TITLE: Dangerous Liaison
AUTHOR NAME: Marlena R. Snape
CATEGORY: Angst
SUB-CATEGORY: Suspense
RATING: PG-13 to R. There's some swearing, some trickery, some sexual content.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and you might receive.
GENRE: Harry Potter AU - Alternate Universe.
CAST: Lena Snape OC, Draco Malfoy, Oliver Wood, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape, Krystal Wood-Snape OC, Sirius Black, Narcissa Black-Malfoy, Mia Carmola-Black OC, Angel Raye (Malfoy) OC, Dravin Black OC, to name a few for now.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except for Lena Snape and credit to Krystal Wood-Snape and Dravin Black. Everything in this story is fiction, and I'm keeping this as true to the work as J.K Rowling, as physically possible, while creating my own scenario, inside of the Slytherin house, and lifestyle. Hopefully, my initial story will come out as good as my idea… haha. Just to state, this has little to do with the actual events in the stories, though - you'll notice some authentic quotes. Note: In this, I'm going to do whatever it takes to make Draco AND Lena respectively, two of the biggest antagonists you've ever seen. Let's see if I succeed. Also, aside from the obvious, this has nothing to do with "Heir Of Snape". So don't assume things because you've read "H.o.S" to the point it went.
Chapter Three: The Future Of Becoming Part Two
Year One At Beauxbaton's Academy
Bundle of nerves couldn't even describe how 11 year old Lena Snape was. As she walked with the rest of the year one students up the stairs to the front doors of Beauxbaton's Academy of Magic, dressed in the fine silk pale blue robes that the school was known for. She had already met a person on the way there, a girl named Charlize Leoncour, she was a 3rd year student. She gave Lena all the information she needed to get with the first year students, and introduced to the world of Beauxbaton's. As they walked into the school, looking around was almost awe-inspiring. The school was gorgeous. The look of it all, brought a smile to the young raven haired girl, as they got acquainted with the school.
Madam Olympe Maxime, the headmistress of Beauxbaton's, introduced herself to the class of newcomers. Her accent was deep rooted French, something Lena found particularly lovely. She always had been in love with the French language, culture, so coming to this school in particular was something she felt as if was out of her not-so-wildest dreams. Madam Maxime was going through the role call, seeing if all the first year students who had been called upon to attend that year.
"Bonjour, class…" Madam Maxime spoke, as she looked over the class. It wasn't obnoxiously big, which was suitable to her taste. "When I call your name, if you would, please say here." The large woman spoke, calling off names. "Jessamine Antoinette?"
"Here, Madam." a pale girl with dark red hair spoke up, as Madam nodded.
"Leverett Baynard?"
"Oui, Madam, I am here." a blonde boy piped out, as Madam continued her list.
It didn't take her too long to go through the list, with only one student missing once she got to the "S" last names. A girl named Beatrice Laramie. Madam said the names of the "S" students, glancing around as they spoke up to put the name with the face.
"Mirabelle Shanton?"
"Oui, Madam. Here." A girl with golden blonde curly hair raised her hand up.
"Wyatt Silvain?"
"Yes, Madam Maxime." A young boy with chestnut brown hair said with a smile.
"Monet Sinclaire"
"Here, Madam." Spoke a young man with hair so blonde, it was almost white, which caught Lena's attention. Until -
"Lena Snape?" Madam Maxime smiled as she said the name, and Lena smiled, raising her hand a bit, confidence whelming over the girl.
"Yes, Madam Maxime, I'm here." Lena said, as Madam Maxime nodded her head softly.
"It is wonderful to see you, Mademoiselle Snape. Tell me, your father is well, non?"
"Oui, Madam Maxime, mon père est bien, merci." my father is good, thank you, as elementary as the sentence was, she at least was getting off to a start. Olympe smiled, nodding her head.
"Très bien, Miss Snape."
Very good indeed. The beginning days of her first year at Beauxbaton's, Lena spent most of her time with Charlize, and a friend of Charlize's named Bernadette Dubois. They were giving Lena all types of hints, and guidance in making a name at Beauxbaton's. They were both ahead of her in years, with Charlize of course being a third year, and Bernadette a fourth year. She didn't associate too much with people her own age at school, which was just how Lena always was. She was too mature, too developed for the 'immaturity' the other first years would have retained. She fit in fine with Charlize, Bernadette, and their group of friends. In no time at all, a large portion of the first year students envied Lena's placement amongst the older students, and that only fueled her already growing ego.
