Dangerous Liaison

by Marlena Snape

[WIP] Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy once the best of friends, now try to keep their only children apart. Can they prevent the possibly inevitable against Voldemort’s will, and avert a ‘dangerous liaison’? [R&R]

8. Summer Of Changes

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 Eight: Summer Of Changes
Before Year Four

Lena hadn't even been home three hours when she dressed and headed downstairs. After a relaxing shower, and dressing to moderately impress in a pair of black hip hugging pants, silver belt, heeled boots, and a black halter top -- her hair down and raven in color with a silver clip, and the necklace Dravin bought her for her twelfth birthday. The sterling silver necklace with a dark red, granite, gemstone in a silver pendant. The pendant that was designed like a snake. She ran her finger over the snake as she walked into the kitchen, where her mother was.

"Mother?" She said quietly, as Krystal turned around, wiping her hands on her apron.

"Yes, honey?"

"I'm going to Diagon Alley for a bit. I need to meet my friend there. Is that okay?"

"Of course, will you be home for dinner? Your father will be here."

"Of course I will. I won't be out long." She gave her mother a peck on the cheek with a smile. "See you in a bit."

"All right, honey. Be safe."

"Always."

Lena took a portkey to get from her house to Diagon Alley easily. She didn't want to deal with the drama that went along with Floo Powder or the Floo network that day. What was the point? She'd be all messed up. She wanted to not only look but BE at her best. When she arrived in Diagon Alley, she went right to Gringott's and made a withdrawal. She needed a couple galleons for the day. She didn't say where she'd meet Dravin, but he wasn't hard to pick out of a crowd. Platinum blonde and easy on the eyes.

Little did she know, when she spotted a platinum blonde ahead of her and yelled 'Dravin' out, that person would turn around just as she ran up. She stopped dead in her tracks, as she came face-to-face with a now familiar gray gaze.

"Miss Wood…?" the boy said her name, and Lena sneered.

"Sorry, Malfoy. I'm looking for Dravin. Not you."

"I'm actually here with Dravin." He said, and Lena rolled her eyes.

"Great. I'm pretty much on a date with Dravin and I have to double with a nobody…"

"I beg your pardon…"

"Lena?"

She turned around, and this time, she saw Dravin. She let out a relieved sigh, as she put her arms around his neck, hugging him. She didn't care. Dravin hugged her back, but feeling something cold against his upper torso (as he wore a black wife beater tank top and a pair of black shorts) and looked down. He actually smiled.

"The hottest of days you wear the ice platinum. I'm impressed."

"I figured you'd like it if I wore it…" Lena said with a smile. "It's the first time I've trusted to wear it out, do you like how it looks?"

"I do… I mean, I really like it…" Dravin forced a smile. "I read your letter…"

"I know." She said shortly, as she glanced over her shoulder, feeling eyes burrowing into her. "Do you mind?"

"What…?" Draco seemed to glare. "He's with me, so I have a right to be here… Miss…"

"If you don't know my name, then you really don't deserve to know…"

Draco knew, all right, but he just crossed his arms. Dravin told Draco it was okay, and he told Draco he'd meet him later that afternoon. He put out his arm and Lena took it, sauntering off toward the ice cream parlor with Dravin, as she cast Draco a devious smirk. Draco sighed to himself, rolling his eyes as he started off toward Knockturn Alley, where, rumor had it -- Angel had 'borrowed' Oliver Wood from his daily go-about.

"Would you like something?" Dravin asked, as Lena shook her head.

"No, I just thought we'd talk… you know, so I can understand where you're coming from…"

"I'm glad you're giving me a chance, but a little shocked. I have to admit. I know as a Sna-- well… a Wood… you're good at holding a grudge…"

"I am. Ask Oliver." There was no hesitation in her voice, as she was covering up Dravin's near mistake.

They didn't know that Draco would be spying in the distance. What better did he have to do that day? Go hang out with Angel and her little boyfriend there? He went to Knockturn Alley, got what he needed and about half hour later, was back watching Dravin and Lena. By then, Dravin and Lena were having coffee.

"So how was school? And that boyfriend of yours?"

"He's a tool." Lena said with a laugh. "What should I expect from a Varden, though. The only one of Varden decent that's any good is my friend Charlize, who, is Xavier's cousin. Nobody really knew until the blowout my friends and I had with Fleur Delacour."

