Family problems, New Love and New life

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A big huge thanks to my beta guy GusMan! Thanks gussygoose, you made it easy to write. And to all those that read this story, I hope you enjoy it!

And now a big thanks to all my friends! Thanks guys, you are my rock! So a big thank you to all the Yr11 outcasts at WSHS!

So thanks to:

Dwayne

Crystal (aka Country mouse)

Gusman

Chad (aka Hop along Harry)

Emma (Lil Em)

Shen (the ice queen wanna-be)

And Tomtom

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Gus: Of we go laddies! (LOL please ignore the schizophrenic girls outbursts)

Feynix: Gus! That isn't funny!

Gus: LOL course it is!

Feynix: Oh har har har.

Gus: Anyways, lets all wish Feynix a Happy Birthday for November 1st and her two horsies, the Diva and On a Jeoune, who came in first and second in the Melbourne Cup!. Lucky Brat.

Feynix: Ha I can't help it if you chose the horses by their names rather than their stats! Anyways, let us go and leave the nice people to read the story in peace. For now.

Gus: See, schizophrenic outbursts. BTW this chappy is 1,370 words.

Feynix: YOU ARE SO DEAD!

And now, on with the Chapter 10!

The number 4

4 days later…

"So she didn't take her things?" Hermione asked as they waved their parents off on the train.

"No, nothing. Salazar and Munyin are still in the dorm. Damn bird is as obnoxious as Amelia." Blaise said.

"I am not!" Munyin scowled, landing on Draco's shoulder

"Yes you are. AND you don't care!" Hermione said to Munyin as the group headed to the horseless carriages, and headed back to the school.

"Where do you think she is?" Draco asked, breaking the silence that had settled over the group.

"Dunno, but I reckon she' somewhere nice." Hermione said, trying to be positive.

Harry didn't think so.

"Shut up you little slut!"

"Just let me go!"

"No! If you say another fuckin' word, I'm gonna whip the fucking daylights outta you!" Andrew snarled.

Amelia shrank back in her 3m x 3m cell. Her hair was chopped to shoulder length and most of her body was covered in either cuts, or bruises or dirt.

Suddenly, a rattish-like man came over.

"The master will see you both now. And do hurry; he isn't in a very good mood." Peter Pettigrew smirked, thinking his master would be in a better mood after torturing these two for while.

Amelia was scared. She couldn't remember ever feeling this scared before…before she had met Uncle Sev. He was her rock, and right then and there, she vowed to return to him, no matter what.

"My lord." Then screams.

She was jerked out of her thoughts by Andrews screaming. She looked up to see who was casting Crucio on her Uncle, and looked straight into the crimson red eyes, of Lord Voldemort, of her own Great Uncle Tom, her mothers own uncle, and her Uncles own Uncle; and the panic returned in force.

4 months later…

"Blaise! Harry! Really, do you two 'have' to do that while we're eating?" Ron joked, helping himself to another piece of Sheppard's pie, while Harry and Blaise shared a kiss.

"Oh Ron, leave them alone." Mrs Weasley said.

The parents' had returned that day for Mid-year reports and interviews.

Just then, the doors to the Hall opened, and everyone went silent and turned to see who the (very) late comer was. When they saw who it was, they were shocked. It was Amelia!

She had several nasty cuts and bruises on her face, arms and legs, which was all anyone could see.

"Sorry I'm late. Had a bit of a problem with the transportation from Little Hangleton to here." She said as she limped, very heavily, over to Severus, who was still sitting with the Malfoy's, Weasley's, Zabini's and Harry. "Heya Uncle Sev. Got room at this table for another person?"

Snape stood up, "All depends."

"On what?"

"On who it's for and how polite they are." He grinned softly. "Sit down." A chair appeared with a 'pop', and conversation resumed around the Hall.

"Merlin! What happened to you? Andrew, did he…"

"Some, but not much, a bruise or two. No, blame it on Peter Pettigrew, and my dear Great Uncle Tom. But you'd all know him better as Lord Voldemort."

Gasps went around the table.

"Voldemort is your Great Uncle?" Harry gapped.

"Yeah. You mean the resident brain didn't make the connection? My mothers name was Ariana 'Riddle' Draconis. I don't remember him ever being like 'that' though."

"Oh yeah! And just how 'do' you remember him being?" George asked rather sarcastically.

"Wouldn't expect 'you' to understand. Family's too big, too many people, no time for anyone, no time, none at all." She started muttering.

Lucius frowned, something was wrong. "Amelia?" he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Then everything exploded.

"Don't touch me! Contaminated. All contaminated. I'm bad, shouldn't have come back here, I was wrong, wrong, all wrong." She said, hugging her knee's to her chest and rocking back and forth, her eyes staring at nothing.

No-one knew what to do; they had never seen Amelia act like this. Plus, everyone had felt the enormous blast of power from her when everything had shattered.

"Severus! What has happened here!" Dumbledore came rushing over, picking large pieces of glass out of his long beard.

"I…I don't know. She was fine when she came in, like you saw, then when the…Dark Lord was mentioned, she…she went strange, almost like...like a tortured child." He said, still in shock over his now almost catatonic niece.

Dumbledore frowned. "That does not answer my question Severus."

"I touched her shoulder." Lucius said quietly, "I put my hand on her shoulder and was about to ask her if she was alright, when everything exploded."

Dumbledore's frown deepened. "Get her to the hospital wing when everyone has left the hall. No-one else needs to see her like this." Then he cleared his throat, and silence fell over the Hall. "Dinner will be continued in the common rooms. Those who have been injured, will please calmly head on up to the infirmary, then return to your dorms and remain there for the remainder of the night. This also includes parents! Teachers, please see that this happens, then meet me in the hospital wing. Thank you."

Everyone immediately did as Dumbledore said; after all, it was Dumbledore who said it.

Sorry its so short, but I haven't had much time to type as I've been really busy trying to keep up my grades, get enough sleep, play sports AND keep writing these stories, so I decided to make this a shorter chapter.

Sorry to those who are disappointed, but I promise to try and make it up to you in the next chappy.
Can you believe, I'm actually flunking English? How the hell can someone who writes stories, flunk a subject related to that? So anyways, I might be a while in updating cos of this, cos if I don't get my grades up, then I will be banned off the computer and I won't be able to update for over a month! And that would suck!. So anyways, I swear on the god Ra that I will update soon, and that it will be a rather decent length chappy.

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