Why hello everybody! I've missed ya'll too much for words! I hope ya missed me too! ;) . So I was a little (BRIDGE OF TEARS) sad after yesterday's episode with no, NO (!), Samcedes moments … So I needed to be happy and in my own little perfect bubble so I wrote Chapter Three! Don't know why I got emotional writing the last part of this chapter, but I was like in "mini-tears" :.( But I hope you like it, and PLEASE Read and Review.

P.S. I just relized how long it is... Guess during my lack-of-Samcedes rage I decided to stop looking at the word count *Kanye Shrug*.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee… or Harry Potter… But If I did they both would happen like this:

A Friend Comes and Goes

The first four months of classes passed by with nothing too eventful taking place. Classes were going great for Mercedes, Artie, Blaine, and the other Ravenclaws while the other houses started to show the wear and tear of their studies.

Since the beginning of classes, groups had formed amongst the first years. The Gryffindors stuck together just like the Slytherins, while the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws had become instant friends all of which could be found in the Hufflepuff common room.

In the basement next to a long staircase, just above the dungeons a painting of a badger sleeping hung close to the ground. Behind said door the Hufflepuff common room laid quietly, with 6 students studying on the dark yellow chairs surrounding one large brown table.

The seating when like such: Mercedes sat at the farthest left seat with Brittany sitting next to her. On the blonde's other side there was Tina. At the head was Artie, with Sugar next to him, Kurt next to Sugar, and Blaine next to Kurt and across from Mercedes.

In front of them were their textbooks with their metal goblets. And spread all over the table were jars filled with different ingredients for their Potions assignment.

"This isn't working… Why won't it work Mercy?" Blaine asked tearfully, while flinging his wand around.

Mercedes could tell that he was getting frustrated. During class Mr. Slughorn had said it was one of the hardest potions to master for a first year so naturally all Ravenclaws jumped at the challenge. The assignment was to make and bottle one potion from the following list: Confusing Concoction (causing confusion), Cleaning solution (cleans your items), Changing-Liquid, Boil-cure, or a minor Love potion.

Mercedes leaned over to look inside Blaine's goblet that contained a brown liquid that smelled like the Slytherin dungeons.

"Hmmm… Did you add the worm's tongue?" She asked.

There was a silence before Blaine slowly reached for a jar next to him and poured a few of the worms into the pot, but it just bubbled a bit before becoming still again. Blaine threw his head back in defeat.

"We've been doing this for like 5 hours! Can't we talk a break?" Kurt suggested.

"Yeah!" all the Hufflepuffs shouted.

"I don't know… I think we should finish our work first." Artie said skeptically.

"Artie. Look at Blaine… He's about to burst into tears." Kurt said while looking sadly at Blaine.

The boy with his bow tie looked to Kurt, with a small smile on his face, and when Kurt smiled back Blaine couldn't help but notice the small butterflies that fluttered about in his stomach. Quickly he turned his head to his textbook, with a soft blush on his face.

"You know. I think Kurt is right, maybe we should take a break… anybody want to go to Ravenclaw tower and read?" Mercedes suggested which earned three smiles from Artie, Tina, and Blaine, but groans from Kurt and Brittany.

"Come on! Why don't we just hangout." Sugar suggested.

"What's that mean?" Blaine asked with a confused look.

Sugar thought for a minute with her finger tapping the bottom of her chin, "I'm not really sure, I heard some 5th years asking each other if they wanted to hang-out… But all they did was talk… On second thought how about we not…"

"Yeah that sounds boring! Let's go look for the unicorns?" Brittany suggested to Mercedes, who over the last couple of months had promised the blonde that she would help her find a unicorn.

"I saw a book in the Library about them!" Mercedes squealed in excitement.

"Well… How about we play a board game or something? OH! Or we could go and try and cheer up the Slytherins?" Kurt suggested.

"That would be nice!" Blaine said with enthusiasm before Kurt and he ran from the room ready to make friends with a Slytherin.

"I think I'm going to stay here and try and finish this potion" Artie said; accompanied by a nod from Tina.

"Mmeee Tttoooo."

"Well I'm gonna go with Mercedes, and Brit, I'll see you guys later." Sugar said. She quickly rose form her chair and skipped to the door.

"See ya later Artie, bye T." Mercedes said, as she followed Sugar, with Brittany on her tail.

