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 Five: Pandemonium Undone Pt. 2
Year Two At Beauxbaton's
Nobody was more excited for 'back to school' than Lena Snape. She had a personal house elf named Dementia who was counting down the days for her, so she could just ask and know the answer. She was ecstatic. Her cousin Oliver was annoyed by her readiness to go back, her mother thought it was 'refreshing' and her father was pretty proud of her eagerness to learn. Was she eager to learn? Oh sure! …maybe. She just wanted to get back for her friends! While, yes, Lena enjoyed the studies at Beauxbaton's, she enjoyed her friends and the time they spent together far more.
The days were winding down, and while she was enjoying her summer with Oliver, learning a few things about Quidditch and other things, she wanted to go back to school. She was in fact enthralled by the environment, and the people. Everything stood out to her there. Oliver left her house a month before school started, leaving those last four weeks, that last solid month, Lena was by herself and a little bored. Until she went to her friend Bernadette Dubois's brother Thomas's house.
There were just days until school started, no longer weeks - or months - but days, and Lena was walking around Diagon Alley with Bernadette Dubois and Bernadette's brother Thomas Dubois. They had in fact promised to meet over vacation, and they had a few times. Bernadette had a crush on Lena's cousin Oliver, saying 'he was very cute', which had Oliver blushing at the mere mention of Bernadette Dubois. Lena had school shopping the next day, and nobody knew she was going to Diagon Alley with Bernadette and Thomas, not even her father. She was just supposed to be at Tom's in London…
Funny how teens and pre-teens can change their minds on a whim.
They went out for ice cream, for just clothes shopping (the girls, anyway), and just glancing around at what they would need for school. Lena didn't feel like going to Gringott's for all her school supplies money, so she just took out what she'd need for the day. They passed the Quidditch supplies store, where Oliver was seeking out some new gear for the next year at Hogwarts. Lena saw him and her face broke into a smile.
"Oliver!"
Oliver turned around quickly, nearly dropping the broom maintainer kit he had in his hand. Seeing Lena, he walked up to the counter, and paid for the kit, then headed out. He caught Lena as she jumped into his arms hugging him, and he hugged her back. Kissing her forehead, Oliver smiled a little.
"Well! I didn't 'spect to see you 'ere today, yer dad said you were comin' 'ere tomorrow!"
"We had a change of plans," Lena said with a giggle as she hugged him still. "How was your summer?"
"Eh…"
"Your parents being assholes, again?" Lena inquired, as she had no love loss for her 'Aunt Katherine and Uncle Nero'. Oliver just shrugged. "Oh come on."
"They don't think I should hang out with ya, said I came back with an' attitude, and I told them they were disillusioned. I've been at my mate's house for the past three weeks…"
"Who?"
"Lee Jordan." Oliver replied, "I wanted to come back to yers but didn't have an opportunity to write since you've been with your mate, too."
"Well, I was at Dette's brother's house." Lena said, as she gestured toward the blushing brunette witch behind her, who smiled at Oliver. Oliver politely smiled back and waved. "Tom, this is my cousin Oliver Wood. Oliver, this is Thomas Dubois…Bernadette's brother."
"Nice to meet you," Tom said as Oliver nodded.
"Likewise, mate."
As they were out and about, Lena received an owl message while they were getting ice cream. Oliver, Bernadette, Tom, and Lena sat at a table, enjoying their choice of cones, as Lena read through the letter. She proceeded to squeak happily, as she read through it.
"What is it?" Bernadette asked, as Lena beamed a smile.
"It's from Charlize!"
"Really! Are they still in Japan!"
"No! They're back in Paris!" Lena giggled to herself, as she wrote down in scribbled, excited handwriting the following.
Charlize;
Salut, mon ange! Cava? Je suis trés bien!
Darling, you must come to Diagon Alley when you get this owl. I'm here with Bernadette, Thomas, and my cousin Oliver. It would be amazing to see you! How was Japan? We HAVE to spend time before we go back to school, do try or write me to let me know of your plans.
-Love;
Lena
She sent out the owl letter with a smile, as the four at the table continued their ice cream 'date', and then were heading back to shopping.
Later that night, Charlize Leoncour made it to Diagon Alley with a guest. A guest, named Xavier Varden. Lena was happier than she thought she would be to see Xavier with Charlize, so upon meeting, she hugged Xavier with a smile. Oliver seemed skeptical, but introductions went through unhesitant. It was also that same day, that Lena saw a man she had seen with her father a couple times previous. A man with long, platinum blonde hair.