"Sounds like you're quite the little vixen." Dravin said as he lifted his mug and Lena laughed to herself.

"Oh Dravin, you have no idea…" She flipped back her hair, as she then proceeded to wrap her hands around the mug in front of her. "What would you expect from me, though? If I wasn't, you would think something was wrong with me…"

"Probably…" Dravin smiled.

They talked for a while, and somehow -- Draco never got bored. He was inquired to listen, but as Angel came up behind him, he demanded she be quiet. It wasn't only Angel, though, but Oliver Wood. Oliver looked shocked to see Lena snuggling up with Nero, some might have thought, as she held his hand on the table. Oliver went to say something, but Draco prevented him from doing so.

"So why don't you dump that cad of a boy toy of yours?" Dravin asked, "Go for a real man."

"Like who?" she laughed, "Come on. In case you haven't noticed, Beauxbaton's isn't really a haven for respectable young men. And I go there."

"Hey, I'm single." Dravin flashed a grin. "Been waiting for the right girl."

"I'd think about it, if you get out of this situation you're in…"

"Oh it's co-- what did you say?" Dravin double took, as he looked at her strangely. She just smirked to herself. "You serious?"

"Just take into consideration what I wrote you… and you'll understand." She slowly stood up, after leaning over the table toward Dravin. Her face was merely centimeters from his. "And I'll think about giving you the time of day…"

"Hey…" Dravin said quietly, before she could pull away. "I've been thinking long and hard about it before this, proposition came up. Like I wrote you…"

"What's made you change your mind?" Lena said quietly back, and Dravin smiled a little.

"A letter from my dad…"

Lena's eyes opened a little wider, and her eyebrows arched. Interesting. He whispered what the letter said to her and Lena smirked a bit. How nice, right? She nodded her head.

"Well regardless, do what you have to do and I'll do what I have to do. Who knows… next time I visit Hogwarts, it could be on your arm instead of… my uncle…" She flashed a smile, and Dravin nodded his head a bit.

"Very nice."

"I need to go though, my Aunt will be expecting me at the Snape Estate. I'll be staying with them this summer, if you'd like to visit."

Lena leaned in, and placed a teasing kiss on Dravin's lips. No lie. She just kissed him in public! Dravin was left lingering, and wanting more -- but he just smiled at her. He ran his fingertip along the line of the snake pendent she was wearing, as he stood up with her.

"Keep that close to your heart, my Slytherin princess…"

"I'm a symbol of your house and I don't even go to your school…" Lena laughed a little, "reasons unbeknownst to the rest of the world…"

"That's right." Dravin leaned down as he rested his hand on the side of her face, pushing her hair back. He leaned in, kissing her lips again, and smiled at her. "I'll see you this summer. If you get the opportunity, tell that dumb bloke boyfriend of yours to hit the bricks."

"You know it."

Dravin and Lena separated. Lena was heading back to her family's estate, and Oliver broke away from Angel and Draco. He needed to talk to his cousin. Like, five minutes ago. It was that urgent. Draco was just, boiling with anger. Was Dravin going to double cross him for a girl? Even a girl as bewildering as Lena Wood? He wished he had heard what Dravin said to Lena, when they were whispering over the table, but he didn't. He wasn't too happy, though.

"You okay?" Angel asked Draco, who just looked like he was going to boil with anger right out of his skin. "Do you want to head back to your house?"

"I think we'd better…" Draco said shortly.

"Then you can talk to Dravin yourself." Angel continued, nodding her head surely. "I mean, we can sort everything out."

"Yeah."

It never clicked with Angel that Draco's jealousy would just resurface… especially considering Dravin was kissing the only girl Draco had ever seriously had a 'thing' for.

--

Back at the Snape Estate, Lena arrived via portkey, but little did she know… someone would be waiting in her bedroom. The fireplace in her bedroom, was attached to the Floo Network, and standing by it, slightly sooted and rugged, was her cousin Oliver Wood. Lena let her mother know she was home, and that she was going to change for dinner… before she headed upstairs. She sauntered into her bedroom, unclasping her necklace from the back of her neck, and placed it in the jewelry box on her vanity. She hadn't even turned around, but hearing a voice, she jumped, nearly going THROUGH her vanity's stand up mirror.