The three girls ran through the castle ignoring all the strange looks they received from other student, but they kept headed for the Library.

In the Library…

"AAHHH! We've been studying for like 5 hours! Can't we go do something?" Finn complained as he banged his head on his open book.

"Come on we have to finish this before we can watch the Quidditch match!" Sam said.

In the large library 5 tables sat next to each other, in the shape of the number 5 on a dice. Himself, Rory, Finn, Quinn, and Mike sat in the middle with their goblets and textbooks out, and their wands in their hands.

"Rory? Which potion are you trying?" Mike asked while looking to Rory who was seated next to him, with a frown of confusion on his face.

Rory had a golden goblet in front of him filled to the brim with water. His black crooked wand touched the rim of the goblet. Moving the wand up and down he said "Eye of Rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum!" Nothing happened so he tried it again.

"What is he doin'" Finn asked while Rory repeated the spell again with the same result.

Sam laughed at little, "He's trying to turn the water into rum, he made it turn to tea a couple days ago before-" An explosion was heard next to Sam when he turned to see the goblet empty and Rory's face covered in black residue.

"Guess it didn't work." Rory was still wide eyed at the goblet when he coughed up the words.

Sam, Mike and Finn exchanged a look before both bursting into laughter, which Rory followed shortly after, till they were all shushed by the Librarian.

"Aren't you gonna ask me what I'm making Samsam?" Quinn asked. She was sitting across from him, and had been banging her foot into his for the last 5 hours. It was really starting to get on Sam's nerves.

"Which potion are you going to try Quinn?" He asked.

"I'm going to make the love potion… Just in case it will come in handy later…" She said with a smile at Sam, which he didn't understand.

"Cool, but why would you-"Sam stopped talking when he heard a familiar laugh coming in from the hallway outside. When he looked up his eyes met with familiar ones that grew small when she smiled largely at him, and waved discreetly.

Sam couldn't help the crooked smile that went up into place instantly, and without even knowing his hand was up high in the air waving.

Sam saw her giggle at his antics, and quickly he pulled his arm down 'Be cool Sam.' He thought to himself.

Ever since that one detention Mercedes's thoughts about Sam had changed.

FLASHBACK!

4 months ago in Ms. McGonagall's classroom Mercedes sat in the front desk waiting for her fellow detention recipient to come in. But Mercedes sat back and crossed her arms when the boy still hadn't arrived.

"Well Mercedes, I guess you can start writing and when Mr. Evans decides to grace us with his presents he shall do the same." Ms. McGonagall waved her wand in the air and a piece of parchment and a quill flew in front of her to sit on the desk. "Now you will write 10 reasons why you shouldn't talk when the teacher is talking."

Mercedes nodded and was about to begin when the doors flung open and a breathless Sam came running in. "I'm sorry Professor. I keep getting lost. Somehow I ended up back in the dungeons… This school confuses me."

"Surprise, surprise." Mercedes whispered under her breath, too quiet for Sam to hear.

Sam was about to sit down next to her when Ms. McGonagall yelled "NO!... I mean… No sitting next to each other. To keep you both from talking while I'm talking, that is, you will not be sitting by each other for the rest of the year, is that understood?" She asked while bringing Sam a piece of parchment and quill to match Mercedes' at an adjacent desk.

The professor had just enough time to explain to Sam what he needed to do when the doors opened again.

"PROFESSOR!" A girl yelled

"What's the matter Santana?" Ms. McGonagall asked while approaching the crying girl.

"There's a fight in the dungeons and I couldn't find our head of house. My friends are fighting." She said through heavy tears.

"Oh my!" The teacher said in horror. "Ok. Mr. Evan, Miss Jones, don't leave your seats. Don't talk to each other. I will be back as soon as I can." Santana followed the teacher out, but not before turning around and smiling with a wicked grin.

When Sam heard the door close he began to squirm in his seat "AHHH" He sighed heavily, before looking over to Mercedes.

He saw her writing furiously on the paper, and Sam quickly straightened and leaned over to see what she was writing, but the desks were too far away.

"So… What are you putting down?" He asked casually.

But Mercedes covered her paper with her arm and glared at him "Ms. McGonagall said we can't talk."

Sam looked back at his paper, a little defeated when he heard her voice. "I'm writing that we can't pay attention if we are talking." It was barley a whisper but he would take it.

