What the Mirror Saw: Samantha's Story by Bandgeek252

Chapter 2- First Day

The next morning Samantha woke up to the sound of a soft baritone singing voice. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes and looked at the clock. 7:30am! I'm going to be so late! Eeep! Hurrying to her wardrobe, she pulled out her uniform careful to remember her Head badge. It wouldn't do for the Head Girl to forget her badge on the first day.

Yesterday forgotten as she hurried into the bathroom only to find the back of a towel clad James Potter drying his hair with another towel. Samantha stood there frozen for a moment. For an instant all her logic and intelligence left her and she was reduced to a puddle of teenage female hormones. The dark haired witch tried to turn her head, but couldn't look away. Her eyes were glued to the man. It wasn't that she hadn't seen a half naked man before. Once when she ten, before her parents left the school, Samantha walked in on her parents mid-coitus, but thankfully she only caught her father's backside. Well that and a lot of passionate moans. That was nightmare worthy, but this was not her father shagging her mother. This was a young, athletic male who's strong Quidditch trained arms and firm round buttocks had her reduced to a salivating red cheeked girl.

"You know if you're going to stare like that, mouth hung open, you might as well close the door. You're letting all the warm air out." a cheeky voice snapped her out of her girlish daydream. Her dark brown eyes narrowed trying to hide her apparent blush.

"Well if you didn't take as long in the shower, maybe I wouldn't have to burst in. Merlin, James, you're worse than a girl! And I would know." She snapped ushering him to get out of their shared bathroom.

James gathered his clothes and as he passed her he took a quick look down her tight little tank top that her dressing gown didn't cover and grinned, "I can see that Snape."

"Get the bloody hell out of here Potter! Before I throw your arse out and believe me I will." Samantha groaned fully annoyed and embarrassed. With a flash of her wrist the door slammed in his face. "What a wonderful year this is going to be!" she whined softly to herself. "Just get through the next nine months and then I'll never have to see that rank arrogant amateur* again."

James stood there listening to Samantha talk to herself as his grin faded. Holding his clothes tight, he sighed and got ready. Well I have the next nine months cut out for me. Damn she is sexy! That top! I thought I was really going to embarrass myself. Thankfully she's easy to goad. I thought Slytherins were supposed to cunning. She's pretty awful at playing this game. Lucky for me, I'm better! And with that he headed towards his rooms and got himself dressed.

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Alex quickly grabbed his books, he knew he was going to need them. Breakfast was one of his favorite meals of the day, because got to sit and enjoy a good book before starting the day. It was better that dreaded coffee is father drank every morning. Alexander enjoyed taking small careful bites of his breakfast while engrossed in a good novel or textbook. Much like Hermione, he enjoyed a good novel now and again.

Alex had a few friends at school, but wasn't as widely involved at school as his sister was. He preferred the quiet and intelligent over popularity which is how Rose Weasley caught his attention. She was so serene and gentle. With quiet cleverness she had grades that matched Alex's and was still good humored enough in nature to be friends with most every single Ravenclaw. Even the older and slightly jealous students adored her. Alex's breath hitched slightly when he saw her coming down the Girls Stairs. Her fine strawberry blond hair fell softly around her oval face and her soft azure eyes were wide and lively. It wasn't the way she looked that caught Alex's attention two years ago. It was her kind disposition, her warmth that drew others near her, her brilliance, but most of all it was her ability to see the good in everyone that took his breath away.

The only trouble with that was she never looked at Alex as more than a friend, but that didn't cause him to give up. A Snape is tenacious by nature and so Alex just found it that more challenging for him to try to win her heart and attention.

"Good morning, Rose." Alex ran up to greet her. She smiled warmly at her friend.

"Morning, Alexander." she said lightly. "Ready for classes?"

"Well since I have Muggle Studies this afternoon and no DADA then yes, I am very much looking forward to classes." Alex grinned at her. For reasons no one could understand Alexander Snape loved Muggle Studies.

"Oh Alexander," she sighed. "I don't understand how you can hate DADA so much when you're father taught it for many years."

"What can I say? I may look almost identical to the man, but we have very different taste in our intellectual pursuits." Alex grinned at her. Rose gathered her bookbag and off to breakfast they went.

