Chappy six! R&R, no flames, enjoy!

I own nothing, so if you see something that your may have seen somewhere else, please know that I don't own it! I own only this plot!

Also severusgrissom, we Americans think you do! But there is nothing wrong with that, I LOVE British people I think their accents are cool! Lol!

Also, just to let you know, I am probably going to change a lot of facts so this is AU. Maybe. Not sure yet. So please don't yell. I'm happy that there are no hate comments! YAY! Love you guys!

Me and Bella walked into the Great Hall, and Ginny, Neville, and Luna were all sitting together, and waved at us. I smiled and walked over and nudged Bella saying,

"Come on, they're not too bad!" She rolled her eyes and followed me.

I sat next to Ginny and Bella was on the other side of me. We put pancakes and fruit on our plates and I introduced Bella to everyone.

They all accepted her because "She wasn't as bitchy as other Slytherins" as Ginny said.

"And I really hate how people hate Slytherins! I mean, I know some are with You-Know-Who, but not all! Me and Trix don't!"

"Well, as long as you don't then I don't see why we all can't be friends," Neville said with a smile. Obviously he hadn't had many friends before. Poor kid, he seemed pretty nice.

"Yes, yes we all love each other," I murmured and played with my food. I'm not really the mushy time around…people. Most of the time anyway.

"What's wrong?" Ginny asked.

I sighed, and stopped playing with my food. My mark was burning. Badly. Of course I wasn't going to tell them, because I didn't want to go to prison, nor did I want to get shunned.

Also I'm not really a complainer.

"Nothing, just a mild headache. I'm going back to the common room if anyone needs me," I said and stood up.

"Wait!" Ginny called with a spoonful of porridge. Gross.

She walked me toward the door, looked around her, and at the professor's table. No one was looking so she handed me a piece of paper.

"What's this?" I asked looking at the paper. It looked like a brochure, but nothing was written.

"It's a map of the school. It says everyone's name and where they are. It might help you later on. I share mine with Neville, Luna has her own, and you can share yours with Bella. That way each House has one. But don't tell anyone else, especially the professors. You lose so many points your grandchildren will still be trying to earn them back."

"Ginny, there's nothing on the paper," I said and gave her a weird look.

She smiled, took out her wand and pointed at the paper saying, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good," Just then ink appeared on the parchment and there was a map inside. Sweet.

"Cool," I said and smiled widely.

"Now, to make it disappear, just do this," She put her wand on the paper and said, "Mischief managed,"

The ink disappeared and it looked like a regular piece of paper.

"Cool," I said again but I looked up with a confused expression and said, "But why are you giving this to me?"

She smirked and said, "You may need it later. It helps when you're sneaking around. You know who's following you, and how close they are,"

She began to walk away but I said, "But I don't know how to use magic!" I whispered lowly so only she could hear.

She smirked and said, "Well, then this must be useless to you," and walked away.

BRITISH!

I huffed and shoved the paper in my pockets and headed off to my Common Room. I murmured the password and sat down on a couch. After a few minutes I went up to my room, grabbed my laptop, and headed back down.

No one was there. Thank God.

I set my laptop on a table and looked for an outlet to plug the charger in. Damn! They must not have one, must consider it a muggle thing. I guess I would have to conserve my battery.

I opened my computer, placed it on my lap, and clicked the internet. It said that there was no connection. DAMNIT! No Wi-Fi! Well this was a waste of time. I groaned and set my laptop back on the table.

Sighing I took my phone out. Remember how I said that I had no friends back in the US? Well I didn't. Well, not really anyway.

You know how you always have this one friend who is sometimes right by your side for a minute and cracking jokes and what not, but then the next she ditches you and talks behind your back to other people and you seriously think she is like, bipolar or something? Yep. That's Emily for ya. My parents told her that I was going to another country to visit some relatives and going to the local school there, and so far she recently sent me like, 10 texts.

Ugh. She's pretty cool when she doesn't hate me, but sometimes she can be annoying. I kept my phone on and shoved it back in my short pockets that where under my shorts.

I fell asleep and waited for Bella to come and get me for Defense Against the Dark Arts at 10.

**** **** **** (so fun)

Bella and I were racing to the Dungeons and I'm clutching my panama fedora hat (the straw ones) to my head. We thought Potions started at 2:30, but it actually started at two. Now it's 2:05. SHIT! Yep, we're screwed. We're screwed.

I went straight to open the door but Bella stopped me.

"What's your problem?" I hissed.

"Think about it," She hissed, "We're 5 minutes later for class. For Potions class! Snape still teaches that. He's like, one of the meanest teachers here. Now. Let's do the smart thing and just barge right in," She rolled her eyes.

"Oh, right, right," I whisper and ever so slowly open the door. Maybe he won't notice if we just sneak in and sit down…

When the door was open enough that both of us could fit in, we walked through, only to bump into something.

We both look up to see a frowning Professor Snape with his arms crossed. I look at Bella, who looks at me with a worried expression. Yep. We're screwed.