"Oliver, who is that?" she asked, as Oliver at first shrugged his shoulders. He didn't get a good look at him. "Never mind."
"Sorry?"
"It's nothing, I was just curious…"
"Curiosity kills la chaton, oui?" Charlize commented, and Lena smiled a little. Nodding to her comment, of curiosity killing the cat, Charlize put her arm around Lena's shoulder. "But you are naturally curious, are you not?"
"Oh, I am… so very natural…" Lena admitted, "I can't help it, I'm a Snape. We always end up getting into trouble like that…"
"No kidding!" Oliver commented, "Yer just like yer dad, always so damned eager. I guarantee that."
"You say that like it's a bad thing," Lena smiled to herself. "Thank you for the compliment, Oliver."
"That eagerness has made her a success at Beauxbaton's, however." Charlize commented with a smirk. "She is one of our more, how do you say, clever witches. Conniving, even."
"That's got to be one of her greatest qualities." Xavier commented, as he took Lena's hand into his. "Do you mind?"
"No," she said, "I don't. If I did, I'd have punched you…"
"Oh?" Xavier smirked a little, "I do like your attitude."
"One would assume so," Lena commented with a smile.
They walked around Diagon Alley -- as if they were a couple. Bernadette walked with Oliver, Charlize walked between Lena and Tom, and it was just an outing of casual proportions. But that was when Lena spotted a younger blonde, like the older man she was SURE she knew who was, but didn't say a word. She kept it to herself this time, for better, too.
Unfortunately, though, Oliver seen one of his friends. Dravin Black. Dravin was with Graham Montague, another person Oliver knew from Hogwarts, and upon seeing Dravin, Oliver gave a yell. Dravin walked over after seeing Wood, with Graham following closely behind him, trying to encourage Dravin to just 'ignore' whatever was bothering him. Easier said than done one would imagine, by the grim expression on Black's face.
"Hey, man." Oliver said, as he held out his hand to Dravin. Dravin gave Oliver a high five, and tried to put on a smile.
"Hey there, brother. What's up? How's your summer? I heard you were with Jordan…"
"I was, but now I'm just gettin' ready to head back to school." Oliver said with a shrug, "My family save for a couple are bein' assholes, what can ya do?"
"I hear ya, Wood. All too well," Dravin said, his tone sincere, as if he meant it. He did, too. "So what are you doing today? Anything good?"
"Yeah, hangin' out with my cousin and her friends," Oliver gestured toward Lena, who was talking to Xavier at the time. "My cousin Lena, her friend Bernadette, Bernadette's brother Tom, Lena's friend Charlize, and Charlize's cousin Xavier."
"Solid." Black said with a nod, "Nice to meet all of you."
"Nice to meet you, too." Lena said, "What's your last name? You look like someone I've seen before."
"Not unless you go to Hogwarts, darlin'." Dravin said, "My last name is Black."
"Hmm…" Lena tried to place it, but finally shook her head. "I'm sorry, but you seem all right. I know who you are now, though."
"Definitely." Dravin said with a smile. "What's your last name, if I can ask?"
"Snape."
Dravin went quiet, as Oliver gave a sure nod to what Dravin must have been thinking. Could someone so, well, beautiful -- be related to Severus? Sure. Why not? Her mother must have been a KNOCK OUT, though!
"Professor Snape's…"
"Daughter."
"OH, shit…" Dravin blinked, "I didn't think the good professor had a kid, not bad, though. Can I thank your mother later?"
"What?" Lena asked, laughing quietly. "What do you mean by that?"
"He thinks your attractive. Hot, even." Graham spoke up, as Lena glanced toward him as he spoke. "I'm Graham Montague, Miss Snape. Pleasure."
"PLEASE, don't be formal with me, Montague…" Lena said, "The 'Miss Snape' thing freaks me out. Just call me Lena, okay?"
"You got it."
While conversation was nice, Lena knew she wasn't going to get too into people from Hogwarts. She knew she'd never be able to go there because her father was a professor there, no matter how much she wanted to go. She always wanted to see what Hogwarts was like after hearing her father talk so much about it, and then hearing Oliver's million and two rants. A part of her would always wonder what she was missing, but she knew - she had the opportunity to shine at Beauxbaton's, and she was going to shine in every aspect of the word.
