Samantha Lightwood

7th Year Gryffindor Member of Perierunt Stellarum RP Tracks: ps:samlightwood

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Amycus and Sam

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Amycus couldn’t help but admire the way these men looked at her as if she was something magnificent. Maybe she was, after all before today he had hardly conversed with this female, and already he felt like a better person for simply knowing her. Leaning against the bar, he grinned at her roll of her eyes, and shrugged his shoulders in return. “If they want a song, maybe you should sing them one” he winked, ordering them both a drink and paying, before turning his attention back to her. “Besides, I would love to see what all of the fuss is about” Amy continued to grin, he had not seen someone light up this pub the way he was sure she could, so he was holding out for a different event. “Go on, I even promise not to laugh”

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Sam glared at Amycus, “I thought this was supposed to be a relaxing...” 

“Oye!” A man at the bar interrupted her, “Y’er lad wants a song song too. Give ‘em a song, Sam.” Other’s joined his call and finally she threw her hands up in exasperation. “Fine. Fine! What’ll it be then?” She began to circle the room working it as she would if she were actually working tonight. “I ain’t got a list prepared so you best have some recommendations.” She grinned as she fell into the more course accent of the pub and streets. She glanced at Amycus a few times, but mostly kept her focus on the other patrons. 

A few called out possibilities, and still others called out absurdities. One older witch, who owned a shop further down the street, recommended “Danny Boy.” Knowing that wasn’t to the crowds liking Sam begged off with a promise to sing it another time. Finally, the bartender saved her by yelling out a local favorite.

With a shrug she smirked falling into the comfortable facade she adopted when performing, “Oye. Fine, but you lot best have some coin handy for my efforts!” With that she launched into the song; the lyrics were a bit bawdy as befitting a pub at this time of late afternoon, but she had long since gotten past blushing and reveled in the hoots and the patrons who joined in on the chorus. She moved freely around the pub leaning on a wizard here and teasing another there enjoying the freedom of focusing solely on the role she played.

As she wound down the final verse she spun away from the rest of the pubs patrons and held up her arms on the final note. The clapping was instantaneous and only served to make her smile more broadly as she bowed. 

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Amycus and Sam

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“Safe enough, at least within these walls you should be okay, I know nothing is guaranteed but even still” Amycus sighed, he knew things were changing, war was coming and noone would be safe, whatever side you were on but he was at least trying to make her feel a bit better. “Are you asking me to stay” he winked, he could be quite confident when he wanted to be, and for some reason he couldn’t help it when around her. “I like the way you think” Amycus made his way towards the gate, opened it with ease and headed towards the village where he would enjoy a drink, and by the sounds of it she could too. “You should know, when I start drinking everything gets a little messy, I don’t hold my drink too well so who knows, I might end up making a pass at you or something, just hit me” he laughed, before holding the door to the Three Broomsticks for her.

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Sam pushed her worries aside and grinned more broadly when Amycus accepted her idea. Sure, being Prefects probably should have tempered this idea, but at the moment she needed to feel free and have a bit a fun more than she needed to be responsible. “I’ll try to keep you in check then.” She winked back, “Just avoid the hard stuff; I’m not carrying you back to school.” 

The moment she stepped across the threshold of the Three Broomsticks she felt the last of her tension ease away. She had always felt comfortable here, and thank Merlin the proprietor didn’t seem to mind that she had been underage when hiring her to sing and serve a bit. She headed towards the bar nodding at a few patrons she knew from her holidays spent working here. “Give us a song, Sam!” One man called and she grinned rolling her eyes at Amycus before returning her attention to the other man. “Maybe in a bit. I’m here for a break; not to entertain you lot. Besides none of you would know good music if it hexed you on the nose.”

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Amycus and Sam

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“Yes, four but now nothing would ever surprise me” Amy nodded to her, he knew that people had pasts and maybe theirs was just bleaker than most. When she told him what used to happen to her, or it sounded like what still did happen to her, he felt sick because she seemed to nice, so caring and he hated to think someone had messed with her like that. Gently moving his hand to rest with hers, he usually wasn’t one for touching but he thought they probably both needed a bit of this right now.

“At least you’re safe here” It was probably weak to say but that was how he felt with his own situation, that his father couldn’t get him here and however much he disliked Dumbledore at least he wouldn’t let any harm come to him which would make him very grateful. “It sounds bloody perfect to not have to go home at Christmas, maybe I could spend part of it here with you one time?” he suggested, though he wouldn’t blame her if she refused.

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“Safe...” Sam said sardonically, her mind wandering to the letter she had received and of the war that was brewing; how long would that safety really last she wondered, but then shoved the thought away as Amycus mentioned Christmas. “You should stay. What’s the point of going somewhere you hate for the holidays when you could stay and have fun here? Make some claim of needing to study for exams. It will be grand fun.”

