were civil. Blaise still hated him for what he did to Samantha. So with everyone paired up, the class started to work on their potions.
"Watch yourself!" Pansy screeched at Samantha when she almost 'accidentally' spilt toad vomit on her.
"Sorry, Pug. Maybe you should move your big fat ass."
Pansy made a foul face at Samantha. "I heard that Draco turned you down again. Where you hitting on him or something? Because, seriously, he'd never like Mudblood trash."
"One, I never hit on him. Two, I'm not a mudblood. My parents aren't muggles."
"I'm so sure! You even said yourself that you have stupid muggle parents!"
Samantha slopped some green liquid into the cauldron. "My real parents weren't muggles!" she snapped.
Pansy rolled her eyes. "You have a very weird imagination, you know."
Samantha desperately wanted to prove to her that her parents weren't muggles. Well, her real parents weren't. She had pretended that she had muggle parents. But she couldn't tell Pansy her story. She only told Blaise, and that was the way it was going to be.
"Watch what you're doing!" Pansy squealed when Samantha accidentally poured the whole bottle of spider spit into the cauldron.
"Oh shit!"
The cauldron started to bubble and smell terribly. The whole class was now staring. It started to bubble up, but it didn't bubble over. Snape pushed his way through the students to clear their cauldron. He started to wave his wand but- BOOM! The potion exploded, covering everyone in a gooey purple substance.
"ZINOK!" Snape yelled.
"Detention, I know." It was starting to become a ritual.
The rest of her classes were okay. She particularly enjoyed Arithmacy and learning algebra. Divination was weird. Firenze just kind of scared her a bit; he seemed to know everything about her. But the big thing that she enjoyed in school was that the Yule Ball was coming up and the knowing that Blaise was going to ask her. Life was going great, and Samantha had almost forgotten about Finley and Voldemort. We all know that life is never great though. And life always brings surprises.
******
It all happened so fast. Samantha sat, eating her breakfast that she had smuggled up to her room. It was a Saturday and a week before the Yule Ball. The letter, then the shock, then... The realization. She knew that Voldemort knew where she was, but it was only right before Christmas holidays that she found it out. The other 'he' knew where she was.
iDear Sam,
It's weird how you suddenly disappeared. Were you trying to get away from me? Because, if you were, we both know that that's the wrong choice. Remember Sam, I'm more powerful than you. I could kill you at any time. Especially now that I know what's going on in your life. I have sources at your school. They tell me everything. Better watch your back, Sam.
Remember that, Sam,
You know who this is
P.S. I would break it off with that Zabini guy if I were you. He makes me mad, and you wouldn't want anything to happen to him, would you?/i
The letter ended in a shocking snap back to reality. Samantha couldn't get close to anyone. She didn't know who they really were, and if they weren't spies, they would now be caught up in her troubles. Samantha had to break everything off with Blaise. It was hard. Every time she went to tell him, he did something as simple as smiling that made her change her mind.
"I need to break it off!" she scolded herself. "It's no fair to him. He deserves to live a long life. Yet, I told him about the mall and he didn't care... Does he love me? More importantly, do I love him?" Samantha sighed. No matter how much she loved him, she couldn't put him in danger for her own selfish reasons. It was time.
******
Blaise had planned everything perfectly. Take Samantha out to the balcony off the Astronomy tower and ask her, while handing her a single red rose. All had been going according to plan. Until he asked.
"Blaise." Samantha bit her lip, another nervous habit of hers. "I'm sorry. I can't. Everything, everything is just not right. I love being with you but, I can't. It's complicated... My life is really screwed up and I don't think that it will ever be stable."
Blaise's face remained the same.
"I knew you would understand," Samantha said smiling. She went to kiss him, but he pushed her away.
"That's just it Samantha. I understand. I understand completely. But you led me on, Samantha and this time I'm not going to take it. I don't want to be friends. I don't want to be close to you. Just forget everything happened." Blaise turned on his heel and the rose that had been in Samantha's hand dropped to the ground and turned black.
"But Blaise-"
"No!" he snapped at her. He walked quickly away and down the steps of the tower.
Samantha stood for a little bit, hands clutched together, heart crying. From her hazel eyes, silver tears fell, dropping onto the cold, hard stone. She followed after Blaise, but only to return to the common room. He wouldn't talk to her after this. She knew that.
And after she left, the balcony was unoccupied, except for one thing. A single black rose.
***End Chapter Six***
Another A/N: FOMG I know that was awful! I'm so sorry but I couldn't write it any other way for some reason! Every time I lose my artists block, my writing goes crap. Hopefully, I will get caught up in the music I am listening to and make the next chapter WAY better.