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[Carly]

Samantha Darko stalked the Forbidden Forest. Silently the light breeze blew her hair back. She was on her way back a Death Eater meeting. The Dark Lord had been harder on her than usual, telling her she needed to prove herself to him. Of course she was his favorite so why would he have said such a thing? She didn't need to prove herself. It left her feeling down and without really noticing she soon saw that she was by the Black Lake. Finally she plonked herself down and let out a deep sigh. She pulled her black robe around her and gazed at her reflection, her dark blue eyes seemed emerald green from crying and her blonde hair blew behind her. Sometimes, sometimes she wondered if she was even fighting for the right side?

She shook her head viciously. Stupid thoughts, weak thoughts. Crying was for the weak. She remained herself. You never even cried when your mother died for heavens sake! Suck it up. Your a Death Eater. She laughed out loud and suddenly realized that if anyone was walking past they would have thought her mad. Of course it was too late for other students to be out of bed. Feeling better she simply sat there in the cold. How was she supposed to cause so much trouble in the school that Dumbledor would have to leave and then kill the boy? She bit her lip lightly and a plan began to hatch in her mind. So much so she became consumed with forming one she barely noticed her surroundings anymore. Sam hadn't even felt her eyes close before we was already asleep under the cool night air.

Sam awoke to the bright glare of the morning sun and scolded at herself for falling asleep on the front yard in her Death Eater robes. She snickered not like anyone would have dared to say anything to her anyway. The other students were smarter than that. Even Harry Snotter didn't dare challenge Sam because she was just far too dangerous. Now Sam was known for never needing any help with her work but right now, although she hated to admit it, she needed help. To make things worse she needed help from the one person she hated most in the world. Draco Malfoy. She snarled at herself for saying the name. "What are you looking at." She barked at a passing group of first year Ravenclaws that were looking at her laying on the ground.

(Sorry, it's not great!)

[loekie]

I lean back in my chair,... bored as hell. This was going to be a looong day, and most likely my father would be ‘visiting’ tonight to make sure I knew just how fucking disappointed he was. Bloody bastard. I yawn, stretch myself and closed my eyes. What was I going to do? I had been initiated into the circle of death-eaters last summer. I smirked inwardly... What a fucking joke. Me a death-eater? It wasn’t as if I didn’t know it was going to happen anyway. I just shook my head and brushed my hair from my face. Damn this was boring... but there was no way I was going to write that bloody essay. I sighed deeply...

How long could I keep doing this? My head was still pounding from the last time Lucius came to ‘see’ me, How was I ever going to beat the filthy mud-blood? I really had no clue and honestly I didn’t even care anymore even if I still pretended to care when my father was around. Merlin... everything I did was either an act or a lie... how bloody pathetic eh? Ah well... who gave a damn anyway? Everybody here thought me to be this spoilt brat that always got his way and would throw a temper-tantrum if he didn’t get his way. I smirked inwardly, oh yes, like Lucius Malfoy was ever to let that happen. I can’t even remember the first time he beat me for something I didn’t even know I did wrong.

It didn’t matter to me though what others thought as it made like a whole lot easier to keep people at a distance and keep difficult questions at bay. I had never really gave a damn anyway, and Snape had walked away with nothing when he had tried reading my mind. I had become an expert in occlumency and no-one was ever to find out what went on behind the closed door of Malfoy Manor.

I put my feet on the table able to retain the aristocratic air I had grown up with.


[[sorry this is so crap...
perhaps we could double... and play someone in the detention hall??]]

[Carly]

[[Nope it's okay. I'll put Sam in detention]]

Sam groaned as Snape spotted her on the grass. Was mad? You bet he was. The supposedly perfect Death Eater asleep in full view of everyone in her actually Death Eater robes. Yes it was true, this time Sam really was in trouble. "Shit." She muttered quietly as he dragged her inside. They went to his office where he thrun a normal set of plain Slytherin robes at her. Going to the girls toilets and changing she came outside were Snape 'Escorted' her to detention in the library he thrun her down on a chair and laughed at him as he scolded, she could tell her was doing everything in his power not to just slap her.