One student who wasn't too fond of Lena in the older 'ranks', was Fleur Delacour. Then again, Fleur had despised Charlize since she had first met the girl. Figuring that Ms. Snape was just like the dark blonde haired beauty named Leoncour, Fleur left well enough alone for the longest time. Although words had been expressed from time to time that year, exchanged glares and dirty looks in the corridors, which only got worse as time progressed with Fleur's then boyfriend, Xavier Varden. It was while Fleur was at Quidditch practice that Charlize and Lena were walking down the corridor, heading toward the main sitting hall, both girl's in conversation.
"I think classes are easy so far," Lena said surely. "I mean, the fact I know potions like the back of my hand means nothing, non?" She asked, already adapting the French accent to her own London accent. Charlize grinned.
"You have a good outlook," She said. "Things do get progressively harder, but I do not doubt you will exceed."
"I plan to do just that, with flying colors."
"Just keep the same track you're on now, and it will all work out."
They turned the corner, and Xavier pushed himself off the staircase in which he was leaning against the railing, just watching. Xavier was a second year student, but the name 'Varden' carried heavily in Beauxbaton's. Much like 'Snape' would have carried at Hogwarts. The fact of the matter was - he was dating Fleur Delacour because of her looks. Did he care about her feelings? No. He was more inclined with this, new girl - who had befriended his older cousin Charlize so easily. Fleur had no idea Charlize and Xavier were related, because it was never talked about.
A couple weeks later, Xavier was walking down the hallway with Charlize, as Lena had went off with Bernadette, to pick out something for the Halloween Ball that was taking place at Beauxbaton's. Both girls had gone to shop with a group of other students accompanied by Madam Maxime, which gave Charlize time to talk to her younger cousin. She was trying to focus on school in the subject but he kept slipping.
"Come on then, tell me of this friend of yours." Xavier said, as Charlize rolled her eyes.
"Why do you not focus on something else, you are after all - romantically inclined with that, Fleur, are you not?" Charlize said, as Xavier rolled his eyes.
"Give me a break, Char. We all make mistakes. You think she would date someone younger because of love?"
"I do not think she is capable to love," Charlize said coldly, "Then again, that is just one biased opinion after another from me…"
"My point exactly." Xavier said, as he leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. "Your friend, she has a name I would imagine…"
"Her name is Lena Snape, and she is far out of your league." Charlize answered, "You might as well just stick to the Fleur Delacour's of the world, cousin, because Mademoiselle Snape would not stoop to your level." She said, smirking to herself as she looked at him. "I mean, after all, your family's past is too dark - oui?"
"Nobody is out of my league," Xavier said, as he leaned closer to Charlize. "You also forget, it's not my family. It's our family." he smirked, as he pulled her hair back over her shoulder. "You also fail to remember… everybody has a few skeletons in their closest, Charlize. That's one thing you should realize especially."
"Shut up, Xavier." Charlize said, looking up at him. "It's not your place to say anything of the sort to me…"
"Ah, but you just leave yourself open like that - Charlize." Xavier said with a small chuckle, "Go ahead, get defensive. You've always been able to dish it more than take it anyway."
Xavier walked away from Charlize, and she just stood there - half stunned. He on the other hand had a smirk on his face, as he started back toward his dormitory. Later that week, Lena and Charlize were spending time in the main sitting hall, doing homework. Of course, they were talking amongst themselves as Fleur Delacour ran into the hall, tears in the blonde girl's eyes. She was crying about something - and Charlize had a small smirk on her face. Lena actually smiled.
"La Princesse de Gelée a des émotions? Qui a su?" Lena chortled of Fleur, (Rough translation: "The Ice Princess Has Emotions? Who knew?") as Charlize laughed to herself.
"I did not…" Charlize said, glancing back toward where Fleur sat down with a friend of hers, and the other girl put her arms around Fleur in a comforting hug. Together, Charlize and Lena giggled.
"Aww…how sweet" the two said together, before they both began laughing once again.