"Honestly what do you plan to do with all that Muggle Studies coursework you have done?" Rose asked as the two Ravenclaws approached the Great Hall. There waiting for them was none other than Albus Potter. Albus was pacing before the Great Hall running his fingers through his dark hair.

"Hey there, Al waiting for someone?" Alex asked his friend. Rose smiled at the boys and went off into the Great Hall. "I'll see you in Potions later, Rose."

"See you then," she waved goodbye to her cousin and friend and off to Ravenclaw table.

"So what's up Al?" Alex asked looking dead into Albus' emerald eyes. The Slytherin shifted his feet slightly nervous.

"I don't know what you're talking about Alex! I was waiting for you. First day of classes, figured you would be nervous."

"Why would I be nervous? I have some of the best Potions grades in our year well next to Rosie that is," he said with a dreamy grin.

"You have got it bad, mate. Just ask her out to Hogsmeade or something!" Albus teased Snape.

"I can't just ask her out! Half the blokes in our year do that! I want her to see me first. I want her to feel the same way I do, but I know it in her eyes, she just sees me as a friend."

"How can you tell?" The green eyed Slytherin asked.

"She looks at me like she looks at you." he said softly.

Albus patted him on the back trying to comfort him when he heard a sneer. "Why don't you move, Potter! You're blocking the entrance to the Hall. Some of us would like to eat."

Albus and Alex turned to see Scorpius Malfoy blond and rich wearing the classic Malfoy sneer. Alex was fairly neutral with Scorpius except when he tried to bully his friend.

"Back off Malfoy. You'll get to eat like everyone else, because you're just like everyone else." Alex sighed.

"Why don't you just go sit down and shut up Malfoy," Albus zeroed in on Malfoy. Albus had taken grief from Malfoy for years. Slytherins used to stick together and mock the other houses, but Malfoy had made it his personal mission to annoy Potter as much as possible.

The blond scoffed, "Like you could make me, Potter." as he pushed past Albus brushing their hands together. Albus jumped back as if struck by lighting.

"Damn it!" Albus swore. Alex didn't even bother to scold him about language. Who cared unless teachers were around. "None of the other Slytherins give me half as much grief as he does. What is his deal?"

"I don't know." Alex sighed.

"Alex, Albus, what are you doing out here?" a bright voice rang out.

"Morning, Sam." Alex sighed.

"As Head Girl, I'm to get students to the Great Hall for breakfast."

"Geez, we know sis. Can't you go find some horrible rulebreaker to go scold?" Alex rolled his eyes at his sister. First day and she's already acting so pompous. Thank Merlin, I'll never have to be in command like that. Ugh! I hate scolding others. They should learn for themselves.

"Thankfully no one has been that bent on breaking the rules this year, but it's still early. Speaking of rulebreakers, Albus please remind your brother to act his age." Samantha stated primly.

"He's your roommate, you tell him!"

"Yes, but you are so much mature than your brother. I thought you could have some effect on him. Remind him that he is Head Boy and all."

"Well I'll tell him, but I think I'll have about as much luck telling him as you would of getting Alex to enjoy Defense Against the Dark Arts." Albus sighed. He hated relaying messages between those two.

"Well I thank you for whatever you do manage to get to sink in." Samantha said and with a sniff left to join her friend Marissa at Slytherin table.

"Why don't those two just go out?" Albus groaned. "Between her and Malfoy, it's shaping up to be a ruddy fantastic day!" he said sarcastically.

"You'll get through it. See you in Potions!" Alex said heading into the hall for breakfast.

"Where have you been sleepy head?" Marissa asked Samantha as she sat down groaning.

"Trying not to kill someone." she said loading her plate ignoring her friend's pointed look.

"Who annoyed you already? Classes haven't even started." Marissa raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'd rather not mention names."

"Oh ho ho ho. I know who that is..." she grinned mischeiviously at the dark haired Head Girl.

"no you don't!"

"James Potter." Marissa said with a grin and she could tell by the perfect Snape scowl that she was right. "come on! What did he do this time?"

"He is a rank arrogant amateur! What was the Headmistress even thinking putting him in position of Head Boy? There were so many other suitable choices." Sam whined into her eggs.