"Thanks" he said shyly "I'm dyslexic, so sometimes it's hard for me to do assignments." 'Why did I just tell her that?' He thought to himself, before smacking his head with his hand. Sam heard a soft giggle from Mercedes and when he looked over his heart melted for her little smile, which she quickly whipped off her face.

"Well… I can help you if you want me to…" She said while Sam could see her face beginning to blush under its chocolate complexion.

"That would be great!" He yelled as he grabbed the paper and the quill and ran to sit by her.

"We aren't supposed to be sitting by each other." Mercedes said; looking back at the door, to see if the teacher was going to come in.

"Don't worry I'll move before she comes back… I'm really fast." He said. "So. Why shouldn't we talk when the teacher is talking?" Sam had forgotten that he had the quill in his hand and began to tap it against his face.

Once again he heard her sweet laugh. "What?" He asked; turning his body to completely face her. But she only laughed harder.

"You're drawing on your face!" She yelled out in laughter.

Sam's face went red while he smiled embarrassed by himself "Oh… hahaha…" He took his sleeve and attempted to whip the markings off his face.

"It's not working" Mercedes said through her laughter.

Sam pressed harder but it still didn't work. With a sigh he got up from his seat and began to walk to the door.

"WAIT!" Mercedes had stopped her laughing "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face."

Sam opened the door and heard frantic footsteps from behind him, when he saw Mercedes standing next to him, clutching onto his sleeve. Sam looked from his sleeve to her, and quickly she released him.

"Sorry… It's just… It's just I'm scared…" She said with her head pointed at the ground and her hands folded behind her back.

"Scared of what?" He asked.

"… you'll laugh if I tell you…"

Sam turned to her "I promise I won't laugh."

Mercedes looked up and stared into his eyes trying to read if he was being sincere. She had been teased enough in her small town that she didn't want to start it here too. But she kept hearing two little voices inside of her; one told her not to trust him, but the other told her she had to. "Well… I'm scared of the castle… My Mommy told me about all the Wizards and Witches that died here during the great battle against 'He Who Must Not be Named', and… and I'm scared they'll come back from the dead and get me…"

Mercedes couldn't read him; he just looked at her with a blank expression before speaking. "That's not stupid. Ghosts can be scary. But I'm a Gryffindor. I'm not scared of anything; I'll protect you from any ghost that tries to get you." Mercedes smiled and walked close to Sam as they headed for the bathroom.

Sam was about to enter the boy's bathroom when Mercedes grabbed his sleeve again. "I can't go in there, that's the boy's bathroom."

"Well, I can't go into the girl's bathroom…"

"Why not?"

"Because I'm a boy. And boy's use the boy's bathroom. Come on, nobody even uses this bathroom, they say it's hau-" Sam cut himself off, when he remembered their little talk from before. "ummm It's hot… people say it's too hot inside."

"Oh. Ok."

Sam walked inside with Mercedes on his trail. He walked to the closest sink and began to splash water on his face while he and Mercedes talked, about their families.

"So you have two little siblings?" Mercedes asked while leaning up against the sink next to the one Sam was using.

"We'll almost. My Mama's pregnant. But one is a boy and the other is a girl. My parents want to name them Stevie and Stacey. What about you? Do you have any siblings besides Artie?" Sam rubbed at the long mark under his chin trying to get off the ink.

"Yeah, my Mommy is pregnant too, but with just one; a boy. Then I have a little brother Mikey who's 2, and then Artie is two months older than me, and Ray and Leo are 5th years, here."

"Cool, they both in Ravenclaw?"

"Yeah. Tho, Ray wanted to be in Gryffindor when he was younger, but my Mommy said that was impossible."

Sam had finally gotten the ink off of his face and reached for a paper towel to dry himself off. "Why would it be impossible?"

"I'm not really sure… My Mommy said that there was no way anybody in our family could be sorted into Gryffindor, but The sorting hat, said he wanted to put me in Gryffindor..."

"That's weird…" Sam said as he threw away the paper towel. "How do I look?" He said while pretending to strike a pose.

Mercedes giggled "You're funny Sammy."

Sam's smile grew on his face when he heard her nickname for him. Normally he hated when people called him anything other than Sam, or Samuel, but somehow he liked it when Mercedes gave him the nickname. "Well thanks Cedes."