"Nice of you to join us Ms Rayner and Ms James. 5 points from Slytherin. Each," he said in a smooth silky voice.

I grumbled and took a seat in the back with all the other first year Slytherins and Bella sat next to me. All of a sudden, my tattoo began to burn. Great.

Snape walked up to the front of the room and said, "I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death."

Hmm ... Bewitching the mind and ensnaring the senses sound possible. Even a stopper in death, but I have no idea how to bottle fame or brew glory. Maybe it's like a metaphor or something.

I grimaced in pain. Damn tattoo! I wanted to grab it, so it might ease the pain, but if I did then it would be obvious that I have it.

"Ms. Rayner is there a problem?" Snape said silkily but clearly annoyed.

"No, I'm fine," I said but my lips were still pursed. He didn't look like he bought my lie, but he turned away and continued talking.

I could barely listen to what he was saying, take vicious note, and try to ignore the stabbing, burning sensation that was in my arm.

"Ms Rayner what is wrong?" Snape asked and was suddenly standing right next to me. Instincts told me to jump slightly, but I had focused all of my energy to writing, listening and ignoring. Now he wants me to talk to? British

"Nothing is wrong, sir." I added not looking up at him. I was still writing notes that were on the chalk board.

He grabbed my arm to get my attention. The one with the tattoo. And you know how I said that I wanted to grab it so it might ease the pain? Well, actually, it didn't.

I gasped as soon as his grip got tighter around my tattooed arm, and he let go with a confused expression on his face, but soon it returned to his neutral look.

"My office, after class," He said and walked away and continued the lesson. Great. I looked over at Bella. She looked worried. And I wasn't quite sure if she was worried that I seemed to be in pain, or that I had to go with professor Snape somewhere. Or both.

***** ***** (Still fun)

After class the pain in my left arm had ceased a little bit and I packed my things slowly. I wonder what kind of detention they did here. Hmm … At my old school we just ordered books in the library.

Bella came over to me and whispered in a voice so low that if I were moving I wouldn't be able to hear, "Just don't look into his eyes," And left.

I laughed, grabbed my bag, and pressed my panama fedora hat firmly on my head as I walked into a door toward the front of the room labeled "OFFICE".

Snape was sitting on a chair and gestured for me to sit down in front of him. After a moment of awkward silence he said in his usual silky voice, "Now that no one is here, will you tell me what is bothering you?" Hmm … He almost sounded…worried? Ha! No way.

"No," I said curtly. He, nor anyone else, would ever find out.

"Let me see your arm," He demanded. If I wasn't so stubborn, I would have let him see. But since I was…

"No," I said curtly again. Ha. He seemed pissed. I loved pissing people off. It's a lot of fun.

"Give it to me," He said darkly and reached for my arm. I immediately pulled it away saying,

"Don't make me pull the 'I'm American and I have rights' speech," I warned.

"Maybe you would like your aunt and uncle to come and get you, would they like to see what is bothering you?" He asked. I think that was a threat, but I was confused.

"Wait, why would you call them? Why not my parents?" I asked and slightly cocked my head to the side in confused.

"Because they're dead," He said evenly and slowly as if I were the stupid one where. Hmm … Maybe I was.

"THEY'RE DEAD?" I yelled, "WHEN DID THEY DIE?" What the bloody effing HELL?

He raised an eyebrow and said, "For at least 10 years now,"

I laughed, ahh, British. Alright, look. I'm not too sure where you get your information from, but I assure you my parents are alive,"

"Maybe you have been deceived," He started and I looked at him. Well, that might explain the tattoo. Might. If my parents suddenly hated me and decided to put this tattoo on me so it could make me evil. Or whatever.

"I'm pretty sure I wasn't" I said slowly, making it look like he was the stupid one.

I started to back away from the door saying, "Well if this was all you wanted to talk about then ok, I'm just going to…go" I backed away and I had a hand on the door knob.

"You will tell me what is wrong with your arm or you will not leave," He stated and his expression was dangerous.

"Fine!" I said and walked back over to the chair. If he wanted to play this game then FINE! I could play it.

He sat down and stared me down and I sneered right back at him. We were probably there for at least half an hour before Snape got up. I thought he had just given up but instead he just got a book, sat back down and began reading. Ooook?

So, could I do my homework? I shrugged inwardly and got out my Potions homework. 2 foot long essay on the potion on Amortentia. I pulled out a standard sheet of loose leaf. And measured it. About 9 inches for the writing space. Ok, so two feet equals 24 inches, so 9 times 3 is 27… So I could use front and back of one loose leaf paper and another side of the other. Ugh. Seriously? How much could I say about a love potion?

"A lot actually," Snape whispered and looked up at me.

I looked at him oddly and said, "Did I say that out loud?"

He shook his head. He was reading my mind. Oh, GOD Trix don't say anything stupid. Of, course as soon as I say that, a whole bunch of stupid memories I have show up in my mind, but all I say it him is, "Oh," And look in my bag for a pen.

"Aren't you going to ask me what you could write?" He asked.

"No," I said softly and grabbed my Defense Against the Dark Arts homework instead, "Because you won't tell me."