It was later found out, that Fleur and Xavier broke up, and he exposed how he just used Fleur to annoy his cousin. Charlize Leoncour. Fleur was simply heartbroken. She couldn't believe she was so naïve to trust Varden, but she wasn't the first girl to make that mistake. Not at all. Many girls fell into Xavier's charms, only to be knocked down. Lena and Charlize both found the entire situation with Fleur entertaining, especially how it was just two days before Halloween, so that left the beautiful Ms. Delacour running solo after buying the perfect robes to impress her younger boyfriend. Sad, sad case.
Halloween morning, it was a time of excitement in Beauxbaton's. On top of being Bernadette's birthday, it was the only holiday besides Christmas and her own birthday that Lena found important. Early that day at breakfast, Bernadette was serenaded by "Happy Birthday" by Lena, Charlize, and their entire group of friends - which had the blushing brunette teen witch all in smiles. She had just turned 15. There were no classes that day, for the simple fact of the festivities that night that were taking place at the school. At Beauxbaton's they went all out for Halloween, including a wizard's carnival on the Quidditch pitch. Of course, there was the Halloween ball later that night.
During the carnival, Lena walked around arm in arm with Bernadette and Charlize, as they enjoyed the day. It was mild out with blue skies and sunshine - ideal for such an occasion. They enjoyed all the enchanted cotton candy, sparkling rainbow pops, and pop they could stand. Fleur spent the entire day, on the ferris wheel, by herself with but one of her dear friends. That was it. Naturally, Lena, Bernadette, and Charlize found it humorous. What made it even worse, is when the three girls were joined by the curly blonde haired, ice blue eyed Xavier Varden. Fleur saw him, and the young girl immediately broke into tears, leaning her head against her friend.
"Xavier, how could you hurt the girl so badly?" Charlize asked, tisking quietly at her cousin in mocking fashion. "I mean, it's almost unbearable to watch the little chienne blubber over you."
"Funny you should throw out the term 'bitch' in that sentence, Charlize." Xavier said, smirking to himself. "I just couldn't fake it any longer. Sue me."
"I find it quite amusing," Lena said with a smirk as she held her arm linked with Charlize. "That girl has given me dirty looks since the moment she saw me with you, dearest." She told Charlize, nudging her softly. "I think it's about time she got what was coming to her…don't you?"
"I do like how this girl thinks." Xavier said with a small chuckle, as he held out his hand to Lena. "I'm Xavier." Lena leaned forward, extending her hand to him. She shook his hand, smiling a bit to herself.
"I'm Lena."
"Well since we're all friends here," Charlize said in a mock sarcasm tone, as Lena smirked at her. "Why don't we go enjoy the rest of the carnival before the ball?"
"The ball, yes… that reminds me," Xavier glanced at Lena. "Do you have a date?"
"Well, I was just planning on going with a friend," She said, looking at him suspiciously. "Why?"
"Would you like to go with me instead?" he asked, as Charlize just rolled her eyes with a chuckle.
"You never cease to surprise me, cousin." Charlize said, as Lena laughed softly to herself.
"I don't see any harm in it," she finally said. "Yeah, sure."
Charlize didn't seem to object to Xavier's choice of dates, and after all - she was going with a 6th year student named Jean-Sebastien Limoux. The carnival was winding down when Charlize, Bernadette and their friends went to the dormitories to get ready for their dress robes for the ball. Charlize was wearing red and black robes, while Bernadette had chosen a pale yellow - almost cream colored robes for hers. She was going with the chasers on the Quidditch team - Ramón Sylvan. As the girls were bussling around, Lena stood before a full length mirror, adjusting the bodice of her dress robes. She had chosen midnight satin robes, that had pale sky blue lace lining and accents. She fixed her hair with a wave of her hand, in an elegant wrap, and kept in place with a diamond hairpiece, that matched the choker around her neck.
"You look like a princess," Charlize commented, as she extended her hand to Lena. Lena took her hand as Leoncour looked at her with a smile. "Shall we?"
"Thank you," She said with a small, shy smile. "Yes, we can go."
The three girls went back downstairs from the dormitories, where Jean-Sebastien and Ramón were standing together. What neither of the three girls saw, was Xavier standing on the balcony, looking over the open hall to where the girls were talking with Ramón and Jean-Sebastien.
