As she got closer to the castle, Marty began to feel tightness in her chest. 'Goddess I hope I don't run into him…not today.' She thought as she came up to the entrance of the school.

Marty hesitated for a moment but soon shook that off and stated out loud to no one in particular "I'm not a child!" She then pushed the doors open which seem to silently admit her. She let out a breath that she didn't realize she was holding and began to walk down the corridor thinking 'Here goes nothing.'

Marty soon found herself at the bottom of the grand staircase. It brought back memories for her of when she first laid eyes on it when she first came here. She heard the first years waiting to be led into the Great Hall; she decided it would be best if she waited out of site so she slipped under the staircase. She could feel their anticipation as they finally entered the hall after hearing the speech by whom she knew to be the voice of Professor McGonagall.

Marty peaked out seeing to make sure it was all clear she slowly made her way up the stairs. She found herself lost in memories of when she went to school here and didn't realize that instead of heading towards the Great Hall she was walking towards the dungeons.

Severus Snape, Potions Master and Head of Slytherin House was making his way towards the Great Hall for the start of the feast for the new term. He wore his usual scowl and his black robes were billowing behind him as he walked 'Another year of inept students to teach' he grumbled to himself. His thoughts then turned back to the one person he had been thinking of the past few days even more then he had been in years. 'Martintha, My beautiful dark haired angel' He sighed 'Rest in Peace Love.' he was so lost in thought of memories of her that he found himself bumping into someone.

He came out of his thoughts and he saw before him a figure dressed in a dark cloak with the hood concealing their face. As he studied the person he knew was female based on the way the cloak clung to her body in what he thought was the most appealing way. He became angry and demanded "Remove that bloody hood so I can see who the culprit is that dared to bump into me?" The figure shivered slightly at the sound of his deep rich voice but didn't make a move to lower the hood. Snape if anything was getting more furious and said in a low dangerous voice that was almost like a whisper "Either remove the hood or I shall do it for you. Make your decision NOW!" The figure still didn't move.

Growing impatient Snape grabbed the figure by the wrists slamming the figure up against the nearest wall and while still holding onto her wrists with one hand yanked the hood down with the other.

To say Snape was shocked was an understatement, he found himself staring into the green eyes of Martintha or he assumed it was her. He blinked and thought 'Do my eyes deceive me?' She was still breathtaking and he could smell a faint hint of vanilla and jasmine he knew that was the scent Martintha always wore. 'Have my senses lead me awry? Can this angel standing before me be of flesh and blood?' He closed his eyes again and opened them still seeing her standing there 'Never again did I think my eyes would fall upon her….and yet here she is as I live and breath.'

Snape snapped out of his thoughts and notices she is a bit nervous and scared. His temper flares up again and slamming her a second time up against the wall "Who are you?" He sneered "What are you playing at?" Marty winched a bit and knew there was going to be a mark on her back. She was so in shock that it took her a moment to find her voice and said "I don't know what the hell you are talking about, Professor."

Snape's black eyes were dilated and she knew he was past livid. 'Shit.' She thought. "You know damn well what I'm talking about you wench!" "I know you must be using Polyjuice potion but what I want to know is how did you get the hairs to finish the transformation?"

Marty couldn't believe what she was hearing 'Polyjuice Potion?' she couldn't figure what the hell that was. 'I got to get him to see that it's really me.' "Severus, I'm not using Polyjuice Potion it's really me….Martintha."

This wasn't helping because she knew he didn't believe her. "You are lying my dear!" He hissed.

Marty managed to get free from his grip and replied "I'm not lying, and to prove it I will gladly take the strongest Veritaserum you have." 'Veritaserum, cripes I can't believe I'm remembering this….strange.' she thought.

Snape stood staring at her processing what she just said in his mind he began to shake his head in disbelief "It can't be….your dead. I must be dreaming."

Marty reached up to caress his face but he pulled away like she was poison. She sighed feeling hurt but didn't let it show and dropped her arm back to her side. "No Severus you are not dreaming, it's really me. I'm not dead."

