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Sammy has always had the spark. He had a smile that lit up a room always knew what to say. That’s how he got the Slytherins to open up to him. He was sweet always had the time to listen. Never forced it out of you. He was told the tears, the hits, the things most people would shut off and the Slytherins did but Sammy opened the door of expectation and love. But sometimes you have to fall and that’s what happened Sammy couldn’t handle having the wight of life on his shoulders. He started getting bullied. Beaten brutally black eyes, bloody noises, bruises that felt miles deep. He started closing himself off he couldn’t give people more worry especially the ones he vowed he would help. He started showing his hurt the way the Slytherins did before he helped change. He started crying till his eyes were red like pansy used to. He started getting agitated and hitting things just like Draco used to. He started drinking his worries away just like Mattheo used to. He started closing all the doors to success just like Theodore used to. He started smoking like his lungs were made of still just like Blaise used to. But secrets get out eventually the Slytherins find out.