Sam snickered "Bye, bye now!" She waved laughing as he tossed a book at her full force which she caught. Shaking her head she turned to face the table and snorted. Well Snape really did just make things too easy. "Hey Draco." She winked at her mockingly. "Listen hate to say it pal but I think I need your help." She nodded examining her nails she tried to keep a brave face pretending that asking him for his help wasn't killing her or her reputation.

[loekie]

I glance up as Snape entered the room once more with my most annoying house-mate. I raised my eyebrows as he could almost see the steam coming from his ears. I wondered what the girl had done to get on the potion-masters nerves this badly. Usually that was a prerogative reserved for the golden trio – and this year – myself. I can’t help by snicker “You really going to take that Sev?” he grinned as his godfather now sent me a death-glare of epic proportions but then turned and left the room. My house-mate now turned to me and I can read the discomfort on her face like an open book no matter how hard she tried to hide it as she told me she needed my help.

I raised an eyebrow “Do you now?” I drawl not in the least bit bothered “And pray tell why would I help you?” I ask tilting my head in question. I really, really hated this girl and I knew for a fact that the feeling was mutual. I would have laughed in her face at her request, but what can I say, my curiosity was spiked. Why would she ever ask me for my help? Maybe this day could become interesting after all. I run a hand through my blonde hair, brushing it from my face. I let my mercury eyes meet hers in wonder.

“What could you possibly need my help for?” I ask and fold my arms behind my head and put my feet back on the desk and waited patiently for the girl to explain herself. Oh yes, I would drain this for all it was worth and would have my fun with it.

[Carly]

Sam snickered "I need help with stuff for him." Sam glared at him running her hand through her own wild blonde hair. "I assume you know who I mean when I speak of him." She looked up form her nails biting on her lip lightly. Draco Malfoy. She repeated softly in her head. How did she stoop this low? Probably because she knew he acted and hated their way of life just as much as she did. "You'll help me because I can control what happens to your father and more so you." She laughed and played with a strand of her hair.

She watched him carefully "I can destroy, remove or injure whomever you wish or I can get you money, fame build up a new reputation." She smirked "Draco you're talking to me don't forget. Besides HIM and Dumbledor I'm probably the third most powerful person in our lovely magical world." She winked at him again amusing herself as well as him. "All at the age of 16 and I'm a women." Sam flicked her hair behind her and smirked. She had to admit even though she hated him he did have a sort of good looking quality. She snickered at her own comment, as if Sam would ever let him know she thought that.

[loekie]

I snort. Oh did I know what she was talking about and rolled my mercury eyes “Yes, of course I do” I reply before raising an eyebrow. I really, really was not afraid of her. She might think she was all though and powerful, but I had a few things up my sleeve as well. Things I might not yet know all about, but had come in handy while trying to survive living with Lucius Malfoy and Naricissa Black. I tilted my head “Can you now? And what exactly did you have in mind for me and my father then?” I asked before chuckling “And really what would I need more money for?” we were one of, if not the richest wizarding family around and quiet honestly I didn’t even give a damn anyway.

She really thought highly of herself didn’t she? Ah well... maybe she was right... and she was one of the most powerful persons in our world, but really, I didn’t care. I glance up when she mentioned she was a woman and smirk... Merlin she seemed desperate. I really had no problem getting female's attention but hey, I give her a once over, determinedly lingering on her body. She didn’t have to tell me what she was thinking though... as Snape wasn’t the only one that had the ability to read minds. I smirk before raising another eyebrow intrigued.

“What is it you need my help with” I ask still leaned back in my seat and waiting for her to explain herself further.

[Carly]

Sam snickered raising an eye brow. "Smart boy." She shrugged "I have nothing planned for you or your father but I can easily make arrangements for you to climb up or down the social ladder." Sam smiled "Depending on whatever you wish." She shrugged standing up and slipping her coat on tying the boat neatly around her waist. "I can make anything happen, so I'll give you time to think about what you want." She paused and looked at her watch. "I won't talk about it anymore in public but if you like we could go and take a walk up the room of requirements."

