Old friends and new lessons

The two just stood there for a while, staring at each other. Finally Sam broke the silence.

"So you are here. I didn't know if it was you."

"Likewise, I heard rumors, I didn't know if they were true and if it'd be you."

Ron put in his thoughts, "You know each other?"

It was kind of a stupid question.

"We go way back."

"How?"

"Well," began Sam, "we know each other from here and there."

"Care to elaborate?"

"No," said Mark flatly.

"Then lost touch."

"To be sure."

They viewed each other for a while. Still in a state of disbelief.

"So where have you been hiding all these years?"

"Here and there," said Mark, "You?"

"Manhattan."

"Ah."

This form of conversation went on for a while. Eventually Dumbledore entered without warning, the way he often does.

"Sam and Mark, I see you remember each other."

"Kinda hard to forget."

"Sam, I was hoping you could help Mark with his class. This year there will be basic defense against a Serris."

"I'd only be too happy."

Later that evening Sam and Harry broke away from the rest of the group so that she could help him with what Snape had attempted to teach him the previous year. Keeping people out of his mind. They entered the DDA classroom and stood about ten feet away from each other.

"Ready Harry?"

He nodded, not sure if he was.

"Ok, so I'll start out easy, then get harder as you develop. You know how to do this right?"

"Yeah."

"Ok then."

Then they fell into silence, Harry felt a slight buzzing in his head, he quickly pushed against it, and it fell silent. Sam nodded, then the buzzing came back, slightly harder, and Harry pushed against it. This continued for sometime until they reached his limit. He pushed against her, but she didn't move, they stood no sign of effort appeared on her body, though Harry began to look weary, after a few minutes, he let down his guard and Sam flew into his brain. She retracted immediately. Harry looked up at her confused.

"You're tired, you need to rest."

He nodded and sat down on a desk. She looked at him as he regained his strength.

"So who was it? The person that controlled your mind."

He jumped at the directness of the statement, but she was correct. Last year Lord Voldemort was able to take over his body.

Sam nodded and looked away, after a few minutes she told him that he was ready to try again. They retook their positions and repeated the exercise with Sam using the same level of difficulty, eventually Harry was able to block her out, but he was dead tired. Sam looked at him.

"You're done for tonight, you can go back to your dormitory."

"I'm not looking forward to the walk."

Sam smiled nodded, suddenly he found himself in his dormitory. He looked around but Sam wasn't there. He fell into a deep peaceful sleep.

He woke up early at four in the morning, and found he wasn't tired at all. He got up and got dressed. In the common room he found Sam sitting watching the fire. The fire reflected in her eyes, and lit her face. She was strumming lightly on a guitar. He could make out soft notes to a song she didn't know she was playing, something long forgotten.

"That's very good."

Sam jumped, she had been so absorbed in thought she hadn't noticed his presence. She turned and looked at him, then at the window to see what time it was. It was still dark out.

"I'm sorry Harry, did I wake you up?"

"No, actually. I didn't hear you till I came down."

"I didn't realize I was playing, it's just second nature now."

She turned back to the fire and continued to strum and pick out a few notes, she started to hum along and as before her voice had an enchanting effect. It was almost hypnotizing. Then she grabbed the strings and held them down stopping the sound. Her eyes narrowed and she looked around. Harry was about to ask her what she was doing when he heard a voice inside his head say,

Don't make a sound!

Sam?

No, Santa Clause.

No matter the situation Sam always managed to be sarcastic.

She looked around then closed her eyes and focused, there was a slight breeze. All of a sudden her eyes flew open and she ran toward the open window and jumped out. Harry ran after her to see what was happening. Her saw her in mid-fall and suddenly she took the form of an eagle and dove out of sight. There was only one thought in Harry's mind at the moment.

What the hell just happened?

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Yeah, it's short but tis very important.

Summer started I'm out of school (WOOOOOOOOT!) so I should be updating more often, emphasis on should.