"Well, Le… you can talk to a Black but not to your own family…"

Lena turned around swiftly, seeing Oliver standing there in a pair of black pants and a white shirt with a black cloak. She looked at him skeptically, her eyebrow turning up to show she wasn't impressed.

"Wow. And I thought you couldn't stoop any lower on the scale of one to loser…" Lena started, "But you've gone and proven me wrong. What is it? Dress like a Malfoy day in Follow-the-leader-ville?"

"Drop the attitude, would ya?" Oliver said, shaking his head. "What made you change your mind on Dravin?"

"The fact he's getting away from those idiot Malfoy's."

"He still lives there…" Oliver said, crossing his arms. Lena just smiled.

"Not for long. By… oh… tonight? He'll be back in London." She stepped behind her changing station, and began changing outfits. "So if you don't mind, I have a lot of stuff to do before dinner."

"Oh, like a boyfriend to break up with?"

Lena raised an eyebrow as she peaked from behind the bamboo and satin changing station she had custom made. How did Oliver know about that? Unless… unless he was eve's dropping on her conversation with Dravin. That son of a bitch…

"Why don't you stick to your own life, and stay out of mine for a change eh?" Lena said, as she slipped into her long black skirt, and changed into a plain black silk button up blouse that held tight to her figure. "I mean, you're turning into a Malfoy. Demand bicker demand bitch… why don't you just change your name, mate? Get it done and over with, then your little girlfriend wouldn't have to worry about it…"

"She's not my girlfriend…" Oliver said shortly, "Not like I have to explain myself…"

"Well you kind of do if you want me to care." Lena stepped out from behind the changing station, "Because right now? You barely exist to me. You're either with me, or against me, and I don't take too kindly to people who are against me…"

"You're bloody well turnin' into yer father…"

"Thank you." Lena said, beaming a smile, laced with sarcasm. "When you're here though, you don't seem to think my father is all that bad. So what? He acts as if you don't exist from time-to-time. I'm starting to think that's the right way of things."

"Is this about Malfoy?" Oliver questioned finally. "I mean, your close encounter of the Malfoy kind last year wasn't exactly the best, but Draco's not like his dad… not really…"

"He's a splitting IMAGE of his bloody father!" Lena shouted, "And that is not the type of bastard I'm hanging out with. Or spending my time with. I'm sticking to what I know, who I know, and if you can't handle that, Wood, then leave. Because I'm not going to associate with any of his little cronies, either."

"I'm not a crony of his…" Oliver said, borderline offended by Lena's assumption. "I only like Angel, and so what? Angel is a friend of Malfoy's. They're NOT related, and I'll have ye know, yer father is friends with Angel's father Christian Raye… and he's good friends with Lucius Malfoy! As for Aunt Krys? Friends with Draco's mum Narcissa Black-Malfoy. Yes, BLACK-MALFOY… Dravin's cousin in case ye forgettin'! So you can't associate with yer own parents or new ordered boyfriend by yer logic, PRINCESS…"

Lena looked as if Oliver slapped her across the face. In fact, he had, verbally. He then realized what he said, exposing something that should NOT have been said, and he started toward the fireplace. Lena grabbed a hold of her cousin's arm and jerked him back. When he turned toward her, Lena hauled back, and SLAPPED Oliver, clear across the face! And not just your average slap… it was what some would call a 'bitch slap'. Just hard and merciless… as she glared at him, tears of anger welling in her now, dark eyes.

"How dare you lie about my parents that way…" Oliver went to say something, but Lena cut him off. "NO, don't you DARE say anything else! Get the FUCK out of my room! GET OUT!" she screamed, but hearing that caused Krystal Wood-Snape to come running to her daughter's bedroom.

"Honey?" Krystal's voice said out as Oliver noticed his aunt. He had a large handprint right across his right cheek, and Krystal looked shocked. "Oliver! What's happened to your face!"

"Your daughter." Oliver said shortly, "I need to go, Aunt Krys…"

"Oliver, please…" Krystal started, as Lena looked at her mother, gawking.

"Don't 'Oliver, please' him, mother! He's said awful things to me, lies! About you and Daddy! Things I don't need to nor want to hear! I want him GONE!"