Another head haired girl in the Gryffindor group went to protest beginning to say she was wrong and Sam's eyes flashed ultra violet dangerously. "Sit." She snarled and the girl obeyed. Sam waved her wand and her hair tied back into a neat pony ringed with a silver and green ribbon. She ignored the Liberian as she called after them and headed up the stone steps not bothering to see if Draco was following. Well of course he'd be following, the chance to brag at the idea of her needing his help was obviously going to make him follow. She gritted her teeth lately. life's a bitch she thought finally and continued up the next flight of stairs still contemplating on if being a Death Eater was what she wanted anymore.

Sam sighed lightly, she knew she didn't want it anymore but how does one leave the Death Eaters and still have money? She snickered to herself. No one could, she was doomed to be a Death Eater forever she guessed. She smiled as another thought entered her mind, maybe she'd just take death, be free. She her head snapping out of it and turning the corner on the 7th floor.

[loekie]

I frowned ... as if I needed her to make anything happen. She wasn’t the only one who could do ‘things’ I just thought it better to keep that for myself for now as the element of surprise would be best, or so I thought, besides, I hadn’t figured it out yet, as it obviously hadn’t worked on my father… or had I just not been trying hard enough? Either way, it didn’t matter. I raised an eyebrow but shrug, swing my feet of the desk they had been resting on and rise to my feet. Oh yes, I was going to follow her, not just because her request intrigued him and had spiked his curiosity, but also because it would be so much fun to have her needing my help to rub in her face.

I follow her from the room and up the stairs towards the room of requirements. He smirked to himself. So they were in the same boat, both trapped in a situation they wanted out of and both looking for a way out. He had often contemplated just getting out. It would be so easy. So easy to just let go and rest, let go and not have anything to worry about anymore. He heaved an inward sigh and turned of these self-destructive thoughts and simply followed her up the stairs wondering what she had in store for me.

I run a hand through my hair and simply round the corner of the seventh floor wondering what the hell I was getting myself into. I wonder what it could possibly be that she needed from me and if it would be something that I would be able to do. I shake my head clear and focus on the girl before me and just waited for her to tell me what it was that she wanted.
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[[sooooooo sorry this sucks... but I have this assignment for uni due and so I had to post this quickly]]

[Carly]

((It's fine don't worry about it XD your post is fine )

Sam walked past the brick wall three times then pushed the door open entering letting it slam behind her. She sat down on the couch and unfasten her coating leaning back comfortably in the chair. She looked at Draco and grinned. "So..." She gestured for him to sit out of common curtsy guessing he probably wouldn't sit anyway. "I need you help because the Lord wants Dumbledore our of school." She sighed slightly bored of her own voice and common occurring theme.

"So I can kill Snotter obviously." She laughed "Fucking idiot can't be bothered to kill him himself and since I'm the next best it's become my job." She gnawed on her lower lip lightly. "So I need your help getting rid of Dumbledore." Sam snickered. "Turns out I'm not enough trouble on my own." She rolled her eyes flicking her hair back so it shone in the dust light. A fly buzzed around her head and instantly her eyes flashed ultraviolet and the fly dropped to the floor dead, Sam smiled approvingly her small, pointed, white fangs glinted in the light.

[loekie]

I watched as she sat down. I lean against a nearby wall and listen to what she had to say. I smirk… so killed Pothead huh? Well, won’t that be fun. I wondered how she planned on doing in the boy that wouldn’t fucking die already. Not that it really was any of his business really and truth be told he couldn’t care less.

“And how were you planning on getting the old fool out of the school?” I ask my mercury eyes meeting hers with curiosity. I’d help her with getting the old fool away from the school… Why wouldn’t I? It might even be fun and keep my mind busy. Ugh…. If I wasn’t to beat that fucking mudblood this year, I was really in for it. I didn’t even know why I even let him get to me, as I could have… ah well… maybe he had just completely destroyed the part of me that even cared anymore. It certainly wouldn’t surprise me. My father had always known just how to get to me. IT wasn’t just the beatings, oh no, I had gotten used to that and really, barely even felt the pain anymore.

I listen further and watch as she had a fly drop dead to the floor. I raise an eyebrow… show-of… not that it wasn’t interesting to watch, mind you, but honestly…. I simply lean against the wall and wait for further information on her so called ‘master-plan’. What on earth was she thinking? Not that I cared… I mean if she wanted to go screw around, who was I not to get involved and go along for the ride?

