Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter… if I did Harry Potter would be a very insane story. I own Damien.Damien: So? Should I care?Riansapphire9: I don't know.Damien: Forget it. On with the fic.Damien thoughts to Colin

/Colin thoughts to Damien/

"Damien talking through Colin or talking at all"

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Dark Thoughts Prologue

"Colin, come on. Talk to me." whined a soft and seductive voice that sounded like it was a whisper of the wind."What the bloody hell do you want now?" Colin asked with a hint of venom.

"I just want to talk to you. Like I always do."

The translucent figure of a male around the age of sixteen that was as pale as ivory with sable hair and amethyst eyes that shone with a spark of mystery and mischief, dressed in a black dress shirt and slacks appeared, kneeling before the blond young man. He leaned forward and gently placing his lips upon the lips of the other. He backed away from Colin so that their faces were a few inches apart. He placed his hand on Colin's face and looked into his aquamarine orbs.

"I thought you just want to talk?""I do still want to talk. Why are you so mad at me today?"

"I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself for not standing up for myself again." Said Colin as he looked away from Damien's amethyst eyes. Damien spots the bruise on Colin's neck and gingerly touched it.

"Who did this to you?" He questioned, running his fingers across it back and forth across the bruise.

"Some Slytherin did it."

Damien shook his head, looking at the ground. He started to laugh darkly and soft."What's this Slytherin's name?"

"I-I-I don't k-kn-know." He stuttered as he looks at Damien.

Damien lifted his head with closed eyes and laid it on Colin's shoulder, breathing in his scent."You shouldn't lie to me, Colin, unless you want me to find out the hard way." Damien's eyes started to glow an eerie shade of indigo. Colin held his head with his free hand."Stop! Damien I'll t-tell y-y-you."Damien's eyes turned back to their usual mischievous amethyst."That's better. Now, spill." He whispered in a deadly tone, brushing his lips against the blonde's neck."It was …"

TBC

RianSapphire9: I love to make cliffys so much now. It drives people mad. Starts think evil thoughts

Damien: She ate too much sugar a few minutes ago. It makes her hyper and quite evil, but not as much as He's more dangerous than she is if he eats a ton of sugar and is handed lots of sharp objects.

Damien: Now, that you mention it, I haven't hurt that many people today. Anyone willing to tell me your thoughts on what I should do to the person who hurt my dear fragile Colin. Break a bone or two, stab them, bloodletting them, or any type of torture that keeps them feeling pain.

Colin: (shivers) I t-t-think I b-b-best be going now.

Damien: No, I don't think so. (Pins Colin on the floor) I think I going to have some fun with you. Bye bye, everyone. By the way, please review. Now go be on your way.

Riansapphire9: Okay-dokey. Goes off to watch violent movies

Colin: screaming in the distance

Riansapphire9: ignores the screams because of violent movie