Krystal's attention turned toward Oliver, who just looked dumbfounded Lena had come out with that in front of Krystal. Oliver said he'd explain it to his aunt later, about how he was angry and let information slip, and then he was gone. Lena stormed out of her bedroom and headed down to her father's study, to wait for his arrival. She wanted to find out whether what Oliver said was true or not, and if it was… she'd have no idea how she'd react…

She was hoping with all that she was that it wasn't true…

--

Back at the Malfoy Mansion:

Draco and Angel arrived, only to find Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black-Malfoy speaking in the foyer. Apparently, Lucius was going out, and Narcissa was seeing him out. Draco passed them with little to no conversation, but when Lucius's attention fell onto his son, he knew something went on. He could tell just by the look on his son's face.

"Draco."

Draco winced to himself, as he slowly turned around. Putting a best face forward, he raised his chin proudly, acknowledging his father's voice.

"Yes, father?"

"Where have you been?"

"Diagon Alley with Angel, father. We've been, shopping, if you can believe that."

"I can't." Lucius's tone was hollow. "Didn't Dravin leave with you?"

"Yes, father. But he left before we did. Said he had, things, to deal with."

"I see…"

"We don't know where he went," Angel started "If that's what you mean."

"Doesn't matter to me, he's not my child. But he is under my roof, so his presence was required. Especially for what I needed to speak of."

"The dark-"

"The walls have ears, Draco." Lucius said warningly. "Yes."

"If we see him we'll tell him you're looking for him." Angel said surely, nodding her head. "Promise."

"Very well, carry on…"

Draco and Angel went upstairs, and immediately headed to Dravin's bedroom. They had to find him, especially to find out what Lena Wood had meant about 'doing something' to go out with her. Hey, if Draco could sway her -- he'd do whatever it was to date her! He just wanted that control of having someone her caliber on his arm. No matter the cost or sacrifice. But when they got to Dravin's room, nobody was there. Nothing was there. His clothes, photos, posters, Quidditch gear, EVERYTHING… was gone!
He had left!

Draco looked irate. Furious. The only thing he noted was a piece of parchment left on the oak desk that was now empty. He could almost hear Dravin as he read over the letter and the blood within his veins boiled to a dangerous rate.

To Whom It May Concern:

Oh behalf of Dravin Black, this is the biggest 'get bent' in recorded history to the Malfoy's. You let me into your home, let me into your life, and all because precious little Draco wanted to have me under his thumb. The little prat can't change, won't change, and there's nothing that can be said about that.
But one thing that I did manage to accomplish is prove Draco is just as gullible as any of the girls I've dated.

That's not saying much. Yet.

For more than just a girl, I leave the Malfoy Mansion because of my FATHER, Sirius Black. I know now that Lucius Malfoy, a bona fied Death Eater, was trying to convert me into something my father hates. Just to get him to hate his only son. Well Uncle Lucy, too bad. Good luck with that, Death Eater thing -- though. You'll need it with all your little deathy friends either locked up or too scared to come clean.

This is just a note saying, sorry 'bout your damned luck.
Dravin Carter Black no longer lives here.

-Signed,
Dravin C. Black

Draco ripped the parchment up into ten pieces. Thirty pieces. A hundred pieces. Throwing it to the floor, Draco looked STEAMED beyond belief. Angel knew Draco was angry, but couldn't exactly pin-point the exact level of how angry he was. She needed to contact Oliver to think of something to make her 'brother' calm down. Oliver might know what to do since he was in fact friends with Dravin. Or was. Whatever they had going on.

She sent Oliver an owl from the Malfoy Mansion, telling him to come by immediately. When Oliver would receive it, he was just leaving the Snape Estate. He took the portkey from the Snape Estate to the Malfoy Mansion, a transaction that was never supposed to happen (both Lucius and Severus would know someone traveled from their houses to the other by portkey… in case it was Draco and Lena… the worst possible scenario…). When he got to the mansion, Draco was in his bedroom, locked in momentarily. Angel was on the outside knocking.

"Draco…"

"Just go away…"

"Brother, please…"

Angel was pleading with Draco through the solid door blocking them, but Draco had no give. Oliver walked up, placing an arm around Angel's shoulder, and she looked up at him, her eyes turned emerald, and filling with tears. She explained what happened to him about Dravin, and Oliver just shook his head.

"I can't believe she was right…"

"Who?"

"Lena…"

"Your cousin?"

Oliver merely nodded. He explained to Angel that Lena commented, "before tonight, he'd be in London" about Dravin. Draco opened the door hearing this, and his eyes were full of rage. Oliver took a step back, and Draco just looked at him.

