Disclaimer: The characters aside from Amelia do not belong to me. I only use them for a bit of fun. Though the plot is totally mine, and probably a few others who have ever had such an idea.

The rest of the day was pretty much boring. Everyone set at their respective tables for the sorting and then proceeded to enjoy the huge feast after wards. The Great Hall was full of laughter and talk of the events from past summers and hopes for the new future.

James had intended to start on Severus but decided not to since Lily was with him. Sirius and Remus were talking of their latest adventures, thanks to Remus' 'furry little problem." and Peter was oddly no where to be found at the moment.

Severus' gaze many times shift from his plate of untouched food to Lily. Every time he saw her laugh or smile because of Potter, he almost felt like crying. Every time he saw them hug the rage boiled up inside of him. That was until he watched as they shared a kiss-at that point, he just felt like dying. But the rage within him didn't subside, only continued to grow.

Amelia who was sitting close to Severus could practically fill the hatred rolling off of him in waves. She saw why and immediately narrowed her eyes. Evans and Potter were making quite the pathetic display of affection. It angered her so. Lily was the same woman who for six and a half years had done nothing but stated how she couldn't stand Potter and his arrogant self only to be the one cuddled up to him now. It was disgusting.

"Why don't they just get a room?" Huffing in annoyance at the scene, Amelia got up and left the Great Hall. Silent tears threaten to fall down her cheeks. It was hard enough to know that the guy she loved didn't even notice her, but to sit there and watch him send hatred filled glares toward the couples while hoping he would still be able to obtain Lily as his one day was just sickening.

"Hey Morgan, what's wrong with you?"

And that was just what she needed. Why had that wretched witch followed her? They were alone, the thoughts of killing Evan's filled her very soul but against her better judgement, she did her best to push them away. Killing off the very woman whom held Severus heart wouldn't do well with impression on the man anyways.

"As if it's any of your business Evans. Just go back to Potter and leave me alone."

"Hey I was only trying to help."

"One shouldn't try to help when not asked." Amelia sneered, looking at Evans. "And just so you know, public displays of affection are quite immature Evans. Especially when their with the very man you vowed to hated all your days."

"I never vowed to hate Potter. I simply didn't appreciate the arrogance he displayed and the laughter he got from others humiliation."

"Funny. Considering he hasn't really changed his ways. Admit it Evans. You were done in by whatever charm you seem to think he possesses from the very beginning. You're no better then any of those other floozies that followed him around promises sexual favors for one night with him. Sod off."

With that said, Amelia turned and raced off towards the dungeons. She felt so confused. Back before she found out about Severus crush on Lily, they were good friends. Her and Evans that is. But the minute Lily proceeded to break her friendship up with Severus over a silly little word, Amelia had broke up their friendship.

Her thoughts seemed to consume her very being as she walked in the general direction of the Slytherin common room. Several times, Amelia thought to replay the past events trying to figure out what she might of done wrong. With Lily out of the way for two years, she had thought there might of been some sort of chance for her to gain admission into Severus' heart or at least his inner circle of friends. Alas, such a thing was seemingly impossible. When Lily tore Severus' heart to shreds, it seemed he had put up an almost unbreakable shield of defense.

"Password?"

Amelia had known she was going in the direction of the common room. But she didn't think she'd make it there so fast. It was as if her body had been on auto pilot while she thought. No matter, giving the password, the female stepped inside the common room. The shades of green, black and silver assaulted her eyes, but not so much in a harmful way. She was sure that when compared to the loud colors of Gryffindor, she'd take the soft colors of Slytherin any day.

Flopping down onto the couch, Amelia sighed. Her presence hadn't been at Hogwarts for a month and already she had been put into confrontations. Both with and without wands. Severus hadn't really noticed her, at least not the way in which she hoped for him to.

"If his mind wasn't always revolving around that Evans' girl..."

"Amelia, first impressions can be tough but it seems your second one is going tough to. First you use a Patronus on me, now your talking to yourself? Tsk. Tsk."

"What do you want Black? I'm busy."

Narcissa sat down on the opposite couch and stared over at the small fire they had. Thoughts of revenge ran though her head. But when she turned to look at Amelia the thoughts slowly faded away. As much as she hated to admit it to herself, Amelia was wearing a look that Narcissa herself knew all too well.