[Carly]

Sam smirked "Well thats your idea." She sighed dramatically. "Draco do use your head. She got up lighted and stepped closer to him. "If I knew that, I wouldn't be asking you for help." She snorted. Shrugging she ran a slender hand through her hair again. "Shame to killer Snotter though really such good looks." She sighed "But what master wants master gets." She rolled her eyes "Well at least until I kill him to." Okay, Sam slipped up there. She hadn't planned on letting Draco into that part of the story but hey she was tried of being a puppet and tired of being evil and the Dark Lord trusted her enough not to suspect such a thing from a young sixteen year old girl.

Sam cast her eyes to the floor and shrugged "Oh well now you know everything." She laughed lightly watching her carefully and shook her head. "Of course I don't expect you to help me." She continued before dropping back down onto the couch and leaning her head back closing her eyes. "In fact now you may as well just turn me in to your father and get this whole mess sorted." She snickered, a small part of her hoping her actually would.

[loekie]

I raised my eyes. I had to figure out a way to get Dumbledore away from school? Who did this girl think I was anyway? I rolled my eyes… maybe it was time to learn more of what I could do… I ran a hand through my hair deep in thought. How could I get Dumbledore away from here? Perhaps call him away for some urgent board or order business – yes, I knew all about their little goody-two-shoes club – I could easily forge a note and have it be delivered at the headmasters office. It would look real enough to even fool the headmaster… Yes ideas were forming already, by honestly… “Why would I bother?” I ask “There really is nothing you have, or can do, that I would want nor have use for” which in fact was true.

I had been taken care of things myself ever since I can remember and really my life had been filled with trying to find ways to try and survive and outsmart his father. He was just so sick and tired of it all. I then raise another eyebrow “Good luck with that” I chuckle. Then again maybe she was the right person for the job. He sure seemed to trust her. I leaned back against the wall “I’ll get him away from here for you” I shrug, and why the hell not? I was wondering how she was going to fuck this one up and I’d be damned if I missed it.

[Carly]

Sam grinned slightly and this time it was an almost genuine grin. She may have hated Draco...strike that, now she just disliked him, but no the less he was going to help her then she could kill Voldemort and have her first real chance of freedom. Without thinking the wrapped her arms around him neck and hugged him lightly "Thank you." She softly pulling away she pulled the hood up on her robes and disappeared out the door. Ewww Sam thought quite suddenly, she just hugged Malfoy. Man she was never going to live that down. Sam spotted Alexa a few paces away and grinned "Hey Bitch let's go to class."

Alexa laughed "Hey Bitchier" the two hugged and set off down the stairs towards the potions class room for their third lesson. It was time to put her plan into action. Everyone was settled down in their chairs when Snape was about to cheat. Perfect. Sam thought, soon enough to big floods of tears cascaded down her face. She stood up. "I...I can't do this anymore..." She said through caught breaths, catching the eyes of everyone in the class. The Slytherins looked discusted at her showing such weakness and the Gryffindor's just looked shell shocked.

It was obvious of course to what, this, exactly meant. She was talking about being a Death Eater. She shook her head madly choking out her words and sure enough that stupid Potter boy had stepped to his feet. "I think I better take her outside sir?" Sam couldn't help but feel joyful inside. It had worked so easy. Potter was a sucker for anyone in distress, even a Death Eater. Sam sobbed taking his hand as he led her outside the class room, closing the door behind them. The whole class was silent even Snape looked stunned for a few moments until he barked loudly at them to refocus.

(Just a quick question so I know where this is going. Romance, friends or still hating each other right to the very end? -Snicks- I think if they hated eachother forever that would make things difficult. -Nods-)

[loekie]

I’m genuinly stunned and for once at a loss for words when she thanked me and threw her arms around me. I couldn’t even remember the last time anybody had ‘hugged’ me… if you didn’t count those moronic bimbos that would often find their way in my bed. She quickly detangled herself though and I watch her leave the room probably to head to our next class. I roll my eyes but then make my way back to the dungeons and to his potions-class. I slip into my seat not really bothering with paying attention. I was top of my class in potions and shared first of second next to that filthy mud-blood Granger. Merlin how I hated her and those goody-two-shoe friends of hers. Ugh, how people could be so bloody foolish was beyond me.