The next day, she went school shopping with her father. Severus happily brought his 'princess' shopping to get her start of term necessities. She spent a majority of the time off on her own, doing what she had to do, as Severus didn't think he would have to worry about a run-in of the Malfoy persuasion. He especially let her go in to Flourish and Blotts on her own, knowing that the book keeper knew her by name, and would treat her with the utmost respect, or would have to deal with Severus for being rude to his baby girl.
She was going through her list of books that she would need for start of term, and was pretty efficient in getting all of them. When Severus walked into Flourish and Blotts to stand with her while she finished up, Severus could have swore he felt eyes on them, yet instead of investigating, he remained face forward, fully focused on the task at hand.
"Got everything?" He asked, as Lena checked off the books that were on her list that she bought already. She gave a nod.
"I believe so," Lena said, "Can I just get a couple things from the Quidditch shop? Oliver's taught me a ton, I might try out for the team this year, there's an opening."
"Of course," Severus said, "I would love to hear of my little girl doing exceptional in not only academics but in athletics. Quidditch is an incredible sport."
"It is."
"What position are you playing for?"
"I might try out for chaser, if I can maintain to keep my gag reflex down during practices…" Lena grumbled quietly, "That Fleur Delacour, I swear…"
"Bit of a brat is she?"
"Bit of a cry ass is more like it," Lena said bitterly. "She's just jealous because Xavier likes me, not her. And I haven't even tried to get his attention."
"Are you interested in him, my dear?"
"I don't know, daddy. But nothing is going to overshadow my success at Beauxbaton's. I still want to come to Hogwarts one day."
"Maybe one day, Princess." Severus smiled as he kissed her forehead, completely pushing the thought of the Malfoy/Snape dilemma out of his mind. "I'm sure if time goes as it is now, there will be an opportunity."
"We'll see, I do like Beauxbaton's… so I don't know."
"You're very picky, Lena." Severus chuckled to himself as Lena smiled proudly.
"Of course I am, daddy. You and mother raised me to only strive for the best. I want what's best for me."
"So do your mother and I."
The beginning of term finally crept up, and Lena left for school from Charlize Leoncour's home in Paris. She spent the last week before school with her parents at their estate in England, then, went to Charlize's manor in France. Staying at the manor at the same time as Lena, ironically enough, was now third year student Xavier Varden, who was right at home at Brigitte and Kaemon's home. Naturally. They had a chance to get to know each other over the last two days of summer holiday, without the hustle and bustle of school. Lena thought Xavier was all right, while Xavier wanted more than anything to have 'something to do with' the almost innocent, and mistakenly naïve Snape princess.
Little did he know, she wasn't so naïve after all…
She was just as conniving, just as vindictive and just as mentally dangerous as her father, but just as beautiful, just as 'innocent', just as clever as her mother Krystal Wood-Snape. To mix all of that into one second year student who's mind was far superior to her age, was a very risky thing. Lena would utilize that to her greatest advantages at Beauxbaton's, and make the best of it. Even if it meant walking back into Beauxbaton's for term, the girlfriend of Xavier Varden. She figured, that it would not only cement her stature in the school's 'social system' but it would be her chance to play up and harass Fleur Delacour without even really lifting a finger.
It was too beautiful of a thing, really.
The ride to Beauxbaton's, while it seemed to be a bit, boring - one could say, it was the concept that she was riding with three of Beauxbaton's most known witches and wizard. Charlize Leoncour, Bernadette Dubois, and obviously Xavier Varden. They spoke of the year ahead of them, and all in all the main priority was how Fleur was going to react to the newest couple to hit Beauxbaton's.
"She's going to flip her lid, I assure it." Xavier said with a smirk, as he held his arm around Lena's waist. "I can't wait to say, 'Fleur… meet my new girlfriend, Lena Snape', right to her face. She's going to have a coronary."
"Aww, don't you feel a little bit bad for her?" Lena asked, turning her attention toward her new boyfriend. "I mean, it is a little -- rude, is it not?"
"Oh, it is terrible." Charlize tisked slightly, "Have you no manners, Xavier?"
"None." He answered shortly, "Especially when it comes to her."
"Aww, but wasn't she your first love?" Bernadette chimed in, trying to keep herself from laughing. She was unsuccessful by the mix of death glare Xavier was shooting at her, and of course Charlize's giggles. "Non?"
