A small knock disturbed the silence then the door creaked open. Two people stood in the doorway examing the room. It contained a marble fire place, one chair, a rug, a man and an enormous snake.br
"You've arrived," The body in the chair wispered swiveling around slowly, "Step inside."Br
They did as told, the man closed the door quietly behind them, "Good evening my Lord," He said, bowing, as did his wife.Br
The Dark Lord stared at them for a long moment, "Are you prepared?" He hissed.Br
"Yes, my Lord," said the man, with a respectful head nod.Br
Voldemort slid his hand down a portion of the snakes body as he petted the massive creature, "And you, Diane?"
The woman flinched at the sound of her name, "Yes my lord." She said, clutching her pregnant stomach.br
It was silent, as he stared powerfully at the husband and wife. Then he stood. The snake hissed angrily, and began to slither across the floor, leaving her owners lap. "Nangini will guide you." The Dark Lord slowly began walking across the room, behind the snake, "Follow." He breathed, commanding the couple. He reached a door, opposite the one the couple had entered at, then gripped the brass handle and swung the door open, displaying a hallway leading to darkness.Br
Nangini slithered in, pulling her colossal body behind her, and Voldemort beckoned them inside. Slowly, they made thier way across the room and with one last look at their leader, they stepped into the hallway and the door slammed shut behind them with a bang.P
Blair shot up panting and sweating. She looked at her surroundings; her Hogwarts dorm room was silent, except for the rythmic breathing of her three room mates and the pitter-patter of her cat's paws. A little night light shone onto the clock on the wall, 4:32.Br
She let out a short breath then let herself fall back onto her pillows. That was the seventh month in a row she'd had that dream. It never varied, and she never got any closer to knowing how far down the tunnel the couple went, or what they found when they reached thier destination.P
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"Blair." A hand nudged her, and her eyes fluttered open, "Uhh?" She groaned sleepily.Br
"Get up. It's already six o'clock." They pushed her alittle again.Br
"Sydney, are you serious?" Blair opened her eyes and glared at her friend.Br
"Yeah! We need to get ready." She smiled and grabbed Blairs shoulder, pulling her into a sitting positon.br
"Get ready for what?!" Blair yelped, she had fallen back asleep less then an hour ago.br
"The day." Sydney smiled, then turned around heading toward the bathroom.Br
"Sydney," Blair said seriously, "Last night was the sorting ceremony, we don't have classes until Monday. It's only Friday, and first year orientation. They'll be crowding the castle all day." Blair layed back down and rolled over, pulling the covers over her shoulders then called, "I'm going to back to sleep."
"Blair, no!" Sydney whined, rushing out from the bathroom, "No, no, no!" She shook Blairs shoulders, "I planned something exciting for us." She smiled hopefully.br
"Does it start at six am?" Blair looked at her with one eye open.br
"Well... no."Br
"Then there is no need." She shut her eyes again.br
"Yes! There really is!" Blair heard Sydneys knees hit the wooden floors of the dorm, "Blair-Bear." Sydney cooed, "It has something to do with quidditch."Br
Blair opened both eyes.Br
Sydney was kneeling in front of her with a sly grin.br
They stared at eachother for a moment, "Alright!" Blair yelled, throwing the covers off her and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She sighed angrily and stormed into the bathroom slamming the door.P
"Shh," Sydney placed her pointer over her lips and she opened the door with the other hand. Her and Blair snuck down the spiral staircase into the Ravenclaw common room, Sydney chuckled as she saw a fifth year passed out on the couch, "I guess that's what you look like after a welcome back party." Blair smiled and nudged Sydney toward the painting. She pushed it open, and they stepped out into the early
