Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters. Except Samara, Alex, Mrs. Pathy, Josh, and Roy.
SAMARA, HEAD OF HOGWARTS
Chapter 7
(...Roy's Schemes and Samara's Dreams...)
"Okay! Thanks Roy. Well, I must get going Mrs. Pathy, goodnight!" I exclaimed.
I stood up and walked down the aisle. Once again the students stared at me, watching every move I made. I pushed open the door and walked into the empty hall. I quietness was interrupted by Roy's voice...again.
"Samara, I was searching for you, I love you Samara, please, will you be with me?" Roy asked with pleading eyes.
I whirled around and thought of Josh, but all I could see was Roy's freckled face.
"Yes Roy! I will! I-I-I like you. You're nice, and handsome, yes I will be with you!" I exclaimed.
I grabbed his hand and led him down the hall, up the stairs and into my loft. Roy gave me a devilish look, then grabbed my shoulders and pushed me onto the bed.
I screamed, "ROY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
He said, "I'm fulfilling my job! You see Potter, I am Ron Weasly's son, and you are Hermione's daughter. My father loved Hermione! He wanted her, he wanted to marry her, but she always liked Harry more! Now I, Roy Weasly, am fulfilling his dream of marrying a dirty half blood like you!"
He ripped my dress and kissed me. I kicked him in his stomach and ran, but he ripped my dress and I fell. He grabbed me and threw me on the bed. Just as he was about to slap me, Josh appeared in the door. He ran up the stairs and grabbed Roy, and then threw him violently down the stairs.
"SAMARA RUN!" Josh yelled.
I was about to run but noticed that my dress was half ripped off, so I unzipped the back and let it fall to my feet. I kicked it across the floor and ran in my bra and panties down the stairs and into my office.
I grabbed my wand and ran to Roy and yelled, "RIGAMORES!" and Roy disappeared.
I sighed with relief and looked at Josh. He was staring at me in my bra and undies like a model at a photo shoot. I walked up the stairs and smiled then kissed him.
"Thanks Josh! I-I-"I couldn't find the words to express my feelings.
"Josh put his fingers on my lips, "I love you," he finished my sentence and we kissed again. But this kiss was better, it was passionate, more soft, but hard, and loving. It was perfect. After the perfect kiss I blacked out.
DrEaM
Do I like Josh?
(Of course you do!)
Well I don't know...
(Shut up! You know you like him!)
Yes, you're right! But-HEY! This is ridicules! I will not talk to you any more!
(Oh yah!)
Well, prove it!
(No...I mean yes...)
Just stop!
EnD oF dReAm
This is chapter 7!!!