"How do you know?" He asked and set his book down. I laughed and said, "Because you're a teacher. You want your students to prosper. Giving us answers won't help us with that," I looked at my homework.

Essay on werewolves. Ok so I know nothing. I groaned and shoved my homework away. I needed to see a library fast. Thank God I don't have any Charms homework.

"You can go now," He said softly and looked up at me. Half of me yelled, "Run get out of here!"But the more stupid side of me asked,

"Why?" Oh, crap did he read my mind? Did he see my tattoo? Oh, nice going. You just thought it. MORON.

"Do you want to know why, or do you just want to go to the library?" I glared at him, grabbed my bag, and turned on my heel and walked out of his office. Oh shit.

From the dungeons I walked up four floors to the library. I walked in and whistled. It was HUGE! At least five times bigger than the Great Hall. And that was huge.

I went over to the librarian and asked, "Do you know where I can find books about potions?"

She smiled and pointed to a section about 200 yards away. It was kind of darker than the rest of the aisles, but I headed over there anyway.

I looked through the rows of books. I saw a whole bunch of books that where words that I couldn't pronounce and I looked up to see the book I wanted. It was called Amortentia. Very original.

I grabbed the book and sat down and started on my homework.

****** *3 months later* ******

Christmas was fast approaching and I was spazzing while trying to eat my breakfast. I was contemplating whether or not to go home or stay here. Toughie really. If I go home I don't want to have some ministry people come and arrest me. I mean, maybe if my dad and mom got arrested I'm not sure if I would be happy or not, because I honestly don't know if they are…evil.

I'm not! I hope. This is a lot to put on a 16 year old's shoulders. Honestly.

"What's wrong?" Ginny said with a mouthful of toast. Gross.

"I'm not sure if I want to stay here or go home," I said and fidgeted with my food.

"Well, if you're having so much thought on it, you should probably stay here. Just saying," Neville chimed in. Hmm… Good point.

"Alright, I'll stay," I said happily, "So, who else is staying?"

"Not me," Ginny and Neville said at the same time.

"Me neither," Luna said in her usual dreamy voice.

"Sorry, Trix, I'm going to a barbeque in California. A state in the US," Bella explain to the British.

"Ugh, I'll be here alone!" I said and put my face in my hands.

"Don't worry, you have the professors and other students," Ginny said trying to brighten my mood.

"I'll reword that: I'll be here alone!"

They laughed and I couldn't help but smile. All of a sudden my left arm started burning. Lovely.

"Excuse me, I gotta use the throne," I said and stood up but first drank some water. Don't want to dehydrate now, "Hey Ginny, can you tell McGonagall that I'll be staying here,"

"Sure," She said but got up first, "But I need to give you something,"

She walked me to the bathroom. Great. I wasn't going to scream in front of her. Not that I was going to scream in the first place. I was really just going to wait there until the pain decreased a bit.

"Here," She handed me some piece of fabric. Lovely.

"Gee, thanks," I said and looked at her weirdly.

"Harry gave it to me. Since I'll be safe at home, you should probably use it," She said and started to walk away, but I stopped her saying,

"And this is…?"

"Oh, sorry," She said and blushed slightly for forgetting I didn't know.

"This is an Invisibility Cloak,"

I gaped. You see, I have been at the library during all my free time, studying all I can about God knows what. I even put a dictionary of useful charms and potions in alphabetical order! Yeah, I'm pretty awesome. Anyway stuff like this still amazes me.

"I'm sorry did you say an invisibility cloak?" I hissed.

She just smirked and said, "Well, go try it on in the bathroom,"

I ran to the bathroom a few corridors (You see I'm in Britain 3 months and I'm saying corridors) and rushed into the bathroom and pulled it around my waist.

IT WAS COMPLETELY GONE! I could see right through! Oh SNAP! Then, the jabbing pain in my arm distracted me and I splashed water in my face and sat down in a corner.

During these past 3 months, I have learnt to deal with the pain by just excusing myself whenever it was too hard to handle. But every day, the pain slowly increases its length. I mean, if the stabbing, climax of the burning sensation is about 5 minutes, then the next day would be like, 5 minutes and 30 seconds. It wasn't as noticeable at first, but after a month I started to time how long the pain was. Anyway, the pain was getting worse and worse.

After the burning pain stopped, I gathered my cloak and headed back to my common room. It was Saturday and we had no classes. Plus, Ginny told McGonagall that I would stay so now I had nothing to do.

All I could think about was why would Ginny give this to me. I still found no need for the map, but something told me during this Christmas break I would…

Oh good GOD that one was long. I was going to stop it after I said 3 months, but I wanted to leave it at a little more of a cliff hanger. Just a bit.

I hope you read all of it and didn't just skip most of it…. Not going to mention anyone's name… haha jk Lol I love all of you guys!

As always R&R and no flames please, I'm still a softy!

Also I mean NOOFFENSE to those of my reviewers who are British! I just want my character to be bitchy and mean at sometimes. Hey, she might fall in love with a Brit….WHO KNOWS?

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