morning halls of Hogwarts. Their footsteps echoed in the stone hallways as Sydney lead the way to wherever they were going. She lead them past the Great Hall down the Grand Stair case and out of the castle. It was barely seven o'clock, so the sun was just rising.br "Sydney." Blair whispered extremely loudly.br
"No need to be quiet anymore Blair." she said in a normal tone.Br
"Where are we going?"Br
"Are we there yet?"Br
"Obviously not."br
"Then you can't ask questions if you don't know what your asking them about." Sydney smiled.br
"I hope you know, that makes zero sense." Blair crossed her arms and walked beside Sydney across the grass.br
"It does. You just have to think about it." she said shaking her head, "Sometimes I wonder how you ended up in Ravenclaw."br
Blair scoffed, "Me?"Br
Sydney grinned again, "Okay, I wonder about me sometimes too."br
They laughed together.Br
They walked for awhile until the quidditch pitch came into view, "There is someone out there." Blairs voice returned back to a whisper again.br
Sydney nodded, "Get behind the tree. You can't let him see you approach."br
They snuck from tree to tree, hunching thier backs over, hoping to be undetected. They made it to one of the stadium stands, hiding behind it.Br
The two of them peaked around one corner of the massive structure, and the flyer came into view.Br
Blair immidiatly noted that he was flying the fastest broom ever created to date. He flew upward, then dive back down, so close to the ground that Blair felt her finger nails digging into her palms before he would pull back up. He would flip over and over, spin in sort of a barrel roll. He was truly a talented flyer, "Woah..." Blair mummbled.Br
"Told you you would like it." Sydney smiled.br
"How'd you know he'd be here?"br
"That's what you get for going to bed and missing the sorting ceremony." Sydney chuckled then reajusted herself to get a better view from around the corner, "He is a transfer student, new to Ravenclaw, I heard him talking to Justin Wraygly last night during dinner. He told him that he was coming out here this morning to brush up. His name is Cash Darth. I recognized his last name, isn't the man on your quidditch poster in our dorm. Isn't the guy on it named Fillius Darth?" Blair nodded, amazed.br
"Darth is one of the best quidditch players alive today." She whispered in awe, "Did you find out why he transferred?"br
"No, Justin didn't asked. He just seemed really amazed that he was talking to Darth's son. He asked him about 80 times if it was really him."br
Blair watched Cash take another dive, and this time she wasn't anxious at all, she just watched his technique, hoping that the next time she was in a broom, she could imitate it.br
"He is a sixth year too Blair." Sydney wiggled excitedly, "Just like us!"br
Blair tried not to smile to herself, but she couldn't help it.br
Suddenly Cash pulled back on his broom, frozen in place. He looked around the sky, then slowly fluttered back down.br
The sun was completely up. The girls could see his feet touch the ground. They watched him walk with power and aristocracy back into the locker room. Something about him, made Blair feel weak. He appeared to be nearly as talented as his father.br
"C'mon Blair." Sydney stood up straight and grabbed Blairs wrist, dragging her with her.Br
They walked across the grass, making thier way back to the castle, "So, was that worth getting out of bed for?"br
Blair laughed then, after a moment of hesistation, she said, "I had the dream again."Br
Sydney looked at her, concern spread across her face, "Again?"br
Blair nodded.br
"Blair, this has happened every month since Feburary." Sydney sighed, "Shouldn't you tell someone?"br
"Are you for real Sydney?" Blair said, aggravated, "Like who?"br
"Dumbledor?" She suggested, unsure.Br
"Oh! What if I tell Harry Potter!" Her voice was lathered in sarcasm, "I hear he dreams inightly/i about Voldemort and pregant women. And he is for sure sane, he would totally understand."br
"No need to get snappy." Sydney said quietly as she opened the castle door.br
Blair sighed and was quiet, "I'm sorry," she mummbled.Br
Sydney smiled at her then stopped walking, a serious look on her face, "You know Blair, you might be right."Br
"Huh?"br