She glanced at the gate then and a wicked grin spread across her face. “Really... Why wait?” She gestured at the gate with a nod.

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Amycus and Sam

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Part of him hadn’t expected her to tell him what had happened, mainly because they had never been close, and this seemed like a big deal. So when she did explain about her uncle, although still quite lightly, he managed a small nod of his head. Deep down he knew, without her saying, what was going on because he had suffered a similar fate with his father, not a man he would ever be close to because of those reasons. “I had a bastard in my childhood as well” Amycus confessed to her, he didn’t want her to feel alone, so he decided to reply with his own story. “It was my father though, most of the scars I have are from him, from his hand, his foot, his belt” he sighed, and located a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up straight away, and took a deep drag before continuing. “I don’t know why but he hates me, I mean I can’t have done much wrong when I was four years old can I? But he must have found a reason” Amy glanced at her before staring straight in front of him as he took comfort in the cancer stick that was slapped between his lips. “Every day was a different nightmare, and I don’t know what happened to you, but trust me, I’m not going to judge you” he promised, and gently stroked her hand with his spare one. “Family are weak, we make our own family” Even the person he had thought was his twin sister, wasn’t so he believed now that family were nothing, it didn’t matter anymore.

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“Four? I... I’m sorry, Amycus.” Sam studied him in surprise. She wanted to hug him, to touch him and help ease the heaviness that seemed to surround him. She suddenly felt a bit of shame for holding back as she had done. He was being so honest, and she had hardly said more than anyone could assume based on the scars she bore across her back. “My Uncle... He was... is a disgusting creep. He often reminded me of how useless and evil I was. When my parents died; I felt lost and alone. At first, I tried to make him happy. Nothing I did was ever right, though. I missed my parents and he demanded that I accept their death as god’s will and move on. I hated him for that. So I hid away, at first. Quiet and restrained. I should have known it would work. Before long the strange things I could do when I was little; things that I thought were part of some imaginative childhood fancy. They started happening again. I remember being in church one Sunday and the floor where I was kneeling was so uncomfortable, and I was tired from crying and...” She trailed off shaking her head looking away from him. 

“I don’t know how exactly, I was only trying to distract myself, trying not to cry, or fall asleep, or anything as the Priest droned on and on. I tried to to convince myself there was a pillow under my knees, the softest I could imagine, like the one my mum had on her and my father’s bed. Then suddenly I felt it, as if were really there, I looked down and it was. The exact small red pillow from my mother’s bed. I’m still not entirely sure if I conjured it, or transfigured something, I don’t even know if that’s possible.” She laughed shortly without any real humor. My Uncle saw when I stood up. He was furious, he kept demanding to know where I had gotten the ‘devilish thing’. When I told him what had happened he... lost it. Called me a lair and claimed the devil had gotten into me; said that was why I was so sullen and friendless; why I couldn’t even kneel properly to pray; and plenty more. When returned home... I’d never been hit with anything before. I could barely move the next day; I had to be careful not to grimace when the teacher put her hand on my back during lessons...” Her face contorted slightly with the memory. “I still have them... The scars from that first one, and others.” She looked up and met his gaze steadily regaining her composure feeling sorry for how dark this conversation had turned. “I guess we all have scars, some more than others; if only the ones people could see were the worst of them. Hm?” 

She glanced at the gate, “I’ve spent every holiday since then either here or in Hogsmead, did you know?” She grinned, “Merlin’s beard, it would be hilarious to see the look on the bastards face if he ever knew I spent last Christmas Eve singing in pub and filching a mug of ale here and there.” 

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Letter from the past

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Andy wished she could promise that nothing bad would ever happen to Sam again, but she couldn’t. Even though she truly did believe the Dark Lord and his followers would lose the war they had started, she also knew there would be a lot of bloodshed before they did. People were going to die. Andy just hoped that no one she cared about found themselves in that situation. “They will lose, eventually. I only fear how many lives will be lost before they do.” She had people she loved on both sides, so her fear was always present. 

“It does matter because even if you want to help in this war, you can still do what matters to you.” Andy smiled, looking around at the empty hallway, “I’m here doing this, but if they needed me to help, I would in a heartbeat. This is what I like doing though, helping people. I always enjoyed making people feel better and like they matter, because everyone does.” Everyone mattered. She had to believe that. “If you still want to help in the war, by the end of this year, I can help get you set up with that as well. But, you need to make sure that is what you want to do. There are risks with everything.” She paused, thinking again about the things Sam said she liked to do, “What about an auror? You can always help people being an auror and you can still help with the war.”

