So I thought of this little plotbunny watching TATM the other day!

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I was so hungry.

They appeared out of nowhere, in the graveyard, lying down. The two people I saw. One was a young boy. No, a man, he was wearing a grey jacket, shirt and blue jeans. He had short mousey brown hair and a dazed look on his face. The other was a ginger; she had a pale complexion and a necklace that had a pendant of some kind, I couldn't see from where I was. She was wearing a brown jacket, a stripy black and white top and similar jeans to the man. They sat up in unison, the ginger woman and the boy, looking around in a daze. I hid behind a big gravestone; I didn't want them to see me.

I was so hungry.

I watched as two other people ran up to the ginger and the man, another man and woman; the man had brown hair, swept over his forehead and was wearing a tweed jacket and a bowtie; the woman, frizzy blonde hair and was wearing a black floor-length dress and an olive green trench coat. Bowtie-man was very excited and kept blabbering too fast for me to hear what he was saying properly but he seemed happy to see the ginger woman and the other man, he hugged them enthusiastically.

'Don't ever do that again' I heard him say.

I saw the tweed man let go of the woman and the man and walk over to a blue box. He went inside for a few moments and exited, starting to wash the outside of it down with whatever was inside the bucket. He was bickering quietly with the woman wearing the dress.

The man in the grey jacket and the ginger woman walked over and he said something to the bowtie wearing man. They all laughed and the woman with frizzy hair and the man with the bowtie walked into the blue box.

The man in the grey jacket hesitated and walked back to look at a gravestone. I saw my chance.

I was ever so hungry, so when I noticed the opportunity, I took it. The boy that I first saw, that lay next to the ginger woman. I took him. When I got back, I fed off the potential energy. I looked at the ginger woman across from me; she was looking straight at me. She screamed a word and the other two emerged from their box and ran over.

'Where did it come from?' The woman in the dress asked

'It's the only one remaining, it's very weak.' The man in tweed replied after flashing his green stick at me. I couldn't move and I was terrified; what would these people do to me? I was still so hungry!

'Where's Rory?' the ginger one, holding me still, asked.

I pondered to myself for a moment about who Rory could be, until I realised that he must've been the person I took. Oh dear.

The ginger woman was crying slightly now, saying something. I couldn't understand as the man in tweed was shouting at her, what was she saying?

Words scattered over my Quantum Lock.

'So all I need to do is blink, is that it?' The woman asked.

Yes! Blink! I'm so hungry, let me feed!

The tweed man seemed to disagree with her and was denying the idea vehemently.

I stopped to think for a moment. This woman is knowingly giving herself up as my food. Why? I couldn't understand it.

'I need to' She sobbed to the man in tweed and the woman with frizzy hair 'so I can be with Rory.'

Oh. I realised then, she was doing it for love. If I could've moved then, I might've smiled. I decided to do something I never do, show compassion.

She turned away.

I was so hungry.

I'm taking you to him. I whispered to her in the microsecond we had together. Don't worry. I swore I saw her smile before I landed her in 1953, speeding back to the graveyard to feed off her potential energy.

By the time I got back to the graveyard, it was empty.

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-Fangirling TomFelton

(Awkward moment when you forget your own mod name...)