Mercedes chuckled lightly when he shortened her name, normally people called her either Mercy, or Merce, by never Cedes. When she heard Sam laughing with her she looked up to see him clutching his stomach. He was laughing so hard his eyes were closed tight.

This caused Mercedes to laugh more, and when she heard a sound that sounded like a pig, her eyes opened wide at Sam who was covering his mouth.

Sam couldn't believe it, he had just snorted in front of his new friend. He looked at her to see her staring at him with wide eyes, before she broke out into a louder laugh, making him join in, until…

"Oh, how cute. Looks like you two are enjoying each other's company." A voice cut through the air. It was deep, low, and bitter, and made Mercedes's hair stand up on end. The two stood frozen in their place until Sam spoke.

"Who's there?" He tried to make sure his voice didn't crack.

"First years." The male voice sighed to himself.

Sam moved in front of Mercedes when a ghost floated from out of one of the bathroom stalls. He had long black curly hair, and wore cloths that looked like he came from the 9th century. But what scared the two first years the most was what covered the front of his white shirt.

"Is… Is that… Blood?" Sam asked, while still standing in front of Mercedes with his arms wrapped around her from behind him.

"Very observant little boy. Yes… yes it is… Can you guess whose little Ravenclaw?"

Mercedes peaked out from behind Sam to examine the ghost before her, and when she saw the green on his collar, she shook more than ever, as she remembered the story Alexandria had told her. "You're… You're the Bloody Baron… and that's… that's…"

"Helena's blood." The Ghost finished for her. Mercedes didn't know why but her heart sank down to her shoes when she looked at the blood of her Founder's daughter smeared all over his shirt.

"Who's Helena?" Sam asked Mercedes quietly.

"She's Ravenclaw's house Ghost. Our Founder's daughter." Mercedes answered without taking her eyes off of the Bloody Baron.

"Do you know nothing of Helena, girl? She is more than just the founder's daughter. She was my love. A love that never returned it. She was in love with someone else…" The Bloody Baron stared at Sam for some odd reason before looking back to Mercedes.

"So, you killed her?" Sam asked angrily.

"Not exactly. It was much more complicated than that." The Bloody Baron stared at Mercedes.

The Ravenclaw inside of Mercedes wanted to know why it was complicated, but there again came a voice inside of her telling her to leave it alone. But another that told her to press on.

"How was it complicated?" She asked going with the same voice that told her to trust Sam.

"Why don't you go and ask her yourself? I bet she would just love to see you." The Bloody Baron laughed, while coming closer to the two.

"Um, I think we better get back to detention before Ms. McGonagall sees we're not there." Sam said while pulling Mercedes by the hand and running out of the bathroom.

The two ran down the hall back to Transfiguration class room, when the Bloody Baron appeared next to Mercedes.

"Please dear tell Helena I say hello, and don't forget to go and see her, she would just love to meet a Jones." Then he was gone.

Mercedes was so confused but she kept running to try and keep up with Sam, who was running at full speed.

"Sammy, slow down!" She panted, before crashing into a stopped Sam.

"DANGIT!" He yelled as he looked at familiar green vertical bars, that stood in the middle of the hall way. Behind it the hall was lit with dull green fire, and a dark green door at the end.

"Where are we?" Mercedes had an unnerving feeling in her stomach when she looked at the raggedy door. She wasn't sure if it was the smell of a farm that make her sick or the creepiness of the hall.

"We're in the Dungeons. I don't understand how this keeps happening." Sam said while staring at the bars.

"We must have over shot the class. I don't understand how you could see the class rooms we were running so fast."

Sam half chuckled before grabbing onto Mercedes's hand and leading back the way they came.

"Here let me take the lead." Mercedes said as she dropped his hand and ran in front of him leading them back to the class room.

When they walked in Ms. McGonagall had not come back yet. So quickly Mercedes and Sam finished their assignment and placed it on her desk before sitting back down to wait for the Professor to return, in nervous silence.

"Sooo… What was the Bloody Baron talking about?" Sam asked after the long silence that had fallen over them.

Mercedes told him that story about Rowena Ravenclaw, and Helena. "But I don't remember my Prefect ever telling me about Helena not returning the Bloody Baron's love… I wonder why?" Mercedes was in deep thought before she felt eyes on her making her look up to meet them.