Snape didn't say anything for a few moments and she saw that he was trying to calm down then he asked quietly "If you are not dead then why did you leave?"

Marty looked at him noting there was a hint of sadness in his voice replied "I can honestly say I don't remember." He looked at her funny and asked "What do you mean you don't remember?" "Why did you come back in the first place?"

"Just what I said, I can't explain it because I don't know. And to answer your second question something pulled me back here. There is something I have to do and for the life of me I can't remember what." She sighed again and replied "It's like I had no choice."

Snape rounded on her "You always had a choice Martintha! Instead of staying with me, you fake your own death! Then you dare stand here and tell me that you don't remember! How the hell do you expect me to react to all of this?"

"I don't know." Marty said quietly "I guess I expected you to react the way you did." Severus noticed there was a hint of sadness in her voice as she spoke and he knew he had been a bit harsh on her but she was right. Marty sighed "Severus, I never expected a warm welcome from you and you have every right to be angry with me."

Not expecting a reply Marty made a move to leave but Snape grabbed her by the arm as she tried to pass him. "Running away again Martintha? Quit running from your past it's beneath you." Marty laughed "That's rich coming from you." "You've always been good at that now let me go."

Snape gripped her arm tighter "You will do well to keep your lovely mouth shut about things you don't know anything about Martintha." He seethed not realizing that he had made a comment about her mouth "You have been away too long and things have changed."

She then found herself getting angry and suddenly a flash of a memory came bursting into her mind ("Damn it, we have to work together if we are going to defeat this thing. Now quit your fighting and let's get this spell right!)

Marty snapped out of her thoughts and wrench free from his grip and suddenly blurted out "Well if that fucking spell had worked in the first place, I wouldn't have had to through all of this again!" Quietly she added "I did what I thought was best for everyone and for that I'm sorry at my I guess you would call it "poor judgment."

During her outburst Marty failed to notice that her hands were alight with green fire but Snape noticed and calmly said "Martintha do calm down your not helping yourself by lighting your hands on fire."

Marty looked down and was shocked to see green fire surrounding her hands. As the fire disappeared she wondered out loud "How did I do that?" She also took notice that her hands were not covered in burn marks of any kind.

Snape shook his head in disgust "You have forgotten who you are Martintha, you have much to learn." He then grabbed her arm again and dragged her along as he started to walk towards the Great Hall again. Marty was confused 'What does he mean by that?' "Let go of me, where are you taking me?" She asked.

Without looking over his shoulder "We are going to the Great Hall I do believe the Headmaster would be very intrigued to see you back here." Marty couldn't see but she knew he had a smirk planted firmly on his face.

While he was dragging her down the corridor with him Marty didn't notice that the doll casket containing her friends had fallen out of her pocket. Not until she heard a loud thump on the ground did she stop in her tracks while halting Snape's movements as well.

He tried tugging her again to move forward but Marty didn't move he finally turned around to see what was wrong. He noticed that her face had gone pale and her eyes were wide with fright, he then saw the small doll casket laying on its side with the top broken off.

He was surprised to see four golden men had fallen out of it; Marty at that point had slowly backed away from the box and was shaking very badly. "Martintha, what….." Snape didn't get to finish his question cause at that moment the eyes of the men were slowly opening and they had begun to grow. Snape took a step in front of Marty to protect her with his wand drawn and Marty took advantage of this.

She was beyond frightened she hadn't planned on opening that box right now and was horrified when she had seen the casket laying open on the floor. As they finished coming back to normal size they were looking around at their surroundings with confusion written on their faces. 'Shit.' Marty thought 'I'm in for it now, how the hell am I going to explain all of this to them.'

Marty didn't have the chance to contemplate further cause at that moment she heard Hannibal ask "Just where the fuck are we?"

TBC

(A/N: I know very evil of me to stop it right there (smirks). I promise the next chapter will be slightly longer and you will find out how Marty tries to explain her actions. As always Please RR.)