"Hey, Jean-Seb." Charlize said, as she kissed both of his cheeks with a smile. "Have you met my friend Lena yet?"
"No, I have not." Jean-Sebastien said with a smile, as he held out his hand to Lena. "I am Jean-Sebastien Limoux."
"Lena Snape." She replied, as he kissed her hand. "Nice to meet you."
"I am Ramón Sylvan." the other boy said, as he smiled at Lena. "It is also nice to meet you."
They were going through introductions when Xavier made himself known, as he walked down the stairs, heading closer to them. He was dressed in fine black robes, and as he walked up, he nodded toward Ramón and Jean-Sebastien, who nodded back toward him in respect.
"Good evening, Charlize, Bernadette…" he said, as he held out his hand to Lena. "And you, Ms. Snape."
"Good evening." Lena said in return, smiling as she took his hand. "How are you?"
"I was good, but now - I'm great." The young charmer said, as he kissed her hand. She smiled, as Charlize just shook her head with a smirk. "Would you like to go now?"
"Yeah of course," Lena said - looking back toward the small group she had been talking to. "See you in there?" She asked, as Charlize nodded, winking a bit at Lena.
"Do have fun, darling."
The ball went wonderful into late night of Halloween. All the evening long, however, Xavier was trying to charm and court the young Snape princess. But she wasn't accepting into it. She was only turning 12, why did she have to think about guys? She was more focused on school, and her friends at that time. After the ball, Charlize and Lena met back up outside of the main hall, as Bernadette had decided to go off with Ramón for the night. Charlize didn't want anymore more from Jean-Sebastien than a date, just like Lena wanted nothing more from Xavier than the date.
"So, did you enjoy yourself?" Charlize asked, as they started up the grand staircase toward their dormitory. "Did he treat you like the princess you are?"
"Yes, Charlize." Lena said. "He was very nice, charming, and respectful." She went on to say, as Charlize nodded her head. "He was a gentleman."
"Good, because if he so much as laid a finger on you, I would have had to hurt him." she said with a smirk, as Lena leaned her head against Charlize with a small smile. "I think of you as more than just a friend, but a little sister - you know."
"That is good to know," Lena replied. "I look up to you as an older sister, as well."
For the holidays, Lena went back home to the Snape Estate. Much to her surprise, her father was there. She had thought he was going to stay at Hogwarts for the holiday, but with him - he brought Oliver back to the estate to visit Lena. She was simply elated. As she walked into the door with her mother from the train station, she saw her father and Oliver sitting in the dining room, which she immediately made a run for it. Severus stood up, and lifted Lena up as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Daddy!" She said, "I th- I thought you were needed at school for the holiday?!"
"One of the other professors is covering for me to stay home a couple days," Severus said, "I do have to go back before post-holiday term starts however."
"Well I get to see you anyway…" Lena giggled quietly as she got back down on her own two feet, glancing toward Oliver. "And you…"
"What can I say? Yer father offered, and I couldn't say nah…" Oliver said, "I wanted ta see how ye were doin' at school."
"Fantastic. Everything is so beautiful there." She said, sitting down in one of the chairs at the table. "How's Hogwarts?"
"Same ol' thing." Oliver replied absently. "Can't say it's bloody fantastic, 'cuz it's not. But we got us a seeker in Gryffindor back."
"Oh? Anybody any good?"
"No." Severus interrupted, as Oliver glanced up - looking at Severus confused. "He's Gryffindor's hope, yes, Oliver - but the boy is clearly an nuisance." Lena looked confused, as Severus just rolled his eyes softly. "His name is Harry Potter."
"Well, I'm only looking' out fer the good of mah team, Uncle Severus."
"Which is noble." Severus stated, but with a wave of his hand - he let out a frustrated sigh. "It's your own call, Oliver. I really have nothing to say involving Gryffindor."
"Well - lovely to know you're all on the same page!" Lena said sarcastically, "Let's all ask at once how I'm enjoying Beauxbaton's."
"Sorry, Princess." Severus said, as he patted his lap. "Come, sit down, tell me what's good and what's bad of the school."
Lena walked over, sitting on her father's lap. In all honesty - yes, she felt like a child, but she technically still was. Eleven was an awkward time. She put her arms around her father's neck, as he smiled warmly at her.