I watch as she made a scene and turned on the waterworks. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…. And yes as if on cue there was bloody Pothead, stepping in to save the ‘damsel in distress’. I roll my eyes with a smirk. What was that thing muggles said? ‘And the Oscar goes too?’ well, if ever there was a reason for an Oscar was her performance here. I lean back in my seat enjoying the show until the two had left and Sev barked at us to refocus. I roll my eyes, run a hand through my hair and elbowed Crabbe in the ribs as he was about to blow up our potion. Ugh… why was I stuck with these losers? I know my father always sais that Malfoys don’t have friends, allies, consorts, lackeys, associates, sure, but never ever friends. But I wonder… did father really think I had lost my brains as well?

I mean seriously. I may not be number one in all my classes, but at least I’m shared number one or second. Merlin am I messed up. Then again what did one expect when one had been kicked around and cursed by my father and ignored by my mother. Yes, and let me tell you, the beatings weren’t the worst by a long shot. I remember…. Ooh no, I wasn’t thinking about that… no need to go on this trip down memory lane. It wouldn’t do any good anyway. What method was I going to use to get Dumbledore out of here? Ah well… his housemate would just have to tell him when the fool had to be gone.

I sneer at Crabbe to use his brains, but when I just get a blank look I grit my teeth and snap at him just put the mandrakes wood already. I sigh and finally rise to my feet pushing the fat boy away from the Cauldron and start stirring the potion to make sure that it turned out perfect. Yep, when you wanted something done right, one had to do it himself. I wondered how our resident budding actress was getting on.

[[whoops.. forgot to answer you question...
well.. I'm more comfortable with a friendship rp... if that's alright with you? I really am not that fond of romance....]]

[Carly]

(Gotcha XD Just to make sure Sam didn't do anything silly later on. -rolls eyes- Bad Sam mostly. -Nods- -Snicks-)

Sam was in flood and flood of tears until finally she stopped, finishing her story. Well not really a story because a lot of what she was saying was the truth. She was indeed fed up of being a Death Eater but the lie, she wanted to help the good side and 'save her self' she quoted the line in her head again and laughed. Snotter on the other hand had told her that he would help her, take her to Dumbledor, find a way to get her out and protected. The sad thing? If it were true Sam would have went along with them and not killed the poor boy. She laughed at her own wimpy behavior, of course no one could protect her and so she had to kill him in order to kill her.

What shocked Sam mostly though was that Snotter had behaved similarly to Sam when she was talking to Malfoy. He pulled her into a light hug and comforted her until she 'stopped crying' and for once in her life that caused a small knot to form in her chest. Sam never really had anyone growing up, now she lived in a nice big house sure but she was alone. Never knowing her father and as for her mother, well Sam killed that bitch when she was twelve after she locked her in a room without food or water for two days.

Of course that was always what it came down to with Sam she liked being in charger and she hated following rules. Death Eater for two years and now on top of her game, everyone knew she could go far in the whole dark arts business but Sam wanted out, she didn't want to be a murder anymore, she guessed for sort of grew out of it. Finally when done calming down, she thanked Harry, as she now called him led her back into the class room.

"Hermione move up." He said softly, the red haired boy was clearly about to protest until he glared at him. Sam snickered another thing that they had in common. Hermione scolded and moved up and Harry gestured for her to sit down. Sam did her best to look sad but her spirits why flying, she really had no idea that things would be this easy. Flicking her hair back lightly she took her place and winced slightly, hair flick, that was a big sign that she was completely fine and she was supposed to be acting like she wasn't. She picked up her quill and tied her hair back lightly. Harry smiled at her reassuringly before turning back to his book and beginning to scribble down what was on the board. Sam beamed back at him and sneaked a wink at Draco before turning back to her own book leaning close over Harry's shoulder to copy. He laughed at her blowing her hair back "Do your own work." he smirked and she laughed "I can't it's too hard." She blew his hair back and Hermione scolded again loudly rolling her eyes.