"No. Absolutely not."
"No, I am." Lena said with a smirk, as she glanced toward Xavier. "Isn't that right? And I'll have you know, there is a right and wrong answer to this question…"
"Yes." Xavier smiled at her, "My answer is yes."
"Good boy…"
Had she already 'trained' Varden? Or was it just that Varden was smitten by the young Snape princess? Maybe a mix of both, but once word hit Beauxbaton's that second year Lena Snape and third year Xavier Varden were dating, dear Merlin, hell would officially be freezing over! Lena informed her father of her choice to date Varden, and of course, Severus worried of his little girl's safety. He told her to be careful, and if he hurt her, that Severus was going to ensure he'd never hurt someone else.
Whatever that meant, it wasn't good news for Mister Varden.
She knew Xavier would have to walk on eggshells when it came to dating her, or else he'd have someone the capacity of Severus Snape on his case. Not to mention what Krystal Snape would do to him if 'her angel' was hurt in any way! Emotionally, physically, in any way humanly imaginable? If Lena got bored with him, she could play up to mommy and daddy, and have Xavier deported from the face of the planet within minutes…
She really was a conniving one.
He'd have to watch out for her, too…
Keep your girlfriend close but your enemies closer, eh?
Getting to school, the first year students were enrolled, while the older students prepared for the grand opening feast. It was a spectacle, and from what Lena had heard, it ALWAYS was. Lena sat with Bernadette, Charlize, and their group of friends at a table not far from where Fleur Delacour sat… seemingly jubilant. She must have had a lovely summer.
Too bad that summer was over, and the nightmare was re-starting…
Lena grabbed Xavier's hand as they sat close to each other, and she smiled at her boyfriend, batting her lashes in a flirty manner. She was an instigator...there was no doubt about it. The biggest problem was, she was good at what she did.
"I think this year is going to be great, don't you, Xavier?"
"I do, actually." Xavier smirked at her, as Lena's eyes diverted slowly from him, toward where Fleur was now watching. Sneering toward Lena. Lena leaned closer to Xavier, her hand entwined with his.
"It's going to be a blast, and now that you're all mine… I don't know what I'm ever going to do…" she mocked a sigh, "I mean, the only thing I can strive for is exceptional grades. I've already got the cutest boy in all of Beauxbaton's wrapped around my finger…"
"Around your pinkie, love. And tightly." Xavier leaned in, kissing her cheek and upper neck lightly, brushing her long dark locks over her shoulder. "We getting death glares?" he whispered, as Lena giggled out loud.
"Of course." she whispered back, as she cast a wink at Charlize, who smirked a bit herself.
"Ahhh… young love, it is sweet, non?"
"So very sweet." Bernadette added with a giggle. "The best of luck to both of you this year!"
"Here here!" Jean-Sebastien Limoux said with a chuckle, now a seventh year student who was all ready for graduation. "If only I could sway your cousin this way, Xavier."
"Charlize is a bit, dumb, when it comes to the art of relationships, Jean Seb…" Xavier said with a smirk, as Charlize cast him a fake - yet convincing glare. "I mean, she had a chance to date a professional Quidditch player, not long ago! But she turned him away because he was too short… wasn't that the reason?"
"Yes." Charlize said surely, "I do not date boys who are shorter than me, it is not my fault."
"Of course it's not, darling. It's the world around you that's at fault." Lena commented with a smirk, as Charlize grinned at her.
"Oui, mon ange, that is true."
"Can you believe she's so affected by this?" Bernadette commented, as she made a blatant glance at Fleur. "I mean, she acts as if it is the first time she has been heartbroken…"
"You act as if I'd intentionally hurt someone. I mean, my god -- Bernadette…" Xavier made a fake sigh, "I'd never…"
"You'd better not." Lena said shortly, as she looked at Xavier. "Because hurting me should be the last thing on your mind."
"It is, Lena." Xavier said, his tone earnest. "Why would you assume I'd be anything but honest with you?"
"I'm just saying." She said in a dignified manner.
WELL…
Lena made one thing abundantly clear in the beginning of their 'relationship'. She wasn't in it for the love, she was in it for the attention. She didn't care if Xavier really liked her. She didn't really like him like that. She knew that her father would be slightly angry about her choice to have a boyfriend at her age. But more specifically that she was going to risk her academics.