"It was her…"

"Draco, no it wasn't…"

"It was HER!"

"NO, it was not. He was planning on leaving well on before Lena came into his life."

"She was IN HIS LIFE when he MOVED here! It was her threatening to leave it that scared him, isn't it?"

"He's not scared. He's just too headstrong to be here with you, mate." Oliver was the cooler head, no doubt. Draco was infuriated, though.

"That little jezebel… she ruined my plans…" Draco said, "She RUINED everything! By all but promising him to jump in bed, she RUINED MY PLANS!"

"What plans!" Angel shouted, holding her head tightly. "GOD, I can't handle this drama anymore! You're so fucking cryptic, Draco!"

"Lena had nothing to do with Dravin leaving, I know that for a fact." Oliver said, defending Lena like there was nothing else. Even AFTER she slapped him. Threw him out. And humiliated him. "Dravin isn't a follower, Draco… he's a leader… I just hope you understand that and not hate the wrong person…"

"He couldn't hate your cousin." Angel said coldly, as she turned her direction back to Draco. "Could you, brother dear? That's why you're so angry… isn't it? So you can't monitor Dravin's relationship with YOUR dream girl, isn't it?"

"Shut up, you dumb bitch…" Draco hissed, as Angel glared.

"No. I'm right, aren't I? You just wanted Dravin here to run his life… didn't you?"

"What's it to you? He was going to get you know what, because of my father. He was going to be part of a real family. An upstanding family. Not a pack of low-lives with a connection willingly to St. bloody Potter. I was going to give him that, Angel! I was going to make his life better, but for a broad, he changes his bloody mind and walks out on me! After all I've done for that son of a bitch-"

"You this! You that! YOU YOU YOU!" Angel screamed, "It's ALWAYS you, Draco! You have the biggest egomaniac I've EVER encountered! And you WONDER why Oliver's cousin wouldn't go for you! In front of her, you're a god damned mouse, but in front of everyone else, you're an egomaniac! Oliver!"

Oliver's attention snapped toward Angel as she yelled his name, and she grabbed his hand. He seemed confused, but she looked serious - and extremely furious. Draco just sat back and was mildly brooding. He wasn't any happier.

"Take me to your cousin's house!"

"I can't… she… well… she kicked me out…"

"…Serves you right," Draco quipped, as Angel glared in his direction again.

"Nobody ASKED you, jerk off…" Angel looked back at Oliver. "Why did she kick you out, Ollie?"

"Because I associated with…" he gestured his head toward Draco and Angel couldn't help but smirk.

"Well. At least the girl knows who to hang out with and who not to…"

"You can leave any time, you mouthy little cow." Draco hissed, as he turned his revolving chair away from where Oliver and Angel were standing. Oliver, actually stepped forward.

"She isn't who your aggression should be centered on…" He said forcefully. "Dravin is. And if you can't keep your aggression in check, I think I will have her leave, just so she doesn't have to deal with yer mouth…" He grabbed Angel's hand. "C'mon, I'll risk getting slapped again so you all can talk…"

"No… let's just go to my house." Angel said, "We'll talk to her when she's not so angry. OR we'll talk to Draco when he stops being a self-centered prick."

"See ya next decade, mate." Oliver said to Draco, as Oliver and Angel left the Malfoy Mansion. Draco sat there, his feet kicked up on the desk in front of him, his arms crossed.

"I'll make her pay for taking my plans away from me…" Draco said bitterly, "I'll make her pay dearly." He stopped though, as he felt his heart pounding heavier, sighing to himself he rested his head against the back of his chair. "Severus…" He said out loud, "I can't do anything… that girl is his pride…" Inertly, he sighed again, shaking his head. "And my own…"

--

Back at the Snape Estate:

Severus walked into his study with a bad feeling. A real bad feeling. He knew the portkey was used, and when he got home, he was praying his daughter was there. So he knew it wasn't her. If it was -- Gods and the Heavens forbid! He was starting to think though, that after almost fourteen years -- if nothing had happened then, nothing would. Then again, the Dark Lord was no where in sight… no where around… he was pretty much, gone…
Unfortunately…

But when Severus walked in to find his pride and joy sitting on the edge of his desk, legs crossed, and a hopeful expression on her face when she saw the door open, Severus's heart remained in his chest. He sighed a heavy breath of relief, as she jumped down off the desk, and walked up, hugging him.