Andy nodded in understanding, “I do know. Unfortunately, at one point in my life before I knew what other people were like, I had believed myself to be better than others just because of my blood. It quickly disappeared once I began Hogwarts and made friends outside of the ‘elite’ families.” She hated thinking about her childhood, how much of a fool she had once been. But, all she could do now was remember to be kind and just to everyone she met. 

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Sam smiled at Andy’s reassurance. “I hope your right, and I plan to do my part to ensure that all this pureblood bollocks ends with this stupid war.” She shook her head. “I never thought I mattered, not really, not after my parents died. I was just... A nuisance, a waste.” She grimaced as the memory of all the horrible insults her Uncle had thrown at her; she didn’t know which had been worse the physical or verbal abuse. It didn’t matter though, Andy said that no one would ever force her to deal with the man again and she found herself trusting the older woman.

She was drawn from her thoughts at the mention of a profession, “An auror...” She smiled slightly, “To be honest, I thought of that near the beginning of last term, but I don’t know that I would be accepted now. Things have changed. They seem to be full up with potential candidates. Besides, from what I’ve heard, you have to have connections to even apply let alone get in.” She shrugged, “I’m sure I’ll figure something out. Worst case scenario I can sing at the Leaky Cauldron or another pub. Not so bad, once get used to the clientele.”

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Exploding Candles | James and Sam

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iuvenismartyr:

“Why not?” He didn’t feel his luck’d go too far, but asked anyway. “No magic for me until some prick tried to take Marly away from me when we were nine - old, but luckily not too old. Almost everyone thought I had no magic at all before that; those who said they didn’t were lying. The first of many times I left people amazed.”

Sam chuckled, “I’m sure. What did you do?” She had always wondered what it was like to do magic in a place that it was expected.

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Amycus and Sam

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theheirofcarrowmanor:

Still in a bit of shock from her reaction, he was however pleased to see that she wasn’t throwing her arms about in a fit, or hitting his chest which he had thought she was going to do. “It’s okay, honestly there is no need to apologise” he assured her, still he did not know why she had reacted the way she did, but he knew there must have been a good reason for it. “Of course, lets go for a walk , get some fresh air” he nodded, and indicated to the door at the end of the corridor. Amy led the way, his hands now in his trouser pockets as he walked quite slowly beside her, and only really looked back at her once he had opened the door for her, grateful for the sharp hit of fresh air. “I don’t mean to pry, honestly I don’t but… what was that about?” he asked her, he didn’t know whether she would tell him, but it had been a bit… well, shocking and out of the blue.

Sam stuck her own hands in her pockets as she smiled slightly in appreciation when he opened the door for her. She wandered down the path a bit not looking at him again. Breathing in the crisp air she felt the trapped feeling of the moments before begin to ease away. Being outside usually did that for, maybe it was something from her earlier childhood that drew her to the open air. She certainly had no great talent with nature itself, but the open-ness of it always filled her with a feeling of freedom she couldn’t find elsewhere.

She sighed when he finally spoke asking the question she knew had been coming. She hesitated for a moment, unsure if she really wanted to share the darkness of her past with Amycus, could he really be trusted with them? The feeling that she owed him an explanation, and the strange friendship she had thought was blooming between them loosened her tongue. She stopped as they neared the gates leading to Hogsmead. She hadn’t been heading that particular direction of choice, but her subconscious had evidently thought it the right destination. Stopping at the closed gate she turned to face him, shaking her head slightly to the side to toss a lock of hair out of her face. “It’s what... That’s what my great uncle used to call me. He was... my guardian before I came here.” She paused searching for how to explain, “He was a bit of a bastard.” She knew the explanation left a lot unsaid, but she hadn’t spoken much about the man or what he had done to her in the years since coming to Hogwarts, it still felt exceedingly unnatural to do so now so freely. 

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Exploding Candles | James and Sam

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iuvenismartyr:

“You don’t like you family, do you?” He smiled. It was a smile full of promises, and goodnight kisses, and cakes, and birthdays, and hugs, and happiness. “I feel lucky. I would have been even if I turned up a Squib like everyone was expecting, I think.”

Sam studied him for a moment, and then shrugged at his question, “It’s complicated. Family usually is, though, from what I’ve seen. “I can see the appeal, for some, to reminisce. I’m just not one of them, really.” She narrowed his eyes, “You? A squib? Do tell.” She was anxious to have the conversation turn away from her own family background.

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snakeinlionsden:

“Mostly because I consider that more as my last choice– it’s an elective class. But then again, I was raised as a Pureblood. Divination seems more.. familiar.” He murmured. “That’s called cheating, mind you. It seems like you already know half or all the subjects in the Muggle Studies.”