"Nine more months and then you won't have to deal with him. Do you think you'll live, sweetie?"

"Sarcasm does not become you, Marissa." she growled.

"Oh," Marissa said brightly, "I think it becomes me quite well."

"Let's just say, I hope nine months goes by quickly."

"So have you caught him naked yet?" Marissa asked nonchalantly.

"MARISSA!" Samantha shrieked her face turning beat red.

Meanwhile across the Great Hall the Head Boy was watching his counterpart turn red and wondered what she was blushing about. She looks so amazing when she blushes like that. Samantha has such spirit and fire, but she needs to lighten up. Merlin, she wound up so tight. I just wish she'd lighten up a bit. Well that and give me a ruddy chance! James frowned into his toast.

"Why so glum mate? You're ready for Quidditch right?" one of his best friends, Clyde Wood, fellow seventh year and Beater for Gryffindor's Quidditch team.

"I'm ready. Or rather I'll be ready. Just need to survive Defense Against the Dark Arts this morning. I heard we're supposed to be working on duels." James groaned running his fingers through his messy raven hair.

"Why so glum about that? Duels are fun. You love dueling, you're one of the best because you were taught by your dad." Clyde tried to cheer his friend up. Ever since James' childhood friend, Teddy Lupin, graduated James had fallen into random depressing funks. James would be fine for days even weeks until something would effect him so great that he would just frown and sulk for a day or two until he was back. Clyde just hoped and prayed it never happened on the day of a Quidditch match. So after Lupin graduated Clyde took James under his wing and started helping him through the rough patches. Teddy, Clyde, and James were all Gryffindors and on the Quidditch team at one time. The three were strong friends.

"Professors usually like the Head Boy and Girl to partner up; I'm just worried that they will make us duel each other." James confessed.

"Ah, and you don't want to duel the delectable Head Girl." Clyde waggled his eyebrows.

"Oi! Watch your mouth!" James snapped at his friend only to have Clyde laugh heartily.

"I knew it! You are sweet on her, aren't you?" Clyde teased his friend.

"I don't!" James denied it.

"You do!" To this James scowled at his friend ignoring Clyde. "Alright, answer me this Mr. Potter," Clyde winked at his friend. "what was yesterday all about. "SS + JP"? What were you trying to do if not impress the tempting Slytherin to ask her out?"

James mumbled something as Clyde perked his ears up, "What was that, James? I couldn't hear you."

"I said, I'm not trying to impress her. I just thought... we could show everyone what a dynamic Heads we could be." James explained lamely.

"Oh ho ho ho! Is that the reason?" Clyde teased. James ears went red with embarrassment.

"Shut it! Will you? We need to get to class."

"So you don't want to duel your attractive counterpart?" Clyde stopped teasing.

"I'm just not sure..." he paused unsure how to say it.

"You're what? Nervous about kicking her little arse?"

"Well, I'm actually worried she's going to wipe the floor with me. I kind of said something to her this morning and got her all frustrated."

"Hot and bothered, eh?"

"Alright that's it! That's the last time I talk to you about her, if you keep talking about her like that!" James snapped thoroughly annoyed.

"Alright, cool your broomstick."

"It's just that this is Samantha Snape. We all know that my dad and her dad are two of the best duelers in Wizarding Britain and I said something to her that might of pissed her off pretty terribly. She is just so easy to goad and so adorable when she livid."

"And you're worried that with her added annoyance at you, she'll be extra vicious and take you down a peg or two." Clyde paused for a moment. "So are you worried about looking bad to your friends or her?"

Taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"You're either nervous because you don't want to look bad in front of her or your friends. So which is it?" Clyde looked at him with his piercing blue eyes.

James looked at his friend and then at the dark haired beauty sitting at Slytherin table smiling and laughing with her friends.

He scoffed, "My friends of course. Why would I be nervous about looking bad in front of her. Miss Perfect wouldn't notice anyway. Now come on otherwise we'll be late."

Clyde watched as James walked off, he shook his head, "James you are such an idiot sometimes."

TBC

AN: Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favorited, or alerted this story. I appreciate the love. I'm not in love with this chapter, but some of the parts were necessary for later in the story. Hope you enjoyed the first part, b/c I sure did ^_^

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*Where does this insult come from?