"Welcome home, daddy." Lena said, as Severus smiled to himself.

"Thank you, princess."

"Daddy…" Lena looked up at him, feeling a little awkward. "May I talk to you? It's about, well, boys… and… a situation…"

"Boys as in plural for more than one?"

"Yes, daddy." Lena said surely. "It's about a boy named Dravin… Oliver… Draco… and my relationship with Xavier…"

Draco? How common was the name Draco? In context with DRAVIN and OLIVER? Not common AT ALL. Severus's heart skipped a beat, and he began to sweat cold as he sat down in his chair. Lena sat down on Severus's lap, and he put his arms around his daughter.

"What's your problem, sweet pea?" Severus said, trying to hide the shaky tone to his voice.

"Well, Draco's cousin Dravin, wants to date me. I said if he got out of his situation with that arrogant prat, I'd consider it. I do like Dravin, but I'm dating Xavier. I don't even like Xavier, but it's for placement… you see…"

"Is there that much of a pressure at Beauxbaton's, baby?" Severus looked confused. Lena nodded a little. "Dravin, is a good boy… but… so is Draco…"

Lena looked s-t-u-n-n-e-d. Like her father just slapped her across the face. She stood up in an instant, looking at her father as if he were legitimately insane. He seemed confused by her shock.

"Lena?"

"How can you say that?" Lena asked, "How can you say Draco's a good boy?"

"Because he's one of my students. I know Draco unlike many." Severus stood up. "I really don't know what has you so cross with Draco, but it's out of his nature to be rude to a lady. Esp--" He suddenly stopped. "Wood…"

"I beg your pardon?"

"He thinks you're a Wood…"

"So doesn't the Hogwarts population who KNOWS of me… why can't I be a Snape, daddy? What's so bad?" Lena fell to her knees, putting her head down. "I just don't get it anymore. I feel that there is so much that's being hidden from me. That's why I'm at Beauxbaton's, a school I'm beginning to despise. If it wasn't for Charlize, Bernadette, and Cameron - who is on the verge of graduation, I'd hate Beauxbaton's! I hate most of the people who go there. I have more friends at Hogwarts, and don't even go there!"

Severus felt horrible. As horrible as horrible could get. He felt as if he was hurting his own daughter just to protect her from something that wasn't even proven. Something that was two paranoid father's hunches. He wouldn't do it, not anymore, especially witnessing his baby girl crying in his office. Severus kneeled down and hugged Lena.

"I'm so sorry my princess…" Severus said quietly. "There is so much that has been hidden for the past thirteen years…" He held her close, and Lena continued to cry on his shoulder. "I'm going to talk to my headmaster… I can't have you suffering anymore…"

"What about…?" She said quietly, and Severus looked at Lena seriously.

"About you transferring schools. Break up with Xavier if you want to. Leave him. If he hurts you I won't hesitate to kill him…"

"I ne-need to s-see Dravin…"

"He's a good boy but be CAREFUL. I won't tell you what to do, but I will tell you, that he's a Black… from my own experiences, save for a couple, Black's can NOT be trusted…"

"Is it true you're friends with Lucius Malfoy?" Lena spat it out in a hurry, and once again, Severus looked stunned.

"Who said such a thing?"

"Oliver…" Lena said quietly. "I think I made him angry and he spat that out at me. I… I don't care if you are…"

"I've been since we were in school…" Severus put his head down. "I've let you down. The one person I swore I'd never betray I have…"

"Daddy… it's okay…"

"No, Lena, it is not." Severus looked at her seriously. "I've let you down. I'm not the father you should have. I've betrayed you your entire life. Lucius has done the same to Draco…"

"…So you mean I'm just like Draco!" she seemed shocked, more disgusted as Severus was quick to shake his head.

"No, no of course not." Severus hugged Lena tightly. "Don't think on it, Lena. Just enjoy your summer. We're going to the World Quidditch Cup as well, so you'll see Oliver… and I'd wager Dravin will be there."

"I need to talk to Oliver before hand, but I'm sure that would be great."

"So look forward to that, darling. Just… do me one favor, if you would…"

"What's that, daddy?"

"Drop the Wood act. You're a Snape…"

Lena couldn't help but beam a smile at that.