She laughed a little at the idea of Divination ever seeming more familiar than a cook stove or car, but perhaps for some it really was. “It’s no more cheating than already being familiar with every other subject is for you and the rest.” She challenged back with a grin. “Think how it must be for someone like me. When I picked up my first wand in the shop I thought for sure someone was going to pop up and announce it was all an elaborate prank.”

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Amycus and Sam

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theheirofcarrowmanor:

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but he wasn’t expecting her to react in that manner just because he had called her “Sammy”. Amycus waited a few seconds, frowning after she had shoved, before he went after her because for whatever reason she was quite obviously distrased and he didn’t want to leave her in that state. “Sam… Come on, stop this. I didn’t know you wouldn’t like that… I didn’t mean to upset you” he told her, before he quickened his pace so he could get in front of her. “I won’t call you that again… not now that I know you don’t like it” he assured her, managing to flash her a small smile. “I’m sorry” Amycus whispered to her, offering her his open arms. “Please, come on, we were having a good time, or at least I thought we were”

Sam could feel the anger growing in her as she continued down the corridor away from him; she need fresh air, space, something other than the tight walls of the castle. She had been ignoring him as he called after her, but when he moved in front of her she couldn’t help but come up short or plow into him. 

He sounded so genuine in his apology, he really was full of surprises and nothing like she expected. She studied him for a moment longer and then closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to calm her roiling nerves. If she had been in a different mood she would have found his arms outstretched comical, as if she would run to them in need of a hug. As it was she smiled weakly at him and then looked down, “No. I”m sorry... I shouldn’t have...” She looked up and glanced around them at the empty hall and the walls that still seemed too close before meeting his eyes some of the fire returning to her own. “Can we just get out of here for a bit? I don’t care where, just somewhere else less... confining?”

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Amycus and Sam

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theheirofcarrowmanor:

As he stood there, staring at her with his hand resting against the wall just above her head, he couldn’t help but smirk at her words. She sure liked to tease him, but what was stranger was that he was enjoying it every time she did. “Okay that was a bad choice of word to use when around you, but I can assure you I’m not little, not in the department your dirty mind has wandered to” he winked, again chuckling. “Oh come on, what’s wrong with a cuddly nap partner? That’s very underrated in my mind” he slowly pulled back, digging around in his pocket to locate his cigarettes because he was dying for a smoke. “I didn’t know you were so experienced” he said finally, as he popped a cigarette into his mouth, not caring that they were in the middle of school and he could get into trouble, especially considering he was a prefect. “Had many sexual partners, Sammy?”

Quite enjoying the tit for tat Sam had relaxed, but when he called her Sammy every hackle went on high alert again. It had been so long since she had heard that name used and the inner violence of her response to it surprised even her. The smile faded, the spark of laughter left her eyes and she glared at her classmate, “Don’t call me that.” Anything else he might have said was forgotten in that one word. She shoved him hard in the chest to put some distance between them and dropped her eyes to the ground, tightening her arms around her middle; she knew she was being unfair, there was no way for Amycus to know her distaste for the nickname, but she didn’t really care about his feelings at the moment.“Don’t ever call me that.” She said again and then turned to walk away feeling like if she didn’t leave she might do something more than snap at him unfairly.

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Exploding Candles | James and Sam

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iuvenismartyr:

“Luckily, it wasn’t. All went well.” He grinned. “Like growing up in any other family, I guess. Being loved, cherished, and stuff. It’s not like I ever knew anything different. Besides, there’s no poin in having a magical family if it’s a crappy one.” 

Sam shrugged her smile fading, “Family can be a bit over-rated at times. At least some of them.” Her mind went from her uncle to her parents and her look gentled a bit. “But, I can see your point. Families can be good or bad regardless of magic I suppose. You’re lucky to have so many fond memories.”

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snakeinlionsden:

“See? We’re not that different. So, it is that bad, huh?” He offered her a shrug. “It was entirely a mistake. I dropped Muggle Studies and take Divination instead.”

“Why would you drop Muggle Studies? It’s as simple as it comes.” Sam grinned and leaned back against the wall, “Then again, I grew up in the Muggle world until I was 11, so I guess I am biased. Divination on the other hand seems a bit too... unrealistic for my taste.”

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Exploding Candles | James and Sam

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iuvenismartyr:

“Is that what really worries you? Not, like, how dangerous it was for a child to light up candles and play with fire?” He rolled his eyes, but laughed not less. “It was a spell performed with my father’s wand, in a house of wizards. How would you have proven it was me?”

“I never thought of that.” Sam grinned, “Muggleborn remember? But, I guess you have a point the fire could have been a bit of an issue.” She rested her chin on her hand, “What was it like growing up in a magical family?”