Was she?
The road leading up to Halloween was as always, usual. Nothing extreme ever happened at Beauxbaton's. They were having their annual Halloween gala, and by now, everyone knew that the 'it' couple was a young couple in Beauxbaton's was Xavier Varden and Lena Snape. It was one of those things you couldn't avoid. The odd thing about this, is one person who didn't seem to know and asked Lena to the ball, was a young man named Anton Gautier. Anton was a good looking young man, only a couple years older than Lena.
The only thing it sparked, was instant jealousy with Xavier. He was immediately enraged when he caught word. Anton was thinking as a friendly night at the ball, was Xavier being the jealous type as is, thought Anton was trying to move in on 'his territory'. The young Varden Prince was legitimately angry.
Lena on the other hand? She found the entire situation painfully funny.
"Look, Amazon…"
"That is Anton, Mademoiselle Snape."
"Whatever." she hid an eye roll, "I have a date. Sorry. Surely you knew that."
"Oh, I am sorry."
"Yeah, well… you should be, Akon."
"Anton…"
"Right."
"I should have asked someone about your status, Miss Snape."
"Yeah, no kidding!" She smirked to herself, "I mean -- everyone and their mother knows I'm dating Xavier… so maybe you should keep an eye on the girl you want to ask to the dance before hand. So you don't look like an ass and she doesn't have to embarrass you. Okay? Okay… now go on before one of us starts to cry. It won't be me."
So some may have said Lena was a bit of a pratty bitch. She was. Especially when it came to people she'd classify as 'lower' than she. It may have been in her upbringing, or even her adaptation… but Lena believed she was high class. And then again, those closest to her never lead on otherwise. To her close knit group of friends and family, Lena WAS a princess… she was deserving of the best of the best…
Oliver even fueled that, by catering to Lena whenever he was around her. Some may have said THAT was a bad move.
People just added further fuel to the fire.
Maybe she was raised the wrong way but it was evident from the minute she walked into Beauxbaton's, that she was high strung. That's what attracted Xavier Varden to her. That's what attracted Anton Gautier to her. Hell, that's what attracted LENA to herself. She was proud of who she was, where she was from, who her parents was, and the amount of money she had in the bank.
She was what people would call, 'the wrong kind of wizard to befriend'.
The ball was it's typical huzzah. Everyone who was anyone had a date of high standard. Charlize went with Jean Sebastien, Bernadette wanted to invite Oliver Wood to be her date but couldn't, so she settled with a boy named Calvin Yasemti, a draftee of the Quidditch team the Wimbourne Wasps. She had admitted it wasn't the same as going with Lena's cousin, which, got a great big eye roll from the Snape princess. She didn't think Oliver was desirable, naturally… and didn't know how anyone else could think so.
See? She was even negative about people she LIKED!
Post ball, though, people assumed her relationship with Xavier was much more real, much more serious, than they were leading on. Lena loved to let people believe what they would. It gave her a feeling of importance when people focused all of their attention on her. In fact, it just further stroked her already enormous ego. The holidays were oncoming, and she was all excited to go home. She knew her dad wouldn't be there that year, but she'd be able to literally GO to Hogwarts to see him. Her mother already made arrangements, and instead of going STRAIGHT home, Lena Snape was going to step foot into Hogwarts for the first time.
Sure, it was only for a day…
But Lena would get the opportunity to play on the Quidditch pitch with Oliver, of course, while being heavily clothed. (Scotland was ice cold come Winter, and to her knowledge, that's where they hid Hogwarts) She'd be able to see where her daddy worked, where he punished students, all of that! The really IMPORTANT things that intrigued Severus's princess.
She dressed to simply impress to go to Hogwarts with her mother. Oliver had already sent her an owl of what to bring. She had it in her cloak as she pulled it out to pack for the afternoon with her father at Hogwarts.
Lena,
Just bring your broomstick (a Nimbus 01 right?), heavy knickers, boots, sweater, cloak…
Wait, ye know what ta wear fer Quidditch! Don't ye play at Beauxbaton's!
Also… don't forget to bring yer bag. I bought you something fer Christmas. Happy Holidays and see ye soon!
-Oliver
Lena replied promptly:
Oliver,
I know what to bring, of course. Personalized Nimbus 2001 with "Princess Lena" on the handle. Didn't daddy tell you?