--

Lena was going to inform Xavier they should 'see other people' because she wouldn't be at Beauxbaton's much longer, but decided to wait. She didn't want to suffer a backlash by breaking up with him prematurely. But she did in fact inform Dravin of her choice.

She met up with Dravin at the Leaky Caldron one afternoon before the Quidditch World Cup, and they were talking about the discussion her father and her had at the beginning of the summer. About how he wasn't going to make her suffer anymore. How he was talking to his headmaster.

"You're coming to Hogwarts!" Dravin exclaimed excitedly, as Lena laughed a little.

"I don't know if daddy can do it, but if he can, by fifth year I'll be a Hogwarts student."

"That's- that's so amazingly great!"

"I know…" Lena smiled.

For some reason, she was happy around Dravin. Little did she expect their 'happy time' to be interrupted. Not so much rudely, after some explanation. Into the Leaky Caldron, walked Angel Raye and Oliver Wood -- both looked as though they had been shopping. Oliver was in a pair of khaki shorts and a black tee-shirt and Angel was in tight blue jeans and a red lace top with a black belt. They were talking amongst themselves, while Dravin and Lena were on a 'date' of sort.
Oliver noticed them immediately. Dravin's platinum hair was a dead give away.

"Hey, mate." Oliver said to Dravin, as he glanced toward Lena. "Hey, Lena."

"Hi, Oliver." Lena said quietly. "Wasn't expecting to see you today…"

"Wasn't expecting to be here today." Oliver said with a half smile. "Good thing though I wager, you're looking awfully nice."

"I bet you say that to all the girls…" Lena wouldn't show the smile, but she wanted to. Angel just smiled at Lena.

"Oh, he does. That's why I'm with him."

"No kidding." Lena said, not absently, but not sure whether to talk civil or put up her defenses with this girl. She had no idea who she was, after all.

"Dravin, are you back with Mia?" Angel asked, as Dravin nodded his head.

"That I am. Why? Did Draco send you?"

"No, I was just curious. I've been wondering myself."

"Could I ask who you are? Just so I don't say 'hey you'?" Lena inquired, as Angel looked a little surprised.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I meant to introduce myself." She held out her hand. "Angel Raye. You're Lena…"

"Lena Snape."

Both Dravin and Oliver looked at Lena, stunned. Angel looked legitimately struck, too. She had thought her last name was Wood! Snape! Lena explained in short that her father, Severus, said she didn't have to hide it anymore. How she always was a Snape, always WOULD be a Snape. And Angel, looked, impressed.

"Amazing. I'd never have assumed! Snape? Just amazing!"

"Yeah, well… some people might think so. Others not so much." Lena said, shrugging to herself. "I'm not worried anymore. I'm tired of people thinking I'm someone I'm not. No offense, to you Oliver, but I am not a Wood. I'd never proudly claim being related to Oliver's father."

"I don't even wanna claim it." Oliver said with a chuckle.

"My father told me I didn't have to hide it anymore, so I won't."

"Professor Snape's your father…?" Angel asked, slightly awestruck, as Lena beamed a smile verifying. "I love Professor Snape… he's such an awesome person."

"I know." Lena said, dignified.

Conversation shifted as Angel and Oliver sat down, talk of the World Quidditch Cup, and naturally of Lena's possible relocation. Angel asked if she was nervous about the possible transition, and Lena shook her head. Of course she wasn't! She was at a point in her life where she didn't want to be stuck so far from home… at Beauxbaton's. She didn't really make the best impression with a lot of the students, since she was so high maintenance. They couldn't handle her demeanor.
Or at least that's how she figured it.

Lena didn't care if Angel's 'brother' knew of her last name. She was tired of hiding it. Angel wasn't really talking much to Draco, but was still talking to him because of their family's. They'd have to talk come school.

The World Quidditch Cup came, and went -- with all the adventure and action of Death Eaters on brigade. The dark mark was cast, and luckily, Lena, Severus and Krystal had left before that. They only had to read about it in the papers. Insane, really, how the world changes. They were all heading into the new school year - and when Lena would arrive back at school… it was told…

Guests were coming to Hogwarts. At Beauxbaton's, Durmstrang, and Hogwarts were the three schools coming together for a 'sacred' event, that was undisclosed currently...
Lena, was going to Hogwarts for the year anyway in October…

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A/N: Next chapter? Another joint. Yay, right! It's all coming together finally:-D R&R if you'd like. -M.S