"Um.. Thanks for protecting me Sammy." She said with a soft blush on her cheeks.

Sam rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and looked down a little, making all his hair fall into his eyes "Yeah… It was no problem Cedes…" Sam looked back to her through his hair, and Mercedes looked back at him, neither saying a word, until the doors opened and both heads snapped up to see Ms. McGonagall came in with her head shaking at the ground.

"Slytherins." She sighed.

Mercedes looked back to where Sam had been seated, but he wasn't there, but back in the seat he had been when the Professor had left. 'He is fast.' Mercedes thought. When Sam looked back at her he gave her a little wink and smile, before looking back at Ms. McGonagall.

"Is everything alright Professor?" He asked sweetly.

"Oh yes. Just in house fighting. Apparently Miss Zizes punched Mr. Puckerman in the shoulder. She dislocated it with one punch. Then everything broke loose. Any ways, are you two finished with your assignments?"

Both Sam and Mercedes nodded.

"Well then you may go. No dilly dallying, head straight for your rooms."

END OF FLASHBACK!

Mercedes, Brittany, and Sugar had found a book on unicorns and sat down at the table on the far left.

"Earth to Sam…" Finn hollered while waving a hand in front of his face. "What are you lookin' at?" Finn turned around to see the group of girls behind him.

"Nothing! Just… Just forget about it." Sam said; willing himself to stop staring at her.

"Dude, please tell me you aren't looking at that those Hufflepuffs." Finn shook his head.

"I'm not!" Sam protested.

"Or that Ravenclaw?" Quinn added.

Sam glared at the way Quinn said 'Ravenclaw'. It was as if just saying the name made her mouth fill with bile. "Come on. Do you really think I would ever talk to a Ravenclaw? Please." Sam tried to be cool in front of his friends.

"Well, I think Ravenclaws are nice… Mercy helps me with my homework all the time." Rory chimed in.

"Yeah and all my friends went to Hufflepuff, and they're all really cool." Mike added.

"Are you guys kidding me?" Finn asked angrily. "Do you guys know what could happen to us if the older Gryffindors saw us hanging out with those losers?"

"They're not losers!" Rory blurted out angrily back at Finn.

"Then maybe you should go hang out with them, 'cause you obviously aren't cool enough to hang with us." Finn slurred back.

"FINE!" Rory yelled. He quickly packed up his belongings and marched over to the table of girls and sat down.

"Look at him… laughing with the enemy." Quinn said sadly. "So Sam… Mike… What's it gonna be Gryffindors, or Loser?"

Mike frowned at them, and quickly gathered his things "I rather hang out with those "Losers" then hang out with you meanies. I don't care what other people think about it!" And just like that he left the table to sit by Rory.

Sam didn't know what to do. All his life his parents had told him that Gryffindor was the best house to be in. It had the best founder, the best Quiddich team and the people. He remembered him mom telling him one time "Stay with Gryffindor friends, Slytherins are too mean, Hufflepuffs are too nice, and Ravenclaws… Ravenclaws will ruin your life."

"What about you Sam? The 'Great Samuel Evans', hanging out with losers." Finn said coldly.

"I was never friends with them." He said softly with his head hanging low with shame.

"Then prove it." Quinn said while Finn and her packed their things, with Sam following suit.

Quinn and Finn lead the way. While walking by the table Finn slammed the unicorn book closed, and crushed Brittany's fingers inside, and Quinn stepped on Sugar's pink book bag.

Finn and Quinn both laughed before they turned to see if Sam was following.

Sam tried to hurry past the table but heard Mercedes say "Hey Sammy." making his heart ache. He looked up to see Finn and Quinn looking at him, waiting.

Slowly he turned to her and said coldly "Are you talking to me? Cause my name is Sam, Ravenclaw, and I don't talk to losers." Sam could see her smile fade quickly from her face, to be filled with a watery frown.

It broke his heart to see his friend like that, but he knew he's place was with Quinn and Finn at the top, so he quickly turned to receive his high-fives, and walk out of the Library, trying not to think of the girl he just made cry, and the friend he just lost.

SSSOOOO? What did you think?

P.S. Were you wondering what Mini-Tears were? Do you understand me now? Do you feel the Mini-Tears starting to form? PLEASE REVIEW!