I did try out for the team, and yes I made it. But you know, it's not a big deal. I'm overshadowed by a bimbo right now. Not as if I am anyone to mention names. (THAT BITCH DELACOUR!) But I'm not worried.
They'll see my talent soon enough.
See you soon.
XXOO,
Lena
Krystal helped Lena prepare for their day at the school. Krystal had yet to return since her OWN graduation, so she found the entire situation slightly riveting. She was even excited. Lena dressed, for arrival, in fine blue robes that much resembled the Beauxbaton's school uniform. Only it was a darker blue, midnight. She had her bag with her, that had her Quidditch clothing, and she was ready for the trip.
Arrival was fine. Lena thought Hogwarts was, "pretty on the eyes but rather, small and unflattering". She wasn't so bent out of shape of not going there. And she heard a lot of, well, idiots -- putting it nicely, went to Hogwarts. Save for her own family that was there, she had no ties. What was she worried? Walking into the welcome hall, Lena and Krystal were greeted by Severus Snape, Oliver Wood, and Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. While she was there, she'd have to go by "Wood" in case people wondered. She accepted that, but was a little slighted by her change of name.
"Why Wood?" Lena asked, as the foursome of Oliver, Lena, Krystal and Severus walked down the corridor toward the Potions classroom. "I mean, I don't mind people thinking I'm related to you, Oliver, but daddy…" She glanced up at him. "Why can't I use 'Snape'? It's my name. I mean, it's not like I go here…"
"It's to avoid people back lashing you during your visit, Princess." Severus attempted to explain. "You're here as my guest. People don't understand that I have a life outside of Hogwarts, let alone a beautiful daughter. An untouchable daughter, to every last parasite that goes here." Except for maybe, Mister Malfoy…Severus thought to himself, before pushing the thought out of his head. It was blasphemy. "I just want you to have a peaceful visit."
"All right, Dad--" She paused, "Professor." She said, a glint of evil and mischief in her eyes as she looked at Severus. Severus merely chuckled to himself as they entered the potions classroom.
Little did they know, when they entered, a few lingering students were in the potions classroom collecting information on a paper that was due after vacation. Even more so, that one of those students was Draco Malfoy. The sound of the door creaking open, and then closing, caught Malfoy's attention. Severus sent Lena and Krystal into his office, so that by the time Draco saw anything… he merely saw the blonde of Krystal's hair as she was standing on the side of her daughter nearest Malfoy. He saw nothing.
"Mister Malfoy…?" Severus's voice showed much curiosity. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going home for the holiday, son?"
"No Professor," Draco said as he folded his book closed. "I mean, father and mother have already sent my gifts, but they had business." He glanced almost uneasily at Wood, before glancing back at Severus. "As you could imagine, Professor…"
"No need to elaborate, Draco. I know." Severus nodded his head. "It must have slipped my mind, actually. I could have swore your father sent me a notice…"
"Wouldn't put it past him, frankly." Draco muttered a little, as he stood up. "I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing though, sir. I was sure I saw a lady with you."
"My wife, Draco." The mention of Krystal brought a small, rare smile to Severus's face. "She decided to come for a visit. How nice, right?"
"Indeed." Draco smiled a little, "Do pay my regards to Mrs. Snape. Good afternoon, sir."
"Good afternoon, Draco."
All the while, Oliver had to resist rolling his eyes or making a comment. Merlin knew how much Oliver detested 'the little dirt bag'. The visit though, for Lena, went just about undetected by Malfoy. Except for a conversation he just so happened to overhear from his 'cronies' Crabbe and Goyle about a 'foreign girl playing Quidditch with Dravin Black, Oliver Wood, and even Harry Potter'. What did Draco know, until he heard it specifically from Oliver Wood himself.
"So what? What's it to you?" Oliver questioned, as he stood outside of the Potions classroom. He was standing there in case Lena decided to pop out. He wanted Malfoy having nothing to do with her. "It's my bloody cousin, nobody of yer concern, Malfoy."
"Hey brother!" A voice from down the corridor called, as Dravin Black walked up in his regular clothing. Black tee-shirt and a pair of black slacks, that always made him look strapping. "Where's your girl?"
"She's gettin' ready to head back home 'till Beauxbaton's kicks back up." Oliver said, tuning out Malfoy. "She didn't think too much of Harry, but she seems ta like ye."