"Now then," she said; her tone content. "Madam Maxime has asked of how you were, dad…" Severus raised an eyebrow as she said that. "I told her you're well and all. I have a few friends there already, most recognizable my room mates Charlize and Bernadette. They're both older than me, but Madam Maxime allowed me to stay with them when all three of us asked."
"Well it's wonderful you have friends already my dear," Severus said with a smile, as Lena beamed proudly. "That pleases me to hear."
"Yeah, it's nice." She said, "I went to the Halloween Ball with Charlize's cousin Xavier. He was pleasant enough."
"Nothing serious?" Severus asked, as Lena raised an eyebrow.
"Dad… honestly…" She said, crinkling her nose. "Boys aren't my thing…not right now, anyway."
"Reassuring to know," Severus said with a chuckle.
She celebrated her 12th birthday during the holidays, before she went back to Beauxbaton's. She went back and decided to buckle down, to really get ahead that year. Her resolution was to excel in classes. She wanted to prove why she was not only a well behaved witch, but a smart one - too. She kept in close contact with her father, getting small hints and study tips from the Hogwarts Professor, which in the long run of year one assisted her greatly. She did however, spend a lot of her time with Charlize after the holidays, too.
During a weekend in March, Charlize, her parents Brigitte and Kaemon, Xavier, and Lena - all went to neighboring shopping district just to get away from school. Spring in Marseilles, France was beautiful - almost immeasurable in average English tongue. Lena bought herself a couple outfits for the springtime at Beauxbaton's, and Charlize did quite the same, only Ms. Leoncour bought various other things. They went to lunch at a local café called "Belle Vue". While at lunch, Brigitte asked Lena of her family, and she explained how her mother stayed home and did her own 'thing', while her father was a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
It intrigued Kaemon, as he asked her father's name. When she said Severus Snape, his eyes flickered familiarity. He knew the name, and nodded his head in approval. Returning to Beauxbaton's; Charlize and Lena went back to their dormitory, as Xavier remained second best in the girl's eyes. With his status, it was the last thing Xavier was prepared to take. He hated not being the center of attention - especially with someone he had obviously grown infatuated with. There was no denying now, that Varden was besotted over the first year named Snape. She wasn't apt to be a first year long, however, as the twelve year old was doing whatever in her power to study for final exams in June.
She spent literally days pining over old notes and key points of study of the year. Something she had no choice but to do! She wrote Oliver for study tips, which he quickly returned : "Read notes, re-read text, re-read notes. Er, ask yer dad on that one, lass - I'm a wreck around finals…" That was it. Oliver wasn't lying, in fact, it was the closest to truth as anything. His mind was always on the Quidditch pitch, he would study strategy before Defense Against the Dark Arts any day of the year. His tips were - uh - helpful. About as helpful as a bag of feathers in a fist fight.
Her father sent her a package, with a book called "Study Tips For The Common Witch" - which had just about every study habit known to human kind and then some. She walked into finals in June - exuberant. She took her tests, and when she walked out she felt as if she had done her best. Out of her potions, she had the highest score period in the entire academy of Beauxbaton's. But then again that was no surprise, as the girl had been studying potions since the day she could lift a vile and mix in a cauldron. Otherwise, she did exceptional on her finals. The study tips had helped, or maybe she had just remembered more than she gave herself credit for.
The final day at Beauxbaton's for that year, Lena sighed as she walked with Charlize and Bernadette to the train station. She wanted to go home more than anything, but a huge part of her wanted to stay with her friends. The three girls exchanged hugs, and Charlize smiled.
"I will… write you this summer," she said. "I am sure I will have the time despite my family going to Japan."
"I'll write you back," Lena replied. "I'm going to miss you two."
"There's next year." Bernadette said, as she hugged Lena with a smile. "Do not forget to write me, maybe we can meet up in London sometime over vacation. My brother Thomas lives in London."
"Of course." Lena said, smiling softly. "See you soon."
The girls separated, and went their own ways to head home. The reassurance from her friends made her feel better about going home. She'd be writing them, and possibly even meeting up with Bernadette during the holiday. That helped her, a lot.
A/N: Hopefully, Chapter Four & Five will be up soon. (I'm posting them double for a reason) -M.S