"Dare I ask if you're okay?"

Amelia looked up at Narcissa sharply. After everything this woman had done to her on the train she was acting caring now? "Surely you must be joking? Suddenly caring for me are we Black? I'd be carefull. Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation. After all, if I remember correctly, you were the one to act violently towards me when we were first introduced."

"Amelia, as I said first impressions can be tough. If you saw even a bit of the things I've been though, you'd understand why I immediately go on the defense when it comes to people I've not met before."

Amelia snorted in disbelief. "And what, may I ask have you been though? Last I checked you were a spoiled pureblood. You don't have to have a care in the world. I highly doubt there's much you actually have to go though."

Narcissa looked up at Amelia before getting up and walking toward a table , her eyes looking down at the books. The secretive smirk that found it's way to her face was a bit...dangerous. "Does this mean you're not a pureblood? Are you of dirty blood? That would be impossible though, most wizards in Slytherin wouldn't let a mud-blood in. It's already bad enough that they allow filthly half-bloods in like Severus, it just disgraces the noble house of Salzar Slytherin."

It never occured to Amelia what she was doing. The fact that her body moved as quick as it had was a rather surprising notion to herself. But before Amelia or Narcissa could really register what was happening, Amelia had the female pressed against a wall, her wand pressed against Narcissa's throat.

"If you EVER say that Severus disgraces this house-If you EVER say he's got dirty blood again-I don't care how true the statement could be. If you EVER do it again...I will not hesitate to kill you." Her voice was downright venomeous. Amelia wasn't one to make threats, and the fact that she had just made one so seriously was a bit of a shock to herself.

"Well well." Lucius said, breaking the tension filled air with a bit of clapping. "It seems no matter where these two are-a fight is bound to happen. Though I've got to admit, I've not seen someone ever defend you like that. Am I right?"

His cool blue-gray eyes turned to look at the very subject of Amelia's desire, and he smirked. The only thing that might have been redder then Severus was the red roses out by Hagrids hut.

Crabbe and Goyle had pulled Amelia from Cissa, though her wand was no longer pressed to Cissa's throat her hatred that showed in her eyes was enough to scare anyone.

"How many Mudbloods is it now Severus?" Cissa sneered at Him. She knew Severus didn't really mind Muggle-borns or half-bloods. But she alos knew that he got embarrassed earily when mud-bloods took up for him. He did when Evans took up for him, she was expecting he would now as well. "I mean really Severus. Can't you get a pureblood to take up for you? It's a bit pathetic innit?"

Severus' usually cold black eyes were now calculating as he looked at Amelia. He was torn with what to do. Lily had been the only one that ever took up for him. He never thought someone else would, let alone someone that had beautiful green eyes like Lily. Who was this girl exactly? He'd have to find out.

"Severus you don't have to answer her...you can ignore her stupid arse, ok?" Amelia pushed Crabble and Goyle off of her and stormed to her dorm. It hurt that he hadn't tried to defend her, but then...what did she expect? Severus had been quite literally stuck between two hard headed woman and wasn't even asking to be.

Lucius couldn't help but to tease his girlfriend. While helping her up, he procedded to ask. "How many times now has she either knocked you on your arse, or pretty much owned you?"

"Shut up Lucius."

"No really, how many-" But his question was cut off by the severe glare he recieved from Narcissa.

"I am warning you Malfoy you keep up that stupid questioning and there will be no shagging at all."

That shut him up quick and he walked in quitely as Narcissa followed him. Crabbe and Goyle stayed in the commron room with Severus and talked of sneaking away to get more sweets.

Severus mind however, was on Amelia. It was weird. There wasn't a girl, not one besides Lily that had intrigued him. And this girl had been able to spark his interest in half a day. He definitely needed to talk to her more.

Fayre Eternity: Thanks for the review. I'm glad you're liking the story so far. That's cool that your name is Amelia. I have a list of names I liked and I decided to use Amelia for this story and SCUTISR. Since SCUTISR is the story after this one. Lol. I hope you continue to like my story and you could check out Second Chances Usually Turn Into Sad Romances if you haven't. :D

Read and Review people. It really does help an author to continue on with their story. Like I said this story is already completed, just takes me a bit to add the chapters since I share a computer with a family of mine. But I'll try my best to get at least two chapters if nothing more on a day.