"No kidding? She single?"
"I 'ono, mate…" Oliver said, having not have heard about her and Xavier. "You could ask 'er before she goes home. She's havin' dinner with Snape, his wife, and I in Hogsmeade. You wanna come?"
"Hell yeah, don't count me out. I'll go grab my cloak."
Realization hit Oliver as he glanced toward a pair of piercing gray eyes, that were burrowing a hole straight through his torso. Malfoy hated being ignored, especially ignored for his idiot of a cousin. Malfoy stormed off irritated, but what did Oliver care? About ten minutes later, Lena exited the potions classroom with Severus and Krystal, and once Dravin Black came back -- they all left for Hogsmeade for dinner before Krystal took Lena home for the remainder of holiday.
While Lena heard of Dravin's constant talking of her after that, she insisted he call her 'Wood' to protect her identity. He wanted to be her boyfriend bad enough, he had no problem with that! Naturally, this troubled Severus. He didn't want his daughter associating with a Black. Although he was showing shades of more Slytherin less Sirius Black's boy every day. He'd have to wait and see before he'd give his daughter permission to see someone like that.
Lena's birthday went by just before her grand return to Beauxbaton's, and naturally, she got the birthday party she always did. Rather elaborate, with Oliver right there, her friends Charlize and Bernadette managed to be there, Bernadette's brother Thomas, a present and letter from her father, and Oliver had even brought something from Dravin Black AND Graham Montague for her.
"Well, Graham was at his grandparents' place in Switzerland so he couldn't come, but he wanted you to have this." Oliver explained as he handed her a parcel. Inside was a Quaffle signed by Franz LeStrange, the most eligible bachelor and Quidditch hunk of the Falmouth Falcons. Lena's eyes widened as she grinned.
"Oh la la… Franz LeStrange? How did he know I liked him!"
"I put a bug in 'is ear…" Oliver grinned in spite of himself. "He had the Quaffle since LeStrange's second year with the Falcons. He went to a game and got it signed. I told him you had a thing for Franz, and he 'anded it over no questions asked. I 'ono… did you put a spell on my friends?"
"Sure…" Lena rolled her eyes with a laugh, "NO. But if Graham likes me? More power to him. What's next?"
"Dravin."
Dravin's gift was a sterling silver necklace with a dark red, granite, gemstone in a silver pendant. The pendant was designed like a snake, and engraved he put 'A symbol of Slytherin', because he believed she was a true deliverance to the Slytherin house. She was naturally a symbol, being Snape's daughter. He knew this. Not many at Hogwarts would EVER know this if Severus had a way. Also with the necklace, was a letter, and some Quidditch related memorabilia.
Lena,
I hope you like the necklace. My mother actually helped me pick it out once I told her about you. She thinks you sound like a great girl, but I left out the detail of you being Snape's daughter. I figured that would be the best since you want to keep your last name under wraps as much as possible when it comes to Hogwarts. I don't blame you, people are so easy to judge.
Oliver also told me you play for your school's Quidditch team. I wish I had known, congrats. Enclosed is some plays you might be interested in, as well as tips… some maintainer kits, as well as a cloak in Beauxbaton's colors with your name on it. Had to do the writing in black though, for the simple fact, what's the world without a taste of black? ) No pun intended, I swear.
Lena laughed out loud at the comment, causing Oliver to wonder what the letter said. She wouldn't tell, as she continued reading.
Regardless of if you're allowed to wear it while playing, you have it. I hope you enjoy it and have a great birthday. You deserve it. Hope to see you again.
Love,
Dravin Black
She put her gifts from Montague and Black away, as she graciously accepted the rest. From clothing, jewelry, a ring from Xavier to 'make it look good' (In fact, Xavier did really have feelings for her. Who'd believe it, though?) amongst other things. She made out great for her birthday and in her return to Beauxbaton's for the remainder of the year -- she wore her Quidditch robe Black sent her. As she went to practice one afternoon with it, Fleur Delacour made quite the scene of it. But Lena, naturally, had quite the comeback ready for the 'cocky' player.
"Dat is not Beauxbaton's robe. You must change."
"How about, you shut up, Fleur." Lena said snappily. "I can wear what I wish, it's not a match. It's a pointless practice."
"Pointless you say?" Fleur huffed, "If it is 'pointless' zen why are you zere?"
"It's only pointless because YOU are running it, freak."