"Harry Potter idoes/i dream about Voldemort."br
"How do you know?"br
"Him and Ron sat behind me in Defense Against the Dark Arts last year. And remeber when Dumbledor announced to the school that Mr.Weasley had been attacked by that giant snake? And Harry was the one who'd seen it in a dream?" Sydney was speaking quickly, in a whisper.br
Blairs mind began to piece things together, Sydney was completely right, "Oh.." She mummbled,"Maybe I will go talk to him..."br
"For once, your sarcasm got us somewhere." Sydney said the password and pushed open the portrait.br
The fifth year was still passed out on the couch as they made thier way back up to thier dorm. They walked up the stair case then pushed open the door, "Look at them, they are still asleep." Blair said, notcing thier two other room mates sleeping bodies.Br
"They missed out."br
"For sure."br
"You should have seen his face Blair."br
"Huh?"br
"Cash. Yesterday, at the ceremony."br
"Why?"br
"It was so..." Sydney paused looking for the right word, "Perfect."br
Blair chuckled, "For sure."br
"I'm serious. And all this 'For sure' crap needs to go."br
"Serious about that to?" Blair smiled.Br
"For sure." Sydney laughed at her own joke, then started to re-make her bed, "Where did you pick it up anyways?"br
"I dunno..." Blair walked over to her vanity, "Probably from some kid at the orphanage."br
Sydney fluffed her pillow, "I don't know why you don't just come home with me on the holidays..."br
"I don't want to intrude."br
"Pfft." Sydney scoffed and walked over to Blair, "Intrude? You? Are you being serious?"br
"For sure."P
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Sydney and Blair were sitting in the Great Hall, eating dinner. They spent the whole day doing nothing, and it was starting to wear on them, "I'm so hungry!" Sydney exclaim, pulled foor onto her plate.br
"I kn-... Look!" Blair whispered excitedly.br
Sydney turned to see Cash walking into the hall.Br
He walked past the Slytherin table and the length of the Ravenclaw table and sat down, by himself.Br
Blair could see his face very well from where she was at.P
iSydney wasn't kidding. His face IS perfect./iP
"Damn." The two girls smiled at eachother, "Go talk to him." Sydney ordered.br
"No."br
"Yes."Br
"No."br
"Look at him, all by his lonesome..." She stuck out her bottom lip.br
Blair growled and slammed her fork down, while standing up.br
She walked around the table, she tapped him on his shoulder, and he turned around.br
"Um.. Hi." She smiled, "Can I sit here?" She motioned to the empty seat next to him.Br
"For sure." He said, scooting over.br
"I'm Blair." She placed her body on the bench.br
"Cash." He grinned, his teeth were unusually, but pleasently white for a male.Br
"So, I hear you new to Hogwarts?" Blair took a bowl, ladling stew into it, "Is that why you are all by yourself?"br
He nodded, his golden hair bouncy slightly, "Yeah, my dad just transfered me here from Durmstrang."Br
"Why?" Blair asked, taking a spoonful of soup.br
He shrugged his shoulders, "I guess Hogwarts has a really good quidditch program."br
Blair nodded, "Definintly. What position do you play?"br
"Chaser."Br
"Me to!" Blair said, alittle to excitedly.Br
His green eyes lit up, "For reals?"br
She nodded rigerously, "Yeah, I've been playing since I was little. I play whenever I can. Any broom, any ball, any hoop."br
"Are you on the team?" He asked hopefully.Br
"Yeah, but I'm generally alittle sucky in the begining of the year. I don't get to practice much over the summer." She looked wistfully at him.Br
"Why not?"br
Blair wasn't exactly jumping to tell him she lived in an orphanage. So she made something up, "I'm not allowed to own a broom."br
He looked at her, then down at his food, "I have a broom..." He said quietly, looking back into her eyes, "You can test it out if you want?"br
She smiled at him, "I would love love love that."br
"Tonight?"br
"Quidditch pitch?"br
"Seven o'clock?"P
iJust like this morning.../iP
"For sure."br
He smiled at her, obviously greatful to know someone.br
Especially a beautiful brunette.Br
Smirking deviously, Blair shot a sideways glance at Sydney.br
There eyes connected, and then Blair turned back to Cash.