"Vere did you get zis… cloak?" Fleur demanded, as Lena smirked to herself.
"A Hogwarts student if you must know. A friend of mine, named Dravin Black."
"Dravin Black? E is a Slyzarine, non?"
"What's it to you? He'd never lower his standard to befriend you, so don't even bother thinking about it. If it'll shut you the HELL UP… I'll change my damned cloak. But the only reason is so you SHUT…UP…" Fleur waved her hand off, as Lena looked legitimately annoyed. "WHAT?"
"Vear it… I care not."
"You'd better see it my way, Delacour." Lena said through gritted teeth. "Now let's get this over with, I have more important things to do than associate with you today. I have to meet my boyfriend for tea. Surely you realize how important THAT must be…"
Fleur honestly went silent as practice commenced. Lena smiled satisfied. She still had a card to play against Fleur Delacour, and that was the Xavier Varden card. How helpful that came when wanting to put Fleur in her place. And fast.
But then again, somehow Fleur knew of Dravin. Maybe that was a card to play, too.
She loved to use who she knew for her advantage over people.
It was a fun bit.
There was one thing Hogwarts had over Beauxbaton's. Nothing dire or extreme happened at Beauxbaton's. Then again, Madam Maxime would never allow such to happen. Before the last day of school, Lena handed out exclusive invitations to a summer party she was planning at her family's estate. She needed to do something to have entertainment in the summer. She always became so bored, so easily. She was inviting only members of her own 'clique', as well as a couple choice names from Hogwarts. Namely? Graham Montague, Oliver Wood, and Dravin Black.
"You're going to have to maintain your jealousy, you know." Lena said to Xavier as she handed Charlize her invitation. "I'm inviting a boy who likes me from another school."
"Oh really…" Xavier's tone was borderline shallow. "Who?"
"Not to worry." Lena said, handing Bernadette hers. "You don't need to worry." She turned toward Xavier and pinched his cheek lightly. "Lena Snape is still yours, mon ange." She smirked, "Get over it, would you?"
"I'm just saying. I do like dating you, Lena. That's why I don't want to lose you. Excuse me if I come off, how do you say, pompous…?"
"But pompous is nice. I like pompous." She said with a chuckle. "I think arrogance is sexy. That's why I'm dating you, really."
"All right. Well, I will do my best to be there, love. I promise."
"Good. My father will want to meet you, of course. Because I am truly daddy's little girl. He'd kill a man if I asked him."
"Reassuring."
"Don't worry, you're not up yet. Hurt me and you will be, though."
"I'll remember that."
"It would be in your best interest to." Lena gave him a mild peck on the cheek, as she sauntered off. "See you during the summer."
"Bye, Lena…" Xavier sighed to himself as he watched her walk off. Maybe she was going to be a hard 'nut to crack', but there was no denying. He wanted to be the one to crack her, and make her a suitable woman to date long term. She wasn't Fleur Delacour. She was above her… far, far above her. Leaps and bounds, even.
Sad, isn't it?
The last day of school came, and the trip home for Lena was always good. She knew by the time she got home, her father would be there. Her mother was there, and Oliver if he was able would come back to the estate with Severus. She had her now typical, farewell party with Charlize and Bernadette. Which consisted of hugs, kisses, and promises of writing letters. Only this year, it was a promise to be at the party in July.
"I will be there for sure. My family is not going to Japan this year," Charlize said with a smile as she hugged Lena. "We are just going to Germany for a week to visit my grandmother, but I will be there."
"Great, we can go shopping the next day, too. I love retail therapy. After a long summer, I need to do it."
"But it will only be July." Bernadette said, as Lena chuckled.
"Need I restate, a long summer? July is halfway through. Which feels like an ETERNITY away…"
"I understand that." Bernadette said with a smile.
Lena grabbed her bag and boarded the train back home. She wasn't necessarily looking forward to the party so much as she was looking forward to just being home again for an extended period. Once the summer got good, though, it always seemed to end too soon.
Like for example, when her mother got her back into a routine of being catered to, only for her to go back to school?
She hardly classified it as 'fair'.
But she was beginning to deal with it well enough.
A/N: Can everybody say SPOLIED ROTTEN? Lol That's exactly what my girl is, and unfortunately, I love it. Here's two more chapters, so I hope this'll hold you over until I get the next two done. Woo. -M.S